Ami Takeuchi vs "Johnny" Higurashi

The supermodel managed to pull off that running DDT, straightway she got shifted up to sit on her butt as she scratched the back of her head. "Oops, how did I do that. I just kind of slipped" she giggled, making her self look like an air head to everyone to gain some attention. She tilted her head to see Johnny trying to get back up on his feet and she was quick to crawl towards his body to shove him on his shoulders to get him down on his back.

The supermodel wanted to get least get the satisfaction of a pin attempt on Johnny, after shoving him down on his back , Ami would attempt to lay across his chest. Her breasts flattened across his muscular chest as she tried to get a quick pin "ONE!"

Johnny heard Ami's words and sneered, even while his face was buried in the mat. She was making it sound like an accident? If it had been Johnny, he'd have been PROUD of the reversal! What kind of girl was this? It seemed like she might not even have cared very much about wrestling.

Johnny didn't have too much time to think about it as Ami shoved him onto his back and plopped down onto him. The jolt of her lithe body pressing against his, combined with the ref's quick slap of the mat for the one count, jolted him back to his senses.

Johny threw his arms up and tried to use his impressive strength to just heave Ami off of him before she could even get the count of two!

It felt good, real good. Ami was feeling really proud and arrogant the way she managed to counter Johnny's next move by her running DDT. However, she still pretended and kept her "air-head" attitude as she made it look like it was a mistake, atleast by her body language and expressions.

The supermodel went for a quick pin but Johnny had a lot more in the tank to just get pinned by that, as Ami laid across his chest he quickly shoved upwards to knock her off her perch and get shoved to the side. Breaking the count right after one, Ami got back up on all fours as she smirked at Johnny, licking her lips deviously.

"Like seriously? you had a HOT supermodel lay across you in a sexy manner and you just shove her off? Like....SERIOUSLY?" she mocked him as she fixed her sport bra and darted off towards him to grab a fistful of his short hair to yank him back up to his feet. "Come on big boy, Im not done with you yet" she hissed.

Johnny sat up and and caught his breath when he heaved Ami off her. He looked incredulously at the girl while she admonished him. She WAS sexy, that was for sure, but he had an answer for her.

Unfortunately, he was on him before he could even open his mouth, tugging him up by the hair to try and get him to stand.


"Guah! The hell!?"

Johnny got to a knee quickly and pushed off. Instead of standing, he tried to bury his shoulder into her chest and wrap her arms around her body to drive her backwards into a turnbuckle.

Ami was liking her dominance alot, a sick smile of satisfaction came across the corner of her lips as she pulled her opponent up to his feet using his hair. The supermodel took her sweet time to slowly lift Johnny up, which allowed the male wrestler to recover his bearing and counter attack.

"Ouuuufffffffffffff" The supermodel bucked back and doubled over infront of Johnny once he slammed his shoulder into her belly, before long she felt his strong arms wrap around her slender waist and began to power her back into the corner turnbuckle. *THUD*, her back slams against the corner turnbuckle, with Johnny driving her into it, knocking some wind out of her lungs.

Once Johnny had compressed the lovely Takeuchi sibling into the corner, he pushed up, his face slipping into the valley of her chest while he made his next move. He had her pinned against the corner with his arms still wrapped around her and used his impressive strength to lift her up and set her on the top rope.

Johnny would then slide his hand down and clutch her tight shorts while the other hand pushed into Ami's chest as though he might be deliberately copping a feel.

He wasn't. Ami's chest, and her modest mounds, was just the anchor point for Johnny's attempt to heave Ami up and into a military press!

The supermodel was firmly pinned in the corner, her back was pressing against the corner turnbuckle as she wriggled and squirm against it. She felt her opponent's face brush against her perky breasts as he got back up on his feet. Ami tried to push back, her hands slapping and clawing at his shoulders but Johnny had still had his arms wrapped around her waist and used his grip to lift her up and host her up on the turnbuckle.

Before long, he clutched her lycra wrestling briefs and cupped his hands around her breasts to lift her up above his head in a military press. "Waaaahhhhh! Y-you freakin perv! S-top groping me and PUT ME DOWN" the supermodel shrieked as she began to kick her legs in the air as she was put up for display almost.

It was tough to hold onto her but once he got Ami in the air, he took a few steps to bring her to the middle of the ring. His powerful arms felt like they could hold onto her all day long but he couldn't if she kept wriggling like that. It was a good thing that he didn't have to.

"Sure thing, dude." Johnny said with a wide grin.

Johnny then bent his arms and pushed, heaving Ami in the air so that she'd fly off of his hands. As she dropped, he knelt down so that she'd end the seven or so foot drop right on his knee!

Ami was in awe of her opponents strength while she was hoisted up high in the air, she kept wriggling and squirming as much as she could, wanting to somehow slip behind him and twist around to drop on her feet, however Johnny was having none of that. As soon as he started to feel her struggle's were about to give effect to a counter, he pushed up and threw the supermodel in the air to back off a step and extend his knee, the supermodel's belly came down right on his knee!

"OOoouuufffffffff! *cough* oouurghhh gawd...no..." she began to moan out loudly in pain, falling down on her side with her hands wrapped around her belly to further protect it from any punishment while beginning to roll away from her opponent to catch her breath after that impact on her belly. "Y-you...Bastard" she hissed, while rolling towards the nearest bottom rope.

Johnny was going to go for a pin straight away but Ami was already starting to roll away. Her instincts were good, at least. Johnny chased after her as she crawled away and he reached for her legs, looking to drag her back into the middle if the ring.

"I though for sure, you'd be finished after that, dude. Nice."

He seemed to compliment Ami on her resiliency but really, he was glad that the match might be bet longer.