L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Oh. Oh, she had her this time.

Hearing Karen turning into a freight train with her grunts of effort somehow made June's own reps easier. The burn had become apparent enough, even turning her thighs and abs a soft shade of pink as the heat beneath them built, but the blonde knew that she remained one smidge fresher than Karen. She started her own puffing a few seconds later, but only once she had shot her question at the angry woman - which did enough to stop her from finishing that last rep she was working so hard to complete. June just looked between the machine, Karen's legs, and that oh-so-angry face with a grin.

A few cheered, realizing, and June, to keep up appearances, rammed through two more reps to truly put Karen in her place. The third would have been a struggle, she already knew, since the pain had started to course up through her hips, so she decided to let the last two be the ones everyone, including her spiteful new friend, remembered and eased back to her feet as if she had barely had to try. "This time, I'm glad to shut up Karen! I said all I needed to say." She smacked herself on the thighs a couple of times for good measure. Perfect. All she had wanted was the chance to do some actual wrestling without a disadvantage.

"And you know what, Kar-bear?" June figured her the type to hate impromptu nicknames, and to emphasize it, she loomed large, walking right up to the similarly-shaped woman boldly, almost daring her to retaliate. "I'll even let you pick the first hold if your legs can even carry you over to the mats."

Karen struggled. Not to rack the weights, but to resist the urge to outright tackle June off of the leg press and deliver a pummeling. Beating her was one thing, but outright showboating? Hypocrisy was of course lost on Karen given how she acted following her own victory, as instead she took to standing before immediately clearing a path before her. With her thick thighs struggling to walk straight the first steps, Karen didn't truthfully have a heading in mind. She just needed to show June that she was fine, and that her legs were unaffected by the challenge they'd just completed.

Though she wasn't fooling anyone, at least right away.

Stopping only as June beckoned her, Karen had regained something of a normal posture as she joined June on the mats. She had an idea to mind on what her first move was to be - hell, she had it before the challenge had even gotten underway. But damn if she wasn't thinking twice, if purely because of the affect said hold would have on her own thighs.

Though of course, June just had to poke the bear further. Which naturally meant that any hesitance Karen held fell as freely as the droplets of sweat from her brow. Pain in her legs be damned, she was going to make June hurt.

And what better way than to do so with a move that went absolutely hand in hand with the infamous Karen Starring - both on the receiving end, and the giving. A move that was to be so expected, many in the audience did a imagined face palm over not predicting it sooner.

Though they wouldn't bother raising their hands to block the sight before them, as they bared witness to the glorious image of Karen Starring locking her arms around the thick waistline of her busty doppelganger. Before locking her body to body, with such pressure pouring through Karen's arms, June's shirt would find itself riding up just a little.

And that was just the beginning.

"I'm going...to snap you in two..."