Match Type: Hentai
Rules: 2/3 falls (orgasms) to win
Rules: 2/3 falls (orgasms) to win
Before the match
For months now, Faye had been furloughed by LAW—one among the many people whom LAW signed yet refused to publicize. This consigned Faye to a meager lifestyle, one just barely supported by the meager pittance that LAW paid out to her. With no competition to keep her sharp, Faye's days consisted mainly of light training and academic reading. Being published and credentialed, Faye was occasionally called in as a peer reviewer for certain academic publications. And, despite her nominal status as a LAW wrestler, Faye made sure to keep up with developments in her general areas, magnetohydrodynamics and plasma physics . Judging by how poorly her career as a LAW wrestler was going, Faye figured that a return to academia was imminent. As for the training, it was nothing too extreme: some cardio, strength training, as well as some basic striking and grappling training. Just enough to keep Faye's skills from going completely rusty, but not enough to keep her sharp enough for competition.
It was not as if Faye did not want to compete though. Her situation, however, was a bit of an oddity. Whenever she tried to inquire about receiving a match, she was instead given the run-around, receiving only vague, meaningless justifications. It was almost as if some force outside of her control was robbing her of opportunities.
After months of inactivity, Faye had been nearing her wits' end. So it came as a major surprise when LAW finally called her in for a match. Perhaps it will be a hentai match. Or something sensual, Faye had thought. And she was right: it was a 2/3 falls hentai match. Against a woman who was roughly her size but was experienced than her in hentai matches. Of course, Faye was not totally inexperienced in hentai—she had done some hentai rounds at the local gym before. Nonetheless, this was the sort of matchup where the odds were neither stacked in her favor nor insurmountably stacked against her. Had she been offered this match the beginning of her tenure at LAW, Faye may have politely declined and pushed for an easier opponent. However, Faye felt like she had no other choice but to accept this match or face many more months of inactivity, or worse, be cut from the LAW roster entirely.
So Faye accepted the match and began watching whatever footage of her opponent that she could find. Her opponent, a Chinese woman named Lana De Tiānshàng, was a formidable opponent; that much was blatant. Her prior performance in LAW spoke for itself. Lana was surely going to be a tough nut to crack. Her greater experience in hentai matches and her unrestrained lewdness would be tough to deal with. However, while Faye was at a disadvantage, she still had some strategies in mind. Faye was pretty sure that she was at least a match for Lana when it came to martial arts, if not slightly superior. Thus, if she could wear down Lana enough with her striking and grappling first, Faye figured that she might be able to overcome Lana in a hentai exchange.
At least, that was the plan. Faye was rusty at combat sports after spending five-and-a-half years in a Ph.D. program. Her opponent was clearly quite skilled, and would probably make it difficult for Faye to execute her game plan.
It was not as if Faye did not want to compete though. Her situation, however, was a bit of an oddity. Whenever she tried to inquire about receiving a match, she was instead given the run-around, receiving only vague, meaningless justifications. It was almost as if some force outside of her control was robbing her of opportunities.
After months of inactivity, Faye had been nearing her wits' end. So it came as a major surprise when LAW finally called her in for a match. Perhaps it will be a hentai match. Or something sensual, Faye had thought. And she was right: it was a 2/3 falls hentai match. Against a woman who was roughly her size but was experienced than her in hentai matches. Of course, Faye was not totally inexperienced in hentai—she had done some hentai rounds at the local gym before. Nonetheless, this was the sort of matchup where the odds were neither stacked in her favor nor insurmountably stacked against her. Had she been offered this match the beginning of her tenure at LAW, Faye may have politely declined and pushed for an easier opponent. However, Faye felt like she had no other choice but to accept this match or face many more months of inactivity, or worse, be cut from the LAW roster entirely.
So Faye accepted the match and began watching whatever footage of her opponent that she could find. Her opponent, a Chinese woman named Lana De Tiānshàng, was a formidable opponent; that much was blatant. Her prior performance in LAW spoke for itself. Lana was surely going to be a tough nut to crack. Her greater experience in hentai matches and her unrestrained lewdness would be tough to deal with. However, while Faye was at a disadvantage, she still had some strategies in mind. Faye was pretty sure that she was at least a match for Lana when it came to martial arts, if not slightly superior. Thus, if she could wear down Lana enough with her striking and grappling first, Faye figured that she might be able to overcome Lana in a hentai exchange.
At least, that was the plan. Faye was rusty at combat sports after spending five-and-a-half years in a Ph.D. program. Her opponent was clearly quite skilled, and would probably make it difficult for Faye to execute her game plan.
Litchi's face was adorned with a scowl. She had not been apprised of this rather insensitive "oriental" gimmick, nor had she chosen her entrance music. Her glaring face could be seen on the overhead screens as she stormed down the entrance ramp. Upon reaching the edge of the ring, she stepped onto the ring apron, grasping the top ropes as she did so. Then, in a flash of movement, she transitioned into a handstand on the ropes, her body balanced vertically for a split second. A swift 180° handstand turn followed, and Litchi's feet floated down to the canvas. An instant after her feet touched the canvas, Litchi turned her back on the audience and made her way to the corner, her hips swaying side-to-side.
