Ranked Match for Spot #8: Ange Kin Vs Heather Sunderland

Still focusing on rubbing her back, Ange looked up at Heather until it was already too late. "GUUAAHHHH!!" She screamed out, eyes widening, spittle flying out of her wide open mouth as her opponent's shoulder drove deep into her stomach. Her upper body then fell on top of the girl's back, arms falling limp and dangling in mid-air beside each of Heather's sides, her large breasts pressing against the girl's back. She let out a soft groan from her lips, blanking out for a moment as that move had taken out all the remaining air in her lungs.

Colliding with her shoulder into Ange's gut, Heather would smirk and let out a satisfied sigh. She felt as if she was just taking apart the girl now, just as she had done to her earlier in the match. It was only a matter of time Heather thought before she would be able to claim her spot on that rankings list, taking her one step closer to reaching the top. As she would remain with her shoulder pressed into the girl's gut for a second, she would feel her body limp over, hear her groaning, and then feel the girl's large breasts press against her back. "Kh.." Heather would let out with a bit of a reddened face before bringing her body up and shoving Ange's shoulders back into the corner.

"Don't...do that." Heather would say as she would stare at the girl for a few seconds. She would shake her head before attempting to wrap her arms around Ange and lift her up to sitting on the top rope.

Ange would be forced back against the corner in a rough manner, her large breasts shaking a bit, letting out a weakened groan before she would be lifted up, sitting on the top rope. "W-Wha..." She muttered, trying to shake her head side to side. She wanted to get back in this, but with the recent blow to her stomach, she couldn't do much, only clutching her own stomach with both hands in total pain.

"That spot..is mine." Heather would let out after she would successfully place Ange onto the top rope. She could taste victory only inches away as she looked up at Ange. Gripping the ropes, Heather would climb up them, standing on the top just in front of the girl. "Now...Stand up! Heather would say before reaching her arms underneath Ange's trying to pick her up to standing.

If she would be able to do this, Heather would wrap her arms around the girl's head, preparing herself with a grin. Turning herself around so she faced the ring, she would attempt to leap off the turnbuckle with Ange in tow, attempting to hit her with her finishing move the Sky High Cutter.

Weakly looking at Heather in the eyes, her face nearly made Ange throw up. "N-No!" She yelled in defiance, but that wouldn't matter as Heather's arms reached underneath her and she would be forced up standing. Feeling her head wrapped around, her eyes widened, her hands trying to pry Heather's arms off. "W-Wait!" She yelped, but that didn't matter as the two leaped off, and the girl's face and tits would be hit splat on the mat. She would immediately rebound and flop onto her back, her legs and arms spread out and her head gently falling onto its side, her eyes softly closed and as she let out a long groan, her mind rattled from that face plant.

As the two landed, Heather would land on her back in the move, taking a good deal of impact, but much much less than Ange. She would let out a long breath as she stared up at the lights, a big smile on her face. The feeling she got from hitting that move was just unreal, but she wasn't done. The rush and the urge was overcoming her and she would immediately give into it, wanting more, almost as if the air she flew through was like a drug to her, she just couldn't get enough of it.

"I could....Probably...beat you here but..I have something else for you." Heather would let out as she would slowly stand up. Glancing over at Ange, she would step over the girl before heading to the corner nearest to her. Letting out another long breath, Heather would grip the top rope tightly. Quickly, she would leap onto the second rope before bouncing off that and onto the top rope where she would leap off again and attempt to hit Ange with a corkscrew moonsault in a move she called The Sundersault 2.0.

In her own little world, Ange was just thinking about what just happened. She had a huge roll going on, but all that suddenly ended. Was it something she said? Was it something she did? Weakly opening her eyes, they widened when she just saw Heather flying in, and the other girl's body splashed across her tummy with such momentum. "GGAAHHHHH!!!!" She screamed out, spittle flying out of her mouth as her body and limbs jumped, before her limbs flew out and she immediately passed out, her head tilting to the side once more, her large breasts heaving up and down. She was utterly defeated.

Landing that incredible move that Heather perfected over the years, she would get up on her knees, taking a deep breath in enjoyment of the whole situation before she would look down at Ange. "Maybe that was a bit much, but that's what you get. Will teach you to mess with me like you did. Heather would let out before grinning wide.

Taking the time to bask in the moment that was happening, Heather would finally lay over Ange and hook her leg, going for the cover. The ref would quickly slide into the pin, slamming her hand down to begin the count. "1...2.."

"3!" And the bell would ring, signifying the end of the match, while Ange continued to remain unconscious after that powerful corkscrew moonsault, effectively putting her out for quite a while.

As the ref hit the mat for the third time, signifying Heather's victory. She would get back up onto her knees as her music played throughout the arena. She had done it, she'd secured her spot in the Friction rankings, proving the girl wrong. Grinning widely, Heather would uncharacteristically run to the corner and stand up on the middle rope, raising her hands up as she was met with a mixed reaction from the crowd. She was incredibly proud of herself and her accomplishment tonight, but she wasn't done with the girl.

Jumping off the ropes, Heather would walk over to Ange before she would sit down on the girl's stomach, mounting her as she looked into her face as she lie there out cold. "Hey! Wake up!" Heather would say as she would aim a vicious slap to the side of Ange's face. "You forgot my promise for your humiliation didn't you? How rude." Heather would say with a smirk as she would slap her again if she wasn't awoken by the first.