L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

"Hmhm..n..no, j..just getting some room for my next move.." *The slightly wounded Jamaican knelt down, assuming a three point stance before furiously charging in widow's direction. Bianca refused to let the slender gal control the reins of this skirmish, and before Widow knew it, Bianca had lunged towards her for a flying shoulder tackle.*

Widow wasn´t able to get out of the corner fast enough. Her body was still with the back against the turnbuckles, when the other fighter was rushing her. The Dutch woman would rip her eyes wide open when Bianca would throw herself into the air jumping at her. The black haired woman would crush using her weight and speed combined, making the red haired woman crash backwards into the turnbuckles again. The dutch woman would scream in pain sinking down a little bit in the corner, moaning in pain.  

*Quick to capitalize on this momentous occasion, Bianca swooped down and decided to relish the anguish her nefarious foe was feeling.* "So, you like to play dirty?" *She leaned in, merely inches away from Widow's face before giving her a seductive wink.* "Well, so do I." *And with that, she spun around, subsequently introducing widow to her magnificent rump with a classic stinkface.*

Widow would be forced into a sitting position in the corner. She would be breathing heavily trying to recover as fast as she could. But before she was able to get anywhere, that fat pig was coming right back to her. She was jumping up in the last moment and did spin around smashing both of her butt checks into the face of the poor Dutch woman. Widow would try to scream out but the checks in front of her face would silence her. She would try to lift her hands and shove the rear end away from it…

"Mmmmh, that's right sweetheart. I want you to get a mouthful of my juicy, tender rump roast." *As Bianca continued to taunt and tease the dazed widow, the males in attendance were shouting perverse, lewd chants that only spurred Bianca to gyrate her posterior against Widow's face for a moment longer, before sauntering to the center of the ring to marvel at her work.* "Well?" *She asked, basking in the sensation of her current dominance* "Are you going to apologize for earlier, or do you want another taste of my delicious derriere?"

Widow would be in some big problems here. The Dutch woman would try to turn her head to the side to be able to breathe normally again without having a butt shoved down her throat. She would try to look away as good as possible but the butt of Bianca was just gigantic and so even with a turned away head it would be pushed into her face. Widow would grind her teeth for a moment before she would come up with a plan to fight back. She would turn her hand into a first and pull it close to her body, before throwing it forwards trying to punch her opponent right into the back of one of her knees as hard as she could. This should be quite hurtful for the big woman and maybe even get her away from her face.  

*Too distracted by the flashing lights that illuminated the audience, Bianca relished the attention of the fans. This would prove to be her kryptonite however, as a sudden, crippling blow to her vulnerable leg would send the tremendous woman hobbling to the ground in an instant.*

"Hssssss!" *She rumbled under a tortuous breath, immediately feeling the pain traveling up her limb. She had never fought such a ruthlessly crafty opponent such as widow, and it seemed as though that lack of experience would quickly become the catalyst of her demise.*

Widow would grab the ropes above her using them to pull herself back up to her feet and into a standing position again. She would move her head from side to side trying to loosen up her neck muscles again. Then she would try to walk around her opponent before kicking her right into the ribcage with all she got and with as much force as she could get. She wanted to repaythat bitch for all the humiliation she gave her so far. The dutch would than stand over Bianca with smile on her lips.

"GAK!" *She nearly coughed out the saliva lurking in the back of her throat from such a forceful shot. As sturdy as she was, even someone as resilient as Bianca has a threshold for pain, and it seemed like Widow was hellbent on pushing the wounded Jamaican's limits right here and now. As she rolled over onto her back in an effort to assuage the anguish flowing through her, Bianca rapidly blinked to keep herself awake- She could feel the sensation of blacking out from shock encroaching upon her, and she refused to give Widow what she so desperately desired.*

Widow would slowly lift up one of her legs palcing her oot onto the side of Bianca´s chest pushing it down right onto the spot she kicked. She would smile happily while doing so increasing the pressure more and more. “What´s wrong bitch?” would she ask before letting herself drop down trying to land with her knee right onto the hurting spot of Bianca to deal out as much damage as she could.


The fans would boo her loudly for such a dirty tactic but the dutch woman would only reply by throwing kisses to the people.