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

Army powered down on the hold, flexed to give Rebecca's throat as little space as possible. Her long black hair made it annoying to keep up, but he could deal with it until the Amazon was knocked out. Which wouldn't take too long, he hoped. He really hoped.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep..." He kept the hold tight as Rebecca started to roll over and get to her knees. It looked like she was trying to stand back up, but he was over 200 pounds of thrashing, solid, Puerto Rican male. She was strong, sure, but there was no way she could just stand up while he was weighing down on her like this.

Right?

Rebecca felt like her head was going to explode from the pressure as her neck was crushed under Army's mighty grip and already she was starting to feel her strength fade, her arms going limp for a brief moment before she returned to trying to pry the jaws of death off her throat. If Army didn't have it on so tight, or was much lighter, she would be able to get back to her feet no problem, no matter how hard he struggled, he'd be going up, but this wasn't the situation she was in right now and the amazon couldn't afford to risk powering up to her feet only to collapse straight back down with the Puerto Rican on top of her.

Twisting and pulling to get a better angle, she brought up one arm up to her chest before firing an elbow back into Army's abs, hoping that the sudden strike would loosen his grip and let her get some much needed oxygen before her head turned purple.

Was this the way Army wanted to win the match? No.

Would he take it in a heartbeat? Hell yes. He was squeezing hard not just to put Rebecca down, but to save his own ass. If she got out of this, he could only imagine that she wouldn't be in the best of moods. "Come on, fuck..." He growled as he tried to wrestle down her struggles. He wanted to say it was like holding down a guy, but he'd only met a handful of guys her size, and he'd never fought any of them. "Just go down, so I can-"

Army was cut mid-taunt by a harsh blow to his midsection, hitting him hard in the ribs. It felt like he'd just taken a shot from a hammer, and while he didn't want to let go, reflexes took over and made him. He released the hold and staggered away to nurse his aching side, groaning every step of the way.

Rebecca collapsed back on all fours as Army stumbled away, coughing up a storm as she tried to suck in enough precious air to make the world stop spinning for a few precious seconds "Hah... hah..." She panted before pushing herself back up to one knee. Her neck was sore and she was still light-headed but the Peurto Rican clearly had a long way to go before he slayed this giantess. Rebecca Tomko was back up to her feet and still in the fight.

"Shit..." Watching Rebecca get back up after the damage he'd dealt didn't exactly do wonders for Army's morale, but he sucked it up. Didn't think the job would be easy, but he could get it done.

Maybe he couldn't stop her from getting up, but he could make it as painful an experience as possible. He was leaning on the ropes, nursing his ribs, but he bounced off and went right back towards her as soon as she was up again. Not getting the proper time to rest would suck for his body, but letting Rebecca recover would suck even more.

Army came at her from behind, grabbed her by the shoulder, spun her around and lashed out with a vicious, skin-sizzling chop, aimed right at the giantess' powerful chest.

Rebecca's breathing was getting back to normal, but she had no time to rest on the ropes as Army had already moved up behind her and spun her around, lighting up the giantess' chest with a vicious chop across the chest, earning a wince from some of the female members of the audience as she stiffened up from the pain.

Unfortunately for the boxer, she wasn't staying stiff for long, firing back with her own knife edge chop across Army's chest with a forceful "YA!" to punctuate the impact.

Ever since Army faced Hana and got brutally out hopped by her, he'd been working on his knife edges, perfecting them on a padded wall at the gym and getting all kinds of weird stares from the girls. Now the whole world was seeing the fruit of his labor - one sick chop, with a sound that echoed through the stadium.

He'd just started to move in, when Rebecca came back and gave as good as she got, blasting him in the chest with some powerful retaliation. Army cried out and staggered back, bouncing against the rope as he clutched his chest.

He narrowed his eyes and stepped right back towards her. "Oh, yeah?" Army came at her with another chop - same area, just as hard as before, with his own "Ha!" to accompany it.

This very un-traditional intergender matchup was turning in to a very traditional Puro chop battle as Army unloaded a second chop right across the top of the Amazon's chest. That area was already sore and it was only going to get worse, much to the dismay of Adrian backstage, that was where she rested her head during snuggles! She couldn't have it all sore and bleeding!

"Nghh..." Rebecca groaned as she was knocked back again by one of the Puerto Rican's massive chops, only for the amazon to get right back in the Boxer's face, shooting back another chop against the chest with her own roar of aggression. "COME ON!" She bellowed, daring Army to keep up this war with her.

Army knew it was coming. He knew it was going to suck. He knew Amy would be making fun of him for days when they had sex and Rebecca's handmarks were on his chest.

But fuck it. In for a penny...

Army cried out as Rebecca's hand sliced into his chest, forcing him to stumble back. He turned right back around a moment later, meeting her as close to her face as they could get. "Oh, you want it?" He rubbed his hands together. "Fucking fine!"

Army leaped at Rebecca and let loose with another chop, trying to get a little added momentum into the blow.

Rebecca was sent back into her own set of ropes, bent over and clutching her chest in pain as she tried to get some feeling back that wasn't pain. That last chop had done more than just sting, and as she pulled herself upright and pulled her hnd away there was a clear red mark, even against her dark skin. Growling, she pushed herself back into the fray, staggering forward before firing off another chop to leave another big mark on Army's chest, determined not to be the first one to fall down in the impromptu chop duel.