Debut Handicap Match! Shirona Matsuya vs ???

Shirona waited confidently by the entrance to the arena, waiting for her theme to begin. Her debut match in AFW, heh. She thought she was going to have her debut and grand entrance with her family but considering how she was the first to be accepted into this association, she might as well kick things started. She caught a glimpse of her two adorable little opponents before the beginning of the match, eyeing their profiles. Despite how monstrous her style normally is, she considers herself the tactician between her and her husband. These two girls appeared to be affiliated with a faction known as the Brat Pack. This will make things certainly interesting. Her theme would start playing and she would strut out onto the ramp.

The crowd cheered and whistled as they gawked at her body. Smirking, she thought how adorable it was for all these young men to be staring at her body, yet not knowing her heart already belonged to someone. She would wave to the crowd before hopping into the ring and taking off her black coat, throwing it out off the ring and rested in her corner, ready to meet her victims.

Somehow, Momoka and Misuzu had managed to get themselves roped into another handicap match, in spite of the way they had imploded during the last time. Well this time, it was more Brat Pack business, and there weren't any... personal issues muddling things up between them and their foe, so it at least seemed unlikely they would go at each other mid match again.

Emerging on stage, Momoka in a pink bikini and Misuzu in a green one, the two ill-reputed girls were greeted with the usual rain of booing and jeering. Ignoring as they always did, they quickly both slid up onto the canvas where their opponent was already waiting. Much to their chagrin, the profile they were given wasn't wrong, and the woman standing there towered over both of them by at least a foot. There was no way either of them could take her head on. Fortunately, that wasn't their usual strategy anyway.

"Who the hell let this old lady in here!?" Momoka jeered, trying to make fun of the large age gap between them. "Seriously, you're gonna throw out your back or something!"

They had no idea what kind of personality the woman had, but if they could bait her into attacking them recklessly, Misuzu could easily land a cheap shot and give them an advantage.

A smile formed across Shirona's face when she saw her opponents. Oh this was better than she expected. Not only were they much shorter than she expected, but they just looked absolutely delicious in those skimpy bikinis they wore. Licking her lips like a predator, she patiently watched her two preys enter the ring. Not a moment to spare and the pink-haired little girl was already starting with the insults.

Shirona simply gave Momoka her motherly smile, the kind that always threw people off before she lunged in and snatched her prey. "My oh my, aren't you just a naughty little girl," Shirona chuckled as the bell rang, signifying the match had begun. Strutting towards the pink-haired girl, she would bend over so she could match eye level with the little girl, showing how much of a height difference the two had.

"I might be old, but that just means I have more experience," Shirona chuckled before her eyes suddenly flashed and she would suddenly shoot out her hand and grab Momoka's face! Gripping the little girl's face tightly, Shirona would stand straight up, effortlessly lifting the girl off her feet and into the air!

"With age comes experience! Ever hear that phrase girly!?" Shirona roared as she would suddenly slam Momoka down hard onto the canvas!

Momoka and Misuzu both smirked as Shirona approached them, seemingly falling for the taunt. As the blonde stopped to look down upon the pink-haired girl, her sneaky partner attempted to shuffle behind the woman, getting ready to jump her.

"Pshh, so what? Don't think that we're so-!!! Momoka was suddenly cut short as Shirona grabbed her by the face. Lifted up into the air, the pink-haired girl's eyes bulged in fear and in pain, meekly kicking her legs.

As she was slammed down against the canvas with full force, Momoka felt her entire body quake from the impact, while her brain was also jarred within her skull. In complete shock, the girl could only lay there on the mat, trembling in pain.

Of course, Misuzu should have used that chance to strike, but was instead horrified as she saw her partner get handled like that so effortlessly. Her legs refused to budge, and she could only watch on as Momoka was smashed into the mat. "O-oh shit..." she stammered out, practically paralyzed with fear.

Grinning like the monster she was, a monstrous aura started emitting from her, her old Yankee persona returning back to her. Her eyes quickly darting to the little ninja behind her, Shirona would practically disappear and reappear behind the girl. "I. See. You~," Shirona smirked as she would suddenly wrap her arms around Misuzu's waist and fling her backwards with a devastating German Suplex! Shirona would let go of the green-clad ninja and crack her knuckles and loosen up her neck as she towered over the girl.

"I hope you girls aren't expecting to leave this ring in one piece, cause when I'm done with you," Shirona grinned maliciously, bending down and sitting on Misuzu's back and pulling her legs in a painful Boston Crab! "You'll be leaving here in pieces!"

Misuzu couldn't tell if her senses were being warped by fear or if the gigantic woman really could move faster than her. Despair sunk in as soon as Shirona's arms wrapped around her slender waist, right before she was hammered with a German Suplex.

The impact was so harsh the brunette couldn't even cry out in pain, just falling limply to the mat in a daze. She could cry out, however, when the powerful blonde pulled her into a Boston Crab hold, with enough force that it felt like she was going to snap in half.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Misuzu screamed in anguish, completely defenseless and at the woman's mercy.

This was exactly what Shirona was looking for in a match. The pain filled screams of her poor, helpless opponents. That was one of the only things she loved back when she was a teenager, brawling against delinquents, when they were screaming their little heads off from pain. Smirking, Shirona told herself she was gonna put these two little girls through hell before this match ended. After keeping Misuzu in the Boston Crab for a minute or so, Shirona decided it was time she gave Momoka some attention again. But why shouldn't see kill two birds with one stone?

Getting off of the poor ninja girl, Shirona grabbed the back of Misuzu's head and lifted her up into the air while she walked over to the pink-haired girl. Picking Momoka up in a similar fashion, Shirona would lift both girls high up in the air to demonstrate how fast she was able to make these two girls powerless before smashing their heads against one another! She would then let them drop at her feet and sneered down at them.

Misuzu had all but screamed herself hoarse by the time Shirona let go of her. With excruciating pain surging down her spine, the brunette could only whimper miserably, even as the blonde lifted her up into the air by her head. Feeling almost sick to her stomach with fear, Misuzu just hung limply in the monstrous woman's grasp, praying for things to be over soon.

Meanwhile, Momoka was just starting to recover, rolling over onto her hands and knees, while still trying to process exactly what had happened to her. Shirona was more than happy to give her another demonstration, however, grabbing the back of her head and once more lifting the pink-haired girl off her feet. "Wh-wh-what are..." she stammered out, just as terrified of their current situation as her partner was.

Not that either of them were really dwelling on it, after the blonde slammed their skulls together with a sickening crack, knocking both of them to the edge of unconsciousness. Their two petite forms fell to the canvas in a heap, Misuzu laying limply atop Momoka, both of them moaning softly.

Shirona smirked as she triumphantly placed her foot on Misuzu's back and pushing down, squashing the two girls and pinning them down to the canvas. Shirona laughed as she would dig the heel of her boot down, really forcing the two Kawaii wrestlers into the canvas. "Oh come on! This can't really be all that ya two got! The match has literally only just begun!" Shirona taunted wickedly before raising her boot high in the air and bringing it down on Misuzu's back!

Shirona would then kick Misuzu's side to roll her off of Momoka before bending down and grabbing the top of Momoka's head, lifting her up again so they were at eye-level. "So pipsqueak, tell me. Is this really all that you and your pathetic friend have to offer?" Shirona asked, "Well? Is it!?"

Misuzu's body flopped as Shirona's foot came crashing down on it, the brunette's face twisting into an expression of agony as she was rolled off to the side. Still groggy, Momoka found herself once again lifted up by just her head, her limbs hanging limply to her sides and she was brought face-to-face with the monstrous woman.

Terrified by Shirona's almost inhuman strength, the pink-haired girl couldn't even begin to form words in her mouth, just hanging there, slack-jawed while her body trembled in fear.