Hope vs. Tara Underground Leauge Pro-Style Fight in Tribute to Tara’s Mother
By JeremyD and Tara (a friend who was going through a rough time)

As Hope was going about the fight leagues with her catfighting and other styles she found a club that did prostyle wrestling matches. It didn’t really bother her that they were called an underground fight club; it was just another way to perfect her skills. About a week after working this club, a young woman by the age of eighteen came up her with an unusual request.
“Um, Hope,” the young woman said sadly, “Can I ask you a question.”
“Sure you can, Tara,” Hope smiled.
“Um, well…My mother just died recently after a long battle of cancer.”
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry,” Hope sighed. She was remembering her grandfather’s own bout with cancer years ago and how it claimed his life.
“Well I want to dedicate a match to her and I want to wrestle against you.
“I would be honored,” Hope said.
“Well there’s a catch. I just don’t want you to lay down for me. I want a straight up match like we always do around her.”
“Are you sure,” Hope said. “I’d gladly lay down for you to honor your mother.”
“No,” Tara quickly said. “My mother would want me to fight. Win or lose, she would be happy.”
“Okay then, when are we going to do this.”
“Saturday night. It’s the main event.”
Hope nodded and then the two went their separate ways. The week drug on for Hope was nervous about beating Tara in this match. Yet, she knew Tara was one hell of a fighter for just being eighteen years old. Finally, the night of the fight was here. Both girls mentally prepared themselves for what was to come.
The crowd was huge for this match as everyone knew what it was about. The announcer got in the ring and said some kind words about Tara’s mother before introducing her as she walked down the aisle to the ring.
“Introducing first,” the announcer said with a smile, “She’s the eighteen year old sexy sweetheart Tara! She’s 5’4 and weighs 94lbs. She’s dressed in a white pair of silk bikini panties and matching bra. She also is wearing the soft white elbow and kneepads her mother gave her when she joined up in this league as well as a pair of white ankle boots. Everyone say hello to the Sexy Teen Sweethart….TARA.”
The crowd is on their feet cheering for the teen. Some of Tara’s family was in attendance tonight and had tears in their eyes as they knew what this match meant to Tara. The announcer hugged her before announcing Hope. As the announcer turned his attention to the other fighter, Tara got in her corner bouncing and waving to the fans.
“And now her opponent, she’s wearing her blue bikini and matching elbow pads as well as ankle boots. She’s billed as 5’4 120lbs. She’s one of your fan favorites as well. She’s the All-American Girl, Hope Clarskon!” Hope enters the ring and leans in her corner looking over at Tara. She smiles at her, but she keeps hearing Tara’s words of not holding back. Hope shakes her head as the bell rings. Tara comes out of her corner pulling down on her kneepads making sure they are snug on her legs. As she does this the bikini bottoms begin to rise up her bottom almost becoming thong like and showcasing her young ass. She finally adjusts her elbow pads before slapping her hands together in the center of the ring begging Hope to face her.
Hope does come out of her corner and she too adjusts herself to match Tara’s image with her bikini bottoms wedged up her ass. She comes out circling Tara, who matches her move for move. Hope then claps her hands together before raising them up for a test of strength. “Show me what you got, teen beauty,” Hope said trying to get into the fight.
Tara smiled as Hope gave her the opening she needed and grabbed at one of Hope’s wrists putting it in between her 34B breasts into a wristlock putting some hurt onto Hope. The move caught Hope off guard as she grunted with the pain.
“Clever girl,” Hope said before slamming into her with her free arm catching the young teen with a clothesline. Tara coughs as she hits the canvas hard. She clutches her throat trying to get in some much needed air as her boots tap the canvas. Hope now fully in wrestling mode shakes her head as she circles Tara as she’s down on the mat. Shrugging her shoulders Hope stomps down on Tara’s unprotected belly.
Tara cries out in pain as her stomach is being crushed, but Hope doesn’t let up as she continues her stomping of the younger girl. Tara’s cries soon turn to whimpers as tears roll down her cheeks. Hope finally stops her stomping, much to Tara’s relief and parades around the ring with her hands up in the air. The crowd naturally boos her, but Hope doing what she promised shrugs off the crowd. She leans down and grabs the smaller girl by the air attempting to suplex her in the middle of the ring. Tara offers little fight as she’s hoisted up in the air, but Hope has a devilish smile on her face. Instead of going for the suplex, changes Tara’s position and slams her back down on her knee in a powerful backbreaker.
Tara screams out in pain at the top of her lungs making some of her fans even cringe as they feel what she is feeling. Hope just smiles as she rolls Tara off of her leg and goes for the quick pin on her smaller opponent. The crowd is begging the teen sweetheart to kick out. The ref makes his count and even Hope is whispering into the ear of Tara to kick out.
Tara did at the count of two much to relief of the crowd and even Hope. Thankfully, Tara got her shoulder up at the count of two, but collapses back to the mat. Hope’s eyes though, tell another story. She was actually surprised she kicked out in the first place. Hope picks up Tara by her arm again this time whipping her into one of the corners hard. Tara crashes in chest first causing her to cry out again in pain. She falls back to the mat spread eagled. Hope quickly runs in and goes for another pin. This time a cocky one pulling her legs up over Tara’s head and sitting on them. Tara grunts as the ref quickly makes the count of one. Hope adding insult to the pin pulls back on Tara’s bikini panties causing a wedgie, but deep down is wondering if Tara still has some fight left in her. The ref brings his down for the count of two. The crowd is on the edge of their seats begging Tara to kick out. Tara however, just lets out a small whimper as her body goes limp. The ref slams his hand back down for the count of three. The crowd boos wildly as Hope has beaten the teen beauty.
The ref tries to raise Hope’s hand in victory as she quickly gets off Tara. She’s mad because she beat Tara in the tribute match to her mother. The crowd even hated her for it. Hope knew she had to fix this and quick. Quickly she asks for a microphone so she can speak to the crowd to calm them down.
“I know you all hate me for what I did here tonight, but Tara asked me not to hold back. I wanted to. I wanted to be the one pinned tonight, but Tara would not let me lie down for her! Sadly, that’s the way these fights go. Your favorite doesn’t win. However, your true winner here tonight is not me. It’s that young girl right here. Tara came out here despite all her pain and heartache. She is the true winner and watch her, she will turn this league upside down. It was an honor to fight you Tara, and I will fight you again, but tonight, you won this match because you gave it your all.”
Hope finishes that by pulling Tara into a bug hug. Tara accepts the hug with tears in her eyes.
“Thank you Hope, my mom would be proud.”
“She’ll always be with you. Never lose your courage and keep fighting.”
The crowd cheers as Hope raises Tara’s arm after the hug pointing at her. Hope helps her young friend out of the ring and into the back.