Amaya Tsuzuki vs Rebecca Willow and Catherine Pazz

"Whats not fair honey? You say that like you don't have a good pair yourself." Amaya teased in response to what she thought Catherine had just said, though considering how muffled her words were with Amaya's breasts pressed firmly against her lips the girl may have said something completely different. She could hear Rebecca cheering her partner on from the corner but for the moment Amaya had firm control over Catherine and she didn't intend to let that slip through her fingers without first having some fun with the cute woman trapped in front of her.

"In fact, why don't we bring them out so we can compare." She said then with a mischievous smile on her lips as her hands gripped the white tank top of Catherine's, tugging it slowly down to expose some of the woman's cleavage. "What was that? You're right, I'm moving too slow." With that said Amaya would yank down as hard as she could trying to tear the fabric down over Catherine's mounds to expose them completely for her and everyone in attendance to enjoy.

Catherine trying to pushes this, this busty woman off her but she was much stronger and tougher to push out, Amaya teasing her while shes struggling in that darn holds. But she finally got some breath to breathe before her opponent continues to toy with her and trapping little Catherine in the corner, toying her.

"N-nooo!" She could see Amaya reaching for her white tanktop and slowly pulling it down really showing her cleavages before it was completely yanked down and actually being ripped right off and sucks she isnt wearing a bra! "KYAHHHH! NOOOO!" She tried to cover herself the best she can, of course her partner covered her own eyes as everyone else doesnt.

Either Amaya was a lot stronger than she had ever realized or Catherine needed to find some stronger clothing that wasn't so easy to rip as instead of just pulling the shirt down enough to expose the woman's ample bosom it tore right down the middle much to her surprise. "Oh you are naughtier than I thought Catherine, very bold choice going without a bra in that shirt." She said once she saw the lack of a bra covering the woman's mounds, the crowd cheering as they always did when more skin was on display for them to ogle at.

She did feel a little bad for her and so Amaya, once she had taken the rest of her t shirt off of her, pulled away from Catherine to step back into the center of the ring with the torn remains of Catherine's shirt as her prize. "Why are you trying to hide them? You certainly have everything to be proud of honey."

Catherine covered herself after her shirt, easily ripped by a much stronger opponent who seemingly knows how to take things off no matter what you wear, shes dangerous!  She glares at Amaya with a beet red on her face just humiliated from just being topless like that. "Oh my gosh! NOO! UGH!"

Though she backed off and just being really cool about this match so far, Catherine blushes more and more when she talks. "Ngh.... its just, bra doesnt hold... oh nevermind!" she shouted and continues on. "My... my chest... not for anyone here to look at you!" She was so embarrassed, still covering her chest, trying to rush at her and maybe if shes lucky to jump using both of her feet out for the dropkick at her chest.

Amaya didn't need Catherine to finish her statement to understand what she had meant to say, find a bra that properly fit was a problem for all women but it was especially problematic for those with assets as large as they did. Every bra Amaya had ever owned after turning nineteen had been special ordered, otherwise she would have been in quite a lot of trouble when out on the streets chasing down criminals. The second part though Amaya felt was just silly for an AFW wrestler to say, anyone who joined knew the reputation of the league and the kinds of matches that took place on the show so her being embarrassed, even if understandable, felt out of place for someone who signed up for this.

"We will just have to get you some that actually fit you Catherine." Amaya said, sounding much more like the mother she was for a moment than the wrestler persona she had put forth so far. That was brought to an end though as she took the drop kick to her chest, Amaya's generous bust getting flattened against her chest as she flew back and landed flat on her back as she clutched her throbbing chest.

Catherine did what she can to hold her bare busts in while jumping in the air with both feet out hoping to go for a dropkick, hoping to knock down Amaya down so that she can take her time to recover a bit, she was bit overwhelmed by her opponent, even just herself, a best time to start tagging her partner and get herself up, need to redress herself before start feeling chilly.

She would go for her partner using her knees to crawl towards to Rebecca and giving her a tag, on the butt, by accident. "Kyah! Hey!" She stares at her partner while Catherine facial expression with a 'oops' before rolling out of the ring so her partner can go in.

"Okay I can do this." Rebecca slipping in between the ropes and hoping she could rush towards to Amaya, her skirt would be skipping as she run, yet she was more focus on going at her opponent and hoping to jump with her arms and legs out, going for a body splash.

Amaya had only herself to blame for getting struck by that dropkick and she knew it, having let herself get caught up in how cute and innocent Catherine was. Her motherly instincts had taken over for a moment and the other woman had been smart to take advantage of her dropped guard, Amaya was oddly proud of Catherine even if she was a little mad at the girl as well. "Okay..that was a good one." She groaned out, Amaya clutching her chest to guard it from any follow up moves the woman might have in mind for her.

When Catherine failed to exploit the opening she had made for herself Amaya opened her eyes and turned her head towards the team's corner, just in time to see Rebecca leap into the air. She couldn't move out of the way in time and Rebecca landed right on top of her, their breasts getting squashed between their bodies as the woman slammed down on top of her.