Glitchy electronic music blared through the speakers of the arena. This entrance theme had never been heard before, causing murmurs from the crowd. Eyes shifted towards the stage area, eager to see who would make their appearance. Seconds ticked by, but the stage area remained empty. The murmurs gradually intensified. This was supposed to be the time when a wrestler would make their appearance, walking out from the backstage area amidst the backdrop of their entrance music. Yet no wrestler made their appearance.
"AND NOW, STANDING AT 160 CENTIMETERS, AND WEIGHING IN AT 55 KILOGRAMS... MAKING HER DEBUT..." the announcer's voice blared through the speakers.
"KA-GA-MI!!!"
A lone, nude woman fumbled her way onto the stage. Her movements were frantic and hurried as she scurried into sight. Her only covering was her own hands and arms, which clasped and wrapped themselves around her body, barely obscuring her intimate areas from view. She took several hasty steps forward, her feet sliding along the floor as if she was trying to get traction.
Then, she slipped. Her heels shot forward out from under her, sending her tumbling to the ground. She landed on her back hard, her legs splayed open, and her head hit the floor.
"Agh..." groaned the woman as she lay clutching her head. She landed in the spread eagle position, with her sex clearly visible for all to see.
"Look at that pussy!" yelled a fan. Roars of approval welled up from the audience, and some fans lifted their phones to snap pictures of the fallen woman.
The woman's legs snapped shut, and her arm went to cover her breasts. Her face grew beet red. She sat up, her posture compact and meek as her mouth stood agape.
"H-haaahh...!" squeaked the woman as she sat shaking.
"Ahhh... ahhh..." She rose to her feet on shaky legs, making sure to keep herself as covered as possible in the process.
"N-no..." The woman began to shake and shiver—the air of the arena felt cold against her wet body. Droplets of water dripped from her form and onto the floor.
The crowd continued to roar. Laughter and jeering sounded in the background. A myriad of pictures and videos were taken of the woman's wet, nude form. The audience was enjoying seeing the exposed woman cower.
The woman began to walk, her movements tentative as she made her way across the stage. She could feel thousands of eyes boring into her, scrutinizing every inch of her exposed form. She wanted to hide her face and shrink away into nothingness, but she persisted. Her arms shielded her bust and groin, but her butt was still clearly visible. The woman made her way to the ramp, letting out pitiful whimpers as she walked.
Once she made it onto the ramp, she paused. She could see that she was surrounded on both sides by fans. And, glancing to her sides, it was clearer than ever that she was being recorded. The woman felt an urge to run backstage and sequester herself from the fans' invasive gazes. But she pushed on. One foot after another, she made her way down the ramp, leaving wet footprints in her wake.
Eventually, the woman reached the edge of the ring. Still covering herself, she made her way up the metal steps. Her breathing was heavy, and sweat and water from her hair dripped down her face. Once at the top of the steps, she paused—it was time for her to get into the ring. She crouched down and put her head between the top two ropes, flashing her tight ass to the crowd. A wolf-whistle rang out, causing the woman to turn even redder. Her body jerked up suddenly, colliding with the ropes and causing her to lose her balance. The woman fell face-forward into the ring, her face slamming into the mat.
"Ughhhh..." groaned the woman. Her hips were propped up over the second rope as her head lay on the floor. This left her in a face-down, ass-up position with her pussy completely exposed!
The crowd roared in approval, the atmosphere filled with cheers, jeers, and wolf-whistles. Phones trained themselves on the woman's nethers, taking pictures and immortalizing the woman's humiliation! All the while, the woman lay dazed, temporarily unaware of her predicament.
But it did not take long for the woman to recover from the impact. Using her hands, she pushed her head off the mat. Raising her head off the mat, the first thing she saw was one of the giant screens around the arena. And on that screen was a giant image of her womanhood, labia and all!
A sudden influx of blood immediately rushed into the woman's face, somehow making the woman even more red in the face than before. She scrambled, limbs flailing around frantically as she tried to free herself from the ropes. Her motions were violent and explosive, yet completely without order. The air was filled with a flurry of limbs and ropes, a storm whipped up by the woman.
Once the storm subsided, the woman was left tangled in the ropes, like a bird caught in a net. She was upside down, facing the outside of the ring, with her arms and legs spread out. Her pussy was completely exposed yet again, as were her tits.
The woman let out a wail. Her mouth was quivering and agape. She tried to close her legs and cover her chest, only to be denied by the entanglement of the ropes.
"No!" she cried out, a single tear welling up in the corner of her eye.
"Don't look!" she screamed shrilly, her body starting to tremble.
"Don't look!"
The referee approached the woman.
"Are you Kagami?" asked the referee.
"Y-yes..." replied the woman meekly. More tears began to well up in her eyes as she fought the urge to sob. Kagami feebly tried to free her limbs from the ropes, but to no avail. For now, Kagami was stuck.
