L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The entire world was a kaleidoscope of swirling colors and jiggling motion. Elena hadn’t expected quite that much rebound from the wall, and the result was a chaotic tumble through the air that ended with a very satisfying, very warm landing. For a moment, she just lay there, blinking, the sheer kinetic energy of their collective bounces still thrumming through her.

As the world slowly settled, she became aware of her position. She was… sprawled. And beneath her was a soft, slightly dazed, and very ginger Nikki Nitro. The vinyl floor was warm against her cheek.

She pushed herself up slightly, her palms sinking into the bouncy surface on either side of Nikki’s head. A wide, mischievous, and genuinely happy grin spread across her face as she looked down at the girl she’d just literally flattened. Nikki’s face was smushed sideways. A single, defiant orange bang was plastered to her forehead.

“Heeey there~” Elena chirped, her voice sing-songy. She wiggled her hips, settling her weight more comfortably on Nikki’s midsection, enjoying the little 'oof' sound it elicited. “Told you I’d get a handle on this place! That’s what I like to call my… Gravity-Defying Foxy Flop!”

She leaned down a little closer, her fox ears flopping forward, casting a shadow over her opponent. The entire bounce house was still gently rocking around them, a slow, rhythmic sway that felt like being rocked in a cradle. A cradle she was currently pinning someone in.

“Not so bouncy now, are we?” Elena teased, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. She brought one hand up and gently booped Nikki’s nose. “You look a little stuck. Need a hand? Or…” Her eyes lit up with another idea.

“Or… how about a hug?” Before Nikki could even process the words, Elena wrapped her arms around the girl’s head pulling her into a tight, affectionate, and very effective breast smother, enveloping her cute features entirely in her bountiful boobies. She pressed her chin against the top of Nikki's head, nuzzling in her hair with a happy sigh.

“Just relax and let the passing out happen,” she murmured, her words muffled by Nikki’s hair and the inflatable walls. Elena just giggled, completely at home in the middle of the tangle. “Cuz then we could get ice cream together much earlier!!!”

Nikki hit the vinyl with a bounce and a grunt, the air boofing out of her lungs like someone had just dropped a beanbag chair onto her. The whole castle seemed to wobble from the impact, though maybe that was just her brain wobbling inside her skull. Before she could even process what axis the world was currently rotating on, Elena’s shadow fell over her… and then so did Elena.

“ouuufff…” Nikki squeaked as the fox girl settled fully across her stomach, compressing her in a way that felt weirdly like someone was trying to fold a tube of toothpaste.

She blinked up at the orange-haired blur hovering above her, especially caught on the fox ears bobbing cheerfully in and out of her vision. Every breath Nikki tried to take was cut short by the way Elena was happily parked on her.


“There is no way you had a name for that already…” she managed weakly, eyes unfocused, head rocking gently with each bounce the castle gave.

Then Elena leaned closer.

Then she booped Nikki’s nose. The young rookie’s nose scrunched in reaction and she briefly went cross eyed. This hadn’t been the first time an opponent had booped her nose, oddly enough it had also been another animal themed wrestler. Was that some unspoken thing on their part or was it her fault for being…boopable? Nikki blinked. Once. Twice. Her brain tried very hard to restart like a lawnmower that hadn’t been used in winter.

“A hug?”

And then she didn’t get a chance to say anything else, because suddenly her entire world became orange, soft, and very, very warm. Elena pulled her straight into a breast smother that swallowed Nikki’s face whole. Nikki made a startled little muffled sound, something between a yelp and a squeaky toy running out of air, as her arms flailed uselessly at her sides, slapping at the bouncy floor.

Her legs kicked once, twice, little springs that sent weak ripples through the inflatable surface. Her hands found Elena’s hips, pushing for leverage, but the bounce house just absorbed the pressure and sent Nikki sinking right back into the hold like quicksand made of marshmallows.

Her muffled voice rose from between Elena’s cleavage, faint and smushed. A mix between protests and girlish giggles as she felt the heat in her cheeks rising, pale burning red as she let Elena pull her deeper into the hold, practically nuzzling against the other woman's chest.

Her eyes fluttered as Elena nuzzled the top of her head with a cheerful sigh, the fox girl’s weight rocking gently with the castle’s rhythm. Nikki kicked again,more of a wiggle, really, and her resistance dwindled into slow, sleepy pawing at Elena’s sides. This was't so bad... Not yet.

The inflatable walls of the bounce house trembled, a rhythmic whump-whump-whump-whump echoing through the arena as the two wrestlers lay tangled in the center. The roars of the audience, Elena thought, would probably be muffled to the girl she supplied a warm, soft, and pleasant darkness to.

Humming a cheerful tune, her chin resting comfortably on the top of Nikki's head, her arms wrapped securely around the other girl's head, keeping her snugly nestled in her bosom. She could feel the subtle struggles beneath her, the way Nikki's body would tense, then relax, the muffled vibrations of her voice a ticklish sensation against her skin. It was less of a dramatic, desperate fight for survival and more of a sleepy, contented wriggle.

"Awwwee, you're being so good!" Elena cooed, her voice a patronizing melody. She shifted her weight, pressing down just a liiiitle more, trying to elicit another adorable muffled whimper from her captive. "See? I told ya this would be fun! Much better than all that silly bouncing around, no?"

She pulled back just an inch, a playful glint in her eyes as she looked down at Nikki's face, now slick with a light sheen of sweat. A single strand of orange hair, the same shade as Elena's was plastered to her forehead.

"Just a little nap," Elena whispered, almost as if she was suggesting her opponent to doze off in her chest. She leaned back in, not to smothered, but to nuzzle her cheek against Nikki's. If it were anyone else, this would be a very surprising intimate gesture for the middle of a wrestling match. "Then we can get that ice cream. I'm thinking double scoop. Strawberry for me, and... what do YOU like, my fellow cutie?"