Holding my knee against your face, I look down at you quietly writhing in pain, knowing that crotch shot did something to you, I mean, you dropped to your knees from it, I can only imagine what you're going through now that my knee has beaned your face like it was your crotch. I grind my knee into your face and begin to hear you laughing hysterically, "This crazy bitch does not know when she's had enough..." I say to myself aloud and the crowd laughs in agreement. As I try to pull my knee back and slam it into your forehead, wanting to further throw off your equilibrium, I pull my knee off your face and reload, you spring into action, wrapping your arms around my thighs and jumping like a frog, tackling me to the canvas while my hands remain tangled in your hair and your arms wrapped around my lower body. With your head resting on my stomach, we both pause for a second. I feel you trying to pull your arms from underneath me and I do the same, taking my right hand out of your hair, creating a fist and unloading on your vulnerable face, "Uh uh bitch." I say through my breaths, as I pull my arm back and connect my fist to your nose, then your cheek, then your forehead, continuing to punch you, hoping to knock some sense into you or at least a sense of time as we're almost at the half way point and your ass has been getting beat from the start. The crowd begins to groan, watching your big ass bounce each time my fist connects to your face, "C'mon gurl, I know you got more than that..." I taunt as I swell your pretty face.
I'm enjoying the way you bring the fight to me and it will only get better as time goes on. I knew my hair would be an attractive point for you, as well as the fact that you fight like a ghetto bitch. And no referee here in the ring with us is even better than it sounds right now. I know you want to control me by the hair but when you toss that knee into my nose, all hell breaks loose. I'm sure we ain't reacting too much to each other's blows because the match just started and we have full tanks of energy, but when my own eyes start to water and I feel a trickle of blood from my nostril, it's time for fucking payback. I use my legs to shoot myself into you, shoulder into gut, as I grab those meaty thighs and hoist you enough off of your feet to land you to your back and booty, paying attention to keep those thighs from getting around my waist as I start hammering punches into your chest and face, hoping to score a split lip or bloody nose from you too. "How you like the ghetto gutter now, HO"??.
Great matchup! As much as I dislike her, Brianna is too much for Charma.
Thanks for your support Sam

Damn!!! I haven't been here in a long while and look what I come back to !! Two big thick Sistas throwing down on each other like there ain't no tomorrow. This one is going to be real hard to vote on yet, because it could go either way. I can tell by the way they shit talk each other, neither one will be willing to give up easily. 
Yeah, Charmin seems to get stronger as she gets smeared with more shit, at least she's good to look at
