L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Oil match
Win by pinfall submission or KO

Chizuru was really curious about today's match, there was nothing like she didn't believing in Fuuka's legend of being an absolute monster in this type of matches but she was really surprised about the fact of something like that being real, she fought the lightweight and she wasn't stupid or an absolute jobber but being totally honest the blunette was bellow average at best. "How is possible for someone to change to the point of being undefeated just with adding some oil in one match... Feels unreal huh..." Talking to herself while looking her figure at the mirror the Rent-A-Wrestler smiled, her body was full of energy and her new bikini was ready to be the lucky charm she needed, she was s bit sad knowing how dirty it will be at the end of the match but a bikini was better than a full attire.

Her music sound and was time for the brunette to made her way to the muddy structure, it her first time in a match with this conditions and in front of her she will need to defeat and absolute master of it. But she was confident, Chizuru showed more than once she deserved respect and be taken as s menace and listening to the crowd screams they seemed to be in the same boat. All the stadium went crazy receiving the brunette who clapped hands with them while showing her best smile. The first match was business but this revenge Fuuka proposed... She was her by her own... With that last thought in her mind Chizuru awaited for her opponent.

Spoiler

Fuuka Yamagishi wondered how accurately Chizuru was estimating the gap between the blunette's dry wrestling and oil wrestling prowess. Honestly, Fuuka struggled to believe it at first herself. But when the oil was in there slicking things up, everything just felt like it clicked into place for her in a way that it just didn't otherwise. And if you didn't have faith, all you had to do was look at her records. Then if that wasn't enough, then just watch her.

Fuuka's Theme: Time - Atsushi Kitajoh Remix - Persona 3 Dancing Moon Night

Ring Attire

Fuuka's music came on, and she came out to especially loud cheering. She always drew a bit better in her oil matches, and this being a rematch to avenge a loss fought dry only spurred more on to come and see the oily action. Fuuka ran up to the ring and slid in on the already oily surface of the mat on her knees before using her momentum to spin up to her feet and stop. Just a little preview of her enhanced oil mobility.

But once Fuuka saw Chizuru, she was immediately horrified. "Oh, Chizuru, no!" she said. "Y-you can't oil wrestle in a top that's so loose and bouncy. Your boobs are going to try to pop out the moment they get so much as nudged with how slick everything gets." Admittedly this was something that Fuuka herself had been victimized by in one of her early oil bouts, before her knowledge had caught up to her talent. She only hoped that perhaps Chizuru had some back up to keep her modesty protected.

Chizuru awaited for her opponent in the ring until finally the blunette was close to her but the first words her opp said caught her off guard. It was an oil match so obviously her attires will have a worse time to protect their bodies and let them covered, it was basic but being the first time Chizuru fought in one of this matches... She just forgot.

The brunette quickly turned red and tried to hide it turning until Fuuka could only watch her back, then the Rent-A-Wrestler laugh nervously trying to find some excuse for what she just did. "Hahahaha...!! Don't worry Fuuka I obviously knew it!! That's just... A handicap...Yeah that's it!! Last time this body defeated you easily and I thought it was just fair to let the crowd and my opponent see it when it happen again today!!" She didn't want to sound rude or mean but it was the best excuse she found to don't look pathetic.

Knowing she maybe messed something up with her clumsy speech Chizuru offered her hand to Fuuka with a smile trying to find a handshake before starting the match.

Fuuka was a very perceptive woman, very good at reading people. Having said that, even if she wasn't, it still would've been blatantly obvious that Chizuru was bluffing like a bad poker player about her outfit. Chizuru's bluff even gave away some information to Fuuka. Namely that the Rent-A-Wrestler wasn't respecting the Lightweight's oil prowess.

Fuuka decided to have a little fun with Chizuru's wardrobe faux pas and subsequent attempt to cover it up. Normally she wouldn't, but if the brunette was going to claim dominance in Fuuka's domain, the Oil Queen couldn't just let her get away with it. "Well then, if that's how you feel about your chances, then how about we make this a wager match?"

"But what to bet? Ah, that's it!" Fuuka said as she spotted a certain couple of people ringside. Two of her best friends, actress and high school dorm mate Yukari Takeba, as well as streamer and Fuuka's tag partner Chiaki Nanami, had both come to support Fuuka in her attempt to avenge her previous defeat.

Yukari

Chiaki

"Yukari! They're still filming the new season of that action series you're in, right?" Fuuka asked. "If Chizuru wins, you think you could slip her into a role for an episode? She's got the look for TV, don't you think?"

Yukari was normally quick to irritate when her friends got up to shenanigans, but Fuuka so rarely was the friend starting it that she was willing to give some leeway. Plus, Yukari had complete faith in Fuuka to win, and she would only have to actually do anything if Fuuka lost. "Alright, I'll play along," she said. "I should have enough sway to swing a one or two episode bit part. But you better understand that I'm not just footing the bill of your bet Fuuka. I believe in you. But if you do lose, that just means you'll owe me instead of her."

"Of course, I wasn't intending anything less. Now Chiaki. . ." said Fuuka as she turned to address both her tag partner and opponent as best as she could. "Chiaki really likes smothers. Ah, I mean, being smothered by other women. In fact, after our first match, she told me about how jealous she got over you trying to put your breasts on my face so much. So I'm thinking that if I win, then Chiaki gets and hour with you, having you smother her however she wants."

Chiaki blushed at this, "Hey hey. I. . . I guess I owe you won if you win, Fuuka."

"Well, Chizuru? Do we have a wager?" Fuuka asked as she extended her hand.

All happened so fast, what started with Chizuru trying to find the worst excuse possible to justify the worst attire ever for this type of matches it ended up with somehow the best chance she had in so long.

AAAAAAAAA... AAAAAAACTION SERIES??? WITH A LOT OF PROFESSIONALS AND PEOPLE WATCHING IT??? JUST BECAUSE OF WINNING ONCE AGAIN A GIRL WHO SHE DEFEATED ONCE NOT SO LONG???? And if she end up losing her punish was... Smother a cute girl???- It felt unreal like a fantasy but she couldn't show this emotions to Fuuka or her friends so all of this thoughts and internal screams were shown to the world with just a long "Aaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

After falling in silence again she didn't want to look so happy and it was reasonable, it's not like she thought this will be a free win, after all she listened about Fuuka in this type of matches and maybe if dhe looked to much happy the blunette will change the bet. "I mean.... Yeah count with me!!! I'm obviously excited for this chance but...Don't seems like a win win for me?? If you're okay with it count with me too Fuuka!!" Chizuru looked at her opponent and then changed her vision to Yukari, she was truly beautiful... This chance... She needed to show them all and win this match... When she was aiming to return the handshake to her opponent her eyes stopped once again, she recognized another 2 familiar faces, Yume and Yagi two past students who were there because the same Chizuru was the one who asked them to.

The brunette asked both of them to come and finally watch one of her matches live and close but being so focused now she just smiled at them before the Rent-A-Wrestler prepared herself to start the battle. "Let's enjoy it again, Fuuka."

Looking at her ex master and friend Yagi laugh while Yume looked at her curiously. "You look do confident about this, did you watched Fuuka oil history???"

Yagi suddenly stop the laughter to watch at Yume "Did you see the difference between them?? Shut up cute doll and enjoy the show." With 0 intention to answer back Yume just turned her eyes in to the match.

Yume

Yagi

Perhaps Fuuka skewed the odds into Chizuru's favor with the terms she'd set. She could certainly tell that the brunette thought so at least. But that didn't really matter to Fuuka. She wasn't focused so much on balancing the wager, or punishing Chizuru for underestimating her. She just wanted to give Chiaki something that she knew her friend would enjoy.

"We have a bet then," Fuuka said as Chizuru completed the handshake. With that short delay gone past, both girls returned to their corners to wait for the bell to start the match. Once that sound rung out, the Rent-A-Wrestler would come to learn just how different a wrestler Fuuka was once things got slippery.

A defensive fighter when dry, Fuuka would come out aggressive in the oil. Looking like a figure skater with how she glided across the slick mat, Fuuka would pick up speed before moving to slide behind Chizuru. But only so far as to get into the brunette's blind spot before changing direction and cutting back in front of her. Then the blunette would drop low and stick her leg out, trying to sweep through Chizuru's legs and drop the Rent-A-Wrestler to her knees.

If Chizuru was made to kneel before Oil Queen Fuuka, she would follow up by launching out of her crouched position with an Uppercut right on Chizuru's chin. But the blunette knew that she didn't punch very hard, and that the Rent-A-Wrestler was sturdy, so she didn't expect the Uppercut to knock Chizuru down to her back. So, Fuuka was fully prepared to follow her Uppercut with a Spinning Backheel Kick right on Chizuru's kisser, her plant foot splashing up oil as she spun.

The bell rang and the match started, Chizuru didn't know what to expect of Fuuka I'm this type lf matches but she didn't have time to thought about it, before she could even start to create a plan the blunette was close to her moving really fast in the oiled ring until she hide in Chizuru's blind spot, the brunette tried to turn back just in the same moment the lightweight changed her direction completing the perfect feint.

The Rent-A-Wrestler tried to modify her posture again but the oil did it's job and Chizuru was close to fell in to the mat. "Huuuuuuu-Aaaaaaaggh!!"

The oil couldn't throw Chizuru but her opponent could with her leg Fuuka made the Rent-A-Wrestler to fell on her knees and with no time to answer the brunette met Fuuka's punch in her chin letting Chizuru dizzy and her torso slowly moving to both directions until the lightweight finished her first attack with a beautiful Spinning Backheel Kick making the Rent-A-Wrestler to fell in to the slippery mat, Fuuka wasn't the strongest but this combo really hurt Chizuru.

Fuuka was doing as Fuuka does as she opened with a big combo that left Chizuru flat on her back. The blunette knew she wasn't too strong, but she also knew that anybody would be reeling after eating an Uppercut and Spinning Backheel Kick back to back, so Fuuka wasn't going to hesitate at all in continuing to push. Now that the Rent-A-Wrestler was down, it was time for things to get real dangerous.

Fuuka jumped above Chizuru, rotating her body around as she did so in order to face the opposite direction of the brunette while attempting to hit her with a Body Splash. If Fuuka connected, then the reason for her turning around would be revealed; she would then try to lock her legs around Chizuru for a Reverse Headscissor. Fuuka would finish by using her legs to pull Chizuru in while pushing her own hips back, adding an oily Butt Smother onto her attack.

The start of the match was the opposite of what Chizuru was aiming for, she had a hard time while the Princess of the Oil showed once again why she earned that name and how different she was in that stipulation.

The Rent-A-Wrestler was lost the stipulation, her opponent, the momentum it was to much to think of and in the worst of times, with no time to answer the lightweight continued her punish, not only with a reverse headscissors but after moving her body a bit an humiliating but smother joined the combo.

The brunette could only flail her body totally alarmed trying to find a miraculous salvation and without knowing it, making the slippery terrain to move both girls.

"I'm a lot different from the first time you fought me, aren't I?" Fuuka teased as she wiggled her oily rear into Chizuru's face. The larger girl didn't quite seem to know what she was supposed to do, just flailing her arms around. Though to be fair, that did end up causing the two to slide around, which managed to concern Fuuka that Chizuru might eventually slide them into the ropes for a break.

To counteract this, Fuuka would slide her body off of Chizuru's while rolling onto her back so that she could swing her legs around with the brunette still trapped between them and slide her towards the center of the ring. The Oil Queen would slide after her opponent and try to grab an arm so that she could put Chizuru into an oily Armbar. A hold that was even more effective in oil wrestling than normal, because with four limbs working to control one arm, even the slipperiness of the oil usually wouldn't be enough to buy an easy escape for the victim. If Chizuru got locked into the Armbar, then she'd have to earn her freedom.