Mud Wrestling: Ichika vs Yvette

Match Type: Mud Wrestling
Victory Conditions: Verbal Submission That is Accepted
Special Conditions: Loser Gets Fucked by the Winner
Attire: Swimsuit
Venue: The Beach

It was a sunny day at the beach, a crowd had gathered around an inflatable pool that was filled with mud for the day's special attraction. A hot contest between two scantily clad women both fighting to force the other to quit. To say that everyone around the pool was excited would be an understatement, while one of the contestants was less than thrilled. Ichika had arrived early as they were setting up the ring to be her battlefield of the day and while it was a pleasant feeling to be soaking up the sun's ray, she was rather displeased about the mud. A grimace of disgust washed over her face just thinking about rolling around in the muck, even if there was another woman inside of it to desecrate. As time passed more people started showing up and Ichika's robed figure was very noticeable as she chose to return to the tent set up, one for each girl, to prepare for the match.

The time came for the match to begin as Ichika would leave her tent having shed the robe and her barely covered body was on displace as she made her way to the pool.

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She made her way to the pool, calm and cold as she reached the edge of the pool, another scowl of disgust creeping on to her lips as she stepped out of her sandals and into the cold mud that quickly swallowed up to her ankles as already she didn't like the feeling. Moving in the mud, she could feel the difference that was being weighed down by the mud and she could only imagine how it was going to be rolling around in it. There was little positives that she could list off as she waited in the mud, the crowd already cheering at the sight of her revealing swimsuit as she waited for her opponent to arrive.

With the sun shining and the beach gloriously warm, Yvette wished that this time she had come purely for pleasure and not for a wrestling match. Sure, it was nice that AFW sponsored her trips so she didn't have to pay anything, but it always came with some strings attached. Last time, she had to wrestle a girl while being sprayed with water (after which she caught a cold), and this time AFW management wanted her to wrestle in mud, in a match where the loser got fucked! If it wasn't for the beach, the French girl might not have agreed to the conditions.

As her opponent made her way down to the mud pool, Yvette was busy changing into her bikini. She had brought quite a selection with her, not sure which one she wanted to wear (especially considering it would probably get ruined in this match). She settled on an older one, a plain white bikini she had worn many times. That one was due to be replaced anyways, especially as it was wearing so thin that if it got wet it became see-through. After making sure she looked fantastic with it on, the French girl felt satisfied and confident enough to make her appearance.

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The French girl stretched her arms upwards as she stepped onto the ramp. The crowd, already a bit worked up from her opponent's entrance, both cheered and catcalled at her. Yvette took it all in stride, teasingly playing with her bikini as if trying to reveal more, then quickly snapping it back into position to their audible disappointment. "C'est trop tôt pour tout montrer !" she teased, not willing to show everything right off the bat.

She hadn't heard much about her opponent, Sophie's only intel was that her opponent was new to the league and was a heel. Yvette could tell from looking at Ichika that she was a bit disgusted by the mud. The French girl stepped into the pool and understood immediately why Ichika felt that way. It felt a bit gritty and gross, flowing between her toes and sticking to her skin. She wondered what was the appeal of mud wrestling to all the people watching, then realized very quickly their enjoyment came from seeing beautiful women get dirty! Well, they were going to get lots of that today!

Besides the disgusted look, her opponent struck Yvette as a cold person. She had a pretty enough face and one heck of a body, with boobs even bigger than Asaki's and a near perfect hourglass figure. But the expression on her face showed a kind of uncaring disdain. It made Yvette a bit wary, as she could tell that Ichika was perhaps a meaner opponent than the girls she had faced.

The French girl made her way towards Ichika step by step. Though the mud was only ankle deep, it sucked her feet in, making each step a difficult mess. "So you must be my opponent!" Yvette said, "Hope you don't mind getting dirty! I'm Yvette, and I can't wait to fuck you later!" Yvette didn't extend her hand for a handshake, being too wary of a potential sneak attack. If Ichika offered her one though, she would accept out of courtesy.

As her opponent appeared out of her tent and at the pool, Ichika’s face did not change from her unchanging slight frown. But on the inside she was glad that such a cute girl was entering the pool with her, looking as innocent as can be with that tight white bikini. It made her want to crush her even more as she saw Yvette making her way towards her as Ichika herself sloshed through the mud to meet her in the center.

The her feet sunk into the goop with each step as the fans were already hyped to see the two beauties go at it as the ref girl joined them in the center, Ichika’s bright purple eyes locked on the shining blue orbs of Yvette’s, only her head tilting back at the words of sportswomanship. She wondered how the French girl could maintain such an optimistic approach when the threat of being fucked in front of al these people was on the line. But she had no interest in sharing the positive outlook, she only came to this pool of mud for one reason and it was going to be at Yvette’s expense!

Her weight shifted to her left as she cocked out her hip, planting her hand on it as her head remained tilted skywards and her eyes looking down on Yvette, not returning the warm words of her opponent, “My goodness. How can you say that with such a smile?” Almost in disbelief, before coming to AFW nearly all the girls had a hostile approach to try and intimidate Ichika or were either terrified by her reputation. “But I guess it’s not all too bad.“ Ichika replied as she extended her hand low, almost as if she was going to extend it for a handshake. But instead, she would take a quick step forward and reached out to Yvette’s hip, pulling her into her body and pressed the two of them together!

“You’ll scream the same when I fuck you.” She bluntly replied with her face mere inches away from Yvette’s before giving her a hard shove with her breasts to push her French opponent off, giving them enough distance from each other to start the match!

Ichika would lean forward as she placed her hands on her knees, supporting her weight as she did not take a traditional wrestling stance, pro-wrestling itself was a new world to her and she was not keen on adopting much of it’s traditions but rather taking what she wanted for her own benefit in her twisted sense of pleasure!

Seeing her opponent offer her hand, the French girl tentatively put her own hand forward, wary of any kind of sneak attack. She wasn't expecting her opponent to grab her around the waist and pull her in for some early body contact though! It made Yvette gasp a little as she suddenly felt Ichika's incredible body pressed up against her own. The most notable aspect was their busts, Ichika's huge breasts put even Asaki's to shame, and they made Yvette's look practically non-existent! Though having a small chest normally did not bother Yvette, in this case with such a huge size difference she couldn't help but feel inadequate.

Yvette narrowed her eyes as Ichika made her threat, her smile quickly disappearing. She was about to retort, but Ichika gave her a shove with her tits, forcing the French girl back two steps. Yvette quickly regained her balance, legs spreading apart in the mud, arms rising to a fighting stance.

"Youre just making me want to fuck you harder!" Yvette said, "Tell you what, if you do win, I'll scream all you want, whatever you want me to say I'll say it."

With that, the French girl quickly stepped forward. Her long legs splashed in the mud as she closed the distance. She looked like she was about to lock up with Ichika, but at the last moment she suddenly went higher, aiming to bring her arm up to Ichika's neck and her leg behind the busty heel's to execute a quick takedown, aiming to send Ichika backfirst into the mud!

"But you'll have to beat me first!"

Ichika’s lips curled into a small smirk, watching that smile fade away on Yvette’s face as Ichika had thrown the first punch so to speak, attacking with her body and pressing it right up against Yvette’s to show the difference between physical attributes and even more so to get Yvette to stagger backward as she stood ready, hunched over and ready to pounce as the French Girl threatened her and threw down a challenge that actually got a laugh out of Ichika.

“Ha. Then bring it and get ready for one of the hardest fucking you’ll ever going to get.” She fired back as Yvette charged at her hands ready for a lock up. The gesture drew out Ichika’s hands, moving up to grab onto Yvette’s but then the truth was revealed when Yvette instead wrapped her arms around the back of her head and her leg tangled by Yvette’s as she was shoved back!

Ichika’s eyes widened as she tried to get her footing to hold back against the sudden attack, her arms wrapping around Yvette’s body, but with only one foot she wasn’t able to properly distribute her balance and fell back into the mud with a splat! She growled out in anger as she felt the goop coating her back and in her hair as she thrashed about, kicking in the mud as their bodies grounded into each other!

“You’re going to pay for that!” She shouted out, attempting to twist into Yvette and roll her into the mud!

Yvette's takedown worked well, sending Ichika down onto her back with a splat in the mud. Unfortunately, Yvette got too tangled up and fell with her, though she was lucky in that she fell in top of Ichika. The French girl's pale body got sprayed with mud, leaving her with spots of dirt all over. She tried to straddle Ichika's waist, but the busty heel thrashed about too much for Yvette to maintain any kind of dominant position.

"Gosh you're quite a fighter!" Yvette said as she tried once more to kick her leg over Ichika's waist. That was a mistake, as Ichika suddenly pushed into the thinner French girl's body, barreling her over with superior weight and strength, reversing their positions!

"Uwah!" Yvette gasped as she fell back first into the mud. It soaked into her long dark hair and stained her back, covering her in nasty gritty dirt. Yvette had no time to complain though, as Ichika was threatening to roll right on top of her! Luckily, Yvette's arms and legs were still free. She wasn't going to let Ichika get on top without a fight!

Yvette kicked her long legs up, wrapping them around Ichika's waist. Meanwhile, her hands shot up and grabbed the back of Ichika's head, pulling her down so their bodies were pressed tightly together. "I want to tell you something," Yvette suddenly said, trying to distract Ichika, "I really like your boobs! Can't wait to see them sway when I fuck you!" She hoped that would keep Ichika distracted enough for Yvette to firmly lock her ankles and begin squeezing her opponent in a waistscissor!

As they struggled, splashing in the mud the only part of Ichika that was still clean was the part of her body that was pressed up against Yvette’s and that was still being encroached upon by the wet earth, earning more and more of Ichika’s ire as she felt Yvette’s leg moving over her waist and shifting her balance to allow Ichika to shove into her. The pair rolled over into the mud, coating Yvette’s back as the crowd was already roaring at the beauties writhing in the muck.

A sneer curled on Ichika’s face as she got on top, using her size to bully Yvette down into the mud as she quickly shoved herself down as if she was trying to submerge Yvette deeper into the mud beyond the mats that were underneath them. Her breasts squished down on the smaller pair as the tension between their bodies got even tighter as the French woman wrapped her arms around her, pulling her even closer.

“Of course you like my boobs...everyone does. But you know what they’re going to like even more? When you’re screaming in the mud as I fuck you, right where you belong.” She sneered back to the French woman, but she realized too late what Yvette was going for as she felt the legs locking around her waist, what she had previously thought was just for positioning!

“Why you little...” she growled out, her breathing was already tight with the squeezing they were doing to each other and the legs tight around her waist made it even more apparent. Her arms quickly wrapped low around Yvette’s waist, her first attempt to try and escape the bearhug body scissor combo was to try and lift Yvette up with pushing on her knees any amount she could before dropping her right back down, looking to give a quick body splash into her opponent!

Though Yvette had a slender figure, her long legs were quite adept at squeezing her opponent's. It seemed Ichika felt that as well, as Yvette worked her body scissor, squeezing tight for a moment to put incredible pressure on the busty heel's sides, before releasing to give her muscles some reprieve, then squeezing tight again! Though she was on her back, Yvette felt in control, as she held Ichika tightly against her body, preventing her from striking with her arms or legs, all the while doing damage with her body scissor.

"I'm really enjoying the way your body feels," Yvette said, "Your skin is quite soft!" The French girl took the time to rub her body up against Ichika's while they were still clean. It wouldn't feel nearly as nice once they were both covered in mud.

Ichika began to counterattack though, deciding to use pure strength to muscle her way out of this situation. "Woah!" Yvette gasped as Ichika began lifting her up out of the mud. The French girl was inexperienced, but she knew what was coming next. She had to stop Ichika before the bigger girl could slam her down!

Yvette thought fast, quickly releasing the body scissor and dropped her butt back down into the mud with a splash. She curled her legs, trying to get them between her and Ichika. Yvette cursed how long her legs were, while normally they were her most attractive asset, in such close quarters the extra length made them quite unwieldy. Still, she would try her best, attempting to bring her legs between her and Ichika so that she could kick out and push her opponent backwards with her feet.

While they splashed in the mud, their fronts were still clean enough for the skins to appreciate each other’s softness, it was hard not too with how tight the two were squeezing each other. Ichika let out a rather loud groan, trying to hide her moans behind a facade as she didn’t want her opponent to think she was making her feel good. Ichika didn’t know if Yvette was complimenting her body sarcastically, ironically, or what but she figured it was all mind games, trying to distract her from what was important.

Either way, Ichika was able to muscle up Yvette as she was going to try and use her entire body to squish down on Yvette to force her to release. But Yvette had seen the dangers coming as she released her legs, not being lifted out of the mud and allowing her legs to get into position as Ichika bounced higher than anticipated without Yvette’s body.

“Nnnngh!” She growled out as Yvette shoved her back with both legs, landing on her butt as she slid in the mud. Her scowl returned to her face as she quickly got onto her fours, beginning to slowly crawl through the mud but rather than go straight for Yvette, she started to circle around her! “You must think you’re so sly.”

After pushing her opponent away, Yvette say back up and quickly got to her knees, freeing up her hands for further defense. Ichika wasn't coming for her though, keeping her distance and circling her menacingly. Perhaps the last exchange frightened the heel? Maybe she wasn't used to an opponent who put up a struggle? Yvette wasn't getting her hopes up though, her opponent was still bigger than her and quite dangerous. Even if she had gotten the better of their initial exchange, the match was just beginning.

"I try to use more brains than brawn," Yvette replied. She didn't mention the obvious, which was that she didn't have much brawn to spare on her slender frame. To best Ichika, she would have to rely on fighting smart and reacting quickly.

Yvette circled Ichika in the mud as well, keeping her distance for the moment. She moved slower as she was on her knees, but her hands were free. The French girl decided to use that to create an opening. She reached down, grabbing a goop of mud in her hand, and tossed it right at Ichika's face! Then she lunged forward, aiming to throw herself into range to try and tackle Ichika onto her back once more, trying to get on top of the heel and straddle her waist!