Post by hawkeye on Jan 10, 2022 1:48:53 GMT
OUR FUCKIN HEAD SPLIT- NECRO
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“From Phoenix, Arizona by way of Atascadero … Standing at five feet, three inches… weighing in at one hundred and twenty-three pounds… No longer a Squire, she is The Polish Pitbull, The Beautiful Berserker, DANICA DADAL!!”
DANICA DADAL
Through the curtains with a toothy grin on her face, stepping out confidently is the once sweet and supportive Squire to the virtuous Victoria Hackenschmidt’s Knight. Danica has embraced her inner wild child and threw away her mental hang-ups to become a two-fisted tornado that beats down anything that moves friend or foe. The pro wrestling community has taken this new “No Holds Barred” Danica, partially due to the Polish Pitbull’s finally leaning into her jaw-dropping sexuality. The honey blonde breaks into a full smile at the uproarious reaction to her second entrance in a FAWN singles match, the tip of her tongue darting out between her rows of teeth; Dadal spread her arms wide and did a little twirl like she was trying on a new dress for prom.
She wore her now standard white, shiny pants that looked painted on for tonight's contest. The hemline started just above the curve of her peach-shaped ass; along each leg were silver buttons that travel down the mid-calf where the pants bell-bottomed out over her white boots. Long, honey-blond hair in a loose ponytail via silver scrunchy, Danica smiles coyly at the reaction she’s receiving and saunters down the ramp with a bit of a light-hearted swagger in her step. The sassy stride gives her bra busters an enticing wobble as she reaches out to slap the hands of fans.
Her sleeveless blouse is tucked neatly into her pants, a line of silver buttons on the white shirt are visibly straining to keep Danica’s mountainous mammaries hidden from the lustful peepers of the audience. She strolls down the ramp on bare feet, long honey blonde hair in a loose ponytail swishing with each step of her white boots, reaching out to hi-five a fan when she felt like it.
"Come on, new girl I'm a borrowed wrestler, so you're on borrowed time!"
Pausing at the top of the ramp behind the curtain, Jilly waits to be announced, "And making her debut tonight, from Cardiff, right there in Welsh Wales, it's Jilly Heath!"
To the sound of Welsh rugby clubhouse anthem "Delilah!" Jilly runs down the ramp and into the ring in her black basque, knickers and boots.
JILLY HEATH
RING GEAR
"C'mon then, dopey! Let's wrestle!"
Danica leans back a couple of times against the ropes before stepping toward the Brit, "Dopey? That's a new one." She darts forward takes Jilly in an elbow and collar, taking Jilly by surprise. The debuting ingénue gets aggressive to regain ground, "Get used to it! That's what you are!"
She shoves the Polish-American away and grabs at Danica's hands in a Test of Strength, not wanting the American to get control Jilly thinks she can out brawn the busty brawler.
They go back and forth in the tie a few times, Danica throws herself bodily in those close quarters; her mammoth mammaries flatten Jilly’s jubblies, the rookie flinches, leaving an opening for Danica to get behind with a standing switch, the LAW wrestler tries for a German Suplex but Jilly blocks by hooking a leg around one of the blonde’s. Danica puts the squeeze on her feisty foe and growls into Heath’s ear.
"I was hoping my first Brit would be a London or a Sinclaire, never heard of you."
"F*ck you!" snaps Jilly, as she slams her elbow backwards, connecting with Danica’s cheek, the blonde is stunned but her grip is still strong so Jilly follows up with a mule kick up between Danica's legs. "Oohooh!!" The Polish Pitbull doubles over with hands tending to her center and backs away on shaky legs, not expecting a low blow this early. She curses Jilly between heaves, "You cheap bytch!" Jilly grins, proud to have angered her opponent, and grabs a handful of blonde hair, pulling Danica's head downwards, her knee poised to drill into that pretty face of LAW’s Top Dog.
Daina gets her palm in the way in time; she can’t fully block the hit so the back of her hand bangs into her nose, still hurts like a mother f- but it’s not a knock-out blow.
Danica is blasted onto her back with knees slightly tucked, so Jilly moves towards her opponent and makes to grab at her ankles. Getting hold of them she twists the blonde over onto her belly, Jilly drops one foot to grip the other with both hands and starts an ankle lock- Danica kicks out her plant foot dropping Jilly hard on her knee, the Brit lets go of Dadal’s dainty ankle leaving the wildcard free to take Jilly to ground and put her in a headlock to buy time. Danica’s nethers are still radiating waves of pain that make her feel numb in the fingers.
Daddy Dadal flexes her deceptively strong arm around Heath’s noggin, hissing, “I'm gonna pop you like a balloon for that, redcoat!" Jilly grunts as she goes down, and gasps when she feels Danica's arms wrapping themselves around her head, again trying to wrap her fingers between the American's to prise herself free. Danica puts some torque on that headlock to wrench Jilly's neck and give her a sideboob scrub then quickly maneuvers to atop the brawler's back, looking to end the match early with a camel clutch.
Now Jilly's facedown on the canvas, and Danica's doing what she can to lock her fingers together under her chin, she's bridging the rookie backwards, and this hurts! Jilly's arms are spread wide, but maybe she can just buck her flexible body enough to dislodge Danica. The Polish Pitbull rides through Heath's bucking- but just barely. Her lower limbs still numb from the mule kick, Danica has to put a foot on the canvas to maintain the mount and puts a knee in Jill's back. cranking up on the British beauty's chin for a modified clutch.
Jilly squeals as Danica adjusts her position and thuds her bony knee into the small of her back, then she's bucking again, twisting her body as she pants, "Get the f*ck off me!" Danica replies with a curt "No," and tries to snap her in two, "You can tap or submit, either way, I'm folding you like laundry!"
Acting in anger Danica digs her knee in Heath's spine for some extra pain, sacrificing a little stability for pettiness. A scream from Jilly's lips makes Danica's fans cheer, but the noise seems to distract the American babe, and, coupled with her twisting and buckling, Jilly seems to be getting herself out of trouble, Danica struggling to keep her cinched in the submission.
Danica really wants to make the FAWN freshwoman feels some pain, "Come on!" she reefs on Jill's chin, "tap you-whoa!"
Jill spins with the lurch removing the knee from her back and putting her face to face with the Polish pitbull, and pulls her into a small package! Jilly wasn't having much fun tonight, but having got herself out of trouble, she makes an effort to pin her tormentor, rolling over her and pointing the LAW Dog's underrated ass to the lights. Danica wriggles her legs trying to squirm free but she's locked down tight.
The ref slaps One! Two! Danica kicks out! Flipping over to all fours and scooting away to regroup. They both scramble up and throw themselves against each other in another elbow and collar. Such instant dislike from competitors who did not meet till tonight! Heath's not surprised that Danica kicked out, but the attempted pin bought her a few precious recovery seconds, and she's going to use them to the fullest. Danica slips out of the lock up and goes behind Jilly, but the rookie hiptosses the bra-busting blonde over her shoulder.
Danica thuds against the canvas and rolls to hands and knees frustrated. A pair of brawny arms circle her middle and lift the LAW wrestler. Danica kicks and grabs at the air as she gains momentum before Jill drives the blonde’s head and shoulders against the padded plywood. The British brawler holds the bridge for a pin, giving the camera a clear shot of her center through the count.
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Again, the referee counts "One! Two!" Danica kicks out, but she's not up quickly enough, and Jilly Smashes an elbow drop into her back Grabbing her arms, one by one, she tries to take Danica out with a basement Full Nelson. Dadal's chin is forced to her pneumatic chest as Jill applies ungodly pressure, with an added effect of dizziness as Jill rapidly whips her side to side, and peppers her back with the odd knee. Dadal closes her eyes to decrease vertigo and gets her feet under her, forcing the entwined duo to stand with a slow burpee.
Even when still locked in the Full Nelson, Danica still has the temerity to threaten, "Gonna leave you tied in knots and knocked out by my knockers, new girl!" Jilly's losing control of the hold, and now Danica's beginning to bend her over, her knees starting to quiver a little. Danica forces her back straight then sticks her arms straight up. Kicking out her legs, Danica drops on her shapely ass and out of the hold, the vivacious LAW lady yanks on Heath's ankles, cracking her chin against the ring floor before swinging a leg over to sit on Heath’s back and work her leg with a Half-crab.
Suddenly, Danica has turned the tables on Jilly, and the lovely Brit is squealing as her more experienced opponent cinches in a cruel submission, which she's trying to combat by crawling to the ropes, her arms dragging the rest of her body and Danica’s across the ring floor.
Danica's trying to rip Jill's leg out of the socket, but the Fist of Cardiff will not be impeded. Still pissed about the crotch shot, Danica flattens a hand into a spade and SLAPS Jilly between the legs!
"Awwwww!" squeals Jilly, as Danica slaps her right on her pussy, and she curls up into a ball, rolling over gradually onto her hands and knees, spotting Danica approaching quickly.
"Com'ere!" Danica takes two handfuls of brown locks and hauls Jill to her feet. Jill drives a right fist into Danica's Solar Plexus then places her head under the stunned blonde's chin and drops to seat, staggering the Pitbull with a lovely Jawbreaker! The debuting damsel immediately scoops up Danica's feet, bends her over at the waist and tries her version of a folding Press.
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Heath grits her teeth trying to use all her weight to keep the top-heavy lightweight down for the three but Danica explodes out at two and half. Jill slaps the mat in frustration rips Daddy Dadal off the mat by the hair- and eats a toe kick! Jill is semi-stunned with that kick to the gut, letting Danica lift the breathless brawler in the air and slamming her down with an Olympic Slam! The first half of her finisher, Wotjek's Revenge!
WOTJEK’S REVENGE- PART 1
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The Brit on her back, seemingly there for the taking, a growling Danica raises a deadweight Jill with a headlock. This one's just for emphasis- Rolling Cutter!
WOTJEK’S REVENGE- PART 2
www.youtube.com/watch?v=U6-HC-FV6O0
Jilly's finished. Completely out of it as Danica rolls her over for the pin, she slides around to Jill's head and slaps her breasts on her face for a smother pin. The British newcomer is lifeless and breathing in titty sweat for the One! Two! Three!
DING! DING! DING!
Your winner... Danica Dadal!