Misty Sims (d) vs Aurora Estrella "The Galaxy Cat" (d)

[winner3]

It might have all been one big flash or blur from Misty's perspective, but Aurora's rally against her ultimately culminated with the catty cutie using Misty's very own Springboard Bulldog to try and put her away! With a hot crowd and a Galaxy Cat en fuego, the bronzed beauty would ensure that the bodacious babe at her feet was covered up before rolling her into a flashy pin! Misty was reeling but she wasn't completely out of it. Sims flailed at Aurora, patting the luchadora's perky bum as it pressed up against her face! The cheers didn't stop, but neither did Misty! On the two count, the bikini-clad babe manifested any and all energy she could muster to try and shove Estrella off her!

"?!" Aurora's facial expression changed toward one of slight concern as she looked down and felt her backside shift ever so slightly!

"THREE!" The referee's hand came down hard next to the both of them! Immediately after declaring the three count, the official popped up to her feet and signaled the timekeeper to ring the bell!

Many didn't notice Misty giving it her all to break the pin. Really, only Aurora could feel the genuine effort exerted beneath her. Her music hit and the staff at ringside announced her debut win! But even as the cheers rained down and celebration ensued, the lightweight luchadora couldn't shake her feelings of empathy. Aurora would turn over and assume a squatting position. She fully expected Misty to be overcome with disappointment and frustration. The girl would offer her hand to the downed rookie.

"Hey, there are you ok?" The luchadora asked with some measure of concern.

"Hey, listen. I know you wanted your debut to go...not like this. But it's not too late! I want you to look good, too! I know you're really trying! I could feel you busting your backside to give me all you got! And I could really feel the joy you had when you were winning" Aurora continued as she tried to help Misty up by taking the model-esque beauty's hand with her own and wrapping her other arm behind Misty's back. She'd try and stand with Sims side by side, speaking to her discreetly at a decibel level that only the two of them would hear amidst the music playing and the cheers dispersed throughout the arena. Aurora would raise Misty's hand, trying to get the crowd to acknowledge the "Ascended
Fangirl's" efforts in her hard-fought debut match.

"It's not too late! No one else can hear us right now and like I said, I want you to look capable! Despite how it might feel, beating you wasn't easy. I'm gonna try to leave the ring, stop me on my way out and really let me have it! If you womanhandle me here, it'll make it look like my win was just a fluke and you'll look good, too!" Aurora suggested before sticking her tongue out at Misty playfully and turning away.

"Of course, you don't have to! I know it's sudden and confusing. I'm just trying to help!" The girl shrugged, uncharacteristically, trying to give the audience and Misty some kind of incentive to see her get attacked by acting even a little cocky after picking up the win. In truth, Aurora was probably the humblest of luchadoras among LAW's ranks but right now, that humility and empathy would have to be expressed by trying to help a fellow rookie cement her place as being more than just a pushover within the league!

Aurora would then slowly walk toward the ropes. She'd rub the side of her head as she tried to duck under the top rope, showing brief signs of wear from the piledriver Misty subjected her towards early on in the match!

[Luncha_Libre]

“Three!?” Misty gasped. “Three?” Her voice went to a low whine. Misty was having her first ever match in front of a crowd like this, but she wasn’t so green as to not know what the three-count meant. That was it. Her big debut, her premiere match, was all over. And Misty was the loser. Misty knew that losing was always a possibility when it came to wrestling. Especially for a rookie like her. Still, she hadn’t expected it to be like this! She’d expected an epic battle, to take a huge beating, to be left out cold and spent before the mantle of loser was draped across her lifeless body. Aurelia had simply pinned her, and that was it. She had promised her friends, her fans, her trainers, something truly amazing tonight. Had she delivered? What were they going to say about all of this? Misty couldn’t help but worry that her family had been right, that pro wrestling wasn’t a fit for a pretty girl like her, that she was wasting her time, training for all of this. Misty felt like crying, chest heaving as she tried to hold back sobs of absolute dejection.

“I tried so hard,” Misty whimpered, in a low voice. In truth, she put all of her strength into kicking out, and still failed. Against a lightweight, no less. What would happen if Misty tried to escape a pin from an opponent her own size? Or, God forbid, someone even bigger? Misty contemplated these notions as the announcer called out Aurora’s victory, and the ref went to raise her hand. The fans were cheering, thrilled with the luchadora’s victory. Any other night, Misty would have been right there with them, already loving everything about the masked girl. Everything, that is, except for the fact that she’d just beaten her!

“Wh-what?” Misty stammered, hearing Aurora’s words through hazy ears. Eventually, though, she was able to make sense of them. For a moment, Misty struggled to process things. Aurora was giving her a chance to save face … by taking a beating? Really? Misty hadn’t heart of a wrestler doing such a thing for another- especially a wrestler in her debut match! Misty looked at Aurora with wide, bewildered eyes, as the luchadora turned to leave the ring.

“AU-ROR-A! AU-ROR-A! AU-ROR-A!” The fan chants echoed through the arena, the crowd excited by the prospect of the cute, victorious high-flyer. And rapidly forgetting about the buxom model who she’d beaten. Misty knew she didn’t want to hurt Aurora, but she didn’t want to be forgotten, either. In a flash, she had her solution.

“Hey!” Misty called out, reaching out to grab Aurora by the wrist. “I’m not done with you yet!” Misty shouted the words, sounding more playful than tough. She would attempt to spin Aurora around, then reach out to brag the young lady around the head. Then, with a sharp jerk, Misty would pull Aurora’s head close, and bury her face between her impressive breasts! There, Misty would begin smothering the girl, holding her tight and hard, looking to squeeze Aurora as tightly as she could! Misty took a wide stance, feeling her bare ass cheeks bounce as she tried to walk Aurora to the center of the ring, giving the luchadora nowhere to escape to. Misty didn’t want to hurt Aurora of course, and this was probably the most pleasant version of a post-match beatdown ever offered, but the rookie wanted to make it count. She’d just lost her debut, but maybe having a little fun with her opponent would help Misty show the fans- and the guys and gals in the locker room- that she wasn’t somebody to push around! Or, at the very least, that defeat wouldn't be enough to keep her from having some fun!

[winner3]

Aurora's debut had finished up as a roaring success! At least about as much of a success as the petite luchadora could have hoped for in terms of the flow and outcome of the match. But a piece of her couldn't rest easy knowing that it came at Misty Sims expense. As her mind raced, she pushed her wishes of having won against a heel to the back of her mind. It wasn't relevant to her current situation. Of course, besting a more arrogant woman who actually had it coming would have been more satisfying. But it was because she was booked to fight Misty that she even got to meet the curvy, bubbly model to begin with. Despite her confidence in her transition to wrestling, Aurora had spent most of her life being the shy type that only really spoke up when needed. At this point in time, celebrating after the match, she wanted nothing more than to save Sims' reputation and self-confidence, and to earn the curvy gal's companionship. After helping Misty up and making sure the bikini-clad beauty was alright, The Galaxy Cat made her way to the ropes, showing only minimal signs of wear from the match. The fans cheering her name only affirmed Estrella's fears for Misty. She could feel that her opponent didn't want to be forgotten or looked over. Misty wanted to make a statement. And thankfully there was still time!

"W-whup!" Aurora stammered as she was seized by the wrist. She slowly turned her head with an aloof and slightly surprised expression, giving Misty plenty of time to turn the rest of The Galaxy Cat toward her person, getting into point-blank range before wrapped her arms around the girl's masked head and pulling her into her ample cleavage for another smother hold! Even through the mask, a faint tinge of red could be seen on Estrella's cheeks as the shadows of Misty's ample bosom closed in! It was quite the silly post-match attack out of context! The commentators tried to sell it on the fact that Misty had come arguably close to doing Aurora in with a breast smother hold earlier in the match! Aurora placed a hand on Misty's hip, batting it as she made a convincing yet futile attempt at separating herself from the taller, curvier woman! She blurted out unintelligible protests - all muffled by the beauty's chest as she dragged the luchadora toward the center of the ring! Misty's backside and assets jiggled slightly as she made her way there, adding to the dominance of her display as she recovered with seemingly little stamina and drive lost from the match.

After only five seconds or so of being smothered in the center of the ring, Aurora's knees would buckle! Soon she'd fall to a kneeling position. Her patting and protests would slow to feeble resistance! The fans and ringside officials alike would begin to question whether or not Aurora's win was a fluke as Misty continued asserting herself! A couple seconds more and Aurora's arm would fall limp, draped over Misty's shapely thigh! Many fans in attendance would begin chanting Misty's name audibly, calling for her to continue dishing out punishment to drive home the fact that she could hold her own and easily best smaller wrestlers like Aurora! Some speculated whether or not Misty would keep it coming and take Aurora to the back with her after, simply pose over her dominantly! Regardless, it was clear to everyone that thus far that there was more to this woman than losses. And Aurora was secretly hoping to help Misty succeed and make her look good doing it!

[Luncha_Libre]

Misty hadn’t been sure what was going on, in the moments after the match. The sting of losing, the humiliation of getting pinned to the mat for three by a smaller opponent was certainly there. Especially a smaller opponent who seemed to dispatch Misty with ease! In general, it would have been all too easy for Misty to stumble back to the locker room and end her first night as a real professional wrestler with a solid ugly-cry session. But then, Aurora stepped in, with a plan to keep that from happening.

From there, it was confusion. Aurora wanted Misty to attack her? Probably not a real attack, right? Or maybe, like a mini-attack? Was Aurora going to fight back, and show Misty up like a loser for a second time, that night? The model didn’t have time to question it. She could only approach Aurora and cut off her in-ring celebration. Misty had decided to go with it and figured out the best way to do it with style!

So, Misty’s thoughts were still catching up with her as she crammed poor Aurora’s masked head into her generous breasts. She could feel Aurora struggling and squirming against her but suspected that if the lithe little luchadora wanted to escape the hold, she could. Instead, Misty would ride the hold out, bracing her legs wide and keeping her arms tucked tightly around Aurora’s neck. Misty’s breasts mushroomed on either side of Aurora’s face, making them look just about bigger than Aurora’s head. Misty looked down at the struggling luchadora, and could feel the blush heating through her mask. Misty shook her ass as she returned to the center of the ring, wrenching on the hold as she showed off an ear-to-ear grin. All in all, the model hoped that this was having more of a ‘fun’ tone, than a ‘I’m mad at this girl and I’m going to destroy her’ tone. In reality, now that things were coming into focus, ‘mad’ was the furthest thing from Misty’s mind. Aurora was, in fact, Misty’s favorite person in the world, right now!

Eventually, Aurora’s protests faded and she slumped to the mat. Misty wouldn’t let her fall far, instead gently lowering with Aurora’s limp body. Shifting her grip, Misty decided to place one arm around Aurora’s slender back, tucking beneath an arm. The fans were cheering and shocked, now. Some fans of Aurora were calling out the injustice of it all, while many more were loving the display from both girls. Misty grinned, pulling Aurora up to her feet, then slinging the smaller girl over her shoulder. Misty grinned, as she took the smaller woman out of the ring with her. Misty wasn’t sure if she’d really, completely smothered the Galaxy Cat out or not, but she certainly wasn’t about to leave the poor girl in the ring!

Stepping between the ropes with Aurora slung over her shoulder, Misty took the steps down to the entrance ramp. Waving and posing with the fans, Misty grinned, beaming. Even in defeat, Misty was leaving the arena looking good. Not the kind of night that was going to win her family’s approval of her wrestling career, but Misty would console herself with how popular GIFs of this match would be, on her social media. Stopping a moment on the ramp, Misty posed one last time. She spread her legs, thrust her chest forward, and grinned to the fans. She gave Aurora’s perky ass a little smack, then turned and went backstage. Misty had no idea what she was going to say to Aurora backstage, but that didn’t matter, now. Right now, she just wanted to feel the rush of her first real match, as a wrestler!

[winner3]

Winner: Aurora Estrella