The Prima Donna's Diary - Chapter 6.2: Lightweights & Leotards III (vs Rebecca Watatsumi)
Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2025 10:01 pm
Dear Diary~...
Ami Anderson, the 'Prima Donna Darling' vs Rebecca Watatsumi
Match Type: Hardstyle Hentai
The win condition is to force your opponent to orgasm and then either pin them, submit them, or knock them out. There are no DQs, count-outs are on, and any attempts at a submission, pinfall, or knockout will not be counted unless the opponent has forced an orgasm first. Furthermore, both the orgasm and the following pin attempt/submission/knockout must take place inside the confines of the ring in the presence of the referee.
"...Making her way to ring, hailing from Los Angeles, California...standing at 4'11 and weighing in at 105 lbs, the brightest star in the sky...the sweetest diva on the stage...the PRIMA DONNA DARLING...AMI...ANDERSON!!!"
Ami stepped out from behind the curtain, dressed in her leotard gear, ready for another night of action. She smiled at the small audience, blowing a couple of kisses in their direction as her song played on the overhead speakers. The space within the auditorium was so energetic despite its smaller size and capacity limit. Still, the energy was palpable, and Ami LOVED it. She felt the cool breeze brush between her thighs, sending a chill up her spine as she sauntered forward, swaying her hips around to put on a brief show...she was focused on the match, of course, but tossing a little bit of eye candy before the bell rang never hurt anybody. With a smile and a wave, Ami would pull herself up the apron and slip between the ropes, entering the ring and throwing her arms up in a cheerful pose that garnered some cheers, claps, and a LOT of spirited cat calls and wolf whistles. She'd stretch and loosen herself up, flaunting her figure while doing so, making sure that EVERYONE got a nice view of her leotard-clad assets, lifting one leg high and resting it on the ropes as part of her little 'warm-up' while she waited for her opponent's arrival.

Diary Entry (READ ME)
Following my match against Haru, I've managed to sway the higher-ups' minds once again. My match drew a good number of views, so they were interested in me continuing my little project. I mean, it's a win-win. The audience gets a pretty steamy match, I get to test myself and satisfy my desires, and the higher-ups get a good chunk of money thanks to the ticket sales. OH!!!! That's right, I almost forgot, diary!!! This time, however, my opponent and I WILL be wrestling in front of a live crowd, albeit a smaller one than normal. Still, it should be good fun...especially given the rules for tonight. I shouldn't spoil TOO much, diary, but let's just say that things might get a LITTLE bit lewd tonight~...wish me luck!!!
XOXO, Yours forever~, Ami Anderson...The Prima Donna Darling~ <3
XOXO, Yours forever~, Ami Anderson...The Prima Donna Darling~ <3
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Ami Anderson, the 'Prima Donna Darling' vs Rebecca Watatsumi
Match Type: Hardstyle Hentai
The win condition is to force your opponent to orgasm and then either pin them, submit them, or knock them out. There are no DQs, count-outs are on, and any attempts at a submission, pinfall, or knockout will not be counted unless the opponent has forced an orgasm first. Furthermore, both the orgasm and the following pin attempt/submission/knockout must take place inside the confines of the ring in the presence of the referee.
Spoiler
"...Making her way to ring, hailing from Los Angeles, California...standing at 4'11 and weighing in at 105 lbs, the brightest star in the sky...the sweetest diva on the stage...the PRIMA DONNA DARLING...AMI...ANDERSON!!!"
Ami stepped out from behind the curtain, dressed in her leotard gear, ready for another night of action. She smiled at the small audience, blowing a couple of kisses in their direction as her song played on the overhead speakers. The space within the auditorium was so energetic despite its smaller size and capacity limit. Still, the energy was palpable, and Ami LOVED it. She felt the cool breeze brush between her thighs, sending a chill up her spine as she sauntered forward, swaying her hips around to put on a brief show...she was focused on the match, of course, but tossing a little bit of eye candy before the bell rang never hurt anybody. With a smile and a wave, Ami would pull herself up the apron and slip between the ropes, entering the ring and throwing her arms up in a cheerful pose that garnered some cheers, claps, and a LOT of spirited cat calls and wolf whistles. She'd stretch and loosen herself up, flaunting her figure while doing so, making sure that EVERYONE got a nice view of her leotard-clad assets, lifting one leg high and resting it on the ropes as part of her little 'warm-up' while she waited for her opponent's arrival.
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