An Oil Facial: Tiffany Eastwood vs. Suzuya Jukodo

[Winter]

Oil Smother Match
The match can only be won by smother submission or knockout. The match takes place in an oversized pool ring with a shallow layer of oil.

Okay, okay! Suzuya Jukodo suspected someone at LAW loved her.

"Love me, love me, say that you love meeee~" She wielded an invisible mic as she swayed her hips and serenaded some poor, overwhelmed blonde stagehand she had already intimidated with her touchy-feely-overwhelming personality and overlooked the woman's awkward attempts to evade her attempt at a hip-bump. "Come on, you know you've heard The Cardigans. I'm Japanese, and I know The Cardigans. It's fun to say in English. Caaardigaaans~" The woman didn't share her enthusiasm nor her expression of shared love between her and the company, apparently.

While she could take or leave the match setting - damned pool rings, they never felt right beneath her heavy frame - she did enjoy a chance to roll around with another practically perfect body in a mess of oil. So much... sliding and writhing and curves on curves and... eh, she shouldn't let herself become carried away before the match had even started. She only wished she had the chance to battle another warm body in oil beneath the sultry warmth of the sun, but no one would find her too picky-choosy.

Her J-pop poured through the speakers of the more intimate arena where the pool lay waiting, saving the stagehand from further antics, and a solely-bikini-clad Suzuya eagerly shuffled out onto the stage to reveal her ever-popular figure, curves and muscles alike all on display. Though a smaller crowd, they sounded particularly fond of the idea of seeing her in this match, and the beaming greenette shimmied her full figure on display for them before coyly and sultrily skipping her way down the ramp until she found...

...the oily pool. Where some might have hesitated, Suzuya didn't know the meaning of the word - almost literally. She shared only a brief moment with a couple of nearby young women in the crowd, looking at them and pointing at the pool as if asking them if she should jump in, and before they could answer, she turned and hurdled the pool's surmountable edge until both bare feet landed in the oil with a squelch. The heavy middleweight slid wildly, almost doing the splits and having her knees knock all in one, and only catching the side of the pool kept her upright.

She stood straight with a proud grin. "Mōichido kugidzuke ni shita!"

Now, she needed Tiffany Eastwood.

Spoiler

"Nailed it again!"

Stripped down to only a bikini top and a bikini bottom

[Mysterdio]

Flexing in a mirror backstage, Tiffany was feeling pumped up. Though, they were officially broadcasted LAW matches, the Tiff hadn't gotten the opportunity to debut in front of an audience yet. Tonight, that was going to change. Sporting her skimpiest red bikini with a thin g-string going up her ass, Tiffany knew she was going to look good smothering this Suzuya girl.

With nu metal contrasting Suzuya's J-pop, Tiffany appeared at the top of the ramp to much audience acclaim. With wild red pigtails and a perfectly curvy and toned body, Tiff grinned as she looked exactly as good as she hoped, strutting to the ring while flexing one bicep.

Stepping into the oil slicked inflatable pool, Tiffany felt the warm oil beneath her bare toes, but that wasn't the most interesting thing in the ring. Squaring up with her green haired foe, Tiffany and Suzuya's sexy bodies were near completely equal, they were perfect rivals. However, the key difference was Suzuya's slightly firmer bust, something that the country gal was certainly annoyed by, but something that also excited her, as Tiffany was eager to tussle with her Japanese foe. "Well, hey there. I'm Tiffany. I gotta admit ya got a mighty fine body, Suzy. But I'm sure mine's better." Stepping closer, both girls went tit-to-tit. "'Specially if we're talking about our chests. Count yerself lucky that you'll be gettin' my pair in yer face." Though, her words were taunting and provocative, this was far more light-hearted and in the spirit of competition than Tiffany's usual banter. While Tiff didn't much care what Suzuya ended up responding with, it would be nice to face a girl who understood and matched that casually competitive mindset.

[Winter]

Suzuya needed an early taste.

After stopping to wink and throw up deuces for a few cameras inspecting her closely, she squatted in the oil and ran her fingers through its surface, just enough to paint her fingertips in its glisten and then rub that across her thighs. ...Actually, she had to resist the temptation to drop and roll around in it like a pig in the mud, but she should probably save that for the main event. Though diving in early would have made that first lockup funny... The greenette peered at it for several seconds, pondering, before relenting with a loud "Naaaaaah."

She popped up, and Tiffany had slipped into view. No, she did more than slipped. Ballooned? Careened? Blotted out the sun? Whatever the case, the lascivious beauty watching from the ring watched the curvy woman's approach with the utmost interest, eyes sparkling. Sure, Suzuya got to see her own curvaceous body in the mirror every day, but did she get to play with it? Well... sometimes. But she so, so preferred the chance to romp around with a body like that one, and in oil? Yeah, LAW truly loved her.

She freely felt up the other woman with her eyes, and she only stopped herself from leaning around to get a glimpse at the other woman's ass because she could have lost her footing. At the woman's greeting, the greenette pointed at her. "I only let my closest friends call me Suzy, but with a body like that, you could already be one~ You just don't know it yet."

Never one to get into debates on bodies - she liked to let hers do the talking - she simply met the woman tit-for-tit, enjoying that hers seemed to sit those few centimeters higher. There, her body had already done the talking. "Uh huh, uh huh. But can you uuuuse them?", she asked, gently poking a finger against Tiffany's set. Nice. "And your face is..." She held up her hands and formed her best mockery of the shape of her own cleavage with her fingers, superimposing it over Tiffany's face like one formed a heart with their hands. "...just the right shape."

[Mysterdio]

Tiffany put her hands to her curvy hips as she and Suzuya faced off, breasts only barely seperated by some thin bikini tops. It was a sexy spectacle for the audience, eager to see these two get absolutely covered with oil and go at it. Listening to the greenette's words, Tiffany raised an eyebrow. Though, normally, the country gal was quite naturally aggressive, Suzuya's fun attitude was hard to hate. Still, Tiffany was a foe first, and a friend, just maybe. "I appreciate the compliment, gal. Maybe we can be friends, if ya ain't too salty after I smother you out with my better girls."

Though, Tiff stoked competition over their breasts, Suzuya spoke as though she had nothing to prove, though was just as confident and challenging as Tiffany. Though, it was a little irksome for Tiffany that Suzy had the better comebacks, but it was undeniable that Tiff's foe had a good humour about her. Still, those were some fightin' words coming out of Suzuya, especially as she poked the redhead's tit and stated that her face was the "right shape."

"Some pretty bold words, Suzuya. Normally, I'd slug a gal for talkin' like that, but I think I like ya, even though I'm gunna kick yer ass, bitch." Tiffany asserted, poking her own finger into Suzuya's breast as she stepped back to create some space between their busts. Though they were trash talking, it was good natured. Even though they were intending on humiliating each other and emerging the better woman, both girls immediately understood each other, a bond being formed between their mutually competitive attitudes. "And since you're so confident, how about we have ourselves a lil' wager?" Reaching behind her back, Tiffany ripped her bra off to much crowd approval, each audience member roaring at the sight of the redhead's bare boobs. "Whaddya say about getting your own bra off. We'll see who really knows how to use their bust, and the winner keeps the loser's bra!"

Tiff

[Winter]

Suzuya saw some of herself in Tiffany, if she turned American, redneck, maybe liked college football…

Well, a bunch needed to change, but they had enough in common from their sizes, spunk, and hairstyle for Suzuya to spot the similarities. She also knew how to run her mouth, which Suzuya had perfected. Hers almost started running again before Tiffany had finished. “I’m sweet, never salty~ But I hate to tell you that mine got a little more rice in their roll.” She once more traced the space between them with a finger, making a line from her nipple toward Tiffany’s chest to prove her point. “But don’t fret - that means there’s just more for you to get lost in by the time I’m doing all the smothering.”

Her words summoned more from the redhead - even enough to get Suzuya a poke to her chest in return. She waggled her eyebrows as if daring that she might like more of that, but the greenette began to pick up on the mood. This woman liked to spout bluster, and Suzuya could fill herself to the brim with that same bluster. “See, yeah, that’s where you’re gonna screw up. You can do all the kicking you want, and I’ll stick to the whole crushing smothering squashing bit that wins the match. You’ll look so good as a pancake~”

And fortunately, that bluster earned her a view. Her eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas seeing Tiffany - who did have an excellent pair even if Suzuya had to insult them for the sake of vitriol and banter - take off her bra, and she inspected the pair more closely than an art critic. Alright, two could play at that game. She resisted honking the horns and instead fixed the other woman with a challenging look as she reached for her top.

She grasped at the straps and pulled it off like she could not rid herself of it quickly enough, and the two heavy orbs dropped out to the roar of the crowd. If LAW didn’t expect her to wear one to keep topless matches some sort of “treat,” she wouldn’t, but she dared the company to stop the two of them from adding their own stipulation when the crowd cheered like that seeing their tits exposed. The Japanese beauty had to resist the urge to toss it into the crowd because, of course, that crowd would not so much as consider tossing it back, and Tiffany had literally just said the winner would take the loser’s home.

She palmed a large cup into the ref’s face, but she didn’t bother turning to see the stripe-clad woman’s face turn red before she sheepishly took it out of Suzuya’s hand. “You know you’re on~ And these are going to be on you, but in a much more smothery spot than… this…”

She stepped close enough that hers once more mushroomed into Tiffany’s, leaving her cleavage mashed over the top once more. Uwa, that felt good. Suzuya could have stayed there all day. "Mmm, yeah, you see? Mine'r better."