Trini "Starshine" Carazo vs. Ayane "Empress" Yamamoto

The crowd had been loud and boisterous the whole of this young fight, cheering as if Nolan Ryan was taking the mound. There would be no no-hitters tonight, of course. Both of them had already landed more than one, between Ayane's punches and Trini's kicks.

That didn't mean that every would-be blow would land. Trini found her jab, meant to test her opponent's abs more substantially, was swiftly blocked, and Ayane retaliated with a jab of her own. Trini would respond in kind, using a hand to swat at Ayane's wrist and deflect the fist away from her belly. Trini saw an opportunity to show off some more technical skill and surprise Ayane, who obviously believed herself to be the queen of all things wrestling.

"Hey now, a billboard like that costs money, flower!" Grabbing onto Ayane's wrist, Trini would yank on it. She would try to maneuver herself behind Ayane and tuck Ayane's arm back underneath an armpit. Then, Trini's left leg would come around to curl around her foe's...with the intention of pulling Ayane into a quick abdominal stretch and making that belly burn!

Ayane could care less how big the loan was for Trini to afford a billboard, she wanted to punch her guts and see her crumble for daring to think she was allowed to touch her abs just because she did a workout video. Sadly her fist missed, she was never the best brawler and her arm was pulled back while Trini slipped around her to pull her into an abdominal stretch. Ayane was completely aware of what the plan was....And she hated it.

"Aarrggh! You vile american! You think you'll ruin my body this way!?" Ayane shouted through the pain shaking her head as she was stretched back, she felt her stomach muscles start to ache as they were slowly pulled back. Stretching her as she tightened her abs and attempted to resist. Refusing to give her the pleasure of being in pain for too long while she struggled to escape. She was close to snarling, but refused to do that and look like a wild animal when she was the pinnacle of greatness.

Trini transitioned smoothly from slugging it out to using one of her favorite submission holds, the abdominal stretch. She had made more than one little girl melt in the clutches of this hold before, and using it had proven to be a boon for her image—audiences liked to see a woman put on display the way the Empress was now, body stretched out and smooth, toned belly at maximum extension, and there was at least one poster being circulated around southern California record stores and dorm rooms of Trini putting a victim from up the coast in Santa Barbara in a particularly brutal rendition of it.

Trini replicated one of the most distinctive aspects of that poster now on Ayane: she chuckled softly and leaned in to press her lips against the Japanese woman's neck, taunting her with the act of the kiss and leaving a faint smudge of lipstick on the woman's fair skin. She slid her mouth up to Ayane's ear and whispered in her ear as she struggled. "Be careful, flower...tightening your abs when they're stretched out like that is a great way to get them wrecked, you get me?" she cooed, twisting her body as she did to stretch Ayane even further out in a way which should cause a nice, sharp jolt of abdominal pain!

Ayane's anger could only get hotter as the hold got tighter, a submission move used on her with the clear intent to make her a master of any submissions tap was enough to set the Earth ablaze. The ensuing anger at the submission being focused on her belly, the strongest core on the entire Eastern Hemisphere could cause the universe to melt. The way her abs stretched in the hold while it was put on display for the Americans to take in with their eyes was embarrassing, an embarrassing moment that she would make Trini pay for. If she needed any other reasons it was punctuated by Trini leaning in and giving Ayane's neck a kiss and whispering in her ear.

"Rrraaaggghh!" Ayane screamed, a mix of pain and anger exploded from her mouth so loudly you'd think she was possessed by a demon as the hold was extended. But instead of giving up Ayane would start to shake out pushing against the hold and moving her legs to prepare herself for her escape. She would tighten her core and start to straighten herself against Trini, getting just even enough that she could kick her leg to the side and turn away from her opponent after slipping away and try to bring her down with an arm drag.

The Japanese woman put on a fantastic show of whining and fussing while she was stuck in the excruciating abdominal stretch, something which would make for great material on Trini's next videotape. Trini only wished that she herself could get a good look at what was happening to her opponent's abs right now, as they were twisted in a direction which they could not normally extend in, pulling them as taut as possibly against Ayane's skin in a display of gorgeous agony.

Having left her mark on Ayane's neck, Trini still wasn't about to release her hold, not even when her opponent started roaring like a wild animal. She would have been glad to hold onto the ab stretch until she elicited a submission from Ayane, but the visitor had something else in mind. She kept on straining against the hold, doing more and more damage to her own abs but managing to slowly fight into a position where Trini's hold was not locked in. When she made it there, Ayane grabbed onto Trini's arm, swept a leg back...and, with a gasp, Trini went tumbling down onto the canvas with her arm captured in her opponent's clutches! "Kguh!"