POW Match: Bomber Kishima vs Monami Shagura

Standard Match
Victory Condition: Pinfall, Submission, Countout, DQ or KO
The loser will be the winner's prisoner for the night.

It wasn’t widely known that Bomber Kishima had suffered a knee injury in her last match, roughly two years ago now. It had taken many months to recover from that, but even once she had, she still felt like she needed a break from it all. And so the better part of the next year had been filled with baseball games, weight training and reflection. But as nice as it was to relax, eventually that itch to get in the ring came back. It always did eventually.

Kishima:

A low choral tone followed by the sounding of a bell echoed through the arena, and immediately everyone knew who was coming. The crowd was already cheering by the time Kishima's music kicked up, and the Bomber marched out through the curtain with an eager grin on her face. Not only was she excited to have her first match in over two years tonight, but she was excited about the kind of match she was about to have.

P.O.W

It was something she’d never indulged in before. But she had to say, it was a stake that made this a hell of a lot more interesting. Bomber Kishima honestly knew nothing about her opponent tonight. All she did know was whoever it was was one brutal Lariat away from becoming Kishima’s prize for the night.

The thought made her lick her lips as she stepped through the ropes to enter the ring. Making her way into her corner, she paced around slowly while waiting for this Monami chick to get her ass down to the ring.

Monami was nervous for this match. It was her debut, after all. Because of that, she made sure her brother wasn't here. He wanted to have her back...Monami just...really didn't want his help. He always got too involved. If someone talked shit to her, before she even responded, K'Challa would tackle the person. He was just always turning bad situations into meltdowns! Tonight was about her, though. Not her brother. Monami was going to face this woman and start her career with a bang! It only seemed right that she did so at Miss Big Bang's expense.

Monami would make sure that this Bomber Kirishima didn't feel too bad about a loss, though. Sure, losing a return match sucked. But with the POW stipulation, Monami was willing to bet she could make this woman forget about one little loss. So after getting all dressed up in her gear, the bear-woman would quickly make her way to the ring. She couldn't wait to get things started!

Monami Shagura:

Monami would crawl out menacingly on all fours with a bear claw covering her arm. The dark skinned beast had wrappings around her wrists and ankles, and as always she was going barefoot. Crawling to the edge of the stage before she finally stood up, Monami would then let out a roar and stomp her way down the ramp. Approaching the ring quickly, the wild woman would show off by jumping up from the floor onto the ring apron. She wasn't exactly a luchador, but Monami could pull off some impressive jumps when she needed to. Without wasting anytime, the "Bearess" would vault over the top rope and roar out yet again for the fans that were loving this. Catching her first look at Eri, the dark skin savage was impressed. This bomber was pretty muscular looking. Enough so that she would no underestimate all of the power that they contained!

As her music faded, Monami would pull off her bear glove and toss it out of the ring. Then, she'd grab the waist-piece that covered her backside, and toss that away too. That just left Monami in her tan top and thong. The bear woman was pretty 'bare' now. With the thong barely covering a thing, her ass cheeks were on full display. Her incredibly toned abs were also in full view. If Eri would be crazy if she didn't enjoy seeing what was on display for her. Monami wouldn't be too shy to introduce herself, and she'd walk to the center of the ring, hands on her hips as she greeted the bomber. "So you're my opponent...impressive..." Monami said to the bulky woman, looking rather pleased just from looking over all those strong muscles. "But don't start thinking you can tame this beast with those muscles...I'll be in charge soon~" she would say, while flexing her arms to show off her own well built arms. to the Bomber. "I hope you'll be making my night...very memorable~" Monami purred, with a slight, and unintentional, lick of her lips.

“Whoa,” Kishima said aloud with a grin as she watched Monami make her entrance. It was so simple, yet so theatrical. No doubt what made it all work was the impressive and imposing size this woman possessed. She was a tank of pure muscle, big enough that this was one of the rare moments of Bomber Kishima’s career that she wasn’t a hundred percent confident she could overpower her foe. Yet even with all that muscle and size, Monami still had a gorgeous, feminine physique. Kishima found herself feeling a little jealous, though it also just made her even more eager to take this woman home as her prize.

When Monami came to the center of the ring to size her up, Kishima marched out and stood toe to toe with the Bear to do the exact same. Monami stood almost half a foot taller than the former Wrestle Angels world champ, but the size of their muscles was rather comparable. Right away she knew this was gonna be fun.

She let out a sharp whistle when Monami flexed her biceps. “Oh don’t you worry about that. You’re never gonna forget the night you became my pet.” Kishima replied, flexing her right bicep to show she wasn’t intimidated by the impressive force in front of her.

The ref backed the two of them up and called for the bell. As soon as it rang Kishima came right out to the middle of the ring, hands shooting right out to try to grab Monami’s to initiate a test of strength with the other powerhouse!

Monami liked this little showdown between Eri and herself. The bomber was responded with her own taunts while flexing, and the 'bearess' loved the back and forth. The ref girl made them back away, though, so the match could start. Monami wanted to tease her opponent some more, but she'd happily settle for getting her hands on the woman. When the bell rang Monami charged forward just as her opponent did. Their hands locking together for a test of strength to start things off between them. Monami was smiling as she pressed her forehead against Eri's, clearly impressed by how strong the former angel was.

"Grrrrrr...Damn...you're strong...but...I'll have you kissing...aaaaall of my muscles...when I win~" the bear woman growled as she strained against Bomber Kishima. Both of the women were incredibly well built, but neither seemed to be more than the other could handle. They were at a stalemate it seemed. Only endurance could decide who would win this test of strength. However, Monami wasn't patient enough to wait for one of them to run out of steam. She'd slowly spread their arms out and press their chests together, causing her slightly smaller breasts to squish against Eri's more concealed chest. Then, the dark skinned beast would move her arms so one would be be pointing up, and the other down as they struggled. This was slightly because Monami wanted to enjoy Eri's rack against her own, but the real reason was to see if she could get the woman off balance.

If she could, Monami would try tripping Eri up by hooking her ankle behind her opponent's leg. Allowing her to force the woman down and land on top of the bomber if all went according to plan. If Eri was the master of slams, then Monami just had to keep this fight on the ground.

“Rrrrrrgh!!” Kishima growled as she pushed against Monami with all her might. Muscles flexed and tensed, bodies pressed against one another. Right away the Bomber was already thoroughly enjoying all the contact the test of strength was bringing. Monami’s muscles were every bit as toned as they looked, and the woman’s body felt simply wonderful against her own.

“Heh!.... Keep...dreaming!” Kishima retorted while straining against the African powerhouse. Hot as this woman was, she really didn’t hate the idea of kissing those muscles of hers. But she was naturally competitive, and wanted the reverse even more. She could already imagine how great it would be to make this woman worship her from head to toe, and feel those lips against her body. The thought was quickly starting to turn her own, a feeling only intensified when Monami spread their arms apart and pressed their chests together. Kishima let out a noise that was halfway a grunt from the effort she was putting into the test of strength, and halfway a light moan from the feeling of Monami’s breasts pressing into her own.

It was incredibly distracting, enough so that Kishima didn’t even notice her foe’s leg snaking around her own until she was already falling backward. The Bomber landed with a thud flat on her back with Monami right on top of her.

“Shit!” she grunted out. All the while their hands were still locked. But now instead of fighting for supremacy in the test of strength, Kishima was fighting for survival, trying to prevent Monami from pinning her shoulders down completely.

Monami smirked down at Eri after landing down on the woman's strong frame. Hooking her opponent's legs with her own, the fierce bear-woman would try to get the powerhouse's shoulders down flat. Eri was too good, though. When Monani got the right shoulder down, the left came up. Then, when she put the left one down, the other came back up. Sometimes Eri would even manage to get both up despite being on the bottom. But if Monami wasn't going to to pin her, then she'd just have her fun with this woman.

"I will...and soon...you'll be dreaming...of me~" she whispered into Eri's ear, before biting on it softly. The dark skinned woman would even tug on it gently before kissing her opponent's neck. She was never this flirty in the ring before. However, she'd never been given a reason to be either. With her freedom and body on the line, Monami would hold nothing back. Besides, she knew this is what the Bomber wanted. In fact, they both wanted some sexual action. So Monami would give it to her opponent.

And yet she'd never take things too far. She'd never touch any of the more private places directly. Sure their chests were touching, but that was just a part of the match. The real action was focused elsewhere. Monami would soon drift to the woman's left and kiss her way across that strong shoulder...all the way to Eri's muscular bicep. Purring as she worked, the 'bearess' would even reach down with her left hand to rub the bomber's midsection. Her palm caressing every ridge of those strong abs. "Mmm~ Well...am I stuck in your head yet?~" Monami asked, speaking in her native language. She was born in Africa, but she was raised in Japan. So, Monami had a habit of reverting to Japanese when she got turned on. Switching languages always surprised people seeing that everyone normally mistakes her for a tourist. In this case, though, Monami had a feeling it would be easier to seduce Eri in her own language.

Kishima couldn’t say she hated the feeling of having Monami astride her, or of her foe’s mighty legs wrapping around her own. They both knew the Bomber liked it, and she knew Monami probably did too. With all that in mind it was as much a mental battle as a physical one to keep her shoulders off the mat, especially once the bearess began to place kisses all over her. On top of the physical effort and strain it took to avoid being pinned now, she had to resist the urge to just lay back and enjoy the feeling of Monami’s lips exploring her.

“Oh god…” she let out softly as her opponent whispered seductively into her ear, nibbled it, then kissed her neck. Kishima bit her lip when the kisses trailed down along her shoulder and to her bicep, all while she was still struggling against the arms of the rival powerhouse. When the hand came to rub against her abs the faintest of moans escaped her lips. There was no denying Monami was playing body her like a fiddle right now.

“Keep...trying…” Kishima muttered back in Japanese, quite surprised to hear her native language come from Monami’s lips. Surprises were something this woman seemed to be full of. But she couldn’t dwell on it. Letting herself get too distracted would be a recipe for a very quick defeat here. Hoping to avoid that, Kishima suddenly bucked up with her hips. She knew Monami was too big to just throw off with that. At best she’d make her lose her balance, maybe make her slip off. And at worst it might just push Monami further up her body. The very simple movement came with a heavy risk, but in her current situation Kishima was left with little option but to roll the dice.

"Heh...you're so cute when you act so tough~" Monami purred in response. Still speaking in Japanese, the 'bearess' would take pleasure in seeing a woman so under her spell. Then, Monami would drag her tongue across Eri's bicep, trying to make the bomber moan louder. "Mmmm~ You have amazing muscles...I can't wait to taste them all~" she moaned after savoring that wonderful, muscular figure. Suddenly, though, the her opponent bucked underneath her. Causing their legs to unhook as Monami let out a sound that barely counted as a yelp.

She'd still land on top of Eri, however, she knew her position was compromised, so the dark skinned woman rolled off her prey. Smirking still, the female predator would get on all fours and circle Eri a bit. Looking ready to bite the bomber as she licked her lips. As soon as Eri started to get herself up, Monami would buck her knees so she could get her feet on the ground. Then, she'd spring up and try to wrap her arms around the former angel for a hug. Not just any hug, though, and definitely not a loving one. Monami was going for one of her infamous bear hugs. Hugs so tight that no one had ever been able to break out with strength alone. Sure some got lucky with rope breaks, or cheated their way out using dirty tricks and moves. But when it came to powering out, Monami still had a good streak going.

The licks against Kishima’s muscles did exactly what Monami wanted, eliciting a moan from the Bomber’s lips, louder than before. It was impossible not to with the way the African goddess teased and tasted her body. The pleasure was only further heightened by the sensual, taunting words. Kishima had fully planned to make Monami kiss and worship her muscles after winning this match. But not only was Monami already doing that now, she was doing it against the Bomber’s will, while keeping her subdued.

With a sudden buck the former Angel at last managed to disrupt her foe. A small grunt was forced from Kishima’s lips as Monami fell onto her again. But she’d at least succeeded in freeing her legs and making Monami’s position on top of her significantly less secure. But the bearess knew it too, and rolled off of her.

Letting out several heavy breaths, Kishima rolled onto her hands and knees and slowly got up, only to be scooped into her opponent’s mighty clutches once more! “GAAHHH!!!” she cried out at the crushing pressure Monami’s arms applied to her torso. Not since Migiri had she felt such intense pain while being squeezed in another woman’s arms. She thrashed and squirmed, trying at first to pry Monami’s arms apart with her hands, but it quickly became evident that wouldn’t get her anywhere. If she couldn’t break the hold, that just meant she’d have to make Monami break it herself.

Straightening both of her own arms, Kishima held them out before swinging them in together, aiming to slam both against the sides of the bearess’ head! With any luck, she hoped that would daze her foe at least enough to loosen her grip.

Monami was smirking as she crushed the former angel with her bear hug. Eri tried and failed to pry herself free, and despite all of her thrashing, the bomber couldn't weaken the woman's grip. Monami continued to hold her opponent up high as she leaned backwards, her spine arching as she gave this hold everything she had. The 'bearess' was even about to take advantage of this by motor-boating her opponent's chest. However, Eri would suddenly pull back her arms, and strike both sides of Monami's head. The impact hit her skull hard enough to actually make the woman fall backwards since she was already leaning backwards to put some extra pressure on the woman's body.

Landing with a grunt, Monami would find herself flat on the mat with not only Eri on top of her, but with the woman's breasts covering her face. This could be bad if she got smothered out! However there was another issue. The bear hug was still locked in tight, but in this position, Monami's shoulders were down and the ref girl was starting a pin count! Realizing the situation as the official shouted "ONE", the dark skinned bear-woman would suddenly release the hold and shove Eri to the side. The bomber didn't power out, so her streak was safe. More importantly, though, Monami knew that was far too close. Rolling the other way, the fierce predator would once again get on all fours, scanning her opponent cautiously before making another move.