Last Woman Standing! Shiera vs Femie

Last Woman Standing Match
A wrestler is declared as loser when she's unable to fight anymore.
Hentai and humiliating move is encouraged.
Whenever a wrestler is pinned for 5 seconds, or being held in a submission/hentai hold for 10 seconds, she'll take a penalty, which is a free hentai/humiliating move for 10 seconds.

"Wooo! It's finally time!" Sierra exclaimed in excitement as she's waiting at the backstage, ready to burst out into the arena as soon as she got the sign.

The debut day surely came fast. She thought she had to wait for a while, being new and all, but apparently that wasn't the case. It's a good thing, of course, as Sierra was looking to get out there and play as soon as she could. She's already jumping on her spot the moment her theme began to play, and once the staff gave her the signal, the raven haired girl would dash forward to make her appearance on the ramp.

Shiera was dressed in a school girl uniform, white shirt and black skirt, completed with a yellow tie, even. Her right arm was wrapped in long, black leather sleeve while the hand was covered in a similarly colored fingerless glove. Her left side wasn't decorated at all in contrast, apart from having the shirt's sleeve folded up. She also wore a black choker on her neck, while her legs and feet are covered with a pair of black socks and white and red casual shoes. The raven haired girl stood there on the entrance for a bit, resting her synthetic sword on her shoulder before she began to dash towards the ring.

Her appearance alone was enough to draw loud cheers from the audience, and as she slipped herself into the ring and raised her sword up, the response got even better. Sure, she won't be using the weapon at all in this match, but a little accessory like that was always good to have. Once she had paraded herself around the ring, Shiera gave her sword to the official outside the ring, before she raised her right fist up to draw another round of cheers. That felt good. Her body already felt fired up just from this.

She would finally head to her corner and climb the turnbuckle to sit on top of it while waiting for her opponent to arrive. This match, her debut match, should be a blast. The rules were a bit lengthy, but she'd take it over a standard match. The hentai and humiliation part weren't her strongest suit, but Sierra always love a challenge.

Femie tugged at her skirt as she waited for her name to be called. She was in a burgundy skirt with white top and black and red stripped tie. Aside from the pleats, she really wasn't that far off what she might wear in her day job. Still, she couldn't help but be amused. As she opened her mouth to speak aloud her thoughts, she was suddenly interrupted by her entrance theme.

She quickly shuffled out from the opening and strolled down the entrance ramp with a haughty gait and wide smile. As she adjusted her monocle, she looked at the cheering crowd and then slipped into the ring. She looked at her opponent and nodded eagerly.

"Ohoho, bobnjour!" She said and waved at Shiera. "I could spend a whole month trying to get inside the mind of someone who requested this... particular.. attire." Femie said as she tugged on her top a bit.

"But, you're certainly tres mignon!" Femie chuckled. "Oho, I just hope you're as delectable..." She said as she jutted her hip out and posed for Shiera with a confident smile on her face.

Turned out that her would be opponent arrived in a schoolgirl attire as well. She didn't really remember that there's a dress code for this match, but not like it mattered. The wrestling world is full of gimmicks after all, and her opponent could have came out wearing a dinosaur costume or something for all she cared. They did look pretty matched up this way, though, which would make this match all the more exciting. Maybe they should have held this match in a classroom instead to really get the school mood going.

What's with that monocle, though... she couldn't help but to wonder.

Shiera just grinned and hopped down the turnbuckle to approach the monocle girl, pretty eager to get this started already. The person she's going to face seemed like a lively person, albeit a little... eccentric, if she had to say. She looked fun, though.

"Turesu - what...?" the raven haired girl blurted, her blue eyes blinked once. "I'm Sierra, by the way! Despite of what they spell out there, not that it matters too much, hehe~" she introduced herself cheerfully.

She put her hands on her hips while taking a closer look on the monocle girl from tip to toe, her smile grew a bit at what she saw.

Femie nodded eagerly at Shiera's words and she held out her hand. "Femie Weydman!" She chirped. "A pleasure to meet you! Or which there are many, many more to ... cum. Ohohoho!' Femie chortled, her full breasts bouncing in the schoolgirl top.

"Mais, oui, I hope that we can have fun together. Only the scorecard says that there must be one winner. I am determined to prove that no matter who wins, we both do!" She nodded and then adjusted her monocle. "Though, i do prefer a bit of a light workout before we start tearing off each other's clothes. Hope you don't mind, ma chere."

"Eheheh~ Sounds good to me, Fem-fem!" Shiera nodded in response, pretty much sharing the same feeling that both of them were going to have fun regardless of the result.

The bell was sounded soon after to end their chat time, and the raven haired girl would hop back slightly to get a little distance from Femie. She's not going to start this with a test of strength. Instead, Shiera would rush forward after the initial step back, hoping to tackle the monocle girl and bring her down onto her back right away!

"Hyaaa~!"

"Oh, a nickname?"

Femie said and raised her eyebrow, pondering it thoroughly while the bell rang. She hadn't even had time to make a proper analysis. the sound snapped her out of her thought and she crouched, going in for a circle when Shiera rushed right at her.

Femie's eyes widened a bit and she backpedaled as much as she could, but Shiera caught up to her. She hit the ground with a thud but tried to use her strength and flexibility to keep Shiera's momentum going and flip the girl right over her!

Shiera managed to take down Femie, but the girl was quick to react and flip her over instead of lying still. She landed on her side and rolled over to her knees quickly, grinning as her eyes returned to the monocle wearing wrestler.

"Oohh, not bad! See if you can deal with the next one as well!" exclaimed Shiera.

Not giving her opponent too much time to set herself up again, she rolled forward towards Femie, aiming to throw herself on top of the girl to keep her down, or at least catch a part of her body.

Famie flipped with Shiera and was on her knees as the black haired girl scrambled. Though she was upright, the feisty girl was able to haphazardly tackle her and put her on her back once more.

"Gwuah!"

While Femie flopped, she tried to throw her legs up and hook them around part of Shiera's body and at least keep her in place where she landed.

"Ugh...!" Shiera grunted as she felt Femie's legs wrapped around her waist after she took the girl down. "Grr... This won't stop me..." she growled while gritting her teeth at the other schoolgirl.

Instead of trying to pry those limbs off her midsection, Shiera would attempt to push her hands on Femie's shoulders to lift herself up a bit. From there, she'd let herself fall down, aiming to ram her front on the monocle girl's own to knock some air off her lungs. In the raven haired girl's mind, that could help her to loosen the hold faster than using her hands.

"Ohoho!" Femie said with a smile at Shiera's words. "Who said I was trying to stop you?" She mused. "I just wanted to slow you d-ooof!" The sudden chest to chest slap down paused the Belgian and stifled her words. She grunted and huffed, feeling Shiera's weight upon her chest but smiled, even as her cheeks reddened. Her legs unfurled from the girl and she tried to bridge as well as she could.

"Chest to chest, tres audacieux!" She commented as she tried to force Shiera off of her with a shove.