SIG vs Chelsea and Amy - Handicap Hentai Match

Tag Style Handicap Hentai Match
Double teaming is allowed after a tag
Victory condition: Submission

Sig waltzed into the arena as her music played on the speakers, appearing in her usual military style hat and jacket that partly covered her black bikini set. Tonight's match was going to pit her against a pair of newcomers, so it should be a lot of fun regardless of how strong those girls were, or so she thought. She only briefly skimmed their profiles after all, never really bothered to check her would be opponent as it's way more fun to see for herself what those girls were capable of in the ring.

She paraded herself around once she slipped herself into the ring, blowing kisses every now and then to the cheering audience before going to her corner to wait the arrival of her would be opponent. An excited grin was decorating herself as she waited, and she occasionally bounced the top ropes a bit just to let out a bit of her excitement.

"Come come... I can barely wait to get started..." Sig said to herself as she fixed her gaze on the entrance of the arena.

Spoiler:

Chelsea music played first and she came out in her bikini, she felt excited to get to wrestle with her best friend and was feeling much more energetic then usual she came out doing a cute little dance shaking her hips almost like a belly dancer and using her cheerleader background to do some impressive flips as came down to the ring fully expecting to have a blast, it was weird to have it be she tai match but she was confident with Amy by her side they would prevail and have fun doing it.

She stopped at the front of the ring and Amy Came out to her music dressed in her bikin as well, rather then her typical lion attire. She wasn't sure what someone was thinking accepting a match with her and giving her a partner but she wasn't about to complain as she made her way to the ramp crawling.

Once she got to her friend she stood up and they hugged. "Not gonna lie I expected someone more tough, pretty sure we don't even need to team up." Amy laced at this. "Of course we don't but let's have some fun with this regardless." she said as she entered the ring and stretched. "Agreed." Chelsea said as she followed suit.

Sig took off her hat and jacket and handed it to the staff as her opponents arrived and put a little show for her the crowds. They looked even better in person than pictures, which only fired her up some more. The redhead was around her size, so Sig figured out that she might be the less of the problems here compared to her taller friend. Not that she's looking down on the girl, though. She didn't have an impressive record herself to say the least after all.

Walking casually towards the center of the ring, the lithe blonde crossed her arms under her chest while waiting for whoever it was that going to face her first to come forward. Her eyes were switching back and forth between the redhead and her blonde friend the whole time, and she couldn't help but to lick her lips briefly. If only the official would just start the damn match already!

Their opponent Looked at the two of them like they were a nice meal, even licking her lips like she was starving. Amy's eyes narrowed and she began to move in looking to take the look of her face but Chelsea stopped her. "Let me start." she asked but Amy shook her head. "I don't like the way she's looking at you." Amy said by Chelsea didn't stop. "Were a team right, if it's too much I'll get you but I think I can take her." Chelsea insisted

Amy sighed before nodding and Chelsea smiled and hugged her then faced Sig as Amy went to their corner. "Hope your ready for this." Chelsea said her tone having become more serious.

"Oh, I've been ready, hun," Sig smiled as she was approached by the redhead. "I hope you and your friend ready to play, heh heh..."

With the ref finally signaled for the match to start, Sig would open up her arms for a lockup invitation towards her opponent. Since it didn't seem like the girl was physically strong, she thought that it shouldn't be too much of a problem challenging her to the contest of strength. Facing her bigger friend would be more fun, but Sig wasn't too picky since she was sure she'd be able to face both of them sooner or later.

"Well...?"

"Heh don't worry about us." Chelsea assured, this chick was way to confident for someone who was in handicap match, and truthful it unnerved her ain't but she quickly slapped her cheecks and stared down the blonde as she raised up her hands.

She wasn't sure about a test of strength, too much could go wron and she wasn't known for her power, instead she moved in like she was going to agree to it but closed in and ducked before sending a punch out to tag Sig's navel and take some of the wind and hopefully some of her smug attitude out of her.

"Augh...!" Sig grunted as Chelsea decided to punch her in the midsection instead of accepting her lockup. "Ugh..."

Fortunately, her abs were one of her most trained parts, so she wasn't particularly too hurt there at the moment. Her arms would attempt to snake around the neck of the redhead in retaliation, aiming to put the girl into a side headlock.

"That wasn't... very nice...!"

Chelsea ducked low and caught Sig's belly but to her surprise she might as well have hit a padded wall as Sig took the blow and quickly recovered enough to catch her low hanging head and and lock her in a head lock.

"I wasn't.going for nice." Chelsea said as she tried to get out of the hold, pushing against Chelsea to try and send her tot the corner and force a realease.

"Yeah...? I'm not either... not really..." Sig grinned a bit as she managed to catch Chelsea in the hold.

Her opponent obviously wasn't content of staying in her clutch, so she would try to shake the girl to the sides a bit to keep her trapped and perhaps slightly disoriented as well. Rubbing a bit of her breast on the side of the redhead's face also gave a nice feel too.

In any case, however, Sig wasn't fully realizing that she's driven towards the corner as well since she and Chelsea didn't have a noticeable physical difference. All that struggling from her opponent was bound to produce some results.

Amy was fuming in the corner helplessly watching as Chelsea's face was half buried in the blondes boob. He couldn't do anything but watch and hope this woman wouldn't do too much although she noticed Chelsea slowly working her over to the corner and prayed that was enough.

Chelsea for her part was having hard time seeing through the hold and having her face smeared against Sig's chest but quickly decided a different alternative as she brough ther has nod don't down between Sig's leg and pushed against her whil pulling and lifting up her leg to send her forward.