Ichika Uesugi vs Kimiko Kamagami (Apartment Hentai)

[TheManVan]

Match Type: Hentai
Location: Apartment Suite
Victory Condition: Hentai Pinfall

Walking down the hallway of the LAW owned building for apartment matches, Ichika Uesugi dressed in a black robe, scanned the plates of the room looking for the room where her next sight of action was going to be. Slated for an apartment match, she was feeling pretty confident about with the match fitting all that she wanted in her current career. A sexual battle in such an intimate space with just her and her opponent (along with all the cameras set up to capture the action) was all that it took for her to have a good time.

That and humiliating the poor girl who was going to be with her in the room.

A sneer curled on her lips as she made her way towards the apartment, stopping right in front of the door. She procured the key to the room, unlocking it and entering in to see just what kind of room she was dealing with. It was a well furnished room, plenty of space befitting of the suite status as she made her way towards the living room and taking a seat on the couch, draping her leg over the other as she waited for her opponent to arrive!

Spoiler

[Kookio]

Ichika wouldn't have to wait long because only moments later, a voice could be heard rambling outside. A ramble loud enough to be heard through thick doors. It wouldn't be clear what the female voice was rambling about until it actually made it to the door.

"...And another thing! Why do I have to wear such a lewd outfit! I know this is a hentai match but do I really have to look like a slut while I wrestle as well!?-

The door handle jiggled but the door didn't move for a bit. That was mainly because the woman on the other side of the door was pulling, not pushing. It would take her around ten seconds before she came to the realization that she needed to pull the door open and a girl wearing a bright blue colored bathrobe stepped in, already looking like she was in a bad mood. She had three defining features about her. Her bright neon blue hair, her two large handle bar pony tails that reached down to her hips and that she was much MUCH shorter than your average wrestler.

Her turquoise eyes scanned the room and landed upon her opponent, crossing her arms. Though she said nothing, she was obviously eyeballing the woman's body up.

[TheManVan]

Ichika's gaze turned towards the door upon hearing the handle beginning to move, having gotten quite comfortable on the couch with her leg cross over her robed figure. She was quick to realize that her opponent was much smaller than the normal type of women that Ichika found herself against, but the short stacked woman got a wider smile from Ichika with an almost sinister undertone.

"Well well... I didn't think they would send a lost little girl at me." Ichika cooed as she stood up from the couch and marched right up to her opponent to really set the stage of their height difference.

Ichika was already confident in her sexual abilities, but having such a physical advantage over her opponent made her all the more confident about how the match would go into her favor as she looked down on Kimiko and her bad mood! "Such a sour attitude, looks like you need some disciplining." Ichika cockily proclaimed as she undid the cloth around her robe, stripping the veil off of her body and leaving her in her black lingerie!

[Kookio]

Kimiko was already in a bad mood and seeing her much larger opponent's cocky expression upon walking in and leaving the mentally exhausted staff member outside put her into an even worse mood. The cherry on top was that Ichika immediately commented on her height which was one of Kimiko's insecurities. She grit her teeth in anger while her fist clenched.

As Ichika walked up, anyone would be able to see the height difference between the two. Ichika was nearly an entire foot taller than the petite Kimiko was, but Kimiko didn't let the fact that she had to tilt her head upwards to talk to her opponent bother her. Instead, she got onto her tippy toes so she could meet face to Ichika to show her how ready she was to fight.

"Hmph! I know this is a hentai match but I wasn't expecting to fight a literal cornerstore slut!"

She retorted back, not welling to let the "little girl" comment slide. After her opponent removed her outfit, Kimiko would start doing the same.

Spoiler

Upon dropping her robe, she would reveal herself wearing some well designed patterned underwear and long black leggings which clamped down on her fatty thighs. Though short, her body was definitely matured somilar to many other bodies. Though her breasts were only a bit smaller than average but she made it up in the thighs department.

"How about we start this already! The less time I look like a slut the better.

[TheManVan]

The cocky smile of Ichika soon left her mouth, twisting into a hateful scowl at the insulting remark at being called a normal slut. "Oh, looks like you need to be taught a harsher lesson than I thought." she scoffed as Kimiko tossed off her robe and revealing her equally revealing underwear as they were both ready to begin their sexual battle.

There was not a bell to signal the start, Ichika deciding to start the match off by her own terms as she shot her hands forward right into Kimiko's armpits, looking to use the foremost advantage that she had over Kimiko.

"You're in for a rough night, this slut is going to wear you out!" ]

Digging her fingers in, Ichika would try to bully Kimiko right off the bat by lifting Kimiko up off of the ground briefly before twisting and attempting to toss Kimiko onto the couch before diving after Kimiko with the intent of smothering her with her large breasts and taking their fight to the couch!

[Kookio]

"Eh!? Teach me a lesson!? As if you'd have anything to teach me. I got a 4.0 GPA in college."

She replied, not knowing the match had actually started until her opponent grabbed her by her arm pits. Even if she knew the match had started there was no way she could have expected to not just be picked up but thrown like a ragdoll onto the couch like a heavyweight had just picked up. By the time what had happened had settled in, her opponent was already on top of her and started smothering her with her breasts.

Kimiko's petite form started flailing underneath Ichika, her hands reaching up and tried pushing Ichika off of her, her eyes staring up at Ichika angrily from between her large breasts.

[TheManVan]

Lifting Kimiko up into the air and tossing her into the couch, a loud rattling thud echoed out in the apartment with the furniture with Ichika quickly diving on top of her, moving the couch back by the impact! Leading with her breasts Ichika smashed them right on top of Kimiko's cute face, burying her between her large orbs as she took the first advantage.

"Ha! A 4.0 GPA?! What did they teach you, how to be a slut!?" she sneered at Kimiko's assertion for her intelligence. All those books would never have anything on how to deal with a woman like her!

Grabbing onto the back edge of the couch, Ichika looked to lock herself in place against Kimiko's pushing hands, intent on staying right where she was. Looking down between her bosom, she saw the angry eyes of Kimiko glaring at her, returning the look with a nasty sneer as she decided to wipe that look off of Kimiko's face literally! Pulling back, she would give Kimiko daylight with space as she twisted her body away only to snap it right back to slap Kimiko's face with her tit!

[Kookio]

"Mmph...!"

Kimiko could only reply through muffled yelps of protests as her opponent humiliatingly rubbed her larger breasts against her face. In the chaos of being jumped on, the much more experienced wrestler would be able to pin Kimiko's hands against the couch, leaving Kimiko already in a helpless state, forced to endure her opponent's humiliating position.

To make things worse, Ichika would start rubbing in the fact that her breasts were larger by twisting her bldy and then smacking Kimiko on the face before she could catch her breath from the temporary smother. Each time Kimiko tried to speak, she would be faced with another slap by her opponent's breasts. Eventually she would have enough and would lift her legs up and attempted to squeeze her legs around ber opponent's side, hoping the pain from having their waist squeezed would be enough to pull them off.

[TheManVan]

"Ha ha ha! How does that feel? Having a real set of breasts on your face like this!?"

Ichika gleefully sneered as she twisted from side to side, dragging her breasts across of Kimiko's face and anchoring herself down on Kimiko's wrists to control and limit the smaller girl's. Her lips stretched across of her face as she snidely looked down at the top of Kimiko's head, shoving her breasts to keep Kimiko pressured while wringing out her staimina.

Thinking that she was in for smooth sailings from here, Ichika was quicky caught in a hold of Kimiko's own as she used the only pair of limbs available and wrapping them around her waist! "Hnnn!" she let out, her sneer turning into a scowl at Kimiko's resistance. The squeeze of Kimiko's legs put the pressure on Ichika, growling as she pulled off of Kimiko and freeing her face from the suffocating breasts.

But there was worse squeeze that Ichika had endured and she wasn't going to let Kimiko think that she was going to get out of this.

"Oh it's going to be like that huh!?"

Hissing out, Ichika released Kimiko's wrists and quickly dove them into her armpits to wrap them around in a tight hug. Sliding back and off of the couch, Ichika attempted to lift Kimiko up once again and bring both off of the couch, applying her own squeeze as she held Kimiko up!

[Kookio]

"Pwah!"

Kimiko gasped as the petite girl was finay freed from the breast smother she had to so humiliatingly endure, her eyes a bit faded from lack of oxygen but shs cohld still hold herself tightly to her opponent's waist. Though instead of yanking her off like Kimiko had expected her opponent to do, the woman ended up picking her up entirely!

"Whay in the!? P-put me down!"

She yelped, despite being the one to be hanging on. She would start to squirm but that defiant expression of her would quickly turned to a pained one as Ichika's arms began squeezing down around her back and they would have a bit of a squeezing duel for a bit, Kimiko's face right in front of her opponent's so Ichika could see every little bit of the girl's agony-filled expression while her squeeze would gradually get more bearable.