L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Melody managed to get the headscissor applied after her successful but incredibly corny joke about the rockers buttcheeks that met with Harleys face. So far Melody was loving the way she had Harley all flustered and on the back foot. Unknown to her team, this was all part of Melodies plan. Get Harleys head between the rockers thighs, sit on her, make her turned on and literally lay back and let Harley get some payback. She knew her scheme would lead to her elimination but she also knew Harley would make good on her wish to squash Mel's face between the softcore princesses chunky thighs. There were a lot worse ways to lose a match!

The rocker looked down at Harleys smushed face and smiled. Sat on her large rear. Mel leaned back on her hands, skirt now up around her hips so she could see Harleys cheeks and eyes. Now was the time for some gentle verbal teasing.

"Gawd Harley, stop licking me!!"

Mel said it loud so everyone would hear just to add a little humiliation to the hold. Truthfully Mel was soaked. Harley turned her on so much that she couldn't help herself, and yes Harleys nuzzles were. driving the rocker wild!

She tried to over it as best as she could with the most arrogant Mel style taunt she could. Melody lifted up her left hand and casually checked her nails, painted black as always. Her gesture and soft sigh was like she didn't care Harley was suffocating between her thighs. With more yelps and muffled moans she flicked her hand away and reached to grab Harleys hair again

"OMG sorry Harley. Was I smothering you???"

She smirked and loosened up her legs just a fraction to let Harley catch a breath before tugging on her lovely soft hair to thrust her right back into the scissor, this time face completely flushed against Mel's soaked panties.

"Oh yeah. I was, I guess ya really love it huh babes?"

Soon as Mel started smirking the rocker felt a tap on her shoulder. The ref girl informed her of the rope break and Mel looked. Her face changed from smug to mildly annoyed. However she had to release Harley and nudged her away with her boot after releasing the softcore princess.

Mel got up to her feet and straightened her skirt. She glanced at her corner who looked indifferent to Mel's antics. The rocker didn't care, she was having the time of her life smothering Harley not into submission but into action. Mel knew the softcore princess wasn't going to let Mel steal the spotlight for much longer and Mel kept up her verbal teases, giving Harley ample time to either tag out or recover enough to show Mel just what a smother move was.

"If I didn't know better Harley. I swear ya just want me sat on your face the whole time!!"

Harley would be met with both the most humiliating and arousing teasing possible as she was held firmly in the head scissor, Melody leisurely sitting back as her panty covered crotch squished the softcore princess' face and spirit underneath. The lingering scent of Melody's panties not leaving the softcore princess' face for a moment in the secure hold, and the wetness of the rocker would grow against her lips, The raven haired wrestler feeling more and more of her lips pressed tightly into wet enticing material covered flesh with each passing moment.

Then soon things would get more embarrassing, as the rocker put on an impressively convincing act of being worshipped. Had this been a normal match Harley would have likely did so without a second thought, but since she was surrounded by other lightweights and involved in likely one of the things that would have the most eyes on it in her whole career she didn't want to come out of this whole thing just being Melody's bitch. Considering the strength and image difference in the two it would be easy for such a thing to happen, and as Harley could feel Melody get wet against her face she would get more turned on herself, the softcore princess finding it hard to ignore such teasing even when on the receiving end.

Then Melody could casually check her nails as her thickness enveloped Harley's face, the intense warmth starting to make the woman underneath lightheaded as she lost count of how many seconds were passing. The softcore princess trying to turn her face to the side but being unable to shift her opponent's weight atop her enough to do so, her face being directly pinned between her opponent's legs and dripping panty covered crotch.

" Mmnmhn..." Harley would weakly respond to Melody's attempt to feign innocence to the fact she was nearly suffocating the softcore princess, the contents of her words being unknown although the thigh rubbing and squirming that Harley was inhabiting would make it clear that it likely wasn't a protest.

The rocker then giving Harley a little intermission to get some air, the softcore princess getting about two gasps for needed oxygen before her red face was yet again thrusted into by Melody's thick hips. Harley's whole face being tightly squashed into her opponent's wet panties, the raven haired lightweight letting out a long muffled moan as she was overwhelmed both by the intensity and shame of the smother, her face feeling sticky just from the covered contact with her opponent's sex.

Harley luckily having placed her foot just in the right place as the ref came in to break the hold, prompting Melody to finally get off of her while the softcore princess gasped desperately for air and turned onto her front. The raven haired lightweight blushing brightly as she heard Melody's words. " M-Mel! I can't believe you're being so...mean. I'll get you back. " Harley would claim unconvincingly as she slowly tried to stumble upwards onto her feet, grasping the ropes and using them to lift herself up. The lightweight shaking off both her disorientation and impure thoughts for now, knowing that she couldn't take down a stronger foe in such a state.

Melody was feeling good, she was turned on and had her crush exactly where she wanted her. All flustered and probably excited herself. She took the time to adjust her skirt, flopping it back down over her round behind and played to the crowd who certainly was enjoying the show from the rock star even if her team mates were less than impressed

As Harley staggered up to her feet, Mel heard her comment and grinned.

"Ha! Never gonna happen Princess! Your face has got a date with my panties again!"

Even Mel blushed at what she was saying, she never usually was so lewd, but the softcore princess brought it out of her. The rockstar would walk over to Harley now and get close to push her body up against the girl, leaving time to lean in and lick the girls earlobe. Mel would whisper to Harley

"Just a little longer before I totally ride your face waaaaay beyond the count!"

With that small distraction, Melody would look to grab Harley's wrist and step away, with a pull of her arm. Her other hand came to once again SLAP the lovely plump bottom of Harley as Melody looked to whip the softcore princess against the corner where here team mates were.

Getting bossy, she would cry out for them to leave Harley and not interfere, which would no doubt alienate them further from Mel. Of course the rock star didnt care, she was ALL about teasing Harley as much as possible for her own needs.

If the whip worked, Melody would run after Harley, looking to follow up with a big kick to get the softcore princess seeing stars if possible and leave her ripe or the humiliating facesit Melody planned

Harley usually would be happy to take part in a sensual and cheeky exchange with her friendly rivals, but she felt embarrassed when she was being tossed around and embarrassed by the rocker, likely due to the fact there were another 8 lightweights watching her receive a thorough beat down.

The softcore princess would visibly blush at what Melody was saying, sure in a more private setting she could say such a thing without resolve, but in such a tense team vs team environment Harley was really starting to get slightly cross at the rocker, something which the innocent wrestler usually wasn't, and truthfully the only difference from her normal mood and when she was angry was a slight pout in her features and a little bit more sass.

When the softcore princess made it to her feet she would feel the rocker's body suddenly press into hers as she held her close, Harley still trying to shake off her mix of disorientation, pain and slight stimulation and so not being very well prepared for the woman's sudden embrace. The rocker easily licking Harley's earlobe, causing the softcore princess to squirm slightly before she looked in the direction of her team with a slight guilty look in her eyes before quickly averting eye contact before she felt herself being Irish whipped across the ring, letting out a yelp as she crashed into the rocker's corner and let out a cry upon impact before holding onto the ropes to keep herself up.

At first Harley would be intimidated by all the other figures around her standing on the apron, expecting for any of them to make a grab for her at any point. To the softcore princess and likely those wrestler's surprise though Melody made it very clear that no one was to touch Harley, and oddly enough this was what finally spurred Harley to get back into the wrestling mindset, somehow the raven haired lightweight feeling more comfortable when she realised her opponent was equally as distracted as herself, which was something Harley could certainly take advantage of given the opportunity.

Once Melody approached in a fairly quick run Harley was ready for action, and when she saw the rocker raise her leg the softcore princess would quickly try to lower the top half of her body before then letting her momentum carry her as she kicked off the mat into a roll, leaving some unfortunate member of the opposing team to eat Melody's boot. Meanwhile Harley would proceed to crawl forward a few feet if successful until she was in the middle of the ring, before then figuring that even if she had been distracted the rocker would likely be on her tail again, and rather than be caught on the mat Harley instead opted to stand up and turn to face Melody. Harley wearing a determined pout as she finally planned to show of some spirit that her team could be proud of.

Mel's confidence was bubbling over. Not only had she managed to have her way with Harley, but in the rockers mind, she has teased the pants off her, at least she hoped so! Watching as the softcore princess ran across the ring Melody couldnt help watch that large plump bottom, those wide hips sway as Harley moved. As her rival and crush landed against the cornerpads, Melody charged over.

She was going to smush the girl before attempting to take her for her own pleasure, and in the middle of the ring of all places!

Mel's boots thundered on the canvas and with half a mind on Harley's ample curves, she would leap forward, kicking her leg up and extending it out as far as she could. Not really concentrating was to be Mel's downfall.

WHACK!

The sound echoed around the arena, despite the crowds cheering and Mel ended up ankle resting on the top rope. She looked wide eyed, no Harley! Melody hopped back, using her supple flexibility and saw her team looking super pissed off. Melody scowled, she stood there, hands on her hips

"What???"

The team looked like they wanted to kill Melody. She lifted a finger and counted

"Crazy... Skanky... Superzero.... and.. Ah. SHIT!"

Melody saw the distinct lack of Honka at the corner. The rocker would grab the top rope and look over to the mats below.

"Hmmm Cow Tits??"

She saw Honka laid out. Mel's face at first was a smirk, she managed to kick Honka, which she wanted to do since the start of the match, but then she felt the eyes of her team upon her. Melody went into defense mode

"Yeah well, you lot all moved, it aint my fault she stood there. Besides I got this all wrapped up, why dont ya all just go and do... do.... AGGHHH!"

Melody was frustrated and immediately turned her attentions back to Harley, still with one eye on her own team mates now, very much isolating herself from them, which was classic Melody! Without really looking she spoke

"Right Harley, stop messing about and let me sit on your face!"

Harley hadn't been in the best of spots since the start of the match, Melody had certainly improved a lot since they first met and especially so had her air of intimidation that impressively was still present even when she openly admitted her crush for the softcore princess. Perhaps due to the Wide hyped lightweight's hypnotic swaying and jiggling distracting the rocker, or maybe Harley's own sharp wit or impressive reaction time the raven haired lightweight would manage to duck in the corner just in time to avoid her lover's solid kick, which instead found itself a new target in the form of the rowdy and upset Honoka.

Harley would then crawl out of that corner with admirable shamefulness while her foe was distracted by her own destructive potential. The softcore princess would stumble up to her feet much faster than she needed to before rotating quickly to cast her eyes upon Melody, having expected the rocker to disregard her wounded comrade much quicker than she did.

For a moment the Soft core princess would just listen to Melody speak, but as the rocker continued to justify her mistake Harley would realise the chance that she had, and so would close in from behind the rocker as she waited for her to turn around. Harley hastily stretching her expression into one of resolve and determination as she focused herself on taking back the momentum from Melody, waiting till the perfect moment to attack.

Such a moment didn't take too long to appear before the softcore princess, as Melody turned around slowly to Harley without even putting her full attention on the busty lightweight, big mistake! Both as an opponent, and as her supposed number one fan, it was an act if injustice to ever focus on anything other than the softcore princess when she graced one's eyes.

Harley herself would be the one providing the punishment for such a crime, as when Melody had fully turned round Harley would press forward enough to squish their bodies together as she reeled one arm back and threw it forward and bash her forearm into the rocker's hard head. While such strikes would usually seem brutal, coming from someone with such pathetic strength as Harley would likely soften them up a lot, but the raven haired lightweight knew this and wouldn't just strike once, or twice, instead repeatedly driving her arm into her opponent's skull as she tried to ensure that she would be groggy for what came next.

Then Harley would grapple her opponent in a hold which seemed more warm and intimate than it was painful or uncomfortable, although with such a cushy soft body like Harley's it was hard to imagine it being otherwise. The softcore princess would stumble backwards until she was much closer to the middle of the ropes, letting out some cute grunts of exertion as she dragged Melody's weight with her. Then once the pair had danced to the centre of the ring Harley would finally execute the next phase of her plan, Irish whipping her opponent towards one end of the ring so she would rebound of the ropes, meanwhile the softcore princess herself would run towards the opposite ropes after sending her opponent off, hoping to duck and accelerate as she passed Melody as to pick up more speed and block any potential nasty running strikes. Harley planning to build up enough momentum that she could cause some at least slightly significant damage with her somewhat soft moves.

Melody could feel the eyes of her team on her. They were not happy, but Melody was the bull in the China shop. She didn't just make small mistakes, she went nuclear and destroyed the entire arena! The distraction played right into the hands and the heaving breasts of the softcore princess.

As the chaotic rocker turned, she walked straight into a forearm.

"ACK...what the....??"

As the rockers mind was rattled she tried go focus on Harley who must have been the culprit of the shot across Melodies bow. Before she had time to defend herself, there was another

"OOOF.... This isn't how its....AGGH... Harlot!!!"

Yep, Mel went there. As much as she loved Harley, forearms on her head and face was not what she had in mind. There were far better nicer things Harley could shove in the rockers face!

Groggy and with a slight wobble of her knees, Mel groaned as the softcore princess literally glomped the rocker.

"Gah, what ya doing fat ass??"

If Mel was on thin ice before, she was basically cannonballing through into the murky depths of the insult sea! The rocker was powerless to stop Harley whipping her across the ring, the crowd loving the switch up in action. Many of them wanted to see Harley get on top, literally!

Rebounding off the ropes, Melody stuck out an arm to look to clothesline Harley and cease her assault. The softcore starlet was one leap ahead, and Mel waved her arm aimlessly as she met the opposite ropes.

"Ah crap!"

Now she was hurtling back toward her crush, off balance, legs thundering and wide open

With boot having long since connected with poor Honoka's cheek, the pinkette had been long laid out upon the canvas. Suffering from not only that monstrous kick to the skull, but falling dead from the ringside to the thin padding below, Honoka was now surrounded by officials who were in something of a state figuring out what to do.

The girl was unconscious, that was simply fact. They did not need to be a doctor to analyse that Honoka's floppy arms and lack of open eyes were enough of a indicator of this. But given the fact she was also not legal, was she out of the match?

They simply couldn't decide! Her figure left flat as officials around her argued, technically leaving the KO'd beauty still in this match-up!

Aoi Dodge the kick that Mel stupidly aim and missed with. Looking at her side she saw Honoka laying on the out skirts of ring, she knew Mel accedently hit her own comrade. Aoi told her self Mel just made a mistake, but she was wanting to go in and do some damage to the other team. "Come on let me in!" Aoi yelled as she wanted to tag Mel but the girl didn't hear her or ignored her she wasn't sure which.. "Damn it!" Aoi groaned as she watched Mel get a thorough beating by the soft core princess. "Hey thunder thighs get back here and tag me in!" Aoi yelled out not wanting to lose a member this soon.

As the rocker and the softcore queen continued going at it, having their back and forth, Rosie tiptoed and peered over the top rope, watching their every move. While the bout between Harley and Melody was entertaining in some capacity, Rosie had stood by idly so she could observe what her lightweight competition was capable of.

Both girls had a decent showing thus far. But Miss Jackson appeared to have the advantage at the moment. When Aoi on the opposing team tried to be pushy about wanting to tag in, Soto squinted and scoffed.

"Tch-" She said audibly. "At least they get along about as well Mel sings." She'd turn to her team mates and continue in a flat tone whilst pointing across the ring to the enemy team situated on the apron. "We should go for her and Honoka. The quicker we thin their numbers, the easier it'll be to win."