L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Kotomi Ito vs Raspberry Riku, 'The Raspberry Rabbit'
Match Type: "Smother."
Win by knocking out your opponent or forcing them to submit via a smother-based move. Additionally, if a wrestler remains outside the ring for too long, they will be disqualified after a ten-count. Furthermore, if a wrestler performs an illegal move and is caught in the act by the in-ring official, they will be disqualified.
Standard rules - DQs, Count-outs, and the Smother KO must occur in the ring, and the opponent must be rendered unconscious via a Smother or tap out during a Smother. Any pinfalls, submission tap-outs, or physical knockouts will not be counted.


A...smother match? Kotomi was puzzled, not for lack of understanding, mind you, more so, wondering why she was being put up to the task given her assets, or lack thereof, to be specific. Well, it's not the FIRST time Kotomi had ever heard of such a thing. After all, Akari had participated in similar matches before. Those were very interesting tapes to study, to say the least. Not to mention, the Sea Turtle had delivered and been on the receiving end of such moves in other matches as well. It seemed to be a bit of a 'trend' against those who are...for lack of better words, well-equipped for such matters. Tonight's match was essentially operating under hyper-specific submission-only rules, where Kotomi would have to make use of her, erm-...assets...to the best of her ability. Of course, the petite, young Japanese woman was a bit anxious participating in a match like this with her less-than-full figure. Unlike her mother, sister, and even her cousin, she wasn't quite as well-endowed in certain areas. She didn't even have the muscle to bulk up her lanky form. However, she possessed a lot of heart and spirit, so hopefully that...paired with some ingenuity and clever thinking...would be enough to execute a good enough smother to knock out whoever she'd be facing tonight. With nothing left to do but go out and give it her all, she took a deep breath and emerged through the curtain once she was given her cue.

Spoiler

"...Entering first, hailing from Tokyo, Japan...standing at 5'11 and weighing in at 113 lbs...KOTOMI ITO!!!"


Kotomi stood at the top of the ramp, the crowd's infectious energy helping to ease her nerves for this bizarre ordeal she was about to experience. She made her way down the aisle, trying her best to flaunt off her cute figure, hyping herself up to the audience as she boasted about how these hips were gonna be the downfall of some poor schmuck 'unlucky' enough to be put to sleep by an ass this flat. Okay, maybe she didn't have to say that last part exactly, her butt was plenty big...right? Regardless, she made her way into the ring and rose to her feet, striking her pose before moving over toward her corner...

Spoiler

As Kotomi's music died down, her opponents music hit, as it blared at max volume, Raspberry Riku stepped out from behind the curtain, entering the fray as the arena's lights bathed the flamboyant rabbit boy in a vibrant, pulsating display of magenta and pinks. The Raspberry Rabbit was soaking up all the spiteful jeers and horny cheers from the audience. The hot-pink-and-black-tipped-haired beauty was positively itching to cause some chaos, and tonight, he'd certainly be able to get his fix.

Spoiler

As he sauntered down the ramp, he rolled his hips with each step, his thick, doughy ass jiggling invitingly beneath his booty shorts that strained against the impossibly thin, sparkly pink and black fabric, each cheek bouncing hypnotically as his thick, sprinkle covered ass and thighs slapped together. A pair of fluffy, black-tipped rabbit ears (attached to a custom-made headband) bobbed with every exaggerated step. A fluffy cottontail, sewn directly onto the back of his gear, jiggled in tandem with his rear.

When he hit the apron, he'd slide onto the middle rope, going halfway into the ring before grinding and bouncing on the middle rope, treating it like some horny millionaires manhood as she played up his lewd and slutty behavior for all to see before fully entering the ring. Once he was in the ring, he of course, would head to the middle and jump into a splits, slamming the canvas with his massive ass, before of course pushing himself up and bouncing and twerking his doughy ass for everyone to see, sticking his tongue out and flipping the crowd off before spanking his own ass with a loud -SMACK-, leaving half the audience disgusted while the other half drooling and looking to drain their credit cards credits for him to do it again.

Finally face to face with his opponent, he smirked, as he'd spin around, aiming his but in her general direction ass he stood up, butt first, giving Kotomi a very nice view, before slowly rising up, and looking over his shoulder "Hey you perv~, you done staring yet~"

When Riku appeared, Kotomi's whole world came crashing down, time stopping dead in its tracks as the slutty, raspberry-colored, rabbit-themed manwhore came walking down the aisle, parading his figure around like it was pure gold. To the crowd of gushing, horny onlookers...and Kotomi...it might as well have been as the dark-haired young woman was utterly mesmerized by Riku, her bisexual heart unable to handle how a guy like this could look like THAT. So...attractive. Kotomi had her preferences, but Riku was checking off boxes she didn't even know she had. How was it that this guy had such toned pecs and abs while possessing a set of hips fatter than the planets in the solar system? And the way he moved, every step making his curvaceous figure jiggle in the right way. He was firm yet bouncy all at once. Those muscles, contrasted by all those soft and jiggly parts that swayed in such a tantalizing manner. The slutty man's motions were hypnotizing to the black-clad rookie, leaving her speechless, only catching herself drooling just as Riku entered the ring with that raunchy display on the ropes, followed by his impressive splits and twerking display...and then his eyes settled on her, and Kotomi's heart skipped a beat.

Oh shit-...that's my opponent...oh shit, THAT'S MY OPPONENT-

These were the words circling endlessly in her mind as she struggled to say anything, fully realizing that she was at a COMPLETE disadvantage in this kind of matchup. Hell, she might be at a total disadvantage altogether. Just LOOK at those muscles...so stiff and strong and...fuck-...the gap between those sprinkles-covered pecs looked deeper than the sea. Kotomi was totally lost in thought until Riku addressed her.

"I-...I-...I-I-I uh-...wha-?" Kotomi said, stammering out her words as she had no idea what Riku said to her, his teasing statement going in one ear and out the other. She quickly figured out that he was likely taunting her for staring at his voluptuous hips, of which Kotomi was fully guilty of, considering she was caught red-handed...or rather, red-faced. Her cheeks burned with a bright crimson as her mouth hung open, her eyes glazing over while staying at Riku's full frame. They were the same height, and yet Riku had much more muscle mass than Kotomi anticipated. It was kind of alarming...those legs of his, those thighs and hips and-...those abs and...his pecs and biceps...Kotomi was lost in thought, not even noticing that the BELL had rung as she stood there, almost drooling at the sight of the big-booty bunny boy while thinking about whether the sprinkles on Riku's body were real or not.


DING DING DING!!!

Even as the crowd began to cheer and holler, Kotomi was lost in her own thoughts...as if the very presence of Riku was enough to throw her off. The typically witty, geeky, and feisty young woman was now speechless, backed up in her corner with her eyes unable to break away from staring at Riku's ass and abs...two lovely assets that made her feel EXTRA self-conscious about her own figure. Not to mention, the sizable package he was hiding upfront, which made Kotomi's heart pound as a newfound sensation of desire was taking over. "...j-jeez, it's like it's getting bigger or something-..." She mumbled under her breath.

RIku smirked wide. This girl was eating out of his hands and he hadn't even done anything yet~. I mean this was his favorite kind of match. One when his poor horny opponent is totally perplexed, or more so, entranced. Perfect~. He smirked as he clapped his ass more, literally bouncing backwards towards the girl, and before Kotomi could respond to what was coming, he'd quickly push his hips back, slamming into her stomachb with a hip attack!

"Oh my GAWD, like you perv, you just thinking of fingering yourself or something, JEEZUS you had like a full day to dodge that~" He mocked, smuggly pressing his huge ass into her, and Before she could even think about pulling away, Riku's hands shot back and grabbed her wrists. With a strength that surprised exactly no one who'd been watching his career, he yanked her arms forward and wrapped them around his midsection, pressing her palms flat against his toned, sprinkles-adorned abs. "AH FUCK, FUUUUUCK~" he cooed, flexing his core dramatically. "Go on, squeeze~, grope me~"

He began to bounce—slow at first, then faster—his massive rear slapping rhythmically against Kotomi's hips and stomach with each movement. And because he still had a vice grip on her wrists, her body was forced to move *with* him, grinding helplessly against his plush backside. "AAAAAH FUCK, FUCK ME~ YOU FUCKING DIRTY GIRL AAAAAH~" He moaned, clearly just purposly making it seem like she was doing it with exaggerated moaning "THAT'S IT BABY MMMMMM YEAH HUMP MY FAT BUNNY BUTT LIKE THE DIRTY PERV YOU ARE~" He dropped into a slight squat and *clapped* his ass against her particularly hard, letting out a breathy, theatrical gasp.

"Ohhh~ right there~! You're *such* a natural at this, holy shit~. Have you been practicing? Be honest~. Do you dry-hump your pillow at night thinking about boys with fat asses? It's okay, you can tell me~"

Kotomi was so distracted by her own intense infatuation that she didn't even respond to Riku getting closer. If anything, she shut down even more as she watched those hips bounce toward her, completely bewitched and frozen in place. That was until the Raspberry Rabbit stopped short, still peering over his shoulder at the woman, as if to invite her to come forward. Kotomi was finally beginning to pull herself together, opening her mouth to address the man and try to deny the 'pervert' allegation, only to be silenced halfway through her first word as Riku SLAMMED his curvaceous hips right into Kotomi's stomach!!!! The impact left the girl wheezing, doubling over as her body folded around the slutty Rabbit's ass. She coughed and gagged, knees buckling as the force of that Hip Attack had a shocking amount of power behind it...all that from a mere wind-up this close. To make matters worse, it felt strangely...good...and that though caused Kotomi's cheeks to blush even harder as she groaned.

However, things were far from over between the two as Riku proceeded to mock her for being a drooling, starry-eyed pervert, accurately guessing that Kotomi was so distracted by his entire fat-assed being that she couldn't even dodge an attack as simple as that, taking things a step forward by moving on from ridiculing her verbally to giving Kotomi an exclusive 'hands-on' experience. Before Kotomi could shove Riku away, the rambunctious and raunchy Rabbit grabbed her wrists, tugging on her with an impressive amount of strength as Kotomi could only squirm and struggle. Much to her surprise, he wasn't doing anything to harm her...in fact, he was inviting her to feel him up a little, placing her hands along his abs, making such lewd sounds in response as he beckoned her to squeeze.

Against her better judgment, Kotomi indulged in the offer, feeling how rock-solid Riku's abs were. They felt so much firmer than they looked...what was this guy's routine? "W-why's it so...o-oh!" She exclaimed. "Y-you must work out a LOT, they're so tough and firm, but they feel so soft too? What kind of core training do you have to go through for something like this? I'm freaking just thinking about it-..." She said, mindlessly rambling in her typically geeky fashion. This time around, though, she was fueled by an intense lust that she couldn't quite resist, especially not when Riku threw her into the deep end like this. However, this wasn't some pleasure cruise, as Riku had no intentions of just giving Kotomi a 'free ride'...at least, not like that~

In one fell swoop, he began to up the ante by grinding his backside against her, bouncing those thick cheeks against Kotomi's pelvis and slim tummy, his fat ass squishing up against her petite frame as the cotton-tailed Casanova worked his magic. With every bounce, thrust, and grind, Kotomi's body was dragged along with it, repeating it as she bucked back, unable to control herself as Riku mockingly commanded her to fuck him, calling her all kinds of names, belittling her while putting on the most sensual display possible, turning the cutesy, nerdy Kotomi into his partner-in-crime, a fellow sexual deviant unable to think about anything else other than fucking those round, curvy, plump bunny buns. Kotomi tried to deny it, to resist it, and to break free...but like a black hole, Riku continued to pull her in and stretch her out, melting her down with ease!

"I-I-...what? N-no, I-...ahhnn~..." She said, punctuating her stammered statement with a moan as Riku continued to thrust backward, his cheeks clapping rhythmically as Kotomi was sucked into the impromptu lap dance. Now her mind was filling with thoughts of humping a Riku bodypillow, those crimson eyes glaring at her as she let out a series of breathy moans. What was HAPPENING to her?!

"R-R-R-Riiiii..-kuuuu...w-wait...w-w-wait...C-can't...can't hold on!!!" She said, trying to keep herself together as sweat began to drip down her face from the heat and exertion, the friction overwhelming her as she felt warm between her legs, slowly getting closer to the edge. This was so humiliating, yet it felt SO good. She needed to stop this...but did she want to? Well, yes, but-...It was so exhilarating at the same time. Her mind spiraled, and her hands squeezed at Riku's waist, wondering when this would end as she pressed her face against his upper back and neck, breathing hard and heavy down his spine as her warm breath tingled his skin. The smell of his fruit-scented figure clouded her thoughts even more, making her cling to him tightly.

Riku felt every stuttered breath against his neck, every desperate squeeze of Kotomi's fingers digging into his waist. Her warm breath cascaded down his spine in shaky, uneven waves, and he could feel her heart hammering against his back like a caged animal. Perfect Absolutely perfect.

"Mmm~ there she goes~," he purred, rolling his hips in slow, deliberate circles, letting his plush rear grind against her pelvis with agonizing tenderness. "You're melting, baby. I can feel you slipping~. That tight little body just going weak for me~" He arched his back, pressing his ass harder against her, feeling the way her hips had started moving on their own in little thrusts that she probably didn't even realize she was making. "Sooo close, aren't you~?" he whispered, tilting his head back until his hot pink hair brushed against her forehead. "I can feel you trembling~. You're gonna pop any second now, huh? Gonna make a mess in those little shorts just from grinding on my butt like the desperate little slut you are~"

He let out a low, breathy laugh—and then stopped. Completely. Utterly. Smuggly. One moment there was friction, heat, rhythm. The next, nothing. Riku stepped forward, letting Kotomi's hands fall away from his waist as he turned on his heel, his massive ass now cruelly out of reach. "Oh my GAWD, your FACE~, HAHAHAAH" Riku cackled, pressing a hand to his chest in mock disbelief. "You actually thought I was gonna let you finish? On my time? FOR FREE? HELL NO~" He flicked his pink-tipped hair over his shoulder and winked. "Sweetheart, I don't come that cheap~" Before Kotomi could even process the whiplash, Riku's hand shot out and tangled itself in her dark hair, fingers twisting tight against her scalp as he yanked her forward, pulling her flush against his chest for just a moment—close enough for her to see the cruel amusement dancing in his eyes.

"Let's bring you back to reality, yeah~?" And then Riku launched himself upward, dragging Kotomi with him by her hair, her body lifting off the mat for a breathless, terrifying second, his powerful thighs spreading as he pulled her face down toward the canvas—

SMACK

Spoiler

His plush rear hit the mat first, cushioning his own impact as Kotomi's face was driven straight into the canvas between his legs. The sit-out facebuster landed with a sickening SMACK! Riku stayed seated, legs spread wide, his opponent's face planted directly between his thick thighs. He looked down at her sprawled form and let out a delighted little giggle.

"Awww, look at that~," he cooed, reaching down to pat her cheek condescendingly. "Face down, ass up~. That's a good look for you, Slutomi~" He gave her rear a sharp SMACK for good measure, before grabbing a handful of her tights and dragging her limp body across the mat toward the corner as he positioned her exactly where he wanted her—slumped against the bottom turnbuckle, facing the crowd, completely helpless. Riku stepped back, hands on his wide hips, and admired his work with a satisfied smirk.

"Don't go anywhere, now~," he purred, rolling his shoulders. "Riku's just starting to have fun~"

Riku's total dissection of Kotomi felt humiliating to the dark-haired girl, the way he casually spoke about her descent into depravity, a descent HE initiated with his entire being thrusting against her. Kotomi couldn't pull away, her body just stuck on Riku's as she wanted this moment to last forever, even after she accepted the fact that she might actually cum in front of a live audience.

The thought hadn't crossed her mind until now, but it seemed like a very real possibility, one that seemed completely inevitable. On one hand, it was totally embarrassing, but on the other, Riku made it sound so good...and so she persisted, following along, ready to give him every single bit of her as she was completely powerless to his body and charms until-...until...nothing, nothing came next. It was just a sudden feeling of emptiness as Kotomi was brought to the utmost edge of pleasure by the thick-hipped bunny boy, only to be denied her satisfaction. It was like being starved to the last second before a meal was served up in front of her, only to be snatched away right as she was about to sink her teeth in. She felt cold and numb, her head spinning as she became lightheaded, gasping desperately for air. The adrenaline wore off quickly, and now she seemed like she was shuddering and crashing like she was experiencing withdrawals.

That's when Riku broke the facade, denying Kotomi of everything he had promised her as the extent of her humiliation stretched to new heights. He face went pale, but before she could respond, his hand gripped her hair tightly, causing her to wince in pain. This moment felt like a haze, but the wake-up call would present itself to the Japanese woman once Riku SLAMMED her face down into the canvas, leaving her laid out and stunned in disbelief as she yelped in pain, kicking the mat in frustration while clutching her aching nose and head. Her butt did a cute wiggle while it hung up in the air, prompting Riku to give a nice SMACK that elicited a brief yet dirty-sounding moan from Kotomi's lips.

After this harrowing display, Kotomi was dragged across the ring like a rag doll, thrown into the corner, left wheezing in her drunken-like stupor as she gasped for air, begging for all of this to be some kind of fantasy as she couldn't bear the humiliation. Nothing made sense...everything was wrong...what was going on? This wasn't supposed to happen, NONE OF THIS was supposed to turn out this way...what had Riku done to her to make her feel like this? She knew the answer, but she just didn't want to accept the fact that he was that damn captivating, yet as he loomed over her, she could do nothing but meet his gaze with her trembling eyes, still filled with lust as her mind spiraled down this lustful abyss even further.

Riku laughed audibly at the girls state, lifting his foot into her face, roughly scrubbing, his bare sole into her features in a crude and mean way. “Stupid bitch~, you really are a pervert! Why don't you Tapo and let me just fuck your stupid face, bet you’d like it! Too bad tapping doesn’t count! He mocked, kicking her chest, before to be extra mean, he'd grab a hold of the top rope and stand up on her chest, squashing her bosoms under him, snuggly shaking his hips as he stood on her!

But of course, it was very clearly obvious what he was going to do next and it was likely he only did this just to make the girl wait for her next chance t some rabbit buns. “I mean you wanna think about my ass!? But y'know what sluts like you like more??” The rhetorical question was then answered as he’d launch off the girls chest performing the splits in the air, and slamming ass first into her bosoms, his fat ass dwarfing the girls chest, as if he was bragging about his ass being bigger then her boobs, before he’d adjust and shove his bulge into her mouth!”

“A fat fuckin’dick in your mouth, that's what!” He’d rigorously start fucking her mouth, doing it not only just to hump her face, but slamming her head over and over into the turn buckle pad, being as rough as humanly possible o poor Kotomi, trying to make her get a mouthful without even zipping his tights down!

Kotomi groaned, her body trembling at first until Riku slapped her in the face with his foot, scrubbing his sole across her mouth as she squirmed beneath him. Meanwhile, the Raspberry Rabbit was having a FIELD DAY with his newfound chew toy, humiliating Kotomi and verbally berating her for being such a pathetic pervert, punishing her for thinking otherwise by squashing her boobs beneath his feet. He stomped on them with relentless fervor, bouncing up and down on her like a trampoline, each press making Kotomi whine as Riku threatened to move her down a cup size. However, this was far from the worst part of it as the slutty bunny manwhore would vault up in the air, performing a sensual split while hanging on the ropes for a moment before DROPPING himself back down ass-first onto Kotomi's chest, eliciting a huge yelp out of her as she felt a ton of air leave her body. She squeaked and moaned, almost deflating like a balloon as she wheezed, but Riku had so much more in store for her.

In one fell swoop, Riku would shove his tight bulge into Kotomi's mouth, thrusting and humping against her head while grinding his fat ass against her chest. Kotomi could only gag and moan as she tried to breathe, only tasting the vague scent of Riku's package while breathing in bits of air that were tainted by the fruit scent of the Raspberry Rabbit's body.

Slowly but surely, Kotomi was beginning to fade...but by some fortunate grace and last-second adrenaline rush, she managed to push past the overwhelming lust and tension in her body, ignoring Riku's comments long enough to shove him back just enough to get clear from having his thick package crammed between her lips. She was left gagging and coughing, but at least she was breathing fresh air. However, the taste of Riku's tight trunks still lingered on her tongue and lips as she wheezed. For now, at least, she was still in this match...albeit barely.