Win via Pinfall, Submission, KO, or DQ
Suzuki was getting ready for her latest match as she got dressed in the locker room. The mother of one very troublesome shark had already wrapped up her chest, and now she was slipping her foot pads over her feet. A knock on the door would disrupt her focus and, after letting out an annoyed groan, Suzuki would head over to see who it was. Upon opening the door, the older woman would find a tiny, meek looking woman in black pants with a LAW t-shirt on. “Hello?” the raven haired milf would ask as she stared down at her. It seemed like she was part of the staff, but instead of explaining why she was here, the chick just stared at her. Raising an eye brow during the silence, Suzuki would realize the woman was staring at her crotch. That explained the stunned expression on her face. After all the older woman hadn’t put on her briefs yet so she was completely exposed. It didn’t bother her that the staff member was staring, but it was annoying to wait for the lady to say what she wanted. So, Suzuki would start snapping her fingers in the woman’s face. Trying to snap the person out of their little trance.
“Hey! What do you want!” Suzuki would bark, this time louder to get the woman’s attention. It seemed to work as the chick blinked and flinched in fear. Not surprising, since she practically radiated ‘don’t fuck with me’ aura.
“U-Uuuuh…y-you’re on in five m-minutes ma’am!” The poor woman squeaked out in fear of the fighter. Suzuki couldn’t help but roll her eyes. The dumbass could’ve just said that through the door. Maybe she was new of something. Either way, the milf figured she might as well play with this little mouse while she had the chance.
“So…you’re saying we have five minutes to ourselves?~” Suzuki would purr as she leaned down. Bringing their faces together as she licked her pitch black lips. The woman’s reaction to this was priceless. She turned bright red and started shaking as if she couldn’t compute what just happened. Amused by her reaction, Suzuki would take pity on the girl and pat her on the head before shutting the door. Not wasting anymore time, the woman would finish getting dressed. After slipping on her briefs and gloves, Suzuki would tie up her hair before exiting the locker room. Making her way through the halls, she’d take her time as she went to make her entrance. While looking forward to getting her hands on a new victim, the older woman wasn’t in a rush. She’d simply take her time and keep herself level headed as she walked to the ring.
Suzuki Adachi
