Best Two Out of Three: Evelyn Fallanger (D) vs Dr Mina Takemi

[Monsy]

Best Two Out of Three
Falls are gained via: Pin, Submission, Climax.

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L.A.W was ready to debut another rookie, none other than Evelyn Fallanger, or Miss Fallacy. After dreams of making it within a big promotion, from a little girl glued to the TV, to the indie gigs she did not too long ago, to her arrival in L.A.W - the stars had aligned for this rough talent, but... She couldn’t deny she was a little anxious…-ly excited! While confided in her dressing room, she performed several stretches, listening to rock to amp herself up. She was dressed in an American themed outfit. An ocean blue cropped jacket with a red stripe along the shoulders, hemline, down the sleeves, and filling the coat's interior. Her semi-scantily clad top and bottoms were spangled with red and white stripes, bolstering stars - representing her homeland. Brown leather gloves, the right arm bearing a brown sleeve that hugged her forearm, a loose brown buckled belt sat on her hips. And doing up her hair, she created a flower-like display of hair in the back, sticking up like ivory petals while the majority was draped down one side, swinging like a fluid stream of pearl.

“Alright, me, you got this. You gotta go out there, wear down whatever small-fry they throw at you, and get two wow-looking falls. It’ll be easy peasy. They got nothing on me, yeah!”

She slapped her cheeks in tandem, then finger-gunned the mirror with one hand by her hip, the other arm extended outward, poking the glass. Beaming at her reflection, she took a deep breath. A knock on the door beckoned her attention, “Yeah?” She said, “They’re ready for you, Evelyn!”

“You worked hard for this. We can’t let anyone down.”

Satisfied with her pep-talk, she left the room, strutting towards the ring. A mindset swelled with confidence. She couldn’t wait to get things started, prancing her way onto the rampway, perfectly timed for the starting thumps of her chosen song: This is It.

“This is a Best Two out of Three Match. Introducing first, making her debut from Venice Beach, California... Miss…. Fallacy!”

The audience cheered. Their approval was like candy to the rookie. Enthralled by it, she jumped with glee, trying to capture their attention with a small sway of the hips, raising a finger straight above her head, then strutting down the rampway. Skipping to one side, she waved some more, granting a few high-fives before doing the same on the other side. Executing a lap around the ring, she marched up the steps, turning towards the crowd where she gave them two finger-guns, one by her hip, the other arm outstretched, replicate to the mirror gesture. Once she finished her little theatrics, she slipped between the middle and top rope, scaling a turnbuckle where she waved one more time, just as her music faded.

“I promise it’ll be a good show!” She yelled, albeit unsure if anyone heard, so she dropped down afterward, turning around as her theme died down. Now… She waited for her opponent, hopping up and down in her corner.

Miss Fallacy

[SuckerPunch]

Amy Winehouse, Teach Me Tonight

https://youtu.be/sGcSScwRifg

Dr. Takemi's entrance hit! The arena was shrouded in green light as she stepped out onto the stage, bathed in the hue of envy. She drew in a breath, looked down, and crossed her arms under her breasts. She hugged herself and drank in the moment. Suddenly both arms exploded out and upwards in triumph as she greeted the LAW audience with the promise of a dynamic show!

The mature woman walked down the ramp all smiles. She sashayed towards the ring in her wrestling attire. A green one piece that highlighted her best assets. The leotard was painted on; it hugged the swell of her breasts and barely covered her thick backside. It was cut in the classic 80's style, an homage to her roots, with some modern embellishment. It pulled everything tight and made The Ring Therapist look every bit as sexy as she was powerful.

Once inside the ring she'd lift her palms to the bottom of her bobbed hair, making sure it was perfectly styled. She then placed one foot on the bottom turnbuckle and bent over. She tossed a coy look over her shoulder at her motherly opponent. The pose offered the crowd a full view of her curvaceous figure. From her heavy lycra veiled breasts; To the fullness of her thick, pale thighs. And most importantly, her round, perky, perfect ass.

"Introducing her opponent! Weighing in at 169 lbs, fighting out of Hokkaido Japan! She is! The Motherweight! Mina! TAKEMI!"

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Mina threw her hands in up to bask in her herald! The crowd erupted as the magnificent MILF put herself on display in the corner! She'd hop down allowing her thicc backside to jiggle enticingly!

She'd then move to the center of the ring greet her opponenet. A debut. A beautiful, young debut. Dr. Takemi has served as a gatekeeper in LAW. A mid-card combatant that put hopefuls to the test! A sexy defeat or a hard fought victory... Which would this fresh-faced rookie taste today?

What's more, Mina had a taste for younger women, and this Miss Fallacy more than fit the description! Something that Evelyn could already sense from the way Mina devoured her with her eyes.

"Are you sure you want to go more than one round with the Motherweight? That seems rather bold of you, cutie." Mina stated plainly.

"Mm. But you are a treat. I wonder... Should the first fall be pin. Submission." She grinned at the woman as she assessed her. Her deep green eyes sliding up the woman's thighs and roaming over the fabric that hid her slit. "Or climax!" She bit her lip suggestively at the last and hummed out a soft sigh. "What do you think baby girl? How would you like Mama to put you away?"

[Monsy]

Evelyn didn't fancy herself an astute individual, but the moment she saw Dr. Takemi, she soaked in an aura of experience. Compared to herself, Evelyn surrendered any hope of overpowering them, so she’d have to rely on speed to get the job done. But like herself, their attires did well to suit their frames, a powerful cocktail of curvaceous and suppleness compacted in a leotard. Despite their looks, they looked threatening. She’d been mistaken; they were supposed to throw her an easy match! Instead, she’d face a veteran! Their prowess was all so clear, reaffirming her resolve to make an impact! And she was honoured too, so when she caught Mina's eye, she offered a wave with an added wink. As Mina had, she’d offer nothing but sheer confidence and flair, but it was apparent Mina got a superior reaction. Hopefully, that fortune would sing her praises and instead, spurred on with an upset! Dreams which Evelyn yearned for, to put away a veteran and bask in its rewards like a pot of gold.

But first... She’d have to beat her, just like she promised herself. It can be done. She was going to.

Now face-to-face with The Motherweight, she stood tall with two feet shoulder-width apart, hands squared against her hips with her palms nursing her bare sides. She gave her opponent a welcoming grin, brimming with all her pearly whites and the confidence of a monarch, showing no signs of waver and overflowing with eagerness. Knowing this match had… special rules, she should’ve expected a bit of word foreplay on the matter, but the naivety of the rookie gut-punched her composure, following a tingle of pink to blossom across her peach-coloured cheeks.

How they eyed her, picked her apart with just a gaze and a few timely words to kick her balance. She had thought these match-ups were just a way to get people into seats… My, my, it seems like this time, it was for real! But even so, that would only make more people like her! She did her best to stay mounted in the saddle and not show any more signs of waver. In fact, she decided to step forward, craning her head a little more to compensate.

“H-Heh! Good luck getting any one of those. When it comes to rookies, I'm as great as they come, so you better watch out, Miss Takemi, or it might just be you who’s left shivering."

She replied with an added snicker, lifting a finger towards their own head as she made her point, then opened the rest to offer a hand to shake.

“It’s my debut, so I’ll have to make an example out of you. No hard feelings, though, right? This show will be a knock-out!”

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There were some women in LAW who joined the league in order to get to the debauchery. Women for whom exotic dancing simply wasn't violent enough. Or who lavished in the experience of sensually dominating another person. Where else could you find such an opportunity? They always put butts in seats. Beautiful women with ravenous appetites for other beautiful women.

But then there were the combat Athletes. The young pro wrestling fans. The girls who grew up in dojos and boxing gyms. Fit physical specimens with an acumen for the sport. But no sense for the sensual. Those were always the sweetest. And as Evelyn blushed bright pink, Mina knew exactly which type she was!

"Oh? You don't want to choose then?" She grinned as she crossed her arms under her heavy breasts. The posture supported and lifted her heavy orbs, displaying them prominently. They were undeniable. Like the rest of her feminine curves. "Then I'll choose for you." She gave her a wink. "Just remember that I gave you the opportunity hm? I don't want to hear any whining." She smirked patronizingly. "Unless it's the sexy kind."

Mina's hand clapped against Evelyn's as she extended it for a shake. Her fingers wrapped about Evelyn's and engaged in an assertive, if not sporting handshake.

"Oh don't worry baby girl. By the time this match is done, everyone will know everything you've got to offer. Count on it." Her eyes drank in the woman's body once more. However, this time it was pointedly. A threat. Mina Takemi was promising to strip Evelyn Fallanger of her modesty entirely.

Mina would release Evelyn's hand, assuming she had nothing sneaky planned, and return to her neutral corner. Just in time for:

*DING DING DING*

[Monsy]

Fearing opponents was something she always faced deep down. Great competition lay everywhere, more experienced, better, those with feats to their name, a reference of what she had to overcome. This became cloaked under Evelyn’s genuine spirit, in thrall to laced-up bravery, wanting nothing but to test herself. But with Mina, things were much different. Bold words, laced with clear intentions. Was she not confident? Honestly, the faulty nerves bungled under this up-beat smirk caught flame every time Mina spoke thus far, lighting up her cheeks. Get it together, dammit. She was cursing herself in thought. Now, Evelyn’s posture became increasingly narrow, stiff and trying to assert her presence more and more. She wanted to say something to further that goal, but a tightness bungled in her throat, leaving Evelyn’s empty grin to remain quiet while Mina’s hand finally took her own. Ah, sportsmanship - perhaps this won’t be so bad, right?

“R-Right! I’ll do my best to impress!” Chimed Evelyn, feigning naivety to the threat; although the honesty plagued her flustered visage, she stomped one foot and gave an affirming nod before peering down at herself to see what Mina eyed. Before anything else, Evelyn took her hand back and turned around, hurriedly going to her corner as she balled her hands into fists by her waist. UGH, I AM SO BEATING HER! - After leaving that conversation, she couldn’t think of anything else. So when both combatants heard the bell, Evelyn came did her best to hone her focus, advancing to try and tie-up with the veteran, stomping her backfoot to make for one great momentous push!

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The bell rang and the match was on! Evelyn immediately charged the wiley veteran with intent! She sought to lock up. A standard collar and elbow tie up. Old school. Right in Mina Takemi's wheelhouse!

She met Evelyn half way and lunged into the lock-up! Her powerful hands taking hold of the back of Evelyn's neck. The other grasping the arm that hooked her own neck. She looked directly into the pretty young thing's eyes and grinned! Evelyn could feel Dr. Takemi's power the moment their grips met. Mina was an older woman. Her body wasn't as lithe as the 18 year old super athlete's that littered the league. But what her figure belied was incredible power. She was... Gods she was strong!

The stomp came down upon Mina's booted foot and brought a wincing grimace to her lovely mature lips. It caused her to buckle a bit in the lock up, momentarily granting Evelyn the advantage! "Ugh. Playing dirty are we?" Her grimace slowly started to roll into a smile.

"Good. You're gonna need all that energy. I can't wait to wring it out of you!" And then Mina began to press her! She began to battle back! And without bothering to initiate a foot stomp! Her biceps and calves flexed as she did her best to subjugate the other woman's strength. With this being their first meeting, she had no idea just how powerful Evelyn might be!

[Monsy]

Speed collided with power, locking limbs around the other and inaugurating a genuine contest of strength! Push, shove, and a clever boot later, Evelyn scraped an advantage, drawing hope from Mina’s retreat. Just a little more, she thought, and the collapse would come! She was sure of it. Hope drew from it, giving rise to a corner smirk at her opponent, having no shame in telegraphing her current attitude.

“Ohh, I can’t wait! Just don’t hurt yourself, alright?”

That was until the power finally weighed in. A strength that forced Evelyn to dial one foot back, her lips narrowing tight before applying a counter-push. Together, they battled bitterly like raging trains, seemingly equal in prowess for a few long seconds. Then, the signs became clear. An arched back signalled Evelyn's limits, leaning forward until their chests pressed together. Elbows pushed back, wrists going outward, her arms begun writhing under Mina’s challenge. Then her knee buckled, the strain mounted and soon became insurmountable. Ground started slipping from underneath, putting Evelyn on retreat. One foot dialled back, then another, and again, forming new defensive lines that failed. By now, her expression had dipped, glued onto their legs and wincing tight. Think dammit. One idea came to mind, but it was a gamble. She’d retreat one more step, then, with her tie-up grip, she’d tug, trying to swing her around to the other side and give one valiant push with all her remaining strength! In a hopeful world, she’d aim to press her opponent against the ropes and garner a first good impression on the crowd! Whether that worked on a powerful veteran is yet to be seen.

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Mina's biceps trembled powerfully as the two women met on seemingly equal grounds! Some of that illusion was conjured via Mina's initial disadvantage. And as that slight began to fade, reality began to crash in on Evelyn. Mina's posh features curved into an eager grin as she felt the woman begin to wilt! "Oh honey, I promise I'll use your body to give myself -nothing- but good feelings!" That eager grin was suddenly accompanied by a lascivious glint in her eyes. Hunger. She wanted her.

The first thing that failed was her back. The foundation of her balance failed her and the rest of the tower was sure to come sooner rather than later. And like a line of domino's she began to topple! One step back, and then another! Mina's nipples hardened immediately as she grew aroused at the feeling of overpowering her younger opponent. Her attire made them impossible to hide or ignore, especially as their chests collided! They dug into Evelyn's sensitive tit-flesh like tiny erotic daggers. Proudly declaring their existence and hinting ever more at Mina's dark desires!

The sensation of her sensitive nubs as they brushed her opponent sent little jolts of electricity through her mature body. Jolts of electricity that charged the space just below her navel and brought fresh heat to her face. Jolts of electricity that distracted her as Evelyn jerked her body to the right, swinging them around! And a moment later, Mina found her leverage stolen from her and her back against the corner.

"Clever." She gave a nod of her head in admiration. "I didn't take you for a top, little girl. But then... Maybe you still aren't?" She grinned as she braced for whatever Evelyn had in store. Her unsubtle flirtations meant to distract her in some way. Evelyn was more athletic, even if she wasn't more powerful. But Mina was more wily. Difficult to pin down and eager to use her own mind against her!

[Monsy]

“R-Right.” If words were lethal, she’d indeed been dealt a mortal blow.

A hopeless battle ensued in Evelyn’s body, like a bull who rammed its horns into an unmovable wall, slowly draining in size until there was only retreat. Chests mushroomed against chests, wrestling to and fro like an ocean storm. In particular, hardened buds traced themselves along her American-themed top. With the thin material, it became unmistakable that their pairs bumped a few times, adding a chill in her lower back. After a brief tremble and a swallow, she ignored it, especially after heaving Mina against the corner, feeling pleased as a result. Releasing her tie-up, she grabbed the ropes, hoping the grip would keep Mina’s power locked up for the time being. Their bodies now meshed onto the other, finding purchase in most facets of skin, the thumping heart of Evelyn’s no longer a secret. She stood tall, dressing her face with a smirk, something she felt could only grow with this success. With this confidence, she’d indulge in an exchange of quips, “Mm… It depends!” She’d chirp, “Seems like I’m the one topping you now, huh?”

With her prisoner so patiently waiting, Evelyn released the ropes and immediately threw her leg up, trying to catch Mina’s gut with a swift kick! Knowing Mina had superior power, Evelyn turned to speed, hoping to cancel her advantage, a dangerous game she played. Per her strategy and basic instinct, she needed to follow up! So if managed the strike, Evelyn quickly dialled in, swinging her arm over Mina’s head and attempting to bring her down with a DDT!

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Dr. Takemi took to her matches with a surgical precision. It wasn't found in her athleticism however, in fact, there were times she could be quite clumsy. Where it was located was in her testing of her opponents limits. Flirting to find where and if her opponent was vulnerable. Looking for old injuries. Psychological weaknesses.

As she outmuscled Evelyn Fallanger she noticed a few things. The first was that her nipples were harder than diamond and her breathing was shallow. She was vulnerable to erotic attacks. And her nipples in particular appeared to be quite sensitive, not the case with all women. The second came to her as Evelyn locked her into the corner. Her uncertain expression transitioned to one of amused confidence when she felt she had a leg up. Both of these would play a vital role in felling the woman.

"Baby girl, I would wait to call yourself a top until your fingers are slick with my honey and my taste is on your tongue." She gave her a wink, even from her disadvantaged position. "Don't threaten me with a good time. I can't turn down a pretty young thing." They exchanged banter. And it was clear that Evelyn was still trying to play catch up with Mina's flirtations.

What was also clear however, was how capable of a combatant that she was. Her kick folded Mina's body! "Oof!" Her lungs were emptied from the impact of the toe of Evelyn's boot. Worse! She found the top of her head driven into the canvas in a single fluid movement. A perfectly executed DDT!

Her lower body followed the momentum and her ass hit the canvas! The world flashed white as her head was spiked! "AHN~!" An extremely feminine scream of pain forced it's way out of her breathless lips as her hands moved to cradle her head. She curled up and one foot kicked idly in agony. For all of her talk, it was Evelyn who continued to press the advantage.