Horn Wars! (Amano vs. Gil)

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Bra and Panties Match
Win via Stripping Your Opponent to Their Bra and Panties, Followed by Removing Their Horns

You're favorite Demon's finally gonna' take on @Armagilo! Goat vs. Demon! Butt vs. Aikido! Only one of us is gonna' survive!

Hope you're ready for a WAR, Gil-chan! I'm gonna' make good on my word back in America and give you the fight of your life!

#DemonRampage

Okay, it felt kinda' mean to go all out like that on the promo tweet. Not that Amano didn't mean every word of it, but... it felt weird to go into a fight with someone she emotionally vented to. Even now the memory of her crying her eyes out in front of Gil as she embraced her played in her mind. Sure, she asked for a match against the middleweight. Sure, she even said she'd hold nothing back and make sure to give Gil a fight that pushed the both of them. And she was excited to fight against a fellow rising star within LAW's roster.

But... she also felt a little awkward.

That was LAW for you, yesterday's friend and confidant was today's opponent and rival. And with a match like this, it'd be one hell of a fight.

"Representing Maizono Textiles and the Taishuya School of Martial Arts! Standing at 157 centimeters! The Rascal Demon, Amanooooo! Jaakuuu!"

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As the guitars of her theme kicked and the black fog started to coat the stage Amano appeared through the dark veil. Immediately the crowd sprang up with their reaction. Surprisingly, there were a lot of cheers, nearly overpowering the jeers. Maybe it was her rising popularity, or maybe it was the updated outfit. Like usually, she was in her black kimono, but with a few additions. Hanya-esque kneepads were strapped her to legs, a unique toeless footwrap were over her feet along with ribbons tied to her anklets. And the two greatest additions were plan on her face, the lower half of an oni mask was over her face and black horns were over her head. The mask wasn't exactly new, but this time she decided to keep it on rather than take it off once on stage. The horns... well, something management wanted to do for this match. Her old attire came had her gluing horns to her forehead, and management wanted to bring that idea back for this match. Not only stripping your opponent of their clothes, but also their horns. It... didn't exactly sit well with the Demon, but that was LAW for you. If she could fight in a cow-themed kimono then fighting with some horns glued to her head would be a cakewalk.

She walked down the ramp, flashing her kimono and showing off her panties to the crowd as she whistled at the act. She flashed them a cheeky grin, inching herself close to a few reaching hands before darting back and sticking out her tongue. She continued her stride, showing off her legs and panties as she reached the edge of the ring.

Taking a quick breath, Amano steeled herself for the fight come and climbed into the ring. Walking to the center, she gave one last flash of her panties before moving to her corner, waiting for Gil to arrive.

[Arista]

There was little to nothing more Gil loved than a great competition, the only thing that could possibly make that feeling better was knowing she was going up against a real pal, and she saw that in Amano...!

Gil sat-back, leaning against the lockers with her phone in-hand, her legs sprawled out over the cold, hard floor, snickering as she reads the tweet Amano must have sent-out just before making her own entrance...! Two can play at that game...! She thought, throwing her own hat into the ring, showing off her taunting-and-teasing-chops...!

The tweet.

Sooner rather than later, it came time for Gil to make her own entrance, then, of course, she would have to make due on her promise, maybe not literally... Well, maybe literally, she would have to see how the match played out first...!

"Coming up next, the American, standing high at 5'7 and weighing in at 131 lbs...! Please welcome, ARMAGILOOOOOO"

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Her theme began to play as pink-beams of light soared through-out the arena, into the crowd and up on the ceiling, and when the moment arose, out came the Great Armagilo...! She bounced with every single step, her attire was a bit different than what she would usually wear, instead opting for a pink-pull-over, the zipper pulled almost all the way down showing off her white-bra, teasing the crowd, cameras, and Amano, with how easy it would be to tear it right off...! Though, the long sleeves might make it a bit tougher...! Along with it, she wore black-denim-jean-shorts, what was underneath was yet to be revealed, and hopefully things would stay that way...! She, of course, as usual, sported her goat-horns...!

She high-fived her fans, and Amano's fans as well...! She stopped for a selfie or two before she came-up upon the side of the ring, slipping under the bottom-most rope and leaping up onto her feet, waving to the crowd and blowing kisses before she settled into her corner...! "...Looking good, Amano, I think you might look a tiny-bit better with me sitting on you, though...!" She giggled, playfully jabbing at the woman...!

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As Amano's theme died down and Gil's kicked on the Demon gave the stage her full attention. In a stream of bright light and to the cheers and praise of the crowd Gil appeared in rather flashing fashion. Immediately the Demon examined her attire. It... honestly wasn't any better than Amano's in terms of how much it showed off. A semi-unzipped jacket, some shorts, and legwarms. And of course the horns. It almost felt like a declaration to Amano, that even without a lot of protection she'd still win. "Hehe..." Amano couldn't help but smirk, watching the girl play up to the crowd that the Demon previously ignored and taunted. Things were shaping up to be a real showdown between crowd favorites.

And finally, just after giving herself a quick selfie before pulling herself into the ring, Gil moved to her corner, offering Amano a teasing declaration. "Oh?" Amano immediately moved out of her corner, walking to the center of the ring as a wide smirk splayed on her face. "Think the horns might make that difficult, Gil-chan~" She leaned forward, looking over the taller girl. Gil's greatest asset was... well, her ass. There weren't a lot of techniques she knew that countered flying attacks, much less butt-based combat, but... this would be the chance to figure something out. At the very least, it'd be pretty easy to get the legwarmers and jeans off her before figuring out how to wrestler the jacket off.

"So... let's continue from where we left off in America..." She twisted her body, throwing a high roundhouse at the air above, a similar display she gave Gil a few months back during their meeting on the beach. Then, she looked at Gil, her eyes focused as she repeated her previous request back then, this time in a much stronger tone. "I..." She pointed at her opponent.

"I want you to fight me."

[Arista]

The crowd was pumped and kicking, these two had caused quite the stir amongst this crowd, and they were more excited than ever to see these two square-off...! Of course, very few other than Gil and Amano themselves knew of their past interactions, other than brief public ones, where they tweeted at each-other. But they had grown a-lot since the last PPV, as friends...!

Gil entered the ring and gave a good playful jab at Amano, one which the little demon threw right back at her, causing Gil the stifle a chuckle. "...Speaking of horns... I think you'll have a fun time figuring out how to get these bad boys off of me, that is, if you get that far...!" Gil stuck her tongue-out at Amano, stirring the pot more-and-more...!

It was nice, nice to see her in person again, the last time the did was back in L.A, and the terms were less than favorable, but even still, the found themselves ending things on a good note, but, maybe it wasn't the impression Amano wanted to last on Gil, even if it was still favorable above anything else. Amano brought them back to the moment, standing on the beach and hearing nothing but the waves, as she picked up right where the two left-off, her move was almost exactly the same as it was back then...

Gil bit her lip and smiled. "...You are so on, I'll fight you, Amano... I accept...!" Gil readied herself and took a few steps forward, leaning into defense, which for Gil, meant being light on her feet, bouncing from one, and then onto the other...!

DING DING.

Gil's lips curled into a smug grin. "...Come and get it, just try and make a meal out of me, Amano...!"

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"Heh~" Amano's smirk grew as Gil displayed her competitive side. The Demon eyed the horns for a moment before looking back at Gil. The girl had a point, Amano's horns were clearly glued to her head, but Gil's... as bulky as they looked Amano see a headband anywhere. They were too embedded to her hair for them to be safely glued like Amano's. Nor did they look like they had some kind of hook in the back. Hairpins? For a moment, the Demon canted her head, but quickly focused back on her target. Who knew how, but Amano had to get the girl down to the bare essentials before figuring out the mechanics of her headpieces. And more importantly, Gil seemed more than willing to fight!

Just as her kick finished and Amano made her declaration Gil shot back, quickly readying herself as she rose her hands toward her face, palms open as she met Gil's smile with her own devilish smirk.

And for a moment, just before the bell rang, Amano could hear ocean waves again.

*DING DING!*

And those waves merged into the crowd's awing gasps and hums at Gil's provocation. "HAH!" The Demon smirked, giving a grin that had a canine poking out. "I'm gonna' have goat meat for dinner tonight!" Unlike usual, the Demon didn't wait for an attack, nor try to goad her opponent into one. This time, it was the Demon that started the offense, charging straight forward and twisting her body and shooting her leg for a roundhouse right at Gil's head. It wasn't a move she'd use usually, especially not to open up.

But... Gil was special.

Amano said she wanted to make a second impression, and she'd hammer that point home by trying to cleave Gil's head off. Go all out from the start. It'd be her way of respect her fellow rookie's resolve.

[Arista]

Gil's horns would no doubt be the trickiest part to get off, almost entirely because Amano had no idea how they were secured onto Gil's head, hell, no-one other than Gil, and one other person knew of it, making things harder is the base of the horns was covered by Gil's hair...! But, Amano was smart, she could figure it out when the time came...!

"...Oh, and don't forget, Amano, break a leg...!" She stuck her tongue-out, one of the few slang-terms Gil provided to Amano before her big match at the last PPV, though, the slang was, more-or-less, just words and phrases Gil used often...!

The bell rang shortly there-after, and both Gil and Amano were ready to give this thing everything they had...! Gil openly invited Amano, and she graciously accepted, declaring to make dinner out of Gil...!

Amano was quick to take to action Gil's provoking may not have even been needed...! Amano was fast, really fast, matching Gil in-terms of speed, and lucky for the taller of the two, Gil managed to get her arm-up to her side, blocking the kick from landing on her head, which she did, but the force behind it was so great that she skidding against the mat...!

"...Ow...!" Gil shook her arm, it would surely be bruised in just a few short-minutes, but hey, it was better a bruise on her forearm than a concussion...! She was sure that kick was more than enough to knock her out, she would have to be very, very cautious with the little demon...!

"...Not a bad shot, but now your close, and I'm bigger...!" Gil couldn't say that very often, she found herself going against tall middle-weights and bulky heavy-weights, more often than not, but now, the size advantage was her, and directly contrasting the skill behind Amano's fighting, Gil's was clumsy, and far from tactical...! Gil, if she was able to get her hands on her, would wrap herself around Amano, arms to start, but legs to secure things more, and would see how well the woman could support both of them, especially with how Gil swayed back-and-fourth, leaning them in ever direction trying to cause Amano to fall...!

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Trying such a big move right out the gate, Amano knew it'd be blocked or dodged, and with a larger opponent like Gil the kick didn't even break through her guard. "Tch," She clicked her tongue. Not an unexpected result, but still an annoying one. As she sat her foot down, Amano looked over Gil and noted the reddening arms with a frown. Not that she was afraid to hurt her friend in an official fight, but... Well, might as well give her bruises worth talking about. It wasn't like Amano was going to look any better after this fight if Gil came at her just as seriously.

Then, Gil was upon her.

She was... so tall. Shit- And that's when it hit her. Gil was right, she was bigger than the Demon by a good margin. It was always a bit of a hearsay within LAW that Gil was a Lightweight given her cutesy nature and thin frame, and even back in America Amano had a tough time believing otherwise until she realized the height difference. But... now that she was in a fight, that realization turned to dread. Before she could back away Gil already had the Demon in her clutches, wrapping herself around, first by the legs, then completely forcing herself onto Amano.

And Gil... was heavy.

"Gh!" Amano's body swayed and staggered as she dealt with the additional weight, only managing to give Gil a glare with her black and yellow eyes as her legs started to buckle. "Dammit!" She couldn't keep this up, not without exhausting herself. So instead, she tipped herself forward, losing her balance, but also guiding their fall forward so she landed on Gil instead of the other way around. If she had to go down, she'd damn well take Gil with her.

[Arista]

Gil was far from a giant in this league, but Amano towered over no-one, at-least, no-one Gil could think of...! Gil knew the reputation she held, but more than that, she knew the strength she really had, which was way more than anyone gave her credit for, even if from a-far, and even up-close, it didn't appear to be much, really, it just looked like clumsy attacks and poorly thought-out choices...!

"...Go, go my trusty stead...!" Gil laughed as she clung to the smaller-woman, who struggled to stay-up on her own two feet...! Gil was pleased with the direction things were taking, she knew not to let Amano get too many hits in, if she was lucky, she would avoid a nasty strike all-together...! "...I'm not that heavy. come on, you can do it...!" It was impossible to tell if she was truly rooting for Amano, or just teasing her...! Whatever the case may have been, Gil was smiling along none-the-less...! That was, until she was the one that took the brunt of the hit...!

"...Oof...!" She groaned, falling back instead of forward like she had thought...! Her arm's grip loosened, but her legs stayed tight around her smaller foe. "...That wasn't very nice...!" She pouted, sneezing her legs tighter. "...I'll show you just what I had in mind when you offered this match back in L.A...!" Gil squeezed her thighs tighter and tighter, her knees bowed in and nearly touched...! But that wasn't all, her hand floated behind the demon, raising high and then...

SMACK.

Her palm crashed down onto Amano's backside...! "...How about that? Do you like it?" Gil snickered, giving her another swat, and then another, and another...! Over and over again, she rained fury down upon Amano's rear-end, doing her best to paint it red with her hand-prints...!

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Amano fall was meant to give her a bit more control. To try and use her aiki principles to turn a losing situation into an advantage. That was the idea, but Gil moved fast.

The girl's legs remained latched onto Amano, and the pressure went from the tight to crushing quick. Amano gritted her teeth, letting out a sharp exhale as she endured the tight bodyscissor Gil forced onto the Demon. Amano's eyes were locked onto Gil's, narrowed as she bared her fangs at her words. "Just wait until I rip those shorts off you Gil-ch- AH!" The smack against her near-bare bottom had the Demon yelp, her body arching force and pressing against Gil.

"Ah-!" And another.

"Kya~!" Then another.

At each audible smack the crowd giggling, counting off each spank as the demon's tanned butt slowly turned as red as her face. And the Demon's yellow pupils shrank into slits as she looked Gil in the eyes. "Oh, you are SO DEAD, Gil!" She bucked her whole body in a wild spasm, desperate to get the goat girl off her.

[Arista]

Gil knew the crowd would be on her side for this decision, giving the demon a fair few swats on her backside was just the warm-up, there was way more where that came from, but from her current position, she wouldn't be tanning anyone's hide...!

"...Am I...?" Gil smirked in response to Amano, giving a little chuckle and then another swat. "...Last time I checked I'm still very much alive and kicking...!" Gil spoke with a certain level of pride and smugness in her tone, puffing her chest out and then giving one more smack for good measure! "...Oh, and swinging too...!"

She couldn't keep her in place for too long, she was still filled to the brim with energy, if she really wanted to do something like that, she needed to tire her out, significantly! She released her scissors, giving a little shove with her legs so she had room to get-up herself, hoping Amano wasn't too deep in her fury, otherwise Gil would be stripped down and humiliated in a second flat, that is, if she wasn't careful...! "...What else do you got...?" She stayed on the ready, looking to block any move that Amano may throw her way...!