A mighty pony mare debuts: Okami vs Lelannie

With the hard impact onto the canvas, Okami's world turned into a kaleidoscope of sparkling colors for a quick moment, then all of them colors would swirl and die into a tunnel of blissful blackness as the poor boy went out like a light.
"..3...!", she slapped her hand down again, but Okami could not even hear her mocking voice.

Once again, Lelannie's self-made count of three didn't officially apply for the win... but it didn't change anything about Okami's defeat: lela had probably just taken that chance to keep her facesitting pin a little longer and enjoy the feel of Okami's slumbering face underneath her butt a little longer.

Lelannie raised his hand up once. Then she let it drop. Had Okami had the power to awaken, he could survive. If not, then he would be submitted. She held her stance on him as everyone sat in wonder to see if he had the power to answer the count.

Needless to say, Okami was not in conditions to come back from his forced nap this early... and for a series of good reasons: having been squeezed by Lelannie's powerful thighs and tail, sexually drained, gassed... and finally piledriven into slumberland.

"TWOO....!!", the fans chanted along as Okami's limp hand dropped to the mats again, unresisting. Only one more time, and Lelannie would be able to celebrate her triumph in the most humiliating way for Okami.... sitting on his cute unconscious face.

"...three!" She said motionless, looking down at the unconscious wolf boy. She really wished she could have sprayed him, but that wouldn't be very fair at all. She writhed her rear on his face and sat there, waiting for the bell.

The ring announcer was a real meanie that night, waiting a few more seconds to allow Lelannie to wriggle her delicious butt a little more over her slumbering victim, and letting the crowd be entranced at how the cute boy was lolled along with the slow movements of her hips, drowned in her beautiful and alluring booty dominance.

Then, the awaited bell finally came, welcomed by a huge joyful roar from the crowd: "DING DING DING DING...!!!".
Round 1 was over, with Lelannie's crushing victory via Tombstone piledriver KO!

Lelannie stood up, grabbed her clothing and sexily put them back on. She stood over the wolf boy, just watching Okami as he laid there, out cold. Lela went to her neutral corner as she jumped up and sat on the top turnbuckle and watched her prey. He would need a miracle to defeat her.

At this point, the fans was in love with Lela to the point of being overexcited not only by her stripping naked, but by her seductive way to get dressed up back too!

As for Okami, she was damn right: having gone through a combo of her most sexy and lethal maneuvres, a normal human opponent would have been at least hospitalized at this point. But this was not the case of our wolfboy, to his good.... or maybe bad fortune.

"U-Unnnrgghhhh..... m-my poor head....", the boy would eventually groan faintly, getting back to his senses within a minute, during which some of the fans had been mumbling and pondering to each other whether he was still alive or not.

"Dammit..... y-you got me for good there... but I am hard to kill... ", he would say, still with a bit of a groaning voice but trying the spirit to slightly grin at her opponent, thus showing some fangs-like teeth.
Like he was now, Lelannie was probably just going to toy with him a little more before "rocking him to sleep" once and for all.

He knew that he still had a possible ace to pull... but his damned werewolf side was whimsical, having the bad habit of showing whenever he liked. And so, all he could do was to try and gain time, possibly hitting fast and moving away fast.... and definitely stay away from those large smothering breasts, squeezing thighs or suffocating hips of hers!

While the cute, still red-faced boy was making all his nice battle plans, the bell rung and the second round was started!
"DING DING...!!!"

Lelannie stood on the top turnbuckle and jumped towards him. She was trying to jump on his shoulders for a hurricanrana attack! The crowd gasped as she did as this was a dangerous maneuver for her to attempt. She was flying at him and if it COULD connect, she would be in the winning grasp to beat him very very soon.

"Woah...!!! O.O", Okami would gasp in alarm, watching the powerful mare straighten herself up on the turnbuckle to then take an impressive jump into his direction, her huge legs spread apart in an attempt at clamping around his head with an incredibly acrobatic move, especially considering her big size.

But the wolfboy had learned a lot about the dangers of those thighs during the first bout and so, while he could probably not deny their deadly embrace in case of a ground grapple, he was still willing to avoid them as long as possible.

Given Lelannie's crushing weight, Okami discarded the tempting option of trying to counter with a spinning powerbomb, rather deciding to just pivot and move aside from Lela's jump. Surely less spectacular, but a lot safer.

Hopefully, Lela would crush herself to the mats from missing the target, and if that was the case, then Okami would follow with an elbow drop aimed at her massive bosoms.

Lelannie was surprised that she missed him, but right now, that was the least of her worries. She came crashing down on the mat as she landed and oh god was she in pain. "Ow shit! I forgot about the speed!" She tried to stand up. The crowd went silent as she was having trouble standing and she moved to the corner, sitting to rest before trying to get up. What would his counter attack be...?