Match Type: Oil Hentai Match
Victory Conditions: Orgasm or KO
***
Her long, curly hair was tied back in a ponytail, with a few strands framing her face. A wire-rimmed, purely aesthetic pair of glasses were perched atop her nose.
Angel's General Appearance
Her Outfit
But the opponent they had lined up for her was another of the good ones. Beautiful inside and out, she was told. Softer too, preferring a fun roll in oil. No hard arts. No strikes, especially. Just straight up wrestling with a sexy somebody, slipping and sliding your way into a position of dominance, smothering them out or just seducing them into submitting to your whims. Even without the oil, it was something that she could go for. But it was certainly an interesting extra something.
When her theme music hit, she let it play out for a bit, wanting to time her appearance. The crowd would get to lay their eyes on her when the violins came in.
She would start her entrance off by striking a pose that had her hands behind her head, and her hip cocked to the side. Her eyes would lock onto the camera that was brought forth to provide a close-up, and then she would glide her hands on a path down her muscular, yet voluptuous body. Over her large breasts, her six pack, and finally her long, long legs as she bent forward to provide the viewers at home a good look at her ample cleavage and smack her full lips together; a little kiss to help get them get up and ready for what was to come.
The crowd roared their approval.
Angel's strut to the oiled ring was possessed of the air of a veteran. A woman who's done this time and time again, possibly to the point of having forgotten the exact number a long time ago. But the reality was that before LAW, she hadn't done anything sexual or even sexy in the ring. No foxy boxing. No oil, no mud, nothing.
Meanwhile, this was Persephone's forte. It would be an interesting challenge.
She stopped to pass her heels along to a lucky, thankful fan and her glasses to a ringside assistant before stepping inside, noting the buckets of oil at the opposite ends as she stood tall with a hand on her hip, eying the stage.