L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Tamago was simple minded, which was an aspect that Natzuki seemed to be adept at taking full advantage of. The daredevil rushed in, but connected with only the turn buckle as Natzuki smoothly flipped her way out of the corner, getting a buzz from the crowd with such a sharp evasion.

" Aughh! " Tamago cried out, before then whining as her foe's heels slammed into the back of her head and connected her forehead cleanly with the turn buckle, causing the larger wrestler to slowly fall back, right onto her perky behind as the ring spun around her from that nasty collision.

Tamago was almost unresponsive to Natzuki's movements, lazily following her malicious guidance to the corner, even slumping slightly lower into the turnbuckle as Natzuki climbed the ropes, then suddenly Tamago's eyes widened and life returned to her face, as her small opponent leaned forward to kiss her while looming over her in the corner.

" Mm...mhff. " Tamago whimpered, the punk felt unfocused as her foe made out with her, unable to even resist as the mix of a potential concussion and shock stopped her from reacting to yet another suggestive move by Natzuki.

Tamago weekly returned the kiss, driving that nail in her coffin deeper as she willingly let Natzuki have her way with her, until the woman backed off.

" E-end it? As-is if! You just...got lucky, and surprised me with that. " Tamago said with a blush, stepping forward out of the corner with a stumble, it seemed that that the bump to her head left her slow and groggy. In her frustration though Tamago would approach her foe though, clumsily charging into another grapple due to how successful Natzuki's attempts to taunt her had been.

" I'll get you this time! " Tamago said, as she tried to lunge forward and wrap her arms around Natzuki's body for a bear hug, though her movements were slow and predictable.

"Hahaha! Yeah! and Ill bet youll beat me too! haha!" Natzuki laughed as the punk charged her. Her taunt a better success than she had hoped. "Oh. You were serious.." Natzuki deadpanned. "Well sorry.." She snickered dodging the grapple by smoothly sliding to the canvas of the ring with a splits that made a few in the crowd "Oooo."

"Oh stop.." Natzuki said giving a flirty wink to the crowd in general, She was about to attempt a dangerous move combination that while devastating it was full of possible counters.

Her opponent was just groggy enough to maybe pull it off... "Dont try this at home kids! I'm a professional after all!" She would chirp before delivering a savage jab into Tamago's toned stomach trying to double her over. She would then pull her knees to her chin before exploding up with an uppercut to her doubled over opponent's chin!

If the combo was successful she would grab her opponent's head while still in the air and spin into a swinging neck breaker the moment her feet touched the canvas. So quick was this combination the crowd would begin to stand on their feet in a shocked silence that soon broke into massive applause.

While the combo was stunning it seemed to have taken a good bit out of the flashy, bratty heiress for the moment. She would approach her prone foe. Face first on the floor.

"Look at you.." Natzuki would walk up to the purple haired woman and place her foot on the back of her head grinding with each word she spat. "All that big talk and nothing! Ha!" She laughed mirthlessly as she halted her grinding.

"Stubborn, Stupid trash like you should stay in the gutter with the rest of your punk friends." She hissed giving her foot one more good grind.

"I'm not going to stop until you beg me to pin you and end this." Natzuki whispered leaning over her and adding pressure to the foot that had remained on the back of her head. "And from the sound of it.." She said holding up her hand to her ear mockingly as the crowd cheered further. "These good people are going to love every minute of it." She smirked removing her foot to drag a hopefully still groggy Tamago to her feet by grabbing two handfuls of the front of her top.

Natzuki groaned slightly.

"Your heavier than you look you fat punching bag.." She joked taking a small moment t catch her breath slightly. (Or im getting tired..) She reluctantly heard in the back of her mind before quashing the doubtful thought like a bug under the weight of her self confidence. "You sweat covered, grimy, simple minded bitch." She said angrily. Staring at the sweaty wreck at her mercy. Yet her beautiful eyes..

Even as they stared back at her through groggy half lids, and her body.. Natzukis heart throbbed in her chest. She shoved one of her hands up Tamago,s shirt as she played with her breasts for a moment.

The hand still holding Tamago up pulled her into another passionate kiss. "You ignorant. lowly...Gorgeous...Beautiful..Bitch!" She would say between breaths as she ravaged her foe with her passionate kisses. the last two compliments only loud enough for her and Tamago to hear. Like she had almost said them to herself on accident.

As her opponent intended Tamago bent forward as she was punched in the stomach, and the resulting uppercut packed way more power than the punk expected, Tamago was knocked loopy and then overtaken with another dizzying sensation as she was spun round in her descent, slammed head first into the canvas with that swinging neck breaker.

Tamago rolled onto her front, looking absolutely pitiful with her drool dripping onto the canvas from her slightly adrift lips, and her plump ass on full display as her outfit had wedged so far up her ass it almost seemed more like a thong. Tamago couldn't believe how devastated she felt just from that combo, and Natzuki further made it evident that Tamago was her bitch, trampling her head and grinding her heel in. Natzuki berated the useless punk, the crowd roaring in approval. Soon enough Tamago felt herself being lifted up.

She could feel her top being stretched from her foe's grip, and her face immediately revealed that Natzuki that she not only looked groggy, but looked utterly destroyed already. The punk's face shifted in irritation as her foe called her a simple minded bitch, but no words would be exchanged before Natzuki reached under her shirt, and started to squeeze and play with one of her boobs.

" N-nooo... s-stoo-mmff... " Tamago sounded desperate, already moaning until those lips silenced her own, leaving the poor daredevil stunned and squirming against her hand. The mix of the fondling and kissing was enough to completely dominate the inexperienced punk sexually, she was like putty in Natzuki's hands, moaning into her lips and mindlessly moving in any direction she would be guided in as she closed her eyes and got lost in the kiss.