L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Shame, too. Makie had a genuinely pretty little peach back there, and Alex wouldn’t have minded the view under any circumstances. But today, she had business to conduct. No rest for the wicked, sadly.

Makie’s pin had been a solid one, but, unfortunately for her, it put her in grabbing range of the bigger woman, never a place you wanted to be with Alex. She clamped down tight and put the pressure on, crushing her midsection while she tightened the noose around her neck, making the smaller woman fight for every breath.

She might have gone on like that for a while, too, if she hadn't heard Betty calling nearby. ”Let me in, let me in!”

Not wanting to give up the hold, Alex rolled, forcing her and her opponent to tumble toward their corner. One she was close enough, she let up on the choke for a moment, just long enough to reach up and slap hands with Betty, before she rolled away again toward the center of the ring, only stopping when Makie’s body faced the sky.

Betty hopped up on the turnbuckle in a single bound and perched there like a waiting bird of prey. Once she’d locked on, she leaped headfirst towards them, flipped forward at the last second, and attempted to come crashing down on Makie and Alex - but mostly Makie - with a Swanton Bomb, driving her hips down hard into the Japanese woman’s midsection.

"Ggghhhh...hhhhkkkk...." Gray spots were starting to form on Makie's vision as Alex compressed her like a tube of toothpaste. Between the taller woman's crushing biceps and killer thighs, Makie felt like her smaller frame was being crushed even smaller as Alex poured her considerable strength into the hold. Intense bursts of pain could be felt running up along her spine; Makie tried to extend her legs for the ropes, but they were too far, and Alex was not budging no matter how much Makie squirmed and tried to force a roll. "Mmmmdammit..."

Then, all of a sudden, Alex was forcing a roll in the opposite direction. After a few seconds of rough spinning, Makie found herself looking up at the arena lights, the chokehold easing up...just as Betsy came leaping down from her own corner towards her.

"Oh no--"

Betsy's hips collided hard with Makie's midsection, causing her to jerk violently in Alex's grip. She almost immediately fell limp again, her chest heaving as she was left panting hard after that brutal collision, still very much stuck in Alex's grip...

”Oh, yes.”

It wasn’t exactly pleasant for Alex to take this move, with her body having to absorb the impact that Betty was bringing down on her, too, but it was worth it to achieve the damage that a combination like this could inflict. With her body being squeezed like, having so much weight come crashing down on her midsection have to feel like absolute torture.

Betty rolled off, popped to her feet, swung about to face their target, making to give her hips a good roll for the audience as she did. She blew a quick kiss to Alex, who took the cue and unlocked the hold before the referee could get on them, dismissively tossing Makie to the side in the process. ”All yours, Bambi.”

”Thank you kindly.” Betty gleefully skipped over to Makie’s down form and reached down to seize the woman by the wrists. She pulled her, forcing her to sit up, the brought her leg up and gave her a few quick kicks in her unprotected face, slapping her around with her bare foot and even rubbing the heel in her nose for good measure.

”Sorry for that interruption, cutie. Let’s pick up where we left off, hm? Want to spend some good quality time with you…”