"The Judo Fighter" Jenner Sky VS Audrey "Ginger" Trovit in a IWH
Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2026 7:14 am
"The Judo Fighter" Jenner Sky VS "Ginger" Audrey Trovit in a IWH
Match type: Iron Woman HentaiMatch Win condition: Iron woman hentai, forcing the opponent into moves and knockouts to build up points before the end of the time limit, which is 60 minutes. The match will stop if the ref sees a medical issue and will call it over for the safety of all the fighters.
Match unique rule add-ons: Sleeper-holds/knock outs do not count as a win condition; it will just add to the points.
The referee for the match: Referee Mills (NPC)
Ring Type:
Custom Ring
The ring is custom built. It has 4 sets of ropes, but the ring itself is 1/3 smaller than the standard ring size, with the floor being a tad softer material than a standard ring type, though with the law logo when both fighters are in a cage will be lowered, locking them in, and the clock starts.
Jenner Sky smiled faintly as she waited in the ring. The fight was a closed event, buried away in the shadows and open only to a select few who had paid good money for the privilege of watching. The audience remained almost unnaturally quiet, their identities hidden behind masks as they sat drinking and waiting for the violence to begin. Jenner, meanwhile, leaned back against one of the turnbuckles, her arms resting loosely along the ropes as she waited for her newest opponent to finally appear.
She wore skin-tight fight shorts and a white gi hanging loosely around her upper body, left open enough to reveal that she wore nothing beneath it. Through the shifting fabric, the outline of her nipple piercings could occasionally be seen, while much of her chest was dominated by an elaborate tattoo depicting a sprawling kraken-like sea monster. The **Strangle Depth** logo was displayed prominently across the back of her gi. Her legs and feet were otherwise bare apart from reinforced shin and foot guards matching her MMA gloves. Her fingernails were painted black, and her hair had been pulled tightly back, leaving the shaved sides of her head exposed. A thin layer of oil gave her skin a slight sheen beneath the lights, carrying with it the faint scent of roses and blueberries.
As the minutes continued to drag on, Jenner’s patience steadily disappeared. She shifted against the turnbuckle, rolled one shoulder, then flexed her fingers inside her gloves before glancing towards the entrance yet again. Audrey was taking far too long. Jenner had already seen photographs of the woman, and during the wait several ideas had begun forming in her head about exactly what she intended to do once they were finally locked inside this ring together. They had sixty minutes ahead of them, and every additional second Audrey kept her waiting only gave Jenner another reason to make those sixty minutes considerably more unpleasant for her.