Layla Mckarthy vs Claudette Valkyrie (Complete)

With each punch that plowed its way into Claudette's face the crowd counted along in unison. For every bruise and gash Claudette had given her Layla gave her back in spades. Anger and stubborness overcame her pain and weariness. Layla was absolutely merciless to her taller foe, and the crowd had counted up to fifteen punches before Layla would finally cease her unrelenting barrage.

Layla panted as she looked upon Cluadette's face, inspecting the damage she had done to her. This match had taken its toll on both girls, and now it showed on both of them. Neither of them was going to walk out of here in one piece, but Layla was going to make sure she walked out of here the winner.

Deciding to add a bit of humiliation to Cluadette's beating, Layla would next move to grab the red head's breast plate. Without warning she would tear it off Cluadette's chest, exposing her rather impressive rack to a very thankful audience. If Layla managed this she would sneer cruely, right before she would take the hard breast plate and smack it across Claudette's face.

Claudette was bigger than her foe and stronger so the damage shown on Claudette's face wouldn't have been as bad as Layla's as quickly, but once the punches broke ten and continued, heavy bruising began to form and a similar black eye to Layla's reared its ugly head. "U...uggggh...." The Valkyrie groaned in anguish once the barrage ceased and blood dripped from her nose and mouth onto her boobs which may have been what drew Layla's attention to them. The armored piece tore off easily and the Valkyrie's breasts spilled out into the open, giving a healthy jostle as they were freed. Claudette was very dizzy, but she felt the cool draft hit her impressive tits and the scream of the crowd when they were unveiled and immediately knew what had happened. Beneath some bruising, the Valkyrie blushed heavily, "N... noo...." she moaned before her face snapped to one side from the slap with her own breast armor. "Uagh!" she winced before finally falling onto her fat ass, as Layla would put it, in the corner.

Claudette wearily looked up at Layla who stood dominantly over her for the time being. She didn't know what she could do to try and swing things back in her favor or even if she could, but she had to try. It would likely be as easy as one big move much like earlier, the Valkyrie would just need to set the girl up. In her current state, however, she was in no shape to do so, unable to even stay on her feet.

Much like she had with her helmet before Layla tossed Claudette's breast plate outside the ring after hitting across her face. It wasn't technically a weapon, it was part of Claudette's outfit. It just happened to be harder than most other material. Layla wouldn't face disqualification for using it. Looking down her at her opponant's half-naked and bloodied state, the state Layla had put her in, the smaller girl couldn't help feeling powerful as she stood over her. This outta teach people not to mess with her just because she was short!

"Not done with you yet," Layla growled, and without warning would deliver a quick kick to Claudette's face to keep her stunned. If that worked she'd take both of her opponant's legs so she could use them to drag her opponant out of the corner and into the ring center.

Just as Claudette was starting to recover her senses a bit, Layla kicked her in the face, stunning her further. "Guggh!!" she grunted before she felt both her legs seized by the short, green-sporting girl. "Ohhh..." Claudette moaned in pain as she was drug from the corner and to the center of the ring. She wasn't sure what was coming next, unable to keep her eyes open.

Claudette seemed completely out of it so Layla would have no trouble dragging her to ring center. She was bloody and weary; this match had taken her to her limits and beyond. She was going to end this now.

Once they were dead center in the ring Layla would use Claudette's legs to turn her onto her front, inadvertantly hiding her bare breasts under her body. If she managed that Layla would quickly move to straddle Claudette's back, and if dhe got that far she would then grab both of Claudette's arms and bring them up behind her back. Layla's legs would then try to scissor around both of Claudette's arms, trapping them in a painful lotus lock.

"You ready to start crying now?" Layla would ask should she pull this off, and would grab two handfuls of Claudette's thick hair and give it a couple of sharp pulls.

Claudette slid towards of the center of the ring, moaning softly as she did. Much like her opponent sensed earlier, Claudette could feel something big coming and after the damage she had taken, she wasn't so sure she would be able to withstand it. Before Layla could turn Claudette onto her stomach she would try to pull her knees towards her chest to yank Layla towards her. If she was lucky enough, she would grab out for the back of Layla's neck and try to suck her into a surprise small package pin! It was really all the Valkyrie had strength for at the current moment and if it failed, she would likely get placed into the Lotus Lock...

Once again Claudette`s surprising resilience would catch Layla off guard. Just as she was about to turn her opponant over, Claudette`s legs would pull Layla in with a surprised yelp. Then the world turned upside down, and Layla wasn`t exactly sure what happened next, but the next thing she knew Cluadette had her all wrapped up. Almost immediately Layla would start struggling fiercly against the pin, still having a surprising amount of fight in her.

"One! Two!" the ref shouted quickly, and at the count of two Layla would give a strong kick out, attempting to break the pin with all her might.

Claudette hadn't recovered enough to overpower Layla's kick out and immediately lost hold of the green clad girl. She quickly tried to roll away to gain some separation and buy herself some time. A more cowardly woman might have rolled to the outside of the ring, but Claudette was quite proud and even on the backpedal would face her foe honorably. She would roll to the ropes before she started to raise to her feet, her heaving busom drawing the focus of the TV camera closeups.

Claudette would wait for Layla to get to her feet before addressing her, "Regardless of your stature, you have the fighting strength of multiple women combined. I'm honored to be facing you in this match." The Valkyrie acknowledged the smaller opponent with a nod, "Let us continue." Claudette raised her arms defensively and would begin to circle with Layla, eying for openings

Layla would also roll to her feet after escaping that pin. She stood up to her full hieght, panting a bit from the strain this match had taken on her. She had to admit to herself that last escape had been a close one. Perhaps she was getting a bit overconfident. Though in her defense she had thought she had Claudette beat after that punching spree. Thne again she had come out of her's no worse for wear as well.

She glare at Claudette from across the ring, her fists raised at the ready, but would then raise her eyebrow when Claudette actually complimented her. It wasn't often that Layla was respected , especially when it came to fighting. Most people pitied her or made fun of her. Never had someone treated her like an equal. Layla shook her head clear. Now was not the time for such thoughts.

"Whatever," she spat at Claudette. Then, unexpectedly, she would break off for a straight charge at Claudette. For someone of Layla's size charging headlong at someone of Claudette's stature seemed like suicide, but Layla had a plan. Hoping to catch Claudette off guard, at the last second before colliding with the Valkryie Layla would drop down and try to baseball slide right between the woman's legs so she would end up right behind her. If she managed that, she would immediately grab both of Claudette's ankles, to try and yank out from under her so she would fall face first into the mat.

The Valkyrie cocked an eyebrow as Layla charged in. "A direct attack? In her state?" Claudette was puzzled, but she had a 50/50 chance of guessing if this was a real strategy or not. As she weighed the possibilities, she came to a single conclusion, "Subterfuge."

Her legs were opened for balance and Layla dropped into her slide, aiming to slip right between them and get behind a shocked Valkyrie, but it didn't quite work out like that. Right before Layla's body passed beneath Claudette's eye-pleasing nethers, her hands fired down to catch Layla right by her throat. If Claudette managed to catch her prey, she would yell and yank the small girl right off her back and into the air by her throat with both hands. If she succeeded in getting that far, she would finish her move by slamming Layla right down onto her back in a vicious choke-slam, hopefully knocking the wind from the girl and stunning her.