Cheerleader Lilly vs. Sora Mizumi (Completed)

Standard Match:
Win by Pinfall, Submission, or K.O. (hentai moves are allowed)

What a place, really.



Lilly looked around at all of the people around her as she stood at the entrance curtain of the stage. She felt uncomfortable around all of the... normal people. She couldn't believe she had decided to do this kind of thing. Wrestling for people's entertainment. But then, that's not why she was here. She couldn't care less about the people who were watching. All she cared about was proving that she was not some dumb pushover cheerleader. She wanted to show the world that she was the best at everything she did. She knew she could beat anyone who came her way, and she aimed to prove.

When her theme song came over the sound system, Lilly wasted no time pushing her way out past the curtains and onto the ramp, where she was met by a mass amount of cat calls. Typical men she thought to herself as she walked to the ring and slid in from the bottom rope, giving the audience a brief view of her white, thin panties. So this was what it was like being in the ring. It was bigger than she imagined it would be.

She put all that from her mind right away however. She had a job to do, and that was beat the piss out of whatever girl came down that ramp. Come on, send her out already.

Sora had been backstage, sitting on a pile of boxes reading up on the profile of her first opponent. It was a part of being a professional in her mind. Would any of her idols walk out to a match unprepared against an opponent? Of course not, even fellow first timers! The problem being Lilly's profile was...scant to say the least. As a newcomer, there wasn't much to read about. Sora on the other hand had been learning with AFW for around 4 years now. "So, she'll probably know my pant size and I barely know her hair colour..." she'd mutter to herself. As one of the backroom staff called for her, she'd sigh and drop the dossier and her jacket.

Limbering up, hearing her opponent's theme end and waiting was a bit of a surreal moment. This had been what Sora had worked towards for so long, yet she didn't really feel nervous. It felt like, well, like any other match. As the thumping opening of Kashmir blared across the stadium, Sora would walk out before the thousands of fans for the first time. Her heart picked up a beat as she threw her hands into the air grinning, soaking in all the crowd's reaction. It was amazing, it was everything she'd ever dreamed of since she was a girl.

As she walked down to the ring, she'd grin a little at her opponent, sliding into the ring and bouncing onto her feet. Adrenaline was just corsing through her, and she felt more than ready to go. She'd walk over to her opponent, still grinning stupidly with excitement, and go to shake her hand. "Heya, my name's Sora, you're new here too right? Well, let's have a good match, yeah?"

When Lilly's music died down, and her opponent's music kicked on, Lilly turned to face the entrance ramp. What she saw did not impress her. At all. She watched as her opponent moved down the entrance ramp and to the ring, taking in her curves. Hmph, barely a chest at all. No fun she thought to herself as she moved out of the corner to meet her opponent in the middle, who introduced herself as Sora.

Was she serious, good match? This wasn't something between friends, they were enemies, surely she knew that. Geez. Lilly snorted at the girl before she replied. "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not here to be your friend. I'm here to hurt you, plain and simple. Maybe if you bend down and kiss my feet like the ant you are, I might call you my lackey," she said to the girl before turning and walking back to her corner. Lilly wanted to make quick work of this girl. Surely she couldn't be that tough. She had beated up girls bigger than her, Multiple times.

Lilly stood in her corner and waited impatiently for the bell to ring and signify the match to start. This should be a piece of cake.

Lilly's curt reply wasn't too shocking for Sora; in fact, she found it more amusing than anything. Here's this girl, trying to be all big and tough, dressed in a cheerleader outfit. When Lilly made mention of her kissing her feet, Sora had to stifle a laugh. "Okay babe, if that's how you want to play..." Sora would call out as Lilly returned to her corner. She could sense her underestimating her, which was nothing new at all. How tough could this scrawny girl be anyway? Sora had made a point over the years of letting those people find out.

At the same time though, mentally, Sora was doing the same thing to her opponent. Here's some busty blonde cheerleader actually talking down to her...about fighting no less. Sora found it far more amusing than anything else.

As the bell rang, Sora would charge out of her corner towards Lilly, at the last moment going down and sliding along the mat, attempting to lock her legs around the cheerleader and drop her to the mat. If she could do that, she could begin trying to put an ankle lock on her, and show this self-righteous cheerleader who she really was messing with.

Lilly wasn't shocked by the flat chicks remark back at her. She expected it honestly. But that attitude wouldn't last long. she planned on making sure of that. Before the end of the match, she would force that girl to do much more than kiss her feet. After all, what good was a poor girl anyway aside from pleasuring her in all of the ways she deemed necessary? Nothing really.

A soon as the bell rang, Lilly was shocked to see the short haired girl run right at her, sliding down at her feet and trying to force her to the mat. Having not seen it coming, and since it came so fast, she was unable to stop it, and she was quickly brought down to the mat.

"Gah... you bitch! I'll- GAHH!" Lilly screamed when she felt her ankle being viciously twisted by her opponent. This was bad, she was already being attacked, and taken advantage of by her opponent. The screaming pain in her ankle forced her to cry out every now and then, but it also pissed her off. Not wanting to let this continue, she would try to send a kick to Sora's face, hoping it would stagger her enough so she could fight back.

As Sora grabbed ahold of her ankle, she would make her way back up to her feet and begin twisting Lilly's ankle violently. Hearing Lilly cry out in pain was...well...satisfying to say the least. As she locked in the hold, she'd continue grinning which was something a bit abnormal; she'd usually be quite stonefaced while fighting but today was always going to be a little different.

Focused on keeping ahold, Sora would only see Lilly's foot coming at her too late. "Ghh!" she'd yell as it connected with her chin and made her stagger backwards. However, she'd learnt very well the most important part of submissions: keeping in control of the hold, and that she did, regaining her balance, but more importantly, keeping ahold of Lilly's ankle. In response, she'd step two steps closer to Lilly, pulling her leg up higher and giving the cheerleader less leverage to kick out at her with again. The only problem with this was it was quite tiring holding her entire leg up this high, so it wasn't something Sora could do for too long.

"Now, now" she'd remark tauntingly, "that's not vewy nice is it? Maybe if you didn't act like such a bitch" and with this, she'd give her ankle another little twist, "you wouldn't be in such a position!"

Despite her giving her opponent a pretty hard kick to the face, she kept the ankle lock help firmly in place, and not only that, but she began to wrench on it even harder, which forced another loud, pain filled scream. She wanted her to let her go so bad, but she wasn't about to beg to this girl. No way! She would find some way out of this, one way or another!

With all the effort she could muster, Lilly would try to role herself over and go to kick her off of her again, but this time, using the power of both of her legs to get her off. If that didn't work, she would likely be in a lot of trouble, and it was only the very beginning of that match. She wouldn't lose thins early, even if she had to cheat, which she had absolutely no problem doing. Get off you cunt!

Holding on tightly, and seeing Lilly flop around was quite a joy for Sora. Hearing her scream and yell out in pain, it always made her feel powerful. Especially this snotty cheerleader, who had been turned from confident and dismissing to whining and crying out...at least, thatâ€s what Sora thought. As Lilly flipped onto her back, Sora would lose grip on her ankle, and as Lilly bent her legs in, Sora would be forced to go with it. Sheâ€d gulp as she knew exactly what was coming.

Being a bigger girl, the power in Lillyâ€s legs was quite overwhelming, and as Lilly kicked out, sheâ€d send Sora flying. “Oof!” sheâ€d cry out as she landed on her back, with her legs in the air.

Lilly let out a gasp of relief when she forced Sora to let go of her ankle. The pain though, didn't go away right away. She had really done a number on her, and it made it quit difficult to get back up. Looking over at the downed opponent, she would crawl toward the ropes and use them to get to her feet. "You bitch," she would growl. After a few moments of nursing her hurt ankle, she would walk over to her hopefully still downed enemy, and send a few vicious stomps to her gut. She wanted to make her pay dearly for what she did. No one does that to her. She made sure of it.

"You like that?! Huh!" she would scream as she would go to kick her over and over again. That is, assuming that she wasn't able to get up before this happens.

Shaking her head, Sora would be getting on her hands and knees as she heard Lilly yelling at her. Sheâ€d look at in time to see Lillyâ€s foot coming down on her ribs. “AHH!” sheâ€d cry out as she fell back to the mat, bringing her hands over her face and her knees up to her knees, rolling into a ball to try and stop Lilly stomping on her anywhere where she could do too much damage. Still, that didnâ€t stop Lilly, and Sora would let out a little cry every time the girlâ€s foot came down on her.

At around the fifth stomp though, Sora would lash out suddenly, attempting to grab a hold of her ankle and quickly roll underneath the girl. If she was able to do this, Sora would aim to try and pull her blonde opponentâ€s leg out from under her and turn it into a one leg Boston crab.