L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

POW Match
Winner must be decided by Pin, Submission, or K.O.
Winner gets control of the user for 24 Hours.

It was a beautiful, sunny day. The type of day that brings people out of their homes and out to the beach...

...to enjoy the nonstop action of LAW's special Beach Show!

Alice Starr

Alice was hopping around in the "backstage" area, which was essentially just a blocked-off section of the beach. They had a makeshift stage set up complete with curtain and video screen, and a small catwalk leading to the ring.

Never one to turn down any match request or stipulation, Alice had signed up for the POW match, though she was more interested in just having a fun day at the beach. This could be fun though! A lot of fun.

She adjusted her Bikini, making sure everything was all in place before she was to head out. Perhaps a bandeau-style top might not have been the most practical idea, but what fun was wrestling if you couldn't dress up in cute outfits?

Theme Music

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Finally, the opening chiptunes of her Theme Song hit, and she burst out from behind the curtain. She grinned as she looked around at her surroundsings, seeing the fair amount of people that had gathered along the beach to watch the matches. She raised her wand, though the bright sun mostly ruined the shine and sparkle effects it was giving out. It didn't really matter though, she was excited to begin!

She skipped down the catwalk, winking at and waving to a few fans before she hopped into the ring. When she got to the center of the ring, she raised her wand again before doing a quick twirl and bringing her hand up to her face, mimicking what she wanted to be her signature Magical Girl pose. Finally, she turned to the referee and announcer and gave them a quick smile and bow before moving to her corner, awaiting her opponent...

Blaise won a single match. One match! One match against a LAW girl on television, and every jaw was on the floor. His meticulous record of straight losses has been destroyed! The management at his federation was too stunned to even realize what was happening when a contract was slid in front of them. Not only did Blaise win a match, but someone - someone who actually knew his abysmal record - wanted him in their federation. Without collecting their jaws or even looking at the contract, the management signed away their rights to the spunky teen.

Blaise was happy to jump ship. It wasn't because he didn't enjoy doing things in his federation - he's liked every federation he's been in! But this one was a new brand of LAW, one that focused on mixed matches. Blaise doesn't consider himself a pervert, but come on. What sane guy would pass on that? Granted, he expected it to just be about the wrestling itself. You know, tangle with a girl, pin her down, soak in the glory.

Oh no. The higher-ups had other things in mind for the young Mr. Cameron.

"A what now?"

That was his response when he was told the match stipulation. One contender owns the other for a day!? But-.. but-.. that doesn't seem normal! Is that even legal? Is this slavery!? What if his opponent is a complete jerk!? The end result is precisely the one the management was hoping for: Blaise determined in himself to not lose.

"And here's your gear for the day," said the representative, holding forth a navy blue speedo.

Still with that determined look on his face, Blaise responded in the most reasonable way possible: "The Hell you say to me?"

Fastforward to now!

Blaise

Wearing naught but a speedo and a perpetual blush, the athletic teen stands behind the opposite curtain to Alice's entrance. Her music seems so... what's the word he's looking for? Maybe he should've checked out his opponent before the match begins. But the audience seems to like her well enough. He's the interloper here, what with wagging his big ol' Y-chromosome in everyone's faces. He'll have to work harder to win them over!

He first lines of his themesong hit what LAW is charitably calling their 'arena for the day', and when the electric guitar kicks in, he throws back the curtain! Stepping forward, he raises his right fist into the air with a weak, sheepish smile. Sure, his typical trunks aren't much more coverage, but just the nature of speedos being, well, speedos, is throwing him. "Aheh, yeah, I know, I know...," he murmurs to himself as the audience gives him a mixed reaction of polite and dismissive.

He trots to the ring in a hurry, anxious for this moment to end. On his route there, he spots the bikini-clad blonde with the big blue eyes and-

'Oh, wow, she's really cute-'

Wham. He trots directly into a turnbuckle.

Further embarrassed, Blaise staggers back a step and shakes his head. Foregoing his usual showmanship, he scrambles between the ropes and into his corner, eyes glued to his opponent. His mouth opens a few times to shout something to her, but nothing clever comes to mind; just the match stipulation, over and over again. Getting her for a day could be fun. But only if she's into it. She would be, right? Otherwise, she'd duck out! Right? Wait, why didn't he?

The referee-girl seems content, having inspected him for foreign objects. She may have taken a few liberties with her inspection, however, eliciting a surprised yelp from Blaise. She flails an arm to signal the bell to begin, then motions the two competitors to the center of the ring to get things underway!

*DING*

Blaise has a halting start, but soon finds his footing, moving towards the center of the ring with his arms raised a bit, fingers splayed, inviting the girl to lockup with him.

Alice tilted her head when she heard the opening licks of her opponent's theme song. It sounded like one of the songs she would hear at one of her uncle's family barbeques -- it definitely reminded her of home, a little bit.

However, when she saw her opponent step through the curtain, her face lit up. Her opponent was a boy! A cute boy, at that! She didn't really have much experience wrestling other guys outside of training and sparring just yet, but she was certainly excited to try something new.

She locked eyes with him as he approached the ring...

...and he crashed directly into the turnbuckle. She gasped a bit, but smiled over at him when he seemed to be okay. She kept her eyes locked on him, and couldn't help but giggle when she saw his attempts to try and make conversation. They hadn't even started yet and he already seemed quite flustered, how adorable! She definitely could use this to her advantage.

It wasn't much longer before the referee called for the bell, and the action was underway. Alice took a few steps out of her corner, but rather than going straight for the lockup, she stopped and waved at him, letting her big blue eyes gaze up into his own.

"Hey there, cutie!" she said, giggling a bit. "My name's Alice, it's nice to meet you!" She grinned up at him and batted her eyelashes at him before flashing him a little wink. "Lets try and have a fun match, okay??"

With that, she moved in towards him, bringing her hands up in a defensive stance. She definitely would be fighting an uphill battle in terms of size and strength, so getting into a straight up grapple war with him would be quite silly. If she could keep him flustered and on his toes, however, she might be able to pull this off.

She stepped in, raising her hands to match his grapple, but at the last second she spun around and aimed a spinning back kick directly at his stomach!

Blaise is just trying to focus on getting things going and not making more of a fool of himself. Speedo-wearing dope walked right into a corner post, and probably looked like a fish trying to talk to her. Ugh. LAW is going to think he has brain-damage.

Making matters worse, Alice is denying him the hasty start he wanted! And she's doing it by being chatty and gawd why did she have to be so cute? She seems like such a sweetheart! "Y-yeah," he finally says with a lopsided smile. "I'm- I'm Blaise! I'm gonna beat'cha, though!"

Did he really just say that? So lame.

He gives his head a quick shake, and lunges in to lock up! His efforts are received with the girl's foot planting into his midsection. Blaise's body is toned, the youth being athletic and very physical. The midsection she's kicking is sleek with six-packed abs, and they do the job of absorbing most of the blow. But he's still jarred, left bending forward. "Hff..!"

Alice grinned as she successfully hit her kick, making her opponent double over. His toned, muscular body wasn't lost on her, and she could definitely feel firsthand just how strong his abs felt. She didn't explicitly join LAW for the purpose of getting up close and personal with anyone, but she certainly wouldn't mind exploring this particular body a little further. Though, given the stipulation, there would be plenty of time for that after the match, of course!

"Oh, you're gonna beat me, are ya?" she asked, gently reaching out and ruffling her fingers through Blase's brown hair. "I'd love to see you try, cutie! Oh gosh, when I beat you here in this ring, we're going to have SO much fun for the next 24 hours..."

Not wanting to squander her opportunity, Alice ran towards the ropes and leapt into them, bouncing back and attempting to hit Blaise with a springboard crossbody!

Freaking Hell, even when she's taunting him, she's endearingly adorable. And of course she'd have to mention the stipulation. But he wants to be the one calling the shots! She could want him for really freaky or nefarious things, so it's in his best interest. Plus, having her all submissive and-

He's losing focus. He could just hear his trainer freaking out at him. So he puts his gaze back on the girl with the fluffy blonde hair, his own brown tussled now. She takes off for the opposite ropes, and he straightens his back. Her feet plant to the ropes, and she springs back at him. He knows what this is! He shifts his right foot back to brace himself, and as her body comes angling in towards him, his arms shoot out to catch her! One hooks under her neck, the other between her legs, her body stretched across his chest!

"Gotcha!"

Can he hurt her, though? As sweet as she seems to be? He hesitates with her in his arms, head tilted to look towards her face. Wait, she kicked him a second ago. Yeah, he can hurt her. It's the sport, after all!

Blaise drops to a knee, aiming to drive the girl's back across the upturned knee in a picture-perfect backbreaker!

Wow! For it being her first ever match against a guy, she was doing quite well! The match had just begun and she already had him bent over and flustered. Alice wasn't one to try and tackle things slowly, so she tried to strike while the iron was hot and hit him with another of her favourite moves, the springboard crossbody!

She closed her eyes, smiling as she rebounded through the air...

...and landed directly into her opponent's waiting arms. Shit. She severely overestimated the time he'd actually be incapacitated by her kick.

"Eep!" Alice shrieked, squirming around in his arms to try and escape. Her efforts were in vain, however, and all she really managed to accomplish was to brush her chest up against his. Before she could say anything else, she felt him lifting her up for a moment only to bring her down.

"Ack! Nonononononono..." Alice cried out as he dropped down, splaying her across his knee in a vicious backbreaker. "Aaaaaa!" She cried out in pain, her breasts jiggling a bit upon impact.

For the time being, Alice could only just lie there on his knee, trying to catch her breath. Her bare midriff and relatively perky chest were on full display, and certainly seemed like the more...alluring targets, at the moment.

The way her body moves and arches as he executed the move draws considerable attention, and not just from the free-range cameras or audience. Alice is a rather.. perky girl, isn't she? And not just in personality.

Blaise places one hand on her bare thigh to keep her legs down, letting her upper-half dangle to the mat. Her body stretched on display is admired, from her hips to her stomach, and on to the curvature of her breasts. It's nothing he didn't already realize, of course; Alice is sexy. But her body looks inviting in this position - too much to pass up. His free hand places over her chest just above her breasts, pushing down to pressure the arch of her spine. But it doesn't end there! The teen leans in, aiming to headbutt against the pit of her taut, unprotected belly!

Alice laid there on his knee, about as one could comfortably lay essentially upside down, hanging there with a knee in your back, anyway. All she just needed was another moment to regain her composure...

When she felt his hand on her thigh, he could hear some small murmurs ecsape her lips. His strong hand admittedly felt pretty nice against her soft skin, almost enough to make her temporarily forget where she was.

...That quickly changed when he placed his other hand above her chest and pushed her further into the backbreaker hold. Her eyes snapped open and she began to wildly squirm and flail around as much as she could in his grip, which admittedly wasn't a huge amount.

"Nnnnnnh hey! Let go of m---ugh!" She was interrupted mid sentence by a rough headbutt directly into her midsection, knocking the wind out of her. She fell limp again in his arms, coughing and trying her damndest to catch her breath so that she could try to string together some sort of offense. In the meantime, though, she was completely at his mercy.

Blaise's face lingers against Alice's bare stomach for a couple seconds more than strictly necessary, enjoying the feel of her skin. But he raises again in short order to look back down at her, dangling helpless in that predicament. Her stomach makes for a pretty tempting target still, and he should really ride out this opportunity as long as he can!

The hand at her thigh lifts high into the air, partly to signal to the audience that something else is coming. It lowers again, fingers splayed to dig in and clamp at what abdominal muscles the blonde may have on display in a stomach claw! Even if she has no defined abs, her stomach is subjected to an agonizing squeeze!

"Still sure you're gonna be the one to win today?," he calls back down to her impishly.