Miyake vs Sasha: Small match. Big debut

Standard match.
Victory Via Pinfall, Submission, or DQ
Hentai allowed.

Sasha hopped up and down while she waited in the gorilla position. A smile could be seen on her face as she warmed herself up for this upcoming match. From what she had been told by both Lewis and management itself, Sasha would be the opponent for a newcomer to AFW. Now some would scoff at being sent to fight a newbie while there are much strongers or more lucrative fights on the card, but Sasha didn’t mind. To her this was an opportunity to help this newcomer gain a decent following with the crowd by giving her a good match. And nothing gets better than holding your own against a giant like Sasha.

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Sasha was cut from her musings when she heard her music blare and the official give her the all clear. Smiling, Sasha stepped past the curtain and into the arena with a shower of cheers. The audience screamed in awe as they watched this massive 6 ft 11 Hawaiian walk past them and down the ramp. Her arms raised and flexed to show the massive muscles hiding beneath her beautifully tanned skin, her tight black attire with green highlights only doing more to accentuate her shape as she stepped over the top rope and inside the ring proper. Giving a final flex to the audience and the flashing of cameras, Sasha stepped over to her corner and leaned against it, waiting for her opponent to come out.

Miyake rotated her hips left and right, bring her arms over and combining it with a few shoulder stretches to loosen up her muscles in anticipation for the match. Her opponent apparently had a massive size advantage over her, and Miyake was going to need all the reflexes and agility her body could provide her if she hoped to outmaneuver tonight's foe. While most rookies would probably be scared out of their minds facing someone much larger then them in a debut match, Miyake was absolutely gleaming. If anything, a triumphant victory would make for a pretty spectacular debut, while a loss would... Ahh! only losers think about losing.

Miyake let out a satisfied grin as the thought of a roaring crown and newfound fans overwhelmed her mind. Confident in her abilities, and devoted entirety to victory, she was sure tonight would be a debut worth remembering. Tonight's match even allowed for some sensuality, something Miyake was planning on making full use of given the chance. Her attire was exposed enough to give her both the maneuverability and the intimacy that was going to be required in a match like this.

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A few ankle rolls and finger stretches later, and Miyake was completely stretched out and prepared for the bout just in time to hear her name bellow outside the curtains. She let out a deep breath and made her way to the curtains, and threw them open only to be greeted by bright lights and a roaring crowd. While not quite as loud as the previous cheers for her opponent, the arena still emitted a welcoming and exciting vibe for the rookie. She raised a fist as she made her way down the ramp, invoking a few more hollers from the crowd. She climbed the metal steps before swinging a leg in between the middle ropes and following through with the rest of her body.

She glanced over at her opponent and took a thorough look before heading towards her corner of the ring. There was no doubt about it, Miyake was at a significant physical disadvantage. Her opponent stood more than a foot taller than her, not to mention the several dozen pounds in between them. She was going to have to rely on her swiftness if she hoped to make it out this giant's grasp. Nevertheless, Miyake stood undeterred, beaming confidence as she made her way to the middle of the ring with both hands on her hip.

While there wasn’t as big of a pop as there was for the Hawaiian, it was still respectable for a newcomer like her opponent. And she certainly had the confidence for it, Sasha had to admit. Hell, Sasha herself was nervous when she had her debut and her hobby was lifting large weights in front of a large crowd. It seemed that her opponent either was hiding her nervousness behind that confident look, or she wasn’t nervous at all.

That wasn’t the only thing Sasha noticed about this new debutee. She was smaller than her (though really that was a given considering Sasha’s size) But her attire was both stylish and workable for their profession. It gave the Hawaiian the sense that her opponent was an acrobatic sort, one who would use her agility to get around and out of the powerlifters range. Something that Sasha would need to be careful of.

Finally the purple haired woman entered the ring and Sasha would try to give her a good natured smile. “Looks like the audience likes you huh, that’s a pretty good start. Now all you need to do is make them love you.” She said as she stepped away from her corner and to the middle of the ring, her arms crossed. “I’m Sasha and it nice to meet you. Though don’t think for a second that I’m going to go easy on you because it’s your big day. So you better be ready for it.”

It wouldn’t be long after her piece that the referee would signal the official to ring the bell. After that, Sasha would back away and spread her legs and raise her arms. Slowly she would circle her opponent and wait to see what she plans to do first. But if she waits too long, the Sasha would run out of patience and with a shout would rush towards her with frightening speed. Aiming to shoulder charge the girl and bulldoze her to the canvas.

Her gigantic opponent was even more intimidating up close. Miyake practically had to crane her neck upwards to an uncomfortable level just to make eye contact. She transferred her hands from her hips over to a crossed arm position, trying to challenge Sasha's physically daunting stature with and equally confident one of her own. She heeded the girl's words, carefully digesting her tone and demeanor as she spoke. Finally it was Miyake's turn to say her piece.

"I'm Miyake. And don't you worry about me big girl, 'cause pretty soon, the audience is going to be loving me." No handshakes were exchanged in the initial greeting, not that they were needed. All manners of respect would have to be commanded and earned through combat, so it was best to get the pleasantries out of the way as quickly as possible. Finally the bell would let out a discernable ring and the match was off!

Both girls started off by backing up and slowly circling one another. Miyake extended her hands out to either side in a sumo-like fashion, both to give herself a slightly bigger appearance as well as to give her enough options to work with should she need to counter an initial attack. She continued eyeing her opponent up and down as they continued to circle, analyzing as many vulnerabilities and weakness as she could think of as she bided her time.

Maybe I can make a made dash and attack her from behind before she can react... Nah, she's slow, but not that slow. Maybe if I just go straight in with a -- Her thoughts were interrupted by the sight of her opponent charging at her like a bull. Miyake was so focused on making the first move that she had failed to consider that her opponent was most likely doing the same.

SMACK, The impact was as jarring as it was forceful. Miyake was sent backwards a few feet before landing flat her back with a loud thump. She let out an exasperated gasp as she momentarily lost her breath from the hit, leaving her too stunned to mount a defensive position for any follow up attacks.

When your in the squared circle and the bell rings, you had best hope that you can think on your feet. Because if you can’t or don’t then you only leave yourself wide open for when you’re opponent does. And that’s exactly what happened with Miyake as Sasha charged in like a runaway stampede. Her tanned muscular body slammed into Miyake’s smaller frame and the purple haired woman literally bounced off the Hawaiian as she soared through the air.

Before finally coming to ground on the canvas with a thud. But Sasha wasn’t finished, it’s too early into the match and she had little doubt that Miyakes athletic frame allowed a good deal of stamina. So before the girl could get her wits together, Sasha had marched up behind her and got herself into position for her next attack. The process of which started with the blonde taking hold of her opponents legs.

Making sure the woman was faced down on the canvas, Sasha would pull Miyake’s legs up towards her waist. Sasha’s abdomen would press against her opponents rear as the blonde shifted her grip to Miyake’s waist. With everything in place, Sasha would show her powerlifting background as she would almost effortlessly pull Miyake’s whole body into the air in a wheelbarrow position. But she wouldn’t stop there, she would keep going backwards and pull Miyake over head and slam her behind her in a wheelbarrow German suplex.

Miyake took in large gaps of air as she was laid out flat on the canvas. Normally an attack like that wouldn't wind her too much, but the fact that she wasn't expecting it meant that she had little time to prepare her body. Nevertheless, it didn't seem like Sasha planned on giver her any breaks, instead deciding to take advantage of her downed position.

She felt two muscular arms grabbing on her legs, with her elbows hooking around Miyake's knee and pulling her up to her opponent's waist. She let out a few grunts as her lower half was dragged up above the ground. The setup for the move had allowed her to regain some of hers senses, enough to brace herself but certainly not enough to do anything about what was to come next.

Pretty soon she felt herself slowly rising as the giantess lifted her overhead before slamming her back-first in a devastating wheelbarrow German suplex! It was a remarkable show of strength, Miyake had to admit, albeit one that left her backside searing in pain as it came crashing down into the mat behind her.

She clutched her back with one had as she forced herself onto one knee before wobbling back onto her feet. She tried to get up as quickly as possible, wincing as she raced to make it to her feet before her much larger opponent did. Still unsure of how to best someone so much larger than herself, Miyake at least placed herself in a standing position a few step back, bracing herself to counter whatever was coming next.

Up and over Miyake went as Sasha sent the purple haired woman crashing into the canvas behind her. The ring shook with its impact and many were impressed with the Hawaiians technique. Sure she had more than enough strength to pull off such a move, but it also takes skill to make sure her opponent didn’t mess it up midway through. Which luckily is what didn’t happen as her opponent crashed down to the mat in a heap.

But not for long for as Sasha stood back to her feet, her opponent was scrambling. In an impressive display of resilience or just a large pain threshold, Miyake scrambled back to her feet just as quickly as Sasha did. Though it was clear she couldn’t hide everything with the way her hand was pressing against her back, likely to soothe the pain from the Hawaiians German suplex. And her balance hadn’t fully returned yet either.

Sasha didn’t want to give up such an advantage so early, so before Miyake could fully situate herself, the Hawaiian would try to charge forward with her arm outstretched for a mighty clothesline. If her attack missed however, then the giant would keep running and rebound off the ropes behind her. Keeping her momentum she would charge right back, hopefully before her opponent could recover and send her foot straight to her chest with a big boot.

This match was not starting off the way Miyake wanted it to, not one bit. And it all started with just a slight miscalculation. If only she had taken the initiative to make the first move... No point in dwelling on that, I gotta switch things up, and fast.
Her opponent had managed to get up just as fast as she did, and without nearly as much as the swaying and buckling Miyake had to go through.

She didn't have time to further ponder on Sasha's impressive start however, as the giant women came charging at her once again, this time with a massive outstretched arm. Miyake's eyes widened, determined not to be bulldozed once again by her massive opponent. Having recovered her wits just enough to prepare herself, Miyake pivoted with her left foot, dodging the incoming attack like a Spanish matador would do to a bull. She ducked along with the motion, Sasha's arm just skimming the top of Miyake's hair.

She let out a brief smile as she completed the motion successfully. She followed through with the pivot, bring her whole body back around and upright as she faced Sasha, prepared for whatever would come next. Except that she wasn't. Sasha was just to quick, something that Miyake wasn't expecting. She hoped she would have enough time to setup an effective counter, but instead Sasha came rebounding back at her, using her own momentum and spring from the ropes to come charging at breakneck speed.

Miyake attempted to pivot once again but it was far to late. Sasha lifted up her leg and sent a giant boot inbound directly for her torso, her foot making direct contact with the center of her chest. "UARH!" Miyake let out a short but telling shriek after the kick. her body once again came crashing back down into the mat, letting of a little bounce and shaking the whole ring at impact. She groaned for a few seconds, before valiantly trying to make her way up to her feet again, doubtful that she could make it before Sasha could further punish the rookie.

Miyake was an agile girl, that was plain to see. She managed to dodge out of the way just before Sasha’s shoulder could plow right through her. Sasha already predicted this however, so instead of stopping and trying to think of something new. The Hawaiian continued to run before rebounding off of the opposite ropes and charging back with even more speed. Miyake was ready to dodge one of Sasha’s attacks, so when the blonde sent her boot towards her she wasn’t expecting it at all.

And so wasn’t able to stop it as it crashed right into her chest, flinging her across the ring with its force. After that, Sasha slowed to a stop and surveyed her handiwork. Her kick certainly rocked her opponent, but Sasha could see that Miyake was still far from done. Sasha needed to drain some of that energy from the girl or else she was just going to keep getting back up, she thought.

As she made her way to her, Miyake was already in the process of scrambling to her feet. This time though, she wouldn’t make it as Sasha stepped over her. The massive Hawaiian then sat herself on the small of the purple haired girls back. Wasting little time for her opponent to realize what was happening, Sasha then quickly grabbed her arms and pulled them over her tanned muscled thighs.

All that was left after was to hook her fingers under the girls chin and yank back. Her camel clutch complete, Sasha would try to pull her opponent as far back as she could. Really let her feel the burn in her spine as the blonde pulled her head against her chest, right beneath her breasts. Not that Sasha really noticed as she was too focused on what she was doing right now to care as she gave another mighty tug.

Her prediction turned out to be true as Sasha quickly made her way to Miyake's struggling form before the girl had any time to recover. Only halfway up, Miyake felt a massive weight suddenly com crashing down onto he back, forcing her back down onto the canvas. The weight of Sasha sitting atop her was already in an of itself a painful experience for the relatively light girl, but what came next was perhaps a thousand time worse.

She felt her arm being grabbed and placed roughly behind the large girls massive thigh. Miyake immediately knew what Sasha was setting up, but was in not position to prevent it. She felt her other arm following suit, forcefully placed behind the other toned thigh of her opponent. All that was left was the interlocked fingers of her opponent placed snugly under her chin, and the forceful yanking back of her head against the rest of her body.

"UEAAAH!" Miyake couldn't help but let out a piecing yelp as her back was brutally bent in an awkward direction with an almighty tug. The pain was so unbearable that Miyake was left making slight whimpers and groans as her mind was unable to comprehend the immense torture her body was going through. This could very well end in an early submissions and an embarrassing career-ending moment for Miyake, something she was determined to not let happen.

Escaping from the hold by making her way to the ropes was out of the question. There was just no way she would be able to crawl with all this weight placed firmly onto her back. Instead, Miyake mustered all the strength that she could and began pushing back with her chin against Sasha's interlocked fingers. She let out a blood-curdling warcry while doing so, trying to muster all her willpower to just barely lower her head away from Sasha. It was a move very few could pull off, let alone someone of her size. She didn't need much room however, just enough to clear a few inches between the back of Miyake's head and Sasha's chest.

If this worked, Miyake would then reel her head back in the opposite direction, hopping to smack the back of her head directly against one of her opponent's breasts! It was a desperate move, but Miyake was willing to try anything to turn this match around.