Hentai+KO challenge: Arjuna Vs Ataru

Best 3 of 5 falls "hentai+KO" match: hentai submission and KO are both required to win each round (no matter in which order). Must win 3 rounds to gain the match.

"Oofff.... Another embarrassing stipulation 0///0 ...Though, it's still a good chance for me to show improvements in this... weird type of matches! 0///0", the handsome Japanese boy would comment looking at the huge advertising board of tonight's main event showing the Tension boy, and a gorgeous-looking Friction girl, under the big title "Cross-roster challenge: Arjuna Vs Ataru - Hentai+KO match!!!.

The reason for Ataru's flustered comment could be easily guessed with a glance at the two contenders showing on the billboard: Ataru's slim built and boy-ish innocent face made him look very young (and a bit puny), in comparison to the glamorous, sultry beauty exuded by Arjuna's picture in that golden bikini attire straining to contain her exhuberant curves and complimenting her glistening milk-chocolate skin.  

Arjuna VS. Ataru:

Those damn pervy showrunners had gone as far as to enhance the different sizes, making him look like an actual kid underneath Arjuna's sumptuous beauty, Ataru grumbled to himself not without a slight blush rising to his cheeks. But whatever: he was going to win this match and prove them all wrong! Or that's what he kept telling himself to shake off the nervousness.

Once on the ring, Ataru tossed his vest to the fans, eliciting the squealing joy of a small group of girls, finally showing his usual wrestling gear made of a pair of white stretchy shorts with a small Japanese flag to one side, and a pair of soft matching boots.
With Ataru's entry theme fading, everything was ready for the exotic beauty from Friction to show up, and the crowd was loudly looking forward to it!

Her first match against a guy...

Arjuna was a bit hesitant to agree to this kind of a fight. It wasn't as if she hadn't wrestled men before, but it was nothing like this. She knew by reputation that the AFW tension league was even more raunchy than their main female league, and that most of the male AFW wrestlers were there to have sex with the super hot members of the female roster. Even their regular matches turned sexual, nevermind the kind of fight she was about to take part in!

"A best of 5 hentai match... Who thinks up of this stuff?" Arjuna thought as she changed into her favorite gold bikini. It felt several sizes too small, barely containing her massive bust and wedging tightly between her toned buttcheeks. Arjuna didn't spend much time admiring herself in the mirror, she was too distracted by the thoughts of having to make a man cum three times. It was not going to be fun for Ataru, that was for sure!

Arjuna stepped out onto the ramp, raising her arms above her head and letting the crowds cheers wash over her. They were even hornier than usual, shouting all kinds of obscenities. Arjuna noticed though that the majority of them weren't calling for her to get fucked, rather they were screaming for Arjuna to squash Ataru like a little boy! Arjuna knew there was a significant size mismatch in this fight, and she played it up, flexing her muscled body and showing off her toned form.

The Indian beauty walked confidently to the ring, climbing up the steps and sliding in through the middle ropes. She looked at her opponent, noting how scrawny and small he seemed. At least he seemed to pack some meat in those tight shorts!

"So, you're Ataru?" Arjuna said in a slightly dismissive tone, "You're a cute little manlet, aren't you!" She stepped up close, getting in Ataru's face, looking down from their significant height differential. "I hope you can satisfy me boy," Arjuna said, "Because I plan on milking you dry!"

Ataru gasped as Arjuna flexed for the enthusiastic audience, trying to make up his mind to the existence of such flawless body as she showed off strong muscles and huge bouncing breasts with the same mind-boggling pose.

The Japanese boy tried and failed to hide his nervousness when Arjuna sashayed her way at him, stopping inches from his nervous face, playing mind games with his boy-ish face and built this early in the match.

"Gulp...and you must be Arjuna, but looking even better than in the billboard", Ataru started to respond like a nice little gentleman when he was interrupted by her playful version of pre-match taunting.
"W-Wha..? I...I am not cute at all! 0///0", he protested with a blushing face that actually made him look cuter. "More importantly, I'm not planning to lose... and even less to become your toy! 0///0", he would reply with a serious (yet visibly flustered) face.

With the contenders still standing close to each other exchanging defiant words, the showrunners decided that it was a good moment to ring the bell right away. The Japanese boy gasped in surprise trying to quickly assume a fighting stance but was overall taken offguard by the sudden starting of the match, approaching for a lockup with the tall busty amazon but without a real plan in mind.

Arjuna smiled as Ataru tried his best not to seem flustered. She knew she had this effect on men, with her exotic looks and her ridiculous body. Most men couldn't keep their heads on straight around her, and it seemed that Ataru was no different. Though perhaps the thought of having such a sexually charged match was distracting him a bit...

Arjuna did not plan on giving Ataru any chance to get his filthy little paws on her though. She was going to crush this little boy, make him cum all over himself as many times as she could, and take this match!

She was still staring down Ataru when the bell rang, the two of them easily within grappling distance. Seeing Ataru assume a stance, she did as well, bending her knees slightly and raising her arms.

"You ready, manlet?" Arjuna taunted. She moved in to lock up with Ataru, grabbing him in a collar and elbow, hoping to demonstrate her strength and superiority by driving Ataru backwards into his corner and pinning him against the turnbuckle!

Ataru flexed in exertion as Arjuna engaged him into a mutual collar-elbow lockup, trying his best to ignore her seductive closeness and focus solely on wrestling. The young Japanese had proved in other matches that he is uncomfortable when it comes to erotic wrestling, and Arjuna's exotic beauty is certainly not helping his nervousness at all.

"Nghhff... you may call me Ataru... ughf... Arjuna-chan", he would reply to her mocking words while groaning from the effort, giving her the Japanese diminutive suffix 'chan' that is commonly used when speaking to endearing cute girls (or little boys).

The crowd roared with joy at the two contenders tugging and pushing for supremacy, both of them apparently keeping their ground at first until, soon, Arjuna's evident size, height and strenght advantage started to pay off: Ever more red-faced from both exertion and the demoralizing situation, the smaller boy was hopelessly forced back, step after step.
Before long, he was trapped with his back pinned to the turnbuckle, cornered in the most literal way as he fruitlessly tried to break free.

Now that Arjuna had Ataru pinned, she could really begin having some fun. The Indian beauty leaned close, her sultry eyes maintaining contact with Ataru's, her mouth curling into a devious little smile. Arjuna pressed her entire body forward, using her big bust to keep Ataru pinned against the turnbuckle. Her heavy breasts weighed down in his bare chest, hard nipple poking out a little from her golden bikini top, teasing Ataru.

"Looks like I have you trapped!" Arjuna said, "What made you think you even had a chance, hmm? You're too small to do anything!"

With Ataru pinned, Arjuna freed up her hands. One hand maintained a grip on Ataru's collar. Her other hand though snaked downwards until Arjuna felt Ataru's manhood in her palm. She gently teased him a little with her fingertips, then cupped his balls in her palm and squeezed, demonstrating her immediate dominance!

Ataru gasped in flustered distress, squirming to not much avail as Arjuna used her strong body to keep him pinned into the corner, especially pressing him with her large breast for extra-taunt as she furtherly demoralized him with that mocking way to talk to him, as from an adult woman to a fussy little boy.

Though, Arjuna's next action had no "motherly" intent to itself, as the busty amazon stroked his sex through the thin fabric of his shorts.
"W-What are you doin-mmnh...<3", Ataru bit his lip to hold back a pityful moan, but he couldn't hold back a groaning protest when she gave a dominant squeeze his family jewels.
"Unghfff...! S-Stop it...! 0///0". Ataru's voice sounded shocked and embarrassed more than resolute and threatening, though he still tried to fight back in some way, wrapping his arms around her waist into a wannabe-bearhug.

Ataru's "attack" was meant at pulling Arjuna close at an angle where it would be difficult to squeeze him...down there. But his maneuver implied other possible backfires for the young male, having her large chocolate melons press him more so that their swelling roundness was bulging up into grazing the boy's chin.

Arjuna felt Ataru wrapping his arms around her waist, purposefully pressing herself up closer so he could lock in his bear hug. She even stopped squeezing his balls for a moment to see whether he had some strength in his small frame. But she was disappointed. She could barely even feel his attack!

"Hey... Are you even squeezing?" Arjuna asked. She looked down at the boy, whose face was barely poking out from above her breasts. "Is that really the best you can do?"

Arjuna decided to show Ataru how a real woman fights. The hand she was using to hold onto his collar moved behind his head, pulling his face roughly forward so his head got buried into her plentiful bosom! Meanwhile her other hand got back to work, worming it's way underneath Ataru's waistband to grab at his manhood directly, giving the head of his dick a rough squeeze before reaching down farther to continue fondling his balls!

"Hah..! I haven't even started! Now I wil-mnghff??? Mpffhhh... 0///0". Nudged into a reaction by Arjuna's non-stop taunting, Ataru had just started to squeeze and pick up the tall fitnass vixen into a tighter bearhug, planning to follow up with a spinebuster... when a soft feminine hand cupped the back of his head and pressed him face first into the dark, perfumed depths of her cleavage!

The female audience laughed joyfully at Ataru's predicament, and the male audience thought that he was a lucky bastard: Arjuna's hefty breasts, each one as large as Ataru's head if not larger, had completely surrounded and conformed around his shocked face with heavenly softness, smothering Ataru's battle plans off from his disoriented mind.

Once the boy was pinned again with his back to the corner, the intimate squeezing and sweetly evil fondling from her fingers exacted a muffled groan from his lips... which also lead Ataru to realize the real dangers of that womanly humiliating prison: each labored breathing he exhaled was absorbed within Arjuna's cleavage, making it a glistening-wet, airtight seal for his face.

"Mrfff....blurrbbb... @///@". Blubbering in embarrassed concern, the cute boy was induced to let go of his failed bearhug, flailing his arms desperately as he wriggled in need of air.

Arjuna giggled as Ataru melted into her breasts, his arms letting go of her waist. He struggled though, flailing his arms around and squirming as he tried to get air. Arjuna wasn't planning to knock him out immediately, she pulled back for a moment to give Ataru a tiny bit of the air he desperately needed, just enough to keep him from passing out, before sealing his breathing again with her bust.

"A lot of men would be very jealous of you right now, you know," Arjuna said, "Not very many have gotten a chance to experience this. You should enjoy it!"

She wiggled her chest in Ataru's face, gently boxing him with her breasts. Meanwhile, her other hand began stroking Ataru's shaft, working him up in those tight shorts of his, so that when she eventually let him go, his hard manhood would be quite an embarrassing sight!