L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The locker room is as usual filled with pre-match smell, though Arianwen moved with practiced efficiency through her routine. She stood before the full-length mirror, adjusting the white and green crop bra that sat snug against her torso. The fabric strained slightly across her chest as she took a deep breath. Did she grow a size? Last time she wore this top was about a few years ago.



The white bikini panties rode low on her hips, barely containing her figure, a new addition in replacement to her usual skirt. The short white side flaps danced with each subtle movement as she bent forward to check her reflection from multiple angles. Her fingers smoothed down the material of her bottoms, ensuring everything sat exactly where it should. Though it dig snug on her curves though.

Next, the white flared sleeves with their green trim covered her arms completely while allowing freedom of movement - a practical necessity given her high-flying style. She flexed her hands experimentally, testing the range of motion.

Lastly came the white thigh-high boots with their intricate green patterns. Good grip on the canvas and the ropes, tough enough to damage some faces.

A wistful smile crossed Arianwen's face as she caught her reflection, the image stirring memories she'd kept tucked away. "Mmm... I wonder what you'd think of all this now," she murmured to no one in particular.

But now here she was - dressed like some kind of adult entertainment rather than a professional athlete. The skimpy attire wasn't unusual for LAW; everyone knew that. It was part of the appeal, part of what drew crowds and kept them engaged.

She blinked rapidly, pushing those thoughts aside. "No use dwelling on what could've been," she whispered firmly, straightening her shoulders and lifting her chin.

With determined steps, she grabbed her water bottle and headed toward the entrance ramp, the familiar sound of cheering crowd growing louder with each stride.

Wasn't she supposed to fight a cute junior?