L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Lucy White could be a little, impressive firecracker when she wanted to be.

"Arlise there's...there's people...uuurrrrrgh...!"

She could also voice her complaints about a hold more clearly than anyone Arlise Christiaens had met in LAW aside from Mizaki Tantka, a fact worth smirking over.

And smirk Lise did, the tilt of her lips partially hidden by her blonde companion's ample cleavage, as she worked the girl's sun-kissed midriff in a bearhug that had started playful but quickly grown a touch more intense as a few people had gathered up to watch the two LAW rookies, in their nicest bikinis, have their impromptu waterside scuffle. Lucy had invited Lise along with her when she had heard that a few from the promotion were taking the day off to enjoy the mid-spring warmth, and Lise was not one to turn down the opportunity to strut on the shore where other beautiful people would be mingling.

How had Lucy ended up suspended in Lise's squeezing arms? Never one to let her companions doubt themselves, Lise had gotten up close and personal with the blonde who didn't seem to believe that she had the toughness to deal with holds...and the subsequent embarrassment of submitting to one. Perhaps overly stimulated by the sun and skin on display, Lise had taken the opportunity to scoop her smaller friend into her arms and start helping her overcome her fears.

By holding her high and tight and leaving her to struggle for escape in public. "Liii...se...my...you...stoooop!"

Okay, she was just fun to squeeze too, with that curvy little waist and soft, warm skin. Especially considering she was too nice to take swings at Lise outside of the ring.

Settled into her none-too-vicious punishment of the blonde, Lise tilted her face back until she could see past Lucy's bikini-clad chest, taking a glance at how the small crowd had grown to watch the redhead enjoy herself and Lucy...not.

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As of late, Karen Starring's luck was about as low as could be. Wherever she went, there appeared to be women ready to cave her head in. Or women actively seeking her out. Often both.

Today it appeared as though Ms. Starring may have caught a break, as she opted to venture out to one of the few places, atleast in her mind, where she could relax. The beach.

"Ahhh...thank Christ..."

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Her figure showcasing every curve it had in that tight fitting black bikini of hers, Karen had set herself aside what she deemed to be her portion of the beach for the evening. Having set up little barriers almost with thickly stacked towels, as a way of trying to ward off would-be fans or otherwise, her figure would begin soaking up the sun as it laid down upon that hefty towel. The sun hot upon her skin, Karen was not the sort whom particularly cared for a full body tan nor otherwise. She simply wanted a break, and the weather was somewhat welcoming for such.

Though, peace and quiet was not on the menu alongside some self-designated isolation. And Karen, unsurprisingly, wouldn't have one without the other.

"Jesssssssssus...will you KEEP...IT..DOWN!" The crowd of would-be ooglers nearby would somewhat block the amazons gaze from what was transpiring unbeknown to her, though she didn't particularly care. The cries of a blonde she could not see were more than enough for her, and all that was needed to incur her wrath.

"Whatever the fuck you lot are doing over there...I'm warning you..!"

"Come on, Lucy...you have to admit, this is not all bad. You did agree I looked good in my bikini earlier..."

Lise had since turned back from the crowd to resume her slow, pulsing squeeze around Lucy's abs, sides, and back, and her words surely reached Lucy with as much of a muffle to them, given the size of the girl's chest, as Lucy's increasingly more garbled, desperate, and weak complaints returned to Lise. The redhead squeezed a little tighter to go with the smile that formed, but she slowly relented, her bearhug momentarily turning into a hug and a nestle against Lucy's stomach before she planned to...

...Lise leaned back and again took stock of the crowd as she heard a voice rise over the top of it, expression soured to match several people who had turned to look at the figure to whom a nearby raven head belonged. Then came another explanation...someone...did that woman say she warned them?

Almost forgetting she still held Lucy, even with the girl gripping her shoulders and groaning, Lise whirled towards the crowd to get closer and see who was doing so much complaining on such an otherwise fun, cheerful day...trying to ruin everyone else's.

"Who's warning us? Surely you don't mean to say that to the current queen of the beach."

A few yeah!s rang out among the gathered crowd.

Karen again failed to look even in the general direction of what was transpiring, even as the woos and the pleas of the blonde became somewhat louder. Trying what she could to bask in the sun, Karen took it upon herself to lean back flat, hands behind her head as she closed her eyes, seemingly believing that her threat was enough to earn her the peace she sought.

Obviously, she was wrong.

"I'm fucking warn-Queen of the what? What?!" Karen finally raised her head as she snarled, turning it to lock eyes with a redhead holding, nay squeezing a very busty blonde within her grip. It soon became obvious what the commotion actually was, given the sight before her, though it didn't at all improve her temper. Only pose more questions.

"The...The fuck are you doing? W..Whatever...go do it down that end of the fucking beach!" Her right hand raised, finger pointing far, almost to a point where the sand didn't extend to.

Wow.

Arlise knew she resided in her own little world quite often, but that she had not laid eyes upon the sculpted, leggy, bikini-clad woman, undoubtedly a wrestler, who lay glaring and questioning her majesty was a surprise and a shame. Women like these were hard to overlook. Further forgetting Lucy, the redhead left the blonde with rear pointed towards the raven-haired stranger as she hauled her smaller friend almost onto her shoulder.

"Queen of the beach," she repeated, confidently and with a challenge in the words, a fact that apparently drove the woman to more complaint. She was a grumpy one. Perhaps...spicy? Temperamental? Whatever the case, Lise's grip on Lucy became one-handed as the other went to her hip in further gall against the woman's complaints.

"Me, leave? I don't believe you've conquered anything here like I have..." Now recalling Lucy's presence, she gave the girl a pat on the thigh, eliciting a complaint that involved the words "utter embarrassment." "Maybe it's you who should leave."

Karen tried as she could to peel her eyes away, but the sight was too much of a curious one. Just what were these stacked beauties actually doing? She couldn't ask, because that would show she actually cared. Nay above all else with Karen, as per the last few years of wrestling, stubbornness and anger rose above everything. And right now, both were building over the fact the redhead in particular had denied her.

"What in the fuck are you on about?! Conquered what?! Ghh..!" Banging her fist against the covered sand, Karen's size would become apparent as she slowly stood upright into a dominant pose. One arm lazy to her side, the other held her ample hips, as she gave Arlise quite the scowl indeed. It was hardly a shock as to why.

"And you're telling me to leave...?"

Oh boy.

To think, Lise had considered Alaina taller and more stacked than she expected; one of the largest opponents she had faced. By comparison, the raven-haired, grumpy stranger proved even larger.

A smile crossed the redhead's features as she took the woman in. Surely the pose was meant to intimidate her, but someone of her figure in a bikini? Lise was only intrigued.

She took this as a cue to finally place Lucy back on her feet, and though she inched towards the stranger to match the intimidating pose at her own five and a half feet tall, the blonde's muttering and attempts to pull her bikini back on straight reigned in her peripheral. Not too worried that the blonde would clock her in the back of the head and leave her for the stranger to throw into the ocean, the redhead gazed up with her most...how did the term go...shit-eating grin?

"I am. You've done nothing to convince me to."

Towering over Arlise, Karen bared the blonde that was released no mind at all, save for the briefest of scowls. Her intimidating presence served as the precursor to near enough every encounter she had that went in a physical direction, and often enough, served Karen as a warning to the fact things were going that way. But one thing flared up in her mind as she came within pressing distance to Arlise. Karen had the height, and weight, most certainly.

But bust?

Arlise was huge, to put it mildly. And experience told her assets like that would most certainly come into play should things get physical. She should know, given her massive set was rarely left out of fights.

Snarling as she failed to stop her eyes latching onto that endless cleavage, Karen opted to match her next words with action. Right hand raised, she'd poke it quickly and hard into Arlise's collar bone, whilst offering a tone more sinister than ones before it.

"Final warning. Fuck off. Or I'll end you."

Within the giantess' dark gaze, Arlise, challenging, waiting for a response or for the woman to rush her (she seemed the type), saw one brief shift. One inkling that thoughts aside from her callous rage were filling her mind. A shift that only happened when...

Lise's smile widened. This woman was staring at her chest, wasn't she? Was that...Lise couldn't be sure by any means, but she had seen individuals glance at her bosoms that way. If it was an attraction, that was certainly one matter, but yet, Lise still somehow doubted that...

Then the woman got in her face, lay her fingers on the redhead, and she didn't budge...only a fresh thought entered her head. She gave the amazon's body a speculative glance, sizing her up, before her gaze lifted.

"Hey, Lise, maybe we should just-"

With a first step that kicked up the sand beneath her bare feet, Lise lunged forward, head dipping, and practically thrust her face into the rude woman's cleavage. But, at the same time, her arms whipped out and, despite the woman's great size and musculature, wrapped around her sides.

Karen was positive that any moment now, any second would pass which would feature the hefty redhead turning tail and running. Her blonde ally was sure enough giving signs of supporting such a decision, as her face showed nought but concern with even her tone mimicking that aswell.

But just as Karen suspected the redhead would make her exit, she found Arlise locking eyes with her own magnificent bust. And surely enough, putting her head right between the goods!

"Oh..you're fucking dead!" Not so much caring specifically for the fact Arlise had just dove into her cleavage as to the fact she dared deny her demands, Karen immediately put her hands upon the redheads shoulder and bicep. Fully intending to shove this girl off her without a second to spare, before near enough immediately committing herself to an outright pummelling!

A mild blush coming across her face as she began to exert, given she could feel nought but two giant pillows against her firm midriff!