Miss Fortune vs Yuki Onna

Miss Fortune was feeling quite smug and happy with herself. She had been in a variety of matches in AFW since her rebirth as the Sicilian Assassin. Her match with Suzume in particular had gotten a lot of attention after she beat the bookworm 2 falls to 1 and for the final fall, gave a very erotic heated display of humiliation that made youtube and social media blow up an raise her status as the one wrestler in AFW fans could rely on to give them their moneys worth.

And so to tonight. Miss Fortune had no idea who this girl was she was facing. Yoko... Yumi... Something like that, in all truth it mattered very little considering that Miss Fortune was on a roll and was sure to whip up the crowd before the match even started.

Miss Fortune:

As the sounds of "Mama Said Knock You Out" blared over the PA, the crowd erupted in a cacophony of boo's when Miss Fortune appeared at the top of the ramp. She held out her arms wide, fists clenched and with her head back, letting her soft flame red hair flow behind her like a waterfall. She was soaking in the atmosphere and acted as if the new Messiah himself had come back to Earth to save everyone. Miss Fortune should have come out to "Dont Believe The Hype" but the Mafiosa was all about front and attitude. She was the greatest wrestler in AFW, and was here to dominate all of the roster, newbie and veteran alike.

Setting off down the ramp, wearing a simple black bikini ensemble, her black boots stomped hard on the canvas. She looked focused. The fans who had learned the lesson, edged away from the ramp as reached out or even interfering with the flame haired vixen would result in at best a hard slap, and worst, as one poor fan found out, a KO punch! Getting to the steps she climbed up and stopped to look at the fans, who she seemed to alienate every time she wrestled. It was ironic, they hated her with a passion. She was arrogant, mean spirited and over bearing, but at the same time, she teased and taunted them with her array of sensual moves that would make the most puritan of onlooker squirm.

Stepping through the ropes, Miss Fortune grabbed a microphone and there was an loud groan from the audience. She was about to spew her vile mantra again.

"Yes, you are right to cheer me. I am the BEST wrestler in AFW. I can outwrestle any of the roster. Young, old, new or established. They all end up buried and gasping for air. Just look at that little bookworm Suzume.... I dont think we will ever see her face again... at least not when I was sat on it!"

A few of the crowd cheered, most likely drunks because Miss Fortune didnt need any encouragement, or have any fans

"And so again, another jobber for me to squash. Come out here now and lay down, I promise to make it easy for you!"

She pointed to the middle of the ring and had a smug look on her face that would make even the most diehard fan sick. Miss Fortune filled the ring, her ego knew no bounds. The fans started a chant of "LETS GO NEWBIE!" it was loud and drew a sneer from the hard-nosed New Yorker. Yuki was already getting a pop and she hadnt even entered yet. Whatever happened, the crowd would be rooting for her to slap the smirk off Miss Fortunes face and even potentially bury her as a taste of her own medicine

Moments after Miss Fortune ended her tirade, she would hear the sound of bells ringing from the PA before everyone they heard the voices of women singing a hymn in old Japanese. The crowd seemed to be taken aback by the somberness the hymn brought. The lights dimmed when the hymn was played before Miss Fortune's opponent showed up.

Yuki Onna:

The one showing up was a young woman with light-blue hair, clad in stylized wrestling attire modeled after a kimono. She was carrying a bamboo umbrella as she walked down the ramp, heading over to the ring, with each step poised and graceful.

Then, she stopped walking before she demurely turned around, smiling slightly at the crowd as she closed her umbrella. Without saying even a word, she bowed politely before putting back her attention on the ring and her foul-mouthed opponent who seemed to be waiting for her. Her brow furrowed into a frown as her expression hardened, and one could see determination in her eyes as she continued her walk.

The way she look at Miss Fortune seemed to impress many of the audience, and they cheered loudly, chanting the words of encouragement for the newbie. It felt like a scene from a fantasy story where the heroine was facing a wicked villainess without any sign of fear before continuing onward, displaying her bravery for all to see.

When she finally arrived at the ring, she put aside her umbrella before she climbed into the ring. When the crowd continued cheering for her, she tipped her head slightly as she acknowledged their support before she looked at Miss Fortune.

The rookie, Yuki Onna just looked at her opponent, staring at her with her red eyes before she spoke in a calm, even tone, "You wish to squash me? You can try."

Yuki Onna just challenged her opponent to do what she just said earlier, daring her to do what she just promised to do to her a while ago.

Miss Fortune narrowed her gaze as her rival came out. Was this girl for real? She looked like some Japanese anime character or some kinda princess. A deep knowledge of anything was not exactly Miss Fortunes strong suit but she found the display both amusing and confusing.
The crowd were annoying her with their cheering, taking the time to leer at them over the ring top rope in an attempt to silence them, causing them to make even more noise for Yuki

Turning her attention back to Yuki she bounced a little and got ready to take her on. Her large breasts bounced and her bottom jiggled much to the delight of the few who came to see the New Yorker. At hearing Yuki talk, Miss Fortune smirked. "Dont worry princess, I will make sure you leave here tonight thoroughly red faced!"

With that the match was set and Miss Fortune moved out with her hands up, looking for a grapple with Yuki in an attempt to kick this match off and test her rivals strength, courage and power

Yuki's expression hardened as she heard Miss Fortune's words. This was her first match, after all, and a wrestling match is definitely different compared to a karate match or a judo match. She hoped that all the things that she learned before were enough to carry her through the match.

Once the match began, her opponent moved out, locking her up in a grapple. The former karate-ka gritted her teeth, quickly trying to come up with a plan. For a while, both Yuki and Miss Fortune were locked up in a grapple. At the same time, the blue-haired martial-artist tried to find the most suitable moment to execute her plan.

It was a simple judo maneuver. Using Miss Fortune's motion as they grappled, she would use one of her feet in order for her to try to trip her. Considering that Miss Fortune was wearing a bikini ensemble instead of a sleeved gi, Yuki had to make do by grabbing one of her arms as she used one of judo's throwing techniques, Kosoto Gari.

If Yuki managed to trip Miss Fortune and send her to the mat, she would then proceed to go down and press her right knee on her throat in order to keep her there, followed with two slaps in the face, one on each cheek.

Confident in the grapple Miss Fortune pushed and struggled, but figured that the Japanese style girl was not anything to be too concerned about. Huge mistake on the flame red haired vixen's part! Distracted by her rivals movements Miss Fortune felt the leg and then WHAM was taken down to the canvas, hitting it hard. "AHHGHHH cow....!" She cursed and attempted to get up, a little embarrassed she was taken down so easily. Obviously Yuki was not to be underestimated.

However what followed was unexpected. Miss Fortune felt the knee at her throat and immediately gasped and called to the ref girl that it was a blatant choke! What came next was just humiliating. Feeling her cheeks slapped was beyond the pale. Who the hell did this girl think she was? Miss Fortune's head shot back and forth and she glared back at her rival with a deep fury in her eyes.

She reached and placed her hand at her rivals crotch and the other at her side to push her off and if it worked, she would wheel around to hands and knees, clutching at her throat. "What the fuck?" she would mutter, questioning and getting more enraged at the treatment from the blue haired girl.

It seemed that the girl was a very unorthodox fighter and this would call for some unique skills to overcome her

Actually, it was not her intention to target her throat, because pressing her knee on her chest would be enough, but Yuki knew that what done was done. And while she would never show it, she was delighted to see Miss Fortune's enraged look after slapping her a while ago. She knew that anger would make someone prone to mistakes and miscalculation, and after seeing what her opponent seemed to be, Yuki would take advantage of it.

"Ngh!" Suddenly, Miss Fortune's hand found its way on Yuki's crotch, while the other was trying to push her away. The blue-haired former karate-ka couldn't help but yelp as her opponent touched her crotch and she immediately got up and backed away, which would allow the redhead to get up and recover.

Instead of pressing her attacks, Yuki just let her opponent get back on her feet. She needed to rile her up more, so she placed one of her hands on her waist as she looked at Miss Fortune and said, "What's up? Can't take a few slaps?" She's not used to provoking her opponents back then when she was still an active karate-ka, but there was always a first time for everything. As she said that, she allowed herself a small smile gracing her lips.

Miss Fortune was annoyed by her rival and shook her head, taking a moment to push back her long mane of soft red hair to give Yuki a look that showed her emotion and desire to beat this girl. However the flame haired vixen took some solace in the fact that the blue haired girl reacted seemingly embarrassed at having Miss Fortune semi-grope her crotch in the aid of pushing her away, maybe this was the route to causing the girl to lose concentration?

Getting back to her feet, Miss Fortune kept her eye on her rival, hearing her words. She smirked, regaining some of her cool, "Whats up, cant take a little girl on girl action? Are you a prude or something....?" The flame haired wrestler raised her hands again and came in for a grapple cautious as Yuki was obviously skilled, as Miss Fortune looked to gain the upper hand

Yuki wasn't one to be easily angered, but when her opponent responded to her taunt with a jeer of her own (she had her upperclassman popped her cherry back then when she was still in high school, thank you very much!), she couldn't help but bristle a little. "T-that proves nothing," Yuki said, trying to keep her cool despite her fluster. "You just caught me off-guard, that's all." She keeps her tone calm and even as she narrowed her eyes, looking at her redheaded opponent. After this, she would be prepared against such attack.

When Miss Fortune went in for another grapple, Yuki braced herself before both wrestlers wrestlers were locked up against each other. This time, the blue-haired former karate-ka tried another approach as she tried to use her opponent momentum against her, sliding down as she grabbed both Miss Fortune's arms before she attempted to flip the redheaded vixen with another judo throw, Yoko Otoshi, using her right leg as a fulcrum.

Even so, due to the lack of sleeves on Miss Fortune's attire, with her being entirely in her bikini ensemble, her grip was weak, and her opponent could easily slip away from her grip as she tried to throw her.