The Huntress and the Humped - Yahagi vs Hajna

Bikini attire
Win by submission, knock out, or orgasm.
Standard ring.

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Yahagi was feeling particularly energetic and chipper tonight. She didn't mind that she had this cute, slightly fluffy purple bikini on with these silly cat ears, a fake tail at the small of her back, and otherwise looked like she was dressed up for a very strange kink shoot. If anything, those added to the particular atmosphere of the shoot. Tonight, she was the hunted, the beast, and her opponent did have "huntress" in her in ring title. It was extremely easy for the agents and management to think this one up.

The Japanese middleweight did have a reputation for being very rough with her opponents in spite of her great technical skill. In fact, the build-up for the match included video footage of Yahagi's many wrestling matches before she was in AFW. Matches where after a particularly gruelling leg lock or a high-flying frankensteiner, dexterity gave way to lustfulness and her impressively toned, intimidating body just so happened to find itself pressed against a helpless opponent.

An opponent who in seconds would be making all kinds of wonderful sounds as that muscular belly grinded and shredded away at whatever strength the opponent's could bring to bear. It was a hypnotic and fearl thing; domination in the most direct and unambiguous way. Yet it was not artless either; Yahagi's motions were inflamed with passion yet she tended to every little bump of their bellies, the squirming of their waists, and the struggling of their breasts with her own bodily counterparts. Every inch of her body that graced her opponent's indulged in and was besieged with the same pleasure.

It was a high risk style in many ways. It was also the norm in her league of origin. It was unsurprising why she was the beast but as Hajna would enter the ring, she would find neither aggression nor wild lust looking her way. The woman casually leaning against the ropes, shoulders over the top and her strong belly stretching out, would look at her with a sly grin. It bordered on smug but there was something genuine behind her smile. Most of it was excitement, another half was curiosity.

"So how much did management tell you?" She asked, deciding she didn't need to play up an act. "I thought you'd be a nice match... but apparently I'm an unstoppable sex juggernaut whose iron body will defile you utterly."

Yahagi giggled and shook her head. It was true she *had* humped many women into submission... but it's not like they had never done the same to her. Where she was from, all eroticism was mutual in the enjoyment and pleasure it gave.

"But looking at that body of yours..." She paused to look at Hajna a little more carefully. She was just an inch shorter but looked fuller in some regards... maybe just a little curvier by comparison to herself. Yet it wasn't really curvy; she could tell there was genuine strength. "Maybe they were wrong. Apparently, there's a poll up - whose abs will be flattened first. I'm leading by..."

She paused for a second, resting an elbow in a palm and her hand against her chin. She definitely wasn't looking up Hajna's legs and her arms, a little curious to see how she compared. Yahagi was outwardly far more clearly muscled and that came with many advantages for body-to-body contact. Yet how toned one was didn't entirely translate to physical strength.

"3%. Seems each time they post a pic of your flexed body, you gain on me just a little. Seems the huntress might just have her catch of the day. So," Yahagi's arms raised as if offering to be held in a lock up. "Why don't we give them a show and test that poll directly hm? First to pin the other to the ropes or corner, belly on belly, for ten seconds - after that, we break off and get down to business~. Your call."

Would Hajna be proud enough to try and prove she was not just of superior skill but also bodily power? Yahagi was hoping for a yes.

Now, this was a strange one.

Not that "strange" was anything out of the ordinary in AFW. But having her opponent wearing fluffy bikini, cat ears and a fake tail? That was a first for Hajna.

Obviously, it wasn't a bad thing at all. It would be fun for Hajna to rip all that off of her. She was a huntress after all.

The pre-match reel of Yahagi's prior antics and achievements had been rather curious as well. Despite her ridiculous looks, apparently this woman possessed some real skills and strength... But it was hard to take her seriously. Besides, it was useless to speculate - Hajna was just going to have to enter the ring to see for herself.

Hajna Horvath - The Hungarian Huntress:

Genuinely curious over what kind of reel the management had compiled for her, the Hungarian redhead made her way to the ring calmly and majestically. Setting her sight locked on Yahagi, the curvy redhead proceeded to face her, and finally take a really good look of her opponent's body. And she had to admit - it was rather impressive. Maybe she wasn't having the easiest of her preys tonight, but certainly one that would be delicious to demolish.

"You talk big for a girl dressed up so ridiculously..." Hajna began her taunting right off the batch to reply to Yahagi's comments. "And honestly, I don't have time for any polls. Or, then again, if we had one asking how long it would take for you to get knocked out once I get that tail wrapped around your neck, that could be an interesting one."

Honestly, Hajna had rather missed the entirety of Yahagi's suggestion and challenge. She had been focusing on exploring the Japanese middleweight's body and thinking of ways to crush it - but if there was a challenge, she wasn't going to turn it down. After all, she could easily turn to some dirty tricks if it looked like she would be getting herself into any trouble.

"Oh, so you really want a lock-up? Of course my prey, if that's what you really want..." the Huntress answered, before locking her hands against Yahagi's own. Her plan was not to start out too strong, rather test her opponent at first, but should the Japanese woman prove to be as strong as she appeared, Hajna knew that she would potentially have to go all out rather soon.

"Raaaaaaaawwwrrrrr, be wary, this cat's not declawed!" Yahagi put on the best evil, hungry grin she could but somehow about Hajna's haughty demeanor made it feel far sillier than it should. She couldn't help but laugh for some reason, whether at her arrogance or just how silly she felt. She didn't dislike it and there was no embarrassment; this woman was supposed to be some haughty huntress so it was only natural she was the game animal tonight.

Quietly, Yahagi felt this was to the contrary. The Japanese middleweight was not a particularly vain wrestler when it came to her own beauty. She put a lot of work into it but she was far more concerned about her own build rather than purely looking like a pinup. Yet she couldn't help but feel quite turned on; the sheer confidence by the redhead and the slightly curve-tinted body that backed it up made her threat feel more... inviting, in a sense.

"A lock up is just the beginning~" She licked her own lips, her tongue lathering the top and bottom up in a slow and deliberate motion. "You could loosen up a little; you're going to enjoy what happens when we get to the edge."

Their fingers interlaced and Yahagi's biceps tensed, attempting to flex them out fully while pulling their arms out to the side. At first it seemed she was trying to show off just how amazingly dense they were; her taut skin pulled tighter still over the smooth, hill-like muscles but it also would draw their breasts together. This is where they had a more obvious parity. Maybe Yahagi's mounds protruded a little more, maybe Hajna's had greater overall volume and width, but as Yahagi's tits smushed nips first, she could tell that on this front it could go either way.

Which is why she always used her main weapon. Flexing her abs, Yahagi would attempt to undulate her body and push her own belly forward in a wave-like motion, rubbing her tummy's strong well-packed mucles over Hajna's. It was moreso a series of presses, testing to see how strong Hajna's delightfully smooth stomach was. She wasn't arrogant enough to think Hajna had no strength there; she likely hadn't toned herself to show it off deliberately.

That meant Yahagi was going to enjoy grinding her abs into the redhead's until aroused and perky, they were forced to rise and confront her own.

"So, you ever make a woman submit solely to your body~?" She asked, trying to lean in close and fully dock their fronts.

Yahagi may had been dressed up like prey, but she certainly wasn't acting like one. That was in stark contrast with some of the prior experiences that the Hungarian Huntress had had in matches, such as the one against a tiny girl called MIO. The girl had practically begged to become hunted and ravaged back then... But hopefully, tonight with Yahagi would turn out to be just as fun as well.

At least the Japanese middleweight appeared confident and ready to rumble. And of course Hajna was too! She wasn't all that certain about starting with a lock-up though...but it didn't matter. It was usually still a fine way to start things off, even if Yahagi seemed to be even a little too eager to engage in it to Hajna's tastes.

"Of course it is... The beginning of the end for you!" the redhead countered her opponent's words as the duo's fingers got intertwined. But how Yahagi started off the lock-up did suprise the Hungarian! Instead of straight off starting to push her opponent hard, the Japanese almost seemed to want to intimidate Hajna with her biceps - which admittedly was somewhat successful - and to make sure that their breasts got smushed together right from the start! Apparently Yahagi had no qualms of getting rather close and intimate...

The huntress was for now more just following what the Japanese girl was doing, curious to see where this was going. And contrary to her expectations, she wasn't really trying to push her that much, but instead pressing her body even more tightly against her own, trying to really get their abs and bellies together as well. That was super peculiar! And the redhead wasn't sure where this was going... Or what exactly did Yahagi mean with her words.

"Oh, I have made many women submit..." Hajna replied to Yahagi's words although some strain evident in her voice already. The Huntress was also trying to reply to what Yahagi was doing with her presses, but she hadn't really encountered anything like this before! First, the redhead tried to copy what her opponent was doing, but somehow the Japanese woman seemed to have the upper hand. Thus, the redhead soon decided that keeping on engaged to what Yahagi was doing was probably not the best strategy for her, and instead wanted to try to start pushing the woman backwards in a more traditional style of lock-up manner!

"Flair for the dramatic..." Yahagi paused to let out a deep minty breath, her fingers clenching tighter between those of her opponent as her muscles pumped as she pushed against Hajna's grip, her own biceps rubbing suggestively to her opponent's as she looked at her with a smile as lustful as it was hungry. "I wonder if it holds up when you're on the receiving end."

Her words were a little repetitive. It was quite clear that Yahagi's strength appeared to be notably higher than Hajna's with her bulging muscles seeming more akin to some gym-infesting heavyweight rather than a lithe middleweight. Her breasts maybe weren't quite as large but Yahagi was no less aggressive. It wasn't just the bulge of those arm muscles rubbing against Hajna but those breasts as well, thick and perked by default and only becoming moreso as they rolled and mashed onto hers as if to flatten them against her own ribs.

Both of these were secondary to the importance she placed on her abs. Yahagi and Hajna were close, enough that one might think they were attempting to have sex standing up. Somehow, Yahagi pressed in even closer with a straight up attempt to push Hajna to the ropes, sandwiching her against them. Her legs and arms tensed with power but anyone watching especially from the sides saw that it was her abs that rippled with the most strength. They dimpled Hajna's abs like hands kneading dough, digging further with every exhale she made, smooth and scraping her stomach down as if paving roads not solely with force but a frictious, fiery pleasure.

It was akin to both being crushed against someone, almost like in a bearhug, but there were no limbs pressed against the Slav's back to bend her to that body. Only its ever-intimate, ever-heavy press that challenged whatever muscles she hid behind her curves, scraping and scraping as if to set her skin afire with pleasure and pressure, daring her to flex back.

She was determined and in spite of Hajna's burst of strength, trying to change the lock-up, Yahagi's arms did not budge and her grip grew tighter. The smile on her face became a smirk as she shook her head, pushing forth again as Hajna's back would presuambly meet the ropes, squishing her against them and clicking her tongue for the ten count.

"Tsk tsk, a little soft huh? Seems you're the kind of hunter who takes her feasts very seriously~" Yahagi teased, swishing her belly left and right, easily squishing her opponent's into a concaved shape against her own. At least, she would have if she was not actually slowly dragging those hard, rough muscles in a slow, scraping massage over her opponent. To make it worse (or maybe better), she leaned forwards to draw her tongue over Hajna's face, making the ten seconds feel like they were taking far longer than they really should.

Yahagi's actions and maneuvers were peculiar indeed, and Hajna was quickly becoming at a loss on how to counter the Japanese woman's moves. The Hungarian did try to start pushing her opponent back in a more traditional manner with a rather hefty effort, but miraculously Yahagi just seemed to find somewhere even more strength to essentially first halt any of the redhead's progress, and then even crushing her resistance further by pushing her towards the ropes. And soon enough Hajna could feel her curvy body getting pressed against the ropes...

But it wasn't just the ropes, but Yahagi's astonishingly mighty body as well. From the corners of her eyes Hajna had to re-take glances over how big, bulky and strong her muscles actually looked like in action, and the reality of the situation began inevitably sinking in to the Huntress. Now, she was strong... But clearly, Yahagi was insanely strong! And it meant that Hajna had to come up with an alternative strategy, since overpowering her opponent seemed surprisingly unlikely tonight.

Problem was that it wasn't just Yahagi's strength that was causing the redhead trouble, it was her technique as well! Hajna could feel her body, strength and endurance getting quickly consumed as she was getting squeezed and pressed, at times almost like in a bearhug, and while the feeling was somehow peculiar and even somewhat arousing, she knew it wasn't good, as this was a wrestling match after all.

"Sh-shut up!" the redhead just shushed in response to Yahagi, clearly becoming frustrated and admitting to be in trouble. Still, Hajna had no other choice than keep on consuming her endurance and strength with her futile struggles against the superior Japanese woman.

"Please don't get angry for this cliche but it seems the hunter has become..." Yahagi paused for a second, breath hitched as her stomach sucked in air, abs digging into Hajna's warm, increasingly concaved belly. "The humped~"

She felt somehow both very happy at having been brave enough to have said such a lame pun but also embarrassed. Before Hajna could criticize her, Yahagi decided to actually just hump her. With just a few seconds left on the clock for the agreed-upon ten pin, her abs already tensed and taut further hardened. Clusters of abdominal muscle expanded in size and condensed in hardness, scraping a fiery heat and intensity over Hajna's helpless belly. In the process her barely covered bust mushed over her opponent, nipples lightly brushing on her face.

Just as hornily as it had happened, it ended. Yahagi's tongue clicked the tenth count before giving her a teasing lick across the cheek. Her muscular body disconnected from the slav's, cool air gracing the half-squished body she probably could have dominated, and the sultry, swaying form of Yahagi trotted to the middle of the ring, the fake ears and tail jiggling as much as her generous bust.

"You're cute when you're flustered... maybe you enjoyed that more than you thought~" She grinned, casually yawning and stretching her arms. Her abs were still hard, glistening under the neon lights, almost inviting to Hajna. Yet rather than attacking she decided to let her recover in the spirit of fairness.

Hajna was far from sure of what was happening, but the part that she was sure of was that Yahagi sure possessed a unique style of fighting, and one that was turning out to be very effective against the Huntress, as she was repeatedly pointing out. The annoying verbal remarks surely caused quite some ire inside the redhead, but in all fairness, there wasn't much she could have said or done to protest them.

The good part was that apparently ten was enough for the Japanese middleweight, and for now, Hajna seemed to get free from the peculiar prison her opponent had put her in. The Hungarian redhead earned some well-needed time to recover, and even if Yahagi's confidence seemed justified based on what had just happened, it still was rather annoying. Hajna really wanted to prove, that she wasn't as easy of an opponent that Yahagi had just made her look!

"OK, you had the first laugh... But you won't be laughing at my dinner table." Hajna responded sourly, as she finally began making her way towards the center of the ring again, meeting her opponent in the middle. But she wasn't just going to stand there. Instead, the Huntress tried to surprise her opponent by grabbing her into a bear hug of her own to pay back some of the previous pain!

"What, am I going to have to eat venision and drink virgin's blood?" She replied, voicing her words a bit louder to the extent a few bouts of laughter came from the frontmost spectators and a nearby cameraman. She couldn't help but feel a bit confident about it; she'd readily demonstrated in terms of pure strength and muscle, her supermodel-fitness-freak body was the dominant one. Yet before she could bathe in her victory any more, the humiliated redhead struck first. Arms wrapped around her body and once again, they were pressed tightly together.

Yahagi had to admit, Hajna had a good trip and she had to barely suppress a grunt of pain as she was squeezed against her. She grabbed at her elbows, pulling and pushing to loosen or break the grip but it was clear that Hajna liked her prey trapped. Grim as it was, Yahagi couldn't help grinning.

"You just couldn't stop at a single taste huh?" She grunted, wrapping her thighs around Hajna, muscles tensing as she squeezed. Yet she was not here just to try and crush her back. Yahagi's muscles scraped and rubbed to Hajna's, abdominal muscles grinding back and forth. Yahagi's once more rose, aroused by the intimacy as they pressed and crushed into Hajna's. There was a glint on her eye, her tongue licking across her features as she leaned in, suppressing grunts of pain as she licked her across the face.

That coincided with a push as her hardened muscles grinded and pushed even into Hajna. Maybe it was unwise but she wanted to tease her, to make her feel her abs bend and mold to Yahagi's, to establish she was the wild and untamed beast, prideful even when in the huntress grip, and confident in her arrogance! Rub rub rub - Hajna's beautiful body would be erotically scrubbed and grinded against, Yahagi's tits rubbing on top of hers as she intended to heat her up with arousal!

Yahagi had gotten the first laugh, but Hajna was about to pay back. Her smug remarks did nothing to alleviate the redhead's ire, and only served to tighten the squeeze even further as the Huntress caught the Japanese girl in her clutches! And Hajna really did go all out with it, which was evident by Yahagi's struggles... As she was trying to break the hold by focusing on Hajna's elbows. Didn't quite work, did it!

But Yahagi's confidence hadn't faded, and soon enough the Japanese girl wrapped her thighs around Hajna's body. And damn, were they strong... The redhead was trying to keep as tight and hard a grip as she could, but she was now getting badly squeezed herself! Hajna did not really want to admit it, but by now it was becoming evident that she could no longer deny it... Somehow, some way, Yahagi was clearly the stronger one of them!

Hajna tried and tried her best to squeeze, but Yahagi was squeezing back, and somehow rubbing her body against hers... And even licking the redhead's face! Hajna certainly found it humiliating and disgusting, but there wasn't anything that she could do! To the opposite in fact, as Yahagi's grinding was consuming her down... And eventually, the redhead's body dropped to her knees onto the ground, with the Huntress exhausted and having to release her grip on Yahagi, releasing the Japanese girl into a sitting position right in front of her...