Phantom Pains - Maki Amagami vs. Lady Phantom

Hentai Match
No DQ
Special Stipulations:Verbal submission or tapping out will be penalized by allowing the opponent to perform one free move for 5 seconds.






Several stagehands could be heard fumbling and running around the locker rooms, frantically trying to find the Hollywood Idol Maki Amagami whose [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LG7BnYoVD3I:31uf26sr]theme[/url:31uf26sr] song had already been playing for a few minutes. Anxious fans were beginning to cheer less and less as confused murmurs about the idol's absence started to wash over the crowd. After an extensive search, two lowly AFW employees would find Maki in the farthest corner of one of the locker rooms, dancing in place and humming along to the music blasting through her ipod.

"Doo Doo Doo......Baa Baa Baa" Eyes closed, Maki would bop her head and gyrate her hips with both hands placed on her headphones, further insulating herself from the outside world. A ritual before any momentous match, Maki loved to jam out to some of her favorite pop music to help boost her confidence. Yelling to her across the room would prove fruitless, the stagehands noticing that Maki was wearing huge headphones that cut off all other sounds around her. It was like being in a sound deprivation chamber.

Desperate and running low on time, the two workers ran full speed at the hapless idol and hooked onto each of her arms, dragging her back to the main entrance of the arena. Maki was completely unaware of this somehow, still bopping her head as her boots dragged along the floor. With Maki's theme over half way done, both workers stood her up in front of the curtain before one of them yanked the head phones off her head and the ipod from her hand, finally rousing her back into reality.

"Huhwhowhatwhere?!" Maki's stammering would reflect her body language as her head darted around the room, trying to process how she got from the locker room to mere feet away from the curtain!! "Break a leg out there kid!!!" would be the only answer she would get as she would be firmly booted on her butt and out into the waiting public. "Yah!!" Maki would stumble out onto the stage atop the ramp before regaining her balance, lifting her head up to acknowledge the cheers from her fans who were starting to get worried there would be no match. Hiding her shock under a nervous laugh, she would try to brush it off as preplanned, standing up straight and waving to the crowd, giving high fives as she ran down the ramp and slid under the ropes.

"Wooooow......*sigh*, I hope one of these days I can fill a concert stadium this big....but no, now's not the time to be thinking about that." Wearing her traditional and form fitting red/white leotard which did little to hide her cleavage, she would wave one last time before retreating to her corner and leaning against the turnbuckle. "*groan*.....Can't believe I missed my opening.....REAL professional Maki", she would say as she scratched her head, upset with her lack of focus.

"Hmm, maybe I should have looked up some information about this Phantom Lady instead of-......Hey, what happened to my ipod?!"

Phantom Lady's theme would snap her to attention, her eyes becoming centered on the figure striding down the ramp. The mixed response from the crowd made Maki even more curious about her adversary. Not knowing whether to be concerned or not, Makiâ€s eyes would stay fixated on her opponent and her revealing outfit as she strut around the ring without a care in the world. Taken aback by her adversary's beauty, Maki knew she could never pull off a look like that. Brimming with confidence while demonstrating her alluring physique, Maki would secretly start to envy Phantom Lady who seemed to own the ring and the audience without even trying. Her biggest worry while performing her songs was that she lacked stage presence, which Phantom seemed to have and then some.

“Ah, Hi. My nameâ€s Maki….[size=85:38xf8843]Ama…[size=50:38xf8843]gami….” Makiâ€s voice would slowly decrease in decibels as she tried to introduce herself while her opponent sashayed around the ring, only to be easily ignored as her pride had just taken the first hit of the night. Shrinking in response to Phantom's lustful glance, Maki shook her head and tried to get back in the game. Gulping down her first match jitters, Maki met Phantom in the middle of the ring with her chest puffed out and a shaky confidence guiding her actions.

“Oh….umm, a-alright. So I guess thereâ€ll be no hard feelings then.” Maki would say with a cheerful grin, bowing slightly before nervously extending her hand for a handshake, the bell ringing soon after. Her intuition told her that this was a bad idea, but she always tried to give everyone she met a chance to be her friend…no matter how unlikely.

“And itâ€s Maki, not little girl. So, what should I call you, uh, Ms. Phantom?"

Maki would yelp out loud in surprise as her welcoming gesture was turned against her. The side of her face would be pressed up against Phantom's barely covered breast as the side head lock was further tightened. *ugh....w-why did I think that would work?* Maki thought to herself, admitting that her foolish premature admiration may have caused her to lower her guard to Phantom. Groaning in frustration at allowing herself to be so easily taken advantage of, she would try get a grip on Phantom's waist and pull herself out of the hold until she was abruptly lifted upward into the air and dropped onto her back in a suplex.

"AHH!!!" Maki would arch her back and roll towards the ropes in a attempt to distance herself from Phantom. Grasping the bottom rope and clutching her back with her other head, if given the chance Maki would slowly lift herself up to one knee, keeping one glaring eye on Phantom as she rose.

Slowly raising herself to her feet, Maki would stare daggers at Lady Phantom as she taunted her, now knowing for certain the type of person she was dealing. She just wish she realized it before being slammed into the ground, her trusting nature having gotten her into trouble on more than one occasion. Still kicking herself for this mistake, Maki would run full speed towards Phantom hoping to take her by surprise with her quickness. The idea of it being a trap unfortunately never crossing her mind.

"You seem pretty sure of yourself....for an Old Lady!!" Maki would yell out before her dash, emphasizing the Old Lady part to get under her skin like she had done to Maki. She would drop down into a baseball slide once near Phantom, hopefully under her big boot and through her legs. Continuing her forward momentum Maki would leap back to her feet and bounce off the ropes back towards Phantom, jumping atop her body in a Lou Thesz press!!

Maki thoroughly enjoyed taking this old lady down a peg with a momentous slam that had the added effect of pressing their breasts together tightly upon impact. “Heh….I think I prefer little gir-Yah!!” Makiâ€s head would be forcefully yanked into Phantomâ€s ample bosom before she could finish what she was saying. Her look of shock would be seen by no one as her entire face would be wedged into Phantomâ€s chest.

“Mmmmph!!” With her face compressed into her opponents succulent orbs, Maki would give into panic and shake her head violently in an attempt to dislodge herself. However this only seemed to work against Maki, as her movements only had the effect of nuzzling herself further into Phantomâ€s cleavage. Both hands resting on Phantomâ€s shoulders, Maki would start to pant heavily into her opponentâ€s breasts as her mind scrambled for a way out of this smother.

"Mmm"....