L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The match took on a whole new dimension now that the two wrestlers were fighting on the ground with pure grappling! Jasmine and Louise fought with all their might to be the dominant force in this duel, trying to stay on top of the other... But it was much more difficult than what Louise had imagined and experienced! Even though her chest and weight crushed her opponent, Jasmine still managed to muster the strength to roll to the side, dragging the Wildcat with her, then finding herself on top to crush Louise!

"Nnnngh?!"

A groan of surprise, pain, and exhaustion escaped her lips every time Jasmine managed to find herself on top! No matter how much she kept rolling, she wasn't as stamina-rich as her opponent and was bound to lose!... Plus, all her rolling was starting to give her a headache. Gritting her teeth, Louise rolled one last time, trying to remove her arms from her opponent's waist to pin Jasmine's wrists instead... But she noticed something during her roll, something she should have anticipated after all her rolling.

The void! Jasmine and Louise rolled so much in the ring that now they were about to fall out of the ring!

Jasmine certainly had experience rolling up a storm. She had done so against Tracy Canon, in a tag championship match between their teams. And while that hadn't ultimately ended in her favor, the Mighty Monarch was determined for things to be different this time! She rolled around with Louise quite a lot. So much that the goddess wanted to switch up the way she was holding Jasmine, to try and turn things in her favor. But that wouldn't matter too much. Not when they were about to fall right out of the ring!

It wasn't intentional on Jasmine's part. But in all the chaos, the two beefy middleweights had rolled out the ring, off the ring apron, and down to the ringside! But there was a sliver-lining here... Jasmine landed on top, leaving Lou to break the Booty Bomber's fall! "Oh! Haha! I can work with this!" Jasmine chirped, pushing herself up to sit on Lou's belly. Before turning herself around, and lifting her giant butt right over Louise's mug! "Eat it sucka!" Jasmine would taunt, before attempting to slam her mighty tush down on Lou's face. If all went her way, Jasmine would still have to be mindful of the ring-out count, but she'd milk this smother for all it was worth regardless!

Louise had a habit of turning her matches into brawls and catballs, which was partly what earned her the nickname Wildcat... However, she wasn't used to falling out of the ring and finding herself under her opponent, especially when this time her opponent was as heavy as she was! A long sigh and then a shiver of pain could be heard from the Frenchwoman as the Empress crushed her in her fall, but worse was yet to come.

"You lucky b-Mmhhh!!"

Jasmine silenced Louise's nasty mouth with her buttocks once again, suffocating her in the process during the crush. Louise wasn't defenseless, though; she was certainly weakened, but the so-called Goddess continued to struggle, trying to grab Jasmine's leotard and throw her to the side. Meanwhile, the referee began the ring-out count, which stressed the Frenchwoman out.

"ONE! TWO! THREE!.."

Jasmine once again had Louise's face pinned beneath her huge butt, at the ringside to boot! Of course, due to the ref starting the ring-out count, there was a limit to how long Jasmine could afford to indulge in her smothery pleasure. And to make matters more annoying, Louise was actively trying to yank Jasmine off by pulling at her leotard. Jasmine resisted of course, unwilling to simply abandon the facesit. But after a few moments, the pressure of the count-down and Lou's resistance wasn't making this fun for her anymore.

"UGH! FINE!" Jasmine snapped, getting off herself. But she soon smiled, coming up with a fun idea. She'd pulled her stunned opponent up with her, aiming to reposition Lou so that the heel's backside was turned towards Jasmine in a squatting position. And if all went her way, Jasmine would reel one of her legs back, before booting Lou right in the bottom with a powerful kick! If so, Jasmine's stirrup-clad foot would smack Louise's whole body away from the ring, with only a few seconds left in the ring-count out!

Spoiler

And rather than throw Lou back into the ring this time, Jasmine would enter the safe space by herself! She wasn't trying to outright win this way of course, as she'd consider doing so kinda lame. But she figured Lou would have to make a desperate scramble for the ring, before the ref finished counting. And in this reckless state, Jasmine was planning on absolutely clocking her! "Hurry up and come back, so I can keep kicking your butt!" Jasmine would taunt, goading Lou to rush into another attack, as the ref counted: "EIGHT...!"

Louise continued to struggle for long seconds, and despite Jasmine's enormous rear guard covering her face, she could hear everything. Each count by the referee forced her to rush forward; she desperately didn't want to lose. Luckily for her, Jasmine released her... but with a kick to the rear that sent the Frenchwoman flying towards the barricades.

"Argh!... Fuck!..."

Louise quickly got to her feet, looking at Jasmine already in the ring and the referee counting down the eighth second of the ring out. She had to hurry if she didn't want to lose this match, and the Wildcat leaped forward, running with all her might, arms outstretched as the referee continued the count.

"NINE!... T-"

THOMB!

Louise crashed against the ring, slamming her shoulder against the apron as she slammed her other hand against the mat. She bit her lip in pain and fell to her knees, still with one hand on the post, looking at the umpire with angry, agonizing eyes.

"DROP IT!... I'M STILL IN!... fuck..!"

Jasmine's strategy paid off! By literally kicking Louise's butt away from the ring, she had forced the woman to recklessly scramble back, just barely avoiding losing via ring-out! But in the frantic process, Lou had inadvertently damaged herself by crashing into the ring! And as the heel dropped to her knees and glared up at Jasmine, the Booty Bomber stood on the ring apron, and looked down on her with a mischievous smile. "You're mine!" The royal declared, reaching down to take hold of the same hand that Lou had used to slap the mat with! In a very impressive display of strength, Jasmine would lift Louise up by the hand, sling her whole body up from the ringside, to the ring apron, and finally over the top ring ropes. All in one fluid motion, Empress Cake would have tossed her fellow big middleweight right into the ring!

Jasmine would lick her lips, as she entered the main ring area and sashayed towards Lou's likely downed and dazed body. "You've fallen for the Wild Royal's trap. Now I shall shoot you with my guns and make sure you're nice and cooked."~ She'd flex her perfectly toned, meaty biceps for the crowd, now looming menacingly right over Louise. "I've never hunted an actual goddess as my prey before, Dommy Mommy Jasmine feels honored..."~ The chaotic face would reach down to lift the heel into standing position, only with the intent of immediately knocking her back down, with a massive haymaker to the face!

"That was just round one, sugarplum! As punishment for being a total butthead, you shall suffer the storm of relentless blows, known as my...PUNCHYYYYYY PARTYYYYYYY!" Jasmine announced to both Louise and the cheering audience! Despite the arguably silly name, this was the most feared move in Jasmine's arsenal. "Round two!" If all went her way, Jasmine would approach Lou and pull her up again, only to nail her with two punches this time. A rattling gut punch, followed by flooring uppercut to her chin! "Round three!" Next up, Jasmine would pull Lou up for a hook to the very aching shoulder the goddess had crashed into the ring with! Then a quick jab to the nose! Before aiming to knock her down again, with a cross to her cheek!

"Round four!" If things went according to plan, this pattern would continue! Jasmine would keep pulling Lou to her feet, before wailing on her with as many punches as the round they were at. Jasmine would throw terrifyingly powerful punches of every kind, repeatedly striking Louise's belly, arms, chest, and especially face! The Mighty Monarch would aim for these boxing combo barrages to continue, until Louise was so beaten down, she could no longer stay on her feet! It was just a matter of how many rounds of this painful haymaker hell it would take!

PUNCH
PUNCH
PUNCH
PUNCH...

Jasmine's Punchy Party

Louise had just narrowly escaped being ringside, exhausting herself just to clinch the ring post and signal that she was still in the game... And that had huge repercussions. The match was already starting to drag on for a wrestler with such limited stamina as her, and she could feel her legs growing heavy... From now on, she was definitely going to slow down.

But that was the least of her worries because the force that served as her opponent gave the Goddess no chance to breathe, grabbing her wrist to pull Louise to the center of the ring and force her to her feet.

"Nnnghh... Let me br-MMPHH?!"

While the Wildcat wished for a moment of calm to recover, Jasmine silenced her with a sharp blow, a Haymaker that surprised the Frenchwoman... And that wasn't the last of her surprises.

A devastating flurry of controlled punches, striking every part of the Frenchwoman's body in a precise order and with incredible force. Whether it was Louise's head lolling to one side, her body trembling, or her groans of pain, everything showed that Jasmine's Punch Party was dangerous.

"NGHAAH ! GAHH ! UGHHH...!"

But it wasn't enough to tame the Wildcat. Despite the pain, the fatigue, and her vision becoming increasingly blurry after each blow, Louise winced in agony after the combo ended and gritted her teeth, struggling to stay upright before clenching her fist. The reprisals couldnt wait; Louise had always returned every blow she received with twice the force...

"Mnnghh... Grrrr..!"

...But not tonight. Louise's punch was perhaps a little too slow, and Jasmine picked up right where she left off in round one, unleashing another barrage of blows to the goddess's body, face, shoulders, and chest. Louise groaned in pain as she received a second cross to the cheek. The groan was long; the Wildcat staggered to the side, but after a step, she fell to the ground, curling up into a ball and groaning even louder in agony.

"Nghh... Gnnhh.. Ughhhh...! Grrrrrrrrr..."

Louise's request for a chance to breathe would be swiftly interrupted by Jasmine's iron fist. Not giving her opponents much (if any) breathing room was all part of the Mighty Monarch's fighting style. And besides, in her eyes, Louise had shown she didn't deserve any mercy! The audience seemed to agree, as they cheered along to Jasmine treating Lou like her own personal punching bag! Each and every blow smacked, rattled, and even lifted Lou's body with terrifying force. And Jasmine pursued her her foe with a gleeful smile, punching poor Louise all around the ring!

To give credit where it was due, Lou did try to stick to her guns. Jasmine caught her foe readying a payback punch, but it was too late. Empress Cake's royal fist stuck first. And after another combo of agonizing punches, Lou fell to the canvas and groaned in pain. "That's what you get sucker!" Jasmine taunted. She placed her foot on Louise's curled up frame, flexed her bicep, and blew on her fist like the barrel of a gun. The crowd cheered as she posed for them, but they would soon be in for another special treat!

Jasmine would remove the lipstick she kept tucked in her busty bosom. With Louise still seemingly out of it, Ms. Cake would lean down to grab firm hold on the back of her head. She'd pull Lou's body up to kneeling position, before using her other had to apply lipstick to her foe's likely busted lips! She then turned her big booty towards the heel, so that her butt was right in front of Lou's face. "Kiss my cake, sugarplum!~" The Empress ordered, before pushing Lou's head in, to force those lips against one of her chocolate cheeks! The Wild Royal would also smother her opponent in this matter, forcing Lou to join the tomboy's Kiss My Cake Kingdom!

Louise was being soundly beaten on her own turf, by her fists, and despite the pain and fatigue, she couldn't help but show anger in her eyes... But that was all she could do right now! The Frenchwoman was half-knocked out, practically defeated, and the chances of Jasmine letting her catch her breath were slim!

No, of course Jasmine was going to take advantage of this to humiliate the Wildcat and end this match, this smother match! Louise groaned weakly in pain as her opponent pulled her hair, forcing Louise to kiss her lips, colored with purple lipstick, before being crushed under the mountain of soft but powerful muscle that was the empress's backside. Louise was forced to kiss her opponent's ass, her groans muffled by Jasmine's skin as the Frenchwoman's face continued to rub against it.

It was humiliating, surely the greatest humiliation and defeat for the Frenchwoman, who slowly closed her eyes, groaning less and less loudly as her body grew heavy. After a few seconds, Louise completely lost consciousness and let her face crash against her opponent's buttocks, now marked by her purple lips. The referee finally decided to intervene to see if Louise was still conscious and if the match was finally over with a Smother KO.

After using her iron fists to beat poor Louise into a quivering pulp, Jasmine would add insult to injury, by forcing the arrogant heel to kneel before her royal rump and kiss it! And Jasmine wouldn't just do this once, she'd move her booty (along with Lou's head) in a way that left multiple kiss marks on her tasty tush! Jasmine hummed and purred during the process, taking absolute delight in smother doming a heel.

"Welcome to the Kiss My Cake Kingdom! You are now officially an honorary subject of mine! And since you were quite the nasty little foe, your empress will discipline you with lots of time beneath her bum!" Jasmine explained, summarizing how her KMCK worked for heels like Lou. However, it was doubtful that Lou was properly processing all this. In fact, it soon become doubtful that Lou was even awake at all! The referee soon walked up to confirm that the Wildcat had indeed fallen victim to a smother K.O. The bell rang, confirming that the Booty Bomber had won this match!

"AWWWW YEEAAHH!" Jasmine cheered, pumping her fist into the air to the sounds of the cheering crowd. She finally let go of Lou, allowing her frame to plop unceremoniously to the canvas. The Mighty Monarch went down to Lou's unconscious body to speak suggestively into her ear, hoping her subconscious would pick up on it. "Dommy Mommy Jasmine is gonna leave you alone for now. But I'll be back for you, my new smother doll. Until then, make sure you ice-up those bruises, sugarplum..."~ And with that, Jasmine would make her exit, fully intent on making good on her smothery promises in the near future!

Winner Via Smother K.O: Jasmine C. Cake