Layla Mckarthy vs Claudette Valkyrie (Complete)

Layla had been preparing for a follow-up as well, and was hoping that Claudette wouldn't be able to recover right away before she could pull it off. Sadly, that was not the case, and Layla's head snapped backwards as the palm-strike slammed into her nose. "GAH!!" Layla screamed, immediately releasing Claudette's hair so she could tend to her wounded nose. It wasn't broken, thankfully, but damn if it didn't hurt anyway! "You fucking bitch!" layla shrieked, leaving herself open as she tended to her nose and tears filled her vision.

The snap of Layla's head was all Claudette needed before she threw herself backwards. Right behind her were the ropes and she used those to bounce off of and gain a good chunk of momentum as she charged her momentarily stunned opponent. Claudette drew her arm back and prepared to run the small girl over with a vicious clothesline with enough force to flip the girl to the canvas right out of her shoes if it hit. The Valkyrie brought her arm low so it wouldn't miss the girl's small stature, now all she would need is Layla to be out of it for a couple of seconds more.

Layla's small stature meant she couldn't take such strong hits like some people. That palm-strike really thre her for a loop. She swore to herself that as soon as she was ready again she would make Claudette pay dearlly for this!

When she finally did remove her hands from her face, the first thing she saw was Claudette come barreling at her, and the arm slamming against her chest like a wrecking ball. A wordless scream escaped her mouth, the force of the clothesline nearly flipping her entirely. Her neck and shoulders slammed into the mat before she completed the rollover, falling to the mat on her stomach. Layla would groan weakly in a daze, writhing in pain on the mat.

Claudette was very aggressive and would allow for no respite at all even on such a small girl. She reached down to grab two handfuls of Layla's black hair, knocking the girl's green hat off before she did so. If she managed to take a good hold, Claudette would try to yank the girl back up to her feet and bury her knee hard into Layla's stomach

Some semblence of Layla`s consciousness came back when Claudette grabbed her hair, knocking her hat off in the process, and the girl whined as she was forced up by it. But little did Claudette know that despite her size, Layla was just as aggressive as she was. But Layla had no problem fighting dirty.

When she was halfway up, Layla`s arm would swing upwards, aiming a very painful lowblow right at Claudette`s crotch.

Claudette was eager to continue the punishment on her foe. Her hands gripped tightly at the jet-black hair as she hoisted her opponent upward. Her legs were spread open a bit for better balance, but unfortunately this made her nethers quite the target. The lowblow struck hard and Claudette's lower garb of just a black thong and black half-skirt offered no protection at all. The Valkyrie gasped in a mix of pain and shock, her eyes shooting wide as the sensation charged through her body. Claudette's hands immediately released Layla and held herself as she bent over, groaning.

With Layla's size she was in a disadvantage in almost any fight, particularily against the larger of the women here. In order to stand any chance she had to pull out all the stops, and unfortunately for Claudette, that included low blows. Those would hurt anybody, no matter how big they were.

Released from Claudette's grip on her hair Layla moved to do the same to her opponant, once again grabbing two handfuls of her red mane. "Probably should have put some armour down there," Layla would snicker, right before she would send a harsh knee strike straight to Cluadette's face.

"Uaaaghh!!" Claudette cried out as the hard knee smashed her right in the face, buckling Claudette's knees half-way. The shot blasted the Valkyrie's senses and dizziness washed over her. Her hands still clutched and rubbed at her mound while her face was left unprotected. This was a very bad situation for the redheaded Valkyrie...

As her knee was kindly introduced to Claudette's face Layla's mouth curled into a smug smirk. Those in the front row of the audience couldn't help but groan in sympathy for the disabled Valkyrie after a hit like that. She was certainly in trouble now that Layla had gained the upperhand.

Now that Claudette was more or less subdued, Layla decided it was time to give the audience something to talk about. His Cluadette's hair still in her grasp Layla would stuff her opponant's head between her legs, squeezing it to keep her snugly in place. She'd then wrap her hands around Claudette's waist. Once all was set up, Layla would grit her teeth in determination, and with a mighty yell of effort would try to lift Claudette off her feet. With her small stature it would take quite a bit of effort, but after good deal of strain Layla would hold Cluadette up in a piledriver position.

The redhead, already bent over, didn't have far to go for Layla to secure Claudette's head between her legs. The knee to her face still still left the larger girl docile for the moment, giving Layla the time she needed to take control. Soon Claudette felt the tight grip around her waist followed by some strained pulling and tugging. Claudette's legs and ass were thick and provided most of the weight for her body and as such she was difficult to get up for such a small girl. Amazingly though, Layla began to inch the Valkyrie up and up until finally she was upside down. "Nnnh....ohhh..." the bigger woman groaned, knowing that what was coming was not going to be pleasant. Her skirt fell up, exposing her thonged bottom and her hair did similar, blood rushing to her head.