Eka vs. Yvette: Mat Wrestling

Match will take place on a mat. Win via KO, pin, DQ or submission.

Eka was feeling herself. For the first time in a long long time, she looked forward to coming down to the arena for a match. She understood that she was a good distance from having her name up in the lights and she had not been invited to a PPV for several years, but Eka was riding a bit of a hot streak at the moment. Her last few matches had been wins. Some of them were absolute nail biters that came down to the wire, but Eka had won them, sure enough. As she donned her red and white bikini top, she looked at herself in the mirror. There was a smile on her face now, and it reflected how she really felt.

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It could have been because she had just texted Harumi. She was still learning how to text, and Eka sincerely doubted that Harumi would respond that quickly. But if felt good to know that somewhere the woman that she felt about more intensely than any other human being on the planet wanted her to be safe. The Georgian girl's last message said that she was feeling good and ready for her match. She also told her what channel the match was going to be on, and when exactly she would be wrestling. Eka was not entirely confident that Harumi even had a way to watch the match but she wanted to let her girlfriend know just in case. She set the phone down, and walked to the door of the locker room.

When she was told what sort of match it would be, she could not believe her luck. This would be wrestling on a mat. Eka had spent half her life on a mat back when she was in high school. She was a shark and the mats were her ocean. Plus, as someone who was stuck to the ground like white on rice, it meant that she would not have to pluck some high flyer out of the air. The only thing that remained was the possibility that this woman would be a giantess, like Eka had so often battled against in the early stages of her career. That notion did not plague her long as she made her way to the staging area, because with how good she was feeling at the moment it would have taken someone who was five hundred pounds to keep her down.

And as Eka peered around the curtain, she knew that the woman that she would be facing would not be five hundred pounds. Eka had checked the roster page on the site, and found that there were only a few wrestlers of that description on the books. While it was true that she could face some giant woman who was debuting, the chances of that or her running into one of the few titans was exceedingly small. The fear in her heart soon dissipated when she saw what was in the center of the arena. They had taken away the ring completely, so now the entire floor was replaced with mats. They had marked the limits with white tape, but the play area would be pretty big. The ravenhaired girl smiled. It reminded her of her old high school gym, when the mats took up the space of a whole basketball court.

She was ready. This was like a homecoming for her.

Eka's ominous music heralded her entrance. There were ovations that were bigger that evening, but Eka was happy with the warm reaction that she got from the fans. She waved at them as she made her way down to the mats. Usually, she liked going to the turnbuckle to wait for her opponent, but she couldn't do that tonight. So she turned to face the entrance ramp. In ordinary circumstances, that awkwardness of not having a turnbuckle to hide behind would meant that she would grab her elbow. But now she was standing with her arms nice and limber and a big smile on her face.

Indeed, the woman who entered the arena following Eka was no giantess. While certainly not any small girl, Yvette was actually a shade shorter than Eka and a little bit lighter as well, though that didn't seem to frighten the French girl any as she warmed up backstage. While she could not say she was a mat wrestling specialist like Eka, the French girl had spent quite a bit of time recently practicing her ground grappling skills, as she intended to move beyond just catfighting to become a proper wrestler. She had improved rapidly due to her hard work and dedication, becoming more skilled in the craft and learning a few new moves she was eager to try out. Though Eka had more experience, Yvette felt confident she could keep up with her opponent.

Yvette's music came over the speakers, signaling the French girl's entrance. She got a bigger reaction out of the crowd than Eka did, as she had recently participated in several high-profile matches and made a little bit of a name for herself, winning herself quite a few fans who loved seeing the French bunny girl wrestle. Tonight though she didn't show up in a bunny suit. Instead, she wore a light-fitting white speedo that hugged every curve of her slender but fit body, with a high-cut waist to really show off her long toned legs. Yvette smiled brightly as she stepped onto the ramp, stretching her arms and giving the crowd a wave before making her way down to the mats.

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As she made her way to the ring, she took some time to size up her opponent. Eka had a similar build, bigger boobs for sure but overall a long slender frame just like Yvette. She was a little bit taller and a bit bigger, but nothing that Yvette couldn't handle. Eka was quite pretty too, with long brown hair and bright blue eyes. It made Yvette want to play with her in a different manner, but mat wrestling would have to suffice for now. The French girl approached her opponent with confidence, standing tall and wearing a friendly smile.

"Looks like we're going to be fighting on your turf Eka!" the French girl said brightly, "Don't think that it's going to be easy though. I promise I'll give you the fight of your life! I'm Yvette, and tonight I'm going to beat you at your own game!" She extended her hand, offering her opponent a fair shake before the start of the match.

Eka bounced from foot to foot a bit as she waited for her moment. The first reason that she did so was because she wanted to get the feeling of the mat under her again, to feel if it was as she remembered. The second reason was that she was excited, wondering what sort of match this would turn into. She was well aware of how lewd things could get here, as much as she tried to avoid that.

But when her opponent appeared, she wondered if she might break that. She briefly bit her lip as she saw the French woman in her one piece, and then quickly shook that look. Her mind wandered back to Harumi, and she felt embarrassed for a second that she had forgotten her lover. Her mind turned back to the match, and what she was meant to be doing this evening. Yvette was right. This was her turf. Which meant that she expected herself to continue this hot streak and win this. As she eyed her opponent over, Eka recognized that she had a few advantages. Height and weight always went a long way in a wrestling match, and she had both.

She reached forward and shook her opponent's hand. The Georgian girl always felt a bit of apprehension because she didn't know whether she should go for a handshake or bow, but Yvette cleared that up for her. She smiled gracefully. "I expect very much from you, yes? And I am Eka. I am sure you have a lot of power to bring to this match!" Eka's lilting accent bounced around the arena.

She released the handshake and signalled to the ref girl that she was ready to begin. "I wish you luck, yes?"

"Good luck to you as well!" Yvette replied, giving her opponent a small smile as they shared a quick handshake. This wasn't going to be an unfair fight against a heel, nor was this a catfight or a sexfight. No, this was an athletic contest, a sports competition. Yvette had to get the dirty thoughts out of her mind to focus on showcasing her mat wrestling skills to her far more experienced opponent. She wanted to win this match fair and square based and give everyone watching a good performance

The French girl took a step back and got into her wrestling stance. She bent her knees slightly, leaned forward at the hips, pushed her butt out and raised her hands in a grappling stance. The swimsuit she wore did not restrict her movements at all and left very little for her opponent to grab onto. But it also didn't do much to hide the luscious curves of her body. Yvette couldn't help but notice a camera swinging behind her, with the cameraman obviously adjusting the lens to zoom in on her thrust-out ass. That annoyed her a little, and was a bit embarrassing.

But she had no time to think about that. "Let's go!" Yvette said, moving forward to engage Eka in a grapple. Her opponent was both taller and bigger than she was, so Yvette figured if she was to stand a chance, she would need to be aggressive and take the initiative away from Eka! She moved in quick, closing the distance between them and ducked low, her hands going straight for Eka's legs, hoping to grab onto one and pull back to take her opponent down onto her back!

Eka watched the woman get down into her wrestling stance. There was something to it, something that spoke of a lot of energy and a mutual desire to act on the energy they shared between them. The Georgian girl felt the electricity in the arena all around her and let it run through her. Eka concentrated hard on her opponent. She wanted to harness the energy around her, not let it overpower her.

The bell rang. Eka hoped that she could have used all the energy she felt into getting off the mark first, but her opponent was a nimble and eager foe. The bunny girl darted across the mat and crashed into her. "Hey!" Eka shouted out as Yvette grabbed her leg. The ravenhaired girl bounced a few times on one leg before she finally crashed down to the mat. She yelped before she was ground down on the mat.

The Georgian girl felt the far away disapproval of her old wrestling coach as she was taken down so easily. An even greater wave of disappointment washed over her, but this discontent flowed from herself. It felt silly to get taken down from such a simple takedown, but the Georgian girl was on the move. She quickly scooted back to get herself some space before she moved to get up. She wanted to redeem herself from such a poor showing so early.

Yvette had caught her opponent off guard it seemed, as she was able to duck underneath Eka's arms and grab her leg, pulling it back for an efficient takedown! The Georgian responded quickly though, scooting backwards to try and get out of Yvette's grasp. The French girl wasn't going to let that happen. Keeping low, Yvette followed after Eka, staying within attacking range.

"Where are you going?" Yvette said, "Stay still!"

Yvette lunged at her opponent, kicking off from the mat and throwing herself upon Eka. Her goal was to land with her entire front on top of Eka with an improvised body splash before Eka could get any real distance between them. Though the Georgian was a bit bigger, Yvette knew the full weight of her body would be enough to knock her flat and pin her down against the mats. She wanted to put as much pressure on Eka as quickly as possible, hoping to get enough of an edge early on in this fight to negate the imbalance in experience, size, and strength between the two of them!

Eka knew that Yvette was close. The Georgian girl felt like she was in some bizarre horror movie where she was the first victim of the villain, only the antagonist was a bunny girl and they were on mats. Despite the absurd thought, Eka did feel a sense of trepidation as Yvette loomed over her, knowing that something bad was coming. Eka did not want to stay still, not one bit, looking for any escape from Yvette.

But there wasn’t any escape. Yvette jumped on top of her. The sudden splash made Eka grunt with the intense and sharp pain of one woman slamming into another, but that soon gave way to a slow and grinding press as Yvette pushed her back against the mat. Eka cried out in pain, her loud cry quickly died out in the loud roar of the crowd.

The Georgian girl did not want to stay there long. Eka moved to clasp her legs around Yvette’s waist, to squeeze her as hard as possible. She wanted to go for a bodyscissor that would apply some pressure back onto her opponent.

The body splash worked, as Yvette crashed into Eka in a less than graceful manner. Still, it managed to knock the Georgian beauty flat on her back with Yvette on top. Unfortunately for the white-clad French girl it also knocked the wind out of her as well. Such an improvised attack had it's consequences after all. Still, she was on top, and she needed to move quickly to take advantage of that before Eka could fight back.

But as Yvette shifted her weight and tried to move up, Eka responded, her powerful legs closing around the French girl's slim waist. "Nngh!" Yvette grunted as Eka's thighs cut into her sides in a tight bodyscissor! The sudden squeezing pressure made Yvette gasp out a little as air got forced from her body.

Yvette wasn't going to let Eka gain control so easily. The French girl planted her palms against Eka's shoulders to make sure she held her opponent down. She then planted the balls of her feet down and began pushing up with her hips, hoping to straighten out her legs and raise her waist high up above the mat. That ought to make it quite difficult for Eka to maintain the waistscissor, as half her body would be hanging in the air. If Eka still didn't let go, then Yvette would push forwards, forcing Eka's body to fold over uncomfortably, adding more pressure to her legs and hips until she was forced to release the scissorhold.

Eka rested for a second. Well, relatively. She still had to put a lot of energy into maintaining the bodyscissor over her opponent. The match had started off disastrously for her, but she felt more comfortable now. For once, she had her opponent in her grasp in a way that would be very difficult to escape. And as part of that, she could rely on her vast amounts of stamina. Her tight little belly was flexing for the benefit of the crowd, and she knew that cameras were flashing. They probably liked the fact that two woman were so intimately intertwined in a battle. She clenched her fist. The Georgian girl was focusing again now.

Because Yvette was on the move. She was amazed at the bunny girl's strength as she lifted both herself and Eka from the mat. "Whoa!" She yelped. The ravenhaired girl did everything that she could to hold on, but that was made that little bit more difficult thanks to the fact that she was now fighting gravity too. When Yvette stood all the way upright, Eka would spring into action.

She knew how to beat this. Just as Yvette was moving forward, Eka would be pushing her legs so that Yvette would have to move backwards. But that motion to the rear was made all the more difficult because Eka's arms stretched out so that she could grab the back of Yvette's legs, and keep the bunny girl in place. The combined motion meant that Yvette would land right on her rear, so that Eka could scramble on top of her. It was called a simple sweep in Brazilian jiu jitsu, and Eka was thanking her lucky stars for learning it, because it helped her transition flawlessly into grabbing her opponent's arm and going for an americana.

Though Yvette had gotten caught in between Eka's legs, an unpleasant mistake to be sure, she felt quite confident she could break free. After all, it was a matter of straightening up, pushing forward, and forcing Eka to let go with sufficient pressure. It was a move she had practiced many times, and her body moved almost automatically to counter her opponent's move. And it was working too, as Eka cried out in surprise from having her lower half lifted up into the air.

But as Yvette began to push forward, Eka had a surprise for her. Suddenly the Georgian's hands grabbed the back of Yvette's long, luscious legs. Yvette didn't think much of it at first, still pushing up and forwards with all her might. But then Eka pulled hard, and both of Yvette's feet slipped out from underneath her at once!

"Oh!" Yvette gasped, landing hard on her butt with a muffled thud. Though she landed on soft mats, the impact was still enough to leave her stunned. Eka took this opportunity to leap on top of her, using her greater strength and weight to bowl the slender French girl over and pin her back against the mat. The Georgian grabbed at Yvette's arm while pressing down with her front to keep her pinned down.

"Ahh stop!" Yvette cried out as she felt Eka twisting her arm into a painful submission, her shoulder bearing the worst of the pressure as Eka locked in the arm twister. Yvette planted her feet and pushed up, trying to twist to the side to force Eka off before she could lock in the submission tightly. The last thing she wanted was to have Eka on top putting her arm in a submission, as she didn't know if she had the strength or ability to break out!