L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

KO match
Win by knockout

Amaya grimaced at the thought about the stipulations of the match. "Ohhh man!! Why am I so unlucky? The Guy said he couldn't get any good and easy matches for me!! The good card offers always get picked fast and run out, he said.", Amaya would throw out a light tantrum in her locker room as she was just in a best of 3 hentai match before this. It would be like this for a while until she gazed her look at her pendant on her tiny pink briefcase where she always put it. Gladly, a LAW staff would timely open her door to tell her that her entrance is cued in two minutes and she should get there already. She let out a sigh as she would have definitely spaced out again if not for that staff girl.

She quickly put the pendant around her neck and rushed to the gorilla position and pulled her top down that made her jugs bounce as she was now ready to make her entrance.

Amaya Keiko

"This is a Knockout match scheduled for one fall!! Introducing to you first...hailing from Japan!! Amayaaaaa Keiiiikooooo!!

Amaya leaped through the curtains to make her entrance. Landing on the ramps with her legs bent, her jugs bouncing crazy because of it at the first bass drop. She raised her hands up in the air making the crowd that have loved her persona cheer!

She then ran towards the ring. Highfiving some fans as she wears a delicate smile. Donning a white skimpy crop top with pink lining the edges and her cleavage. Sideboobs exposed as her top was barely enough to cover her massive breasts that are bouncing around at each step. Her back bare except for a thin strap that fastened her outfit. Her tight pants hugging her curves nicely and playfully teasing with her backside as there were two gaps on her side.

Amaya then slid under the bottom ropes to get in before quickly standing up and circling the ring for a while to rile up the crowd. She then settled at her corner prepping her self up as she waited for her opponent.

Tara stood backstage stretching out her arms above her head with a smile as she prepared herself for another amtch here in LAW. After a.. match that she did not want to talk about due to how it ended, Tara was looking to remind the people of LAW exactly what kind of woman she was. Cracking her neck and knuckles Tara bounced on her heels before makingher way to the entrance ramp as her newly decided entrance music kicked in.

”Introducing her opponet! From Philadephia, Pennsylvania... The Belly Stretcher... Tara! Jaeger!”

Spoiler

https://youtu.be/LKw7e0Mt9eU

As her introduction was finished the afore mentioned woman came out, smirking a bit as she lamented the name of this particular track she posed at the top of the ramp as fireworks went off on either side of her. Throwing her leg up into the air to a vertical position she grabbed her ankle, showing off her toned thigh and flexibility as the crowd cheered seeing the popular pose she performed. Letting her leg fall to the mat she smirked once again and pointed down at the ring at her opponet.

Breaking out into a sudden run Tara highfived the fans on her way down. Nearing the ring in a matter of seconds the belly stretcher would leap up, atheltically flying through the space between the bottom and middle ropes as she landed in a roll. Popping to her feet she spun in place and did a mock bow before her opponet. Giving a wink to the cute girl she stood up straight and licked her lips. ”Hehe, oh I can tell I’m gonna like ya.” She said giving two finger guns towards the girl with a smile and another wink.

Spoiler

Lowering her hands Tara rolled her neck as she smoothly moonwalked backwards to her corner. Throwing ber arms over the top ropes she leaned back on the middle buckle while throwing her legs up resting them on the middle ropes as well while lightly rotating her hips. While comfortable, her position also served two side purposes. One it let Tara show off her outfit and impressive figure given how good a view people had of it and her right now. Secondly it gave her opponet a very nice view of clothed nether regions. Already her flirty tendencies coming to life despite the mission she had given herself in this match up.

Spoiler

Amaya slapped her cheeks with her sweaty hands and continuously blew her bangs that ran between her eyes. She stretched her limbs one last time focused and determined to get this win. That determination wavered a little bit when she heard about the moniker of her opponent, it made her instinctually wrap her arms around her stomach as she looked in amusement with her foe’s quite dashing entrance. ”B...be...belly st..stretcher?”, Amaya stammered and took a gulp as she could not grasp what it actually meant, but it sounded painful. She shook her head to resolve herself and to stop herself from imagining what Tara is gonna do to her stomach.

The fear slowly faded as her opponent started strutting towards the ring friendly high fiving her fans. She bowed back to her opponent as she innocently thought it was sincere. Painting a wide sincere smile in her face while her eyes were closed, putting a peace sign right beside them. ”Me too! You look cute! I hope you still will after I knock you out tonight!”, Amaya said as she winked at her foe, trying to act tough but still maintaining her friendly demeanor.

Amaya would walk to the center of the ring with her chin up and chest puffed out trying to look bigger and tougher than she actually is. Then leaning forward, she would seek to show sportsmanship by extending her arm out for a handshake. ”Let’s give this crowd a show!”, Amaya said before winking again.

Tara chuckled a bit as she stood up and saw the kid before her innocently bowing right back to. ‘Kid doesn’t have a clie huh?’ She thought to herself as she ran a hand through her hair before smiling again at the young wrestler before her. ”You’re funny if you think you’re gonna knock me out kiddo.” Tara said teasingly while bouncing heel to heel. ”But I do appreciate the compliment. I’ll be sure not to mess you up too badly.” she said with cocky smirk on her face as she shook her legs free while putting her fists up in preperation as the bell rang. Officially starting the match.

If there’s someone you could put in a dictionary as a “cute adorable innocence”, Amaya would fill that bill, no question. It’s like she’s just born yesterday, unaware that the bow wasn’t sincere at all! It showed even more by how wide her eyes were in bemusement at the sight of her foe and a couple of people in the crowd laughing at her. She tilted her head and put an index finger on her lips, “Did I do something wrong?”, Amaya mumbled to herself.

”Amaya by the way, and I don’t intend losing tonight, so yes I’ll knock you out. Thanks but that won’t make me go easy on you, try harder cutie!”, Amaya leaned forward displaying her rack at her opponent as she taunted back with a wink and a smile. Behind this friendly attitude, Amaya is steadfast and would do everything she could to win!

So when the bell rang, Amaya darted forward. It might come as a rookie mistake and rash as she would have to traverse the whole ring as they are corner to corner but still she ran, hoping that her speed would take Tara off guard. ”Hyah!!, Amaya would yell like a war cry as she would bring her leg up and swing it sideward hoping to hit Tara on her side!

‘Damn this girl is cute.’ Tara thought to herself unironically while crossing her arms at the girl’s retort. Despite being friendly the competive and tough words just didn’t match the voice and baby face of rhe girl that spoke them. ”Hehe we’ll see about that.” Tara said as the bell rang prompting Amaya to dash at Tara. Watching this the older woman just smirked and stood still waiting to see how the girl would attack. Seeing her raise her leg up for a kick, Tara would turn on her heel and swing her leg up, bring it around to smack her chin into Anaya’s kick meeting kick midair. ”Oh you use kicks too? Nice.” Tara said playfully as she attempted to force Amaya’s leg down to the mat, and if successful she would pull her raised leg back back before shooting it forward to drive her foot into Amaya’s stomach.

“Do I not look like a serious threat for her? Why doesn’t she take me seriously?”, these questions raced inside her head fueling her doubt at herself. These thoughts froze her for a while. Her feet seemingly chained at the spot where she was right now, finding it a gargantuan task to even take a step. The sound of the ring eventually shook her back to her senses though, realizing that this is not the time to mistrust her wit and skills.

She then charged towards Tara at lightning speed. But still, her steps felt heavy and sluggish. Quite unsure if this was because of her doubts earlier on or just because of the big ass titties she’s hauling around. Putting aside her thoughts, she went to the offensive, wielding her leg upward for a side kick!

With a kick of her own, Tara stopped her attack in quick fashion. Her eyes widened and mouth gaped open with a gasp at how shocked she is. She still kept her leg up though, trying to drive down Tara’s own in a weird, unusual version of a test of strength with legs and lower body strength instead of arms and pecs. The difference of their strength was evident though, just by how Amaya's leg visibly trembled against Tara's for not being able to push it down an inch. A whimper bellowed, brought down by Tara’s superior leg she slowly lost her footing. It opened her for an attack, and Amaya received just that as she was then kicked to the gut.

"Glomph?!? Th..that hurts! I'm gonna make you pay for that", Amaya gasped in pain and shock. Air escaped her body in an instant. Her knees wobbled like jelly as she started crumbling to the mat. One arm crossed around her midsection, an eye closed, and wheezing for air. Still, she felt the need to attack, it's the only thing she knew. So in an act of perseverance, she pushed on the mat to bring her up again and charged at Tara looking to wrap her arms around her waist and go for a takedown!!

Tara watched Amaya’s reaction to the kick, hoping to learn something about the girl based on how she took the kick. Taking a look at the girl as she stumbled back, holding her gut, slowly collapsing to the mat, she admittedly wasn’t very impressed. However that was until she noticed the look in the girl’s eyes. ”Oh? Someone’s a fighter now isn’t she?” She said modtly to herself but also to her opponet as she watched her.

Despite the pain the girl was in Tara could tell there was a fair bit of perseverance and grit in her face as she pushed herself up. Already wanting to go back onto the attack so soon after being dropped herself so easily. ‘Lets see what she does next.’ Tara thought to herself, standing still and waiting patiently for Amaya to make her next attack.

She wouldn’t have to wait long as the girl wasted no time before charging at herfor a take down. ”Well at least you’ve got guts.” Tara said spreading her legs out and bracing herself, allowing Amaya to crash into her. Standing her ground Tara would snap her arms up around Amaya’s arms, attempting to hold them up while catching the girl against her stomach.

If succesful in this counter Tara would wrench back on the girl’s arms tightly to show her she was caught. If she did so she would also swing her leg up to drive her knee square into Amaya’s belly with a brutal knee strike.

The match hasn't started at Amaya's favor at all! Having her attack seen from a mile away and parred by Tara with a strong kick of her own was more than a shock from the rookie, even more so with the knee strike to her gut right afterwards. The kick absolutely knocked the wind out of the poor girl. She crumpled under her feet right in front of her foe.

"Don't underestimate me!", she growled as Amaya isn't someone that just gives up when faced with a hurdle. It's still too early in the match. She doesn't want to be thought of as a joke so she pushed forward for a spear to prove otherwise! The sheer impact made her thicc figure jiggle. Tara moved nothing much but inches, absorbing the girl's momentum. Her eyes gaped, her heart sank with her foe's retort as she moved her way to snatch her arms upward, practically exposing her whole body mere inches away from her

"GLOMPH?!?~", Amaya gasped, wind gushed out of her mouth. Still too fresh to not know how to stiffen her abs in preparation for moments like this, that knee drilled her soft belly in full force. Tears built up at the corner of her eyes and spat to the mat as she hunched over by the impact. She fell like a house of cards, kneeling right beside Tara, her head resting on the side of her hips. Arms wrapped around her thighs tightly as she stared listlessly outside the ring, panting heavily, not aware of happenings nor where she is right now!

Tara bad successfully caught Amaya as well as delivered a brutal knee shot right to the girl’s stomach, drilling her and putting the girl through a loop. Feeling and seeing the girl go limp following the attack Tara chuckled a bit as she released her arms. Looking down she smiled seeing the girl practically hanging off her legs. Reaching down she playfully tussled the girl’s hair and not so subtly pressed the girl’s face into her groin as well. Taking a moment to enjoy the position Tara would reach down and loop her arms through each of Amaya’s once again, before suddenly hefting her up and into the air off the mat with a double underhook lift! Smirking a bit Tara would hold the position before hefting her a bit higher too a near upside down vertical base before dropping down to rock Amaya with a double underhook piledriver!