Ann brings Kitty down

Ann and Kitty charged each other, Kitty grabbing her shoulder and giving her a quick toss to the mat. Ann rolled and recovered quickly, running again only to receive another sling to the mat. She growled in frustration, blowing her hair from her face as she ran and tackled Kitty around the knees.

Kitty tried to crawl for the ropes, but Ann held onto her legs. “Not so fast, little punk.” She took hold of Kitty’s leg, standing up and twisting it as she groaned in pain.
“Now to strip you outta this lame ass costume!” Ann grabbed Kitty by the tail, planting her foot on the catgirl’s butt and pulling.

“NYAAA!” Kitty yowled in pain, kicking her feet and pounding the mat with her fists. “The hell… this is really on there good,” Ann muttered.
“Cuz it’s real!” Kitty cried.
“Bull! Besides, as long as it hurts this much, might as well make sure this thing comes OFF!” Ann pulled hard again, making Kitty shriek even louder.