Yona Giovanni vs Charlotte Lee

by Cleomori Mon Oct 23, 2023 4:31 pm

Standard Match: Winner determined by pinfall, submission, or knockout.

There were only a few minutes left before the match was set to start. Yona was sitting on the bench silently as she bit her lip. She wasn't all too mad about the outcome of her last match, but she felt remorse that she had once again forced herself onto someone. She even felt worse since she had been unfaithful once again to Raven. She knew her girlfriend or ex-girlfriend wouldn't be all too happy to see her after all she's done, but she held hope that maybe she'd forgive her someday. She, of course, wasn't coming back to her or her brother any time soon, but she still felt the need to see those loose threads through to the end. More correctly, she'd see them to the end if she survived her months of fasting. It wasn't exactly her choice to starve, but she didn't get paid for her time at AFW. In fact, they more or less did this as a deal in exchange for the parts of her plan that she told them. However, they didn't feel the need to provide her shelter or food. As of recently, she thinks her hunger has been starting to effect her brain negatively, but at the same time, she wasn't sure she'd eat even if she had food rubbed in front of her face. She didn't deserve to eat until she managed to turn her life around. Nothing was more important than her plan, even if she died doing so. She would have more time to eat when she was back at the top again, but for now, she needed to push herself past her limits if she wanted to take down her biggest rival, Renee Steinhauser.
The brunette, fueled by revenge, put on her attire and walked out of her locker room. Her footsteps echoed into the stadium, cheers already bursting her eardrums before she even entered the room. She quickly slid down the ramp, flexing her arm muscles while doing so. Then she approached her fans, in spite of her urgency. After a few minutes of photos and greetings, she approached the ring, getting inside as she waited for her opponent. She hadn't really studied up on her opponent like she should have; the Greek woman was more invested in sulking in between her matches. Even so, she was confident that she would win.

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Match Attire:

by SimplyMoon Sat Jan 06, 2024 3:47 am

Soon after Yona had arrived to the ring to cheer of the crowd, a new cheer would emerge as her opponent would begin her entrance that evening and by far, she was one of the bigger foes that likely she had ever faced as out walked Charlotte Lee, the rotund and curvy woman dressed ina cowboy hat and baseball like uniform that hugged ever curve, came out. She definitely didn't appear like she was a muscular or athletic foe, but underneath the weight of this blonde woman was a decent amount of power waiting in store for her.

As the woman walked down the ring, her size and presence became far more known, "Well howdy there," she spoke with an obvious southern drawl, stomping up the steps and then into the ring. She'd extend her hand towards her, smilling, "Hope you're ready for out match here pardner?"

by Cleomori Sun Jan 07, 2024 11:14 pm

Yona watched as her opponent, Charlotte Lee, made her entrance to the cheers of the crowd. The Southern belle's attire emphasized her curves and gave off an air of confidence despite her size. Yona knew better than to underestimate someone based on appearances alone, understanding that strength and skill could reside in unexpected packages. Then again, Yona didn't look too good herself. Her ribs were practically popping out of her skin, and her clearly looked deprived of food.
However, she didn't come to make friends or compare herself—she was here to fight. Instead of addressing the curvy opponent, she smacked her on the cheek, and sneered at her. Deep in her heart, she felt a bit bad about her actions, but in the end, this was what she truly wanted. She grinned sadistically, hoping to humiliate Charlotte from start to finish. This was going to be pure fun for her, especially since there was more flesh more Yona to use against her opponent.

by SimplyMoon Sun Jan 14, 2024 10:23 pm

Charlotte's smile turned to a look of surprise after being popped in the face, a hand slapping straight up against her cheek in a slap that echoed across the ring and arena. It stunned the southern girl as she stumbled back a foot, unsure why there was such hostility from a foe that she had never fought before, but, as Yona would rather quickly see, such a slap had barely even phased Charlotte as she looked to the smaller foe quizzically.

"Now honey that wasn't very friendly of ya. Why don't we try this again, shall we?" says Charlotte as she puts her hand out again, smiling, looking for the handshake. Charlotte wasn't going to be some weak foe like others. This Texan was likely to be a rather intimidating challenge for her to face.

by Cleomori Mon Jan 15, 2024 11:05 pm

In spite of her aggressive display of disrespect, Charlotte seemed to impose an unmoving determination to keep things rather professional. Admittedly, it was a respectable stance, coming from a woman with a strangely strong presence. her size did play a part in her strength, but it was more than that—through her noticeable western accent, there was a stern power to her voice. Of course, it could never bring a heartless heel like Yona to her knees, yet it was something that stood out at her. It was a demand of reverence. For the first time ever, Yona reassessed how she'd treat her opponent. Her exterior was, obviously, powerful; looking as if she could snap Yona in half. However, almost in an act of defiance against their physical differences, the brunette get uncomfortably close to her opponent, and pressed her tight stomach against Charlotte's bulging, curvy belly, attempting to instill a fear of her own into the woman. In fact, the moment the bell rung, she had already planned to tug on her twin tails, and smother her with her, small, but apparent ass, wanting to humiliate Charlotte with what would be assumed to be the toughness of her own body.
"Try ME again, and it'll be the last time you step in the ring," Yona growled, attempting to bang her forehead on Charlotte's; the bell yet to ring.

by SimplyMoon Sat Feb 24, 2024 2:33 pm

Charlotte did not seem cowed by such an interaction, standing there solidly now and resolute. The big woman was sure big in more ways than one as she stood tall and proud, like a rock against the waves. The knock to the head, enough to signal to the referee and bell operator was enough to give a start to the match, ringing out as the large woman stumbled back a few inches, seemingly as well not to hurt by such a direct and sudden hit. In effect, it seemed like these moves had only minor effects beyond the red forehead of Charlotte.

Charlotte's hand was brought back from the attempted shake, "Your funeral girl," she spoke in response to such an attack. The arm now raised off to the side as Charlotte dover forward, attempting for a lariat to smash right across the chest of Yona, "How about this for a shake!"

by Cleomori Sat Mar 16, 2024 4:13 pm

Yona smirked as she watched Charlotte's confident stance, her own determination matching the intensity of the moment. Despite the forceful exchange, she felt a surge of excitement coursing through her veins, eager to prove herself against the formidable opponent before her.
As Charlotte's arm swung forward in a powerful lariat, Yona's body instinctively reacted, her muscles tensing in anticipation. With a swift motion, she ducked under the incoming attack, feeling the rush of air as Charlotte's arm sailed harmlessly overhead.
Rising back up to her full height, Yona's eyes gleamed with mischief as she closed the distance between them. With a bold grin, she reached out to grasp Charlotte's wrist, pulling her close with a surprising strength.
"Nice try, pudding~," Yona purred, her voice dripping with playful arrogance. Leaning in close, she pressed her body against Charlotte's, feeling the heat radiating between them. Without hesitation, she trailed her lips along Charlotte's jawline, planting teasing kisses along the way.
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Yona whispered huskily, "But let me show you how a real shake is done." With that, she seized the moment, spinning them both around in a fluid motion until Charlotte found herself pressed against the turnbuckle, trapped between Yona's body and the unforgiving metal.
With a wicked grin, Yona leaned in close, her breath hot against Charlotte's skin as she whispered, "Now, let's see what else you've got, big girl."

by SimplyMoon Sat Apr 06, 2024 2:06 pm

Charlotte's lariat missed, getting turned around as she lost sight of where Yona was, "Not good," she spoke softly before finding herself now at the disadvantage. Yona would grab her wrist hard, bringing her up against her now and pushed towards the center of the ring once more. The grip on her wrist would hurt, causing her to wince.

"Ow ow ow!" she'd say, making a face as she was held by her, bodies now pressed up against each other as was kissed right on the cheek in a surprise tactic of sensualness before being spun around like a dancer. It would make her dizzy, finding herself knocked right into the turnbuckle before Yona was against her once more. Her opponent was fast and strong, making it far more difficult to deal with... well, until she fell into her trap.

Yona would find suddenly Charlotte's arms quickly, pulling her as close as one possibly could. The blonde had Yona right into bearhug with her hands pulling right from the lower back. Meanwhile, the large blonde's breasts would push right up into Yona's face as she would be brought right off her feet, Charlotte bringing em back to the center.

"How 'bout this sugah?"

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