SS '12: Shel vs Lisa, wet t-shirt sumo

Wet t-shirt sumo
Participants: [url=http://afwrpg.informe.com/forum/friction-roster-f10/shel-t4603.html:1guh9ctm]Michelle Welch[/url:1guh9ctm] vs [url=http://afwrpg.informe.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=5811:1guh9ctm]Lisa Giordanni[/url:1guh9ctm]
Location: 4 meter diameter circular wrestling mat surrounded by a 7 foot deep pool
Attire: Cotton clothing only
Rules: Best of three ring outs

"Phew...that's right, I need some vacation!" tought Lisa as she received the invitation to join the Friction special event: Summer Splash. The brunette was really planning to take a break from the rough matches at Tension. Three consecutive losses, three times stripped, three times embarassed...and that hellish FIGHT against Sven that sent the girl to the hospital for five days. So she promptly accepted the proposal and went to the Friction league for the special match.

"I just hope that Okami comes to visit me...maybe watch my fight haha..."

The Friction league was buzzing, crowded and lively, everyone excited for the special and fun matches of the Summer Splash. Lisa spent her first day at the beach, watched a drink and dancing contest but didn't get to participate as she didn't know how to make any. After meeting some of the girls there and getting a suntan, the Italian goes to the girls dorms and got some sleep...and woke up, ready for her first match at Friction. She was expecting it to be a way less rough match, it wouldn't compare to wrestle against those pervs of Tension, but she actually was looking foward to have fun and relax before she resumes her training. The girl, expecting something like a bikini match on the beach, put her swimsuit on and left:



Reaching the destinated location, she saw something quite unusual. A tall circular platform, surroundered by a pool with lots of people around it, probably the audience waiting for the girl to show up, as when they saw her they began to cheer. Lisa blew some kisses back, and then a staff member threw some cloth to the girl. "Get dressed up!"


It was a white t-shirt, and some sort of...thongs? Lisa never saw that kind of panties before, they were unusual, so she asked for help to one of the girls for the staff to get dressed up. They went to the bathroom and Lisa began to change her clothes. The staff girl said:

"This is a sumo cloth. You are going to fight a wet t-shirt sumo match. But first, throw some water on that lovely boobs and give the crowd a little show." Lisa nodded. But then asked: "What...I'm really supposed to do in the fight?" "Just throw the other girl out of the platform."

Lisa then left and went back to the arena. She entered the pool, and threw water over the tight shirt, wetting the fabric and making it really transparent. The crowd began to yell when she climbed the platform and they could see the girl's stiff nipples on her large bosoms, and she really treated them to a show with a sexy dance to the sound of Eltro-house music. Lisa was loving that, she kept her performance, as she waited for her opponent to show up.

Shel grumbled to herself as she finished checking the tie of her mawashi and pulled her tank top on. Was this match some sort of joke on her? She had just been sat on by a sumo and now this? Well there was no point in musing about it. It was probably a coincidence. Still, Shel was sort of having trouble getting that particular series of events out of her head with this silly outfit.

As she began to strut down the platform extended over to the ring, the mixing on the music changed until it was playing her [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PsO6ZnUZI0g:2d36bf5a]theme song[/url:2d36bf5a] leaving her and her voluptuous opponent grooving to the same rhythm. The Italian girl wasn't a bad dancer, and she was also already wet for some reason?

"Yo, why 'r you already wet?" asked Shel raising one eyebrow, but then the ref girl practically shoved a bucket in her hands. Shel narrowed her eyes, at the woman's leering gaze and pulled the bucket away from her with a twist. The much shorter ref girl was thrown off balance and tumbled back into the pool before Shel lifted the bucket and tipped it 180 degrees over her head. Instantly her top became soaked through with the chilled water. "I know you like this, but you gotta stop leering." she barked at the ref tossing the bucket away in such a manner that the ref girl had to submerge to prevent getting hit in the head.

Shel's dark skin sort of glowed through her tank top as she moved to the center of the ring to meet her opponent. "Sorry, I'm sort of being a bitch tonight. But that isn't about you. You and me are cool, so let's wrestle."


(OOC~Hey, maybe I should actually post in my own event, huh?)

Lisa noticed the tall ebony beauty that climbed the arena and did a funny scene with the referee. She kept dancing and looking to her body. The girl was a little bit shorter, but had enormous boobs and was also more muscular. She really looked tuff, different from most skinny little girls that Lisa knew from Friction.

"How, a nice welcome, thanks!" she smiles to her opponent. "Im Lisa, from Tension...looking foward to spend some time here, and you?"

There were a lot more pleasantries before a match then what she was used to around here. Shel was beginning to wonder if this was just a Japanese thing.

"Oh, you from tension? Well, you can call me Shel." Shel was also using this time to take stock of her opponent. The Italian definitely had the height advantage, but they might weight about the same. Otherwise Shel would have been pretty worried about her chances. It was good that she had gotten some sparring in with a larger opponent than her trainer Kat finally.

Lisa smiled to the girl as she presented herself. Shel looked pretty excited when she talked, maybe she was confident too or just wanted to have some fun. The Italian brunette was pretty relaxed too, as the money for her special participation was good, and enough to pay her hospital debts. Thankfully she would get paid wether she wins or not.

But that didn't change the fact that she would love to test her skills against that strong-looking girl. She smiled and raised her arms, waiting for the bell to ring and go for a test of strenght.

She; met Lisa head on grabbing her hands eagerly and pressing in. The two girls came to a bit of a stalemate, Shel was stronger by a hair but Lisa's height advantage evened things out. After a few moments of pushing their grips spread until they were pressing chest to chest with each other neither with a true upper hand. "I'ma take you out." growled Shel putting a fierce burst of energy into her stance and starting to inch the Italian back.

Lisa, as usual when she wad fighting, was putting some really good effort on overcoming the shorter but more muscular Shel. Even it being more like an excuse the managers camu up to put a pair of big breasts on display for the crowd, it was also a match, a weird and unusual one for the Italian but still a match.

Eventually their arms went spread, and both girls put their racks against the other. Lisa was groaning and panting a little from the effort.

"Ghh... don't be...so sure about that!" replies thw brunette. But she couldn't deny that resisting Shel's advance was getting harder to resist, and soon the Italian realized that if things went like that, she would just be pushed our of the small platform.

So, the girl keeps hold of her opponent's arms, waiting... until she felt that Shel intensified her move with a burst of energy. Lisa then moves her feet in order to circle and push Shel to the edge using her own momentum against her.

Shel grimaced as she was tricked into switching places with Lisa leaving her nearer to the edge. But the brunette was gaining ground now. Thankfully the wrestling surface wasn't waterslick yet or the black girl would have been in real trouble.

She ducked down inside the taller women's reach and pressed her shoulder up into the girl's breast pulling suddenly to try to hip toss Lisa over her and onto her butt. It would put her closer to the edge, but not out.

Lisa smiled as she managed to change the directions with a quick footwork, using Shel's momentum against her and getting the ebony wrestler closer to the edge of the platform. Then the brunette pushed some more inches while her opponent was still regaining her feet.

"Ghh! You're going down!" says the Italian, as she readies and pushed foward with all her strenght, towering Shel with her height.

But, as she did that her opponent used her movement to place shoulder on her boob, using its leverage to hip-toss her. The bigger brunette, surprised, make a quick trip to the ground, one of her legs hanging out of the platform as she felt on her butt.

"Ghaahh!" gasps the surprised girl. Knowing that she couldn't let Shel push her any closer, she quickly turns to grab the ebony's legs and sweep them down to the ground, attempting to make her fall on her back, using the wetness of their bodies to help her with that move.