Minerva vs Chelsea - (Collab) (Pixiv Fanbox)

Another user recently made this great fan art of Chelsea & His Character Minerva. I made a short story to pair with it. Enjoy! (P.S. Part 3 of Chelsea's Comment match will be out soon (=) It had been 30 minutes of heated battle. The Young American and the former Champ stood across from each other, both teetering, both knowing the next move would probably push ONE of them to their limits. Chelsea gritted her teeth, *This should've been easy. * in fact, it had been WAY too close for comfort. Just a few moments ago she came inches from losing! It was the Goodnight Moon. The Pretty Blonde had found her face stuffed in Minerva's plump chest. Soon air deprivation had her rag-dolled in Kruger's toned arms. Yet suddenly she was released and left leaning against the ropes, huffing and puffing. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a red and blue blur as Minerva charged in like a bull before leaping into the air. *SUPERMAN PUNCH* Minerva threw the whole weight of her body behind a STIFF right to Chelsea's Glass Jaw. The punch left her spinning like a top, her tongue sticking out to the side and her eyes crossed. Soon though she flopped onto the mat making the ring tremble on impact, Her legs and arms splayed wide like a starfish. Minerva wasted no time, Falling on top of Chelsea's Belly and hooking the Blondes Limber leg for a deep pin. "ONE!" ... "TWO" .. *THR--* The ref stopped herself short. The KO'd Veteran had used her honed intuition to just barely tap the bottom rope with her big toe. "Sorry, Minerva... Rules are rules..." The ref said with a sympathetic shrug. At this point, the plucky face could've stomped Chelsea's lights out while she was still down but... That wasn't her style. Instead, she stepped away and gave her opponent a fighting chance. *Very Honorable... Very stupid...* Chelsea though with contempt. Now back to the present, Minerva Charged in once again. This time Chelsea had an answer. She swung her thick leg up and in-between Minerva's legs. The low blow left her out of breath and keeled over. The Veteran immediately seized her arm and whipped her into the corner turnbuckles. With surprising swiftness, she dashed to the turnbuckles directly opposite Minerva. She paused just a moment, leaning back like an Olympic sprinter. Boom! She shot forward, closing the distance in the blink of an eye. *CRASH* The Champ slammed into her opponent like a runaway train. The damage to Minervas' chest made milk spurt into the air. Whatever remained of the young Americans' Stamina was shattered. After squeezing Minervas' limp-twitching body just a few seconds longer Chelsea relented. With some serious exertion, The Champ dragged her heavy opponent into the center of the ring. With expert quickness, she hooked Minervas leg and pressed her shoulders to the mat, mainly with the sheer mass of her body. "ONE!" "TWO!" "THREE!!" Chelsea cradled the defeated girl in her arms. Sensing an opportunity she knelt down and gently smooched Minervas neck, Moving her way up until their lips finally locked! The drawing and the OC "Minerva" were provided by Automiton0. user/56657200 https://www.deviantart.com/sentai-kamen