L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

That never fails to satisfy her. Seeing Yoko drop like that, feeling her belly fold under Kyoko's fist, the feeling dominance that waved through her as she saw the rookie hurt by her attacks. With her on her knees like that Kyoko's smirk returned as she looked at the redhead. She could tell the move caught her off guard but in all fairness it was her fault for that. She knew who Kyoko was why would she not have her abs tightened. any smart person would, and it would be a reminder not to take her so lightly in her own expertise.

"Not quite up to my usual standards you can have them back.."Kyoko said in reference to Yoko's initial mocking statement about apples. "Come on get up and tighten up this time I want to see how much in her this little rookie has." She added going to grab her hair and force her back up to her feet when she pushed up and charged into her attempting to slam her shoulder into her belly and force her backwards. "Aahagh!" Kyoko screamed as she was knocked off her feet, normally she would sprawl but the speed gave her no time to get her legs back under her and she was sent falling back and hitting the floor coughing for a second as she tried to force her off.

Both women hit the mat with a ''thud'' with Yoko being on top, which the crowd enjoyed the sight of. This was partly based off street fighting - If all fails, just tackle the opponent. What would come next could be best described as improvised groundwork. Both girls were pretty much face to face level.

I believe we will still have plenty of opportunities for that later. Yoko said, refering to Kyoko's belly smashing challenge, while wrapping her right arm around Kyoko's neck, trying to put some strain on her neck with a basic one-handed headlock, putting her biceps to work. If you don't tap out first, that is Yoko would tease, while knowing full well that there was no way that Kyoko would tap from that and not even from what's to come.

On the west side of the battlefield, with her left hand, Yoko would fish out the right arm of the Queen and with the help of gravity and her muscles, Yoko would pin Kyoko's arm to the mat, to the side from their position, so that Kyoko couldn't reverse their positions by a sudden turn-push.

In the middle of the battlefield, Yoko would push her belly and hips down against Kyoko's, preventing Kyoko from throwing Yoko off of her with a sudden hip/belly upward push.

If Yoko managed to restrain Kyoko, she would then start her work on the southern front. You may be the Belly Queen, but i am the Thunder Thighs. Yoko would exclaim as Kyoko's thigh would be enveloped by the two of Yoko's curvy thighs, squeezing and constricting it like an Anaconda does to it's prey, hoping to weaken the opponent's leg in the long game.

Yoko would make slight grunts and moans as she would tighten most of her muscles, maintaining the hold on Kyoko in multiple areas and holding down Kyoko's resistance, intending to keep the hold as long as possible to at least somewhat wear her down. This would help Yoko in the long run of the match.

Yoko was freaking on top of her, and though that seemed appealing to everyone else in this place Kyoko was not exactly thrilled. Trying to force her off instantly and get free despite the girls efforts, though that didnt go well at all with Yoko quickly pushing herself down so that the both of them were practically face to face, and wrapping her arm around her head in some kind of half lock as she pulled it lose and attempted to grab her arm to keep it down and docile while hooking her legs in an effort to restrain her completely.

"Grrnggh..Thunder thighs? You go around calling yourself that?" Kyoko tried to mock while she was down, feeling the pressure of the girls legs wrapping around her own as her other hand pulled on her head. Her attempts to buck her off might as well be minor pushes as there bellies and chests pressed into each other, so Kyoko tried to resort to something else, with her other hand she would attempt to try and punch her side a few times before trying to move up and pull on the redhead's hair.

Yoko was very slightly aroused by such close body contact between the two women, but Yoko wasn't bothered by it
Nah... But i've overheard many people saying that while ogling my body... So, it kinda stuck on me. Yoko said in between grunts as she kept putting pressure in this thighscissors hold. Yoko thought she could make this her signature move, calling it by her nickname, The Thunder Thighs.

It seems like Kyoko did not feel like being at Yoko's mercy, evident by her taking seemingly desperate jabs Yoko's side with her free arm. Yoko thought it might happen and she was prepared to endure something like this and continue with her hold. Kyoko wouldn't be able to throw a solid punch in such a position anyway. Yoko felt safe. Hehe, it seems like The Queen can't stand being beneath somebody else, huh? After taking some hits, Yoko chuckled followed by an ambiguous retort.

Yoko could form short, simple and nearly foolproof strategies, preparing for every scenario, but she just kept making slight miscalculations today as Kyoko caught her with her pants down (figuratively) by grabbing and yanking onto Yoko's long red hair. Somehow, Yoko didn't take that into account. This shows that Yoko still had stuff to learn...

AAAaaaaAAggghhA!! Yoko really hated this. She had a history with her hair in the streets - The punks would often grab her hair when they would get desperate. Aaae... You must be pretty desperate... Aaoeu! If you're going for the hair... Feeling... Pressured? Yoko said through the pain. Yoko hated this. If she had to choose between having her hair yanked, or get punched in the stomach by Kyoko, she would pick the latter.

Having enough of this, Yoko would release Kyoko from the headlock and would grab Kyoko's hand and after some muscle struggle between the two women, would have hopefully pinned Kyoko's second arm to the mat, just like the first one. Yoko would give up the headlock, for more control, continuing to pin Kyoko to the mat with the same amount of effort put into it and focusing on her thigh scissors, sqeezing one, poor thigh of Kyoko, with her own two voluptuous ones.

Yoko would look directly into Kyoko's eyes. So, what now?

Kyoko quickly realized how little she cared why Yoko was called that shortly after she started talking about it. Mostly because there was little to gain from hearing it. Kyoko pulled on the girls ponytail and kept on pulling as Yoko let go and attempted to try and remove it from her hair, doing what she could while the Belly Queen kept on fighting it, especially now that Yoko was distracted. Her face scrunching up in annoyance with Yoko going on a bout her street days, pretty much comparing girls of such low status to an established wrestler such as herself. Something Kyoko was quick to try and disabuse.

"Sounds like the words of an idiot. If you come in here with a pony tail its your choice but dont criticize me for being smart enough to take advantage of it!" Kyoko retorted looking for an opening and taking it as she realized that she had to get out now if she wanted to or else she would be stuck on the mat by Yoko. Pulling on the girls hair Kyoko would then launch her head forward and attempt to slam it into Yoko's to really rattle both of them but make sure she couldn't press down on her as much.

AAaa.. Ouch! Yoko got reminded that the head can also be used to strike the opponent. It was as if a lightbulb lit up above Yoko's head when she got headbutted by Kyoko.

Yoko was dazed for a moment, but the pain of getting her hair tugged, brought her back to earth a split second sooner than normal. Take advantage of this!! Yoko shouted, returning the favor in kind, by headbutting Kyoko back.

Yoko would hope that this would be enough to make Kyoko release her grip on the ponytail and then pin that arm to the mat.

The headbutt had rattled Yoko a alot by the sound of surprise she made. Kyoko could show her she did more then just attack people's bellies when she needed to. Though it didnt get her off just yet and Kyoko was just about ready to start pulling on her hair again Yoko was quick to recover and slam her head down into her with a headbutt right back to her face.

"Guuaggh!" Her vision went blurry and dark for a moment, the slam having done what it could. She felt her grip on Yoko's hair loosen and eventually falter before being pushed down to the mat by the redhead. Trapped and dazed Kyoko tried to shake the cobwebs from that last hit and look at Yoko, or where she thought she was before her vision gave her a clear enough shot at what she intended to do. With little choice at this point Kyoko went for the attack again, brining her head up as fast as possible and trying to slam it into her head, or her nose whatever she could hit in an attempt to try and get the freedom she needed to push against her and try to push her off for good.

Theeere we go. Yoko said pinning the Queen's arm to the mat, finally taming her. Yoko looked her opponent in the eyes and smiled a little when she saw something that seemed like desperation.

Little did Yoko know that it was not the desperation of a frightened animal, but a cornered beast. It was another lesson for Yoko - even a desperate, frightened beast will fight back when cornered and fight back Kyoko did, headbutting the redhead with everything she had.

Yoko was prepared for another headbutt, but the effect was different from what she expected. Yoko got hit in the forhead and lost consciousness for about a second.

Yoko didn't even realize when she was pushed off her perfect position. The next thing she knew, she was laying on her back. Yoko slowly opened her eyes as the light of the ceiling lamps reached her vision. Yoko would wink a little because of all the light.

Yoko could swear she saw some stars as she brushed the back of her hand against her hurting forhead. Looking at her hand, she saw some blood on it.
Ooooff. Yoko could tell this was like the worst hangover ever - dizzy AND painful.

At this point Yoko was completely unaware of what, how and where Kyoko was doing at the given moment. Yoko would just try to get on all fours and make her way to the nearest ropes and try to stand up with their support.

She had always been called hardheaded, even before she found the thrill of fighting, though usually they meant she as stubborn as hell and set in her ways. Not that she had a literal hardhead, though as Kyoko had found with time, she had a pretty close enough one to make it work. Knocking her opponent loopy as well with that head-butt Kyoko acted on adrenaline forcing Yoko off her finally as she brought her now free hands to her aching head. She felt something trickle down the side of her head and on her hands but she ignored it for now. So long as it didn't stop her from getting right back up she would persist.

"Haaahh...grrnngh.." The Belly Queen willed herself back up to her feet moving her hand around to guide her and using some ropes to help steady herself as she did so. The bleeding she noticed didnt seem to bad though the fact that she was bleeding at all was a bit of an issue. It could get in her eyes to mess her up if she was carless and took a second to wipe it away before standing up once more. Her eyes centering on Yoko once again.

After crawling her way to a corner, Yoko slowly stood up, supporting herself on the ropes, then she turned around and rested in a corner for a moment, eyeing over at Kyoko. It seems like the impact had a similar effect on the Queen, which was slightly reassuring.

A bit more of her blood trickled down her face as Yoko would push herself off the corner and go over to Kyoko. Yoko was still somewhat dizzy and couldn't think of any proper strategy, although she did tighten her abs at least, since she learned that lesson the hard way before. With no real strategy in mind, Yoko just wanted to get in there and fight this woman. Yoko would try responding accordingly to Kyoko's moves if she could. It was the best she could do for now.