Handicap w/ Kawaiis! Rosie v. Momoka and Misuzu

Standard Handicap Match
Score via Pinfall, Submission
Rosie scoring a point on an opponent eliminates them, she must eliminate both to win.
Misuzu and Momoka must obtain a total of two points on Rosie to win.
All three entrants are allowed to be in the ring at the same time.

Before joining the AFW, Rosie had no religious beliefs whatsoever. But after spending all this time in the league, Rosie believed in a god. A very cruel god called "Administration", who seemed to delight in giving her terrible mismatches. AND it was against these two, a doppelganger that she definitely didn't have a crush on and a sadistic pervert who she also definitely didn't have a crush on.

Well, no use complaining about these things. She was going to go out there, she was going to do her best, and she was going to get tossed around and steamrolled within minutes. Wow, when'd I become such a loser? Rosie slapped her cheeks, reminding herself again to stay determined! "You can do this!"

Her music was starting up, and she came out wearing her cute conductor's costume. Her entrance brought a bit of applause and cheering, but mostly laughter from the audience. Seriously? Whatever. Even if no one thought she had a chance, she would just have to prove everyone wrong... somehow.

She bowed at the edge of the ring, stepping into the ropes, forcing herself not to look nervous as she waited for Momoka and Misuzu.

Despite the fact this was going to be nothing short of a utter beatdown, Momoka wasn't really that thrilled to be doing this. Sure, she thrashed and humiliated Rosie last time, just to prove her dominance as the superior doppelganger, but in the aftermath all of the secondhand embarrassment continued to haunt her. It wasn't exactly like she'd never been in the same position she left Rosie in...

Her greatest concern, however, was her perverted partner, who no doubt had plans to take advantage of her double's body. Given the one-way sexual tension between them, and how well she knew Misuzu, there was a good chance there was going to be some kind of scarring scene out of her nightmares coming to life. That was something she had to stop, by force if necessary...

Of course, she was oblivious to things that had actually happened between Rosie and Misuzu, things that her partner/roommate conveniently did not tell her about. Misuzu herself was extremely nervous some of that information might slip, and that Momoka would beat the crap out of her for it. Hopefully Rosie had at least enough pride not to bring it up. She didn't really know how far her partner would let her go in this situation either, so she would be skating a fine line between her pleasures and her physical well-being.

"You better not pull anything shady..." Momoka growled as they stood up to leave the locker room.

"What? Don't tell me you'll get jealous, 'Moka-t OWW!"

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The two girls made their entrance to the ring, mostly to a chorus of boos, though the lolicons and the sadists were cheering at least. Momoka in her red gym outfit, and Misuzu in her western-style school uniform, the two of them made their way down to the ring where their intended victim for tonight was already waiting.

Both sliding into the ring, Momoka was the first to speak, pointing her finger at her doppleganger, "Why don't you just give up now, and maybe we'll spare you!"

The two came out onto the ramp, Misuzu wearing a lot more than Rosie was used to seeing her in, but Momoka was looking exactly like she'd expected, her outfit several stages further down the "casual" scale. Even if Rosie hadn't known them beforehand, the crowd's reaction would've been quite telling.

"Not a chance! If you wanna win, gotta do it the hard way." Rosie said, crossing her arms, hoping that it would indeed be a hard-fought victory, despite the odds. "But I won't stop you two from throwing in the towel now, hah~" Rosie said, playing it up.

Momoka was hoping Rosie would just give up and spare her the grief, but that show of defiance certainly ticked her off. "Oh yeah! Well I hope you don't expect any mercy!" she shouted back angrily.

Misuzu sorely wanted to add a lewd threat on to that, but held herself back for the moment, hoping to avoid her partner's rage. Crossing her arms, she just smirked at Rosie with a knowing look.

Any more pleasantries would need to be saved for later, as the bell signalling the start of the match rung out. Shooting each other quick glances, Momoka and Misuzu split off from each other. Circling around, they approached Rosie threateningly from opposite sides.

Her cheeks reddened a little when Misuzu smirked at her, but Rosie did her best not to act flustered about things, no time to worry about what happened in the past now! The bell rang, and she was immediately faced with two opponents.

With Momoka on one side and Misuzu on the other, both closing in soon, Rosie wouldn't get much time to consider her options. None of them were that good anyways, of course, and she ended up charging towards Momoka - her body subconciously (or consciously) wanted to avoid Misuzu as much as possible.

"Hyaah!" she called out, trying to catch her double with a quick clothesline.

Considering how timid Rosie had been the last time, Momoka certainly didn't expect her to try something like that. "GAHH...!" the jersey-clad girl yelped as she was knocked down onto her ass.

"Running away from me...?" Misuzu chuckled as she dashed right after Rosie, stepping around Momoka and trying to grab the girl by her hair.

"Gotcha!" Momoka went down to the mats with a satisfying crash. See, you're totally capable of doing this! She was about to go after her, but the other (and probably more dangerous) opponent had already closed the gap in the small ring.

Misuzu yanked Rosie away by the hair quite painfully.. "Gwah! L-leggo!" Rosie struggled a little, but would start striking back with her fist if the team-up waited too long.

Momoka quickly scrambled back to her feet, but an errant fist caught Misuzu in the face, causing her to let go. "Nggh...!"

"You dumb bitch!" Momoka shouted shrilly, springing herself towards Rosie and trying to tackle her to the mat.

Misuzu had let go after some quick negotiating with Rosie's small fist, but there'd be no time to celebrate. "Eh? UWAAAH!" Now it was Rosie's turn to be forced into the mats, her back crashing into it as she tried to fend off her slightly shriller clone. "G-geettoff!"

Momoka wasted no time in straddling her doppleganger's stomach, pinning her down while she grabbed her by the wrists. Trying to keep Rosie restrained, she glanced over her shoulder to the approaching Misuzu.

Slightly irritated after getting slugged in the face, the pervy ninja got right up to her usual dirty tricks. Grabbing Rosie by the ankles, she sat down between the girl's legs and shoved her foot roughly into her crotch, trying to grind her heel in. "How's this feel, Rosie-chan~?"