Yahagi vs Anubis (LunarOcean and Daaharu)

Victory Condition: Tap out, cum, or knockout.

Attire: Bikinis

Yahagi's entrance music and video display wasn't much to pay attention to but she herself drew a lot of eyes. While she looked to be another attractive young teenager, the flashing lights shone on her body in all the right ways, outlining an elegant body that was deftly honed to be at once athletic and utterly gorgeous for the eyes. She wasn't just fit, she was conditions, toned, well-kept, the kind of woman you'd see on the front of fitness magazines or on promotional images for leagues like this. Slender but far from fragile as the well worked arms, armour-like texture of her midsection, and sharply defined legs would show; it was clear that she was no newbie with the raw confidence she exuded.

Admittedly, Yahagi was more unsure of the PR she had been given; she'd been treated like some smiling mask hiding a lustful beast behind it and some choice footage of rather... saucy matches from her prior league had been used. She didn't mind the footage but how it was juxtaposed with the questionable accuracy of the hammy voice overs irked her. She didn't show it winked at a few onlookers, a slight jiggle in her ample chest making her seem almost jolly, doubly so whens he rolled into the ring and made a curt little bow towards the audience.

Today she'd be fighting some woman themed after ancient Egyptian gods; not a completely alien aesthetic but a far cry from the simple, straightforward nature of the seaside league. Yet she was quite excited; her body had been nice and it was hard not thinking about how it'd feel on top of her own... or beneath it.

After Yahagi's entrance, the lights dimmed again, then changed color, taking on a light, rusty earth tone, with a few shafts of more golden light shimmering in a mist which slowly began to fill the vaulted arena. The music which began to play was hushed, with twangy strings and a faint, seemingly far-off flute. It evoked the image of the audience and the ring sitting inside the musty depths of a pyramid, and it was a fitting way for a goddess to enter the arena.

Anubis was not the more theatrical of the two Goddesses, and this was, in fact, only her second solo match and first in the AFW ring. She was a little bit nervous, but she choked down any hesitation as she walked out onto the top of the ramp, one hand hanging by her side, the other on her hip as she shifted her weight and cocked her body to the side, pausing for a moment to soak up the applause. The jackal-eared deity was wearing only a silky, fine Egyptian cotton bikini, pure white and completely unblemished. It was decorated with golden clasps on her shoulders and hips, and she accentuated it with a golden necklace which laid flat against her upper chest, ending just above the valley between her breasts.

As she posed, another figure, clad in a longer white gown, walked up behind her and gave Anubis a slap on the butt. The jackal-eared Goddess managed to contain her yelp as she glanced over her shoulder at her younger sister and smirked.

"Go get her, Big Sister," Bastet would say, and the two Goddesses would make their way down towards the ring, Bastet peeling off to take a special reserved seat in the first row, and Anubis climbing up into the ring, bouncing to her feet and letting her ample chest bounce once for her foe's viewing pleasure.

Anubis's eyes scanned the Japanese woman, and she nodded slowly as their eyes met, taking a step towards the center of the ring, ready for a fight.

Yahagi raised at an eyebrow at how gaudy the music was; she wasn't terribly knowledgeable of Egyptian culture herself but it was strange that a now modern country was being referred to with such archaic stereotypes. Truthfully, she found it more amusing than off-putting and unknowingly found herself smiling warmly as the buxom, firm-bodied opponent of hers entered the ring.

Something about this woman, Anubis apparently, seemed a little off. She was confident in poise but she could see in her eyes that something perhaps wasn't *quite* right. It seemed to be minor; she did not look reluctant, just a little... unfamiliar with the set-up. Big sister? The slap on the butt was loud and she had heard many buttslaps. She waved at the smaller girl and back at Anubis; she was impressively built; looking a bit curvier than Yahagi but it did not look flabby; she suspected smooth toning or hidden muscle.

Yahagi hopped a little in turn, giggling and showing off her own impressive bust, her simple black bikini only just containing it. She did a short bow unexpectedly, causing some in the audience to widen their eyes. It was strangely respectful doubly so for a stranger, one as well toned and impressive as her. Moreso, she moved forwards and extended a hand to Anubis, holding her hand lightly if she reciprocated.

"Yahagi Fujimoto, recent transfer. You are... the Egyptian god...dess of the dead? I do not remember her having a cheerleader." She joked. "This will be my first match here, I hope you will make it one to remember."

She would let go lightly and at the strike of the bell, react far more quickly. Her eye would piercingly lock into Anubis and she would spin about in a blur of motion, ponytail whipping about as the back of her foot swung around for a deadly blow aimed right at Anubis' midsection!

The Japanese girl seemed very friendly to the two Goddesses, waving to Bastet and getting a wave back from the cat-eared deity, then turning back to her opponent, jackal-eared Anubis, and waving at her, too. Anubis smirked and gave the woman a small wave. From just a cursory glance, she seemed like an interesting opponent. She was obviously taking stock of Anubis, her assets and her capabilities; Anubis looked her over, too, and from what she could tell the black-haired girl was pretty close in size to her.

As far as strength and technique went, there was nothing obvious about the way the girl carried herself which would give away her fighting ability to Anubis. The goddess would just have to find out what this foe was capable of when they came to blows.

Anubis would bounce lightly on her feet to the center of the ring, hands on her hips, her white bikini showing off her body for the other wrestler. After the Japanese girl introduced herself, Anubis would grasp her hand, giving it a firm shake. "Welcome to AFW. You have me correct. I am Anubis, and my 'cheerleader' in the front row is my sister, Bastet. I'm planning to give you quite the introduction to our league tonight."

The bell rang, and instead of going for a lockup or test of strength Yahagi swung around and tried to nail Anubis with a kick! The Goddess yelped, backpedaled, and let the leg pass in front of her! Seeing that this match would get underway with little foreplay, she would lunge forward, ducking and trying to ram her shoulder into Yahagi's side!

The blink-fast speed behind the exchange of the attacks was nearly a blur to the camera and smartphones. Yahagi's deadly spinning kick made a sound like a staff being swung and the raw force of the attack had forced her to dig her heel into the ground in a kneel. Bastet in the meantime had dodged it by a hair's length; she might've felt Yahagi's foot brush against her just so slightly. Yet before Yahagi could even begin a counter-attack, Bastet had shot forwards. Years spent in the ring sharpened her instincts and her arms reflexively raised just in time.

Or rather, barely. The impact rocked Yahagi backwards, smashing through her guard and pressing her own arm to her chest. Her vision shuddered and she felt herself toppling over, almost knocked her feet from the bulldozer force of Anubis. She let out a grunt before she hit the mat hard; so she was falling first, not the best start to the match.

Yet she wasn't going to let that determine how it played out either.

As she hit the ground, Yahagi's legs spread and then clamped around Anubis's left and she wrapped her arms over her opponent. One went over her right shoulder and against her neck and the other under her left armpit, locking hands with the other arm. Locking her in from the side, Yahagi's powerful body flexed from top to the bottom, trapping Anubis' left arm against her head, the latter of which was being stretched and bent towards Yahagi! In the meantime, her powerful thighs were crushing Anubis' left one between them, rubbing warmly and fiercely as she worked in some arousal. She would also be able to feel Yahagi's sizable rack rubbing against her sides while her toned tummy lightly contributed.

"Go to the ground often?" She would ask in between straining her upper body.

Anubis felt Yahagi's foot displacing air right in front of her body as it passed by. She even might have felt that bare foot just barely slide across her belly, a layer of skin cells perhaps making contact and creating a faint tickling sensation along a swathe of tan heavenly skin just above Anubis's navel.

The Goddess lunged forward, aiming to smash her shoulder into Yahagi's belly, intending to fell her like a lineman in a football game. Her foe managed to get her arms up in front of her body in time, and the Goddess smashed into a solid wall of arms which made her wince as those bony elbows jabbed at her. But the impact was still enough to give Anubis what she was looking for. Her foe fell down on her butt on the canvas, with Anubis on top of her!

Immediately, Anubis would move to try to capture her foe in a painful hold, even as Yahagi tried to do the same. As the Japanese woman pinned her left arm against her head, painfully pulling on it, Anubis's right arm would snake up and clamp down tight around Yahagi's neck, doubling back on itself to lock the Goddess's foe in a tight headlock, caught in the crook of Anubis's elbow! At the same time, as she felt her left leg squeezed, she pushed outward on Yahagi's left leg, and brought her right leg crushing inward, returning the favor of the squeeze as each of them was crushing the other's left leg between their own limbs!

Anubis would try to keep her balance atop her foe, thrusting out her chest to try to shove Yahagi down into the canvas and keep her there. She managed a pained grin as her foe asked her about going to the ground. "All the time. You seem like you have some experience...but I must tell you that there is no way you will get me to give in to your hold before you break down in mine..."

"Bold words. I respect that."

Yahagi tightened her jaws as both women turned into a ball of slowly moving muscled pressure. Neither woman wanted to move an inch but it seemed even that would've been too much. They could both go at it until they collapsed, but Yahagi knew you didn't make a career gambling it all on pride and endurance. When one was on bottom, they should immediately try not to be and with her arm-and-head lock, albeit one reciprocated by her opponent, Yahagi knew she had leverage one typically didn't get when pinned. Her head and leg boiled with pain and she felt the heavy press of Anubis breast mashing against hers, her weight and positioning giving her an advantage.

Sucking in air, she shoved to the right with both arms to roll them over and swap their positions. She would then push her own arms out, attempting to yank away Anubis headlocking arm and intertwining her fingers with her another one. Her legs in the meantime would try to force her ankles apart, flexing as they grinded down her thigh and her feet began to push against her heel. While this wasn't exactly breaking Anubis down, it would set her up for a different but no less intimate kind of contact.

Giving Anubis a confident look, Yahagi would grind her body up Anubis', her flexing abs crushing against and into the Egyptian's in an attempt to make her tummy slope inwards. She'd swipe her breasts left and right as she slid her shoulders upwards, mashing down on her equally busty opponent while her crotch rubbed up and down.

"You're quite comfortable Anubis..." She'd pant, her own breasts mashing down vigorously into hers. "I wouldn't mind a few more grinds like this~"

The two of them both clamped down on the other, Yahagi working Anubis's left arm and left leg, Anubis with a chokehold on her foe and a left leg in equally dire straits. Anubis felt confident in her own holds, but she knew that she would not get a submission out of her Japanese opponent here and now. Yahagi had one of her arms, and with that sort of leverage she was going to be able to force Anubis off of her. The Goddess knew she had to avoid being put in a seriously disadvantageous situation. She had to use her current holds to weaken Yahagi relative to herself as much as possible, and then keep an avenue of escape open for herself if things went poorly all of a sudden.

Yahagi would suddenly roll to the side, and without the use of either arm Anubis could not stop her foe from getting on top. Yahagi then went about forcing Anubis to release her holds—though she would release her own at the same time. With her arm no longer captured and her leg no longer burning under the pressure of Yahagi's squeeze, Anubis felt a little more comfortable. But her opponent started a much more intimate contest, as she began to grind her body down on Anubis's, breasts squashing the Egyptian deity's, her abs tightening and pressing down into Anubis's!

"Kh...I can tell just how much you enjoy it...but do you really think your body could outlast that of a god?" Anubis asked. She slid her body back up against her foe's, grinding their torsos, bumping crotches, tightening her legs around Yahagi's. She grit her teeth, a little, as she felt her breasts flattened, and her tummy pushed inwards, only slightly. Yahagi had a gravitational advantage, but she wouldn't for long, because Anubis would suddenly brace her legs around Yahagi's and jerk hard to the side, turning them over, putting herself on top again as she now began grinding down on top of Yahagi, aiming to push Yahagi's breasts down into pancakes and her abs in on themselves!

"Are you saying that just because I'm an atheist?" Yahagi smirked and winked.

Yahagi rolled onto her back and immediately felt the slightly curvy, warm body of Anubis grinding over her. She reflexively clamped her legs together, only to realize one of them was imprisoned within a warm and constricting trap. She had little time to prepare as warm rows of disciplined abs grinded over her body, her perking breasts pushed upwards before pressed down, eliciting a gasp and a pleasured purr. A tinge of shame flashed across Yahagi's features as she felt her belly's topography slope inwards and her ample breasts pushed, mushed, and smushed as if they were mere dough.

To most watching, being on bottom was not only a bad start to the match but a fast way to lose. A part of Yahagi's mind raced to such situations but she remembered just as many where she was in the exact same spot. Yet there were ways to fight back. Body to body grinding, for all its strength, meant both wrestlers got aroused, one more than the other typically. Yet while she couldn't quite hump her back, Yahagi had experience counter-grinding.

As Anubis grinded upwards, Yahagi would close her eyes and exhale, feigning arousal and submissiveness as she let Anubis rub over her. There'd be less friction but the arousal was there, especially when her breasts were ran over. Yet as Anubis' shoulders moved up near and then past Yahagi's, the younger woman prepared. Using her one good leg and her other restrained one, she'd thrust her waist upwards and bump crotch-to-crotch with Anubis, meant to surprise and unfocus her. As she was sliding down, Yahagi would push upwards, shaking her chest left and right to rub the Egyptian's fertile underbreast. More importantly, her own now aggressively flexed abs would rake hers as she descended.

It was a lot to do in a fairly small time period yet the sudden abruptness of the attack was meant to weaken Anubis' hold; in a pure rubdown, even if she kept this up for a whole match, it wasn't likely she could match Anubis continuing as she currently was. Very, very few women could win a match from bottom and Yahagi didn't plan to try to join them. Yet every teacher she had told her to use this to set up for a counter attack.

In this case, it would be moving her arm over the back of Anubis' neck and cranking her neck forwards in a headlock! If the move connected, the aroused woman would keep doing it until Anubis released her leg. It wasn't a good idea to protract this situation; after all, she was a fairly leggy wrestler.

Anubis rolled her eyes at Yahagi's remark. The girl was obviously confident, and also obviously was quite the tease, trying to push all of the jackal-eared woman's buttons in just the right way. But the heavenly woman was not so easily rattled, and she was not going to lie down and be grinded into oblivion by this mere mortal. "Be whatever you want. But you're going to be down on your knees worshipping me when we're through here."

The Egyptian Goddess rolled the two of them over with a sudden bucking motion, turning Yahagi over onto her back and finding her way on top herself. Her legs, coiling around Yahagi's, would try to tighten enough to brace the Japanese woman's lower limbs in place, preventing her from making any sudden movements with them. That was the plan. And it seemed to be working, as the Goddess kept her opponent in place, on her back, while she grinded down on her, hard, moving her abs up and down, then in a small circle, her breasts working, too, on grinding their counterparts out into flat pancakes.

Yahagi, of course, seemed to have direct experience in a...grinding fight. Just Anubis's luck, of course, but the Goddess wasn't scared. Even as those abs came up into hers, matching them, stalemating the stomach battlefield, and Yahagi's breasts managed to slide up into her underboobs, eliciting a loud gasp from Anubis as she felt the sensitive flesh pushed into...she would just lift up slightly, then drop, smacking her body into Yahagi's, asserting her dominance.

But Yahagi seemed ready to insist upon her release as she caught Anubis in a headlock, making the Goddess huff and grunt as she felt the pressure around her neck. She would thrust with her hips, trying to force Yahagi to let go of that, though she knew she would not be able to keep her leg hold on for much longer...