Chelsea vs Michiko Debut match

Standard match: first wrestler to get a ping all or submission from there opponent wins. Hentai is allowed.

Chelsea came out in her usual attire as her music was blaring across the arena. As the crowd celebrated she did her typical dance and flips to show off her skills and body as she came down to the ring. Apparently she was fighting some newcomer but what that meant for their experience so Chelsea made sure that no matter who came out, she would be careful to not underestimate them.

Entering the ring Chelsea did one more pose and showed of for the crowd more, wanting to give them a show so they'd want to see her more before she went to her corner and waited for her opponent to make their appearance.

Spoiler:

Michiko came out with a huge smile on her face, decked out in a simple track suit as her music played throughout the arena. She waved at the crowd in attendance as she walked down to the ring. When the blonde haired beauty got to the ring, she looked totally confident, and that didn't change even as she ripped off her track suit to reveal just a multi-colored bikini underneath. Michiko stayed in her corner, giving her opponent a dangerous look, continuing oozing confidence as she lifted her leg straight up to stretch it in an attempt to intimidate her opponent. "You're Chelsea Loski, right? I've heard you're pretty good... but unfortunately for you, I'm pretty good as well and I don't think you're ready for me!" She then brought her leg down quickly before stretching her arms, keeping her eyes on Chelsea. Michiko thought that she did a good job introducing herself. She seemed so cool, so strong, so confident and cool.

Which was actually really good, because Michiko was having a minor meltdown backstage before she came down to the ring. She was pacing back and forth, talking to herself. "I can beat her, right? I will beat her. I have to beat her. There's no way that I can't beat her! But what if I don't beat her? ...Nah, I'll beat her. I hope." And when she watched Chelsea go out to the ring, that didn't make her feel any better. If anything, it made her panic even more. She got a serious case of nerves as her stomach turned. She seemed to be so sure of herself! She could be really challenging! Michiko hated challenge. She liked the simple, easy victories. Where she got to win, maybe show off a little, and then make sure everyone knew just how victorious she was. But this? With this woman? She just had a strong feeling she might have her work cut out for herself. She stayed by the entrance, trembling until her music started. And when it did, she took a deep breath and slapped her hands to her cheeks and walked out, a picture of confidence.

And she rode that confidence all the way down to the ring and to the start of this match. She thought maybe that if she could make her opponent think she was just so assured of victory, it would get into her head and ensure a glorious victory! Of course, she knew she couldn't actually keep it up if things went bad. But for now... she might as well be cocky and cool while she could.

Her opponent came out confident and stripped to reveal to be wearing nothing but a bikini before stretching and expressing confidence in her chances to win. Chelsea was surprised that she'd been heard of by this chick which stroked her ego a little, even as her confidence seemed a bit misplaced by the rookie. Still she smiled at her opponent and offered her hand.

"Well miss... Mitchiko, I'm sure your good, as I'd hate to believe they'd pair me with someone who did mop the floor with. If I'd known you were going to wear a bikini I'd have come in mine. Though I hop you don't mind if abit of that cute little body of yours ends up a little bruised by the end of this. Let's have a good match." Chelsea said as she backed away and went back to her her corner eying her opponent the entire time.

Michiko stared at her opponent for a moment. ...She didn't seem phased at all. Even though Michi was so sure that she seemed so confident, it didn't even phase the redhead! The confident smile on her face twitched slightly as her eyes betrayed her for a moment. "B-bruised...? Why would my body be bruised?" She sounded so dumb right now. Michiko shook her head and looked sure of herself again, pointing an accusing finger at her opponent. "I mean, obviously, because it's going to be your body that's bruised when we're done! Because... because I'm going to beat you up! And... win." She lowered her arm like it was a deflating balloon, her voice's enthusiasm matching that by the end of what she had to say.

The blonde crossed her arms and looked down at the mat, her weak attempt to even sound tough sapping a lot of her confidence from her. "...Yeah, let's just have a good match..." Michiko was kicking herself. Her early attempt at mental superiority had fallen flat, and it probably even backfired on her. Why did this Chelsea girl have to seem so cool?!

"I mean exactly that, I could go for your legs and take you down a few levels, or your cute belly and just knock the wind out of you, or maybe I take out your arms. Who knows but it ends in some bruises in all scenarios." Chelsea said, seeing her confidence decrease as she spoke driving her to continue. "Oh you think so? Well here's a little secret, your gonna have to if you want to win." Chelsea finished as she made her way to her corner.

Once the bell rang Chelsea bolted out of the corner and towards her foe, wanting to take advantage of her dwindling confidence to control the match early. Ringing in Chelsea would attempt to drive her knee to her belly to make good on her talk earlier.

Michiko tried not to pay attention to what Chelsea was saying. She knew at this point she was just trying to get into her head. She knew they'd get bruised and whatnot, but she didn't need to hear the details of it! She shook her head and then shouted out, "Okay, I get it!" And when she looked back up, she saw her opponent charging at her. Michi wasn't ready for this! She backed up a couple steps and held out her arms before getting hit in the stomach hard! Michiko's feet left the ground from the impact and the blonde fell onto her hands on knees before she held her belly, moaning in pain.

She had an entire plan laid out. She was going to have a series of moves she'd start out with in order to start off the match fast and then finish it in a timely manner! She had spent days thinking about it! And just like that, they were all worthless. She continued to groan, looking up at Chelsea as she held her stomach, reaching out towards her in an attempt to start standing up.

Chelsea taking the initiative worked out and as her knee sank into Michiko's belly she folded up to the floor. Chelsea loomed over her as she look e up and tried to regain her footing, frustration at being taken down so easily on her face.

"Oh come on you can't be dropping to the floor that fast on your debut. Here let's help you up." Chelsea grabbed Michiko's arm and pulled her up to her feet, from there Chelsea would attempt to fold her up with two quick punches to her gut before putting her arm over her head and getting Michiko's in a back to back suplex position, trying to lift the girl up and drop her on her back.

When Michiko finally grabbed Chelsea's leg to try and help herself to her feet, she felt the redhead start helping her to her feet. Michi seemed a bit lost. Was she really that nice of a girl? Still, she wasn't about to accept any pity from her opponent. She pouted and tried to push off of Chelsea as she got to her feet and said, "H-hey! I don't need your he--Oooof." And just like that, Michiko took two punches to the stomach before being grabbed and thrown onto her back!

"Aaaaah...!" wheezed the blonde as she held her back in pain, trying to scoot away from her opponent, a hand out to try and protest while the other hand remained on her back. "Okay, stop! I wasn't ready! I had a whole start planned out for this match! Can you just give me a moment?! Please?!" Michi didn't expect her to give her that chance. But if she did, that would be great! Because it isn't mercy this time, it's just giving her a chance to be ready! It's totally different.

Chelsea stood up and Mitchiko was still on the ground, trying to plead her case to get a else's was tempted to give it to her so she could mess with her further by taking her Down again but she knew nothing good came from that.

"Sorry sweety but as the pro here I feel it's my duty to educate you on this, and I can't do that unless I try my hardest to win." Chelsea said as she grabbed Mithicko's legs and tried to turn her over in a Boston crab.

Michiko had a feeling that would happen. But fortunately, it was something she could struggle against. It wasn't her first wrestling match, so she knew exactly what Chelsea wanted to go for. She could withstand a Boston Crab, she knew this. She happened to be extremely flexible and had taken that move plenty of times. But maybe she could do one better. She kept trying to wriggle out of the hold before she could get turned over into the move. And then when the moment was right, Michiko would try to reach up and pull Chelsea in the small package and try to pin her right there! Quick match! Quick ending! It could happen! Gosh, how she hoped it could happen.