Megumi Mutoh vs Kiritsubo Otohime- New Arrival at AFW?

Megumi entered the gym, looking around at all the equipment. It was just like back at WA, they had everything. Near the center of the room was even a full-sized practice wrestling ring, which was currently unoccupied. She looked around and saw that the gym was nearly empty; in fact, only a girl with ENORMOUS boobs was in the gym with her. Well, it was to be expected, since it was late.

Megumi put her stuff down and took off her sweater. Underneath, she only had a red sports bra. She then took off the slacks she was wearing, revealing a tight-fitting matching red pair of shorts. She looked around, and saw the other girl looking at her as well. She decided to greet her.

"Hi~," she said, "I'm Megumi, what's your name?"

A snap roundhouse kick connected with the sand bag and sent it flying backwards, bent over nearly in half from the force of the kick delivered by the large chested girl.

Kiri set herself, sweat perspiring all over her body from her intense workout, and prepared to catch the bag with a kao loi knee strike on it's return arc when she noticed a pretty girl in a red sports bra and tight red shorts.

"Hi~," she said, "I'm Megumi, what's your name?"

Kiri let forth a huge smile and waved at the newly introduced Megumi, "Hi Megumi-saaaan! Are you new here, I've never seen you on friction before!"

Wham! the heavy bag soared back and smacked into the sports bra clad kiri and sent her tumbling end over end until she came to rest upside down next to the ring.

"...Ow."

"Woah, are you ok?" Megumi helped Kiri to her feet. She took a closer look at the girl she was helping, and saw that her opponent not only had a great body but also a really pretty face. She smelled her opponent's hair, and liked the scent.

"Yes, I just arrived here in last week. What was your name again?" Megumi asked

"Unngh, gomen-ne, but I'm Kiri. Pleased to meet you!" Kiri smiled again, holding a hand out to her fellow newcomer, the other was currently holding her aching cranium. Sandbags hit hard...

Kiri will notice Megumi's outfit, tight fitting red sports bra that perfectly accentuated her shapely breasts, and the red spandex shorts that hugged the curve of her perfect butt, and fortunately resist the urge to start drooling.

Her loins twitched.

Kiri will tilt her head to the side cutely and ask, "Are you here to workout? If so, then do you wanna spar for a bit? I've been here for about a half hour, but you're the first person to show up."

"Well, I was originally going to work out, but I think a spar will be more refreshing than any workout I get!" Megumi said, "I haven't properly wrestled in ages."

Megumi walked over to the deserted wrestling ring and climbed into the red corner, leaning casually against the turnbuckle while she waited for her opponent to enter the ring as well.

"Say, Kiri-san," Megumi said, "What do you want the victory conditions to be?"

'You screaming out my name as I ravish your beautiful naked form...'

" title="Embarrassed" /> Kiri shook her head viciously, bad Kiri, no!

...Well, at least not yet.

"Hmmm, I haven't wrestled in a while either, so i don't really care. But then again I heard the AFW has some weird match types, like the Hentai or what not. So how about an orgasm ko match?"

Kiri will saunter over to the blue corner, leaning against it, putting her languid body on display, "Loss is determined by a ten-count after each orgasm... unless you really wanna just wrestle, then i don't care."

'Please Hentai, Please Hentai!'

Megumi stared hat her opponent briefly, then burst out laughing.

"Oh, if that's what you really wanted, you should have just said so!" she said, "Very well, orgasmic KO it is!"

She moved to the center of the ring, and settled into a grappling position. She shifted her center of gravity down, bent her knees slightly, and held both her palms outward, inviting a test of strength that would bring the both of them very close together.

"I would advise you though, I don't cum easily," Megumi said.

"That's alright, foreplay's fun too!" Kiri beamed at Megumi, 'HAHAHA YES!'

Kiri will step forward, and raise both of her arms, lower her own center of gravity by bending her knees and grab a hold of her opponents hands, accepting the test of strength, while simultaneously pressing her body against her opponent's.

Kiri will start to press against Megumi's grip, trying to push the red clad girl down.

Megumi wasn't surprised when her opponent pressed her body against her's, it was exactly what she would've done. She felt her opponent's breasts against her body, pressing up against her chest and nearly covering it entirely.

"What is up with those breasts?" Megumi thought, "And they're all natural too..." it was true, for she felt none of the hard silicon lumps that implants tended to leave. "Now that's just not fair."

With the overbearing chest weight that Kiri had, Megumi could feel herself being pushed over. She knew she couldn't end up on the bottom, cuz that would leave her completely helpless. So, she tried plan B.

Megumi would quickly let go of the test of strength and wrap her arms around Kiri's body, putting her in a tight bearhug.

"Eeek!" Kiri will squeal as she felt Megumi abort the test of strength and wrap her arms around Kiri's thin waist...

"Gaaaah!" to apply a rather powerful bearhug, forcing the wind from Kiri's unprepared lungs.

'Crap! Rank amateur move!'

Kiri will respond by grabbing the back of Megumi's head and forcing her opponents face into the cleavage her tight black sports bra left exposed, (which was still a little sweaty from her easlier workout), as a sort of endurance contest.