Bunny Bomber vs Lisa Giordanni

"Because we are supposed to fight here!" Lisa replied. "If you are going just to run away, you should have let me pin you... this is kinda weird, you know!"

Lisa was panting a little. At least, she was also recovering her stamina, which was probably going on at a much faster hate than Bunny's hurt areas recovery.

"And, if this match didn't have the ring out, I'd sure be down there, owning you!"

Bunny frowned, reaching back behind herself to rub lightly at her back with one hand. This wasn't going the way she had planned; in fact, she had hoped to lure Lisa outside of the ring for a surprise attack. Realizing that the referee's counting was almost over, she sighed inwardly, calling back up to Lisa one more time. "Small chance of that, fatass!" She called up towards her, finally pushing herself off of the table, taking a single step forward. She eyed Lisa closer for one moment longer, then lunged herself forward, diving under the ropes and back into the ring, trying to scurry quickly up to her feet again before Lisa could begin her assault on the model anew.

Lisa was now not only impatient, but also really upset with Bunny. Of course the smaller girl would need all the space she could get after being assaulted like that... but now she began to taunt her? Come on!

Rushing to the edge of the ring, Lisa was now livid after her opponent said she was fat. "What did you say!?" the Amazon yelled, and just as Bunny would propel herself down, Lisa turns and stomps the back of Bunny's thigh, right for that sciatic nerve to ring pain and numbness to the bold former model. If it could buy her enough time, Lisa will then grab a good hold of that painted childish pink hair and lift the small girl roughly by it... and prepare to use a new move on Bomber.

As Bunny bravely slid into the ring, Lisa's stomp came crashing down on her, striking her right in the spine. Bunny's body jerked up wildly, another scream issuing itself from the model's lips, before she dropped back down to the mat. It seemed Lisa wasn't going to give her a moment to even think of fighting back, and as Lisa grabbed her hair and began to pull her back up to her feet, Bunny couldn't help but whimper helplessly, shuddering in pain from the stomp still.

Lisa kinda missed the mark, but the effect was as good as she desired. The vicious stomp made the ring shake as well as the small body of her opponent, which had her back knocked against the canvas by the Italian's boot.

With her helpless, the Amazon proceeded to pull out a new version of her trademark move, the Bearhug Drop finisher. Roughly pulling the girl up to her feet again, Lisa began to compress Bunny's slim waist with her strong arms while lifting her up to the crowd to watch her.

"Get ready for the ride." Lisa said, with a smile.

Then, the brunette will jump fowards while whipping Bunny's body down, so her generous upper body will be slammed against the ground as both girls felt on a rough landing. "AHHH!! TAKE THIS!!"

It seemed that, for this match at least, Bunny was outmatched by the larger woman, outclassed by the Amazon. Maybe she had underestimated her, and maybe she had just gotten unlucky, but the model was completely at the larger brunette's mercy.

Up to her feet Lisa lifted her, and then around her slender body came Lisa's arms. Once more, Bunny was pulled into a tight bearhug, her body pressed in close to Lisa's, her head tilting back with a loud, shrill cry as the brunette began to crush her body, began to crush the life out of her. She squirmed, writhed in Lisa's hold, trying desperately to think of a way out of this situation, but before she could come up with any kind of solution, Lisa fell forwards.

Bunny's face as she hit the mat was a sight to see. As her spine slammed into the canvas, her face twisted around into a terrible look of agony and pain, a desperate scream coming from her lips once again. Her arms and legs jerked once, and then Bunny went still beneath Lisa, her head rolling to the side, her eyes closing as she began to pant even harder than before, barely having the energy to even whimper at this point.

It was Lisa's finisher, Bearhug Drop, done in a inverted way, that sealed the match and Bunny's fate. While the original version already did considerable damage, the one Lisa used on the model was even more destructive, as the smaller girl landed right on her chest and stomach!

Still holding the bunnygirl's waist under her, Lisa felt her body's stillness and her dim breathing, almost grasping the pain that Bunny would be feeling now. It seemed that her opponent had already taken enough for the night.

Rolling her up, Lisa grabbed Bunny's legs and hooked it over her, and with her arm on her chest pinned her opponent down.

"This is for calling me fat!"

The referee started the count:

"1!" "2!"

After being hit by the Bearhug Drop, Bunny didn't have anything left in her, no fuel left in her tank. She didn't even stir as Lisa slipped onto her body, covering her for the pin. The only movement coming from the model was the slow rising and falling of her chest up against Lisa as she took heavy breaths beneath the Amazon. It was over for Bunny, and everyone in the audience knew it.

The referee hit the mat one final time, slapping the canvas hard as she called out the final count. "Three!" At that sound, the official outside of the ring rang the bell, the crowd instantly bursting into cheers for the match's winner, Lisa.

During the whole time that she was mashing her large breasts with her arm onher fallen opponent, Lisa was holding her breathing with excitement. Bunny was lying motionless, and it seemed that it was an absolute KO. Still, Lisa felt that cold in her stomach as the decisive countdown was made.

"THREE!"

Lisa finally let out her breath, smiling in excitement as she panted on top of the barely conscious Bunny. "Ahaha, how's that?" she said to her opponent, before rising up to her feet and waving energically to the crowd, that cheerished the brunette for her victory, that came harder than she would have expected. Credit had to be given to Bunny, for sure, but for tonight, the victory was given to the Italian Amazon, Lisa Giordanni.

Bunny lied there, panting deeply, her head rolled to the side, as Lisa slipped off of her, the match official ringing the bell and declaring her the victor. She heard the sound of the bell...barely, but she had heard it...and realized that the match was over. Lisa had beaten her; not just beaten her, but completely dominated her, in a way that none of her opponents ever had before.

After several long moments of lying there, Bunny finally opened her eyes, forcing herself to roll over, starting to push herself up to her hands and knees. Looking up at Lisa, listening to her words, she put on a smirk, calling back up to the larger woman, slowly meeting her gaze.

"Hmph...you got lucky tonight, that's all. Next time...heh. Next time, I plan on kicking your fat ass all around this ring, got it...?"