Melissa has the advantage

Peppy continued to ignore her opponent and dance and play to the crowd as Melissa quietly watched for an opening. The opening came when Peppy climbed up on the ropes and straddled the top one, bucking her hips back and forth. She threw her head back, pantomimeing moaning in passion.

That's when Melissa struck. She ran forward, grabbed Peppy around the waist and suplexed her off the ropes and into the ring.

"This is how you wrestle, you stupid little bitch."

Peppy panicked and tried to get away, but Melissa was behind her. She grabbed her arms and pulled her over backwards. Melissa's thicker, much more powerful legs coiled around and over Peppy's, immobilizing them and spreading them apart.

"Get offa me, you cow! Ouch! Owwwwww!" Peppy whined in pain as her legs were stretched out past her comfort point. She started to scream again, but Melissa wrapped one arm around her neck from in front, putting Peppy in a beast choker hold.

Peppy was in deep trouble and in a lot of pain. Melissa was stretching her legs so wide she felt like she was going to tear in half at the crotch. And Melissa's bicep was digging into the side of her neck, cutting off her air. She only had one free hand...