L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Melody breathed heavily as she looked at the lights above the ring. She couldn't help but be disappointed in herself. Every time Navi had momentum going and passed it to her via a tag, she always squandered it somehow. Why couldn't she just pick something that would let her team keep an advantage?

...Melody's contemplation of her actions would be disturbed by seeing Valentina's large frame above her, as the woman would slowly cover Melody's chest with her stomach...

...until her large cleavage would completely engulf greenette's face!

There was no way Melody could escape from the Russian's marshmallow hell, as she was too heavy to simply lift up and kick out of, despite the fact that the pin lacked the usual leverages of most wrestling pins!

All Melody could do as she was engulfed by Val's red bikini clad chest was muffling into it, something resembling a "No" coming from the depth of Valentina's cleavage from Melody towards her opponent's comment

At the blonde's taunt, the growling Navi would enter the ring, trying to help her partner kick out of the humiliating pin, as Melody collected her power to try and kick out herself!

As Valentina settled into the pin, the look on her face was priceless, she could feel Melody slowly suffocating and it turned the blond Russian on. She never usually used this type of smother, but it was fast becoming her favorite. She kept her eyes on Navi who looked annoyed and horrified for her partner being humiliated like this

Again the ref raised her hand and went to slap for TWO, but the continual cocky nature, and sensual nature of the pin seemed to be all too much for Navi. The tag team partner of Melody rushed through the ropes and into the ring. Valentina's expression changed and she called out in Russian to Natasha. The purple haired seductress was already well aware of the attempted pin break up. Natasha stepped through the ropes and charged over to Navi. With the pair heading for a collision, one of them was going to come off worse

The crowd waited with baited breath as Natasha and Navi closed on one another, however Natasha increased her speed, ducking low at the correct moment, looking to drive her shoulder into tummy of Navi with a spear! If she missed, the Russian was in a great danger from doing herself a lot of damage, plus Navi could break the pin. If however it connected, then her target would be taken out by the Russian Express!

As the commotion spilled into the ring, Valentina turned her attentions back to Melody between her breasts. She could just about see the girls eyes and coyly moved to stroke her hair, as if she cared about the wellbeing of her rival. She looked with wide eyes but the attitude from her mouth was all venom

"Ahhh here it comes, the 3 count. If I had my way id knock you out with these, but Ill settle for pin. Next time you wont be so lucky to escape!"

The ref had slapped for TWO and was about to raise her hand. Valentina looked up and licked her lips, she could taste the win!

As the ref hit the first count, Navi was already in the ring, laser focused on shoving the blonde heavyweight and her tits off of her friend to save her from losing the match THIS early on, and from losing in such a humiliating manner!

However, the problem with having all her focus on her pinned partner was that she completely forgot about Val's partner, and the purple haired Russian was all the happier to remind the French blonde of herself, as she rushed in to the ring at the same time as Navi, and rammed her shoulder into her bare stomach for a spear!!!

"GUUUUUAAAAAH!", with how fast she rushed into the ring to save Navi, her momentum ended up adding to Natasha's move quite a lot, as the blonde was left literally breathless, holding her stomach and cringing in pain as she rolled outside of the ring, dropping backfirst on the barely padded floor of the ringside.

Melody, meanwhile, was panicking underneath Valentina's massive pair. Not helping her situation was the ref's second count, Navi's scream of pain which indicated that she was unable to help, and Valentina stroking her green mane and taunting her, sending shivers down her spine as she spoke.

As ref hit the canvas for the second time, Melody would suddenly calm down as adrenaline rushed through her veins, and focus on a single mission, get Val off of her. As ref's hand was in midair for the solid half a second, Melody's hands would take a hold of Valentina's large pair, and attempt to shove the woman, and her chest, upwards, simultaneously lifting herself off the mat to break the critical count at 2.9!

Valentina caught the glimpse of Natasha nailing Navi out of the corner of her eye and it only intensified her smile, which beamed down at her trapped rival who was getting a face full of the Russian's assets. With the two count down. She looked back at Melody and simply smirked with a wink, the teasing knew no end from the bigger half of the Russian team. She looked up and saw the refs hand, her grin wide and she knew victory was hers and Natasha's and then she felt her breasts grabbed.

"Huh?"

Valentina looked down and felt a giant upwards force. Her breasts squashed against her ribcage and then she slid off Melody in an instant. Melody had managed to break the pin at the very last nano-second.

"Whoa..... what!?!"

Valentina lay next to Melody for a moment. Her eyes were wide open, her mouth was wide open. The shock slowly sinking in as she started to realize what Melody had done. She shook her head and knelt back, her hands came to her head. She couldnt even glance at the girl who would be all sweaty and soaked with Val's excitement.

The crowd roared at the monumental kick out. Melody just went over with some to spare !!

Valentina was absolutely distraught. Nobody kicked out of her breast smothers, no one. She immediately turned to the ref girl. The expression changed from shock to anger. Pure anger. In a tirade of Russian expletives and got up to her feet and confronted the ref girl. Hands gestured, pointing at Navi, at Melody, at Natasha, at everyone in the crowd. She slapped her hands in the ref girls face quickly signifying 1,2,3

The ref girl was having none of it and dismissed her appeals which incensed the Russian further. Usually Valentina was calm and cool, but this tipped her over the edge. The big blond Russian turned back, hands still on her head and looked for Melody.

She was going to take out her frustrations on her rival if she could find her?

With how incredibly close the count was, the timekeeper at ringside was almost prepared to ring the bell, swearing that it was a 3 count. The ref immediately leapt to that feet to stop that from happening, throwing to fingers into the air to show, that, indeed, the 3 count wasn't completed.

The crowd leapt from the edges of their seats at the kickout. Melody sat up, looking at the ref, who turned to her:

"Two?!"

"Don't worry. A very close 2 count"

Exhaling, she wiped her face off of her's and Val's sweat off her face. The 2 of them were still in the match. The count didn't matter as long as it wasn't 3. Her and Navi could still do this...

While Val started to call ref every name she could, Navi was on the outside, getting to her feet. Holding her hurt stomach, she saw on the titantron that Melody kicked out, smirking in satisfaction, before trying to find Natasha at ringside, to ensure that the Russians won't play double team with her friend again.

With Val soon turning to find Melody, the Greenette was already sitting in a crouch, sweeping her leg underneath Val's to topple the Heavyweight and to punish her for taking her eyes off of her!!!

Valentina was absolutely distraught, she knew she had Melody pinned, she knew she had won the match for the Empire. The kickout was in her mind too late. Now the big blond had a problem that her cool had gone, she was in a vulnerable state. With her hands on her head she saw the Green wrestler slowly getting up and she sneered. Like a shark sensing blood she moved in for the kill, this time it would count!

As the ref girl finished talking to Melody, Valentina pounced. She darted forward at great pace looking to deliver a punt kick and knock Melody into lala land so she couldn't possibly kick out of the pin, but Melody was one step ahead.

The crowd gasped as Mel expertly swept the standing leg and took Valentina down. Given the Russians own momentum, she took a spill and landed in a heap, bouncing once on the canvas. Valentina slowly rolled to her back hands on her head and face screwed up as her body was wracked with pain of the hard landing.

On the outside meanwhile, Natasha was up on her feet and concentrated on Navi. Bad blood between the pair was an understatement! It didn't take much for Natasha to hate someone but when she did, she couldn't let it go until that person was sorry they crossed her. The purple Russian appeared ahead of Navi, her tired sweaty body heaving with the strain of the match. She would kick off her feet and run like a bullet train at Navi. The seductress was looking to collide with Navi and drive her into the barrier. If she missed, Natasha would be taking the impact of the foam overed railing instead.

Even as a corney Russian joke, Natasha was seeing red mist!

With Melody downing Val, countering her intended kick as a result, she looked to avenge the earlier humiliation, and bring the fight to the Russians! She rushed from her crouch, skipping over the blonde heavyweight to rebound off the ropes. Upon completion of the rebound, Melody jumped into the air. Her elbow was posed for her opponent's stomach to drive the air out of her lungs with an elbow drop!!!

Navi meanwhile, turned her head, searching for the purple haired Russian both at ring and ringside. Turning her head to her right, she could only see Melody in the air landing her elbow on Val. Turning to her left...

She saw Natasha rushing at her like a freight train. Practically jumping onto the blonde, Natasha would sandwich Navi between herself and the steel railing behind her opponent!

Shouting in pain as her body got crushed between Nat's larger frame and the unforgiving steel barricade, Navi dropped on her hands and knees, trying to push herself up before the villainous Russian followed up on her attack!

Despite the Russians being the bad girls in this match, a few of the crowd winced at Valentina's landing which was hard. The big blond Russian showed signs of life and rolled over to her back, clearly suffering the effects. She even broke out into her native Russian with the word, "NYET!" escaping her soft full lips. Valentina even drew some applause as she tried to get up but couldnt, at least the crowd admired the effort if not her.

Melody was looking to capitalise and Valentina knew it was going to be bad. She felt the bounce of the canvas as Melody bounced away from her, each one like the thunderclap of the approaching storm that the Greenette cooked up. All Val could do was brace for impact, and then some. The elbow found its target and the big blond Russian jolted up with a pained expression on her face before she sank back down and groaned clutching at her sore tummy. Valentina kicked at the canvas and tried to get her air but for the moment none came.

It was now Melody who had the crowd behind her, a chant rang out of "MEL-O-DY!! MEL-O-DY!!" which further added to Valentina's frustration.

Outside the ring however, Natasha was locked in combat with Navi as neither wrestler was about to back down. The purple haired Russian Seductress gained pace and charged at Navi with the intention of sending her back first into the thinly covered barrier. The noise of the impact separated the crowd. Some content on watching Melody, others watching the brawl which led to a loud, "HOLY SHIT!"

Outside the ring was carnage. Legs and arms tangled as Navi and Natasha lay in a heap amid bent railing. Slowly Natasha stirred and had to use the adjacent railing to help her up to her feet. Shakily she held her head a moment before she saw Navi. Maybe it was the concussion but Natasha seemed genuinely to hate Navi and was intent on causing the girl as much pain as possible.

With her machinations clear, Natasha bent down and pulled away the thin mat from the outside to reveal the bare concrete. A swathe of the crowd all shouted NO!! Natasha simply flipped them off as she approached the body of Navi. Unless the girl was already on her rise from the wreckage, Natasha would help her by grabbing her hair tight and try to get the girl to stand.

The grin on the Russian was manic. Driven by twisted desire and adrenaline, it looked like the Russian had snapped.

Unless Navi fought her way out, Natasha would grab her in a front facelock, hooking the arm of Navi over the Russians neck. It dawned on the crowd the horrible scheme in the Russians mind. Natasha was going to attempt to suplex Navi straight over onto the concrete if she could

Melody couldn't help but show a massive grin on her face as the crowd chanted for her. With a solid hit to Valentina's stomach winding the blonde Russian down, leaving her on her back for a while longer, Melody knew she had a bit more time to pull off something more risky on her opponent, something that Natasha ruined just a short while ago.

Quickly hopping to her feet and running towards the ropes once more (to the point, where, if one were to blink as the Greenette got to her feet, they would believe that no time passed between the impact of the elbow drop and Melody's second trip to the ropes), Melody would hop onto the second rope between 2 turnbuckles, before using it to bounce off and fly in the air with a backflip. Even though it wasn't quite to the height she achieved during her failed flight a minute ago, the British Greenette's Springboard Moonsault was just as impressive, as she looked to collide with her frame with Valentina!

Outside the ring, her friend wasn't having that good a time, sitting on her rear as Natasha glared at her with the most intense hate anyone ever looked at her with. Not helping the matters was her hurting stomach (after Nat's spear) and back (after the recent slam), with part of the crowd being fairly sympathetic to the blonde.

For a second, Navi covered her face, fearing that Natasha would try and punch her, or tug at her hair to force her to her feat...but what she had on her mind turned out to be a lot more sinister. as she turned away from her, and lifted the safe padding outside the ring to reveal the concrete floor!!!

"Are...are you fucking insa---!", even before Navi finished her question, Natasha's face was already an answer, wearing a manic grin as she grabbed Navi by the hair, forcing her to her feet, before trapping her in a front facelock! Nat definitely didn't appreciate Navi coming out victorious in their face-off earlier during the match...

"NO!", letting out a loud denial, Navi attempted to push Natasha forward with all her strength, trying to drive the Russian against the ring apron, to force her to break the front facelock and stop the incredibly dangerous suplex no matter what

Valentina was in a bad way. Melody had taken her down, dropped an elbow to drive the air out of the blond Russian and was planning to splash across her. As the Greenette disappeared from view, Valentina could hear the roar of the crowd which told her something big was coming! As she glanced to her side, urging her own body to move, Melody was in flight

"Ahhhh SHIT!"

The exclamation from Valentina said it all. The Russian groaned as the move it. Her body jolted, her legs shot into the air and came crashing down on the canvas as she her head rolled to the side. She needed to catch her breath, which was a struggle. Valentina raised a hand and pawed, shoving her palm at Melodies cheek, looking to push a little. She wanted to show despite her series of moves, the Russian was not completely down for the count, she hoped! If Melody was smart she could try to pin Valentina here or slap on a submission and try to get the win for the team of Melody and Navi

Meanwhile, outside the ring, the whole battle was going from bad to worse. A real ugly mood had taken over and it was primarily from the Russian. Natasha was seething with hatred for Navi now. She was going to punish the girl and take her out of the match for good. The problem was, Natasha had only ever gotten this level of hate once before, it was in another promotion where she ended a wrestlers career with her Lenin Lock finisher which she held onto past all physical levels of decency. Natasha managed to expose the raw concrete and had Navi bent over primed for impact if she could lift her up and over for a punishing snap suplex.

Navi however had other ideas. The loud NO from her lungs was accompanied by a shove that took Natasha by surprise

"AGGHHHHH NYET!!"

The purple haired seductress let go of the facelock and hit the ring apron hard. The edge almost separating a vertebrae as the crunch echoed around the arena. The fans gave a loud "OHHHHH" None of them really liked Natasha and that was how the Russian liked it, however it didnt stop the pain exploding from behind

She dropped to her hands and knees, sweaty lank mane like a curtain covering her face. She shook her head, the pain was unbearable but she had to get Navi before she got her. The crowd urged the wrestler to follow up and make it count. No one had any idea what would happen next. The concrete was exposed, there was barriers, chairs and all manner of objects at ring side. The bad blood and battle between Navi and Natasha was turning into a full on WAR!