Lia Cross vs. Tigress McKenna

Lia remained sitting on the mat as Tigress lay sprawled out next to her. The bunny girl panted heavily, trying to catch her breath, but she would not let herself stop. Each second she took to catch needed breath was also a second Tigress could have, and Lia did not want to give her an inch. Lia crawled atop Tigress, laying her chest against Tigress's back. Lia would then try to hook her arms under Tigress's armpits and back around to behind Tigress's head in a full nelson. If Lia could manage that, she would try to roll around, so that Tigress lay atop Lia, facing upward, allowing Lia to slide her legs around Tigress and apply a scissors hold to the warrior's waist. Lia's intent now was to try to hold Tigress, squeezing just enough to keep her in pain. Mostly, though, she sought to catch her breath. Of course, Lia did not count on Tigress's unruly mane falling down right in Lia's face. As much as she struggled, she could not escape it, and any attempt to get a good breath came with a mouthful of flame red hair and more of Tigress's scent. "Gah! Ptoo! Your hair tastes like crap!" Lia would struggle and have to finally release Tigress and kick her off her to get a good breath of air.

Still a fighter, if all that occurred, Lia would rise, sputtering, to her knees, trying to deliver an elbow blow to Tigress before she could recover, but whether she could strike faster than Tigress could recover was anyone's guess at this point.

Tigress' heavy breath spread over the mat as she lay face-down upon it. She had to give it to the bunny girl, she hadn't expected to be flat on the mat at any point and here she was, actually on the losing end of the fight currently. She groaned a little when she could feel Lia's soft breasts sliding along her shoulder blades, her foe gently moving into a strategic position on Tigress' back. The dazed redhead didn't do anything to defend herself and just rested, allowing her opponent's smooth arms to snake under hers and slowly pull them back and lock behind her neck in a full nelson. Tigress soon regretted her choice to rest rather than resist and the full nelson began to sap her strength with a steady dose of pain. "Nnh! Ahnnn!" the redhead winced, but this wasn't as far as it was going, soon she began to roll until she was blinded by the bright arena lights shining down on her, almost as if put on display by Lia whose legs wrapped around her waist. "Oh shit!" Tigress cursed in her head as she realized how bad this was about to get. She squirmed a little bit, but noticed that she wasn't feeling as much pressure as she had foreseen... instead she heard a bunch of complaining from her adversary who struggled both to keep Tigress held and to breathe!

Tigress let herself rest in the hold as it wasn't hurting that badly and then found herself shoved right off of Lia in a frustrated abandonment of the hold. By this point, Tigress felt recovered enough to move... but she didn't. She laid there on the mat, looking weak in an attempt to lure the bunny girl for another attack. Through her barely opened eyes, Tigress watched Lia near and then go for her elbow attack. It was now that Tigress would spring into action and she quickly rolled out of the way to her stomach to watch Lia hit nothing but mat.

Tigress would explode with speed like an olympic track running taking off from a crouch and move to punt Lia as hard as she could in the ribs. If she managed to stun her opponent with the tremendous blow, she would follow up by trying to grab the bunny girl's ears and hair and yank her up to her feet. She'd have Lia bent over somewhat where she would try to knee her foe in her perfect tits several painful times...

Lia yelped, clutching her elbow as it hit only the mat. "Ow! Dammit!" She hissed. Lia rolled over, trying to rise to her feet when she saw it coming. Tigress was almost a blur. Oh no. Lia made out Tigress's foot just a bit before it hit. The kick struck with a powerful thud. "Gah-ah!" The powerful kick knocked Lia back to the mat, sliding a few inches before coming to a stop. Dazed and helpless, Lia was roughly jerked to her feet by Tigress's grasp on her hair and ears. She braced herself as best she could, but it did little to help against the powerful knee strikes Tigress delivered to Lia's chest. "Ah! Ah! Agh!" Gritting her teeth, Lia would try to get her arms around Tigress's leg, to catch it on the third blow, the soonest she could regain her bearings, and hold it for a second against Lia's aching chest. "Why... does everyone... hate my titties?!" Lia would growl. If she could secure a grip on Tigress's leg, Lia would try to lift it up, to flip Tigress to the mat.

Feeling the sexy orbs smush from the impact of the knees was tremendously satisfying to the warrior redhead. The sweet cries of pain were just icing on the cake. "Yeah, does it hurt?" Tigress asked rhetorically as she smashed her leg into them once more. She reared her knee to send a third blow in but right at the moment of impact, Lia caught Tigress' thigh and clutched it tightly as she cried out in inquiring agony. "Oh cra...!!!" Before Tigress could even finish her exclamation, Lia threw the redhead in a fury. Tigress flipped once before landing right on her own tits and stomach. "AGGHH!!" she cringed and rolled to her back, clutching her torso where she landed.

Unbalanced from the force of the blows she had just taken and the exertion she just launched, Lia herself staggered back and fell to the mat on her rear end after launching Tigress. "Gah... Ow." Clutching her chest, Lia would bounce back to her feet. Making up for lost time, Lia would scoot towards Tigress. If the warrior woman had not recovered, Lia would try to take her head and wrap her legs around it, trapping Tigress in a scissors hold. If Tigress was able to recover, Lia would try to rise to meet her, hoping to lock up with her and catch her arm, taking it around behind her and applying a hammerlock.

Tigress was hurting but when she saw Lia bound up to her feet, she too sucked it up and shoved herself from the mat and back to her vertical state. Not fully recovered, however, Tigress wasn't aware enough to see the hammerlock coming when she rushed to meet Lia in the lockup. The redhead had begun to plan a series of offensive moves she could launch into once her arms laced with Lia's, but suddenly the bunny girl vanished and Tigress felt a sharp pain shoot up her back and shoulder when her arm bent around in a way it wasn't meant to. "Aggh!!" Tigress gave a cry as she raised up to her tiptoes, gritting her teeth, eyes clamped shut.

Her head dipped back naturally when Lia torqued her arm upward, leaving the redhead with little choice than to try and not move too much as to not exacerbate the pain further. She had to counter this before it started doing too much damage, but the pain was making it awful hard to concentrate. "Nnnh! Dammit!!" she cursed, throwing her free arm elbow backward in an attempt to bash Lia in the face. But it would be a blind and sloppy attack, one Lia could probably evade or take advantage of if she were aware enough. At the same time, much like when the bunny gal had Tigress trapped in a full nelson, Tigress' long red mane bushed up in the bunny girl's face as she dipped her head backward.

"Ah, gah!" Lia yelped, finding herself having to duck and weave a face full of hair. "It tickles! Stop!" Lia nearly gasped when, through the blood red cloud of Tigress's hair, an elbow flew out, just barely stopping short of Lia's face, "Eep." The near miss surprised Lia, and her grip on the hammerlock slipped. Trying to keep the momentum, Lia gave Tigress a shove forward. After a beat, Lia would bolt after her, turning a quick bound into a shoulder tackle, hoping now to be the rabbit that pounced upon the tiger.

Luckily for Tigress, her mane aided in saving her from another painful hold and though her attack hit nothing, it was enough to loose her from Lia's grip. She was shoved forward, sent stumbling a bit, but not enough to lose her baalnce completely. She halted and started to turn, ready to unleash her fury upon the bunny gal once more when her opponent charged into her in a blur of speed. Tigress barely had time to widen her eyes before the mass impacted her unprepared form and knocked her off her feet. "Uhhnn!!" Tigress moaned in pain as she hit the mat on her back with Lia perched atop her. The crowd cheered as the bunny successfully pounced the jungle cat.

Beneath Lia's curvy body, Tigress moaned softly, knocked silly from the tackle. Her body was starting to get sore which was a good indicator of just how much punch the little bunny girl packed. Deceptively strong, Tigress felt like she had been in a match with a woman even bigger than she was when in fact it was a girl only a fraction of her size.

Lia came to rest sprawled out atop Tigress. Lia was quite well built for her size, but, then again, so was Tigress. Bringing her down was tougher than it looked, though the audience seemed impressed all the same. The cheers gave Lia just enough of a spark to roll her into action. She pulled herself up, perching her rump upon Tigress. With a wave to the crowd, Lia would hook Tigress's head under her arm in a sitting headlock (Trying to hook as much of that infernal hair in her arm as she could manage) and would lean back, bending the Amazon forward. Lia would then hook her legs around Tigress's midriff, applying a scissors hold at the same time. Lia panted, "Ha... ha.... You don't stay down, do you?"

"Nn...nnhh..." Tigress moaned in response as she was slowly placed into more and more of an uncomfortable position as the bunny gal began to take advantage of the stunned Amazon. Her head hooked up and she winced as her neck felt wrenched from the angle she was at. She bent further and Lia's sexy legs wrapped around her like two anaconda that began to squeeze at Tigress' torso. She gave a slight cry and grit her teeth as the pressure picked up rapidly and it would seem, in an answer to Lia's question, that Tigress DID stay down, at least for now. "Kch.... ghh....." she shifted slightly in discomfort as the hold began to rapidly deplete Tigress' strength reserve. Tigress would hate to admit it, but now the bunny girl had the Tiger in quite a spot of trouble. As Tigress absorbed the damage of the hold, her arms remained flat on the mat while her legs slowly bent, pointing her knees upwards. She might try to use her based feet to bridge out of the hold, but she needed to save up the strength to do so... a feat easier said than done as that same strength was steadily draining from the headlock/scissor