L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Mary Bloom took a deep breath to calm the butterflies in her stomach, fidgeting nervously outside a door in the LAW offices. "Okay, no pressure," she said silently to no one in particular. "It's just a meeting. You can do meetings right? It's just talking." The blonde amazon had been standing there for several minutes working up the courage to go in, or to at least knock on the door. Neither had happened so far. Standing in that hallway in her professional looking business suit, which looked too tight around her big body and the skirt of which was too short for her long smooth legs, Mary was minutes away from the agreed upon meeting time with one of LAWs talent managers. Namely Miss Nata Mio.

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Mary had never had a manager before in her short but impressive career as a pro wrestler. The thought never occurred to her that she might need one once she hit the big leagues. But after some thought it made definite sense. The blond bombshell had been nearly overwhelmed by paperwork on her first day here, along with interviews, promotions, and other such mundane tasks. All this and she hadn't even had her debut match yet! Mary had come here to sensually and intimately dominate other wrestlers, not take a desk job! When complaining to a LAW intern about her struggles, they suggested Mary get herself a manager to handle all those tedious tasks for her, leaving her more ring time.

Mary sent out a bunch of inquiries that same day looking for the manager that would be perfect for her. Many didn't call back or outright just refused to work with her, apparently hearing from her past leagues what a handful she could be. There was only one person who got back to her: Miss Nata Mio. Apparently she was a spunky and talented manager in LAW with an impressive record of successful clients. It was the only chance Mary had so far at avoiding any more mountains of paperwork so immediately she set up a meeting.

And that's what brought her here to the offices of Ms. Nata Mio, a hope that this woman could help Mary through her time at LAW. It was for this reason Mary was so nervous; she had to make a good impression. The tall blonde took another deep breath. "Now or never," she whispered to herself, and tentatively knocked on the office door three times.

Nata was sitting at her desk running over some numbers of the last few months noticing that something was off. Someone made a mistake and naturally she had to be the one to figure out who, fix it and put the idiot who messed up out of a job. She would lean back in her massive office chair and groan, damn idiots! The red hair would put one hand through her hair and gently pull at it. Nata was wearing her typical black suit, handmade for her.

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The official would reach out with her hand to grab her glass of scotch and pull it in close to take a short sip when she suddenly heard a loud knock on the door. Nata would look up a bit surprised about this. After looking at the door for a few moments she would look over to her pc and check the time, on her monitor a little window has opened reminding her about an interview with a woman named Mary Bloom… The red hair would bit her lips. This name wasn´t really ringing any bell. She would click onto the window having a whole page pop open with information’s about the upcoming interview and the woman outside her door. Her information told her that this was a really new talent in law, no real matches or much information about what she did before joining law. It said she needed a manager. Nata would breathe out deeply for a moment before she would lean backwards. “come in!”

Her eyes would be still looked onto the screen of her pc trying to find any good points about this woman. Nata wouldn´t even look at the woman when she pointed at one of the chairs in front of herself. “take a seat so we can begin… miss Bloom!” would Nata add after double checking that she didn´t get it wrong. The Chinese woman would spin back around to look the blond woman right into the eyes. “you didn´t attach a portfolio, so I assume you brought one with you? Can I see it?” Would nata say with a serious look on her face, looking the woman straight into the eyes and reaching out with her hand. Damn her file was saying she was big but this massive. Nata was slightly impessed, but size along meant nothing around here.

Mary's knock was soon answered by a gruff sounding voice coming from within the office that told her to enter. "Here we go," Mary whispered to herself taking another deep breath. Her future career would be decided in this moment. The blonde had to make a good first impression. And so steeling herself she grabbed the door handle, turned the knob and let herself in Ms. Nata's office. "Thank you for meeting with-"

The blonde's words caught in her throat as soon as she lay eyes on the woman sitting behind that big desk. Her emerald eyes widened, her mouth hung agape, and she just stood there in the door frame like a deer caught in the headlights. Ms. Nata Mio was gorgeous. Mary had never seen even a picture of the business woman and had no idea what to expect when she got here. It certainly wasn't this goddess before her. From her short fiery red hair, her smooth caramel skin, pouty lips, breasts practically spilling out of her cleavage and that business suit that looked fantastic on her and left much to the imagination. All at once Mary's nervousness mashed away, replaced with something far worse.

Raw, carnal desire.

IN that moment Mary wanted nothing more than to throw herself at her Nata Mio. To pin her down and subject her to every sensual torture she knew. From breasts smothers to bearhugs, to facesits, Mary wanted to do it all. She wanted to have this cool professional looking business woman become a weak little kitten in her grasp before sending her off to dreamland in one of her many smothering holds. Nata was exactly her type! Which was exactly the problem. This woman was potentially about to become her manager; she couldn't just attack her now!

Mary was snapped out of her love struck state when Nata told her to sit down. She shivered excitedly at her cold authoritative voice and quickly did as told, taking a seat in the chair just before Nata's desk. Her body temperature was rising by the second, growing hot and restless, fighting the urge to implement every nasty and lovely idea that sprang to mind. When Ms. Mio turned to look her in the eyes Mary's heart practically leapt out of her chest, letting out a small pleasurable whimper that she hoped Nata didn't notice.

"I um.....I didn't know I was supposed to bring that," Mary explained awkwardly to the woman, barely having heard what she even said. Something about a portfolio? All Mary was worried about was the heat building in her pelvis region, which she would quickly cross her legs in an attempt to stifle. "Is it....is it hot in here? It feels hot in here...."

Nata would raise an eyebrow when she heard the response about the portfolio… Slowly the big woman would lean back in her chair and breathe out loudly. “I guess that is your first time that you apply for a manager?” would the Chinese woman reply. “let me explain you something. We usually don´t get paid directly by you. Instead we mostly take a fix cut of the income our clients make with deals we set up for them. Deals like sponsorships or merchandise; these are normally the main way how we earn money. So to make sure that a client is worth our work we have to check if we can make money off them, if they are let’s call it promotable. If it is possible to set them up with any deals we can get a good cut out of! These portfolio normally contains pictures of you in different outfits or from matches or from you working out. When you do a portfolio via email you also can add videos. It’s like when you apply for a modeling job…” The red haired woman would cross her arms under her chest and look at the blond woman. Damn she seemd quite nervous.

“hot in here? The ac says it’s a chilling 18°C in here, I don´t think it’s hot in any way…”
Nata would lean forwards again, accidently showing her cleavage off to the woman across the table. “tell me what is going through your head!” would the manager demand! “tell my why I should be managing you! What is a reason why you think your worth my time!”

Mary had a few other things to worry about now than a missing portfolio, namely fighting against her every desire to completely ravage the beautiful woman before her. It was torture to the blonde amazon! Nata's explanation of what a manager's responsibility was might have well have been coming from a million miles away because Mary could barely hear her. All she could pay attention to were those stern eyes, those big bosoms and the undoubtedly strong body that was hiding underneath that pantsuit. Mary's face was very red at this point as the thousands of scenarios ran through her mind in which she threw caution to the wind and engaged her every carnal pleasure. But she was here to get a manager and she had to keep remeinding herself of that, otherwise no one would want to work with her.

When Ms. Mio leaned forward to lecture her, exposing that bountiful cleavage as she did, Mary shuddered with pleasure, her crossed legs rubbing together as the heat built up between them. Her resolve faltered even further. It was as if she had a small angel and a small devil on her shoulder giving her conflicting advice. "W-Well, what I want is," Mary stammered not from nervousness but from an attempt to calm herself. "What I want is...." Her emerald eyes were locked with Nata's and all at once her problems washed away as she embraced the inevitable.

In a flash Mary would reach forward and grab Ms. Mio's by the collar of her suit and with tremendous strength yank her across her own desk, probably knocking away all kinds of office supplies in the process. Mary would drag her to the other side of the desk and would then shove that gorgeous face between her massive tits, forcing the manager into a tight breasts smother!

The devil had won out.....

Nata would scream out in shock when she was grabbed by the woman. “THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” Was she screaming right into the face of the bigger woman. But she wouldn´t get any answer, instead she was pulled over the table like a oversized doll. She would scream out in shock when she was throwing down all the papers and all the pens on there. A moment later Mary would have her already on the other side of the table and would proceed to pull nata face first into her bust. Nata would get a close up look at the cheap suit the woman was wearing. But then the world turned black and nata was caught in the massive breasts. She would start to struggle right away, not wanting to get played like this. She would put her hands to the shoulder of the massive woman and tried to push her away from herself to create some separation between them.  

Mary couldn't believe what she had done. Was she insane?! This was the woman who was considering signing on as her manager! And now the blonde had Ms. Mio face's stuffed between her breasts and struggling for air!

But in that moment, Mary didn't care. Her face was one of pure ecstasy as she held the struggling business woman in her grasp. The feelings she had denied herself since walking in the office were bursting forth, and she loved it. She loved the shocked look on Nata's face when Mary had grabbed her, she loved the hot breath against her chest as her captive struggled for air. In that moment nothing else in the world mattered to her. Surely the blonde amazon would come to regret it later but for now she was on cloud nine.

"Hmmmmmm!" she moaned as she smothered Ms. Mio between her massive bust. Still sitting comfortable on the chair Nata had offered her she now held the business woman practically on top of her. Se would wrap her arms tightly around the woman's head, hugging it tightly to her chest, giving her no opportunity to move it from that spot. "Hmmmm, sorry about this," Mary whispered huskily, her breathing becoming heavy. "Just let it happen.....just relax.....let go...." The blonde's long bare legs would come into play now, wrapping themselves tightly around Nata's waist, further pulling the red head against her voluptuous body.

Nata would hear the soft and gentle words of the attacker telling her just to let it happen. This only made her way angrier, a fire was fueled in her and she thought to herself “Hell I will!” In the next moment. Nata would feel how her head was pulled in tighter into this massive bust and she could not even think about powering her way out of this… Mary was hella strong, way stronger that her jelly and soft look would make you think.
Nata try to grab her attackers arms and simply push at them, trying to get a little bit of space. She hoped this was a better way of getting out of this… if not she always had plan B Violence!

Mary cuddled Nata to her massive breasts like a teddy bear in the privacy of the woman's own office. There was no plan here, no master scheme; just Mary acting on in her uncontrollable need to dominate other people using her impressive body. The possibility for a professional meeting ended the moment she laid eyes on Ms. Mio. Now all she wanted to do was leave her as an exhausted puddle of human flesh at her feet.

Mary again moaned to herself as Nata tried to fruitlessly struggle against her in an attempt to escape her breast smother. It wouldn't matter. Mary had the hold locked in too tight. Her arms were locked around Nata's head like a vice, ensuring she stays pinned and unable to breath, but most inportantly unable to call for help. The blonde's long legs were constricting tighter and tighter around the red head's torso, pulling her even closer, smushing her against Mary's powerful form.

"Shhhhhhh," Mary whispered again as if soothing an angry child. "Just drift away.....it's no use fighting it. Let's both just enjoy what's happening here." Mary smiled warmly, waiting for Nata to weaken in her hold.

The pushing was showing no effect… this wasn´t good… Nata needed to change her plans fast or she would really drift away. The red hair would take her hand away from the arm of her opponent and hold it to her own side… in the next moment she would turn her open hand into a fist and let it shoot forwards. She would try to nail her opponent as hard as she could into her side. Nata would pull her first back and then throw it again. IT was like punching a punching bag… under this first soft layer where a strong hard layer of muscles that would stop the punch right away. Nata would grind her teeth trying to push herself to punch harder, use her boxing training to the best of her possibility here.