L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Outmatched in Oil Tournament Match
Victory by verbal submission. Hentai and catfighting tactics (e.g. hair pulling) are allowed. Match takes place in a small, private matroom with oil on the ground. Wrestlers will be nude and must be oiled up before starting the match. The winner earns the right to sexually humiliate the loser and moves on to the Outmatched in Oil semifinals.

Ada Jeong v. Shelby 'Little Dollie' Marwood (NSFW)

It was almost sad how easy it had been for her to get into the tournament. She'd known the many of the league's fighters would be vying for a position in Outmatched in Oil, but of course the people up top had seen that only the best business opportunities were selected. How many tough girls were there in LAW, clamouring to prove themselves the strongest? For what? For praise? For admiration? It would make her laugh if it wasn't so pathetic.

LAW, like any company, was a business in the end. So many girls here didn't realise that a sense for knowing your audience was just as important as fighting ability. In the end, what mattered wasn't who was the toughest or who could fuck the best, but who could rake in the most money for Starship and for LAW. Most of the people here... didn't seem to understand that.

But, naturally, she did understand that, and it meant that she had been easily chosen as one of the fighters who'd participate in this thing. In all honesty, she didn't expect to win this thing. Hell, she hadn't seen much of this Ada Jeong lady who she'd be fighting now, so even this match was anyone's game as far as she was concerned. What mattered was that she put her all into making this the most arousing set of videos that her clients ever paid for.

She'd put on a show for the cameras recording each of the fighters' introductions, of course, but that was the easy part. There was nothing else to focus on but putting her body on full display, covered in nothing but a few thin pieces of lycra. In a fight, though, she had to contend with trying to win as well as showing herself off. The oil that lathered the floor, she noted drily in her head, did not make things easier for her.

Still, she had known what she was getting into when she had signed up for Outmatched in Oil. She'd done a bit of research before the tournament and watched a few of those oil catfight videos that Starship liked to make, and so she'd already covered herself in a glistening sheen of oil by the time that she stepped out of her changing room. The electric lights were almost like a flashbang after the darkness of the corridor she'd just been in, but she simply blocked it out with an arm.

After taking a moment to adjust to her new surroundings, she dug her toes into the mat to try and establish a hold. It would be pretty embarrassing if she slipped and fell before the match even started. Catching sight of a few of the cameras, she winked and waved at them, then made her way to the centre of the room and awaited her opponent with her hands on her hips and a faked look of cute determination on her face.

Ada was in disbelief. How many girls have auditioned for this tournament? And they picked her? After that promo? Ada couldn't understand, but either way she was happy to be accepted. More than happy, Ada was downright quivering with excitement. The deeply perverted pinkette was more than well-researched with OiO, and the fact that she was now going to be in one herself got the girls' mind spiraling out in a hundred different directions - all debauched, and dirty. Ada had to get undressed and oiled up fast, lest she get lost in those thoughts and spoil herself before the match began. "Don't masturbate don't masturbate don't masturbate"

Ada would keep herself, exiting her changing room un-self-molested, nude, and covered in a slick coat of body oil. She was shaking slightly, but once she laid her eyes upon her foe for tonight she made herself stop, wanting to at least maintain some semblance of composure - as much as she could, at least.

Ada didn't know the background of her opponent either, but was absolutely not disappointed with what she saw. A fellow pinkette like her, Shelby was a few levels more endowed than she was, for sure, and she looked so...plush. Ada was already nervous. Those twin braids looked so cute too...

Ada would be so distracted that she nearly slipped on the oiled mat herself, but was able to rebound and maintain her posture easily enough. Being an experienced martial artist gave her great balance, and if it wasn't for that, the odds of her faceplanting right in front of her opponent would have been pretty high. Ada oughtta count her blessings.

The Pearl Striker was now standing just a few feet from her equally as clothed foe, her nerves, as well as her libido, at an all-time high. She had one arm linked to her opposing shoulder, covering her breasts, while the other was cupped around her sex, blocking that too. It was hard to even look at Shelby, but Ada would do her best to speak to her.

"Uh...Hey...I'm really looking forward to..." She blushed bright red and turned her head away. "Well, y'know..."

Oh, she was going to have fun with this one. Unlike Ada, Shelby had no shame in being naked. It wasn't anything that she hadn't shown off at length before, anyhow. She flaunted her sex appeal, putting her hands on her hips and emphasising her curves for the cameras. The smirk on her face screamed confidence, both in herself and in her body. Still, she could recognise an opponent who was new to this kind of affair. It wasn't tough to tell between the people who were faking embarrassment and the people who were actually amateur sexfighters to someone like her, and she could see that this woman before her was the latter.

As the martial artist almost fell, Shelby reached out to catch her. Sure, Ada was able to stabilise on her own, but it gave Shelby the opportunity to fluster her opponent. So, even when Ada was fine, she strode up and slung an arm around the older fighter's back. "Careful now." She teased, a sultry smile on her face. "Let's save that for the real match, m'kay?"

She held Ada like that, having fun with her before the match even started. Their oiled bodies were close, only inches apart, and she smiled at the way that Ada was no doubt turned on by the tension. "I'm looking forward to this too!" She finally released her opponent, but not for long. Her hands moved to grab Ada's wrists and tug them away from her delicates and chest.

"But c'mon, show em off! We'll be seeing em anyway, right? Might as well flaunt what you've got." She winked at Ada, then stepped back to really take in her foe for the round. Smaller tits, but damn did that girl have a butt. Even from the front, she could see the curves of it. She let out a low whistle, though it was less out of sexual attraction and more out of appreciation for the money a body like that could rake in.

"Let's have a good match, Ada!" She grinned, clapping her hands together once.

Though she didn't need it, Shelby would kindly help keep Ada on her feet as she initially stumbled, giving her some support, and causing the two to touch for the first time, and though it was pretty platonic, it was enough to get the Pearl Striker's heart racing - even more than it had been doing already.

Just the closer proximity between the two girls' bodies was enough to get Ada's nipples to stiffen right up, making her even more reluctant to show them. But despite that, after just a little pushing from Shelby, she would allow her wrists to be parted from her body, and her nude form, rigid nipples and all, were on display for the fellow pinkette. Already, this Shelby girl was having some sort of influence over her, this did not bode well...

She could feel Shelby's eyes scanning her, and she KNEW what that whistle was referring to. Ada was very, VERY shy about her backside, but she had to admit that in the midst of that embarrassment, there was definitely some level of flattery the pearl-eyed girl felt. It was enough to make Ada just a little more comfortable.

"Yeah, let's." She said flatly. It wasn't as if articulation was her forte' even on the best of days - Ada liked to keep things simple.

Almost as if on queue, the bell in the background would ring with a resounding DING, the echo making waves throughout the room, emanating a change in atmosphere amongst the two nude, oiled fighters. Ada on instinct would snap into a serious fighting stance, and begin to circle Shelby. It would have been easy for the multi-styled fighter to open with all sorts of strikes, but due to the nature of this match, Ada was left unsure if that was appropriate. So she opted to open with just simple caution, waiting to see how Shelby would act, if she were inclined to make the first move.

Normally, her go-to strategy consisted of just leaping at her opponent and tearing into them, but she could tell that there was a much more effective way to take Ada down than through sheer violence. She was attractive, and she'd seen the way that the other girl had ogled her body. She was hot, and she was more than happy to use that to her advantage.

"Come on, girl, don't forget what this is..." She stepped forward and tried to push the martial artist's hands away from a fighting stance. This was a risk, one that left her vulnerable, but if it worked out it would pretty much win her the match before it had even begun. It also had the added benefit of minimising the actual damage that she would be taking, giving her more energy to tear into the bitches that she knew that she'd be facing soon.

Still, her body was tense as she approached the older fighter. "This is Outmatched in Oil. We're here to show them how cute we can be!" She took a chance and tried to slide behind Ada, allowing one of her hands to gently rest on the other girl's hip and the other over her crotch. If the martial artist chose to strike now, she would be in trouble, but she was banking on the fact that her opponent would be so flustered over what was happening that she'd be unable to properly react.

"You've got a nice butt, Ada-chan." She teased as she stroked her fingers gently over the other woman's slit. "But we've got to save the best for last, no? Let me show you how a sexfighter does things..." She purred, then began to push on Ada's womanhood with a slender finger. She still kept an eye out for any incoming blows, but decided to commit to the bit of jacking her already horny opponent off in front of the crowd. Or was it jilling off, since they were both girls? She wasn't sure, but that hardly mattered right now.

As Shelby nonchalantly stepped forward, giving words so easily understood in their implications, Ada's disciplined, well-honed fighting stance would be swept away by the more confident woman's hands like it was nothing. The pearl-eyed girl was just too curious and wanting to have it any other way. Shelby would also slip behind her just as easily, and Ada trembled as she rested her hand on her hip. But she trembled far more when Shelby put her other hand over her sex.

A deep, emphatic gasp came out of the shyer girl, followed by a stifled and ragged exhale as Shelby began gently and daintily stroking her pussy. The Doll's comment about her butt agitated her a tad, making her (somehow) blush even more, but what really got in Ada's head was her next comment. Little did Shelby know, Ada's supposed to be a sexfighter too, at least, that was why she joined LAW - and furthermore OiO, but she was still a rookie, and had a helluva hill to get over if she had any hope of actually being any good at it - or apparently to even to be acknowledged as one, even. Despite her submissiveness, Ada would try to muster up the courage to correct her.

"W-well, I'm a s-s-sexfighter too...AH~" She squealed a bit as Shelby applied a little more pressure to her pussy. Just the light rubbing was enough to get her paralyzed, completely unable to do anything other than what her opponent wanted from her.

Shelby would be lying if she said that she hadn't been a little worried that this might go south very quickly, but luckily for her it had worked well enough. Just as she'd suspected, Ada was the kind of person who would crumble under any sexual advance that she might go for during this match. The Little Dollie couldn't help but be just a tad self-satisfied with how well things were going so far. If they continued this way, not only would she win this match handily, but she would likely have an advantage over her opponent next round two, going in with no injuries. Still... she reminded herself to be cautious, and not too overconfident.

"Haha, I didn't mean to imply that you weren't one of us." Her voice was airy, deliberate higher and more seductive than it normally was. She gently pulled her opponent down into a sitting position, making sure that she herself was behind the martial artist as a safeguard against her opponent getting her wits back together. "All I meant is that you seem new here! I want to show you what you'll really be experiencing in this field..." One of her fingers slid into her rival's womanhood, slowly and sensually pushing its way into the shorter woman.

"Just relax... think of the person you love the most in the world." She cooed. To Shelby, Ada came off as the kind of person who would be sentimental like that, so she figured she'd try going down this line of attack. Worst come to worst, she reasoned, she could always change the topic until she nailed something. Her finger began to stroke at Ada's insides, the rest keeping the older girl's pussy spread open both to give her penetrating finger more mobility and for the cameras to see.

If things weren't going south for Shelby, than they most definitely were for Ada, at least in terms of wanting to win this match - physically she was doing great.

"Aaaaa~" She shuddered as Shelby slowly slid her fingers inside of her, her legs shifting - made frantic due to the oil on the mats making it impossible to plant her feet down. Ada's thighs wrapped around rubbed against the Doll's hand, not to crush it, or to stop her or anything, but because the shyer girl's body demanded it.

But as the fingering went on, though definitely awash with lust, other thoughts would swim through Ada's mind as her opponent spoke. Shelby seemed nice, but... was she was starting to sound a little too nice? Was she just trying to work over Ada? Probably, it's not like the girl was dense, she knew Shelby had a match to win, just like she did, or at least, that's what Ada was supposed to do - win the damn match. Still, something about Shelby comments would foment some doubt and defiance in the pearl-eyed girls' mind.

These feeling would stir further as Shelby made a mistake. Ada didn't have some lover or anything, so all she thought about when Shelby asked her question were her parents - a pretty big turn off for most people, her included. Ada wanted them out of her mind, but she couldn't help but think they wouldn't want her to throw the match like this.

Then Shelby spread her pussy right in front of the camera and that's when the Pearl Striker had enough, the sheer embarrassment being the last push she needed to get some clarity in her mind to fight back. She slid her arm behind the Little Dollie's leg and hiked it forward, hoping it would send the other pinkette's back slapping down to the oily mats. And if that worked, Ada would scramble to mount Shelby and pin her down!

Shit! Shelby had overextended herself, allowed herself to get too cocky. She had had her guard up, for sure, but she'd been anticipating an upper body attack. The sudden pull on her lower body took her by surprise, tearing a girlish squeal out of her mouth as she fell back onto the mat. She had oiled up her body already, but her hair and back got positively soaked in the stuff as she smacked against it ungraciously.

Her surprise meant that she could do little but watch as her opponent clambered on top of her. Still, even as she lay pinned to the mats by her embarrassed opponent, this wasn't an unsalvageable position. It wasn't even all that bad, to be honest. Any attack that her rival could launch on her in a position like this would be a double edged sword, and given how much of a rookie this girl seemed to this, she wasn't too worried about defeating her in a war of attrition.

Still, that didn't mean that she could afford to get complacent. She had fallen victim to that just moments earlier, and it had gotten her here. Right now, she needed to give it her all to turn the situation back in her favour. She didn't let her concerns show on her face, instead smiling indulgently as if Ada were a child throwing a temper tantrum rather than a competent threat. Part of her strategy here would have to be psychological, to make Ada's clear insecurities about her skill here shine.

"Oh? What's this now?" She giggled, making sure she sounded as magnanimous as she possibly could. "You're launching a counterattack? Alright, then. Show me what you've got." She intentionally controlled her tone to make it seem less like a challenge and more like an aunt telling her niece to show her a terrible clay sculpture that she'd been made, all despite the fact that Ada was actually older than her.