Marianne vs Penelope Debut Match

Standard Wrestling Match
Win by pin, submission or KO
One fall

[size=150:15zhf9vb]Marianne Shimazu



[size=200:15zhf9vb]VS

[size=150:15zhf9vb]Penelope "Penny" Sotomura



Penny felt her heart skipped a beat when she heard [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQifd7O_N5k:15zhf9vb]her entrance music[/url:15zhf9vb] start and heard the roar of the crowd. It was her cue to enter the arena for her debut match. "Damn you, Emiko" Penelope cursed her tag partner for not being here. It was supposed they would be debuting together, but the busty Japanese that completed the team had sprained and ankle during training and now Penny had been booked to fight alone. For a second she considered running away, but she quickly decided that would be too stupid. "No way out..." she told herself and took an even bigger breathe before she walked out of the entrance area to stand in the aisle that connected it to the ring. The crowd immediately got louder and the catcalls and wolf-whistles soon followed.

A tint of red caught on Penny´s face as she couldn't help but blush. She had chosen a more conservative one piece pink leotard and wrestling boots for her attire tonight, instead of the risky bikinis Emiko and her had said they would be wearing, but still her curvaceous body and ample chest was very evident and the crowd immediately took notice. Penny resisted a renewed urge to run. She had been in many matches before but always in a private club in front of a crowd of no more than 20 people; the AFW arena was so HUGE. The fear that someone may recognize her soon began to creep under her skin. Then again there wasn't anyone she truly cared that could be seeing this. Emiko had stayed back at home precisely to make sure their kids didn't saw any of this. So she waved a hand to the fans and shined her lovely smile to then continue to the ring, climb the steel steps and slide inside.

Despite the nerves and the fear, this felt awesome. The idea of being in front of so many people, and with extensive TV coverage, about to battle a complete stranger was so exciting that Penny felt like she would faint. She knew nothing of her opponent tonight, save that she was also debuting and that she was somewhat older than her. Marianne Shimazu; the name, a western name with a Japanese surname, made Penny felt like somehow this woman would be just like her. Who knows, Penny thought, maybe they will become friends...after they were done destroying each other for the entertainment of this rowdy and impossibly loud crowd.

Backstage, Marianne sat next to the buffet table, drinking water. In between each sip, Marianne gave herself more words of encouragement and reassurance. "You're going to do fine." Sip. "You've done enough research." Sip. "This woman might kill you." Cough. After regaining her composure, she heard music and figured that her opponent, the red haired Penelope Sotomura had begun her entrance. Earlier, she had considered talking to Penny, perhaps to lend some reassuring words to her injured partner. Despite being new, word travels fast and Marianne had heard that Penny was pretty pissed that she had to now debut alone, without her partner. With that added intimidation, Marianne gripped her paper cup, crushing it in between her fingers.

The guitar intro on Long Time had faded out, meaning Marianne was up next. Standing in the Gorilla Position, Marianne noticed some water droplets has spilled on her burgundy leotard, an attire very similar to Penelope's. After considering how revealing it was, she remembered why she disliked her kids watching this. Left up to her, she wouldn't have worn something this risque, but it was all her promoter's idea. "Guess I have to accept it until I get more recognized in this company. . .If I even last in this company!" She thought to herself.

The guitar from [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K38xNqZvBJI&ob=av2e:1trlahoz]Bowling For Soup's 1985[/url:1trlahoz] blasted through the arena. It was another genius idea from Marianne's promoter. Marianne was supposed to play up the MILF character, despite how uneasy it made her feel. To Marianne, the only thing that the song managed to do was make her seem and feel very old. Walking down the ramp,the first thing she noticed were the fans. The fans didn't know what the well endowed brunette would do, fight fairly or get a cheap win, so they didn't cheer nor boo her. Instead, they decided to send out catcalls and hollered, causing her to roll her eyes. As she continued her entrance, simple kiss blowing to the audience, she noticed that the cat calls went on for a bit and that the music hadn't stopped, yet. It was then when she realized that this wasn't a bar down on main street that that a jukebox playing the entrance music. The ring wasn't made out of tables with some padding, or a pool of jello, for that matter. It was a full sized arena filled with people who paid good money to see stars like Natalia duke it out with big names in the company, not a nobody like Marianne. "Gee thanks, me."

After gracefully making her way into the ring, Marianne stood opposite of her opponent, trying not to look nervous, instead, trying to keep a look of determination with a slight smile. "Friendly, but fierce." She extended her hand to formally greet the admittedly sexy redhead. "Hi, I'm Marianne. Let's give these people a show!" Win or lose, this would still be her first professional match, a match that she will never be able to do over.

Penny went to her corner as soon as her opponent music started and began to do some stretching, pulling one arm over her head and back to losen up. She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when she heard her opponent's song. It was quite annoying, seemed more like it was making fun of Marianne than pump her up or sent her 'in the mood' like Penny called it. "Did she picked that for herself?" Penny wondered aloud.

Penny got on the tips of her toes to be able to see her opponent before she got in the ring. By the crowds reaction Marianne must be very hot, Penny thought and her suspicion was finally confirmed when the sexy milf got in the ring. Penny's jaw dropped for a second as she looked up and down at Marianne. 'Wow. I hope I look that good when I'm her age' the busty redhead thought.

Penny swallowed saliva when she noticed that her opponent for her first professional match ever was in the ring, in front of her and staring at her decisively. One of them was going to get beat. A defeat will be marked in their record forever, and Penny didn't wanted to be her. The nerves were almost making her tremble, but she managed to control herself and when Marianne came to her to offer a handshake she managed to speak back without showing fear in her voice.

"A pleasure to meet you, Marianne. I'm Penelope, but my friends call me Penny." she said shaking her opponents hand in a friendly manner, although Penny couldn't help but squeeze it a little bit too hard. "Lets have a good match...and...good luck to you!" she added to the break the handshake, just as the ring bell sounded announcing the start of the match.

Ding Ding Ding

Marianne didn't notice the firmness of Penelope's handshake or even the fact that there was a handshake until the redhead pulled away. The moment she pulled away, Marianne knew that it wouldn't be long until her match would start. Looking her radiant opponent in the eyes, Marianne tried her best to keep up the façade that she was putting up. The calm before the storm, the blackout before the first line of a play, opening your entrance exam results; they all feel like an eternity and an instant at the same time. The heart races and pounds through your chest. "Why doesn't the damn bell sound-"

Ding. Ding. Ding.

"...Already?" Marianne finished her last question and asked a new one at the same time. Thinking quickly, she thought back to the strategy she prepared in her head. "Don't lose. Some strategy." Thought Marianne, regretting her previous decision to not obsess over the match and use her previous experience to get her through it. It was a good thought in theory, save for one small variable: Marianne's ability to not panic and remember her previous experience. She drew a complete blank when trying to think back to what she had learned while wrestling in the living rooms of neighbors and the bars on Main Street. Subconsciously, the middle aged mother took a few steps to the side, holding out her arms and circling Penny. She hadn't noticed before, but Penny looked stunning. She had noticed while tussling with the other mothers that wasn't uncomfortable wrestling them and found it exciting.Still, she couldn't stay focused on those thoughts; she had a match to win.

With a bit of luck, she managed to remember that one of the usual ways to start off a match was with a test of strength. The mother of three held out her arms, fingers extended and invited her seductive opponent to the move.

The roar of the crowd after the bell sounded made Penny shiver again. She had never been the center of attention for so many people. It took her a couple of seconds to recover and then she took a step back to drop into her wrestling stance. Her legs spread slightly and she lowered her hips for better balance, her hands raise up and she looked at her opponent wondering what the older woman was planning.

For a second she felt prey to stage fright and remained immobilized in the spot, but when she saw Marianne raise her hands she felt somewhat confortable. She knew what she had to go from there and it was a very good way to start a battle.

Penny raised her head and looked into Marianne's eyes, nodding in acceptance to then raise her hands and slowly interlock fingers with the older girl. The touch felt almost electric and getting this close to this stranger made her so nervous. Now Penny was happy that she hadn't signed for a Hentai match in her debut.

The crowd didn't made it any easier as the roared again once the two women locked up. Suddenly a smile formed in Penny's lips. 'Why am I so scared?' she questioned herself. 'Emiko is the one that is always worrying. I'm the one that's always daring.' she told herself, trying not to remember that it had actually been her partner, Emiko, who had dared her to sign on AFW.

"Lets get it on!" she said aloud, feeling a sudden burst of bravery fill her as she began to put pressure on the test of strength, smiling happily as she looked into Marianne's eyes, trying to drive her opponent back with raw power.

Marianne noticed the girl was jumpy and the crowd was certainly no help. Hell, she was just as nervous as her opponent was, perhaps even more so, but being nervous wasn't going to help her win. She inhaled deeply as Penelope's fingers met up with her own. Marianne stepped down into the mat to assure her footing and she pushed forward with her arms.

The only word that went through Mariannne's mind as she began pushing was "Wow." Penny certainly had some upper body strength and getting her in an ideal position would be difficult. Soon, more thoughts entered her head. She had a choice of doing the dirty thing and kicking Penny in the abdomen to end the struggle, or she could continue with the hold and see if she would come out on top. Each decision had their pros and cons, but ultimately, Marianne decided that she didn't want to the crowd to hate her after her first match and remained within the struggle.

The power scale tipped in both directions with Penny and Marianne fighting for control of the first move. "This girl is good!" Marianne thought to herself, still in awe at her strength. The seemingly equally matched competitors continued the struggle until in a sudden burst of energy, Marianne gave a stiff push, hoping to get Penny far enough for her to put her in a headlock.

Penny thought that she would be able to overpower her older foe, but Marianne held her ground and soon Penny had to reafirm her footing on the canvas to avoid being pushed back herself. "ughhhh!" she groaned with the effort. The cheers from the crowd motivating her to keep pushing; she definitively didn't wanted to be seen as weaker than her opponent, the effort was already making Penny sweat a little.

And then suddenly Marianne pushed up, changing the stance and before Penny could realice what was happening her head had been trapped by her opponent's arms. "Ughhh..." Penny groaned, feeling so stupid for letting herself get caught like this. One hand immediately went for Marianne's arm, trying to ease the hold, while with her other arm she tried to push the older woman forward, hoping she could slip her head free before Marianne tried something else.

"Wow, I'm looking good so far, I think." Marianne was in control and liked it. She didn't want to give it up so easily, so she held onto her wrists, clenched her biceps and stepped downward, but despite all of that work, Penny's head still managed to squeeze through the small opening between the older woman's arms. As Penelope pried her head out from Marianne's grasp, the brunette tightened her grasp. It was like the test of strength that they were just in, except Penny would win this contest.

With a small yelp, Marianne stumbled forward a bit, being pushed by the redhead. She turned around as quickly as she could, not trying to let Penelope usurp the control from her. "Gotta get back in control." She thought to herself as her mind wandered in different direction of where the match would go. Of course, she had no time for this, but this being her first match, she didn't realize it.

Penny's face became more and more red and sweat beads became to form on her face and body as she struggled to escape from Marianne's hold. The milf's headlock was way tighter than Penny would have expected from someone that was past the prime of her physical potential, fortunately despite her age, Marianne didn't had much wrestling experience and the headlock wasn't secured as good as it could be, and with a lot of effort Penny finally managed to free her head from it.

"ughhhhhh!" Penny groaned as she stepped back, panting and breathing heavy now she could. She was free now but she needed to move fast if she wanted to turn the tables on Marianne. Without wasting a second, the voluptuous redhead rushed to her opponent, trying to wrap her arms around Marianne's waits and trap the brunette in a tight bearhug. Penny didn't had much confidence this was the best possible move for this situation, but it had been the first thing that had come up to her mind and she had decided to go for it in an attempt to seize the initiative.

It had felt like this match had been going on for months to Marianne, but she couldn't let her mind wander and she had to focus. Penny had managed to break free of Marianne's imperfect hold. The moment Marianne thought of a counter, she had found herself in Penelope's bearhug. The mother's pairs of mature breasts pushed together through the fabric. It was very enjoyable. Marianne tried to convince herself that it was simply the thrill of wrestling, but in actuality, it was something a lot more.

Marianne took a breath in, trying to remain calm, clear her mind and react swiftly. She had never recalled anyone submitting or getting knocked out from a simple bearhug during the start of the match so, instead of going on the offensive and tiring herself out, the brunette opted for a much more conservative route and just waited for Penny to make her next move, hoping the transition would provide and opening to strike.