L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

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Asuka Anne Amamiya
VS
Thanatos

Match type: Hentai falls out count anywhere. Best of five.

Stipulus: Each point gained, the other endures being sexually attacked by the referee.

The lights dim and the spotlight falls on the entrance ramp. The crowd hushes in anticipation. Then, a figure emerges from the shadows, striding confidently towards the ring. It's Thanatos, LAW's newest addition.

She wears a skintight black string bikini that leaves little to the imagination. The top barely contains her ample breasts, the thin strings digging into her flesh. Her toned midriff is on full display, leading down to a barely-there bottom that shows off her tight, round ass. Thigh-high stockings hug her powerful legs, the tops just barely covering her groin.

Thanatos' purple hair is styled in a short, messy pixie cut, held back by a black scarf tied around her forehead. Her face is makeup-free but for some dark eyeshadow, her full lips painted a deep red. She looks directly at the camera, a coy smile playing on her lips.

As she reaches the ring, Thanatos takes a moment to look out over the crowd, her hands on her hips. She flexes her gloved fingers, the fingerless elbow gloves leaving her arms bare. Her thighs are thick and toned, the gap between them visible as she climbs the steps.

Once inside, she takes a lap around the ring, her hips swaying slightly as she basks in the limelight, exposing herself to the crowd.

The crowd's attention is momentarily diverted as a figure emerges from under the ring. It's Ivan, the current referee for the match. He must have slept there, a last minute decision after his grueling match the previous night.

Ivan looks disheveled, his red hair tousled and his blue eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep. He's wearing only a pair of loose sweatpants, his muscular torso bare and glistening with a sheen of sweat. As he climbs the steps to the ring, the crowd notices the fresh bruises and cuts marring his skin, evidence of his recent fight.

He then pulled of the sweatpants to show that he's wearing his wrestling gar underneath. Rummaging underneath the ring, he pulls out a ref's cap and put it on his head before climbing inside the ring.

At the sight of Ivan, Thanatos' mood soured a bit. She didn't know the guy was the ref.

Spoiler

“Oh boy, oooooh boy I’m so nervoooooooouuuus!” Inside her changing room, Asuka Anne Amamiya, better known as HurricAnne at LAW… correction, better known as nothing since she wasn’t known at LAW at all, walked around the lockers room at a speed that made slipping and falling over a possibility in a vain hope of calming her state of nervousness. “Okay Asuka. Breathe deep. Inhale. Exhale. Inhaaaaale. Great now I’m hyperventilating.” After sitting for a while until she didn’t feel lightheaded Anne focused on what she could control. The first thing to come to her mind was her attire for the night. She looked at herself in the mirror with a content smile on her face. She wasn’t wearing her full battle regalia but she was more than sure that wouldn’t be a problem to either the crowd or her rival since she was wearing a pink spandex bikini adorned with some more pink thighighs and sleeves. “You look dashing gurl!”, said Asuka while looking at her own reflection. It wasn’t a understatement though. Her attire for the night left just enough for the imagination to make it even more exciting and Asuka couldn’t wait to see how her debut unfolded.

After being given a cue by LAW’s behind the stage staff HurricAnne walked until she was backstage. From there she had a small rest area and a lot of screens from which she could witness her rival’s entrance. Thanks to her manager’s insight the white-haired had made some research on this Thanatos and even if her name sounded pretty threatening she didn’t look like an evil one. In fact, the woman was pretty similar in size to Anne and the white-haired had to admit she looked stunning in that black bikini. She was curvy and sexy and her attire just hinted the prize hiding beneath. Asuka licked her lips. It looked like a debut made in heaven! A double debut, in fact. As HurricAnne remembered that she made a mental note to make this as good for her rival as she planned it to be for her.

After walking to the ring in between some cheering and catcalls HurricAnne slipped between the ropes and had a proper look at her rival. The referee was also standing there, which reminded Anne of the special stipulation for that match. The red-haired man looked a little disheveled but wow he was looking good. If that was the kind of beauty in LAW Anne was in for a wonderful time! Thanatos looked even more dashing and sexy now that Anne was closer, but there was something off about her look. The woman looked distracted, as if her mood had darkened. HurricAnne didn’t know what was wrong but she wouldn’t have it, not for Thanatos’ debut nor for hers. “Heyyy. What’s wrong?”, she said in a calm, sweet voice as she put a hand on Thanatos’ shoulder. “It’s our big day and you look so cool and hot as hell, girl. Let’s just focus and have some fun!”, she finished with a optimistic smile trying her best to help Thanatos put whatever bothered her aside.

Thanatos' eyes narrow as she turns to face HurricAnne, the other wrestler's touch on her shoulder causing her to flinch slightly. She can feel the heat of Ivan's gaze on her from across the ring and it makes her skin crawl.

"Nothing's wrong," she lies, her voice tight. "Just ready to get this over with."

She steps away from HurricAnne's touch, not wanting any physical contact right now. Her eyes dart back to Ivan and she scowls, remembering the last time she saw him - when he took her virginity in the LAW tryouts. The memory makes her stomach churn.

Thanatos shakes her head, trying to clear it. She can't let her past with Ivan distract her now. She has a match to focus on.

"Let's just do this," she says curtly to HurricAnne. "I'm not here to make friends."

She turns away, putting some distance between herself and the other woman. Thanatos starts to stretch, limbering up her powerful body for the fight ahead. Her bikini strains against her curves as she moves, the tiny triangles of fabric barely covering her most intimate areas.

The crowd cheers as they watch her, many of them leering at her exposed flesh. Thanatos ignores them, her focus solely on the match and the woman she'll be facing in the ring.

Seeing her rival flinch at a slight touch to the shoulder left HurricAnne puzzled. Then her rival looked at her straight in the eye and coldly stated how nothing was wrong and how they should get over with that match as soon as possible. Anne was complettely puzzled about this reaction since Thanatos looked way more composed and energetic during her entrance. Could it be she was suffering from stage fright? The purplette looked adamant in her position about how she was there to be done with work and not to make friends and Anne should have expected some of that way of thinking but something inside the white-haired told her that there was something else.

Then Anne realized the look Thanatos gave to the referee. Could it be that the woman knew him from before? Could they be former lovers, enemies? Now it was clear for Anne that the man made Thanatos uneasy and HurricAnne now had her sole purpose for that match clear: she was going to make it an experience both of them could remember fondly. For some instants Anne remained a little dazed with Thanatos’ luscious curves as the woman stretched but then she reminded that she wasn’t a spectator but a contestants and did the same, making a good show of two curvaceous and hot women getting ready for a heated clash.

Finally ready for her debut formally starting, HurricAnne walked to the center of the ring where she waited for her rival. She put her guard stance up. “Okay Thanatos. Not gonna go easy on you, so bring it on!”, she challenged her rival to take the initiative and make the first move.

Thanatos smirks at HurricAnne's challenge, a flash of her usual confidence returning. She saunters towards the center of the ring, her hips swaying with each step.

"Don't worry, I wasn't planning on it," she replies with a smirk. "You ready to eat mat, pretty girl?"

Thanatos drops into her own guard stance, legs spread in a wide stance, gloved hands raised and ready. The crowd cheers at the display of aggression, many of them hoping for a quick and brutal finish.

Ivan steps between the two women, raising his hand. "Ready...begin!"

He steps back and Thanatos explodes forward, closing the distance to HurricAnne in a blink. She feints with a jab to the face before spinning into a vicious roundhouse kick aimed at the other woman's midsection. Her toned thigh muscles flex as she puts her full weight behind the strike, intent on driving the air from her opponent's lungs and setting the tone for the match.

Anne smiled happily when she noticed how Thanatos recovered some of her confidence. All along her not to long life the white-haired had been looked down by people trying to offend her by saying that her enthusiasm and energy was a sign of naivete. Now, looking at how her positive attitude had helped Thanatos regain some of her confidence helped Anne reassure herself and find that her approach was the best one. Seeing how Thanatos was throwing some challenges at her was exactly what she wanted. Now that was a double debut! “I wouldn’t mind eating something else… wait, you think I’m pretty? I think you’re pretty…”, stated Anne clumsily as a reply to Thanatos remarks.

There wasn’t any time to dwelve on those thoughts since the referee went in between them and formally started the match. Now it finally was the time for action. Anne was confidently adopting a guard stance when she reacted just in time to avoid a jab… or at least that was what would have happened but the jab turned out to be just a feint, a distraction. “Well play-uuuuungh!” As Anne was throwing some compliment to her rival’s skills the ruse hiding behind the distraction was revealed when Thanatos connected a roundhouse kick against HurricAnne’s midsection. Cupping her stomach in pain the white-haired took a couple steps back, reeling in pain and leaving herself quite open.

Seeing HurricAnne reeling from the kick, Thanatos presses her advantage. She follows up with a flurry of strikes, her gloved hands and feet a blur as she assaults the other woman's body with various punches.

The crowd roars with each hit, the energy in the arena electric as they witness Thanatos' brutal onslaught. Ivan watches intently from the side, his eyes never leaving the action in the ring.

Thanatos is relentless, not giving HurricAnne a moment to recover. She can see the pain in the other woman's eyes and it only fuels her aggression. This is her debut, her chance to make a statement, and she intends to do it in the most dominant way possible.

She throws a final punch to HurricAnne's stomach, intent on folding the girl over with the powerful blow.

It turned out Thanatos was pretty tough. After making Anne reel back with her powerful roundhouse kick the purple-haired followed up with a barrage of punches and hits against the HurricAnne, who couldn’t do much to avoid it and just took all those hits to the best of her endurance. It wasn’t an easy task because Thanatos was really strong, but the match was still young and Anne wasn’t scared of a few punches. It took two to tango and she was more than willing to dance, even more when that kind of strategies was something the white-haired liked herself. It really looked like the two contestants were pretty alike.

No matter how Anne was respecting the match’s tempo and waiting for her opening, being hit by a complete barrage of punches wasn’t a pleasant experience, even less when Thanatos was as good as she was at it. Not willing to give the HurricAnne any time to rest or recover she kept pounding the white haired until a final punch to the stomach had Anne bending over and trying to regain her breath. Of course the first thing she would do after getting a mouthful of air would be to speak, all while smiling in a stark contrast to her situation while holding a finger. “Okay, I’m gonna need you to stop doing that!”, she said in a pretty carefree tone, but the truth was that she was taken aback by the ruthlessness of Thanatos’ offensive and she needed some time to be back in shape, just what it looked like Thanatos wasn’t willing to give her.

A wicked grin spreads across Thanatos' face at HurricAnne's words. She loves nothing more than pushing her opponents to their limits, seeing the look of pain and desperation in their eyes.

"Oh, I don't think so, pretty girl," she smirked, "I'm just getting started."

Thanatos sees her opening as HurricAnne bends over, still trying to catch her breath from the barrage of punches. In a flash, she moves in, wrapping her powerful arms around the other woman's torso.

With a grunt of effort, Thanatos lifts HurricAnne up, using her leverage to hoist the white-haired wrestler high into the air in a vertically upsidedown. The crowd gasps at the sudden move, many of them on their feet to get a better view.

Thanatos spins, using the momentum to swing HurricAnne over her head and down towards the mat. She aims for a brutal impact, intent on driving the air from her opponent's lungs and potentially stunning her with the powerful Piledriver!

Okay, based on what was transpiring in the match it was pretty clear that Thanatos didn’t feel herself compelled at all by the HurricAnne’s words when the white-haired made her happy remark about maybe, mayyyybe stopping hitting her. After all, what would she expect from that, her rival just dropping the match and offering her to go for some chocolate milk and cupcakes? That wouldn’t do for Anne either. In the end and despite her carefree and happy-go-lucky looks the HurricAnne was a combatant and she found her best self in the heat of battle, either sensual or just technical. Yes, she might be on the receiving end for now, but she had trained hard and knew how to take it and bide her time before it’s her turn to come back.

“Ummm, Thanatos? That’s…” Anne was surprised when hoisted upside-down by Thanatos and despite her calm tone it was evident in the yelp of surprise she let out. It was clear what was coming and it was going to be rough so the HurricAnne did something unexpected of her and just remained silent. It was okay, she had gone over this in training several times. She breathed deep and relaxed her body so it took as least amount of damage as possible as the piledriver started going.

“Ooooof!!! That’s gonna be sore in the morning…”, thought Anne after her body impacted against the mat, a powerful strain felt on her back and neck mostly. It had been a good offensive by Thanatos and so far the only thing the white-haired could do was to rest there, splayed on the mat and hoping that Thanatos would give her the seconds she needed to recover and maybe start thinking about a comeback.