Horn Wars! (Amano vs. Gil)

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"Gh!" Amano's ass twitched at first from the impact, but with the prep time and proper stance she took Gil's butt like a champ and kept her stance solid, sending Gil back and right onto the ground. Amano for her part only made a slight wince as the initial pain faded from her ass. It was a good hit, but Gil's soft ass focused on humiliation and smothering wasn't prepared for the more intense experiences Amano had suffered through in the past. And seeing her peer over her shoulder in fear at the Demon had Amano grinning wide. "That all you got, Yagi-chan?" Amano teased, whipping her body around to face Gil. "My turn!"

With Gil on the ground and the fear Amano felt fueling her she charged forward. Not for a tackle, not for a grapple, but for a full-on headbutt to slam her horned skull into Gil's while the two were at the same level. Playing goat with their asses wasn't enough, it was time for them to really bump heads and see who was dominate. "Get ready!"

[Arista]

Amano's assessment was right, Gil didn't have an ass of iron, really, it was made exactly for what she used it for, smothers, humiliation, and photo-shoots one twitter when she had the time...! But it wasn't any match at all for Amano's, Amano was much more hardened as a whole, from head-to-toe, and probably both literally, and mentally...!

"...I have plenty more then that...!" Gil promised, turning swiftly, lowering her head upon hearing Amano's cry to get ready, but she wasn't ready, not even in the slightest...! "...Give it your all, I won't back do-" Her voice cut, they cracked skulls together, and Gil fell back flat to the mat! Her vision blurred and her body felt as if she were floating...! "...I think I'm going to-" Her cheeks puffed up, bringing a hand to her mouth as the nausea caught up with her from the collision...! She only hoped that there was a similar effect for Amano, otherwise, she was deep in shark infested waters with blood spilling from a fresh cut...!

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"Gh!" Amano immediately winced and shuddered on impact. The blowback from a headbutt always did a bit of damage to the user, but the one saving grace was that she was prepared for that damage. And from the look of Gil trying to hold down both her sense stability and her lunch it was clear she got the worst of it between the two. "A-Ah..." Still, that didn't mean Amano wasn't feeling pain. She gritted down on her teeth as she squinted in Gil's direction, gingerly touching her forehead before trying to focus up. Now or never!

With her opponent now disorientated, Amano lunged herself forward to grab and yank at Gil's jacket. This match wouldn't end until one of them was both stripped and de-horned, and while Amano was down to her bra and panties, Gil still needed a bit less clothing for them to be even.

[Arista]

Gil was honestly lucky the power from the blow didn't bust her head open and spill blood across the canvas, though from the feel she got, she figured she might as well have been...! She would need enough Tylenol to make a whale sleepy to alleviate this kind of pain...!

Of course, she wasn't the only one feeling the effects, Amano did use her head to make that blow, but she did seem much better-off, even if she was still dazed from it all...! Gil gave no reaction to the noises of what could only be pain from Amano, and didn't give any physicals resistance when Amano began to tug on her jacket, ripping it off of her with ease, as she was too caught-up in trying not to hurl all over the ring...!

Gil rolled to her back, now reduced to her plain white bra, her white panties with pink lacey trim to match, and her leg-warmers, almost as much as a staple to Gil as her horns, though, not as easily recognizable, but they helped her with her sliding movements around the ring.

"...Mmm...!" She groaned, her face contorted to a frown, nearly on the verge of tears from the pain, though, she was a bit of a crybaby...! "...I guess we're even now..." Her voice trembled, now they were technically even, but a part of her feared that Amano's wrath wouldn't so easily fade...!

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"Yeah... we are..." Amano tossed Gil's jacket, taking a few short breaths as she looked her opponent over. It was difficult not to stare at the odd ensemble of underwear on Gil. The plain and basic bra combined with rather detailed sex appeal of her panties gave a rather... clashing appearance. The Demon partly understood the logic, a butt master like Gil would obviously care more about her bottoms than her tops, but... it definitely made for an odd look when she was full stripped. Kinda' feel bad about taking the jacket off now... It was like she was looking at something she shouldn't had seen, and despite the whistles and giggles of the crowd now seeing both girls in their full glory, Amano couldn't hide her blush, both from the reaction and the arousal she felt. Despite how damaged and in tears Gil looked, she was still cute... actually, the tears only got the Demon more excited. The combination of bare and clashing undergarments had Amano's mouth watering...

No, gotta' focus! This isn't a hentai match! She shook her head, focusing her mind on the match. Gil was down, dazed, and open. It was now or never. Without waiting a moment longer Amano lunged forward grabbing Gil's horns. It was time to end this match. "I got you now, Yagi-chan!" The moment she got her hands around Gil's large horns she pulled hard, ready to yank the things off her and take the match. She pulled back, waiting for the tension in Gil's head to die down.

And waited...

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And waited...

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And...

Waited...

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"What the-?"

[Arista]

The clashing appearance of Gil's bra and panties was for varying reasons, one being, just as Amano predicted, being the butt-centric fighter that she was, Gil focused a little more on what her foes would most definitely be getting to stare at whilst they enjoyed their booty-buffet...! The other being, Gil's size was rather difficult to find, especially in-person, making it so her options were usually quite limited...!

"...D-do you like what you see...?" Gil smiled, nerves seeped through her voice and made it all too clear just how worried she really was. The crowd looking on at both women didn't help Gil feel any less nervous, she was used to a certain level of that kind of attention, but this was just completely different all-together...! Amano went for the kill, Gil was vulnerable, and Amano wasn't going to let the moment slip her by, after-all, after the match was though was probably when Amano most loved to play with her foes...!

Gil felt the pressure immediately, Amano's hands took-hold of her large horns, and tugged, putting plenty of weight into it, however, the horns remained sturdy, not even budging in the slightest...! The only thing Amano was accomplishing currently was giving Gil a crick in her neck...! "...Hey, knock it off...! My horns aren't meant to come off...!" Gil spoke against Amano, giving her a heavy shove to the stomach...!

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A few months ago, before Amano was officially contracted and still worked at the textile shop, she talked with one of the shop's regulars, a cosplayer from America. She had explained a bit of about how to make good cosplay and keeping certain bits onto the body. Antiperspirant spray, specific glue brands for human skin, techniques and positions to keep things attached, all things Amano took her heart when doing this match. Amano's horns weren't permanently fixed to her head, but it'd take either a lot of pulling and jostling to dislodge them, or a very specific mixture of liquids to dissolve the glue on them. But if it one pulled them they'd feel Amano's horns were, in fact, accessories that could be yanked off with enough force.

Gil's horns... were like actual bones embedded in her skull.

They didn't budge, they didn't loosen, and even the resistance Amano felt was less pulling on accessories and more pulling Gil's entire head. They weren't glued on like Amano's were, and it didn't feel like they were pinned in with hair clips either.

"Ah-!" And in the Demon's confusion Gil was able to shove Amano off, making her fall to her stomach in rather comical fashion after a few staggered steps back. It was a hard shove, but it only flared up Amano's anger as she quickly rose back up. "The hell?!" Amano staggered back to her feet, face red and fuming before she charged toward Gil again, going for her horns again with much more fervor and fury. "Gimme those!"

[Arista]

Many hadn't seen Gil without the horns, in her early days of L.A.W her attire didn't dawn them, but eventually, out of the blue, two curled goat horns appeared atop her head, poking out just slightly north of her temples. Most would say it was an attire change, a shift in her theming, but others conspired that something more mythical might be at play...! Some would argue that these horns simply sprouted out of her head, and even when they had snapped on a few occasions, like in her match against Honie, they had simply regrown afterwards...! They would argue that Gil, was a real goat-girl...!

A hearty shove sent the demon-girl flying back and landing rough onto the canvas, maybe Gil had secret strength, or maybe Amano was just a bit smaller than she was, and even with her lacking arm-strength, she could still give a shove hard enough to send the smaller woman flying...!

"...Don't be mad, don't be mad, please don't be mad...!" Gil scooted back, rushing clumsily back to her feet! "...I didn't mean it, it's just, I-" Gil dodged narrowly, just shifting to the side as Amano hit the ropes, giving Gil the perfect opportunity to strike again...! "...My horns aren't meant to come off...!" Gil fed into the ideas that she was truly a mythical being of horns and smothers...! She wrapped her arms around the waist of the smaller, angrier woman, lifting her up and attempting a german-suplex...!

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"Raagh!" Amano missed her charge, but anger still raged within her. Those damn horns had to come off. Even if Gil said otherwise they just had to come off somehow. Those things didn't just... appear on her head like a magic spell. There had to be a way to yank them off. "Can it, Yagi-cha-" Her spiteful retort was cut off as Gil had her arms around the Demon's waist. Dammit! Her eyes widened, immediately starting to thrash and squirm within Gil's grip as she was lifting off the ground.

"Wait, wait!" Anger soon gave way to fear and dread. She was off the ground and in the air for a moment, getting a good view of the lights above as the crowd let out a gasp at the reversal. "No no no n- Graaaugh!"

The maneuver was done in seconds, but the effect was devastating. Amano hit the mat hard back first, the thud from the impact cause a cheer from the crowd at Gil's feat, and the Demon having a sore back and swirling mind for her troubles as the impact shattered whatever anger and rage she had inside her. "A-Auuh..."

[Arista]

For all she lacked in terms of real technical fighting ability, Gil was able to keep her cool. She was, unless severely flustered, always able to keep her sights on target, not letting anger overtake her at any point, though, the same could not be said about Amano...!

Gil wrapped her arms tight around the woman's midsection, using one swift and powerful movement to sling Amano over her head and smash her back into the canvas...! Gil took a moment, settling the dust as she looked on to Amano, seemingly having been kept away from unleashing full-hell onto Gil. Once Gil saw fit, she would move closer. "...I think you could use a nap, don't you agree...?"

Gil stood over the top of Amano's head, before attempting her high-impact smother combo...! She grabbed Amano by her wrists, pulling her right up, face-first into her ass, then, to put the cherry on-top, she dropped her own legs out from under her, slamming herself right down onto Amano's face as the both fell back to the mat...!