L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Anything Goes Match
Win via pinfall, submission, or knockout
Loser must kiss the ass of the winner

Amy’s career hadn’t gotten off to the best start. She had hoped to come in and wow everyone with her peerless beauty and her unparalleled wrestling skill. Needless to say, that wasn’t what had happened so far. Still, Amy had faith in her ability to turn things around. It was still early in her LAW career so despite the setbacks she had faced so far, things were still salvageable. Her redemption arc would start with Amy making her opponent kiss her ass. Literally!

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Amy strutted down the ramp with her usual haughtiness. She ignored the taunts and the jeers from the crowd and projected an image of confidence on her features. She slid underneath the bottom rope to enter the ring. She turned to one section of the crowd and stuck her tongue out to them while pulling down her eyelid, drawing a fresh wave of boos from the crowd before turning towards the entrance where her opponent would come from.

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Heather had been on such a back and forth hiatus with her career..finally getting the chance to fully dedicate herself in returning to the ring completely. She took a deep breath in and out in the back, slapping her own cheeks a couple times in the mirror before nodding. "Huah..alright Heather..come on.." She said to herself, finally nodding again before she stepped out finishing her preparations. She had heard her opponent hadn't had the best start..maybe this was a big way for Heather to come back with a decisive win like this..and quite the decisive humiliating punishment for the loser as well!

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Her theme played over the speakers..starting with a bit of a piano based version, the lights turning down in the arena as a sole blue spotlight shone on the entrance. Heather steadily came up from a raising trap door underneath the spotlight, dressed in her usual of her purple fishnet top, black bikini top over that, black baggy pants, black boots, and purple two-toned hoodie. She kept her head down as the slightly haunting piano and strings played over the speakers--before it died down with a bit of silence over the speakers.

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Then, the full version of her theme overtook the speakers, the lights flashing brightly as green laser lights spun out from the entrance. She threw off her hoodie, a wide grin on her face as she thrust her arms in the air, making her way down the ramp a little, getting the crowd as riled up as she could. She figured a bit of a special entrance for her 'return' was fitting, a beaming grin on her face as she was met with quite the loud reaction, basking in that sensation for just a bit.

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She made her way down the rest of the ramp, sliding into the ring and going to the middle rope in the corner, raising her hands in the air, staying in that position for a bit before hopping down, turning and looking over her opponent. She was..admittedly incredibly lovely looking, Heather having to focus a good amount to not just--start blushing a little already before the match even started, planting her hands on her hips and pushing her chest out a bit.

"Well!! Hope you're fully prepared to get your butt kicked tonight! I can't wait to have you on your knees kissing my ass!"

Amy had managed to get some information on her opponent prior to the match. She had learned that Heather had made a name for herself by taking on heavyweights and winning. Amy was not a heavyweight so she wasn’t really sure why the higher-ups booked her for this match. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that this was Heather’s first match in quite some time, having been on a hiatus before. If anyone thought that Amy was just going to be a warm-up on the way to stiffer competition though, she would show them that they were sorely mistaken.

“Hey now, that’s my line! You’re the one who’s going to be groveling at my feet and kissing my ass, which is ten times better than yours by the way.” Amy matched her opponent’s bravado with her own. While her opponent was kind of hot, Amy’s body was clearly superior. A fact that she emphasized by crossing her arms underneath her chest, pushing her breasts up as she did so.

Heather puffs her cheeks out at Amy's words, the girl going on about her ass being better than hers. She clicks her tongue, stepping forward, glaring at her just a bit. "Tch--as if!! Like your fat butt is anywhere near as good as mine!!" She let out in response..a little tint of red forming on her cheeks as Amy crossed her arms under her chest--pushing those sizable breasts of hers up..a size that as clearly bigger than Heather's. She grumbles out, trying to quickly shake her head to shake the blush off as the rules..or lack of--were explained.

She huffs, stretching her arms and legs out a little, trying her best to not just let her eyes wander up and down Amy's body..unable to deny how much of a looker she was. She slaps her own cheeks a couple times, just sort of grumbling out a bit, trying to snap herself out of the..bit of fluster she was feeling just standing toe to toe with Amy at the moment.

"Mngh..Hope you're ready.." She let out, arms up steadily, waiting for the bell to ring.

The subtle hint of red coloring Heather’s face didn’t go unnoticed by Amy. She smirked as her smoking hot bod clearly got under the other girl’s skin. She would take note of her reaction and put it under consideration for a possible avenue of attack.

Once the referee finished explaining the stipulation of the match, they would call for the bell to officially start it. Amy slowly approached her opponent with her arms raised for a test of strength. She would lure her in and then once she got close enough, Amy would kick the other girl in the gut.

Heather slapped her cheeks a couple times, just sort of ..readjusting herself to make sure not to let the situation get to her at all. A deep breath came in and out of her mouth, finally hearing the bell ring. She narrows her eyes, steadily approaching Amy in the center of the ring, her eyes roaming up and down the girl's body..trying to watch for what she was going for.

She saw those arms come up, biting her lip before she reluctantly moved to join her for a test of strength. Upperbody strength wasn't exactly Heather's main point..but she wanted to at least test and see where she was at compared to Amy...of course that's what she would have hoped for, but she was cut off right in the middle of it by that boot slamming into her gut!

"Gagh!?" She doubles over from the hit, holding her gut and stumbling back, face scrunched up a little.

Amy smirked as she buried her foot deep into her opponent’s stomach. The other girl had approached her to meet her challenge, never suspecting a thing. Amy wasn’t sure if Heather had been too busy checking her out or if she was just naive. Either way, Amy had scored the first strike and now she just needed to build up momentum and take control of the match. To that end, Amy would follow it up by approaching her staggered adversary, grabbing her by the head, and pulling her down face-first to the canvas with a face buster.