Not Your Mother's Championship - Lillian Byrne (C) vs Mina Takemi

[ADarlingDucky]

VS

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Amy Winehouse, Teach Me Tonight

Dr. Takemi's entrance hit! The arena was shrouded in green light as she stepped out onto the stage, bathed in the hue of envy. She drew in a breath, looked down, and crossed her arms under her breasts. She hugged herself and closed her eyes. Tonight was to be her first shot at the Middleweight Belt. Suddenly both arms exploded out and upwards, a release of the tension and excitement! An explosive promise to the LAW audience that tonight would be a night to remember!

The mature woman walked down the ramp with all the pomp and bravado that befit the Motherweight. Her hips swayed as she moved down the ramp, soaking in the adoration of the fans. She'd developed something of a reputation. One that had brought a number of young women to the barricades to call for her to let them call her Mama. She gave a single smug look in all of their directions. So intimate was it, that each of them would swear she had given it directly to them in particular. The audience grew louder.

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Tonight's attire was special. She had eschewed the envious green she was used to and donned platinum. A precious metal. The leotard was painted on. It hugged the swell of her breasts and traced the curve of her ass. It supported her curves just enough to ensure that they would bounce alluringly with the slightest provocation. It was cut in the classic 80's style, an homage to her roots, with some modern embellishment. It pulled everything tight and made The Motherweight look every bit as sexy as she was powerful.

Once inside the ring she'd lift her palms to the bottom of her bobbed hair, making sure it was perfectly styled. She then placed one foot on the middle turnbuckle and bent over. She tossed a coy knowing look at the audience, daring them to stare. The pose offered the crowd a full view of her curvaceous figure. From her mouth-wateringly luscious lycra-veiled breasts; To the fullness of her thick, pale thighs. And most importantly, her round, plump, and perfect ass.

"Introducing The CHALLENGER! Weighing in at 169 lbs, fighting out of Hokkaido, Japan! She is! The Motherweight! Mina! TAKEMI!"


Mina pushed up onto the turnbuckle and threw her hands in up to bask in her heraldry! The crowd erupted as the magnificent MILF put herself on display in the corner! She'd hop down allowing her thicc backside to jiggle enticingly!

There she'd wait. Arms crossed expectantly under her bust. The time for the Champion to arrive...

Was now.

[ADarlingDucky]

Once more the arena was packed full and the tension in the air was thick, as a crowd gathered and many tuned in from home to watch the middleweight champion defend her championship, this time against the veteran wrestler and crowd pleaser, Mina Takemi! The motherweight was popular, strong, sexy, and confident, all traits that led her to the stage that she was on now, and that showed very plainly in her entrance, as she confidently strode out, aware that her figure was to die for, and that she had all eyes on her, and yet there was one woman in the back who was perhaps the only woman to rival her confidence.

And that woman was the LAW Middleweight Champion herself, Lillian Byrne.

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Once Mina had settled into the ring, Lillian strode out onto the entrance ramp, stepping out with a stone cold look of confidence on her face, un-phased by the reactions of the crowd, her eyes solely locked on the woman who was trying to take her title from her. And with said title wrapped tightly around her waist, Lillian would make her way down the ramp, before stepping up the ring steps and onto the apron, finally sliding between the top and middle rope to enter the squared circle!

There was a moment as Lillian simple stared across from her foe, a cold glare on her face, before it was suddenly broken as a smug, confident smirk crossed her face, and Lillian would undo her belt, taking it off in order to hold it up high! With a confidence in her movements that anyone could see, Lillian would step right up to Mina Takemi, staring down the MILF as she moved until there was scarcely any room in between them, their chests barely touching as the champion raised her belt up high, in a bold display!

"This title... is going NOWHERE. Got that, 'Motherweight?'" Lillian declared confidently, pushing up against Mina even further, in an attempt to bully her contender into backing down!

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Dr. Takemi let her eyes close as her music ended and faded into Lillian's. She took deep, meditative breaths. A hand moved to the back of her neck. It ached suddenly...

It had been a long time since she'd stood in a championship ring. The last time had been more than twenty years ago. The night of her injury. She'd never brought herself to watch the tape. To review the woman and move that had broken her neck. She'd kept it repressed. Like her dreams of wrestling.

And yet. Here she was. Proud and sexy in the center of the largest professional wrestling show in the world. Headlining. And once again, she'd made it to the pinnacle.

Her eyes opened just in time to catch Lillian's cool glare. Her own were blazing. Bright emerald infernos. She grit her teeth and filled her heart with resolve! Tonight would be different!

"You're right. That title will stay right where it is. In this ring. With me. You're the one on her way out, honey!" Lillian stepped into Mina. And rather than backing down, the Motherweight met her!

She was taller than Lillian by a good four inches. Her comically large and heavy breasts weighed heavily upon the Champion's own as she pressed into her. The lines between their bodies were imperceiveable. And with that fire still blazing she met Lillian's eyes. Capturing them. Captivating her. Daring her to stay!

And then she shocked the world. As she took Lillian Byrne, reigning and defending Middleweight Champion; by the mouth. She enveloped her in an intimate and lascivious kiss. A sapphic engagement that would cloud the mind of any young woman lucky enough to taste the tongue of the mighty matriarch!

[ADarlingDucky]

Making her way down to the ring, Lillian had a watchful eye on her opponent as she did so, sizing up Dr. Takemi from the very first second that she laid eyes on the busty woman, the veteran wrestler representing a type of foe Lillian had yet to fight against in order to defend her title! There was a heavy tension in the air, as there always was with a title match, but an "I quit" match in itself offered up something that the crowd simply couldn't tear away from, and that was the promise that one wrestler would have to declare their utter defeat in the most humiliating fashion possible!

Lillian had been in such a match before, and she had one, but the threat of her title on the line, against a veteran of the industry, in a match such as this? The champion's nerves were tingling. Mina was a specialist in matches that Lillian had never engaged in, but there was no doubt that she was as capable as they come in classic match types such as this as well.

Once in the ring, Lillian was quick to step to Mina and get in her personal space, wanting to make an impression on the challenger as early as possible! While it seemed like many were quick to write her off, Lillian was far from dumb, and quite capable of working to intimidate foes in a mental game of sorts. It's just a shame that her temper was quick to ruin most of those efforts.

"That's hilarious. You want me to believe that you're going to take the belt off me? I've seen some of your losses, and aside from sounding like a porn actress, it looks like the only other thing you're good at is submitting." Lillian sneered with a smile, mocking her foe with a confident demeanor behind her words. However, with as close as she was to the MILF, and Mina's personality and modus operandi being what it was, what came next really should have been no surprise.

That of course, being Mina leaning forwards and planting her lips on Lillian's, bold enough to slip her tongue into the champion's mouth for a passionate french kiss!

"MMMH?!" Came the cry of surprise as Mina kissed Lillian, the champion's eyes shooting open wide as she was suddenly pulled into a passionate liplock, the MILF's soft lips caressing her own! Mina's tongue teased her mouth expertly, and Lillian's cheeks went scarlet red immediately, as she was momentarily frozen from the surprise of being french'd in the middle of the ring! And then, when her senses finally did come back to her, she would bring her hands up and shove at Mina's shoulders, trying to break away from the sensual MILF and her surprising tongue assault!

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Dr. Takemi drew in a satisfied breath through her nose. Her eyes fluttered as she immersed herself in the taste of a champion. Her hands found Lillian's hips. Her fingers curled around them, pressing into the supple, sumptuous flesh. Her thumbs guided her forcefully as she drank in her surprised bliss. Mina's purr met Lillian's, their voices mixing and mingling. The sounds slid alongside each other, passing like two ships in the night. On their way to caressing the back of the other woman's throat with their intimate vibrations. Mina's kiss was, in a word... Enchanting.

"Mmmn." Lillian's shove separated their mouths, though they remained connected by a lewd strand of saliva. "You should have watched my matches closer, honey." She licked her lips, breaking their shackles to taste her once more, even if only briefly. "I also specialize in making ice queens like yourself melt all over their panties." She punctuated her sentence with a wink.

Confident that her banter would leave Lillian both scandalized and distracted, she'd suddenly attack! She'd change levels, dropping to a knee before driving her shoulder into Lillian's vulnerable belly! An easily avoidable attack, all Lillian had to do was step back!

Except... She would find herself already pressed against the corner. The hands that had been upon her hips had guided her backwards. Against the boundary of the ring. Like a lover pressed against a wall!

Lillian might have been powerful and technical. But Mina wielded a brand of skill that Lillian was perhaps inexperienced in. The feminine wiles of a mature woman. She was a woman who'd made a career of disassembling young women piece by piece. Starting at their libido!

[ADarlingDucky]

There were many approaches that people had taken to try and get at Lillian, and the vast majority of them had been severely ineffective in their attempts to play a game of mental warfare with the champion, but almost none of those women had attempted what Mina Takemi was attempting here and now! Pulling in the champion by a grip she took on her hips, Mina would boldly liplock the holder of the middleweight belt, Lillian's eyes shooting open wide as Mina's tongue invaded her mouth, her challenger pulling her into a surprise liplock, taking advantage of how close the two were, Lillian unknowingly having walked herself into such a position!

Lillian was stunned enough by the kiss that a few, seemingly endless moments passed by, all with Mina pressing tightly to the champion with an intimate kiss, her hands finding Lillian's hips to pull her even closer together! Lillian could scarcely believe what was happening as Mina's tongue initiated a separate wrestling match with her own, and it was only after a few long moments of an intimate kiss did she push the older woman away from her, red faced and at a loss for words!

"Wh... what the fu- UUGH!" Lillian let out a grunt as she suddenly found herself cut off, Mina dropping low and ramming a sturdy shoulder right into the champion's midsection!

The blow came in the midst of Lillian trying to get her wits about her, and even a last second attempt to step back would not save the champion from having her breath stolen from her, as Mina had managed to work her into the corner while Lillian was distracted! And with the turnbuckles behind her refusing to give at all, that meant the only thing that could was Lillian's poor stomach, as she found herself starting the match being wedged into the corner as Mina slammed her with a move that left her firmly sandwiched, breathless and with Mina in taking control!

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The Motherweight wiped her mouth, briefly hiding a confident smirk. Mmhmm. That did it. Lillian Byrne, for all her strength and success, was still vulnerable to attacks on her psyche.

Perhaps she'd become complacent in the untouchable aura developed during her title reign. Comfortable in her intimidating position at the top. But Dr. Takemi had no reason to be intimidated. She was already living the dream she thought had been stolen from her. She wasn't afraid of having a title opportunity fall short. She wasn't fighting for fame or prestige. She was here to test her body and will against other powerful women! To feel the thrill of making another woman tap; or moan. Mina Takemi wasn't wrestling for a title. She was wrestling for wrestling!

"What's wrong Lil? You didn't like kissing my lips?" She mused as she took a few steps away from the woman, turning with a sway of her hips. She presented her backside to her younger opponent. "Perhaps you'd prefer to kiss something else?" She gave a suggestive pull of her leotard. The friction made her cheeks glow red. And when she released her attire, her massive ass dropped with a hypnotic jiggle.

And then she took off! She charged at Lillian Byrne! Turning suddenly when she was only an inch away from her! And slammed herself into the champion's face, ass first! Crushing her head against the turnbuckle with all of her body weight behind her! And forcing her face deep within the warm, pillowy confines of her backside.

"There? Do you like this better? Such a pervert..."

If Lil didn't move, then neither would Mina. She was planning to keep her there, trapped and smothered. Her knees bent and her back bowed! Her hands rested upon her thick, bare thighs! The position had her squatting, putting emphasis on her incredible ass as it hid Lillian's face from the world.

The crowd began to roar! Dr. Takemi was about to subject Lillian Byrne to an old favorite of hers! A move that pleased the crowd as much as it did the MILF. Though, the champion might not have been so enthused...

[ADarlingDucky]

There were many things that Lillian had prepared for in her rigorous hours of training, slaving away in the gym in order to make sure that she was equipped and ready to deal with every single scenario that could possibly have met her in the ring, no matter what shape or size. She trained her body hard until she would be classified as a monster in terms of strength, a keen mind to keep her in line with even the most devious of ring smart plotters, and drilled many forms of mat wrestling, in the event that she ever encountered a technician that would attempt to take her down and tie her into knots, turning herself into a wrestling machine.

But the one thing that the brunette had never, NEVER prepared for, was a woman who kissed her before the bell had even rang, slipping her tongue into Lillian's mouth in a passionate smooch that would have heated the face of even the most stoic lover. She had not at all been ready for that very woman to have stood in front of her today, and she was most certainly not ready for that very woman, now revealing herself as Mina Takemi, to use such an intimate action to craftily control her, pushing her into the corner as her tongue wrestled Lillian's into submission!

It was so shocking that the shoulder that crashed into the champion's stomach afterwards might as well have been akin to a sledgehammer, as no attempt at defense was even made from the shocked brunette, and she fell hard onto her ass against the turnbuckle! Such a position was practically asking for trouble, and Mina's taunting confirmed as much, as Lillian, breathless and still shaking off her daze, could only watch helplessly as she turned around, tugging slowly on her attire and wedging it even deeper in her ass, her plump, round cheeks jiggling as she let it go, shaking with an excess of motion that only such a plump and enticing behind could possess!

"Nnngh... what...?" Lillian groaned, Mina's words almost floating past her, though she seemed just cognoscente to catch them before they were too far gone! What she wouldn't catch, however, was when Mina, after giving herself a nice, thorough wedgie, took off across the ring and swung around at the last second, throwing her massive, delectable ass into the champion's face!

"MMMPH! Mmmmgghh..." There was a grunt from Lillian as Mina's hefty backside hit her square in the face, but with nowhere for her head to go, she was left dazed in the corner as the MILF settled comfortably onto the champion's face, boldly making it her own seat! Mina's pillowy asscheeks covered Lillian's whole face, nearly reaching her ears, so large was the MILF's behind, and they hid the dazed, humiliated, bright red face of the champion, just aware enough of her position to feel mortified but still too stunned to stop it!

And as Mina bent down, placing her hands on her thighs, Lillian's face only seemed to sink deeper into her buttcrack, as she stinkfaced the middleweight champion with complete and total ease! Lillian might have been too stunned to figure out what to do, but Mina seemed ready to humiliate the champ, and for now, poor Lillian was coming along for the ride!

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She had wondered what the face of a champion would feel like as it parted her cheeks. "Just like everyone else's." She finished the thought aloud with a pensive disappointment. "You're just a regular woman like the rest of us, Ms. Byrne. What do you say Mama treats you to a little something as a reminder of that!"

She didn't bother waiting for an answer. She was certain it would be little more than hot air caressing her most sensitive places. And she was going to squeeze that out of her in the form of pained squealing anyway! "Iku-zo!!" Mina threw a fist up as an appeal to the crowd and they erupted!

And then the twerking started.

Mina's hips dropped and thrust backward as if they were hydraulic! A sudden lowering of level followed by a battering hip attack that would crush the champion's skull once more against the turnbuckle. But more importantly, force her deeper within Dr. Takemi's dominant smother! And the crowd cheered "1!"... Oh no.

Mina was relentless in her booty battering. Her palms braced themselves on her bare hips and ensured that she had all the leverage she needed to repeatedly crash her ass against the champion! "2! 3! 4!" The audience was more than pleased to be a part of the debaucherous show! "5! 6! 7!" By this point, the smother would have been forced so deep that Lillian's cries of pain would be forced into little more than open-mouthed worship!

"8!" Her plump, alabaster ass jiggled against Lillian's face! "9!" Mina's own cheeks were red, her lip caught between her teeth as she indulged in the forceful treat! "OoooOOooh!" The crowd wound up as Mina's dropped that ass lower than it had been in any of the previous ones! And then launched herself against Lillian, pulling her feet off the canvas in a final mouth-watering hip attack! '"10!!!!"

The bouquet stink face. A crowd-pleasing signature maneuver that Lillian Byrne would never forget. It was responsible for ruining her face and Mina's leotard both. Something she would be intimately aware after having it smeared -all- over her mouth and nose!