Victory Conditions: Pinfall, submission, knockout or orgasm.
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‘Hentai Optional’.
Bubbles was still trying to wrap her head around that one. The Virgin Killer had participated in so many different kinds of sex-based matches in her time as a wrestler that she couldn't even name them all off the top of her head. She’d fucked in cage, outside of cages, on top of cages. Mud pits, oil pits, jello pits, even a giant vat of whipped cream. She’d fucked on a boat, in the water, then the beach. In apartments, in houses, in the forest, hell, she’d once gotten wild in a church.
Hardstyle Hentai? Yup. Hardcore Hentai? Yup, yup. Tag Team Hentai? Yup, yup, yup.
She’d seen it all, done it all, when it came to hentai wrestling…except for this. As mundane as it might have sounded, she was 100% sure she’d never done a hentai match where you didn’t need to get an orgasm to win, and it was still baffling her even now, as she made her way down to the ring, with Mariah beside her and her playing behind them.
”You okay over there, babe?” Her wife’s voice snapped her out of the funk, as she stepped over and gave Bubbles a quick nudge in the side. ”You’re not as bouncy as usual. What’s on your mind?”
Bubbles tried to shrug it off as they descended the ramp, and threw a few quicks waves out to the audience with her usual smile. ”Nothing, nothing. It’s just…this is weird, ain’t it? Never done a hentai match where you don’t have to fuck to win. What’s even the point of that?”
Mariah just shook her head and sighed. ”Relax, it’s not you. From what I hear, it’s a thing with this new girl. She’s one of those super serious fighter types, you know the kind. All business, no pleasure.” Mariah rolled her eyes, then threw a sympathetic grin up her way. ”They wanted to meet her halfway, I guess. Give her a match with you, but give her a chance to win. Not that it’ll make a difference, right?”
Right. Whoever this Nadia was, Bubbles had every intention of making her pop, square in the middle of the ring. If she didn’t want to play along with it and try to get an orgasm out of her, well, that was her handicap. From the sound of things, she needed an education on what LAW was all about, and she was the perfect woman to give it to her. ”Probably not, nah. I’ll show her how it’s done.”
Bubbles hopped up on the apron as Mariah made her way around the side of the ring and took up her usual position near the announcer’s desk. She put one leg over the top rope, then the other, and came bouncing into the ring, her assets wobbling all over the place as she went. She took a quick lap around the ring, rallying her fans and winking at a particularly attractive and somewhat familiar looking tiny one in the front row, then brought all of her attention to the curtain as her music died down.
Licking her lips, she backed off towards her corner, stretching out as she went, looking every bit like a hungry lioness waiting for a meal. Nadia Carter was about to get a crash course in hentai wrestling…
Hello, Bubbles!


