Clarisse Bennett Vs Yahagi Fujimoto

[Monsy]

Decided by spinny-wheel when both wrestlers enter!

[Hitman45]

"So, those are the rules to this...Hentai fights? I got to wank my opponent off till they climax, and that's how the victory is awarded?" Clarisse was deep in conversation with a crew member, near her entrance tunnel, her expression unreadeable, save for the gentle nods in between their dialogues, indicating that she was indeed listening.

Turning Point, a PPV conducted over the course of one mega, which promised fun, sex and blood—all the ingredients which the LAW universe craved and the management more than happy to cater to them. LAW already had the reputation of letting their talent loose and enjoy the chaos, the results of which were some of the most memorable matches transpired in their amenities, and the fact cash made from such spectacles only made this strategy look good, if not THE way to run a promotion.

This PPV was a rambunctious cocktail of the itches that the audience wanted to scratch, with every participant being put into any randomized match and the most unprecedented stipulations to accompany them. Clarisse, having heard about for so long, since its annnoucement by LAW, decided to enlist as well, to see what the fuss was all about.

"Okay...entrance, wait, announcements, explanantion of rules, spin the wheel and get ready for any stipulation presented. Am i getting this right?" The crew member nodded, her eyes trained on some forms she had on a clipboard, chewing a gum. "That's about it. Now, get into some threads and look pretty, hot stuff..." She smirked knowingly, strolling away after giving Clarisse's butt a gentle smack.

Taking a few minutes to get ready, Clarisse, perched at the entrance of the chasm, soon walked out when all the lights got dimmed, with a practiced ease. She navigated through the narrow path, the crowd mistaking her for one of the many people flocking the place. A swimsuit clung inside of her top and pants, snugly wrapped around her battle-worn physique, just in case the stipulation went in the lewd direction.

Normal Wrestling Attire

"Continuing to the next match of the night, to be decided by fortune, as the fights before.... FIRST UP, FROM LONDON, ENGLAND, STANDING AT 5'11", WEIGHING IN AT 158 POUNDS....POPPING UP OUT OF NOWHERE....CLARISSE "NOBODY" BENNETT !!!"

Clarisse landed with a dull thud leaping over the barricade and got inside with an air of nonchalance, despite the facte that she was still bothered about performing in front of thousands of people. Her heart starte to beat faster and a beat of sweat trickled from the side, when the lights returned. She had to get used to performing like this, else, there wouldn't be much of a career left for her, which the brawler couldn't afford. Closed door fighting can only pay so much.Not daring to look around, the brawler, as usual tilted her head down to face the mat, her demeanour as neutral as clear water....

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Yahagi was rather stunned when she was called up for Turning point, as she had thought that she hadn't done much to deserve such an illustrious spot in a first time PPV, but here she was, about to get into one. She knew nothing about the match, not her opponent, nor her match type, nor what they'd even be doing. But what she was told was, "Prepare for anything". These words made Yahagi think what to bring for the fight, so she decided to bring her casual clothes, with her wrestling attire under that, and a bikini under that. She was nervous, but she had to brush off any doubt she had. Whoever she faced, she had to win, no matter what.

Soon enough, she reached the ring and she was met by a bunch of crew and staff, who were hurriedly setting things up, while she could hear loud groans from the previous bout happening in the ring. She could not see her opponent, or at least, anyone who looked like they could be her opponent, so she presumed there must be a second changing area opposite. Either way, all Yahagi could do was wait now, and so she did.

Not long afterwards, she heard a booming noise and loud music, with a name she had never heard of before, Clarisse Bennett. She realised that must be her opponent for the day and, at least for that fleeting moment, she had no idea what sort of woman she was, other than British. The Japanese woman took a deep breath, before her name was finally called out, and she set forth towards the ring.

"AND HER OPPONENT, HAILING FROM JAPAN, STANDING AT 5'11 AND WEIGHING IN AT 160LBS. SHE WILL PUT YOU TO THE SWORD, YAHAGI "SAMURAI" FUJIMOTO!!!!!"

Yahagi casual attire

Yahagi stepped out and took in the crowd, soaking in all the cheers from the fans as she set forth towards the ring. She was almost certainly going to have to remove some of her clothes for this match, as she could not wrestle like this, but just how much would she have to reveal. They would soon find out.

Once she slipped through the ropes, she gave her opponent a look, before then giving her a smirk. She examined her opponent as the wheel was brought on. Yahagi took one final look at Clarisse, then gave the referee a nod of approval. Once Clarisse also nodded, the wheel was spun, with a large variety of match ideas. But soon enough, the wheel stopped on one, and it was certainly an interesting one.

"The wheel has landed on the Box of Lust hentai match! You will both choose whether to be in bikinis or naked, before stripping down to your desired attire. Once you are both ready, a reinforced carbon fibre box will be placed over you. Once you are in, you will compete in a hentai KO match. Do you have any questions?" The referee declared, to which Yahagi shook her head, before turning to Clarisse.

"So, Do you dare bare all against me from the get go, or want to begin in bikinis?" She asked, giving the option to Clarisse.

[Hitman45]

Trying to block the external noise when surrounded by it all around requires considerable concentration. And when your body appears visible, uncomfortable because of the raucous roars and cheers, it's an even bigger test of wills not to be reduced to a sweaty, shocked, crumbling mess even before the start of the match. And that was the battle raging inside Clarisse's tormented mind currently. Yahagi, her opponent for the night, garnered significant acclaim upon her introduction, which raised the roof of this tightly packed arena. The possibility that this bout would be laden with many possibilities was enough to send fans into a frenzy, even wilder than usual. And it reflected in how the arena became alive tonight.

"Hhhh...Haahhh..." Clarisse kept her head down, trying to power through all the fervent hullabaloo with deep breaths and balled fists. Just a few more minutes, and it would all die down enough for her to stand without needing the support of the turnbuckles against which her back was currently resting.

The Brit's pursed lips sighed with relief upon the pandemonium dying down gradually after her opponent's song hit its crescendo. Finally, she could bring her head up to glance over her opponent of Japanese origins. She certainly had an air of spunk around her and appeared ready for whatever the wheel of stipulations was going to throw at them. Add to that her athletic physique and pretty face and Yahagi was a looker for sure, something Clarisse, despite her generally stoic demeanour, would certainly appreciate.

Soon, upon receiving the nods of approval from both parties, the match official gave the ornate, flamboyant wheel a firm rip. And the arena elicited a collective "Oooohhh", looking on to see what fate was going to befall the ladies.

Box Of Lust Hentai Match. Pin Drop Silence. Then, Bedlam in the stands. The decibels through the roof.

A big enclosure began its slow descent as the referee professionally went through the rules of this stipulation. Clarisse's gaze tilted up to see the enormous structure, which soon covered the ring from all sides, the edges planted just over the apron of the ring. All of a sudden, the uproar reduced to mere mumbles, poking at her ears if she paid close attention. Her body relaxed. Shoulders loosened, and feet weren't made of lead anymore. Now, the Brit was in a more comfortable environment, and that reflected in the way she eyed her opponent when she offered the choice of attire to begin the match with, composure and focus returning.

Without a word, Clarisse was going to take off her shoes and gradually shimmied out of her dark pants to reveal her skimpy bikini bottoms. She neither had any qualms about getting naked and revealing herself nor much regard for public opinion anymore. Her pupils, a light shade of amber and devoid of much emotion, locked with Yahagi's in the process of stripping her top off as well, to reveal her bikini. And at the same time, the Brit could feel the dampened noise spike up. Were the audience able to see them from the outside, while the participants in the box could not look back at them? It definitely made sense after all.

Just as Yahagi would start to think that Clarisse was content with starting the proceedings in bikinis, the Brit would pull her bottoms away and untie the top, straining against her ample breasts to go completely nude, the whole attire pooling near her feet. Now it was her raven-haired opponent's turn, and Clarisse waited, standing upright, hands to the side. The ball was in Yahagi's court...