Fangirl Lassos the Moon; Shiori Takeda Vs. Gil "Arma-Gil-O"

[Arista]

Shiori knew Gil's move-set, and was likely in some capacity prepared for this sort of thing, at-least mentally, but she seemed to be lagging so far behind in terms of the match, that by the time she registered one thing, Gil had already landed three brand-spanking-new moves on her...! Not to mention, imagining being put in a move was one thing, actually facing it in person was a completely different beast...!

"...Comfy! I'm having fun at-least...!" The ref slid in and called for a rope break, Gil pouted but abided. "...Aw man...!" She stood up and even offered Shiori a hand! "...What did you think, it wasn't much, but a good 10 seconds is fair enough for assessment...!" Gil giggled standing close to the fangirl. "...What would you rank it out of 10? And in a sentence, or even a few words, how would you describe it? I'm running a little bit of a survey...!" Gil smiled and then stepped back, giving Shiori room to breath instead of being mere inches from her face, Gil always did struggle with personal space...

The crowd was used to Gil's matches being some kind of circus act, she rarely took herself seriously, and sometimes her opponent wasn't exactly Rose Gold or some other scary heel that would make the match living hell for Gil, sometimes, those opponent's were similar to Gil, just like Shiori...!

[FreestylePoet]

Honestly, Shiori kinda hated rope breaks. These days, most wrestlers knew some super awesome escapes, so having to rely on reaching your hand out and begging the ref to count to five was kinda lame -- or so she thought. Who knew there was a difference between whining about wrestling on Twitter and actually doing it herself? No more wounded pride in resorting to a rope break, no siree!

Now she was up, with a giggling Arma-Gil-O looking to her for an opinion. "Uh..." Shiori tapped at her chin, trying to come up with something witty to say. The best wrestlers had a tongue as sharp as their skills! "I'd give it... an 8! Except, like..." She rotated her hands in the air, as if playing with a small ball. "Sideways. Not for infinity, but... for... a butt..." Yeah, she was gonna have to workshop that one.

"Anyway, that's not the point!" Shiori pumped her arms. "Now it's time to show you what I can do!" She ducked down like a runner at the starting block. "I've always wanted to do this, so get ready!" And with a single push off the canvas, she was off to the races! Shiori closed the distance in a flash... if the flash was a lighting effect from a mid-2000s video game. When she got within about a yard of Gil, she hopped into the air and twisted into a half circle! "Hiiii-YAH!" The result: A move that she'd seen Gil and others use throughout their career in LAW!

A flying hip attack!

[Arista]

Gil was tickled by Shiori's comment, giggling maybe a bit too hard for a joke that mostly fell flat on it's face in the eyes of most, but Gil was easy to amuse! "...I'll take an 8, funnily enough most people either give it a 0, or a 10...!" Gil looked to the side and pursed her lips, stroking her chin as if pondering why that was.

"...Oh, is that so! Come on and give me your all, girlie...!" Gil invited the fangirl to give her the best shot she could muster, Gil was prepared for anything...! And as untrained to traditional combat as Gil was, she could see this run-up coming from a mile-away, but she loved the choice, as as Shiori took to the sky, Gil swept to the side, dodging with plenty of time to spare...!

"...Aha...! Nice shot, but you have to be quicker than that to top the goat...!" Gil mocked an evil giggle, placing her hands onto her hips and puffing her chest up, throwing her head back for added affect...! Truthfully, Gil could have easily side-stepped the attack, but she wasn't here to e cocky, a show-off or a jerk, she was taking this seriously, because she knew, or... Thought, Shiori was a more than capable fighter, and above all else, a really sweet person...!

[FreestylePoet]

Shiori surged towards Gil as fast as she could -- which was actually a little faster than your average high school graduate, but not by much! She stopped, spun, jumped, and thrust her booty out with a shrieking battle cry!

...Only to whiff entirely. Shiori landed on the ground with far few stumbles than she anticipated -- guess she was learning something after all. "Aw, darn!" she pouted, realizing that Gil had dodged her attack with ease. But now wasn't the time to give up! She was facing Gil here, and the horned girl across from her deserved Shiori's very best!

So how could she learn from this? She got back into her athletic stance, bending her knees and narrowing her eyes dramatically. "So you want me to be quicker, huh? Well... let's see how you handle this!" With that anime-esque declaration, she sprinted once more, this time willing her legs to move faster!

As she approached her opponent, Shiori's arm traced a wide circle through the air, and her open palm flew towards Gil -- as if swinging in for a wide-arcing slap! But that was only a feint, and Shiori instead tucked her arm in at the last minute, this time choosing to start her attack much closer to Gil! This time, the turn-and-jump was (hopefully) in a much smoother motion, and she launched herself at Gil for Super Shiori Booty Bump II: Redux!

[Arista]

Gil bent at her knees in anticipation! She had a smirk on her face since the bell had rang-out to start this match, and showed no signs of letting that fade! She had easily handled anything Shiori had thrown her way so far, but much like herself, Shiori was persistent, and wasn't going to go down without a fight...!

"...Dust off that dust and come try again...!" Gil talked up the cheery fangirl! Shiori did just that, whether what Gil said had any effect on that was besides the point, as Shiori was ready to give t his next move her all...!

Gil nodded as Shiori came closer, her anime-esq self-pep-talk was inspiring to Gil, she knew she was going against a real talent here, someone who would make it far through that will to never give up alone! Shiori didn't disappoint, she came closer teasing a slap which Gil had guarded for, not looking to evade! But it was fake-out, one that Gil had bitten into and thus put herself in the open for an attack...!

"...That was..." Gil watched on in awe, as Shiori took to the skies, her cute behind soon came in-front of the lights and gave Gil a sight to behold! Gil stayed in place, showing no signs of movement before the Super Shiori Booty Bump II: Redux hit her right in the face, forcing her to fall back despite her strong, low--squatting stance...! Shiori would find herself in a great spot, atop her foe with the crowd roaring in approval...! Perfect...!

[FreestylePoet]

A meteoric booty. An absolutely bodacious rump. An awesome ass-a-doodle-doo. The kind of butt that could not only inspire the awe of eyes and cameras alike but could also move the very mountains!

...All things that could be said about Gil. Shiori, not so much. Her butt wasn't nearly as earth-shatteringly famous as Gil's, nor was it as renowned a weapon in the squared circle. Thankfully, you didn't need a dynamite ass to do some real damage in the ring. All you needed was a respectably above average butt -- and that is what Shiori brought to the table today!

So imagine how proud she was of her new-and-improved Booty Bump. It didn't just connect with Gil. It toppled the Arma-Gil-O over altogether! This was like besting Mace Windu in a lightsaber duel, or Zorro (either one!) in a swordfight. Billy the Kid in a high noon shootout, Steph Curry from three, Faker at League of Legends!

And now she was on top of the world -- and on top of Gil to boot. "Wow!" she squealed. Her hands were already on both her cheeks. "Is that really what it feels like to land something like that? I should do that more often." But the job wasn't done yet! "O-Oh, wait, now what do I do? Uh, uh, u-uhm..." Then, it hit her. "Brain blast!" This was a humiliation match, wasn't it? What better way to follow up landing a hip attack on Gil than by going with another signature booty-based move?

An easy one to do, to boot, given their positions. All Shiori had to do was scoot back, and if Gil didn't stop her, she'd be sitting atop the Arma-Gil-O for a classic facesitting smother!

"Yaaaaaah!" she cheered loudly through a rapid blush, more to hype herself up than anything else.

[Arista]

Some might say Gil let it happen, she didn't make any attempts at getting out of dodge, she didn't roll back or away, try to block or even counter with a Super Gil Booty Bump of her own...! She let it hit her, like a meteor, a pair of a cheeks to the face sent her falling backwards onto the mat, leaving Shiori sitting high and might atop her chest, seemingly shocker by her own success...!

The knock wasn't the heaviest Gil had taken, even after taking it head-on, but it was still a mighty bump, and wasn't something to scoff at, so even if Gil wanted to, she would find it pretty hard to roll off now...!

Shiori took a moment to go over her options, she didn't seem to think she'd get to this point, but now that she had, she knew to act...! "...Brain blast?" Gil tilted her head, watching as Shiori scooted herself back, planting her cute booty right onto her face...!

Gil let out a muffled sound, it was hard to tell the tone, but Gil knew, she was proud! Shiori expressed a great liking for Gil as soon as she stepped into the ring, so seeing someone, a fan, be able to do this was something special, even if the crowd was both stunned, but also pleasantly suppressed by the whole ordeal...!

Gil placed her hands onto Shiori's cheeks, almost massaging them for a moment before she flipped her legs up, attempting to grab Shiori by the head and sling her forward, off of her face...!

[FreestylePoet]

As if this day couldn't get any better. Not only was she wrestling THE Arma-Gil-O. Not only did she land a flying hip attack on her. Now, Shiori Takeda was smothering Gil! With her own booty! And now she could be the first to tell ya: The view from up here was amazing. No doubt the crowd was enjoying the sight of a cutie like her smothering out a popular wrestler (a realization that left Shiori with a bit of heat beneath her cheeks). She would know; Shiori had been one of those fans cheering a sight like this just months ago. Now, she was on the other side of things. And it. Was. Incredible!

"Huh?" Then a pair of hands started to massage her cheeks. The motion amped up her blush, but... "Huh. W-Wow." It was confusing. This was a fight, and yet here she was, getting a spa treatment from someone who was supposed to be her opponent. Soft, deft fingers glided across her skin, pressing at knots she didn't even know existed. "O-Oh, that feels... nice...?"

Sadly, it didn't feel nice for long. A pair of wrestler's legs wrapped around her head and flung her off the Arma-Gil-O! "Oof!" Shiori landed on the mat unceremoniously, leaving Gil free. "No fvairh!" she grumbled, muffled by the canvas. "Yoo dshtract'd me! That f'lt too nish!"

[Arista]

"...Phew..." Gil had slung Shiori off of her very suddenly, and despite what had just happened, Gil had a huge smile on her face, as if that was the best thing that happened to her all week! "...That was incredible, Shiori, with a cute, pert booty like that, you got smothering talent...!" Gil proudly stood up, dusting off her thighs...

"...Oh... Sorry, it wasn't meant to be a distraction, I just really like your butt...!" Gil giggled, blushing a bit herself. "...But, no more massages... Maybe..." Gil snickered again, going up behind a still downed Shiori and grabbing her by her bottoms. leading her up onto her knees...!

"...Here comes the booty punch...!" Gil held Shiori up gently by her hair, then suddenly struck her hips out, popping the poor fangirl right in the face with her cheeks...!