Mimi Yoshihara Vs. Spider Kikuchi

Spider Kikuchi's hold wouldn't have been easy for just anyone to twist out of, but unfortunately for the dastardly heel, she was facing off against the 'Magic Grappler herself. Mimi Yoshihara. She may have been away from the ring for quite a while, but she had kept honing her skills and made sure that she would be able to keep up with Panther Risako and defeat her in their next match, as she had promised her long time rival.

Though it seemed as if Spider Kikuchi herself was more than a fair bit skilled...if not a dirty fighter as well. As she snapped her head backwards and hit the slightly shorter green clad fighter. Though a tad bit awkward of a hit as it smacked against the bridge of Mimi's nose and not the tip, probably due to the height difference.

" Ugh!" Mimi cried out all the same, as she was forced to release the arm and back away. She'd bring one hand up to rub her nose a bit and glare at Spider Kikuchi as she did. " Tch...squirt huh? Is that really the best you bring to the ring? Lame insults?" Mimi spoke out in a plain and serious tone of voice as she would try and drop into her wrestling stance.

It wasn’t exactly the typical way to counter out of that move, but whatever, it worked. What was more, Spider got to hear the lovely sound of Mimi squawking in pain, a sound she planned to hear much, much more of, in different variations through the night.

Again with the spunk. Spider was quick to wheel back around, pivoting on the tip of her boot and facing Mimi again in a quick move. She felt she had a better idea of what she was dealing with, now - a small, but experienced, no-frills sort of wrestler. Harder to punish than the flashier girls, but doable. ”I’m a woman of many talents, small fry. You’ll see.”

She moved into her wrestling stance and Spider did the same, closing on her once again, appearing to go for another tie-up...appearing. Instead, she waited until the last moment and lashed out with a kick, aiming the tip of her boot at her opponent’s stomach.

Mimi Yoshihara would eye Kikuchi as the buxom pale skinned woman started to move into her wrestling stance as well. Mimi herself was starting to get an understanding of what kind of a wrestler and woman that Spider Kikuchi was like, and that she was without a doubt not going to have an easy time against the woman, but she was planning to prevail against her all the same!

The brunette moved in towards the white haired woman as it looked as if she was going for a tie up, yet as she stepped in....an action that she figured that Spider Kikuchi would do happened. Having braced herself slightly caused the kick to do a minimal amount of damage less than if one wasn't prepared....but there wasn't much one could do to prepare for a kick to the gut, unless one had abs of steel. While Mimi was a woman with a well trained body, she didn't have abs that could stop a kick like that.

" Guah!" The Magic Grappler gasped out as a few drips of spittle flew out from her mouth, she slumped forward, doubling over as she wrapped her arms around her git, hugging it. Currently a prime target for the spider.

Kicking Mimi in the stomach was quite satisfying. Spider looked forward to doing it many, many more times.

In particular, she liked the noise she made when her kicked connected, the little groan and the sound of air rushing out of the twerps lungs. She wanted more of it, wanted to see just how many neat little shapes she could bend her cute foe into and all the cute squeals she could make. Spider had a good idea on the way to make it happen, too.

As Mimi leaned over, Spider reached forward and grabbed her hair, seizing two handfuls. The referee had only begun to open her mouth in protest when she spun about, pulled her foe over her shoulder, and dumped her flat on her butt with a quick hairmare, dropping her on the floor in one, slick motion.

The boot to her gut had stunned Mimi Yoshihara rather well, she hadn't expected it from Spider Kikuchi, even though she should. The woman practically had heel written all over her person. It seemed that she should have figured that Kikuchi wouldn't fight all fair and square. 

Though now stunned, Mimi felt the hands of the white haired woman slip through her short brown hair and grab a tight hold of her. Twisting her hair around for some extra pain. Causing the Japanese wrestler to wince out in pain, before she was yanked right over Spider Kikuchi's shoulder and down onto her rear. 

A painful hairmare causing pain to run through her spine all the way from her tailbone and up to the base of her skull. " Urhg!" 

Up and over poor Mimi went, getting dumped on the floor before she could do anything to stop it from happening. A good move, the hairmare, and so useful for Spider’s purposes. She had a wide-open back to work with now, and so many tasty possibilities.

A kick? Too simple and quick.

A headlock? Too mundane.

She didn’t want to get too crazy right away, but she didn’t want to go easy on her foe, either, needing to give her an appropriate taste of what was to come. This called for something a little nasty.

The idea came to her in a flash and she immediately act on it. Without a moment’s pause, Spider leapt up, wrapped her legs around Manami’s neck, crossed her ankles and fell back, putting the Magic Grappler into a tight headscissors, choking the life out of her with slim but solid thighs. The only downside was that she couldn’t see that agonized face from behind, but, oh well. That was what replays were for.

Mimi had been taken down by that nasty hairmare, it felt as if a good few strands of her short brown hair had been pulled out in the process if she was honest. Wincing at the impact as she had landed almost right on her tailbone as well...this was not a good start.

A start that quickly became much worse as the more buxom of the two wrestlers decided to snap her legs around Mimi Yoshihara's head. The Magic Grappler seemingly being trapped firmly in the Spider's clutches!

As she was pulled down onto her back, her head being squeezed tightly which caused a slight shade of red to appear on her face. She would bring her hands up and claw and grab at the lovely thighs of Kikuchi. " Hngh...!"

Now came the struggling. Spider adored the struggling.

She had Mimi dead to rights, clamped down between her slim, but solid, thighs. They weren’t a bulging and massive as some of the bigger scissor lovers in the AFW, but she didn’t spend hours in the gym every day for nothing. She could bring impressive muscles to bear on her foes, enough to score the occasional knockout, and that was a taste of the force she was bringing to bear, now.

Judging by the way Mimi was wriggling around and the pain on her face, it was quite effective. ”Don’t just wriggle around like a fish on a hook.” Spider bent forward and gave her a slap in the face. ”Try and go for the ropes. Put up a real fight. Make me work for it.”

Mimi was trapped iin between some lovely but deadly thighs, that were now squeezing the hell out of her skull. " Uunnh!!" Mimi Yoshihara squealed out a little as Kikuchi bent forward and slapped her straight in her pretty face. The more time she spent in the ring with Kikuchi the more she started to despise this woman, but there was one thing that she couldn't deny. The fact that Kikuchi seemed to be very skilled! 

Mimi kicked and struggled, finally though she would start to try and turn the two of them around, using her legs to kick around, swing and do all she could to get the two of them over onto their fronts. Where Mimi would start to try and push herself up to her feet, bent over as she was still trapped in the headscissor, placing her hands on the back of Spider Kikuchi's thighs and her rear, trying to yank and pull her head free from those lovely but deadly thighs!

Mimi was a fighter, Spider would give her that. Most women would’ve either given up verbally or physically, as the lack of oxygen took its toll on their wriggling body, wearing themselves out in short order. Not this one. This one kept on struggling, fighting, defying, until it eventually paid off.

It was endearing at first, but the more it went on, the less-so it became. In fact, it was starting to get rather irritating. And effective. Effective was a problem.

When she managed to make them roll over, Spider knew that her time with the hold was over, but she wasn’t content to leave the Magic Grappler without a parting gift. Something to remember her by.

As she rolled over and started to pull away, Spider dropped her hip hard, slamming Mimi’s face into the canvas with a sharp thrust. With a satisfied laugh, she unlocked her legs, planted her palms flat on the mat, and flipped up to her feet in a single graceful movement, leaving her foe to deal with the aftermath of the blow.