It was a rare day for Karen Starring - if only from the fact that the crowd was fully behind the busty bluenette. Despite being as dislikable as could be, the fact that Karen had taken a step back from both interacting verbally with her would-be opponents and LAW Twitter (though the latter would not be by choice) had almost left the fans forgetting just what kind of woman she was.
Instead, they saw nothing but a serious powerhouse committed to but one task - victory after a hard fought match!
Hell, Karen even found herself raising a hand to the masses to acknowledge their roars - even if she still had a detestable look to her face!
Once more clad in her two piece, with her rear side against the corner post, Karen would have her arms drape down the ropes either side of her as she turned her attention to the entrance ramp. Smug grin clad upon her face, Karen had managed to put the events of APEX somewhat well and truly behind as she rolled her shoulders. With her entrance music dying down, it was time to see who would be joining her today for another hellacious amazon classic match!
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A figure with an awe inspiring height and presence was standing confidently right behind the black curtains which covered the entrance to the ramp leading up to the wrestling ring where her match of today was going to take place. The figure sported a dark skinned frame which could have very well been described as something sculptured out of marble by some of the most finest artists of the time. Muscles which seemed to highlight every inch of the figures skin, womanly curves which would have made even the most strong willed drool for them and both frontal and rear assets which sizes, roundness, curves and bouncing seemed to defy gravity and laws of physics. Some areas of such a marvelous frame and skin were dotted with white tattoos which added the element of African vibe to such otherwise already exotic looks. All were crowned by the woman's beautiful facial features in the shapes of reddish facial tattoos and messy orange/black hair which made her appear like a true African wild goddess.
The woman was none other than the famous ( in the African continent at least ) Kenyan powerhouse wrestler, "The Wild African Beauty", Aziza. She was adoring her signature confident smirk on her face as she awaited for the signal from the organizers to be called out to the stage, showing off both her incredible self confidence and equally amazing form. Form which was tightly hugged and seemingly only barely contained by the African's infamously revealing, animal patterned orange bikini consisting of nothing more than thin straps holding the Kenyan's majestic breasts. Melons which were contained with a interlinking metal ring, with equally skimpy thong bikini covering her lower body and woman hood. Such a design pretty much revealed Aziza's every womanly curve, asset and muscle she sported. Add in classic looking wrestling arm guards gear and high wrestling boots - all covered in her signature orange animal patterning and colors of white and black - and the Kenyan giantess was a true African Goddess and Amazon to behold. Spoiler
Aziza took a deep, calming breath - her barely bikini contained frontal assets expanding out and back in - as her mind wondered back to how she had gotten up to this point. It had been a long journey all the way back from the African continent, travelling half the globe before finally arriving to Japan and entering the L.A.W. This was finally it, the very first match of "The Wild African Beauty" in the league. A match to which Aziza had ended up to through a rather amusing sequence of events.
After having arrived to the league and signed herself in, the African heavyweight had been on the lookout for her first match in L.A.W. Something which would really put her on the map within the league, draw attention and give the Kenyan powerhouse a chance to really show what she was capable of. The African didn't had to search out such an ideal match up for too long before finding exactly what she was looking for. An open challenge, standard match of Amazon Classic Match? Victory Via Pinfall, KO or Submission? Against apparently one of the most well known and famous wrestlers in the league? Just what the open minded and playful heavyweight giant needed to break the ice and get stuck in!
Aziza was having hard time containing her excitement and eagerness as she awaited for the announcer to call her to make her entrance. The playful giant had been looking forward to this moment, entering to the famous league that was L.A.W and starting to make a name for herself there at full swing. People around the African continent had already learned to know and lover her name and now it was time do the same here in Japan. She didn't have to wait any longer either as the Kenyan's ears perked up to the opening sounds of her theme, signaling for the Kenyan giant that it was finally her time to make her grand entrance.
"Ladies and gentleman! Coming to bless us with her presence all the way from Africa! A true giantess of a woman! Standing at 7'0" and weighting 250 lbs!! We give you Aziza, "The Wild African Beauty" !!! Entrance Theme
Aziza was greeted by the momentarily blinding lights of the arena and the roaring crowd as she finally walked through the black curtains leading up to the entrance and further down to the ramp, her exotic signature theme playing in the background. She started to make her way to the wrestling ring where her today's famous opponent was already waiting for her. The muscled wrestler walked boldly and confidently on the ramp, swaying her hips and making her massive bust to wiggle in response, which naturally earned roaring and loud whistling from the crowd. During her displaying advance towards the wrestling ring, Aziza waved her hands at the crowd as well as blowing teasing kisses to some of the lucky members in the crowd.
Upon reaching the wrestling ring arena, the giant raised her thick muscled right leg on to the side of the ring while standing on her other leg. Oh-so gently Aziza slid her hand smoothly on her lights highlighted, tanned leg, which together with her teasing smirking to the audience, earned loud whistles and eye eating. She soon lifted her left leg on to the side of the ring as well, giving the audience another visual treat of having herself in such a split leg pose before taking hold of the top rope of the wrestling ring with her both hands, pulling herself up and just sportingly swinging herself over the top rope and into the ring.
The African wrestler made a quick lap around the ring, posing and swaying her magnificent form to the crowd, much to their pleasing, all the while smirking and blowing some kisses too. Having done her displaying lap, Aziza settled herself into the corner, waiting for the match to begin.
Karen rarely raised an eyebrow when opponents responded to her challenge. She felt there was an air of prestige around her amazon classic, highlighted not only by her great performances in matches but the rather notable match length. Karen had yet to have a match end in a time limit draw, but she'd liked to have think she'd of come close.
Albeit there was more concern over lasting five minutes in this particular fight, what with the figure of the woman she was now evidently about to face towering over her. And that was before she had even cut halfway down the ramp!
Short locks that could easily cover her face when needed helped highlight Karen's extremely rare concern, as she found herself exhaling rapidly into a hand now against her own face. Albeit it was a motion she'd play off completely - as smoothly as could be in fact - as she simply brought her hand around to act as though she was brushing the locks from her gaze. With her face once again uncovered, Karen had to look as untouchable and as fearless as she usually did. Or rather, as much as she hope she did!
Holding her posture as this yet to be named giant made her way in ring, Karen raised an eyebrow to the official whom promptly took a step in Aziza's direction. Though an effort by Karen to cue the referee to get a response from this towering woman was completely wasted, what with the fact Aziza took to resting in the corner near immediately. With her figure poised, as if ready to sprint full speed into Karen and hit her with all seven foot of her!
Tutting as she shuck her head, with the perceived insult bringing about an annoyed look on her face that replaced whatever fear remained, Karen took a single step forward with her arms raised. If this oversized behemoth wasn't going to introduce herself, then Karen would force a name from her. As she was breaking that overly large back of hers!
Though Karen had no interest in simply lunging into this giants arms as the bell rung. She was strong - obscenely so for her size - but she was no fool. With Aziza's size, she only needed a fraction of her frame to be muscular for her to be able to compete with someone the size of Karen. And evidently given the look of her, it was a little more than a small fraction that was indeed muscular. For save for those massive breasts, this woman looked to be made of stone!
As the African giant had made her grandeur and displaying approach to the ring where her opponent was already waiting for her, Aziza had barely noticed an official who had taken a step in the approaching Kenyan's direction. Only after the heavyweight beauty had entered the ring in her showing off manner and done her fans serving lap around the wrestling ring did the said giantess notice the referee who requested a response from her to see whether the bikini clad woman was ready to begin. The confident and smirking orange/black head let her actions do the talking as she simply settled herself comfortably to her ring corner. This response through action was all it took to the referee to understand Aziza being ready to go as the referee prepared to start the match soon.
The tattooed Kenyan had been so focused and concentrated on making her entrance to the stage, walking down the ramp in her hips swaying and breasts jiggling manner and entering the ring that she hadn't had time to have a closer look at her soon-to-be opponent on the opposite ring corner. After having settled herself to her ring corner, Aziza's eyes gazed upon the figure on the opposite corner to see what kind of a legend did the L.A.W had to offer as her first opponent in the league. And oh boy oh boy did the African like what her orbs were feasting upon!
While a blue, short haired and blue eyed woman in the ring corner wasn't nearly as tall as the African heavyweight - something to which the gigantic woman was rather used to by now - she made up for it with her killer looks. The confident looking wrestler sported a most lovely pair of frontal assets which were tightly hugged by a blue wrestling top with nets here and there while leaving a wide, open window and space to reveal an enticing cleavage. Similar blue wrestling bottom covered her nether regions, leaving her impressively toned and muscular waist and middle bare for viewing and admiring. While her thick arms were toned and thick, they were nothing compared to the thick, killer thighs that looked like being capable of crushing melons with frightening ease. Add in the blue wrestling gloves that left her fingers free, long blue leggings and equally blue heels shoes and Aziza couldn't help but grin widely at such a thick, busty and capable looking fellow heavyweight she was about to brawl with for the first time in the league!
Perhaps even more notable was the blue haired woman's confident appearing demeanor. If the much shorter heavyweight was concerned or worried about the sheer size difference between them, she wasn't showing it, looking all untouchable and fearless. Though it seemed that the Kenyan's way of merely shrugging the referee's motion by settling herself to ring corner caused reaction within the serious heavyweight who tutted as she shucked her head, looking all annoyed at her soon to be opponent's actions. All Aziza did was to playfully chuckle at such a reaction, finding such annoyance on the shorter woman's face exceptionally amusing.
The two mighty heavyweights didn't need to wait long to get down to business as the referee finally ringed the bell, marking the official beginning of the match and the African's entry to the league. The ringing of the bell was soon followed by the deafening sounds of loud roaring, whistling and cheering of the crowd that filled the hall as people finally got to witness the main spectacle of the day. Even before the bell rung Aziza watched her opponent take a step forward with her arms raised, apparently not being into pre-match chit-chatting or introducing herself unless the Kenyan giant did so first. Being more than fine with learning the name of such a blue haired brute via action, the orange/black head took her battle stance with a wide smirk on her face before starting to slowly approach her annoyed adversary.
"Fu fu fu, so ya are one of the legends this league has to offer eh~? Ya certainly look stacked and thick alright~. With what name shall I call a midget like ya~?", Aziza finally spoke out to her opponent with her trademark confident, teasing and playful tone, asking the blue haired woman's name. Given the blue head's serious and already annoyed looks, the smirking giantess could only guess the thick heavyweight's reaction to such addressing teasing right off the bat.
Karen had every intention of talking this giant down. Hell, she had a few names to mind, none of them so 'kind' as midget. But to say them when this woman was absolutely towering over her, with her breasts near enough in Karen's face, was somewhat redundant. The shorter amazon would instead commit to the task of chopping this massive tree down in front of her - as to physically demolish her - before committing herself to doing the same verbally. Though she couldn't resist an audible tut as Aziza spoke on.
With the match now underway, the distance between the two would become shorter as Karen came in. Her hands suggested that she was looking for a test of strength with the massive woman, but even the overconfident Karen Starring was no fool. Unless Aziza's body was absolutely for show and nothing else, there was no way she could lock up with this woman directly and come out on top!
Though, Aziza didn't know Karen would hold such reserves as the busty bluenette rushed in following her slow pace forward. To seemingly lock hands with her after all!
Only to instead duck low - only if Aziza did indeed offer her mitts in return - as to get beneath them and around this towering giant!
Hooking around her thick, solid waistline from behind in the process! For a opening waistlock!
Whether Aziza's teasing taunting had any effect on the serious and the annoyed looking blue head, the said heavyweight wasn't showing if off outside too much. Though the playful giantess could throw couple of good guesses as to what her opponent thought about it, looking at the blue eyed wrestler's face which reset looks seemed to be that of continues annoyance and anger. From the looks of it, the busty blue head was keen on crushing the bustier African physically first before resorting to any verbal teasing or insulting. Totally fine by the smirking Kenyan giantess, though noticing her opponent let out an audible tut as a response to her teasing did make Aziza chuckle in amusement. It wasn't much, but a reaction nonetheless.
The two busty heavyweights began to close in on each others in steady pace after their match had started, with the cheering and roaring crowd around the ring expecting to soon witness a test of strength between them. But the bikini clad Kenyan had started to doubt about her opponent's willingness for an actual lock up. If the approaching blue head truly was a legend in the league, surely a wrestler as experienced as the busty blue eyed woman could tell that she was in a clear disadvantage against the much larger and muscular looking African in a head on lock up. So while the shorter woman truly appeared like wanting to lock hands with the much bigger one, Aziza couldn't help but have her sixth sense - if there was one to begin with - tingle at the back of her head for a potential deception by her adversary.
Either way, the Kenyan didn't have too much time for such doubts as the bluenette started to rush towards the giantess after much shorter pace. Knowing there was no turning back now, the African lowered her arms down just a tiny bit as a sort of a quick compromise while still pointed at her opponent's closing hands. But just as the bigger heavyweight thought their lock up would actually happen, the busty blue head made her move!
All of a sudden the Kenyan's shorter opponent ducked low, looking like trying to get underneath and around Aziza's arms. Her yellow/green eyes focusing swiftly on the surprisingly fast moving blue head's ducking form that tried to slip past her, it didn't take long from the orange bikini clad giantess to realize how the shorter wrestler was trying to get behind her hulking form! Knowing fully well to how disadvantageous position this would put her, it was time for the African giantess to show surprising speed for someone of her size in return.
Twisting herself around in order to keep her front as direct to the hooking around heavyweight as possible, Aziza's hands swung around accordingly to catch hold of her opponent's form. Just as it looked like the bluenette would get away with it, the Kenyan's hands grappled hold of her adversary's form, stopping it on it's tracks to her side. The crowd around the lights filled arena began to roar and whistle loudly at such a display of a swift hooking around and equally fast counter to it!
"My my, looking to sneak up behind me without even introduction~? Well, allow me to start then~. The name's Aziza, pleasure to meet ya~", The African said to her blue haired opponent in confident and playful manner as she tried to keep the smaller woman still and start a grapple with her. Knowing she had the clear size and probable strength advantage, the Kenyan was eager to keep the busty bluenette in a grapple and start to overpower her that way.
Karen thought she was being clever by using speed against this giant - something she was surely to be lacking in - but Aziza with a strong base turned ready to meet her. Annoyed despite the fact that her hands found Aziza's hips all the same, the fact that Karen had to contend with Aziza's massive melons in her face made her all the more aggravated. Aziza only had to lean forward another inch, and she'd of put Karen in a smother that even Karen's tag partner Silver could not replicate. And damn if she wasn't chesty!
Snarling as she ducked her head to avoid that massive cleavage, Karen was instead greeted with a wall of abs as her arms went lower. Fully expecting Aziza would grapple back, and still rather confident that she wouldn't stand much of a chance strength against strength, Karen's hands would briefly slide over the plentiful rear of her giant foe before finding the crooks of her knees. Where they would lock together, fingers tied up, and pull!
With Karen thrusting her shoulder in tandem into Aziza's hard gut, in an effort to take this big woman's base entirely out from under her!
It didn't matter if Aziza was made of stone - if Karen pulled at the crooks of her knees, that stance would surely collapse quite literally!
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