Ichika Uesugi vs Kimiko Kamagami (Apartment Hentai)

[TheManVan]

Match Type: Hentai
Location: Apartment Suite
Victory Condition: Hentai Pinfall

Walking down the hallway of the LAW owned building for apartment matches, Ichika Uesugi dressed in a black robe, scanned the plates of the room looking for the room where her next sight of action was going to be. Slated for an apartment match, she was feeling pretty confident about with the match fitting all that she wanted in her current career. A sexual battle in such an intimate space with just her and her opponent (along with all the cameras set up to capture the action) was all that it took for her to have a good time.

That and humiliating the poor girl who was going to be with her in the room.

A sneer curled on her lips as she made her way towards the apartment, stopping right in front of the door. She procured the key to the room, unlocking it and entering in to see just what kind of room she was dealing with. It was a well furnished room, plenty of space befitting of the suite status as she made her way towards the living room and taking a seat on the couch, draping her leg over the other as she waited for her opponent to arrive!

Spoiler

[Kookio]

Ichika wouldn't have to wait long because only moments later, a voice could be heard rambling outside. A ramble loud enough to be heard through thick doors. It wouldn't be clear what the female voice was rambling about until it actually made it to the door.

"...And another thing! Why do I have to wear such a lewd outfit! I know this is a hentai match but do I really have to look like a slut while I wrestle as well!?-

The door handle jiggled but the door didn't move for a bit. That was mainly because the woman on the other side of the door was pulling, not pushing. It would take her around ten seconds before she came to the realization that she needed to pull the door open and a girl wearing a bright blue colored bathrobe stepped in, already looking like she was in a bad mood. She had three defining features about her. Her bright neon blue hair, her two large handle bar pony tails that reached down to her hips and that she was much MUCH shorter than your average wrestler.

Her turquoise eyes scanned the room and landed upon her opponent, crossing her arms. Though she said nothing, she was obviously eyeballing the woman's body up.

[TheManVan]

Ichika's gaze turned towards the door upon hearing the handle beginning to move, having gotten quite comfortable on the couch with her leg cross over her robed figure. She was quick to realize that her opponent was much smaller than the normal type of women that Ichika found herself against, but the short stacked woman got a wider smile from Ichika with an almost sinister undertone.

"Well well... I didn't think they would send a lost little girl at me." Ichika cooed as she stood up from the couch and marched right up to her opponent to really set the stage of their height difference.

Ichika was already confident in her sexual abilities, but having such a physical advantage over her opponent made her all the more confident about how the match would go into her favor as she looked down on Kimiko and her bad mood! "Such a sour attitude, looks like you need some disciplining." Ichika cockily proclaimed as she undid the cloth around her robe, stripping the veil off of her body and leaving her in her black lingerie!

[Kookio]

Kimiko was already in a bad mood and seeing her much larger opponent's cocky expression upon walking in and leaving the mentally exhausted staff member outside put her into an even worse mood. The cherry on top was that Ichika immediately commented on her height which was one of Kimiko's insecurities. She grit her teeth in anger while her fist clenched.

As Ichika walked up, anyone would be able to see the height difference between the two. Ichika was nearly an entire foot taller than the petite Kimiko was, but Kimiko didn't let the fact that she had to tilt her head upwards to talk to her opponent bother her. Instead, she got onto her tippy toes so she could meet face to Ichika to show her how ready she was to fight.

"Hmph! I know this is a hentai match but I wasn't expecting to fight a literal cornerstore slut!"

She retorted back, not welling to let the "little girl" comment slide. After her opponent removed her outfit, Kimiko would start doing the same.

Spoiler

Upon dropping her robe, she would reveal herself wearing some well designed patterned underwear and long black leggings which clamped down on her fatty thighs. Though short, her body was definitely matured somilar to many other bodies. Though her breasts were only a bit smaller than average but she made it up in the thighs department.

"How about we start this already! The less time I look like a slut the better.

[TheManVan]

The cocky smile of Ichika soon left her mouth, twisting into a hateful scowl at the insulting remark at being called a normal slut. "Oh, looks like you need to be taught a harsher lesson than I thought." she scoffed as Kimiko tossed off her robe and revealing her equally revealing underwear as they were both ready to begin their sexual battle.

There was not a bell to signal the start, Ichika deciding to start the match off by her own terms as she shot her hands forward right into Kimiko's armpits, looking to use the foremost advantage that she had over Kimiko.

"You're in for a rough night, this slut is going to wear you out!" ]

Digging her fingers in, Ichika would try to bully Kimiko right off the bat by lifting Kimiko up off of the ground briefly before twisting and attempting to toss Kimiko onto the couch before diving after Kimiko with the intent of smothering her with her large breasts and taking their fight to the couch!

[Kookio]

"Eh!? Teach me a lesson!? As if you'd have anything to teach me. I got a 4.0 GPA in college."

She replied, not knowing the match had actually started until her opponent grabbed her by her arm pits. Even if she knew the match had started there was no way she could have expected to not just be picked up but thrown like a ragdoll onto the couch like a heavyweight had just picked up. By the time what had happened had settled in, her opponent was already on top of her and started smothering her with her breasts.

Kimiko's petite form started flailing underneath Ichika, her hands reaching up and tried pushing Ichika off of her, her eyes staring up at Ichika angrily from between her large breasts.