The cult wants to cure depression- hentai pow

[Blade ocs]

* THIS MATCH IS SCHDULED 1 OR TWO FALLS. THE TAG TEAM MUST MAKE THE THE TEAM OF ONE ORGASMS TWICE TO WIN AND THE SINGLER PERSON MUST MAKE THE ORGASMS ONCE.THIS IS A TORANDO HANDICAP MATCH!

What did Tomoe just hear? A total handicap match? What the hell...her team told her that it was a 1v1 with a companion from the other team? She hesitated to go but got pushed into the spotlight after a while.




Tomoe goes out to the stage and does a big wave to everyone. She goes to walk down the ramp, pumping an arm in the air. She does to the outside and rolls inside of the ring. She does a jump with a She puts her foot in the air a few times, and then she goes to her corner

This is a handicap match? And fucking hentai, one at that? She hates this. She keeps losing, and now there's a good chance she will lose again. This time her team did it to her.



Why? Why did they do this? Do they think she needs this? Do they think she needs some good domination in her? Who knows. Maybe it's a payback for something?

[APimpNamedSlickback]

The Cult

The crowd roars with excitement as Schlussel Bern emerges onto the stage alongside her adoptive mother Eleonora. Both women wear skimpy white lace lingerie sets - matching bra and panties. Schlussel's outfit accentuates her lean, toned physique, pert breasts barely contained by the flimsy cups.

Eleonora leads the way, hips swaying seductively as she descends the ramp. Her voluptuous figure fills out every inch of her revealing attire. She blows kisses to cheering fans before sliding gracefully under the bottom rope into the ring. Schlussel follows suit, climbing through the ropes.

Eleonora then approaches Tomoe with open arms, a warm smile gracing her full lips. "Ahh, my dear sweet child," She said as she tries to embrace the smaller girl. "Tonight, we shall partake in the most beautiful gift to man - the celebration of our bodies and desires!" She preaches softly with a gentle smile.

Behind her, Schlussel rolled her eyes at her mother's blatant desire to convert another one.

[Blade ocs]

They do look hot, no denying that. She has a question: "Did my stable put you up to this?"She asks them.



She is at her side. She is not happy right now. She wants an answer. Whether or not she will get it is up to them. They seem to put themselves up high, so maybe they will.



"I am guessing the desire is sex. Since we get to fuck each other." She states. Maybe she should wait before saying anything.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Eleonora's eyes widen slightly at Tomoe's blunt query about being set up by her stablemates. She chuckles softly, shaking her head. "Oh my dear, I'm afraid your companions had nothing to do with this divine arrangement. It seems fate herself has brought us together today."

The buxom woman steps closer, reaching out to gently cup Tomoe's cheek. Her thumb traces along the younger wrestler's jawline as she gazes deep into her eyes, "Tell me little one, when was the last time someone truly worshipped your body? Truly cherished everything of you?"

Meanwhile, Schlussel looked at the ref, tapping her wrist to signal the time being burned. Oh right... They're wasting time.

[Blade ocs]

She looks away. Wait, it wasn't them then who...wait, no, she was just saying stuff. Maybe they don't know; after all, it doesn't make sense.



She saw her hands go to touch her face. Wait, when did she get here? The bell didn't go off, yet she was caressing her face.



She pushes her away a bit. "I don't know," she replied. She realized what was happening, and she pushed her away some more.



BELL RINGS and Timoengoes in with a punch to Elenanor

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Eleonora stumbles back slightly as Tomoe shoves her away, surprise flashing across her features. Before she can regain her composure, the bell rings and Tomoe launches forward with a swift punch aimed straight at Eleonora's ample bosom.

The impact sends ripples through the older woman's chest, causing her to let out a startled oof! Her heavy tits bounce from the forceful blow. Eleonora quickly regains her balance though, a sly grin spreading across her flushed cheeks.

She stares at Tomoe hungrily even as she circles around the younger fighter. "Very well..."

Suddenly, she heard thunderous footsteps behind her. Smirking, the woman used herself to block Tomoe's sight on what's behind her. At the last moment, she ducks as Schlussel sails above her in a flying dropkick straight at Tomoe.

[Blade ocs]

Tomoe nailed her a bit, which is good. Is she grinning? Does that mean she is actually not going to be so Momma-like? Well, maybe.



She heard thunderous footsteps behind her. Eleanor got in the way of her sight. She was going to strike, but she moved out of the way for Schluaselx to drop-kick her face.



Tomoe feels down from the dropkick. She held her face a bit. She would get back up and try to go after her and go in for a close-in when she got close to her.