L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match type: Hentai KO

Rules: Winner is the fighter to knock the loser unconscious by sexual means.

Location: Matted room

Attire: Bunny suits


"WHAT???? I HAVE TO DO WHAT???"

Amy was livid. After her recent showings in LAW, the term "Jobber" had been pinned to her and she was already turning into a laughing stock of the federation, and this riled up the prinzessin to no end. It wasnt easy being paired against a veteran and a brutal heel in her first 2 matches, and now the executives were trying to humiliate her more. The only reason she was even going to accept this match was because the money they were offering was higher than the last 2 fights. But the caviat was that she would npt only have to don a bunnysuit for her third match, but the match would be erotic, sonething she had never done before.

Amy knew one thing, she could not be humiliated like this, and this time, she had to get serious. She wasnt going to be the Prinzessin this time, she would be fighting as herself, to save her own skin and her humility. She just hoped that, this time, it was an opponent more her level. She arrived at the matted room early, and nervously changed into her bunnysuit, before shakily heading into the room, waiting for her opponent to arrive.

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"I HAVE TO DO WHAT???"

Phoebe yelled at the staff, her face bright red from the image of herself in a playboy bunny outfit. This must have been some type of punishment or an attempt from management to get her to quit or something..! Well she had news for them! wasn't going to quit! There was no way she was going to quit ever!

"I'M NOT QUITTING, YOU HEAR ME!?"

She yelled in the junior staff member's face which caused them to run away... Phoebe wouldn't admit it, but she did feel like she went a little overboard there. Waving her outburst off, she stomped away to go collect her playboy bunny outfit. She'll show management by absolutely rocking this outfit and give them the opposite reaction they wanted out of her.

She stepped into the room in her playboy outfit, her hair tied up into two signature large pigtails that extended down to her lower back, she bore her usual confident smile, but her cheeks were still red and her hand did not move away from her nearly exposed crotch.

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She stepped into the ring and pretended her best to act like her normal, confident and most importantly not embarrassed self. Eventually her entrance would come to the end and she would walk to the corner of the room, staring at her opponent. She didn't look that tough. Not like her last few opponents anyways. She had this one in the bag.

When her opponent wandered into the room, Amy began to look a little more sure of herself. Her opponent certainly looked beatable, unlike her last opponents were, so there was certainly a chance of success. Though the fact remained, she had never done anything lewd in LAW yet, and what little she did know was from videos she saw online. She just hoped her opponent was the same way.

She gave herself a moment to compose herself before slowly walking out to greet her fellow bunnygirl. She wasnt going to bother with her usual guise, as it was clearly not working here, and it took a lot of her energy to put on her act. Her bare feet stuck to the mats below as she walked, her legs quivering slightly as she reached the centre of the room.

"Hey there. I am Amy Schmidt. I think its obvious why we are both here today, huh" Amy said, being hobest with herself for the first time in her life, though her face was beet red.

"Hmph. Phoebe. But you'll remember my name when you're on the mat moaning it!" she replied to Amy, placing a hand on her own hips and puffing out her chest proudly. Despite her confident demanor, she still couldn't help but keep a hand to cover her cleavage which didn't douch to hide her curvy body. She was still feeling extremely humiliated by the outfit and that feeling wouldn't go away any time soon.

A little bit after they greeted each other the bell would ring and Phoebe would raise one of her arms and attempt to grab onto the girl's shoulder to try to pull her in so she could use that same arm to get her into a one-arm headlocke. She didn't wanna remove her other arm from covering her breasts.

"Oh really? You sure sound confident, especially since you are covering your little tits with your arm like a wuss!" Amy retorted with a huff.

It was clear almost immediately that Phoebe was rather insecure about her chest, something that Amy didnt care that much about. She wasnt exactly voluptuous, but she didnt really care about her looks. Apart from the eye patch, that is. She didnt want anybody to see under that, for their own sake, so applies skin-safe glue to prevent it from falling off during matches.

As Phoebe reached out to try and grab Amy, the Prinzessin reacted suddenly, lashing out with a knee into Phoebe's gut. It wasnt terribly powerful, but she was sure it at least connected. If this was enough to get Phoebe to back off, she would then attempt to get her to the floor with a leg sweep and a push to off balance her.

"GYUH!" Phoebe yelped as her attempt at quickly taking the advantage backfired and she took a knee to the gut instead, causing her to double over and use both hands to clutch at her stomach. She attempted to take a step back to get away from her opponent, but her vision would shift as she fell right on her ass when her opponent's foot hooked around her's and cause her to fall.

This is not how she wanted to start things out at all. "Y-You'll pay for that!" she yelled in annoyance while attempting to raise a foot up and thrust it forwards into her opponent's gut for a kick, hoping to make Amy feel the same pain she did a moment ago.

"NYAH!" Amy yelped as her opponemt kicked her in the gut, making her cringe and fall to the ground too, just next to Phoebe. She crawled to her hands and knees and held her gut in one hand, before reaching over to her opponents face with her free hand and gave her a slap to the face.

"Y-you deserve that!" Amy said with a raspy voice, before attempting to crawl on top of Phoebe. If successful, she would then punch Phoebe in the tits a few times.

Phoebe could barely recover in time before the girl's hand swiped across her face, forcing another yelp from her as she too struggled to get on top of Amy. But after a bit of back and forth struggling between the two, Amy would find her way on top of the spoiled brat who hadn't really learned from any of her mistakes in the past unlike Amy.

"G-get off you bitch!" she yelled in anger while struggling and pushing against Amy's shoulders. Amy meanwhile would land a couple punches on Phoebe's breasts, forcing a yelp of surprise with each one. Phoebe had larger breasts which made them easy targets for Amy to hit and they jiggled after each punch. Phoebe would be forced to grab onto Amy's wrists on instinct just to get the girl to stop.

Amy gasped as Phoebe managed to stop her punches, causing an almighty struggle as she tried to continue attacking, and Phoebe refused to let her. Amy reached out two of her fingers on each hand and tried to coax down the fabric on Phoebes suit to release the Exemplary's nipples to her.

Regardless of if that worked or not, Amy would then get off her opponent to try and get her into a headscissor, giving Phoebe a brief window to counterattack.

Phoebe was struggling, forced to use both of her hands to defend against her opponent as Amy was near completely on top of her. Seeing her opponent attempt to reach out and try to play with her outfit, Phoebe's eyes widened in shock. Amy would be able to get a glimpse of her nipple, but wouldn't be able to full reveal them as Phoebe used her feet to shove her opponent off of her.

Thankfully, she managed to get her opponent off of her and she would jump on top of gothic girl, using her hands to pin the girl to the ground, but also find herself within the scissor as well. "Let go of me!" she tried to order, first trying to grab onto Amy's thighs in an attempt to pull them apart. When that didn't work, she would raise both of her hands into the air with her fingers interlocked with each other and slam her fists into her opponent's stomach in a much better attempt to force her opponent into letting her go.