Hitamura Mother-Daughter Reunion Part 2: The Match (FIN))

Standard Match
One fall. Pin or submission.

Hitamura Harumi sang and danced her way to the ring to the sugary melody of Harenchi Punch's Neko Nyan Dance. The rambunctious cat woman wore what appeared to be one of the skankiest bikinis ever- until closer inspection revealed it to be a fairly normal two-piece, albeit one several sizes too small for her. The effect was to leave her more or less naked, her buxom bod straining her flimsy clothing to the utmost, lushness making her too-small bottoms seem like a scanty thong instead of the far more modest panties it was.

Once inside the ring, she began dancing here and there all across the ring in the manner of a frisky cat on a sugar high, climbing up on turnbuckles, pawing at the air and bestowing beams upon admirers, working herself up into a happy, sexy sweat. When she was finally satisfied with the show she put on, she settled down at the middle of the ring, waiting for her opponent- and her daughter to come up.

Haruko-chan... I hope to make you understand what I feel as your mother...

Haruko didn't want to do this. For many different reasons. One, as mad as she was at her mother, she didn't think she could have the guts to actually attack her. Two, the entrance she just witnessed was completely embarassing to her. Three, she didn't want to see her again so soon after what happened in the locker room, and finally, four, she didn't want to fight her mother while she was dressed in something THAT skimpy. She had no choice though. Harumi had requested this match from Sellers herself, and was told that it was officially her scheduled match. She just prayed nobody in the crowd knew that she was that ditsy catgirl's daughter. She took a deep breath before stepping out to the stage, with no music whatsoever. She didn't react as cheerfully with the crowd as she normally did. In fact, she seemed to have a relapse, and was just walking down the ramp and rubbing her arm nervously. "All right.. I'll just get her in an armbar, make her tap out, and then get out of here. After all, this is her first match, she shouldn't have any experience whatsoever in knowing how to fight... right?"

Harumi, breasts and all, was practically bouncing up and down in place. Upon sighting her daughter at last, she will gaily wave both arms and call out loudly "HARUKO-CHAN!!! HURRY UP!!! DON'T KEEP YOUR MOTHER WAITING!!!" to urge her daughter into the ring, her form of cheering.

Once Haruko enters the ring, Harumi will glomp her with a great big gleeful cry of "Yay! You're here at last! I knew you'd come! We're going to have so much fun! And I'll make you understand me now, too!"

Haruko whined softly, putting a hand to her face and shaking her head slowly. "Please... make this stop..." She whimpered before climbing up in the ring. She then looked up at Harumi with a small frown. "Couldn't you have at least picked something your size? And I really.. really don't want to do this. I don't want to fight you. This isn't my idea of fun, and no move you put me in is going to make me see things your way magically. There's no way around this though, so lets just get this over with." She said, moving to a grappling position.

Harumi refused to be put down by Haruko's disapproval. "Aw, don't be like that, Haruko-chan!" she persisted. "Cheer up! We're going to play with each other like we always did when you were little! So let's have fun, okay?"

She mimicked her daughter's stance. "Here I come!" she sang right before the bell rung.

Harumi will suddenly run forward to sweep the smaller Haruko up into a bear hug. Her big breasts would catch Haruko's face in between them if she succeeded!

Haruko frowned at her. "It's... a little different now." She said, but then braced herself as the bell rang. She saw her darting at her and would try to dart to the side while crouched and tried to sweep her legs out from under her with a sweeping kick. If that worked, she would continue with her strategy and try to get her mother to submit quick in an armbar.

"Eh?" Harumi exclaimed as Haruko sidestepped her hug. "Hey!" she complained. "You're dodging again! Don't- kyah!"

This time she didn't fall on her face. That was because Haruko swiftly swept her feet from beneath her, making Harumi fall flat on her back. She grunted, then began yowling in pain as Haruko wrenched at her arm. "Oooowww!" She pawed at Haruko's hands while the rest of her body writhed sexily. "That hurts, Haruko-chan!"

Haruko did her best to try to ignore her mother's cries, and just continued to apply the armbar on her.

"Tap out then, and I'll let go." She declared, although seeing her writhe around on the ground like that was making her face a bit red, and she subconsciously started to loosen her grip on her arm.

"Please, at least TRY to have some dignity in the ring, mother..." She thought.

"Nooo~" the sweating Harumi refused. She pawed and pushed at Haruko, trying to pull her arm out of the painful hold. Her much bigger body, contorting like a caterpillar mobbed by ants, helped in this regard. It also drove the fans wild, as Harumi's breasts bounced about wildly while her kicking legs spread herself for the eyes and cameras of all, Harumi mewling loudly all this while.

Haruko frowned down at Harumi, blushing a little at the way she was arching, moaning, and writhing. She looked around at all crowd cheering and giving her catcalls, and she just couldn't take seeing her mother display herself like this, and ended up letting go of the armbar, starting to pick herself up afterwards and back away from her.