Realizing Her Dreams - Rosy Reyes (C) vs Emily "The Indomitable" Strager for the LAW Hentai Title

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Rosy Reyes (C) vs Emily "The Indomitable" Strager for the LAW Hentai Title

Match type: Hentai Submission

Rules: All standard rules apply, with the expecting that hentai moves are allowed and encouraged. Winner is decided when the loser verbally submits. The winner acquires/retains the LAW Hentai Belt


When she first entered LAW, Emily Strager came for a variety of reasons. She knew she had to carry on her legacy that her mother had built up, since she too was planning on joining up before her passing, but there was other reasons too. She wanted to branch out more, since she knew that a lot of the greatest wrestlers in the world resided in LAW, plus she wished to hone her technique with the elite. She did not think of herself as one of those elite few though, due to her younger age.

That self-depiction of herself soon changed upon entering LAW, after amassing 5 straight victories against wrestlers in LAW, and the occasional murmur that Emily might be as good as some of the greats. She initially did not think of this as being true, but once she saw that none other than LAW's Hentai Champion, Rosy Reyes, had an open challenge out for people wanting to take her on for her belt, she decided to go for it. If the people wanted to know if she could tussle with the best, then who is Emily to reject such an opportunity?

She got in touch, and a match was quickly formed between the two of them. Emily knew that this match would be the toughest of her life, as she was taking on a legend of the fight scene. But this did not mean she was going to let Rosy win. If she wanted to retain her title, she would have to give it all she had, as Emily would do back to her.

As the match window descended, and it was nigh on time for Emily to take on the most grueling match of her career, the blonde was pumped. She changed into her bikini, which was her go-to attire, as well as brushed herself off to look as good as possible. She waited out of sight, but ready to take to the stage. Just meters away, a packed out crowd of people were waiting, eager to see this clash.

"COMING OUT FIRST, OUR CHALLENGER. STANDING AT 5'4" AND WEIGHING IN AT 124LBS, SHE IS THE INDOMITABLE... EMILY... STRAGER!!!!"

The tannoy boomed at the rate that could have blasted peoples eardrums out, signaling Emily's arrival at the ring. She slipped on a robe to cover herself and made her way to the ring, blowing kisses to the crowd as her music, a rather catchy tune that she had always liked, ripped through the arena like a tornado. Upon arrival at the ring, she slipped between the top and middle ropes with ease and acknowledged the crowd with a beaming smile. She then stripped off her robe to reveal her bikini-clad body

Emily

The roars from the crowd only boosted Emily's enthusiasm for this match. It was the biggest match of her career, and if she was to win it, she could cement herself as one of LAW's greats. Only one woman stood in her way. And she was about to meet her face to face for the first time.

[SweetHeart]

Following her entrance, Rosy was out next, as "I Want You" filled the air, the crowd erupted into cheers and whistles, eagerly anticipating the sight of their beloved champion. Rosy emerged from behind the curtain, exuding confidence and allure with every step. Her form-fitting attire accentuated her curves, drawing all eyes toward her as she made her way down the ramp. With each sway of her hips, she exuded an intoxicating seduction that captivated the audience.

"AND NOW, ENTERING THE RING, STANDING AT 5'8" AND TIPPING THE SCALES AT 125LBS, SHE IS THE SULTRY SENSATION, THE PHEROMONE GIRL... ROSY... REYES!!"

As she approached the ring, Rosy paused at the foot of the steel steps, casting a sultry glance over her shoulder at the camera, her eyes smoldering with intensity. With a playful wink, she turned back to the crowd, her hips swaying provocatively as she crawled up the steps in a seductive manner, letting the camera get all the best shots. At the threshold of the ring, Rosy paused once more, her gaze locking onto the camera with a mischievous glint, as she leaned forward, running her hands along the ropes in a tantalizing display, sending shivers of anticipation down the spines of onlookers, before then sliding onto the ropesm dragging her crotch and letting her breasts sandwich the middle rope between them, as Rosy slipped between the ropes, the fabric of her attire clinging to every curve as she stepped into the center of the ring. Standing tall and proud, she raised her championship belt high above her head, the polished metal gleaming in the spotlight as the crowd erupted into a deafening roar of approval.

Embracing the energy of the moment, Rosy began to sway her hips in a hypnotic rhythm, her movements drawing the eyes of everyone in the arena. With a sultry grin, she beckoned to the crowd, before glacning at Emily with a smirks, her every movement a showing her undeniable charm and charisma, and it would leave anyone at least slightly nervous to face her.

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The entrance of the champion was no less than what Emily had imagined, a spectacle and threatruc display that would melt the hearts of the entire audience. And going by the explosive response that Rosy had garnered, it seemed as though she had perfected that particular skill. For once, it seemed as though Emily had lost the battle to seduce the audience, but that was of no consequence. The main target was defeating the champion, and acquiring the shiny belt that was now proudly on display merely meters away from her.

Emily was indeed slightly nervous, facing a champion in any sport would give their opponent that sort of a response. But for the blonde challenger, that nervousness was drowned out by enthusiasm, self-confidence and concentration. She knew that Rosy was trying to get into her brain, thats how it always was. The only difference was that this was on a bigger scale, and Emily could not falter.

Instead of succumbing to her opponents charms, she fired off a few of her own, sending out a minxy wink to both her opponent and the fans, not to try and charm Rosy, but as a way of showing her that she was in no way intimidated. She was here for a reason, and she would stop at nothing to realize that vision.

In addition to the wink, Emily decided to give both the audience and Rosy a prefight show too. She quickly flapped at her chest to let her breasts jiggle for her, before then turning her ass to her opponent and giving her a brief twerk. Again, this was a show of defiance against the charms, showing to Rosy that if she wanted to win, she would have to do it in combat, and not with charm offensives.

Soon enough, with the atmosphere being electric and the lights beaming down on the champion and her challenger, the referee called both of them to the center of the ring. Emily walked up in a sultry way, before quickly snapping to her serious pose, getting ready for the sexual onslaught that was to come.

"You may know your way around the crowd, but this is where your run ends Rosy Reyes. That belt will be mine" She said confidently, as the two met face to face for the first time.

[SweetHeart]

Rosy's lips curled into a knowing smile as she listened to Emily's confident words. With a tilt of her head, she regarded the young challenger with a mixture of amusement and admiration. "Ah, Emi, quite the fiery one~" Rosy purred, her voice dripping with honeyed charm. "But remember, darling, it takes more than bravado to claim this belt." Her gaze bore into Emily's, a subtle challenge glinting in her eyes. "You're eager, I'll give you that. But don't mistake my flirtation for strategy. This ring is where true skill shines regardless of how much you kiss and or suck~."

Rosy's words hung in the air like a challenge, her tone carrying a hint of amusement, wanting to see what Emily had to offer. "So let's see what you're truly made of, shall we? Show me what you've got. We'll see if your mouth is only good for talking or perhaps kissing~." With a flick of her hair and a wink, Rosy sauntered back to her corner, her every movement exuding grace and poise. She knew that Emily was a formidable opponent, young and with much to prove, but she was ready to meet the challenge head-on. As she moved, Rosy couldn't help but add a playful sway to her hips, the movement drawing the eye and eliciting a murmur of appreciation from the crowd. She was the epitome of sexual confidence, her aura radiating power and allure.With a final glance across the ring at Emily, Rosy's smile widened into a grin of excitement. The stage was set, the crowd was buzzing, and she was ready to put on a show!

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Emily might have been fiery, but she was also popped up. She had been waiting for this day, and now, the opportunity was open to her. She knew that words alone wouldn't get her the belt, it was her body, and making it defeat Rosy's, that would be the deciding factor of this match.

Her eyes stayed glued to Rosy's, accepting the challenge that Rosy's eyes had offered. Every inch of her body was prepared for this, and she would not stop fighting until either her last bit of energy had been sapped, or she had defeated Rosy. She moved back to her corner, without the same sexual grandeur of her opponent, blocking out all of Rosy's flirts. They were just a distraction, a way for Rosy to get into Emily's head and mess around. Other people might fall for it, but Emily had the mental fortitude to ignore it.

As she reached her corner, she spun around, and decided to give Rosy a peek of what was to come. She briefly pulled one side of her bikini top down to give Rosy a glance of her breast. She knew it would do nothing, but it could at least excite her a little bit. And if nothing else, the crowd would adore such a flash tease.

[SweetHeart]

While Emily tried to show off her boobs as a form of mind games, Rosy simply scoffed at the concept, grabbing her own top and yanking it to the side, letting both her big boobs bounce free, getting the crowd to gasp and cheer for the slutty display as she didn't even attempt to be subtle about it! The referee would groan, simply making sure the pair were ready as Rosy excitedly jumped on her toes, her massive breasts bouncing with each jump. “Give it your all, I really want this to last! I’m not up for another boring fight. Don’t be boring, kay!” She yelled eagerly, in a somewhat mocking tone towards Emily

DING!!

The match begun as the pair would start it off, Rosy circling her pray with her tits still very much out, smirking as she got closer and closer, before suddenly dashing forward, and smacking Emily's boobs upward "SMACK!" She mocking yelled as she slapped her bosoms, hoping to make Emily attempt to slap or punch her, which lead into Rosy ducking the strike, and she would go behind grabbing Emily by the crotch with a grapefruit claw. In short, Rosy was looking to make it clear to Emily this was what she signed up for!

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Emily's brief tease came with an unexpected response, as the champion all but removed her top and allowed her tits to bounce free. She knew this was all mind games, and she also knew that it was basically pointless trying to break a literal champion of hentai using such tactics. But she had to prove to Rosy, to the crowd, and to herself, that she could hold that belt. She had to prove she had the full package.

As the bell went, the champion had a plan, as did Emily. As the champion approached, she smacked her bosom upwards, but at the same time, Emily swung her leg into her opponents shins, hoping to take her off guard, before then slamming her chest into her opponent's, hoping to push her down to the mat below.

If this succeeded, she would then follow up with her own grapefruit claw, the same move that her opponent wanted to use on her. "Heh, as expected from one such as you. But I am just as aggressive, if not moreso" She taunted.

[SweetHeart]

Rosy felt the impact of Emily's countermove reverberating through her body, her focus intensifying as she adjusted to the sudden shift in momentum. As Emily taunted her, Rosy couldn't help but admire her opponent's determination, though she remained shockingly unfazed, keeping own claw applied even with Emily applying her own hold. "Nice try~" Rosy retorted, her voice dripping with defiance as she locked eyes with Emily. "But I'm a champion dear~ I've been through worse.~"

In a swift motion, Rosy seized the opportunity to turn the tables on her opponent. She'd shove her thumb into her covered crotch, trying to send a shock of pain through her body, hopping to make her gasp. "Open wide!!!" Rosy would chime as she would use her dirty hand, trying to shove her hand into her mouth, forcing her a brutal and dirty mandible claw, forcing her to taste her pussy. If it worked, she would sadistically smile, enjoying the facial expressions she made at the brutal move she was applying.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

As Emily had suspected, Rosy was not going to be an easy opponent to bea, but she had been training night and day to be able to defeat her and take hold of that belt. She may have been going through a decent amount of pain now, but she had been through far worse than this in the lead up to this match, as had Rosy. This was merely the warmup.

"Heh, you would be a pretty shit champion if you couldn't handle this." Emily remarked as she clutched Rosy's currently covered crotch harder to show that she means business. "But that doesn't mean I am going to let you beat me. You will have to give 150% to do so."

After that, Emily felt Rosy's thumb push into her crotch, which she did not expect so soon, so her eyes opened slightly. Rosy then used that hand to try and force Emily to taste her own pussy, but Emily was having none of it. In a swift counterattacking move, Emily slammed her spare arm into Rosy's face with force. If this worked, both of their claws would seperate, and Emily would then try to tackle Rosy to the ground while she was dazed.

[SweetHeart]

As Emily countered with a forceful blow to Rosy's face, the champion stumbled backward, momentarily stunned by the unexpected strike. Taking advantage of Rosy's momentary disorientation, Emily lunged forward, driving her shoulder into Rosy's midsection and bringing her down to the mat with a resounding thud, but Rosy was quick to recover, her reflexes honed from years of intense "training" kicked in as her jiggly legs moves at lighting speed, wrapping her legs around her torso in a tight body scissor, trying to effectively immobilizing her opponent.

With a sly smirk, Rosy taunted Emily, her voice laced with mockery. "Is that all you've got? So quick to stop me weren't you, don't tell me you can't handle it, what, you a little scared.~~" She tightened her grip, applying pressure to Emily's midsection as she continued to taunt. "First time grappling with a real champion, huh?"