Unzen Takanata vs. Sister Lucia - A Moment of Clarity

[BlackAkuma]

Match Type: Apartment Strip Match
Victory Conditions: To win, a wrestler must strip her opponent of clothing, then force an orgasm out of them. After each article of clothing is removed, the wrestlers will reset their positions.

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Sister Lucia stood outside the door to this apartment, staring at it, glaring, as if she were facing down her greatest enemy. She was, as the contents of this room represented one of the most serious challenges of her life. David had his Goliath, Samson had the Philistines. What was the millstone around Lucia’s neck? LAW’s management team.

The jackals had been nipping at her heels for weeks now, mad about how she chose to spread the good word to the heathens at LAW. She had tried posting fliers and pamphlets, and placed a few Chick Tracts to warn these vile sinners about the consequences of their wicked ways. In doing so, they accused her of littering. Failing that, she tried to bring her message straight to the sinners, cutting out the middleman and sought to hold Bible Study in the women’s locker room, where she knew they would assemble. Unfortunately, some of the less open-minded shrews among them barred their claws, unreceptive to the truth of their licentious lifestyle, and Sister Lucia was forced to defend herself before she could be done considerable harm.

For all her troubles, all her efforts to do good deeds and aid the troubled whores of LAW, how was Sister Lucia reward? With this digusting farce of a match, forced to come to some misbegotten corner of Japan and wrestle like a mangy tramp. The rules alone were a grave insult, a match that required her to strip her foe and give them carnal pleasure, but to do so in such an unseemly fashion…

The thought made her skin crawl, even now, as she stood before the threshold. She had come in her

, feeling that it would suit her purposes better than her standard wrestling garb. For one, it was less expensive, but also harder to remove, a welcome advantage. The less these vultures saw of her unspoiled form as she walked the path to victory, the better.

With a deep sigh and a quick prayer, Sister Lucia opened the door and made her way into the apartment, her gaze scanning about the place. For all intents and purposes, it was precisely as advertised: a large apartment, affixed with all manner of rustic furniture, looking much like something out of the 80s. It certainly fit the archaic vibe, with leather couches and a boom tube television and even a grandfather clock. She would not fault LAW for skimping on the decor.

She could hear who she assumed was the referee in one of the adjacent rooms, likely making sure all the equipment was in proper shape, so all they needed now was her opponent. There was little Sister Lucia could do but wait, so that was what she did, plopping down on the couch, bringing out her phone, and doing a quick look through her Bible app. There had to be a few verses that would fit this situation…

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Unzen was nothing short of furious. Not only had she not gotten any form of match for a significant amount of time, but recently, her apartment had been cluttered up with various religious pamphlets and other clutter, all bearing the same name, Sister Lucia. She had lost count on just how many she had gotten, and to make matters worse, she had heard one of her ramblings before, in a local park, though nobody was actively listening, and those who did pay attention either booed at her or gave her a death stare before carrying on their way. At the time, Unzen cracked her knuckles and swore to herself, "She will not get away with this. I will make sure of that."

To that end, she nigh on demanded that her next match would be against Lucia with at least some lewd stipulation, both to taint her with the very same thing that she swore to cleanse, but also to unleash her unadulterated wrath against her. If there was one thing Unzen hated more than most, it was annoying religious twerps that wouldnt keep their mouths shut. And now she had the chance to squash one like a bug.

As Lucia sat down, thunderous footsteps could be heard from behind, signalling the arrival of someone who was livid. After the petrified guard had asked if she was Lucia's opponent, Unzen replied with a simple nod, before kicking off her shoes and putting them outside, a typical Japanese gesture of courtesy, and one of the only good things Unzen sticks to.

She then cracked her knuckles and opened the door with anger, making it slam against the wall with enough force to make the paintings on the adjoining walls shake, before stepping in.

Spoiler

She looked around, and there Lucia was, looking at her phone and browsing bible tracts. The furious woman thundered in and stood above the nun, hands on hips and eyes glaring at her, more angry than she had ever been.

"So, YOU are the one who has been cluttering my letterbox with that heinous bible trash. I should have known. Seen you around before, wafting that stack of paper around and blabbering all kinds of nonsense." Unzen scowled as her towering body seemed to eclipse Lucia's own. "Plus, you have said all this, and STILL accepted a match where you will be subject to such things? You are nothing but a hypocrite and a lawbreaker. I am hardly known for being nice, but at least I stick to the rules laid out by the government."

Unzen was visibly restraining herself from smashing a nearby vase into Lucia's head, as she wanted to see if the Sister would apologise and admit guilt for what she did. She had no doubt she wouldnt, and would probably end up throwing more religious gunk at Unzen, but she gave her a solitary opportunity.

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia was minding her own business, reading the Good Book, when into the room walked a Grizzly Bear.

That was how she would describe her foe, at least, though she doubted Unzen would appreciate the comparison. She was towering, bulky, tank of a woman, a foot taller than Lucia at the minimum, thickly built and replete with swelling curves. A heavyweight, and one of the bigger ones the Bible Thumper had come across in her short time with the company. Surely, management sought to punish her even further by tossing her against this wrecking ball of a woman, but if they thought that she would be deterred and turn tail, then they were sorely mistaken.

She did not respond immediately, instead taking a moment to set her phone aside and smooth out her skirt. She stood up and bravely faced her foes, staring up over her massive mounds to gaze at the woman above, a gilded goddess in dire need of being laid low. So haughty, so proud, so utterly contemptible.

”Apologies. I believe there is a confusion among us. I will clear it.” She quickly poked Unzen in her overwhelming - and likely fake - chest. ”You seem to be laboring under the delusion that I care what you think. Allow me to disabuse you of both this notion and another.” She tipped her head to the side. ”Both this match, and you by extension, are utterly beneath me, yes, but I am a steadfast defender of the Lord and his word. I fear neither arrows nor slings, and I will certainly not shy away from an upjumped cow with delusions of grandeur. Depart from me, worker of inequity.”

To emphasize her point, she gave Unzen a hard shove against her chest, trying to create some distance, as the referee made her way into the room and looked between them, confused. ”Um…is everything okay? I’m ready to start, but-”

[FreshBritishSalmon]

As expected, the pig-headed nun seemed to care little about the beast of a woman in front of her and act as if she was the queen of Japan. The way she talked also disgusted Unzen, the haughty tone of her voice, and the way she made it seem as if it was all Unzen's fault that she was in this mess in the first place. If the Japanese tank was angry before, she was positively seething now. She had graciously given the woman a chance to redeem herself, but she clearly wasnt going to listen.

As the referee came in, Unzen pointed to the door, but nodded lightly, to answer her question, though her stare was focused on Lucia. "I am, and I dont care if this little runt is or not. I advise leaving and starting the match before you get caught in the crossfire" She replied rather calmly, before Lucia tried to shove her. Unzen didnt even flinch, as Lucia's shove wasnt anything special, at least to Unzen.

The referee left rather hastily, and as soon as the door was closed, Unzen let rip. She grabbed Lucia roughly by the shoulders and threw her to the bed with force, before jumping on top of her. "You made a grave mistake trying to mess with me, runt. No god will save you now." She scowled before sending a right hook hurtling towards her face.

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia did not fail to notice that her shove had little results on Unzen, barely even moving the imposing mass of this towering titan. She was certain that the woman was relyin gon her stature alone, that she thought her size would be enough to intimidate her foes - and with many, that might have been true. But few could the shield of righteousness that she hid behind, few had such a just cause on their side. She refused to be afeared of this high and mighty harlot.

Sister Lucia was prepared to tell her as much, too, standing up to her after the referee took an abrupt exit, but she was cut off when the woman moved in, gave her a shove and sent her flying ontot he bed with frightening ease, making her land so hard that she nearly bounced back off it.

Unzen was on her in an instant, pouncing on her like a lioness on her hapless prey, and Sister Lucia was barely able to put up a struggle before a hellish haymaker cracked her across the brow. The blow landed clean and took some fight out of her straight away, leaving her stunned, dazed and dizzy beneath her hulking foe.

[color=#BF00A]”I…I just…”[/color] Sister Lucia muttered under her breath as she shook her head and blinked, her brain training to process what had just happened.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Unzen snickered as her haymaker had already managed to knock all the words from her gobby mouth as she glared down at Lucia with nothing but pure hatred filling her eyes. Even the referee in the other woman was slightly concerned for Lucia, and the match had barely even begun.

As much as Unzen wanted to beat Lucia within an inch of her life, she knew that doing so would likely lead to her expulsion from LAW, considering this match style, though rough, wasnt meant to cause heavy injuries to their foes. She sent another punch from her weaker left hand, though this one simply hit her hip, intentionslly to not cause further issues, before graciously standing up and backing away to the middle of the room, giving Lucia one last chance.

"We can do this 2 ways, runt. We can either have a good match where I might not be so rough, in which case you must apologise for both cluttering and calling me, whatever the fuck you called me a moment ago. Or you can be an actual idiot and insult me more, in which case I will make this a living hell for you. I will strip you, beat you, fuck you and send your humiliated body all over the internet." Unzen declared, cracking her knuckles and tending her body, showing Lucia she was deadly serious. Lucia now had to choose who she believed in more, her own faith, or Unzen's abilities as a fighter, which she had just had a slight taste of.

[BlackAkuma]

Needless to say, this had not gone the ideal way that Lucia would have liked, from the onset. Getting decked straight away was not in her plans.

She blinked a few times, clearing her head as Unzen delivered her terms - or, perhaps more appropriately, her ultimatums. Trapped beneath this large woman, pinned down and helpless, the smart thing would’ve been to capitulate and take the easy road that was being offered. To swallow her pride and blurt out a false apology. To save her strength for another day, when the winds might blow more in her favor.

The smart thing, perhaps. But that was not the way of Sister Lucia. Not the righteous way.

[collor=#BF00AA]”I am not afraid of you, witch!”[/color] She planted her feet and tried to buck Unzen off, but the bed came to her precious little purchase, and she was able to do little more than jostle her foe, gaining no real progress from it. ”Get you and your oversized udders off me!”

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Unzen sighed in disappointment. It wasnt often that she gave such a golden opportunity to her opponent, and she had effectively given Lucia a way out twice, but she had thrown them both away, and she wasnt going to give her a third opportunity. If Lucia begged for mercy from here out, then her pleas would fall on deaf ears.

Unzen quickly followed up on her prior threats by grabbing both of the Sister's wrists and pinning them down to the ground with her right arm, while shifting her legs to pin Lucia's legs to the bed. She then used her free left hand to start unbuttoning her top, and once the buttons were undone, made sure to use her strength to remove her arms from the top when she released Lucia's wrists.

[BlackAkuma]

”Hey! Hey! What are you doing?”

A good question, and one that Sister Lucia received the answer to in short order. Unzen descended on her like the angel of death upon the Egyptians and pinned down, securing both of her wrists with frightening ease. She kicked about, squirmed, fought as hard as she could, but she would’ve had faired little worse if she’d tried to move the Rock of Ages. Unzen’s grip was implacable, and she felt like a child within her grasp.

That hardly meant that she would be as docile as one, however. ”You…you, hey!” Sister Lucia reered back and spat in her tormentor’s face, defiant until the end. ”Stop that! Let me go, this instant!”

[FreshBritishSalmon]

"Geez, you are like a worm, wiggling about like you have ants in your pants" Unzen grunted as she squeezed her grip tighter, causing pins and needles in Lucias hands. She would not be deterred and eventually got around to removing her top and revealing her bra underneath.

"Heh, a suitably pathetic chest for a pathetic excuse of a woman." She mocked, looking at Lucia's miniscule chest, at leaat compared with her own. She tgen allowed her opponents hands to go free, before following up with a smack to her almost non existant breasts.

She felt the spit hit her face, with it being the only thing to touch Unzen in anger. It hit her right cheek and, though she wasnt harmed, it pissed her off even more, making her send a right haymaker into her gut.

"Do that again, you bitch. I DARE YOU" She shouted angrily after the punch hit its target. "I was going to give you an easy way out, one that didbt involve beating up soneone 2 weight sizes lower than me. I am not always a bully. But YOU had to try and be clever. YOU thought you could beat me. Well let me tell you this. I will not stop now until you apologise to my face. No matter how many tines you cum, or how many hits you take, I will keep going until you beg for forgiveness and apologise. YOU GOT ME RUNT???" Unzen was now volcanic, her eyes filled with a fury that even she rarely gets to.