L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Angie was having way more fun in LAW than She could have EVER imagined mere months ago. Just getting dressed into Her new attire was a thrilling experience; the feeling of the material pressing against Her skin and accentuating Her form was just causing the blonde to already melt at the mouth in anticipation! While other "Wrestlers" would presumably train their toughness or endurance before a physical bout; Angie was having quite the battle of Her own as well! Except, the blond was battling the urge to masturbate in the locker room before even stepping foot through the curtain to the arena. Angie's fingers traced Her own body as She performed a final check in the mirror, feeling so utterly confident in Herself and Her body was not something the former porn actress though She could ever feel with such an audience as a wrestling match!

Angie's mind wandered to the thoughts of when She had gotten the upper hand and sexually dominated Her opponent in Her first win... Or even when She Herself was used as a plaything by Her opponents to squish and prod at once She had been fully expended of energy. It all seemed like a win-win to the blonde at this stage; this "Brielle" rookie She was facing better be prepared to lose no matter the actual outcome of the match!

An explosion of pink lights and upbeat music suddenly broke the silence and Angie enthusiastically burst through the curtain at the top of the ramp!

"THE FOLLOWING IS A NO-DQ MATCH! ON HER WAY TO THE RING; ANGIE SAMSON!!!"

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Angie's smile went from ear to ear as the blonde pranced down the rampway, waving to the adoring crowd! Although She knew better than to expect all of them to truly wish the best for Her; the mere fact She was receiving such an overwhelmingly positive reaction was undoubtedly uplifting! There was a seriously bouncy attitude to Her movements as She clambered the steps and slipped under the ropes with a slight stumble in excitement of getting things started- circling the ring a few times while blowing kisses out to the crowd. Would this kind of positivity be infections to Her opponent? ...Or would it just come off as annoying?

Brielle was having a bit of a rough start, although her physical prowess and raw potential was definitely showcased she had yet to actually come out victorious. Suffering defeat, sometimes even in an embarrassing fashion. Some women brutally violent, others even going to wild limits exposing her...intimate parts and toying with her mind, something she couldn't believe was real and not only in fantasies. While shocked to find just what kind of wrestlers and referees are in LAW, she would not give up. Tonight was another chance, she had garnered a decent amount of praise whether it was her fit beautiful body, her raw potential just waiting to be put together, or those who just loved seeing her suffer...regardless what she wanted people to know was that she wasn't just some toy for the other wrestlers. She hadn't dropped her prodigal footballing career just to be a punching bag somewhere. No she came to compete and overcome! To grow into one of the best and go against them!

After sliding on her outfit and looking in her locker room mirror she made sure everything was in order. Her black boots, her white nylon thong covered by her short black athletic skirt, topped with a black and white sleeves crop top to show off her fit toned body with a pair of black arm sleeves to help accentuate her muscle. The crop showing some tasteful underboob, an outfit that was as simple and sexy as it was practical. One of the blonde's favorite things about getting into wrestling was being able to dress in outfits that just magnetized admiration.

Brielle's outfit

Brielle took a quick look at her opponent's profile, seeing that "Angie" also seemed to be struggling in the W department. Hm...well one of us is gonna break the trend tonight...it's going to be me... The rookie blonde thought to herself, while having a preference to face the best, it was clear so far she may not be ready and was determined to take this challenge on. Can't really be choosy in times like this...well maybe we can have some fun with an easier night... She watched her opponent's entrance with a smile, Angie looked cute (although couldn't deny their similarities may have her biased) and seeing her bubbly entrance made Brielle chuckle. Thinking this woman may just have been signed for her looks...a jobber.

She was called to the stage as her music began to play and the crowd cheered

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Brielle made her way down the ramp with her arms high, the crowd giving the newbie some love as they were drawn into the athlete's beauty. Strutting down as the vibrant colored lights strobed through the crowd. Giving some fans high fives down around the barricade.

Both of these beautiful blondes were struggling newbies and the crowd was just ready to enjoy some seemingly fun action. The match was even No DQ, which meant anything could happen. They smiled knowing that these kinds of matches always had something wild in store and they were eager to see what tonight would hold.

Brielle jumped up to the apron and slid between the ropes and raised her arms with a smile, her toned abs shown off. She turned towards her opponent with a smile, "Let's have some fun tonight hm? You look cute, I'll try stay away from the face." She said playfully as she eyed up her opponent, extending out for a handshake. Looking forward to a seemingly easy night, a potentially welcome change of pace.

Angie had to keep it to Herself- At least until Her opponent reached the ring! But She couldn't help but feel giddy just seeing Her strut down in Her unique attire! Granted the sporty look an expression on Her face made Her seem more like hard business rather than the playful Angie- But that would just add to the fun!

"Wow, nice abs! I uh- I appreciate it!"

Angie looked down at the outstretched hand expecting a handshake in return- But She couldn't help but simply admire Her opponents... Physique. She was toned like a soccer player; Her sporty gear giving a sense of professionalism but still exposing enough of Her to make Angie lose Her composure just a little... She realized She was gawking at Her opponents body long enough for things to be awkward- would Brielle even feel the same way? Or was She going to be here to try and plow through Angie like She meant nothing?

Well, if Angie wanted to make things happen then perhaps it was time to control Her own destiny. To be the Woman She wanted to be in the ring~ A charming romancer who wanted to find the best of Her opponents- Win or lose.

Angie gripped Brielle's hand lightly and tried to hold Her composure as She shook it but Her eyes were very blatantly set on Brielle's body... Which gave Angie an idea~

"WAIT!"

Angie burst out a startled scream mid-shake as She brought Her eyes up to meet Brielle's!

"I- um, WE- We have to check for weapons! It's a no-dq match right? I-er, we gotta make sure that neither of us is concealing something! I saw this in the rules, I can request this so um; we have to do that first. Before the match."

Angie awkwardly squawked out Her extremely conspicuous attempt to have more time with Brielle before the match got underway in earnest- But She was correct that if requested a weapon check would need to be performed- And that check could be performed by the wrestlers.

"So um... You want to check.. me? First? Or I can check you first..?"

It came off more like awkward flirting rather than a earnest question on the right order to do things as Angie finally let go of the handshake and stood in a readied pose in front of Brielle. A rather dumb smile was etched across the blonde's face as She awaited Brielle's response; but somehow She didn't expect the fellow rookie to be too happy about this particular request.

Brielle chuckled, "There's no way that's a rule? Shouldn't it be done by an official?" She looked at the referee, the referee looked a little confused as well, so the woman ref pulled out her rulebook and well the ref turned through the pages and there it was, a wrestler can request a weapon check and may be done by the competitor's themselves to ensure no collusion.

"Well I guess that's the rules, I guess if we're gonna wrestle anyway then a quick pat down is fine. I'll go first." Brielle approached Angie, confused where to start as both women's outfits didn't really have any clear spots where you could hide anything. So she started with a quick pat down of her opponent's arm sleeves, quickly peered into the the fishnet boob window of her white top, then pat down the legs. Bending over as she checked the boots, Brielle's skirt riding up just a tad. Brielle would let out some annoyed grunts as she was eager to get going. She looked up and saw the blushing face of Angie as she looked down at her bottoms. "I'm not touching you there...it's tight enough to see...and if you put something up inside well...that's your problem not mine"

"All right she's good...your turn...and lets go love, I wanna get this show started!" Brielle said as she stood straight up and as if she was getting checked at a concert or the airport she raised her arms and waited to be checked. Her toned body and radiant beauty shining in the stadium lights. Tapping her foot with slight impatience.

Angie grinned from ear to ear once Brielle accepted the pat-down~ She stood eagerly in place and spread Her arms out for Brielle to feel Her... weapons... if She had any. Angie's playful smile remained as Brielle got close and began to touch Angie, starting on Her arms! Brielle's fingers glided delicately over Angie's skin, it was like the first step in the process of physical intimacy Angie was desperate to make happen as the match would continue~

"Mmm-mhhm!"

Angie couldn't help but let out a little laugh as perhaps Her own nerves aided in making it feel like Brielle's touch was tickling Her! Her eyes followed Brielle as She went down lower and lower; up Her boots and all the way too...

"I'm not touching you there...it's tight enough to see...and if you put something up inside well...that's your problem not mine"

...Angie's smile faded slightly- Perhaps Brielle was a little smarter than She thought when it came to Her intentions. But Angie's blush remained as Brielle finished up~ Angie's senses tingling from the informal greeting of Brielle's body to Her own.

Brielle seemed all business though- backing up and spreading Her arms to be checked while showing off Her... Her very well toned body. Angie simply stared for a minute at the impressive sporting physique of Brielle~ Her abdomen looked rock hard and Her muscles flexed their tone as She spread Her body enough for Angie to... To stare some more.

"uhh~ uh... Oh! S-sorry yeah I'll.. I'll check you! Just keep nice and...~"

Angie sauntered over to begin Her own inspection- Clearly wanting to take more time as She started with Brielle's arms... one at a time. Angie's fingers glided slowly over Brielle's palm and wrist; clearly feeling its way around Her bare skin and not even pretending to be specifically checking Her arm sleeves for weapons... Angie's expression was now one that almost looked full of admiration as Her mouth hung unwittingly open for a while as She made Her way up to Brielle's shoulders and rubbed Her left shoulder tenderly~

Oh man~

Angie's hands slid from Her shoulders down to Her chest where She had one finger on the ream of Her top and the others... blatantly against Her skin. She circled slowly around to Brielle's backside as She now had to step forward to... check Her back. For weapons. Angie's chest slowly squished against Brielle's as it looked like the two were engaged in some kind of awkward hug as Angie felt Brielle's back muscles, shoulder blades and just about everything She could. Angie was taking so long it was starting to become more than likely tiresome for Brielle but the pink clad blonde just didn't even notice- it was if She was just so mesmerized with Brielle's body that She just... kept feeling it.