L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Type: Topless Normal Match
Ways of Winning: Pinfall, submission, and/or opponent disqualification

Elizabeth would be in her own personal locker room. She was getting ready for her first match as some of the staff helped her get into her ring gear.

“Cmon. What am I even paying you for? You’re gonna make me late for my debut match.”

As she waited for them to strap her up, Elizabeth would hear her music start playing.

“Alright you commoners. Get ready for me to become an instant star!”

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Princess Elizabeth would walk out in her gear and was expecting a round of applause for her. But she would be met with silence from the crowd. Elizabeth didn’t expect the silence as she tried to hype up the crowd, to no avail. After awhile, she groaned as she made her way to the ring and went up to the apron and stood there.

“Cmon referee. Aren’t you gonna lift up these dirty ropes so I could get into the ring?”

The referee would sigh as they went to lift up the ropes for Elizabeth to enter the ring. Once she entered, she waved to the emotionless crowd.

For most people, their first match is be all end all. They want to present themselves as a strong, powerful, wild force of nature in the ring for future impressions. Leah was no different.

But.. her debut in LAW, in the industry that had her old mentor.. was a bitch that was rumoured to have snuck her way in. She deserved a better fucking debut than.. this! She'd snarl, as Leah shook her head.. she was also supposed to be topless for it? Nah, Leah wasn't having it. She wasn't a fucking hentai fighter, she was a warrior. She'd keep her top on, as her music blared out.

Breaking into a run, the wolf ran towards the arena. She didn't play to the crowd, not today.. as she'd vault into the ring. She'd get cheers and whoops still, just her appearance making the audience fall hard for the muscular wolf girl, as she'd turn her gaze to Elizabeth, grinning. She'd snatch a mic from the referee, talking into it as she'd approach the Princess.

"SO! I heard you paid your way in here, princess bitch? Certainly fuckin seems so with your flabby arms and ginormous rack.. which you so wanted me to show off. Even went so far to request a topless match? I may not have looked at what I signed up for properly.. but nah, I ain't coming around with my tits out. You wanna see em? Strip me.

But I doubt.. you're gonna even touch me."

Leah dropped the mic with a snarl, taking a step back and crossing her arms, glaring at her as the bell sounded!

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Elizabeth would circle around the ring. Once she stopped circling, she went for a grapple and then tried to flip her but failed multiple times. Each time she got more frustrated.

“Ugh! Are you stupid? You’re supposed to flip over so I can look good.”

She continued trying to flip Leah over, struggling to even lift her off the ground.

Leah didn’t really move much. She’d cock her head to the side, staring at Elizabeth as she tried to grapple with her. She didn’t bother putting up much of a defensive stance.. simply cause.. Elizabeth didn’t have much of an offence. Upon contact, Leah realised she didn’t even have enough strength to lift her up..

..

And apparently she thought she was paid off. Which WOULD explain the extra “bonus”, that had come with a letter.

..

Unfortunately for Elizabeth and her father who had no doubt sent it..

Leah couldn’t read very much. While somewhat illiterate, she could have if she gave it like 30 minutes.. which she felt was too much. NOR would Leah have accepted it anyways.

“.. you are.. in for a world of pain..”

Suddenly Leah went on the offensive. Gripping Elizabeths shoulder rather nastily, she’d slam her fist into her stomach, before releasing her and kicking her right in the chest to bounce her off the ropes! If Elizabeth bounced off towards her.. Leah’d grip her, use her momentum against her and flip her midair, slamming her down into the canvas mercilessly!

Elizabeth would bend over once she was punched in the stomach before getting sent flying towards the ropes. Once she stumbled near Leah, she would be flipped in midair and crashed into the canvas.

She would hold her entire body in pain as she wasn’t trained nor realized she had to take bumps in a match.

“Oh god! Everything hurts! Why is this mat so hard! Who replaced the soft mats for the hard ones?”

She was starting to get up but she still was holding her upper body in pain.

Leah looked down at her in sheer.. disappointment. She’d grumble, glaring down at Elizabeth who was just starting to stand up. She’d take a step forwards, before stamping down on head to bash her face into the canvas again. This time, Leah didn’t let up. She figured this one would fold very easily, so she’d decide to take her time to play with her food, to amuse herself at least. She’d let out a low growl, before walking behind Elizabeth. She’d intertwine her legs in her own, gripping her arms tightly and then..

Leah fell back, going down and raising Elizabeth up in a surfboard stretch, lifting her up in a painful position, exposing her breasts to the world while stretching her body to its max!

“Come on! Scream for me till your throats raw, you useless bastard!”

Elizabeth would have her head bashed into the canvas and groaned. A few minutes later, she would be put into the surfboard hold where she let out a loud cry.

“AHHHHHH! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!” She relentlessly shook her head. “LET GO OF ME! LET GO OF ME! THIS IS NOT HOW ITS SUPPOSED TO GO!”

The referee would ask if Elizabeth wants to give up, to which she was too busy screaming to answer his question.

“Don’t worry ref- I got this.”

She’d laugh, relishing in the pain of this pretty pathetic opponent. Leah flexed her biceps, giving Elizabeth a bit more pain.. before she’d let her go. Rolling her onto her back, Leah stood up, gripping Elizabeths hair and walking her to the corner, before throwing her into the ringside. She’d roll her shoulders, before bouncing off the ropes herself, breaking into a run..

.. and suddenly crashing herself into Elizabeths face, booty first, smushing her in a crushing stinkface as the crowd cheered for her!

“She ain’t got nothin on me!”

Once Elizabeth got out of the hold and later dragged to the bottom turnbuckle, she would have a small rest break, trying to figure out what’s going on. That would be short lived when she was later met with the color of Leah’s panties and later felt the ass of a “commoner”.

When Elizabeth was free from the move, she would be coughing up a storm while covering her face.

“That’s so disgusting! I can’t believe she did that to me.” She turned to Leah. “My favorite will have you executed for that!” Elizabeth was focused on fixing her hair after saying that.

“I’ll kill him myself, Princess~”

She’d laugh out loud at the reaction Elizabeth had. Gripping her hair, she didn’t think she was done.. but she was gonna make sure that she was in a minute. Leah lifted her up to her feet, before tying her up in the ropes. She’d clench her fists, slamming blow after blow after blow into her stomach, pounding away at her as the crowd cheered for the beating! She’d slide in a powerful uppercut for Elizabeth to eat, fully planning on finishing her in the next move!