L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Carroll Covett vs. Gil
Normal Match
Win by pinfall, submission or KO

Carroll was brushing her multi colored hair a hand mirror in the back, waiting for her LAW debut. If she as going to beat up some loser, she figured she might as well look good doing it. All she wanted was to make a bitch cry like a baby, no matter what it took. After a few minutes, the cue came p to enter, and out came Carroll to a rather negative response.

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Carroll couldn't care less about what the audience thought as she strutted toward the ring. She entered the ring, flipped off the audience, and waited on whatever bitch the LAW higher ups paired her up with...

It was exciting to be able to welcome someone into L.A.W, even with Gil being new to it herself, and likely knowing much less about wrestling than just about everyone, wrestler or not, she was far from the most traditional wrestler, she was hardly able to be considered a fighter, her style was nothing dangerous, except maybe to someone's ego...!

Though, in a non-smother match, Gil's chances of winning were much lower, unless the opponent she was going toe to toe with had a thing for it, she was rarely favored to win any of her bouts, smother match or not, but nevertheless, Gil came into matches with an energy that was hard to match!

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Gil skipped her way on out into the ring with a blast of confetti and blaring music, Gil, despite her rarely winning, and never being the favorite to win, always was welcomed warmly to the arena, being a fan favorite rather than a winning favorite! She high-fived all those she passed on her way to the ring, skipping along leisurely.

She slid under the bottom-most rope, laying her eyes on her opponent, someone of similar size, so at least it would be even in that regard! Gil approached the woman, laying her hand out in front of her. "I'm Gil, it's nice to meet you! I hope we can have a fun match!" She cheered.

Carroll raised an eyebrow when her opponent was finally revealed. This was the girl LAW gave her? "Ha! This is going to be easier than I thought" thought Carroll as the goody-two-shoes finally made it to the ring. Gil offered her a handshake, but, Carroll swatted it away, "I don't know whether I should wrestle you or change your diaper...We'll have fun alright..." Carroll said in threatening tone, "Anytime loser..." she said to the ref, who rang the bell. Carroll would attempt to push Gil down and proceed to step on her face, "Cry for me, little twerp!"

The hateful attitude that came from Carroll not only made the crowd want Gil to kick her butt, but the ref likely wanted it as well! Of course, they had to remain partial.

Boos erupted from the crowd, something that didn't seem to faze the bully one bit, she might have been used to it. Gil frowned, she had been insulted in similar fashion before, was it because she favored wearing cute outfits? Or maybe her personality? She wasn't exactly sure, but she couldn't let mere jabs like that get to her.

As soon as the bell rang out, Carroll gave a rough shove to Gil, knocking her flat on her back before pressing her foot right square into her face! "Mmm! No way...!" She tried her best to lift up the bullies legs, gripping at her ankle.

"Beg me to stop!" Carroll demanded as she rubbed her feet all over this little brats face, but, she didn't expect her to even try to fight back, so she was a bit surprised that not only did she resist, but, she managed to lift her feet off of her, and soon Carroll stumbled onto the mat, "You little brat! I'll make you pay for that!" Carroll yelled as she crawled over to wear Gil was still laying. Carroll would lock in a stomach claw, "I will not end this match until I see tears running down your eyes!" Carroll promised, gripping her opponent's abdomen as if she was trying to rip her belly open...

It was hard enough to understand where the anger and hatred from certain opponents came from, but Gil had hardly uttered a word, so she was even more confused than usual. But now wasn't the time to figure that out, it was time to win!

Gil succeeded in getting her foot of her face, but free from one thing only meant she was open for another. Carroll kept the pressure on, beginning to claw at her stomach, leaving red scratched marks from her nails digging into her skin!

Gil had to at least get to her feet so she could better prepare to make a move of her own, or maybe counter the next thing Carroll looked to throw in her face! "Ow! Get away...!" Contrasting what she just said, Gil tried to force her opponent close, attempted to warp her legs tight around the bullies stomach, looking to wrap her up in a bodyscissor!

Carroll, being a dominatrix, was used to her clientele just lying there and taking whatever punishment she would dish out, hell, some would yell "Harder!" but, she had failed to realize that this League was a different sort entirely, as she soon felt the legs of her victim wrap around her waist in a body scissors, it was enough to not only release the grip that she had on Gil's stomach, but, now she was becoming the victim, "Ow...Stop it now!" Carroll demanded as she attempted to pry her opponent's legs apart...

Carroll, being a dominatrix, was used to her clientele just lying there and taking whatever punishment she would dish out, hell, some would yell "Harder!" but, she had failed to realize that this League was a different sort entirely, as she soon felt the legs of her victim wrap around her waist in a body scissors, it was enough to not only release the grip that she had on Gil's stomach, but, now she was becoming the victim, "Ow...Stop it now!" Carroll demanded as she attempted to pry her opponent's legs apart...

"No way...!" Gil spat out back at her. Gil was never one who was the target of bullies, but she wasn't really immune, and in a match against one, she was target number one!

Her squeezing was only getting tighter, she had no intentions of letting Carroll go on her terms, if Carroll wanted it, she was going to have to try something else. Gil was given the opportunity to think over her next move, whenever, or if Carroll got out of this, she was sure there was a weakness she had, everyone did! She just had to spot it, and use it against her!

Carroll had failed to realize that this was a wrestling match, not a dom session, and now it was costing her big time. Carroll, in a pique of cruel irony, felt tears forming, as this girl's thighs were a lot stronger than advertised. Carroll had to swallow her pride as she desperately tried to crawl to the ropes and break the hold that way, and with every step she crawled, her anger boiled. No one was going to embarrass her like this if she had anything to say about it...