Coils of the Serpentess: Orochi vs Ataru! (complete)

Best 2 of 3 rounds match with hentai moves allowed. KO with count of ten to win each round

"Yes! A new chance for a match finally! You can do it Ataru!". Ataru was feeling energetic and eager to show his qualities in the incoming match. He was always trying to improve and make a name in the show, yet his latest matches had not been very fortunate, and so this possibility to change the tide was more than welcome.



With this last self encoragement the young Japanese wrestler appeared on the ramp, quickly covering the distance to the ring while giving random hi-fives to the fans. Ataru didn't really fit the picture of the tough wrestler, with his cute face and his well toned yet not impressive body in terms of height and muscles. Though, that kind of look seemed to be particularly appreciated by some female fans giving him flirtaceous winks and catcalls, making him feel a bit uncomfortable. The audience seemed to be very excited tonight, something that certainly had to do with the peculiar stipulation for this match: multiple falls, KO to win each round and.... hentai moves allowed (and encouraged, Ataru would think to himself with a slight blush of his face, cursing those perverted showrunners).

With his relative lack of experience in hentai (or even just flirty) styles of grappling, he was quite nervous about that part of the stipulation, especially considering the name of his opponent. He had not seen her before, but the choice of a name like Orochi certainly sounded like she wanted to project the image of herself as a lustful serpentess ready to "devour" young girls or, in this case... a cute-looking boy.  

With Ataru in the middle of the ring, hacing tossed aside his hood jacked and his striped t-shirt, the spotlights turned back to the ramp, the excitement of the fans audibly growing in anticipation of the female contender appearance.

Orochi would be facing a guy this time in Tension in a match that required her to knock her opponent out, and the most important thing, hentai moves were allowed and encouraged. Grinning, the tall woman would wait for her cue before her theme was played. Then, she would step out of the Gorilla position and entered the stage, posing seductively for the audience, much to their delight. Clad in her revealing wrestling outfit, the crowd seemed to appreciate what they were seeing tonight.

Orochi:

Strutting down the ramp, Orochi would look at the ring and see her opponent. A cute boy, this time, much to her delight. Licking her lips, she continued walking down the ramp, heading over to the ring. Once she arrived, she would climb up the steel steps and slip into the ring.

"My, my... aren't you a cute little boy~?" Orochi cooed, folding her arms under her enormous breasts to give them emphasis. She would look at her opponent with her golden eyes, appraising him like one would do to a luxurious meal. She licked her lips in anticipation, loving what she was seeing before her. She was certain that this match would be something to remember.

The fans fell instantly in love with Orochi's busty-amazonian body and her sultry temptress character... and her charms surely didn't leave Ataru unfazed, judging on the bright blush rising to his cheeks when she strutted closer to size her opponent up and down, licking her lips at the shorter boy like if savoring a tasty little morsel.

The clearly flustrated boy took a couple seconds to shake off the alluring charms and get his mind back on track, which certainly wasn't unnoticed by the towering seductress, letting her know that she had a clear psychological advantage on the easily flustrated boy. Now that he could have a closer look at her goddessly opponent (and doing his best not to stare right into her huge  breasts that were teasingly bouncing right before his face), Ataru could notice how Orochi was wearing a ridicolously small top, certainly aimed at showing the maximum  amount of breasts, and that she was wearing a shiny red lipstick making her bee-stung lips looking even more teasing!
"What the... why would somebody wear glossy lipstick on the ring in first place...? 0///0", the boy would think to himself uncomfortably.

"M-Me...? cute...? Well you certainly are...uh...glamorous yourself, O-Orochi-san", the boy would finally master to respond trying to compliment back like an awkward little gentleman... and that's when he finally got to process the last part of her teasing cooing:
"H-Hey... I am not a little boy...! 0///0", he protested in discomfort, which certainly sounded even more amusing to Orochi, making him sound (and look) more like a shy little kid before the much taller temptress. The fans seemed to enjoy the hilarious side of the situation too, as the sound of laughters from the ringside reached Ataru's ears putting him even more off his game if possible.

Finally the bell would ring snapping Ataru's flustrated mind back to the starting match (which he was grateful for).

Orochi giggled melodiously upon hearing Ataru's protest about being called a little boy. "Oh, don't worry, sweet darling. In one way or another, I'm sure you'll like what I have planned for you~" she said to Ataru teasingly. Then, the bell was rung, which meant that the match would begin. Swaying her hips to the side to fluster the boy even more, she would then take a stance. "Now, why don't we begin~?" she asked, winking flirtatiously at her opponent.

She saw no need to play dirty in this match, considering that the boy seemed to be a very delightful company in the ring. She would not like to ruin her enjoyment by using her usual dirty tricks, so she would prepare herself for a clean fight so that she could enjoy herself in this match. "Ready or not, here I come!" Orochi said before she rushed over to Ataru, planning to grapple with him. She would make use of her superior height as well as her feminine charms in order to overpower the boy before her. And she was certain that he wouldn't resist having her breasts being nuzzled against him.

"W-Well sounds very intriguing but I'm not planning to lose", Ataru would reply while taking his own ready-to-fight stance.
The young male was trying to figure out the best strategy to fight against his tall... sultry.... voluptuous opponent. Before he knew it, his eyes had been distracted by the flirtaceous swaying of Orochi's hips. It was just a slight moment before he would catch back his train of thoughts, but more than enough for Orochi to take the initative.

"O-Oof....! Not bad but not enough...unnghff...". Grappled by the towering bombshell, Ataru braced himself managing to just take a couple of steps back, before he stopped and even tried to gain the upper stance. Though, Orochi's ample breasts were in the way, quite literally, when he tried to push his sultry opponent back, her soft melons bouncing and grazing his face every now and then with their warm smoothness, which caused a bright blush to rise again up to his cheeks.

"Gasp...! 0///0". The embarrassed boy would instinctively pull backwards. Not a good idea as it definitely shifted the balance of their grapple into Orochi's favor as he was forced to step back but could not really escape from the amorous threat of her enveloping breasts.

Orochi was a little impressed by the strength the boy displayed despite his embarrassment, but it wasn't something that she couldn't handle. As she grappled with him, she would let her impressive breasts to brush against his cute face in order to weaken his resolve before she decided to break her hold on his hands as she would hook her hands around Ataru's head and have his cute face shoved between her cleavage. And due to the nature of her top, his face would directly touch the skin of her breasts.

"Tell me, boy... how experienced are you in dealing with women?" Orochi purred as she would rub Ataru's face against her breasts. She would not press his face hard enough to smother him, but her hold would be firm enough to keep him in place. And thanks to the difference in their heights, it was easy for her to do this. "Remember... this is only just the beginning~" she cooed, reminding him that more would come after this. This breast rub would be nothing compared to what she had planned for him next.

And of course, the crowd was eating up this steamy scene, and they were cheering for more.

Saying that Ataru's plan to stay at safe distance from Orochi's large breasts didn't work very well woud be an understatement, as the voluptuous serpentess promptly cupped her hands behind his head and hugged him face first into her awaiting cleavage.

"Wah..? Mnngghfff...! 0///0". Buried into Orochi's bouncy bosom, the young boy was still allowed to breath, but having his face rolled and rubbed inbetween her warm perfumed breasts, each of them about as big as his own head, was effectively putting him into a flustrated and disoriented state with each new teasing bounce and sway of her soft melons, weakening his resolve and lessening his ability to fight back.

"Unffh...t-that is...blubb...private... gasp... 0///0... plus we are in the middle of a  mnghffff... m-match... nnhhhh...", Ataru would mumble amidst his unfocused, weak struggling, furtherly embarrassed by Orochi's teasing question. The way Ataru had shyly avoided to respond directly would give her the answer that she wanted in any case.

"Aww... oh well..." still burying Ataru's face between her healthy bosoms, Orochi shrugged. "Either way, you're going to have a very goo~d time with me," she said, chuckling before she gave the boy's face one last nuzzle against her breasts before she removed one of her hands from behind his head so that she could move it down, hooking it between his legs.

She would take this chance to cop a feel as her hand moved to his crotch before she attempted to lift the boy up, turning him upside down. "My~ my~" she teased, thoroughly enjoying herself. She wanted to see his reaction as her hand would fondle and grope his nether region.

"Now then... down you go~" Orochi crooned as she would drop Ataru down into the mat with a body slam, aiming to have him land on his back. She wanted to enjoy seeing his face as she would continue playing with him.

With Ataru struggling with his flustration other than just with Orochi, one of her manicured hands was easily enough to keep the boy in place within her deep mesmerizing cleavage, caressing both his face and his mind with the perfumd softness of her breasts.

"M-Mnnnf...<3... mrrrfff...! 0///0". What Orochi's other hand would feel wandering around Ataru's nether regions was not surprising: the poor boy was starting to grow a tent under his stretchy shorts, much to his own shame. A faint muffled moan rewarded Orochi's breasts with a sweet vibration, just like the nice buzzing sound made by his following, stifled attempt at protesting.

Ataru knew that the towering temptress was weakening his mind in order to have him wrapped around her finger for the whole match. He must fight it. He must break free at once. He... "A-hnnnmff.....<3". A soft flick of her malicious fingers along his groin had Ataru's train of thoughts derail again.
And before he knew, the world went upside down and he was slammed into the mats back first!

"Ungghhhh...!! D-Damn..... @.@". Ataru groaned in disoriented pain, laying down at Orochi's feet and having to look up at her evil smile... past those huge bouncy breasts of hers 0///0. He wanted to immediately stand up from such vulnerable (and embarrassing) position, but his spinning head said nono Ataru stay down. The early part of the match was not going too well for him, to say the least.

Orochi looked down on the growing tent on Ataru's shorts, and she couldn't help but laugh as she saw it. "Oh dear... just look at that thing..." she said with a concerned tone, which was obviously faked. Standing over him. she would then bend down and pick Ataru up, yanking him by his arm. "Do you like being thrown around by a strong woman? Huhu... such a perv~" Orochi asked, holding him tight as she pressed her breasts against his body again, rubbing those fantastically large breasts against his chest as she cupped his chin, forcing him to look up and meet her eyes.

Then, she would release her hand from his chin before she wrapped her arms around the boy, subjecting him in a tight bearhug. Her breasts would be mashed against his chest as she applied pressure in the hold, and due to this, her covered nipples would poke against his skin through the fabric of her top. "Don't worry..." she purred. "More will come next, I assure you..." she would enjoy any sound that the boy would make as she did that to him.