L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Anesthesia didn't know much about her opponent for this evening, other then they shared a slight resemblance to each other and that she had the gall to call her out! The Dark Nightengale was both infuriated and interested in equal measure. She couldn't wait to tear this specimen apart...

Walking onto the stage, having snatched a microphone from the hands of one of the backstage attendants, she would stop and stare at her debuting opponent for a moment, clad in her normal attire of a shiny pink skin-tight sleeveless mini dress that stopped an inch down her smooth thighs, the zipper in the front undone to below her navel to show off her plump breasts and toned abs. A pair of white stockings covered her shapely thighs down to her feet clad with red opened toed shoes. A wry, devious smile would appear on the face of the nurse as she brought her microphone up to her lips.

"Is this some kind of joke dear? Calling me out? What nerve... you clearly are unaware of how things are," she would seductively chuckle, bringing her gloved hand up to her mouth, before continuing, "Darling, you're in my world now. I've spent years finding new ways to break strong, beautiful women... women just like you,"

Anesthesia would then slowly walk down to the ring, keeping her microphone in hand.

"You may think you're a Queen, but in that ring you are nothing more than my little lab rat, and I'm going to enjoy dissecting you until you scream~"

Anesthesia would then hop up to the ring apron, sliding into the ring between the middle and bottom rope, showing off her inciting legs and even giving a bit of an up skirt shot in the process, before walking up to Violette, their lovely chests only inches apart from each other (to the enjoyment of those with photography) as she waited for a response from the newcomer.

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Violette laughed as Anesthesia started her short monologue. It was clear that the latex-clad nurse was not kidding, even though Violette clearly was going to put an end to the tone she was using, if she wins. She could honestly have answered physically to the brunette's attacks, but she was better than that.

Stealing the microphone from Anesthesia's hands, she said:
"Well, your words - they're beautiful. I'm telling you. You still speak very well for someone that has already spent days - yes - days, whimpering on this very ring. I'm hoping to extend that duration - it will last forever. The shame you'll feel after quitting this ring? You'll bear it. Forever.", a nice smirk displayed onto her face, betraying the evil in her mind. Throwing the microphone off the ring, she wanted to be the one deciding the pace of this match.

Looking at the announcer, she flicked her fingers, indicating to the officials that the match should start.

*Ding Ding!*

And it did right away, to her surprise. Her dominant aura had its effect apparently!

Though, being so close to her opponent, that wasn't the best way for her to start the match. She still quickly reached forward, willing to tangle her hands with her opponent's, bringing them up for a test of strength.
"You can just give up now." she said with a calm, confident tone as she pushed as much as she could to bring her opponent down to her knees.

Anesthesia wouldn't be intimidated by Violette's words, although deep down she was angered, the so called Queen accusing Anesthesia of spending days whimpering in the ring! That wasn't true! She was the one who caused whimpering, she was the one who caused suffering, and she was going to show this newcomer that!

To the nurses surprise, the bell would ring as soon as she would snap her fingers. It seems everyone, from the fans to the ringside attendants, had fallen under this girl's dominant aura... but she wouldn't! Accepting the request for a lock up, Anesthesia's gloved fingers interlocking with Violette's as they engaged in a test of strength.. which wouldn't go well for the Nightingale! Despite he best efforts, she would be brought down to her knees before the queen!

"Nggh... you're strong..." Anesthesia would mutter, arms shaking from the pressure being pushed down upon them. Knowing that this would only lead to humiliation, Anesthesia would try to escape the wrist lock, rolling onto her back and pressing her feet up to the chest of Violette. She would then push against the chest of Violette with her legs, hoping to break that iron like grip!

Violette didn't quite feel intimitated by Anesthesia, at least, before she pulled of that smart counter to Violette's test of strength. A bit taken off-guard, first by the unexpected maneuver, but also by the sudden sharp pain that Anesthesia's heels were causing as they pushed against the Queen's busty chest, forcing her to release the grip she had, forcing her to step back with a loud and painful groan, resetting the advantage for both of the wrestlers.

"You're going to pay for this!" Violette said as soon as she took that step back, looking down to her reddening breasts.

The silver-haired beauty didn't think about it twice before striking back at her opponent though, hoping that she'd catch Anesthesia before she could have the chance to get up. Rushing towards the other woman, Violette only had one objective: grip Anesthesia by her hair, forcing her to look up at Violette - who had a nasty grin displayed onto her face, before the Queen would try to smash her opponent's head onto the mats, repeatedly so.