Red Bombshell Debut Press Conference! (Private w/ Tief)

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There were chatters among the crowd of reporters. In front of them were an empty table. They wondered who is the star that are expecting a debut here on LAW. Soon after, came a blond woman wearing a rather oversized jacket hanging under her shoulders. Dressed in a black cropped tanktop and a really short black skirt. She looked over to the crowd of reporters before walking to the table. She put her jacket over the chair, but she's not one to do a boring conference where she sits behind a table. She then goes over to sit on top of the table. "Well that's more like it." She said before looking over to the reporters.

"Let's get to it then shall we?" She giggled as she adjusted her seat. "I am Annette Tatsumi, call me Ann for short. I'm sure you've heard of Haruka yes? That's my cousin, but don't mind her. I'm not a loser like her." She introduced herself, ribbing Haruka right away. "As I arrived here, I believe I'm already late to apply for the inaugural middleweight championship no? Doesn't matter. Whoever holds that belt first, I'm going to take that belt away from her." She then stated her first and most important goal. "And of course, there's also that tag belt in the making no? If so, I'm also going to take that belt as well along with Haruka!... What do you mean she's a loser? She's a loser on her own, together we're untouchable!" She also states her other goal which is to win the other belts that were going to be introduced in the future. "Anyway, looking forward to work here, can't wait to see how tough the girls here, and that's pretty much it from me. Any questions?" She said as she looked to the reporters in a confident stare.

[TiefBlau]

Heather was heading through the halls, having finally shown her face around here in LAW, feeling like she's at lease made it known that she was around. She wasn't aware of a press conference happening, drawn towards the room by the sounds of the commotion. She hummed to herself slightly, thinking she could maybe check it out and scope out the other talent that she would be competing against in this place. She herself was dressed in a black t-shirt, black baggy pants, black boots, a purple belt, and a purple choker around her neck.

She made her way inside the room, seeing the sea of reporters that seemed to be all over getting their word in to whoever was the subject in this case. Looking up, she saw the quite cute looking girl who was seated atop a table on an elevated platform. She blinked a couple times, looking over her as she heard the statement she was making. It sounded quite similar to her own honestly, making a slight grin form on her face. She started pushing herself through and past the reporters, a few noticing who she was, starting to follow her pursuit as she headed straight towards that platform, planting her hand on it, allowed past that line of security considering her being a part of the league herself.

"I've got a question for you actually! A simple one really. What makes you think you have that sort of spot in line ahead of me?" She let out, grinning after her statement, a challenging expression on her face.

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Annette answered questions after questions from the reporters. Sounding confident on her answers, though her answering were soon to be stopped when she saw a purple haired woman pushing herself through the crowd of reporters. 'Oh? Is this one of LAW's wrestlers?' she thought to herself as she stares to the woman. Her suspicions were confirmed as she saw the intruder were let through the security line by the security officer. "Oh? What have we here?" She said announcing the presence of the intruder in a mockingly disinterested tone.

Hearing the intruder's question, she laughed and then stood up from the table and walks over to the intruder. Squatting down to look at the intruder face to face. "Well I'd have another question for you, what makes you think you deserves that spot? Wait no, that would be a lame answer." She shook her head realizing what she said is so cliche'd that it would be lame. "Because I believe I can beat you whenever I want, cutie." She said as her hand reaches to caress the intruder's cheek. "What's your name cutie?"

[TiefBlau]

Heather pushed her chest out a bit, grinning wide as she watched for Annette's reaction to her arrival. To her liking, it seemed she was more amused than any sort of offended for Heather getting involved in her press conference. It was certainly better than her lashing out in anger for Heather's interruption and it made Heather quite optimistic for their encounter.

She took in that laugh, tapping her foot a couple times before watching her move towards her, squatting down to look straight at her like that. "Mnh--is that right?" She let out to her response--though the feeling of her hand caressing at her cheek and how she insisted on calling her 'cutie' did make her blush quite a bit. She cleared her throat, aiming to just recompose herself as she nod her head.

"It's Heather. Heather Sunderland. Surprised you haven't heard of me before! I'd definitely watch what you say as well, else I'd make a nice example of how wrong you are right here in front of all these cameras" She stuck her tongue out at her, trying not to be too flustered by her actions.

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Ann giggled at the intruder's response of her approach. Blushing and looking a bit flustered over a caress, sounds like someone that Ann could play with. Though she was quite surprised to know that the intruder was none other than Heather Sunderland. She have heard of her accomplishments outside of LAW, but she managed to keep herself from expressing her surprise.

"Is that so...?" Ann said condescendingly, she kneeled and then immediately leans forward to grab Heather's head and pushes Heather against her breasts. "What would you say to this hmm?" She kept a firm hold of Heather's head to prevent her from escaping. She stood up while still keeping Heather's face locked against her breasts, dragging Heather up to the platform Ann is standing on. She would then lead Heather to the table and push themselves to the top of the table. Giggling as she does so.

"You said I'd be wrong but it looks like I'm right~" She said teasingly while still smothering Heather with her breasts. Being on top she would continue doing it until Heather begged to stop. If she could even do that...

[TiefBlau]

Heather nods her head a bit at her words, sure of herself before suddenly she felt those arms lock around her head. Her eyes widened as the girl's breasts smooshed against her face through the thin material of her top, stunning her at the sudden quite sensual attack that she was put under. Taken completely off guard without the motivation of a match, Heather would be lifted right up to that platform, brought over to the table and pinned beneath Annette atop it.

Her face burned a complete red, Heather squirming and writhing around a bunch beneath her, feeling in quite the humiliating position as she taunted and teased her with her words. "M-mmpgnh!! mmmhp!!" She yelled out loudly against her breasts, her body twisting and turning beneath her as she was incredibly flustered by the current position along with all the reporters just watching it happen.

She arched beneath her, bringing her hands up and desperately trying to push at her sides to get some air.

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Ann shows a devilish smile as she continued to suffocate Heather with her breasts. Giggling uncontrollably as she watches Heather squirming beneath her. "How is it? How do you prove me wrong when you couldn't get your head off me?" She taunted Heather even further. She knew that if she could make an embarassment out of Heather in this segment would set her off in a good start. When she felt her side were pushed by Heather, she knew Heather would need a moment to breathe. Eventually she released her hold on Heather and let her breathe.

But not long after that moment, Ann moved her body around. Positioning her ass against Heather's face. And she would once again smother Heather, this time with her ass. She laughed and positioned her legs so that her foot is tucked in between the table and Heather's head. "It just seems to me that you liked this treatment, be a good girl and lick my ass clean~" Ann hums softly as she grinds her ass against Heather's face. She kept her dominating act to make a good start so that she would be taken seriously as a contender for a championship bout.

[TiefBlau]

Heather could feel herself starting to get quite lightheaded, her head spinning from the whole thing as she kept her lovely breasts smooshed fully against her face. Heather squirmed and writhed around beneath her quite a bit, desperately trying to fight this situation she suddenly found herself in, having been completely caught off her guard by the girl. She wasn't even expecting her to accept any sort of physicality, but now here she was, pinned to a table and being smothered by her breasts.

She was slowly losing strength from her lack of air, squirming and writhing as much as she could before suddenly she was released. She gasped for air, her chest rising and falling dramatically, just needing a bit to recover...that period of time that she wouldn't get. She yelped out as she ended up finding herself beneath Annette's ass, her butt smooshing against her face as her head was kept secured by her feet. "Mmpmh!!! M-mmhpmh!!!" She yelled out loudly into her ass, bringing her hands up to frantically push at it, hating how weakened she was from that surprise smother. Her words made her blush like crazy, earning quite the whimper from her as her head was moved around a little at her grinding, refusing as much as she could to do what she was telling her to.

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"Ah... That's a good girl~" Ann praised Heather as she squirmed beneath her ass. But she knew she've already made her mark. She shouldn't go overboard with the smothering. 'Think of how bad my publicity will be if I actually suffocate this cutie in front of the media' She thought to herself. She then pull her ass up from Heather's face. Giggling over the fact that she have conquered Heather with her smothering. She once again took a seat on the table with exhausted Heather lying behind her. Turning her attention back to the crowd of reporters

"So... Is there any doubt about me being a champion now?" She said full of confidence to the reporters. She turned over to Heather and leans her face close to Heather's. "Sorry not sorry about that... How about I treat you something good later?" She whispered softly to Heather before turning her attention back to the crowd. "Here's a warning to all the girls out there. If you ever doubt me. You'll end up looking like this poor intruder behind me." She announced a warning for any doubters out there.

[TiefBlau]

Heather continued to whine and whimper beneath her ass, her face burning a full red at how humiliating the whole situation was at the moment. Her head spun like crazy, feeling herself edging closer and closer to just passing out beneath her ass--before suddenly she lifted herself off her face. "Guhaahh!! Nnhh--" Heather took deep breaths in and out, her chest rising and falling dramatically, staring up at the girl's ass for a bit before finally she fully got off her.

She gulped hard as she brought her face as close as she did, her face burning as full red as it could get as she whispered in her ear like that. "S..s-something good?" She let out, not knowing what to say as she watched her address the reporters. She grit her teeth, reaching out to grab at Annette's wrist,rolling herself over a bit. "D-don't..think..you can just...make an example out of me like that. I-I want you in the ring."