[FWC] Tables match! Sayuri vs Kyoko

From the top spot Kyoko could try and keep on forcing Sayuri down and work on finishing her off. Even if she needed to put her through a table she found that things worked more in her favor when she could just attack. Though in this case her attack got her hair caught in Sayuri’s grip and she proceeded to pull her head down closer close enough that she could properly sock her in the nose.

“Knngh!” Kyoko’s bead bounced upward looking stunned for a second. She tried to shake the cobwebs a little despite herself forcing her way onward against her opponent and then looking to force a blow back down to her face again. Eyes still blinking and watery from the hit.

Sayuri was able to sock her old rival straight in the face with a swift punch, no doubt it hurt from the reaction she got out of Kyoko and the sight of those eyes watering up a bit. The pink haired fighter pulled her fist back as she was about to go for another punch but Kyoko fired right back and smacked Sayuri right in the cheek.

The blow snapped her head to the side, but Sayuri wasn't about to abandon her hold on Kyoko's long hair. " Krhhh...Just go down already!" Sayuri shouted at Kyoko as she would try and fire up another stiff hook, though this one was aimed right at Kyoko's chest, trying to pound one of her rivals orbs in.

Kyoko and her friend were going berserk and hitting each other over and over again. Kyoko returning fire and knocking the pink-haired fighter for a loop only bothered her for a moment before she was suddenly up and throwing a hit back at her larger chest.

“Ugghh!” Kyoko coughed feeling a punch cause her chest to concave. Backing up feeling attempting to try and bring her down by hammering a punch down to Sayuri’chest.

Sayuri watched as her fist dug into Kyoko's chest, concaving that large round orb and watched the woman stagger back, but she wasn't about to let up on her friend, she chased after Kyoko and was ready to continue her assault, but to her surprise when she stepped in what she found instead was a punch straight to her own chest.

Being punched right in her more modest tit caused Sayuri to grunt out and stagger back, wincing out as she would throw a pained glare towards Kyoko. She gnashed her teeth a little, then aimed to return the favor! Looking to drive a punch of her own into Kyoko's tit again!

Kyoko was used to slugfests. She had been underestimated constantly in them. They saw her cute body and figure and assumed they could knock her on her ass in seconds. As you could expect most of them were proven wrong pretty quickly, the rest just ended up hurting like hell despite any success they may have found. Sayuri would be no different. Kyoko just needed the opening that followed to turn things around. When Sayuri came in for another round Kyoko would go low looking to let the blow kiss her chest and try to sink in a few quick shots to the gut of her pink-haired friend.

“As your friend I need to make sure you get the full wrestling experience. So because of that, I need to make sure you go right through that table!” Kyoko declared pulling her head in and driving it into her face before attempting to Irish whip her towards the ropes.

Sayuri threw a punch that flew straight for that tit of Kyoko but the purple haired rivals of hers managed to duck out of the way, letting that punch sail past that tit, gritting her teeth. Sayuri quickly tried to tighten her abs as Kyoko got in close. Those jabs soon quickly came to her toned midsection, several swift punches chipping away at her defenses.

The pink haired fighter was forced to gasp out a bit, as she hunched forward a little. Then suddenly her head was grabbed and pulled into Kyoko's while her rival spoke to her, sending her running next with that Irish Whip as the MMA fighter was forced to run towards the ropes, turning around and bouncing off of them with her back, she would come running towards Kyoko...

Surprising Sayuri with a few quick attacks seemed to be working out just fine for her. Now more then ever she wanted to shut her down and put her ass through a table if that’s what it took. Watching her coming back at her after the Irish whip Kyoko would take the time to get in front of her before jumping and trying something Sayuring wouldn’t expect.

Looking to end up on the pink haired girls shoulders she would lean back and seek to toss her down and around with a hurricanrana. Bringing her back to the mat with a bit of acrobatics.

Sayuri was more than just surprised as she came running towards Kyoko, she had expected her rival to go for something more midsection related, probably a spear or something of that nature, she'd tightened her core as much as she could for that event....though instead her eyes widened in disbelief.

Caught completely off guard as Kyoko's thighs found themselves around her head and she had a vision of nothing but Kyoko's crotch for the second that it took for the Belly Queen to yank her off of her feet and slam her shoulders down onto the canvas, nailing the pink haired MMA fighter with that Hurricanrana!

"Gah!"

Kyoko saw the look of surprise On her face right before her legs captured her head and she started to pull down on her head while falling backwards. Tossing her back to the mat and confusing her while Kyoko would go and try to end this match.

Heading to the outside she would grab a table and quickly claw the legs so she could bring it inside the ring. The only way to win was to go through a table. So she had to make sure to do just that.

Dazed and confused Sayuri remained on the canvas, shaking her head and trying to get her sense back into her skull. She hadn't expected a move like that from her long time rival, but slowly but surely the cobwebs were clearing up. She started to push herself up towards a seated position.

Seeing Kyoko push the table into the ring, the pink haired fighter would remain dazed looking....bidding her time as she moved over onto her hands and knees and start to rise push up very slowly. Trying to lure her rival in. If Kyoko came at her, she'd quickly try and fire up an uppercut straight into the Belly Queen's jaw! Trying to sew it shut!