Wendy Wyatt v. Noel Laurent - Humiliation w/ Kawaiis

Win by forcing a submission out of embarrassment.
Hentai moves allowed

Wendy was excited. This would be her first ever appearance in the ring, and she couldn't be more pumped for it. Her excited was painted clearly there on her face, a very small smile breaking out of her usual flat expression. The cute green girl had spent a while training for this, getting herself after almost a year of being stuck indoors with less interesting, less physical and less-paying jobs.

The upcoming match was going to be a bit dirty, which Wendy had no qualms about. She'd watched a fair bit of these matches before joining the league, they'd all looked like a lot of fun from an observer's standpoint, so participating in one seemed like the natural thing.

At the signal, she stepped out, as a flute-heavy electro beat played out from the speakers. She was clad in a tight-fitting black one-piece with the midriff cut out, and a loose cloak around it that flowed with her steps. The audience cheered for her, but she didn't seem to react to them, cutting her path straight for the ring. With little flourish, she was in her corner, and only then did Wendy seem to realize that all these people were cheering for her, giving them a slight smile and short bow.

Noel knew her opponent was headed out to the ring. She got a glimpse of her but it would make little difference. The butterflies in Noel's stomach were intense. Match that with her generally shy nature and Noel was almost paralyzed with fear. She could not have had her opponent's music stop fast enough, as she was beyond nervous at this point. Simply hopping up and down like a little bunny, until her own entrance music would play.

A sensual slow melody would play as Noel would appear from the back and start to head down to the ring. Not wanting to worry about things like robes, Noel was clad in her one-piece bathing suit that featured the Canadian flag on it. Noel felt it best that she represent her country as best she could. What better way than to wear the flag on her outfit.

Entering the ring she could tell that the crowd was not entirely on her side. There were some cheers but it felt like the cheering was louder for her opponent. This was going to be a humiliation match, where the winner would be determined by simply embarassing your opponent to the point where they proclaim that they can no longer take anymore and quit.

Noel would look across the ring at her opponent and she could not have the opening bell come soon enough to start the match. "Good luck, let's have a good match!" Noel would say as she settled into her corner waiting for the match to begin.

Wendy watched the entrance, wondering who'd be her opponent. Out came a cute brunette, wearing a flag on a one-piece. It was pretty dorky looking in Wendy's opinion. Luckily for Noel, Wendy was here to help her get rid of it, if the match was going to be going in that direction.

And it certainly would if Wendy had any say.

At the brunette's enthusiastic greeting, Wendy replied with a dismissive nod, before looking away and undoing her cloak. "Ah... that's better.", she glanced back, looking up at her foe-to-be up and down intently. "You think you'd last more than a few minutes?"

"For you, maybe ten?" Noel would cadually respond toward Wendy. Not sure if she was looking for a real respone or just being silly, Noel would offer an honest answer.

Noel needed to take this a little more seriously. This was not just another sparring session where she would get tossed around like a rag doll. This was a match, a real match in the AFW. Noel would notice that you seem to be a little more "gifted" up top compared to Wendy.

This seem to be the one thing Noel was able to focus on as the entirety of the situation was starting to overwhelm her somewhat. Being a normally shy woman, Noel was certainly taking this all for what it was worth. With her opponent discarding her cloak, the match was about to begin. As both women move to the center of the ring, Noel would look to begin the match with a tie up to see where she stood with her opponent.

"Ten?" Noel answered her rhetorical question quite seriously. "That's a pretty long time, I'm not sure if ya can make it..." She approached Noel in the center, hearing the start of the match.

Noel came in quite close, until they were almost touching heads. One of her hands clasped around her neck, and Wendy did the same, pushing against Noel's arm and challenging her tie-up head-on. She knew she wasn't exactly strong, but Noel's small frame suggested the Canadian couldn't be too strong either.

Both Noel and Wendy would engage in the tie up. Noel was the taller of the two by a whole inch. Noel's abilities were basic as she was still probably in need of a good bit of training still. She at least could try a few things here, though it was likely Wendy would outmaneuver the Canadian in some way.

Looking to make the first move, Noel would try to get Wendy into a headlock. The intention would be to get Wendy near to the ropes so that she could send her off with an Irish Whip.

Noel moved first, tugging on Wendy's neck, pulling her along. "Guuah..." The green-haired girl would counter in a unconscionable way, releasing Noel's neck and giving her an open-palmed smack right in the maple leaf on her chest!

"Ahh!.. Ow. Why?" Noel would quip at Wendy as she recoiled backward. Getting hit right in the boobs was unsettling for her and she would try to back off while keeping one of her hands over top of her chest. Wendy had landed the first blow and Noel was already recoiling in fear as she started to try to rub away the sharp pain she was feeling in her breasts.

Wendy could easily follow up as Noel does not seem to interested in the match right now as she is instead focused on tending to her mangled mounds.

Wendy wasn't expecting a single slap to be enough to get Noel off of her, but she wouldn't complain. The slightly bustier Canadian recoiled almost instantly, letting Wendy go. "Why? Did you forget what kinda match this is?", she allowed herself a small smirk.

While Noel was still rubbing her busty chest, Wendy would take the chance to strike. The green-haired beauty bound forward, reaching out to grab two handfuls of Noel. "Then it'll be my job to remind you, then...?"

Noel was reeling from the strike, she was simply not accustomed to being hit at all. The sharp pain being thrown through her body was starting to subside a bit when Wendy started to reach out for Noel and would not meet any resistance from Noel as for now she was simply backpedalling and trying to cover up her chest as best she could.

With how bad Noel was at defense, that was basically an open invitation for Wendy at this point.