Fighters: Harper "Cribul" Silva vs, Ibuki Dōji summer
Match Type: Iron Woman Hentai ( Fantasy edition)
Match Win Condition: The goal is to accumulate points by performing submission moves and knockouts before the 60-minute time limit expires. If the referee identifies any medical concerns, the match will be stopped for the safety of the participants.
Unique Match Rules:
Sleeper holds, knockouts and smother knockouts are worth 50 points each. These contribute to the score but do not count as a win condition.
Basic submission holds earn 5 points.
Iconic submission holds are worth 10 points.
Modified submission holds a grant of 15 points.
Hentai submission holds are valued at 45 points—three times the value of a modified submission hold.
Every achieved orgasm automatically adds 100 points to the attacker's score.
Referee: Referee Mills - dressed up to match the theme (NPC)
Ring Type: The custom-designed ring is 1/3 smaller than a standard size, featuring four sets of ropes crafted to resemble vine-covered ropes, adding a wild, primal aesthetic. The floor is made of a softer material than usual, providing a unique, organic feel. The steel cage surrounding the ring is fashioned with a bone-like design, enhancing the Amazonian theme. Bone-style turnbuckles complete the visual, giving the impression of ancient, tribal craftsmanship. The ring’s colour is altered to evoke the look of dense jungle foliage. The cage door will remain securely closed for the full 60-minute duration, with the law logo prominently displayed, adding a final touch of authority.
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The Start:
Harper emerged from the waterfall, her towering, muscular frame gleaming under the sunlight, each step deliberate and powerful as she made her way toward the stone platform. Her skin, oiled and shimmering with a natural glow, revealed the chiseled contours of her body, a testament to years of strength and discipline. Amazonian tribal tattoos, intricate and bold, snaked across her arms, chest, and down her legs—marks of her heritage and battle-hardened resolve. The symbols pulsed with the stories of warriors long gone, but their power was alive in her.
A smile tugged at Harper's lips as she approached, her eyes alight with anticipation. Somehow, she'd found herself in the presence of an Oni humanoid, a creature far smaller than herself—but Harper had learned long ago that size wasn’t always the deciding factor. She had experienced the sting of defeat before, and this match, though exciting, was about more than just winning. For Harper, it was about embracing the exchange of lust and power through the art of wrestling, a dance of dominance and submission.
As she reached the waiting Amazon warriors, one held a towel, another a cloth to dry her, and the third carried a small basket with oils and natural makeup. Harper let them do their work with practiced precision, but there was a playful glint in her eye as she allowed the touch of their hands. Her muscles flexed and rippled as the towel brushed over her skin, the oil adding a glossy sheen that only accentuated the strength in her body. Each movement was fluid and confident, a silent invitation for attention.
Her hair, long and thick, was styled in the traditional Amazonian manner—voluminous and wild, ready to frame the beauty of her fierce expression. The oils and makeup were applied meticulously, enhancing her natural beauty while keeping her battle-ready. Her outfit was simple but revealing, offering just enough coverage to show off her strong, toned physique without hiding anything. Her abs were defined, her legs long and muscular—she moved with a fluidity that was both intimidating and seductive.
Once her preparations were complete, Harper turned toward the ring, her movements sensuous and confident. She walked with purpose, but there was a slight sway to her hips, a flirtatious undertone to the way she carried herself. Before entering the ring, she took a moment to wash her feet, the water cascading over her, a final gesture of respect for the sacred space and her opponent. With a playful smile, she flexed her biceps in the sunlight, showing off her strength as she made her way inside the ring.
Her presence was overwhelming—both a warrior and a woman, ready to challenge the Oni humanoid. Harper positioned herself at the side, her eyes burning with anticipation, a silent invitation to her opponent. Now, it was just a matter of waiting for her challenger to make her move.
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