Meya's spectacular debut: Meya vs Ataru (for Talimaya)

No disqualification match - Best 3 out of 5 falls. (Pin, Submission, KO, and Hentai falls allowed)

Standing in the middle of the ring, Ataru waved his hands in response at the cheering and whisteling fans as the speaker announced his name. He felt a bit nervous and intimidated but, at the same time, fighting in a crowdy arena like a real pro wrestler was an exciting chance.

When he tossed his sport jacket aside, revealing his wrestling attire consisting of tight shorts with a decoration of the japanese flag, and soft wrestling boots in matching red and white colors, part of the female audience started whisteling and yelling cheerfully at his slim yet well trained young body, causing a slight blush to rise to his cheeks.

Ataru didn't know anything about his next opponent, a newcomer. On the other hand, it was possible that she had gathered informations about him and his possible points of weakness ...maybe starting with his well known nervousness when it came to sexual wrestling? His bare chest was heaving up and down, as the boy was trying his best to keep himself cool and focused.

Meya had only watched a few of Ataru's matches. Just a few...after all, she didn't think, after watching one match, that she really needed to watch too many. She had quite the idea for facing her first opponent.

When Meya worked her way to the ring, she looked rather clumsy...and was wearing quit the revealing outfit. Hertop was just barely big enough to contain her breasts, as they almost looked ready to pop out. And she wore a skirt as well, much too short to be able to hide her white panties. As she climbed into the ring, she'd bend over, angling herself so he could see up her skirt. And then she tripped, ending up on her hands and knees, letting him see down her top as well.

If Ataru was feeling a bit nervous already, you can imagine how his face would blush when Meya played her clumsy-seductive act for him.

"Uhh... a-are you ok, Meya-san..?". As expected, the ingenuous "brave knight" hurried to help the damsel, a non stop blush on his cheeks as he helped Meya up to her feet. If it was a bait that she had tossed for Ataru, the silly kid had been clearly hooked.

Meya could have sprung her trap as she allowed him to help her up. But she decided to lay it on a bit thicker, acting clumsy once again and falling against his chest as he helped her up. "Opps... S..sorry. I'm such a klutz. I..I'm alright. Gosh I'm so embarassed... having to be helped up by the person I'm supposed to wrestle..."

Ataru felt like an electric shock when Meya's breasts were "accidentally" pressed against his chest. She could tell the effect of her embarassing distraction from the flaring face of the ingenuous japanese boy.

"Uh... n-no worries Meya.. it's q-quite norml to be a l-little nervous on a debut match..", he said reassuringly. In that same moment, the bell rung and the match was suddenly started.

"Ugh... w-well, let's have a good fight Meya-san... " he said, aknowledging the official starting of the match, but still too allured and embarassed to make the first attacking move.

It was like she transformed into someone else all at once. Whe he wished her luck, she would suddenly slip behind him, kicking at the back of his knees to bring him down, while also wrapping her arms around his neck in a sleeper hold. She knew he wouldn't expect it, but this is what she'd intended. "Yes, lets have a good match."

"Ungh... what the... oh, noes...!!" Snapped back into reality, Ataru tried to wriggle away from her clutches but soon her arms were wrapped around hhis neck with a snuggly yet firm sleeper hold.

And his kneeling stance was not helping his attempt at struggle his way out, as he could feel the teasing weight of Meya's breasts pressing against his back and shoulders.

Holding on tight, she'd rub her body slowly against Ataru, giggling as she leaned her head down to whisper into his ear. "So how would you like to lose? Pin? Submission? KO? Hmm... or perhaps you'd prefer... That I went hentai."

Meya was quite enjoying her dominant position. She had him right where she wanted him, and she was certain he couldn't win now.

Ataru hardly kept himself from moaning when Meya leaned in to whisper at his embarassed ear. "Nhh... i'm n-not going to lose....", he groaned with determination, though he knew she was weakening him already.

Knowing that each new second spent in her sleeper was going to make him increasingly weak for Meya to play with, he tried to raise to his feet and hopefully try to walk a couple steps towards the ropes.
Though, it was not much likely that Meya would let him escape her sleeper that easily.

"Silly Ataru. You've already lost." When he tried to move forward, she'd let herself fall back, hooking her legs around his waist as she held him in the scissor-sleeper hold, knowing that the combination was likely much more than she needed to put him through in order to beat him. "I thought I'd give you a choice. But it sounds like you want me to choose for you."