Ana Satala/Lea - Going Down, Way Down.

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After what could only be described as the most heinous and curious of encounters, the entity known as Lea found herself in something of a rare mood. Violent of course, but oddly lustful. A hentai match would do that to anyone, even Lea, it seems.

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A single jacket to her hand, apparently finding no issue with swanning amongst the LAW premises in her ridiculously tight fitting and bouncy attire, Lea would find her figure mounting the elevator upon return from the top floor; the match she had of course having been on the bottom, but the curly haired blonde had something of a particular spot upon where she would leave her few belongings. One, apparently being a seldom used locker-room at the very highest point in the building.

Descending a few floors, likely now on her way to only God knows where, a despicable scowl to the few who found themselves before the blonde saw that the elevator would remain hers and hers alone. Until the lift she was in reached floor two, the doors swinging open...

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Ana Satala was feeling incredibly high: high on endorphins after an incredibly closely-fought hentai match with Cyrena Eros, the Greek Cypriot who styles herself after Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love. For her part, the Iranian wrestler can also claim divine inspiration as an acolyte of Anahita, the Persian goddess of goddess of fertility and healing, wisdom and water, not to mention goddess of war.

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Rushing out after the match, still in her favourite white wrestling bikini that contrasts nicely with her brown skin and shows off her superb cleavage and curvy ass to maximum effect, Ana realised she needed to shower and the block she prefers is by the locker rooms right on top of the LAW building. Having climbed the stairs to floor two already, Ana saw the elevator was about to pass by so hit the button, not caring if it was going up or down really. It would just be nice to get in for the ride after her hard-fought match with the scintillating Ms Eros.

Ping! Oops - at first the elevator seemed surprisingly empty when the doors slid open but she soon discovered the reason why: a big-limbed, curly-haired blonde wrestler with the sort of scowl on her face that could curdle a quart of milk in a microsecond.

"What ya staring at huh, blondie? Wouldn't you be more at home trollin' under a bridge?" Ana said breezily, still feeling incredibly high, and certainly not ready to tolerate any shit of blonde origination as she sashayed inside the elevator and pressed the number of the floor she wanted.

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When the doors open, Ana receives the same glare that had sent so many LAW employees either scarpering, or left bewildered. For some reason though, however detrimental to her health, Ana opted to ignore it. Even for some reason, opting to throw a verbal insult at the blonde.

Poking the bear, and then some.

Barely managing to hold in her desire to tear that smug grin from Ana's face, Lea simply focused on whatever she could else; eyes wide and glazing past the beauties face, before settling on the closing doors. That was, before she had noticed the outright curves on the figure now stood besides her.

A figure she immediately attacked with her eyes; head fully turned and pointed down, Lea made absolutely no effort to hide the fact she was gazing directly at Ana's great bust. Simply because she liked what she saw, of course. And because she felt no need to even try and hide.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Leaning back against the elevator wall Ana folded her arms, supporting boobs which still felt exceptionally heavy and swollen after her hectic hentai battle. As she looked up, her new lift companion's eyes were lasciviously and ashamedly devouring her babes, the blonde making no attempt to disguise where she was looking. Although Ana was quite used to other women ogling her pendulous tanned boobs she struck a belligerent pose immediately: from her vast experience it was always best to get your retaliation in first in these situations.

"I know honey, must make you feel kinda jealous seeing a rack this delectable close up. Don't ya wish your saggy, pale udders had as much definition as mine?!"

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Ana could have said nothing, or spoken a full essay. Nothing that anyone could have said could have distracted the blonde from the eye candy she was now feasting now, with her vision somewhat blocking out everything that was not Ana's perky, thick bosom. Unbeknown to her, Ana spoke words of arguably insult towards the blonde psychopath; words that again, fell on deaf ears.

Instead Lea merely continued glaring, lost in her trance as it were. To the point of even failing to notice the lift she was in grinding to a sudden halt. And not to open for another floor, either...

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Ana had never known another wrestler to take the sort of insults she was handing out without reacting violently and she started finding it unnerving; in fact the way Lea just kept staring at her was also unnerving. So unnerving that the Iranian woman soon found herself hitting the button that would bring the lift grinding to a halt between floors.

"I don't know what game you're playing blondie, but I don't much like it when folk stare at the merchandise without voicing their appreciation! So if you'd like to admit that my rack beats yours hands down, I'm sure we can get this lift underway again pretty damn quick!"

As a relative newbie at LAW Ana didn't know Lea by reputation, and had yet to realise that she might as well be talking to a brick wall. But the longer the other woman snubbed her, the more wound up Ana got... until she was standing toe to toe with the blonde so that their cantilevered racks actually grazed each other and even started to touch...

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The fact that it was Ana herself that brought the lift to a stop did not distract Lea's attention from that bust any more. The blondes eyes were practically buried in there, and nothing short of contact between the two now would seemingly change it. Contact the blonde soon got, much to her enjoyment...

That bust her eyes were so fascinated with seemingly getting closer, it would be Ana's gentle nudging into Lea's own monstrously big pair that made the blonde finally snap from her hypnotised moment. Of course, in a way that could have accurately being described as 'perverted.'

Raising her hands, she'd simply latch them firmly onto Ana's hips; her fingers immediately digging in, as she pulled the girl closer. Those mighty busts now mushrooming more so, Lea's interaction with the Iranian beauty was not only the start of her encounter with Double D at the start of the night. And that was a hentai match...

[Anime_dreamfighter]

"Oho - so you're one of those gals thinks actions speak louder than words, huh?" Ana was still riding the tide of euphoria after her debut match victory earlier and couldn't fail to respond like a hot-blooded hentai fighter as the blonde pulled her in. As the clinch deepened, Ana began to suspect she had another tough contest on her hands. Although the blonde was hardly taller than her, she had a solid, powerful body and although the Iranian was impressively busty herself, the other woman's rack just felt massive as they began to squeeze harder. But Ana found she still was holding her own for now as she pressed Lea against the wall of the stationary elevator.

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Lea of course, had little care for if Ana was the sort who could offer a great challenge, or no challenge at all. The girl was gorgeous, with a massive pair that Lea could barely restrain herself from putting her head between. The blonde simply had no intention of being coy about it.

Case and point, as she pressed herself firmer and firmer, eyes failing to even notice that Ana herself even had a face, as she glared at that bosom simply growing from her own fierce body pressing, evidently imagining what she could be doing to it. And what she would be doing, if the encounter went her way...

Hands holding Ana's hips solely, looking to pin that body tightly against the wall of the halted elevator with no intention of letting her sidestep or duck from her grasp, Lea has ever felt no need to actually restrain the limbs of the beauty. Ana could have struck, grappled or even twisted at the blonde currently trying to meld fronts with her; Lea simply did not have the foresight to prevent such.

Hardly surprising, given Lea could barely comprehend someone denying her. Let alone fighting her...

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Ana was aware that both wrestlers' awesome racks were becoming more and more compressed but still wanted to know more about her mystery opponent.

"I get it - you don't really talk, ever. Wait! Maybe I did read on a roster once... blonde hair, brown eyes, mid-height, somewhat densely built,...you wouldn't happen to be Lea by any chance? The woman who also goes by the nicknames: Mad Dog, Blonde Tyrant? Oh well, I guess you won't answer if you are. Let's see what you can do then!"

Figuring something would have to give at some point, Ana decided she might as well up the ante as she wrapped her arms around the blonde's solid body and began to squeeze. At least she might get some sort of reaction out of the move, even if it wasn't the one she was hoping for.