Sora Mizumi vs. Tsuki-hime

Standard Match:
Win by Pinfall, Submission, K.O., or Hentai Submission



Sora had felt she'd started her AFW career off well, with a win on debut, with a little bit of style. Of course, not everyone knew who she was yet, that was to be expected. With small steps though, Sora felt like she was on the right path.

Her opponent tonight was another new kid, Tsuki, who again didn't really have much information about her. Sora would sigh in what had become her customary pre-match ritual of sitting among storage crates and boxes, studying the records of her upcoming opponent. While it had been a good idea, most of her opponents had been new so far, and thus Sora had gained very little at all from this studying exercise.

As the backstage staff rushed her to the entrance of the arena, Sora would just reach it in time to hear the beginning note of Kashmir. Walking out in time to the music, Sora would throw her hands in the air, signalling her arrival to an appreciative number of fans. Running down to the ring, Sora had been a little worried by the stipulations for the match. Sure, it was just a normal match, but hentai falls had been included, which made Sora just that bit suspect. Sliding under the bottom rope, Sora would run and bounce off the ropes, running from side to side in the ring, getting herself warmed up as her opponent prepared to make her entrance.

After a while the arena's lights would go off before [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aQn5lN3GSjc:3cymlkcs]a calm tune[/url:3cymlkcs] began to play over the speakers. The entrance area would be illuminated by a spot light as a slender girl with waist-length blue hair made her way to the stage. She wore a magenta dress and sleeves beneath a black short kimono which was tightened with some sort of waist strap. The girl also wore two pinkish ribbons on the side of her head. It was quite a traditional looking outfit so to say, which fit pretty well with the nickname of Tsuki-hime.

Azami carried her favorite fan to cover half of her face as she calmly walked towards the ring. Her elegant appearance already made some of the crowds wondering whether the girl was mistaking this place for a theater or something. She would climb the corner steps before gracefully slipping her body between the ropes and walked towards her opponent. Her fan was hiding her slightly mischievous smile as she observed her would be opponent.

She heard that the girl was new just like herself, which made Azami feeling a bit at ease. The Tsuki-hime would fold her fan before she bowed politely in front of the girl to greet her, lifting up her dress a bit with her hands.

"Greetings... Mizumi-san, I presume?" Azami would say in a polite tone as she looked into the girl's eyes. "I'm your opponent for tonight, you can call me Tsuki or Hime, it doesn't matter," she introduced herself, smiling pleasantly.

Seeing Tsuki walk out wearing her very elaborate outfit would make Sora look down at hers in a bit of discomfort. Tsuki had somehow made her feel...underdressed in her plain black spandex. Sora would lightly blush as she admired her opponent as she walked to the ring, covering her face with a fan. She certainly did look very pretty, which made Sora all the more confused. Had she come here for a fight or a banquet?

Resting in her corner, she saw Tsuki eying her up and down, measuring her up...and would respond to her question with a little bow of her head. "Yes, correct" she'd respond. "Well, Tsuki-san, it's a pleasure to meet you, I hope we have a good match" Sora would say as she prepared herself in a fighting stance, waiting for the bell to sound.

"The pleasure is mine, Mizumi-san. I'm also looking forward to a good match as well," Azami replied kindly before she slowly head back to her corner.

She would loosen her strap a bit to let her dress fall to the mat and took off the sleeves on her arms. Her appearances was less elegant now that was only wearing her short kimono and the straps. The Tsuki-hime would hand her dress to one of the staffs outside the ring before she slipped her fan at the back of her waist, between the straps and her clothing.

Azami would walk towards the center of the ring afterwards as she was ready for the fight. Once Sora did the same and the bell started, the Tsuki-hime would rise her hands in front of her for a lock-up invitation. It's always a good way to measure one's capability.

Sora watched as Tsuki removed the dress half of her outfit, leaving her in short kimono. While it made a bit more practical sense, it also barely covered her. The professional part of Sora questioned how she figured she'd fight in such an outfit...but still, she guessed some people weren't here to fight in the same way she was? Besides, half of wrestling was the flashiness of it.

Seeing Tsuki place her hands up for a lock up, Sora would reach up and accept it. Sora had never really had the strength to go toe to toe with people, but her pride made her refuse to dodge the challenge. She instantly realised that her taller, blue haired opponent was also a fair bit stronger than her, struggling as Tsuki pushed against her. Sora would attempt to step into the lock up, and attempt to hip toss Tsuki, but the girl was a bit stronger than what she was used to, making this reversal very difficult in the position that she was in.

Being in a debut match sometimes could be advantageous since your opponent most likely wouldn't know how you would fight. Azami was making use of this situation as she pushed Sora as the girl accepted the lock up. The Tsuki-hime might have a slender build, but in the terms of strength she could surprise anyone who thought of her as a weak princess.

Seeing Sora stepped into the lock up, Azami thought she knew what her opponent was planning to do, and a little smirk appeared on her face. She would try to pull Sora towards her instead so she could attempt to trap her smaller opponent into a bearhug and lifted the girl up a bit. It might press her breasts against her the girl's as the result, which would serve Azami's plan to both hurt and tease Sora at the same time.

"Ahhh!" Sora would yell out as Tsuki lifted her up into the air, having grabbed Sora as she moved in for her counter. Feeling Tsuki's arms crushingly press Sora's waist up against her, Sora would gasp out as she felt the air being forced from her lungs. The dark haired girl would also blush as she groaned out from feeling her smaller breasts rub up against Tsuki's. Fortunately for Sora, Tsuki had been unable to trap her arms in the hug, leaving Sora an escape route.

Squirming in Tsuki's grasp, Sora would try to slap Tsuki's ears at the same time, hoping that it'd be a big enough distraction to get her opponent to drop her. She realised that her blue haired opponent was stronger than her, and could probably squeeze her out completely if she was stuck in this bear hug for too long.

Azami let out a soft giggle as she managed to pull her opponent into a bearhug. The feeling of their breasts rubbing each other made her moaned a little into Sora's ear. Now that she got her opponent in this tempting position, it's time to tease the girl a little. However, it seemed like Sora had other idea as the girl would suddenly slapped Tsuki-hime's ears.

"Aakhh!" Azami would let out as she abruptly let her opponent go from her hug.

Her ears was ringing as she wobbled away, holding them with her hands. The blue haired girl winced as she looked at Sora with a displeased and pained look. For the time being Azami felt a little disoriented and left herself quite open to her opponent.

"Arara... that wasn't nice Mizumi-san..." she would say weakly.

"G..ghh" Sora would let out as Tsuki moaned softly into her ear. It was embarrassing to feel Tsuki rubbing herself right up against her, and Sora would begin blushing in embarrassment, almost as if Tsuki was trying to show off her breasts to Sora., Fortunately for Sora though, her move did the trick. She'd feel Tsuki drop her back onto her feet and she'd take a few steps away, breathing deeply to recover.

"Ohh...I'm sorry Tsuki-san, but I didn't come here to play nice!" Sora would shout out as she ran towards the ropes. Bouncing off them and coming back at Tsuki, she would try to jump at the dazed girl and hit her with a tilt-the-whirl legscissors takedown.

Azami only smiled at Sora as she heard the girl's words. Of course she wasn't going to be nice. Azami wasn't planning to be nice either with her opponent. As she watched Sora threw herself to the ropes and ran towards her, a smirk appeared on the blue haired girl's face. Sora should have just went for a direct hit when she had a chance. Azami might only had little time to recover herself from that ear slap, but she was less dazed by the time her opponent was closing down at her. Her ears was still buzzing a bit, though.

When Sora jumped at her for the takedown, Azami would try to grap the girl's thighs and twist her body to spin her opponent a little. It might look as if the Tsuki-hime was caught with the tilt-the-whirl-legscissors take down a bit. In reality, however, the blue haired girl was actually trying to disrupt Sora's movement by making the girl spinning faster than she's supposed to be, so Azami could attempt slamming the girl's back to the mat instead before her opponent could completely caught her with the take down.