Bootleg Chinese Wrestling - Lia v. Vairea

Standard Match
Win via Submission, KO or Pinfall
Special Attire: Chinese Dresses, barefoot

A standard match. This would be a nice change. Not that Lia had any qualms in indulging in the other side of AFW... but she did sign on to be a wrestler, not a porn star. Although with so many beautiful girls as her colleagues, perhaps she was a bit hasty in making that decision. Come on, focus!

The white haired girl gave a final look over through the mirror to make sure the thin form fitting dress looked just right on her. And of course it did, the pink silk just a shade lighter than her eyes. The gloves were optional extras, but hey, more silk.

Lia posed for a selfie... and promptly deleted it. God, why was she so nervous!



Getting the signal to head on out, Lia walked down the ramp barefoot. To make up for the deleted selfie, thousands of cell phones zoomed in on her cleavage and snapped at her all at once. Waving to the crowds with red on her cheeks, Lia meekly awaited Varia. Valeria? She'd forgotten the name already.

Vairea had never worn something like this before. It was tight and comfy, restrictive and revealing, and formal and sexy at the same time. She really liked it. The window provided to her sizable chest was filled to burst by her bust. Vairea thought she looked fantastic, simply put. Her phone came out for a selfie, but she decided against it. It would be more fun if it was a suprise, right?

Oh, and her opponent was pretty cute, too. Objectively. She wasn’t, like, romantically... nevermind. She blushed at herself in the mirror before she got up to make her entrance.

Just like her (indeed) adorable foe, thousands of cameras, including the screen of the jumbotron, zoomed right in on her breasts as soon as she came out and began her dance, as she did before every match. And, just like before every match, it looked fantastic. Her hips moved faster than should be possible despite their tight silken covering, and she showed off her full outfit to the prying eyes of the crowd.

This time, she would walk to the ring instead of her normal sprint. She would hate to get the dress messed up. She hopped up onto the apron, and climbed over. The first thing she noticed about Lia was how tall she was. She was about half a foot taller than the Tahitian! Oh, well. Not like Vai wasn’t used to that.

”Hope you’re not looking to win tonight,” Vairea teased, winking at the albino girl. ”Because that’s not happening, no matter how cute you look.”

One would think that after seeing so many girls make a sexy entrance, you would get used to it. And maybe that was true, but this would certainly be an exception to the rule. The first thing Lia spotted on her tan opponent were her boobs. She wasn't embarrassed to admit it.

The rest of her wasn't any less enticing to look at. It was only when they were barely steps apart that Lia noticed that she had almost half a head on her opponent.

"Oh, I'm just here to enjoy myself. And that looks like it won't be a problem." Lia replied with a smile... only after staring a bit too long beneath Vai's face. "But uhhh... before we start... how do you pronounce your name?"

”Good. I’d hate to crush some dreams,” she laughed, before helping Lia out with a very pronounced saying of her name. ”Vye-ree-uh.” she said. ”I suppose it would be good to know who you’re losing to, right?” she joked once more, looking up at her tall opponent.

Despite being vertically challenged, Vairea wasn’t in the slightest bit scared of Lia. She could tell just by how long the albino wrestler was staring at her cleavage that she would be fighting distracted, which boded well for the Tahitian. Soon enough, both girls would retreat to their corners to warm up a little bit.

As always, Vairea stretched as provocatively as she could for the audience, bending over, doing vertical splits, and the like. Hopefully, Lia would take notice, too, and give herself even more of a disadvantage. Before long, however, th ref drew them a little ways out of their corners, and the bell rang, beginning the match.

Vairea was certainly confident. A good deal more so than Lia despite the height difference. But just like she'd said, Lia had a good feeling she'd be enjoying herself no matter what the result was. "Vairea. That's a mouthful, can I call ya something else? And I'm not sure all that confidence is warranted, shorty~"

Her tanned opponent indulged her and the audience quite a bit, before the ref did what they were best at and made things boring again.

Lia moved forward cautiously, hands raised, offering a lock up. She didn't expect Vairea to accept with the difference in size... but she could offer nonetheless.

Vairea was put at a natural disadvantage because of the gulf in height between the two girls. However, that disadvantage didn’t stop her from accepting the lockup, no doubt to Lia’s surprise. She knew she wouldn’t win a test of strength, but that wasn’t her intention.

Faking like she was trying, Vairea would let herself be pushed back, and then fall over— only to press her legs into Lia’s and flip her over her head with a monkey flip! A size difference wouldn’t stop gravity from doing its work. ”Up you go!” she taunted as she executed her roll.

Worth noting, though, was how much more difficult these dresses made it to move. They were pretty comfy, definitely, but Vairea could tell that these had not been engineered with wrestling in mind. A hold like an octopus hold had a significant chance of tearing these things! Something that Vairea, given thought, very much liked the idea of.

Lia pushed back the smaller tanned girl... that was good, her opponent was exactly as strong as she looked it seemed. Soon, Vairea went down... and Lia was going up? "Eh?" She'd made a 180 degree rotation midair before realizing that this might not end well.

The cameraman made sure to get a good shot up her dress as she flipped through the air... and landed just a few degrees off of flat on her back. "Owowowow..." Holding her newly sore neck, Lia would be down for at least a few seconds.