L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Anything Goes Match
First to make the other tap out or pass out wins!

Heather took a deep breath in and out as she finished readying herself up for this match..one that had been coming for a good while. From her first little meeting with Steph, Heather had been--anxious to get in the ring with her. She was..a bit of a type that was sort of a weakness for her..those unfair curves something she couldn't get out of her mind--but she was shaking that from her head as much as she could. The girl had..gotten to her a bit backstage on their first meeting..the only time they've really gotten to see eachother..and just from that first meeting, Heather knew how much of a trouble she would be.

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Finally, her theme played over the speakers, heading down to the ring to a bit of a mixed reaction from the crowd--an anything goes match about to happen..first to make the other tap or pass out wins! She was dressed in a purple fishnet top, black bikini top over that, black baggy pants, and black boots. She slaps her cheeks a couple times--nodding as she slid into the ring. She heads to the corner, moving up to the middle rope and raising her hands in the air, basking in the crowd's reaction for just a bit. A deep breath came in and out of her mouth, nodding before she finally hopped off the ropes and moved to the center of the ring.

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"Huu--alright.." She nod to herself, eyeing the entrance for Steph's appearance!

The blonde giantess made her way to the ring. Clad in her usual slutty schoolgirl outfit, a tight white dress shirt, pigtails, a super short blue skirt and tigh-high white socks, that was bursting at the seams with all the meat she had on her, the 6'4'' schoolgirl was met by a mix of boos and cheers. This was the first time she stepped into the ring for an official match in LAW, but she walked with the confidence of a seasoned veteran. Getting close to a audience member that was booing her, she spat on her, before winking at the closest camera.

As she slid into the ring, she walked towards her shorter opponent, bumping her assets into Heater's and smiling deviously at her. "You're cute. You're gonna hurt today, you know that? You're gonna be my first stepping stone to the belt."

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Heather grit her teeth a little as she watches Steph steadily make her way down to the ring. That figure of hers--it was just unfair honestly, and her schoolgirl outfit certainly didn't help. She grumbles out a little, shaking her head to just make sure to focus herself as much as she possibly could. Steph was..almost an entire foot taller than her with Heather standing at 5'6", yet another thing the girl had over her, but she had defeated plenty much bigger than her before, sure she could beat her here! She took a full, deep breath in and out before watching her make her way fully into the ring.

She wasn't expecting her to just--walk right up to her like that, a little grunt coming from her mouth with her bumping into her! "Ngh?!" She let out a little grunt, wincing slightly, her blush clear on her face as she glares up at her.

"Tch..you're gonna be disappointed when you find out I'm no pushover..I'm gonna make sure to kick your huge butt all over this ring..C..calling me a 'stepping stone'...You're gonna regret that.."

Steph let out a big, belly laugh. Her tits almost hypnotically bounced up and down as she laughed. Then, without waiting for the bell to ring, she grabbed the smaller woman with both arms in a bearhug, trying to push her face between her huge tits right in the ample cleavage that her barely holding together outfit was showing.

She mockingly said "Can you come again? I think I prefer listening to you while you have a... muzzle on!"

Heather clicks her tongue as those massive breasts just jiggled in front of her with that huge laugh, making her grit her teeth in frustration. She clenches her fists tightly by her sides, fuming with how she was treating her. She wanted to talk back to her, but before she could do much, she felt those arms lock around her, catching her quite a bit off guard, her face absolutely lost against her breasts, smothered enough to just...totally be engulfed by her breasts!

"Mmph?!! mgmmgphn!!" She let out loud muffled yells against her chest, squirming and struggling in her grasp as the referee frantically called for the bell, it ringing to signify the official beginning of the match. Her feet slid all over the canvas, hands desperately pushing at her and prying at her arms, her blush absolutely beaming on her face as her breasts overwhelmed her!

Steph just kept pushing Heather's face inside her clevage, as, in a display of brute strenght, she lifted her off the mat, and started walking around the ring with the purple haired girl in her grasp, shouting to the crowd "This is who they wanted me to fight? Fucking pathetic"!

Her knee went up to probe Heater between the legs, making Steph lick her lips with her pierced toungue and add "Someone is enjoying this a bit too muuuuuch~" in an almost sing-songy tone

Heather whines out loudly against her breasts as she was lift right up off the mat, pulled and carried around by her! She let out loud whines and whimpers, her body twisting and turning in spot as her heart felt like it was about to burst from her chest, absolutely swooning from every little bit of what was going on. She was trying her best not to just get lost in the warmth and softness that smooshed and engulfed her face, struggling still with her.

At the feeling of her knee slipping up between her legs, she let out a loud muffled yelp, wincing a little more, her face feeling like it was about to set on fire from her teasing. She tried to shake her head at that, inadvertently nuzzling her face into her chest--before she desperately started just trying to slam her fists into her sides, trying to find some way to break out of this!

Steph's big body absorbed the blows without many issues, but Heather's punches were more competent than what she was used to in the streetfights she easily dominated in her hometown. Feeling the sting, she decided to change strategy: she charged towards a turnbuckle, trying to sandwich Heather between it and her massive weight, before finally letting her go and making some space, raising her fists lazily in something that could barely be called a guard.

She looked like a million bucks, clearly soaring in the boos and cheers of the crowd, but her breath was heavier than Heather would have expected at this point of the match, her breasts going up and down with each deep breath

Heather was desperately throwing those punches, trying to get some space finally--and it seemed to be at least working a little! Finally, she was released..though not in the way she exactly would have liked. Her back was slammed hard into the corner, a loud grunt coming from her mouth, jolt from the impact! She grunt out loudly, her arms looping over the top rope to stop herself from just collapsing.

Her chest was also rising and falling dramatically, trying her best to catch her breath as she glares over at Steph. "Kh..P-perverted..ridiculous.." She let out, shaking her head as she just kept on guard, staying against the corner for now. She had to play it safe for now, her eyes glued on her as she rest back against the corner.

Steph's breath was stabilizing, as she kept her distance. Winking at the purple haired woman, she ripped her shirt open, buttons flying everywhere, revealing the full extent of her cleavage, clad in a miniscule blue microbikini, little more than two triangles of fabric over her nipples. She squeezed her tits, saying "Wanna take a better look, you little slut?", taunting her hoping she would charge, getting a slow but lethal clotheline ready if Heather took the bait