Rebecca Tomko vs. Armando 'Army' Rodriguez - Unstoppable Force

Army had just started to get up, preparing for the beating he knew he would be getting after breaking the pin - it would suck, but he could get his momentum back if he just waited for an opening.

So what did Rebecca do? Did he pin her? Hit her with some crazy move? Stomp her? Hell, a taunt?

Nope. She pinned him again.

"1...!"

Army shoved her off with a grunt and threw a hard jab in her face for the insult.

Yeah, that wasn't going to work. Had pinning someone twice in a row ever worked? In the history of wrestling? Ever? It did have some advantages, forcing Army to waste energy kicking out twice in a row and having 240lbs pressing down was never pleasant, but all this was doing was making the boxer mad. "UGH!" Rebecca grunted, backing away to stand back up, clutching her face in pain. She probably deserved that.

When Rebecca staggered away, grabbing her face while she dealt with the punch she so richly deserved, Army saw his golden chance. He sat up quick and got to a knee as fast as a guy his size could ever hope for - not very fast at all, but this was a rare case where that might be more than enough.

As she moved away, he scooted forward and reached out, wrapping his arms around the tree trunks she called legs. With a solid hold, he plowed forward and pulled back at the same time, trying to turn her leg into a lever and force the giantess on her back.

Rebecca had just about gotten up to her feet and starting to reach down to grab the Boxer before Army sprang into action, tackling the big amazon down to the mat to an equally big cheer from the crowd. The Giantess grunting in pain as she was taken down to the ground for the first time in the match with the Puerto Rican left on top of her. 

Trying to get some form of grab on the pugilist, Rebecca tried shuffling on the mat, trying to break the grip Army held on her legs so she could wrap her muscled thighs around the man, just for a better position as she put her guard up.

Getting back on the floor with Rebecca Tomko was really not in Army's best interest, but at least he was on top this time. She was heavier, sure, but he wasn’t exactly light himself, and he was reasonably sure he could keep her pinned down long enough to get in some good damage.

There was the problem of her legs, though. Long and strong, they wrapped around him and kept him from turning a good position into a great one - he was above her, but mobility was limited, and her guard was looking tight.

He grunted, annoyed, and brought his hands together above his head. Fingers tightened, muscles strained, and he dropped an axe handle down into hard into her guard, trying to see if he could crack it.

"UUMPH!" Rebecca grunted as Army's fists smashed down onto her forearms, her own muscles being forced back into her face as the blow left her numb and her tight guard broken open, the amazon hissing in pain as she tried to get some feeling into her arms before Army's next blow, but that window of opportunity was probably all he needed.

There was another reason why Army didn't want to get down on the floor with Rebecca, even if he was the one on top - aside from punnching, there wasn't much could do down here. He knew some holds, things like headlocks, basic stuff. But someone like Rebecca needed something a lot heavier than that to get in real damage. A lot heavier.

Say, about 200 pounds?

While she was realing from the punch, Army sprang to his feet and started step away from her, only to spin around, bring his arm up, and drop all his weight on her chest with an elbow drop, trying to get the bulk of his weight into the point of bone and really drive it into her.

This time it was Rebecca's time to get crushed under two hundred pounds of muscles, her sizable breasts not providing nearly enough cushioning to stop the point of Army's elbow crashing down on her sternum. The amazon clutched her chest in pain, trying weakly to shove the boxer off as if that was going to make it stop feeling so bad. "khh..." the ebony giantess let out as she tried to roll over to one side.

Army had been a little unsure what to do from here - with any other woman on the roster, he would've just lifted her up and worked her over a bit more, but Rebecca was going to require a much different touch. The question was answered when shoved him off and showed her back to him. He wasn't exactly a submission expert, but there was a move even he knew how to do from this position.

He stayed on his side and reached out at Rebecca from behind, snaking his arms around her neck and getting her in a tight headlock - it wouldn't matter how big she was if she couldn't breath, right? Sounded like a solid strategy. "Having second thoughts?

"Kck..!" Rebecca let out as she felt a strong arm move across her throat, this was bad, very bad. The amazon needed to be upright and she needed to move now. Reaching one arm across to tug at Army's arm, the big woman tried her best to roll on to her front and get a firm palm on the floor to start pressing herself up. It wouldn't be easy, the Puerto Rican probably had no interest in letting the amazon get back to her feet but slowly enough: Rebecca was rising back up to her knees.