Teng "Panda" Yumei vs. Maelle Mondue

Teng "Panda" Yumei vs. Maelle Mondue: Martial Artists Duel!

Win by Submission or KO
Winner strips the loser and takes her panties as a trophy.

Teng Yumei—or Panda, to use the nickname she had gone by for many years in fighting circles—stepped confidently down the ramp leading into the ring at the center of the arena. It had been a while since she had last appeared in front of a crowd in this building, but she had many good memories from her previous encounters here, and she did not expect this one to be any different. She expected a hard-fought battle against a suitably skilled foe. She expected to win. Lastly, she expected to pull the panties right off of her bruised and beaten opponent, taking them for her own collection and leaving the girl naked and on full display.

Smiling to herself at the thought of it, Yumei reached the ring apron and, without missing a step, launched herself upward, grabbing onto the lowest rope and quickly hoisting herself up. Nimbly bending her body she would swing her legs up into the air and use the momentum to pull her entire small body up over the top rope. As she swung down into the ring, she would throw a couple of swift, slashing chops with her arms, showing off for the crowd and for her as-yet-unseen opponent, and then would easily slide down into the splits, flexing her strong, lithe leg and glute muscles and grinning toothily from ear to ear.

Panda:

All of this got a good reaction from the crowd, but she was really targeting it towards the girl who was about to join her in the ring. She didn't know much about this Maelle Mondue, but what she had heard suggested that the girl might be a worthy foe, with a fighting acumen—and taste in attire—similar to Yumei's. Come and get me! she thought.

Yumei watched her opponent enter with a smile on her face, giggling at the assistance the girl received from her maids. It was an ostentatious show of wealth and privilege, but Yumei had a feeling that this did not mean that Maelle Mondue was weak or needed help. She just wanted to show off her power in a unique way. Yumei could appreciate that, and was still smiling as her opponent began to approach her from across the ring. Yumei walked forward, too, the two martial artists meeting in the center of the ring, eyes unabashedly scanning each other's young, fit bodies.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, as well, Maelle. Please, you can call me Yumei," the Hong Kong-born girl would reply, putting one hand on her hip and the other on her chin as she took a good, long look at Maelle from head to toe. The two of them were almost identical in size, including their toned tummies and frankly nonexistent chests, but were like photo negatives of each other: Yumei pale, white-haired, wearing her skimpy white bra and panties, Maelle deeply tanned, black-haired, with black underwear. They were like yin and yang, and that appearance would only be reinforced when they were tangled up together in combat.

"I hope we can be friends, as well...and that you won't hold your humiliation tonight against me," she agreed, the twinkle in her eye suggesting that she was very confident in this outcome. Maelle, of course, was clearly completely at ease with the idea of her own victory. One of them would have to be proven wrong, and it would be interesting to see whose martial arts mastery would prevail.

"Before we begin, can I ask you for a favor?" Yumei brought both her hands up to clasp them together beseechingly, smiling warmly as she held eye contact with Maelle. "Would you mind doing a little modeling turn for me so I can see your whole attire? Your front is so incredibly cute, and I am just dying to see the back..."

Yumei was pleased with Maelle's outlook on the match, and was now looking forward even more to what would happen after their fight was concluded. She could already imagine Maelle, beaten and naked, her face bright red with embarrassment, sitting at her feet like an obedient puppy, ready to be taken anywhere and used in any way which struck Yumei's fancy...

The girl remained coy for the time being, however, turning only ever so slightly to show the silhouette of her backside as she tucked that fan away again. Just that glimpse was enough to make Panda's mouth water, and she purred as she took a step forward, to make sure that her body and that of Maelle were smashed together with absolutely no space between them. Their flat chests grinded together, nipples hardening and tugging at each other's bras, while their crotches also touched, sharing warmth. Yumei kept the body contact going, unashamed of the obvious signs of desire that her body showed, knowing from Maelle's words and actions that she reciprocated them all. "You've only given me more reason to win this battle, Maelle Mondue. The vision of your exhausted, sweaty body crawling on all fours in front of me will give me all the reason I need to endure whatever you might do to me."

She puckered her lips...then planted a sweet little kiss not on Maelle's lips, but on the tip of her nose. "Now, Maelle, sweetheart, let's pound each other, throw each other, slam each other, twist each other, beat each other until only one of us can stand. I want you to give this battle everything you have!"

The suddenness of Maelle's mighty laughter actually took Panda by surprise, and her eyes widened as she rocked back slightly on her heels. The sound was so loud, coming from such a small girl. It boded well for Maelle's ability to produce the screams of surrender which Panda hoped to hear by the end of this match, but for an instant the Hong Kong-born warrior wondered if something had snapped inside the mind of her opponent.

If it had, it was only for the better. Maelle was overcome with the fighting spirit, something which Yumei could not recall ever happening inside the AFW ring before, to any of her opponents. "A kawaii battle to end all kawaii battles, then, Maelle? If your body can take it...then I'm happy to give you everything you ask for! Let's begin!"

The bell rang with the two kawaii girls just a few paces away from each other. Yumei would have loved to charge straight at Maelle and lock up with her, grinding chests and testing their strength—but she suspected that might be a strategic mistake. While she had no doubt her strength was as great as Maelle's, the other girl was a judo practitioner and more used to grappling than Yumei was. The time would come, before the match was over, for that lustful collision of bodies. But right now, Yumei would leap into the air and to the side, letting Maelle's arms pass just barely beneath her feet. Then, as she brought one foot down onto the canvas, she would swing the other leg down swiftly in a hammering kick towards Maelle's back!

Yumei could not have wished for a better start to this match, as she avoided her opponent's opening assault while her own landed cleanly, driving the other girl and her cute, skimpily-dressed body down into the canvas beneath them. She initially moved forward to follow up the successful strike with a choke hold, but Maelle spun back up onto her feet, crouched but ready to retaliate, and Yumei thought better than to be too hasty in dealing with this dangerous opponent.

She positioned herself in an anticipatory stance, one hand held rigid out in front of the other, legs similarly positioned. As Maelle rushed at her, too fast for Panda to land a blow to her chin, the kung fu-trained fighter would move her hands in and up to try to deflect the grab for her shoulders. Maelle, however, was investing more in the movement of her leg, and the Hong Kong native would not be able to stop that leg from sweeping hers out from under her. Even with a jump, the force of the push against her upper body was enough to send her sprawling to the canvas on her back.

"Ungh!" Quickly, Yumei was rolling, back up into a crouched position, almost identical to the one her foe had taken mere moments earlier. Unable to help herself, she smiled as her eyes met Maelle's. "This is going to be fun, isn't it?" she asked, as she began to circle her foe, watching for an opening.