Softcore Tournament Round 2: Aoka Reinhardt Vs. Lady Lakota

The actress was forced to push herself up onto her feet now that she had managed to create a fair bit of distance between her and her rival, she shook her head a bit as she huffed out for air. Letting herself cool down for a few seconds...she was pretty upset though, mostly with herself that she had let Janet get the better of her like that...it was unforgivable, and she would have to work twice as hard to make up for that!

Aoko would soon crouch herself down into her grappling stance after watching Janet do the very same...but when Janet started to inch her way closer and closer to Aoko the redhead wouldn't falter or panic. She knew that was what the Lady Lakota waned and that this was just going to end badly if she rushed in headstrong into the fray. Instead the actress would bite down on her bottom lip to keep herself from doing anything foolhardy, keeping herself in check through a bit of pain.

She had to play this smart if she wanted to have a chance, it was already clear from that little exchange that Janet had grown quite skilled in their time away from each other. As such Aoko would try and start to slowly inch her way closer to Janet as well. When they were close enough to each other, Aoko would shift her weight around and move to try and throw her right arm out towards Janet as if she was gonna launch a powerful straight punch aimed at the raven haired girl. However! This was but a faint, for at the last moment she'd duck down low and push forward with her legs, attempting to drive her shoulder into Janet's waist and groin in order to try and go for a low tackle, attempting to take those legs out from under her rival and get her down onto her back.

If Aoko could pull that off then the redhead would swiftly try and move her hands up to the press the base of each of her palms down against roughly where Janet's belly button was, taking a deep breath before she'd attempt and push down with all her power in one strong surge to crush those abs and pain Janet a lot...as well as hopefully drive out a fair bit of air out of her rival's lungs and leave her foe weakened for a second or two so she could work on trying to get them even.

Annoyingly, Aoko did not immediately leap forward in order to try to exact some revenge. She was smart enough, it seemed, to avoid falling into that obvious of a trap. But, even so, she did not have much time to think. Janet would inch her way towards Aoko, coming closer and closer every second, and the actress had to know that her time to make a move was running out. Once Janet was close enough, the Lakota would throttle her. Janet, of course, was more than happy to do that, but she wanted Aoko to go on the offensive. She wanted something to counter, something that she could turn completely back around against Aoko to make the actress's situation truly hopeless.

Aoko would begin to scoot closer, as well, and when she made her move with her arm, Janet would move to grab that arm, wrapping both hands around it, one at the wrist and one just below the elbow, getting ready to whip Aoko across the ring and into the ropes. However, just as Janet was about to make her move, Aoko made hers, coming in hard with the rest of her body and slamming her shoulder into Janet's stomach, barely an inch above the Lakota's crotch. All of the wind immediately went out of Janet's body, and she wheezed like an asthmatic septuagenerian as she fell backwards with Aoko on top of her.

Once down on the canvas, though her ears were ringing, Janet would begin to try to recover, taking deep, greedy breaths of air at a rapid pace. But Aoko predicted Janet's attempt to recover, and she would quickly crush it, placing her palms against the Native American fighter's stomach and forcing them down hard, to force all that air that Janet had managed to regain back out of her. Janet wheezed some more.

Aoko's planned seemed to work quite well as she moved in and managed to feint out Janet, as she had imagined the Lady Lakota went to grab a hold of the arm of the actress who answered that by driving her shoulder into her rival and driving not only the air out of her lungs but drove the brunette down onto her back down onto the mat. The crowd was without a doubt getting their moneys worth tonight as they kept their eyes upon the beautiful pair of women fight it out in the ring. Neither one of which looking as if they wanted to give and inch and if one was taken that would be fought tooth and nail for to get it back and tip the scales into ones favor.

The actress had taken Janet down and with it she decided to push her advantage, pressing her palms down hard against her rival's stomach and once again driving the air out of her stomach in a painful manner. Which had worked just fine as it left Janet in quite the pickle, wheezing for air on her back. Aoko decided to quickly take advantage of this window of opportunity, her hands quickly went down to Janet's crotch...one hand would press against her rival clothes clad crotch and give it a light rub her her palm, as her other hand would try and grip a hold of the girl's button and quickly unbutton the jeans, her hand on Janet's crotch would once again give a rubbing against her rivals covered crotch, this time with more force as she'd try and use her other hand to pull down the zipper of the native American's pants.

Aoko grinned a bit as she'd look down upon Janet's frame, her hands would quickly move up towards the waist line of her rival by her hips and swiftly try and pull down those pants of Janet, moving up and backwards as she did in order to attempt to yank those jeans off of her rival!

Janet was suddenly winded, now, all of the oxygen that she had been trying to regain after that initial shoulder tackle being forced out of her once again. She would wheeze and then try to take in a few gulps of precious air, slowly settling herself down and gaining strength again. Now, she was frustrated, and she was going to make Aoko pay for that trick! The Lakota really shouldn't have fallen for it in the first place. If she had been just a little bit faster, she wouldn't have fallen for it.

Well, as it was, Aoko was in control. The redhead's hands moved downwards, and Janet originally thought that her rival was going for the hem of her shirt. but Aoko's hands slid a little bit lower, and Janet would growl lowly as her foe rubbed at her crotch. With a pair of skinny jeans and panties in between that rubbing hand and her crotch, Janet didn't feel it in too intense a fashion, but it was still enough to send a little shiver through her body. And right after that, Aoko's hands began to undo Janet's pants, opening up the button and then sliding down the zipper to reveal the crotch of Janet's white cotton panties.

"Let go...!" Janet would hiss, but Aoko wouldn't, as she would instead get up on her knees and grab onto Janet's legs, to begin yanking the jeans right off of the Wisconsonite's body. Janet here was thankful that she was wearing skinny jeans, because it stopped Aoko from pulling them off right away. The first yank pulled the pants mostly down Janet's butt, with the tan butt cheeks of the Lakota girl now sticking out of the waistband of the pants and pressing against the canvas. Janet would quickly start kicking her legs, trying to force Aoko to let her go before she could pull the jeans down any further. If she were able to pull them down just a couple more inches, the task of pulling them down the rest of the way would be much simpler...

Her situation was improving bit by bit, she only need to keep pushing forward, reaching for that horizon that was the path to victory, if she could keep on fighting there was still a chance that she'd be able to take down Janet. Sadly for Aoko her rival started to fight back...no wait, this wasn't bad...if she could pull those pants off when Janet was fighting back like this it would be all the more sweet. The Actress grit her teeth as she braced herself against those kicking legs.

She already knew how she could pull this pants of Aoko easier, and as such the actress would attempt it. She quickly tried to stand up onto her feet, keeping her hold on Janet's pant legs and she try and yank them upwards, attempting to force Janet lower body upwards so that the only thing of her rival's body that was still pressed against the mat was her shoulders, upperback and head, attempting to place Janet in a difficult position to fight back from and with it try to yank on those pant legs over and over to try and pull those jeans off of Janet's shapely rear and then hop backwards to try and yank them off of her rival's legs. " Stop kicking and I will!...After you've lost those tacky jeans of course! They are unsightly on your figure."

Aoko was refusing to let go of the pant legs, even as Janet was kicking wildly and trying her best to throw Aoko away. For a couple of seconds, Janet thought that she might have gotten one leg loose, and she would try to swing it around far to the side and away from Aoko's hands, but before it could get anywhere Aoko had a hold on it again. And with a firm hold on both legs, Aoko would now stand up, pulling Janet upwards so that her body was upside down, straight up in the air. Frustratedly, the brunette continued to kick her legs, but it had little effect, other than causing her panty-clad butt to bounce a little bit for Aoko and the audience.

Aoko's hop managed to pull the jeans down well past Janet's butt, and she would begin to slide them off more easily now that they were halfway down, sliding them past Janet's knees. Janet wished that she had found tighter skinny jeans to put on—if she had managed to find the ones that she had worn back during her first match at AFW, Aoko would have never gotten them off. Well, those regrets all came too late, now, as Aoko was managing to slide the jeans right down Janet's legs, revealing plenty of smooth, tan skin.

"Unsightly on my figure, huh...?" Janet would repeat contemptuously. "I'd love to know what you'd recommend..." She was trying her best to take the inevitable loss of her blue jeans in stride, but it was difficult, as her voice cracked a couple of times in anger as she spoke.

Aoko yanked down again and again and soon enough she got those tight jeans off of her rival, which was the biggest hurdle in a match like this. Pants should be the main thing one goes for first because they are the most difficult to get off of someone, especially when they were as kick happy as someone like Janet...and Aoko by an extent. Even so the beautiful Actress would grin as she managed to pull those pants off of her rival, stepping back a step for two as she held onto the skinny jeans and looked on at Janet. Hearing her rivals words and the angry little tone of her.

Even though Aoko had sort of meant her words as a compliment to Janet, that she should have picked a nicer looking pair to help accentuate her beauty. Though perhaps it came off wrong ? Or Janet was just angry that she had just lost her pants and now was left in her panties with those lovely legs of hers bare. Aoko would shake her head a bit and decide it was a waste of time to try and explain herself or try and fix the situation.

" A darker color perhaps ? " Aoko would simply let out as she'd then proceed to try and go after her downed rival, attempting to reach down for one of those legs of Janet's again then attempt to roll Janet over onto her front to try and grip a hold of that ankle of Janet's to try and twist it around, wanting to lock her Native American rival into a ankle lock submission hold and try to show off some of her own wrestling prowess.

Janet had almost felt something when she heard Aoko's backhanded compliment, but she wasn't going to go and start thanking the redheaded actress for calling her figure nice after she insulted her fashion choice and tore the jeans off of her to even the score of their fight. The best the Lakota could do was to try to keep everything she said civil and not quite so venomous as she was tempted to make it. And she was tempted. But she wanted to show that she was the bigger woman here tonight.

"Ugh..." Janet would groan, as Aoko suggested that perhaps she should be wearing darker-colored jeans. Janet almost laughed at that, since she knew that that sort of fashion advice hardly made sense at all. With her slightly darker skin, lighter-colored jeans provided a pleasant contrast and helped to accentuate her tan face and body. She knew that the color of her jeans was perfect, of course, and that Aoko was just messing with her, but she was still annoyed, and wanted to fire a little back at her rival.

"You're lucky that you have the costume department working with you on your movies, sweetie," the Native American wrestler would say. "It'd be a shame if such a gorgeous body appeared on screen wearing...well, all of that." Aoko had given her a backhanded compliment, and Janet repaid her in kind.

Now, Janet, having caught her breath, would begin to crawl, trying to get away, but Aoko seemed to have other ideas, as she lunged and tried to capture Janet's leg. The Lakota knew she could not let that happen. They each needed only one more item of clothing to win, and Janet knew that she was at a disadvantage, as a shirt was much easier to remove than a pair of jeans. So when Aoko went to grab her, seizing ahold of one of Janet's legs, the Lakota knew she had seconds to act. She would twist around to grab one of Aoko's ankles with both hands, pulling on it suddenly to try to take it right out from underneath the redhead and bring her crashing down to the canvas on her ass.

It seemed as if Janet didn't want to listen to her and didn't appreciate how great a beautiful tanned girl could look in dark colors, to dress as a beautiful night sky was without a doubt something that would fit the beautiful Native American well. Though it seemed she was either too stubborn to accept such a thing or not willing to accept fashion advice from someone from that very world. Though Aoko wouldn't hold that against Janet, their relationship was already strained enough....no need to strain it even further.

Though when Janet started to throw that backhanded compliment at Aoko she would scoff a bit. This was the attire of her movie character who was quite popular...more so since it seemed quite a lot like Janet kept up with her movies and such that it was an attempt to rile Aoko up and not a very good one at that. The redheaded actress would proceed to move in and attempt to grab that leg of Janet's, but as she did she felt her rival's hands upon her leg, yanking it away from underneath the beautiful Brit and downing her on her rear.

" Ungh..." Aoko groaned out as she'd quickly attempt and shove Janet's legs to the side, fearful of a kick or something from her rival. " Thanks for the tip..." she grumbled out reluctantly with a clear sarcastic tone, even rolling her eyes a bit at the girl's opinion.

Aoko obviously didn't enjoy getting fashion advice from Janet any more than the Lakota enjoyed getting fashion advice from her. That was good. Aoko was getting a taste of her own medicine. She was hardly a fashion icon, and if she was going to quibble about something as ridiculous as the shade of blue of Janet's jeans—and be wrong about it, at that—then she was never going to be one. Well, at least Aoko had a body that could look incredible in just about anything. That helped to make up for her lack of fashion sense.

Janet managed to avoid Aoko's attempt to grab her leg and put her in an ankle lock, as she grabbed Aoko's ankle instead and took it out from under her, bringing her slamming back down onto the canvas. The redhead, realizing the danger, immediately shoved against Janet's legs. And, honestly, Janet didn't mind separating for the time being. She needed to catch her breath. She supposed she would let Aoko do the same. This match was destined to be a quick one, but the decisive scuffle was still to come. Janet needed every ounce of energy she could muster.

She would roll away from Aoko and get up onto her feet, feeling an uncomfortable draft now that she was pantsless. She waited for Aoko to rise, as well, wanting a chance to examine just what sort of shape her rival was in right now.