L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Ella grimaced in pain as Hilda released the hold and got back up to her feet. Ella would take a bit longer after suffering through a few strong holds, every part of her body aching in pain. She pulled herself up and smiled. "Thank you!" she called out in response to Hilda's compliment, "I'd be glad too!"

Ella raised her arms up and approached Hilda carefully before suddenly shooting for a takedown. She wraps her arms around Hilda's legs and tries to drive her pink haired opponent off balance to topple her.

Hilda noticed that what Ella was going for now was similar to what the pinkette had done at the start of the match; approach without a lot of urgency, and then burst in low for a takedown. The main difference was that Ella was trying to wrap up Hilda's legs instead of going for a shoulder tackle as the American wrestler had done.

The strength of Hilda's legs allowed her to stay upright for long enough to raise her arm and bring it down onto Ella's back like a hammer, sending her face down to the floor. Her strategy of simply outmuscling the German to success had worked wonderfully. Hilda figured she may as well stay focused of Ella's back, so she would lift her leg and stomp down on the blonde.

That would be a nice hit, but Hilda's true attack came next. She would grab Ella by her thigh and chin and lift the German up over her head onto her shoulders. Then the pinkette would pull down with both arms, locking Ella into a Torture Rack. Now all Hilda had to do was flex her arms and parade her opponent around the ring for the crowd's viewing pleasure as she wrenched the blonde's back like nobody's business.

"ACK!" Ella coughs out as Hilda's foot lands on her back, her offensive having been stopped resoundingly.

"WOOOAHHH!" Ella yells as Hilda easily gets her up onto her shoulders, she grimaces in pain as she finds herself being stretched out again, this time in a torture rack. She groans and struggles in pain, her face turning red as Hilda carries her around the ring. She can feel her outfit strain even more and starts wriggling a little harder.

"Heh, you're not getting loose from this," gloated Hilda as she held Ella in place despite her wriggling. In line with Hilda's lazy nature, she didn't like her matches to last too long. She wanted to get in and out with a win before she got all sweaty from wrestling. So having already bent and twisted Ella around for a short bit, the pinkette would try to make her cry uncle. Hilda would bounce up onto her toes before coming back down with force, pulling down extra hard on the blonde's body to try to bend her into submission.

Ella continued to squirm around to little affect in the stronger girls grasp, "Ugh! I can beat yoOW!" She replies continuing to struggle. Hilda's bouncing sent waves of pain through Ella's body, as she gets bent more and more awkwaRIIIPPPP! Ella's outfit burst wide open right down the middle, exposing her breasts and crotch for the world to see. Ella's face turns the same shade as her opponents hair and she cries out "UNCLE! UNCLE!" as she covers herself up with her hands.

Ok, this time something was definitely wrong. Because this time when Hilda heard a strange noise, it was followed by Ella screaming out a submission. As the pinkette let up on the blonde, she suddenly felt something thin and light fall against her head. Hilda wasn't sure what it was. It was a light blue, seemed to be some type of fabric. . .

"Oh my GOD," Hilda said as it dawned on her that this was Ella's wrestling attire, ripped from her body by the force of the Torture Rack. The American immediately set Ella down as gently as she could before trying to use the German's attire like a blanket to cover her. "Tch, I-I'm so sor-PTHH! Hahaha!" Hilda really tried not to, but she couldn't help but laugh. "I'm sorry! I relly am, he, but this is freaking hilarious! I swear I didn't mean to rip your leotard!"

Ella is bright red as Hilda sets her onto the ground and covers her up with the remains of Ella's wrestling attire. She is stunned in embarrassment, looking off into the distance before returning to reality by the sound of Hilda's laughter. "HMPH!" She replies, pouting slightly as she moves up to her knees. She hears the ring announcer declare Hilda the winner of the match.

"It's okay..." she replies her face slowly returning to her usual smile, "Let's have a rematch sometime!"

Hilda was relieved when Ella didn't seem too upset at her clothes ripping. She raised her arms up in celebration when her name was announced as the victory. "Heh, sure! I had fun," Hilda said when Ella asked about a rematch in the future. Though of course, her true motivations stayed within her thoughts, And I'd love to take another easy win off of you.

Winner by Submission: Hilda Goneril