[Hentai Match] Anne Archy vs The Supernova

Anne stood in the wings at the head of the ramp, bouncing on her toes and taking deep, puffing breaths. Her long blonde hair swished loose down her back, barely recognizable from the myriad colors she had dyed in the past. It had been a long time since she'd stepped into the ring and faced the crowd, let alone an opponent. Sure, she'd managed some amateur sex fights while in exile, but it wasn't exactly the same. Butterflies raced and raged in her stomach, but there was no time for doubt now. The arena went dark and the air was filled with sultry whispers, the lights came back up with the first beats of the bass drum: that was her cue. Taking a final breath she turned the corner and bounded down the ramp.

In a loose black tee-shirt, short plaid skirt, knee high socks and low-tops she practically skipped towards the ring in a facade of giddy energy. There was a low buzz of excitement from the crowd, some cheers and some boos, but largely the polite cheering for whoever this was. She slapped the outstretched hands of would-be fans and offered two fingered salutes to anyone jeering. Charging full speed at the apron she threw herself into a log roll under the ropes, her skirt floating up to show her pink and white striped panties beneath. Springing up to her knees she set her hands behind her head, gyrating her hips provocatively in an impromptu floor dance before getting back to her feet and taking her place to wait in the corner for her opponent. Of course she hadn't bothered doing any research, she'd rather feel them out.

Anne Archy: