Lady Auphemia Vs Ataru: Lumber-maids match!!! (complete)

Rules: Best 3 of 5 KO match with no referee (KO count of 10 from the aggressor), no disqualification and hentai moves allowed. Special rule: LUMBER-MAIDS MATCH -  As usual in lumberjack matches, a group of persons/wrestlers is allowed to stay out of the ring and attack when any of the contenders are out of the ring. In this particular match, the group is composed by Lady Auphemia's bodyguard-maids.

Yes! A new chance to prove my value!, Ataru hyped himself up coming out from the dressing room, wearing his usual Yamato wrestling suit (stretchy shorts and matching boots, all with a Japanese flag on them). Truth to be told, he had not done great (to say the least) in recent matches against sultry voluptuous female opponents.
But, far from disheartening the handsome looking, energetic boy, it pushed him to go out with renewed convinction that this time it would be different.

The Japanese boy had worked out quite hard recently, which showed on his good-looking young face and his slender yet toned body, in the form of patches and bandages covering him here and there.

Patched Ataru:

On his way to the ring, Ataru couldn't help but notice the huge board announcing "LADY AUPHEMIA'S SUMPTUOUS DEBUT AT AWF followed by a quite smaller...   Vs. Ataru. The board also showed a big, top-heavy picture of the debutant girl towering over a smaller Ataru... almost like a giantess who could rather shove the little guy into her cleavage, instead of "wrestling him".

"GULP...! 0///0  Uh... Oh well... debutants are always "the most amazing wrestlers ever" h-hehe...", Ataru dismissed it while climbing up the ring. Though... he could not completely delete from his mind the image of that beautiful busty giantess looming over him. "Heh... let's hope she is not 12 feet tall haha..", he tried to humor it out of his head.

There was another detail worrying Ataru's mind though: This "lumber-maids rule". Theorically, a random group of maid-dressed female wrestlers would stay down the ring, ready to attack each of the contenders would fall out. Unless.... but, No. Auphemia was a debutant here tonight, so she could not have her own faction already. Could she?

Oh, what a time it was for Auphemia to join the AFW league. Not only was she able to set up the perfect debut match with her own maids as participants, but she would also get to play with a cute boy as well.

“Lady Auphemia, it’s your turn to go.” Sejna, Auphemia’s head maid informed her as she and the others waited.

“Thank you Sejna.” Auphemia said, walking out with confidence as her maids would follow. When she revealed herself to the crowd, Ataru could have momentary relief at seeing her now being the giant that she depicted as, But was still at a similar height as him.

Auphemia:

Camil, Loretta, Sejna, Alcia, Lusy :

That relief would likely go away when Auphemia’s trusted maids followed her out, all standing together and approaching the ring as the lead lady entered the ring. “So then, I suppose you’ve been put in an interesting match tonight. I am Lady Auphemia, and I’m expecting a good fight to come from you.”

Well, no matter how irrational that imagine could be, Ataru was still a bit relieved to see that Auphemia was not actually a giantess.
Still, that was as far as his relief could go. True to her ring name, Lady Auphemia had a sultry, sumptuous noblewoman-like attitude to herself to pair with her cute girly face and glamorous curvy beauty. Something about her still made her look bigger in the presence of the about-equally tall Ataru... or maybe it was just the effect of her sensually intimidating bosom bouncing up and down with every slight movement of hers, complimenting her elegant figure with a huge, impossibly perfect bust.

And, more reasons to feel surrounded by dangerous womanly figures soon appeared as Auphemia's maids escorted their leader to the ring, letting him know that he had put himself into big troubles with this fight. Big, soft, bouncy troubles.

"Ugh... i-interesting indeed 0///0 ...My name is Ataru, glad to get  acquainted with you. And I wish you good luck for the match... because I'm not planning to lo...l-lose...!"..
Ataru had tried to stay cool and polite... but his face had blushed, surrounded by the floreal mist that was like Auphemia's aura. And he had tried to sound resolute... but his concentration had been finally swayed by the endless bouncing of her bosom.

If Ataru's intention was to show that he wasn't intimidated or fascinated by her presence.... than she knew that the cute looking boy had failed and failed.
With the awkward introductions made from Ataru's part, everything was ready and the bell rung, accompained by a rising roar of excitment from the crowd as the Japanese boy was still shaking his head clear, only half-ready to fight.

“Oh are you now?” Auphemia responded with an amused smile, seeing his gaze going towards her wonderful bosom. It wasn’t much of a surprise to her, in fact it was what she was expecting. There hasn’t been a man she hasn’t met yet that wasn’t instantly captivated by their size and roundness. “Tell me, were you planning on winning before or after you were done taking a peak at my breasts.”

When the bell rung, Auphemia wouldn’t waste time and would approach Ataru, getting into her stance as she was ready to make the first move. “You should focus more on the fight though, so keeping your eyes on them will be for the better!” She warned the boy before swinging her chest forward, surprising him with a heavy blow from her breasts like a right hook.

Like an embarrassed little boy caught in the act, Ataru blushed brightly at her teasing rethorical question. With Auphemia using her her 'bosomy mind games' on Ataru this early in the match, the boy completely fell into her trap as he know tried his best to look everywhere but to her breasts.

Which probably made him look cute and shy to her eyes... and stupidly careless as he lost eye contact with her best weapons!
Too late Ataru got Auphemia's warning about "focusing on them", and when he tried to resume a good defensive guard.... a heavenly-soft (yet hellish heavy) pummel of her swaying breasts sent him bouncing to the ropes, like if he had been just hit by a heavyweight's punch. A heavyweight wearing extremely soft and plump gloves... that is.

"Unghhhh... @///@". Considering the kind of hit received, Ataru would be probably seeing pink hearts instead of stars there. Though, the hit was still enough to propel the young boy into the ropes, bouncing and having him forcefully move back towards Auphemia.
Using that momentum, the still dazed Ataru would try to throw forward for a clothesline, though his vision was still lightly blurring from the surprise boobie-punch received, making his attack less fast and resolute than it should have been.

It was humorous to see the boy get knocked back by the breast blow that he had received. His reaction wa such more humiliating for him alone than most victims of the flashy breast attack. But that just mean that the match would be all the more fun for her and her maids when the time came.

Seeing his sloppy attempt at a clothesline, Auphemia easily dodged the attack and swung her breasts to strike his cute face again. This time though, she’d be sure to swing her bouncing boobs twice, impressing both the audience and her opponent with her unique style. “Do you like that? It’s my signature Big Titty Martial Arts, something I developed myself.”

Caught by surprise by Auphemia's first bosomy strike, Ataru had thought he could use it at his advantage by letting it knock him back into the ropes, where he could take a boost and strike back.

Unfortunately for Ataru and his battle plans, Auphemia proved to be more than a pretty face... and a huge pair of boobs. As she easily dodged and hit him again, this time with a one-two combo from her swinging breasts!

Hitting him from left to right and then right to left, the peculiar boob-beating curiously let Ataru stand him him place from the equal force of the two strikes, leaving Ataru dazed on his feet with ears ringing from the soft yet heavy impact.

"T-Titty martial arts...? 0///0", Ataru would repeat almost like to re-connect his brain, balancing on unsteady feet as he finally replied: "I...I will never succumb to such.... e-embarrassing fighting style! 0///0" .

With that said, and with an amusing shade of red on his flustered face, Ataru decided to lunge forward and possibly grapple Auphemia into a standing headlock. 'I should be safe if I can stop her from swinging those huge soft wrecking balls of hers at me', he thought to himself.

“Oh Ataru, you won’t get anywhere with a strategy like that.” Auphemia responded as she saw him go in for the grapple, catching his hands by his wrists and keeping his arms apart. “You have to be a little more creative if you hope to get the drop on me. But that’ll be difficult if you can only preform the more basic moves of wrestling.”

After her taunt, Auphemia reared herself back before both shooting her chest out and pulling Ataru in, slamming him with a heavy breast uppercut from both boobs. The blow would be much heavier than her previous moves, aiming to knock him over with the force brought.

Being mockingly lectured von the ring by a female newcomer could be humiliating to the pride of a male wrestler... but being lectured by a sexy girl who was going to dominate you with just her huge seductive breasts... it was on a completely different level!

A collective happy laugh from the crowd saluted Auphemia's words, letting her know that she had her new fans conquered already as she easily caught Ataru by his wrists, letting him realize in full helplessness what seh'd do next hitting him again with her beautiful yet devastating bosom.

"N-No I won't... Unnghhh! @.@". Pulled into herself for a huge boob-bouncing uppercut, Ataru couldn't do nothing to stay on his feet this time. Knocked down by just 4 hits from Auphemia's wonderizing boob-pummeling

"Ugh...I..I'll get you back...". But regardless of his cute-dizzy brave words, Ataru had his head spinning a bit after the latest "boobpercut", leaving him laying down stunned and in need to recover for a few seconds... in such vulnerable position at her feet!

“Will you? Well I guess that means I just have to keep on you now, don’t I?” She’d ask as she looked down to him, seeing him on his back in the perfect position. And seeing him in such a prime position, she couldn’t think of anything better than to jump and bodysplash the poor boy, slamming her breasts down on his face.

The ring shook from the impact, and afterward Auphemia sat up on the boy’s waist to look down at him, to see his expression. “Well, I’m here now Ataru. How are you going to get me back?” She taunted further, her large weapons ready for the moment he’d try to make a move.