As Yumi wore her secondary attire for her second match after a few hours she felt the occasion was right for some reason. Spoiler
"After winning my first match I feel I can do much better in this match up and keep improving my endurance..."
She bowed her head and prepared for her entrance. Soon enough Yumi heard her theme playing and the announcer called out in Japanese.
[This contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Tokyo, Japan...Yumi Imai!]
At the mention of her name the newbie ran out. A number of the crowd cheered at her appearance as her red hair was definitely a crowd pleaser. She would blow kisses to the crowd and run in relatively short skirt unintentionally getting the audiences attention. She would continue to walk to the ring. Nodding to the referee the crimson haired girl stood in the center of ring looking in the direction of her opponent.
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The lights cut out as the electronica of 'Gold' pulses through the arena. The stage fills with smoke, obscuring it. As the vocals kick in the directional lights flare to life, cutting through the darkness in dramatic swathes. They scan the ring and audience, offering a momentary reprieve from the darkness. Tiny flecks of gold confetti sparkle brilliantly within the arena.
The lights all assemble on the ramp and trace their way up it. Among the smoke and glitter, the shapely silhouette of a woman waits. Her head down and arms at her sides. Statue still. The music stops for a few beats. The lights cut once again. But as the beat drops everything returns! A dazzling crescendo of sound and sensation!
The Sinister Siren reveals herself. Her expression was surprisingly cheery. Almost amused at the idea that another woman would dare to challenge her. To match her mood, she had chosen to don a more lighthearted attire for the night's proceedings. A white one piece swimsuit that left her lovely toned midsection exposed. Bows and frills and other effiminate adornments decorated the thin lycra of the swimsuit. It was painted in pastels of white and blue with golden trim.
She threw a fist in the air with a primal scream! Rose Gold was here! White Rose!
"Introducing first! fighting out of Hokkaido, Japan, weighing in at 119lbs. ROSE GOOOOOOLD!" cried the ring announcer dramatically!
Rose leapt onto the ring apron and then would vault over the top rope and into the ring proper! She'd leap atop the corner opposite the ramp and throw another fist into the air! The lithe woman's body was on full display in the white skintight swimsuit! Every ripple of flesh, every curve of her body! Athletic and sultry. It's backside barely covered her own, allowing much of her plump posterior to tantalizingly exposed.
The blonde looked over her shoulder from her position on the turnbuckles. Down upon the red head from atop her perch. The position always amused her... It made her feel like a bird of prey.
She hopped off the turnbuckle, causing her firm pert breasts to bounce within the cups of her attire. Her opponent was larger than her... In nearly every way. A middleweight with a voluptuous body. She approached the center of the ring and took a moment to examine her nails.
"Trite" She stated to noone in particular.
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Yumi would stare at her opponent with a rather endearing expression almost as if she was intrigued by her opponent. Yumi would continue to observe her over all stance, appearance and verbal demeanor. "So this is what a pro wrestler is like? There's a lot of different styles going on in this league. I'll be sure to keep an eye out for that" Yumi would say to herself.
Yumi would take off her boxing gloves then walk over to her opponent and say "Don't hold back and give me your best?!" Yumi would say to Rose and would hold out her fist for a bump as the bell rang.
Rose watched as her opponent drank her in. As it should be. She was a beautiful flower. A jewel. That Yumi would get to be this close to her was a privilege all of its own. One Rose was certain the red head didn't deserve. That said... She had to begrudgingly admit the woman was beautiful. She'd always had a thing for red heads.
She kept her wandering eyes well obfuscated, but she had noted the woman's short skirt. The glimpse she'd taken of her pale thighs had been mouth watering. She was curvy, in an athletic sort of way. It was clear that she had worked on her physique... But she still retained the softness of her feminine side. Her fingers clenched and unclenched unconsciously as she imagined what sinking her digits into the soft flesh of her bust would be like... She determined then that she'd be sure to find out.
"Oh honey, I'm unlike any other in this league. I assure you." She pompously put her hands atop her wide hips with a smile. She watched the woman's hands as she stripped away her boxing gloves... A striker, hm?
Rose was startled from her analysis as Yumi made a request of her. 'Don't hold back' she said. "How presumptuous." She glared at the woman. Staring directly at the extended fist that was meant to be a show of sportsmanship. "You're hardly worthy of my best." She spat. She put up both of her hands. Exposing her palms and showing all ten fingers. "Ten minutes. I'll have you howling like a bitch in heat in under ten minutes." Her glare melted away into an arrogant grin.
She could taste the older woman's innocence from here. The world of LAW was unlike the boxing world. A world governed by rules and counts and corner men. There were no rounds. And Yumi was about to learn... Unlike in boxing, where her fists were the only piece that mattered... Here in the world of Women's Pro Wrestling... Her whole body was in play.
Yumi took Rose's response in a rather bewildered facial expression. "Wrestlers sure love to talk a lot" Yumi would say to herself. Yumi would then see the ten fingers and placed her hand on her forehead and said
"Oh boy you really picked the wrong day to say that. Now I have to beat you down a peg." Yumi would say confidently.
"Let's get started then shall we?"
Yumi would then get into her boxing stance and cock her right fist back and attempt to throw a right hook at Rose's face. If successful Yumi would then continue the onslaught with a patented strike combo and caps it off with an uppercut that sends Rose reeling to the corner ropes.
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Rose's grin only widened as she drank in Yumi's disbelief. "For a girl so critical of my wordiness, you sure have a lot to say yourself." She rebutted. Yumi wasn't wrong however, Rose Gold was not known for her economy of words.
The time for talk had ended however. Yumi had assumed her stance and seemed keen on pressing the attack. Rose Gold on the other hand still hadn't taken much of an interest in the good natured redhead. She was a rookie from an inferior sport. What attention did she deserve?
It was only out of the corner of her eye that she'd noticed her opponent's sudden hooking punch! This was pro-wrestling. The brutal blow wasn't accompanied by the padding of a red glove.
She leaned back, barely. The blow glancing along her cheek and reddening it. Worse, she'd shifted her weight poorly. It'd caught her off guard and sent her staggering. The boxer wasn't content with a single blow. Each of them near misses as Rose flailed and staggered away from her opponent.
That was. Until the uppercut. The blow landed flush om her chin! It sent electricity down her spine and nearly pulled her out of her boots! "Hyahn~!" She squeaked out gracelessly, as the blow seemed to knock her spirit clean out of her body.
She fell bonelessly backwards against the turnbuckle. A blessing that might have saved her from a down in a boxing match. But in the wrestling ring, it was just a new vulnerability. She hung there, her arms over the top ropes with one eye open. Yumi'd seen this before plenty of times. Rose Gold had been rocked!
Yumi managed to knock the boots off her opponent with that last uppercut. The crowd cheered for Yumi as she was really putting in work early. "Come on now, I was expecting a better fight. Don't give out too early on me Rose" Yumi would raise fist to the crowd as the uproar grew larger. She certainly was becoming a crowd favorite no doubt.
After a bit of showboating Yumi then turned around and began to walk towards the winded Rose in the corner cracking her knuckles with a bit of confidence getting ready to unleash a bevy of fists her way. "I hope your ready for what's coming next. I'll try and make this quick." Yumi had changed her fighting stance to be a bit more on the offensive side of the fight giving Rose a possible opening.
Rose Gold watched as her opponent arrogantly turned her back to showboat. Her weary expression shifted unsubtly to one of amusement. Her punches had hurt for sure... They'd shaken her. But in truth... She was playing possum. It was a cowardly tactic, perhaps... But if you aren't cheating, you aren't trying.
She'd hoped that her display of weakness would reel the inexperienced rookie in. To make her eager to snatch a win and rush recklessly into her range... She'd never imagined that the redhead would instead present her with her back! A critical mistake.
By the time Yumi turned back around she'd find that Rose had disappeared from the corner. In fact, she would have a hard time locating her at all. The lightweight was fast on her feet... Agility had been something the slighter woman needed to rely on more often than not. She'd always been the smallest girl on the playground... And this match against a middleweight slugger was no different.
Slipping to the outside she'd encircle the ring. Silently, she'd slide back in when Yumi looked most vulnerable. Ghost-like, she'd approach the boxer from behind and spring her trap! Her hands thrust beneath the arms of the powerful striker and sink their digits into the soft pillowy flesh of her breasts over her sports-bra. She'd give both of them lecherous squeezes as she hugged the woman tightly from behind. She'd heft them from beneath, as if weighing them. Bouncing them in the palms of her hands. Grope Grope!
"You have such an indecent body Yumi. How do you even fight with these huge things?" She asked grinning. Her lewd assault seemed innocuous... But Yumi would find that Rose Gold was hard to shake from her back. That was... If her composure wasn't entirely broken from the sudden humiliation!
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With Yumi distracted by the cheers of the crowd this would give Rose a moment to breathe and take heart to strategize. As Yumi turned around she noticed one thing that Rose was no longer in the corner leaving Yumi to wonder "Where had she gone off to?" Nowhere to be found on the mat as she can see. Little did Yumi know that Rose was hiding outside the ring sneaking below hoping to catch her opponent by surprise.
Rose would circle around the ring to find the right spot, and find it she did. Rose decided to spring from behind catching Yumi by surprise instead of a vicious wrestling she had gone for something more sensual and cupped the read head's pillowy breasts quite the sight to behold for the crowd as Rose certainly seemed to be enjoying herself as she hugged Yumi closer and began to squeeze on her orbs. As Rose was having a groping session Yumi was certainly not pleased "This is not a lewd match! Why are you touching me like that?! Let go!" Yumi would yell as she attempted to push Rose off her rather enticing grip. Yumi was embarrassed struggling as she'd never let another woman touch her like that before as she continued to blush angrily almost as if she was flustered.
"Not a lewd match?" She practically cackled as she held tight to Yumi's breasts. Her fingers pressed into their soft flesh expertly. Indecent massaging that Yumi would hate to admit felt good. She didn't need to say it for Rose to ubderstand of course, her understanding of the female body was uncanny. She was a professional lesbian wrestler, after all.
"Oh sweetheart, do I have some bad news for you!" She mused. Her tone dripping with amusement at the woman's naivete.
"Perhaps in the boxing world, you only had to worry about your body." She started, hugging herself tight to Yumi's body as she struggled. "But in my ring? In my ring, your shame is on the line as well!" She finished as she would release the woman's breasts, finally allowing her to struggle free.
Though as they parted, Roses fingers would brush lightly, intentionally, across her sensitive nipples. She wanted to ensure they would be erect, standing shamefully against the thin fabric of her top.
"My. You're already so flustered after two minutes! Are you sure you belong here?" Her razor sharp barbs coated in the venom of self-doubt. A verbal jab could be just as effective as a physical one.
Rose was perhaps not the mightiest of competitors... But she was certainly amongst the cruellest. As Yumi Imai was starting to find out!
