Cosmic Clash: Adrielle Starchild(D) vs Iris Vdova(D) - Hentai Endurance Match

Match Type: Hentai Endurance
Victory Condition: The match goes on until a wrestler can no longer continue or is incapacitated from repeated orgasms


Any moment now, and Adrielle would be entering the stage as one of AFW's freshest faces, gleaming in the eyes of thousands of viewers as they witnessed true beauty grace the ring like never before. A match like the one she was about to enter would be no easy task for the average debutant. A sensual duel to the very end, taking from a woman all the she could give until she could physically give no more. For many wrestlers, such a match would be reserved for the climax of their career, but for Adrielle, it was only the beginning.

She had already dubbed herself the 'Cosmic Queen,' but even in her vanity she knew she still had to earn the title, and a victory in a match as intense as this would do the trick. Her opponent was about to be the first of many women fucked methodically by her fingers, and if everything went to plan, pretty soon all AFW's best hentai fighters would be receiving a similar treatment. She was truly a sight to behold after all, a woman worth marveling and admiring. Even if she already knew it, her opponent was about to find out, and pretty soon, so would the whole world.

Her ruby red eyes fluttered opening, awakened from her dreamy state while gazing at herself in the mirror as her expression settled into a slightly flustered one. It hadn't been easy getting here, getting her foot in the door worlds greatest fighting league. Years of self-doubt and dissatisfaction, followed by a relentless pursuit to find out her true calling. Even now, as her soft features glowed in the light of the vanity mirror, Adrielle still couldn't tell if she had truly found herself. But all her questions would be answered tonight, she was sure of it. All her doubts and hesitations would be quelled, and she would walk out of the ring a complete and defined woman. All of it would culminate in tonight's performance, while another women with similar hopes and dreams would be left a shattered mess by her touch.

She thought briefly of the woman she would be facing tonight. She hadn't bothered to do any research on her, knowing only that she would be debuting as well. She wondered if her ambitions and convictions were as strong as hers, or if she saw tonight as pivotal and monumental to her career as Adrielle did to her own. It was almost sad, knowing that her own success would be rooted in her opponents downfall.  But then again that was part of the thrill of it all, entering the ring knowing that you would leave either a champion or a disgrace.

Perhaps it was only she who thought of these things so seriously. Perhaps these thoughts only bogued her down. A weak smile encroached her lips, slowly molding into a more confident one as she readjusted herself in the mirror. "Adrielle Starchild" she whispered to herself. It was a name she had given to herself after much deliberation and forethought. It invoked wonder, charm, and mystery all into one.

No better was this visualized then by her stunning outfit, with every square inch of it complimenting her already stunning form. Her outfitted shimmered like the stars, dark purple emblazed on her leotard and highlighted by ornate gold trim. Her leggings stopped just above the ankle, her feet left bare against the cool tile floor. Her arm sleeves beared a similar resemblance, maintaining the same color palette while stopping just short of her wrists. It was quite the spectacle for a debuting wrestler, but with one whose ambitions were as high as Adrielle's, no other outfit would suffice.

Adrielle Starchild:

Theme:

Her gaze shifted downwards slightly, about to re-enter it's dreamy state before being interrupted by the sound of her theme playing across the speakers for the first time. She shot up, a bold smile stretched across her face as she strutted her way to the entrance curtain, tendrils of her grandeur outfit trailing behind. She swept the curtains aside with one hand, revealing herself to thousands of fans who cheered wildly for the new wrestler. She took a moment to pose, placing one hand at her hip and bending her knee slightly while giving a slow wave to the audience. All eyes and cameras were fixated on her as she made her descent down the ramp, blowing kisses to nearby future fans and making suggestive gestures to the more starstruck ones. She exuberated pure confidence, each stride masterfully executed as if she had done this a thousand times before

She ignored the ring steps, instead climbing up the ring apron and corner turnbuckle. Her bare feet balanced confidently on the ropes, her arms left free to raise themselves into the air and bellow out her own welcome to the crowd. "Remember tonight, for you are all witnessing the birth of a champion!" The bold claim was met with even more cheers, the last of which subsided as she cautiously made her way back down. She went towards the opposite corner, satisfied with her performance and the reaction it had garnered.

She leaned against the corner turnbuckle, arms draped along the top ropes as she eagerly awaited her opponent to make herself known. A neutral gaze towards the entrance curtain masked what was otherwise a bellicose woman, her true intentions hidden behind lingering eyes and a deceitful smile.