L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

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The figure known as Amelie Roux had only recently begun to follow her adoring step-sisters presence in the world of wrestling, and today, with a smile to her face she found herself in quite the scenario. Namely, one in which she could one-up her.

For Amelie's selection of opponent for the evening was no mistake. Her grin still bared after she emerged before the masses, Amelie's body jiggled without end as the French giant made herself to the ring. There was nought special for her waiting in the ring, for to the naked eye, unlike the aforementioned Layla's encounter with her same foe tonight, the match appeared to be standard. If but with a crucial twist.

With the word 'humiliation' thrown around so much that it had near enough become attached to this match, Amelie rested her curves in the corner as her eyes turned to the ramp; mind swimming with ideas about moves and predicaments she would be surely forcing upon her massive foe in the match to come.

After all, she couldn't let the thought that Layla, in all her rookie splendour, was the superior woman of the two...

Soon after the entrance of Amelie it was the turn of her opponent to enter. At the top of the stage a new figure would appear and Elisabeth would step out into the open. The giant red haired woman was wearing her white bikini like outfit for this match. After a few seconds on top of the ramp and showing her body off to the crowed she would start to walk down.

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The British woman would be looking forward to trying out this new match type, or at least new to her. Humilation, sounded like fun. She could humiliate her opponent as much as she wanted and enjoy it without feeling bad… All the things she could do to her opponent…
When Eli would reach the ring she would make her way up the stairs and into the ring, heading right to her opponent. “hell there.” Would eli greet her happily, looking at Amelie from head to toe. Damn this woman was massive, and it was all muscle mass as far as the red hair could see. Muscular and hot!
“Hope we have a great match tonight! Let’s give it our all!” Eli would reach out with her hand and a smile to give her opponent a handshake.

Amelie held her stance - if anything pushing her already sizeable front out just a little more. She wanted to overshadow Layla's performance every which way on this redhead, starting with how pleasurable she was to look at!

When the stacked redhead made her entrance, Amelie licked her lips without even attempting to hide it. Dominating this girl was to be enjoyable in more ways than one it seemed, given how much of Eli there would be to play with!

Greeted by the redhead but saying nothing in return, Amelie stayed perfectly still right up until Eli approached her. Eyes dropping to that extended hand, she would look at it a moment, seemingly examining. Glance shared in between the two as she did, Amelie extended her own arm seemingly in an attempt to accept the handshake. Only it would instead go further, for a audible slap of Eli's juicy rear! One delivered with intention of pulling the girl close to her!

"I'll give you a great match alright.." She'd whisper with eyes slightly askew.

Eli would scream out in shock and surprise when her opponent would grab her rear end without any warning. She would open her eyes wide when this was happening, she wasn´t prepared for any confrontation at this point. So Amelie got no problem to pull the British woman forwards and mesh their frames together. She would feel how her breasts were pushed down by the strong breasts of amelie. Eli already felt a little bit intimated but also turned on my this. When the referee would break the two up Eli would leave her opponent without any word. She would try to bring some distance between the two and cool off again.

As soon as the bell would ring Eli would try to rush her opponent not trying to waste time. She would try to run at Amelie and pay her back a little bit. She would reach out with her hands and go behind her opponents back, trying to grab both of her butt checks and pull her in inreturn. Eli would shove herself into her opponent trying to force Amelie backwards into her corner again while squeezing her butt.  

Smugly laughing as nought was said by the redhead, Amelie gave but a wink as Eli tried to back away. Holding her confident posture, hands back to her hips, Amelie looked inviting and then some to her large breasted foe, as the bell rung out in the background. And with it, she failed to move at all.

Though not through laziness, as she watched with a grin as Eli paced towards her! Arms low for a grope of Amelie's big rear!

"Oho..?" Amelie licked her lips, not even remotely attempting to shove back at Eli as the chesty gal tried to force her into the corner. The French gals rear and back soon pressing upon the canvas, as she felt the redheads efforts to grope her only escalate!

A feeling made pleasurable alongside Eli's bust to bust shoving!

Eli though she had an easy game with her opponent here. She would smile while pushing her opponent into the corner. The redhair would try to make herself taller and shove her bust over the bust of Amelie to force the woman into a backwards bending position. On the face of eli was a happy and playful look. She would squeeze the butt checks of her opponent for a moment before whispering. “I could smother you into submission… do you want to get smothered in this corner?” would she ask with a quit giggling. Eli would try to make herself taller by standing onto her toes and forcing her bust over the bust of Amelie and towards the face of the French.

Whilst the idea of simply standing where she was to allow the redhead to freely smother away at her did seem like a fun one, Amelie was in the mood for an outright dominating match-up on her end. And now that Eli's guard was somewhat down, she couldn't figure a better time to make good on that thought!

With one little wink given, Amelie suddenly looked to come alive all at once. Head going alot lower than those massive breasts, Amelie looked to hug around the rear of Eli and pull up. Not to fully hoist the redhead off the ground, but to simply bring her to her toes.

Which would be ideal for what came next, as she Amelie looked to shove her way forward, and trip Eli with her own figure atop! Having taken away the balance of the redhead purely for that simple attempt to fall on her!

Eli would look totally shocked when Amelie would dive below her breast line. She would stare for a moment at the spot where the French was supposed to be. Only a moment later she would feel two powerful arms warping around her midsection and pressing into her soft jelly like belly… She would moan out lightly feeling how Amelie was squashing her in a gently manner. Suddenly she was pulled upwards and AMilie though her opponent would throw her up into the air… only to throw her backwards and make Eli crashland on her back hard. She would scream out loudly when she hit the floor and was then pancake under her opponent. Amelie was dropping right ontop of her turning her flat.

Falling straight upon Eli, Amelie was unusually thorough with her plans to control the redhead. Competitiveness driving her for perhaps the first time in her career, Eli would be left feeling the full might of the giant French gal pressing down to her shoulders. If only to keep them flat, as Amelie didn't look to drop her frame evenly on the massive girl.

But with her frame instead higher up - bust targeted right at the face of Eli, to put her in a dominant, grounded smother before the match even got going!

Eli would feel how her opponent would put her whole weight onto her shoulders… This was bad… The British woman would try to struggle and move. But she wasn´t able to get her shoulders up from the floor, they were nailed down good taking away her option to move and counter easy. Eli would still try to lift her shoulders up from the ground but her opponent would suddenly hold her massive bust over her face.
The bust was coming closer, slowly but surly… Eli would start to panic a little bit and tried to turn her face away from her opponent but this had no use. No matter how hard she tried to move her face away the bust would come and cut off the air and light from her going for an early smother hold. Eli would kick her feet into the mat like a small child.