Demolishing some part-timers! — The Part Timers versus Kasumi Nishimiya

[Ichi]

Match Type: Hentai Handicap Elimination
Rules:

Whenever a wrestler orgasms, they are eliminated. If a side is completely eliminated, that side loses and the other side wins. Sex toys are located underneath the ring.

     "AND NOW, STANDING AT 166 CENTIMETERS AND WEIGHING IN AT 59 KILOGRAMS—" The click of relays could be heard an instant before the overhead spotlights flicked on, bathing the stage in purple light. "—INTRODUCING, KASUMI NISHIMIYAAAAA!"

UNDERSHAFT — Maon Kurosaki

     A black-haired, bespectacled beauty walked out onto the stage area and then down the entrance ramp. She waved to the fans, occasionally stopping to pose and giving the fans a suggestive view. Her gait was confident, with her hips swaying slightly with each step.

NOTE
Kasumi does not look partially-undressed. However, her shirt is unbuttoned at the top to reveal her cleavage.

     The woman, known as Kasumi Nishimiya, was intent on making a splash. She specifically chose a handicap match against a couple of known 'jobbers'—'jobber' means 'loser' in wrestling parlance, right? Well, in any case, based on their match footage, they should be easy pickings for Kasumi. A couple of pretty faces with pretty bodies that she could dominate and destroy. The perfect couple to serve as stepping stones for her career.
     Kasumi made her way up the ring steps and entered the ring, slipping through the ropes with ease as she did so. She walked to the corner and waited. Her posture was relaxed and her gaze was trained on the top the entrance ramp.
     This'll be fun, thought Kasumi with a smile.

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Handicap matches generally meant that they were going up against a tough opponent, based on the experience the Part Timers had during their time professionally wrestling. They had done a few of these kinds of matches before, where they were put up against someone far stronger than each of them individually, and through teamwork they were able to still get beaten into the ground. As such, neither Yvette nor Asaki relished the thought of their upcoming match. At least it was against a newbie though, so perhaps Kasumi wouldn't be so bad.

"Hey, cheer up Yvette!" Asaki said, patting her much more nervous partner on her back, "No need to be this nervous! Kasumi is a newbie, maybe she won't be so scary! We're probably just hyping up how frightening she actually is!"

Yvette couldn't hide her misgivings though, her face looking grim as she peeked out from the gorilla position. "I hope you're right," Yvette replied, peering out as Kasumi made her entrance. She seemed to relax a bit when she saw her opponent though, hearing her measurements and seeing her build. "Whew, at least she's not some huge muscle woman," Yvette said with a small sigh. That made Asaki laugh.

"See? Not so bad!" the pinkette nurse said, "Now let's go out and have some fun with her!"

The entrance music for the Part Timers began playing over the speakers, an upbeat tune introducing the fan favorite jobber tag team. " Kasumi's opponents! Two girl you all know and love! Please welcome the Part Timers!"

Yvette and Asaki stepped out in their matching bunny outfits, the crowd cheering as they loved the way the two fighters looked. Asaki greeted them all with her usual bright smile, Yvette looking a bit more shy and demure behind her glasses. Their high heels clacked as they walked down the ramp, waving and blowing kisses to the crowd, being as lovable as they always were. Once they reached the ring, they kicked off their shoes, climbing into the ring barefoot as they faced off against Kasumi.

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"Up close she doesn't look too tough either," Asaki mused as they approached their opponent in the middle of the ring, "You really think she could take the both of us?"

"Don't underestimate her Asaki," Yvette replied. She decided to take the lead in introducing themselves to their opponent. "So Kasumi is it? Welcome to LAW! I hope you're ready to face the both of us tonight, we won't make things easy on you!"

"Hehe that's right!" Asaki said, "If you're not ready to take on the both of us, tell us now! We'll be happy to face you individually if you like!"

Yvette raised her eyebrows at Asaki's comment, shooting her friend a look. "What?" Asaki asked, "It's only fair we offer right?" Though Yvette didn't want to make the offer, Asaki had put it on the table. She sighed, hoping that Kasumi wouldn't take it. She had a feeling she would need Asaki's help to take on this girl, even though up close she didn't seem all that tough.

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     Kasumi watched the so-called 'Part Timers' make their entrance. They seemed lively, and more than willing to pander to the crowd based on their bunnysuit attire and general demeanor. The crowd also seemed partial to them as well.
     All the better, thought Kasumi. I'll look good when I destroy them.
     Kasumi put on a smile and held it, unwavering even as the Part Timers approached her and started talking. But a scowl briefly flashed into her face when Asaki entertained the idea of facing Kasumi two-on-one. The scowl was slight, however, and Kasumi's face returned to smiling almost immediately.
     "Oh, don't be foolish," said Kasumi, closing her eyes and waving her hand dismissively. "This is supposed to be a handicap tag match. No two-on-one." Kasumi turned around, her skirt twirling as she showed her back to her opponents. "If you need help understanding the rules, ask the referee." The Bespectacled Beauty began to walk towards the corner of the ring, wondering if she should have hidden her abrasive nature. But she quickly concluded that such would be useless—she was going to show her true colors soon enough anyways.
     Kasumi kept her ears open in case one or both of the Part Timers decided to attack. She doubted that they would, but just to be extra careful, she snuck a glance back over her shoulder. If she was left uninterrupted, Kasumi would make her way can to the corner and wait for the bell to ring and signal the start of the match.

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"Well duh, we know that!" Asaki said, a little annoyed by Katsumi's attitude, "I'm just saying if you'd rather just fight one of us, instead of both of us! I mean, we're gonna take turns beating you up after all!"

"Asaki!" Yvette chided, though she didn't like Kasumi's attitude either. Not that it mattered, this was still a two on one affair,.where they had a distinct advantage. If Kasumi felt so confident about her chances, then let her feel that way. It wasn't going to end well for her, that was for sure!

After conferring with each other for a moment, Asaki decided to leave the ring, letting Yvette start them off. The slim brunette stretched her arms above her head, then she did a few trunk twists, cracking her back as she warmed up and got ready to fight. Asaki provided support in the corner by cheering her on, though whenever she looked at Kasumi she fixed her with a glowering gaze. It was obvious that the pinkette did not like her very much.

"Alright Kasumi, you ready?" Yvette called out. She made her way towards the center of the ring, anticipating her opponent doing the same. Right as the bell rang, she would spring into action. Yvette would step in and fire up a high kick from her incredibly long legs, aiming a blow right at the side of Kasumi's head to scramble her.brains and leave her stunned!

[Ichi]

     Kasumi paid no heed to Asaki's glowering gaze, even though she could see Asaki when she looked over her shoulder. The Bespectacled Beauty noticed that her other opponent, the one in the ring, was making her way towards the center of the ring.
     "Hmph," Kasumi vocalized quietly. It seemed like her opponent was all ready to go. Kasumi decided to reciprocate and move towards the center of the ring herself. As she walked, she got yet another glimpse of Asaki's disapproving gaze. But having seen footage of the Part Timers before, Kasumi was not intimated—she could take either Asaki or Yvette alone, no problem. Kasumi closed her eyes and silently mouthed a single word: "Weakling." that was all the heed that Kasumi would pay to Asaki at this moment. In her mind, that simple dismissive statement was all Asaki deserved.
     Yvette called out, asking if Kasumi was ready. And again, Kasumi had a concise, one-word answer lined up. "Clearly," she stated, her gaze falling upon Yvette's bunnysuit-clad form. Kasumi's gait was calm and fluid, with a slight seductive sway of the hips. She made her way to the center of the ring, standing in front of Yvette. Kasumi's stance was slightly bladed, with her left foot leading her right, but not so bladed as to blatantly seem like a fighting stance. As she stood in front of her opponent, her breath was even and her muscles were relaxed. Like the calm before the storm.
     DING!
     Kasumi exploded forward, launching a right cross straight at Yvette's midsection, specifically, at the solar plexus. Her movement was swift, right on the bell and leaving almost no time to react. The sudden forward movement beat out Yvette's high kick, and the kick failed to land properly, hitting Kasumi's shoulder instead of her head. Kasumi briefly hissed in pain as the kick landed.
     Regardless of whether or not Kasumi landed that body blow, she would then cut an angle to her right. She would throw a sharp one-two to follow up, hoping to stun Yvette even more.
     "I'm surprised you even know how to throw a high kick," Kasumi jabbed as she settled back into her fighting stance—a bladed stance with her hands held low, around chin-level. "You two are pretty weak from what I've seen. Basically enhancement talent."

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Yvette gasped at Kasumi's speed, though she was already committed to her high kick and couldn't pull back to defend. Her foot landed on Kasumi's shoulder, a glancing blow at best, while her opponent's fist smashed into her gut. "Ugh!" Yvette grunted, stumbling backwards after that blow knocked her off balance. A fast combo of punches knocked her senses out, the two hits smashing into her body and cheek, nearly knocking the glasses from her face.

Yvette stumbled to the ropes, grabbing onto them to keep herself from falling. Asaki was by her side in an instant. "Yvette!" she gasped, "Are you alright?" Yvette swallowed hard, fixed her glasses, then pulled herself back up to her feet. Though those blows rocked her, she was still able to fight!

"What do you know about anything?" Yvette shot back, "Have you even been in a fight before?" The bunny girl pushed off the ropes, moving forward towards Kasumi. This time she didn't try a strike, but rather offered up a grapple, hoping to grab her opponent in a collar and elbow and see if she could wrestle her off her feet!

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     "Obviously, she's not alright. She's been rocked," stated Kasumi to Asaki. "Use your eyes." Kasumi watched as Yvette started to reorient herself. A smile spread across Kasumi's face as she watched her poor opponent struggle.
     "What do you know about anything? Have you even been in a fight before?" Yvette shot back.
     Before Kasumi could even respond, Yvette pushed off the ropes and began moving towards her. Yvette made no attempt to hide her intent: she wanted to grapple. A pretty obvious telegraph, or perhaps a challenge. Either way, Kasumi saw an opportunity. With Yvette's arms away from her body and her forward momentum, she presented an opening: the same spot that Kasumi had struck at the beginning of the match was open and begging for a counter. Like a patient cat waiting for the best moment to pounce, Kasumi waited for Yvette to get close enough.
     "UUSHH!" vocalized Kasumi as she exhaled sharply. In one swift, fluid motion, Kasumi chambered her right leg before shooting it out in a front kick, her right arm swinging downwards to impart more momentum to her strike. Kasumi's foot shot out ball-first at Yvette's solar plexus, the area where the two halves of her ribcage met. Ideally, between the thrust of her leg and Yvette's forward momentum, Kasumi's foot would thrust into Yvette like a spear, sinking in and impaling its target.
     If Kasumi's attack succeeded in debilitating Yvette, she would then turn her back to Yvette and start walking away. "If you had any skill, you would already have an idea of my fighting abilities by now," Kasumi would reply, responding to what Yvette had said earlier. "Though, I doubt that you have the requisite skill to make such an assessment." Kasumi would turn back around to face Asaki. "I doubt you do either." Kasumi would say as she stared directly at Asaki.

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The grapple attempt was a challenge, one that Yvette fully expected Kasumi to accept, given her confidence in her fighting skills. So she totally was not expecting Kasumi to respond by throwing a kick right into her gut! "UNNNF!" Yvette gasped, the force of the kick folding her body over and sending her rocketing right back into the ropes. She struck them hard, one arm hooking over the top rope to hold herself up, her other hand holding her solar plexus as she gasped and wheezed, coughing from having all the air driven from her.

"Hey! That's not fair!" Asaki shouted. The crowd began to boo as well, disliking the obvious lack of respect and sportsmanship. When Yvette offered a grapple, they expected to see a grappling contest, not a sucker punch!

Asaki had seen enough. She reached in and slapped Yvette's hand, tagging herself in. "Take a break Yvette," she said, allowing the brunette to slip out of the ring so she could recover from the damage she had taken. Asaki then turned to face Katsumi with an angry look on her face.

"You wanna come say that to my face?" Asaki said, raising her arms and approaching Kasumi, ready to start a brawl with her if that's how Kasumi wanted to do things.

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     Kasumi shrugged at the booing. She was not here to make friends with the crowd—she was here to make a statement. And she cared even less about the objections of Asaki, who accused her of acting unfairly. In fact, seeing Asaki's angered expression brought a smirk to Kasumi's face.
     "You wanna come say that to my face?" Asaki said before getting into a fighting stance and advancing.
     "You're weak," stated Kasumi as she began walking towards Asaki. "And probably too clueless to know what you've gotten yourself into." Kasumi's gait was fluid and even, her hands swinging freely down by her waist. She seemed to pay little attention to defense and instead opted for a casual walk.
     However, upon entering striking range, Kasumi would attempt to throw a quick left jab to Asaki's face. Kasumi's hand would swiftly shoot up from around waist-level straight up at Asaki's face. As she did so, her head would move off of the center line, hopefully making it more difficult for her opponent to counterattack. But Kasumi was not done yet—should she manage to get off the jab, she would step off to her right, cutting an angle, and then attempt to fire a right cross at Asaki's head! Jaw, cheek, ear, temple—it did not matter where the punch landed. Kasumi would be more focused on simply landing her cross and hopefully knocking Asaki silly!

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Kasumi was right about that, as Asaki really wasn't a brawler. Yvette was better at striking than she was, as the slim brunette bunny girl actually took a few kickboxing classes. Asaki meanwhile focused on wrestling and judo. So while she could throw a punch or two, she was no match for a dedicated striker like Kasumi.

But she could defend herself, so when Katsumi threw her first jab, Asaki raised her arms and blocked, dodging sideways to avoid the worst of the hit. Kasumi's follow-up made Asaki glad she kept her hands up, as she had no time to avoid the powerful cross, closing her arms and taking the hit. It made her hiss in pain, but it did block the blow from striking her face. And now she had Kasumi's arm within grabbing range.

The pinkette quickly switched her grip, grabbing onto Kasumi's wrist and elbow before she could pull her arm back. "See how you like this!" she said, pulling Kasumi forward as she twisted her body, attempting to throw her opponent onto the mats in an arm drag takedown, hoping to trap her facedown on the mats afterwards and bend her arm backwards in a painful armbar!