Contendorship Finals: Kirin vs Chigusa

Kirin wore a pair of tight pants and a tank top, loose enough that even with her bra her breasts bounced as she lightly stretched. "It's not letting Masane down if you lose," she told herself. "You've done these girls good since you've been here, and you don't need some fancy title or anything to earn their respect and trust."

She took a deep breath, calming herself and brushing aside what pain she could. Tempers and stress were dangerous, and made you act risky. If she was lucky, Chigusa would be tired and desperate enough in her attacks for her learned eye to catch a weakness and end it before she could take much more damage. She had to hope her endurance would pay off, once such an asset to her in the ring but not quite up to speed with back then...


"But I want to," she insisted to herself.


Kirin went out to the ring as they announced her entrance.

"This match is set for one fall, and will crown the next number one contender of the championship title! Now entering the ring! Proudly 42 years young and tipping the scales at over 200 pounds... the maternal mama bear of the AFW! Kirin Sumomo!"


Kirin jogged slowly to the ring, waving and blowing kisses, slowing to smooch the occasional cheek. She slid into the ring and borrowed the referee's mic with a polite gesture. "This match is for all the fans! And all the good little girls in this league, and our honorable new champ! Get well soon, Masane-chan!"
She handed it back as the fans cheered loudly, and breathed deep again, her big body rising and falling visibly as she readied herself for the worst.

"And now it's time for the big one..." Chigusa thought as she stretched out backstage, trying to work out some of the soreness in her muscles. She was tired and worn out, and probably her most dangerous opponent was waiting for her. Kirin Sumomo, a woman who although was on the older end, was still experienced and very very strong. Not to mention she was big, nearly twice the size of Chigusa. These kinds of matchups never ended well for Chigusa.

Still, she wasn't afraid. She walked out to the ring with her head held high, her dazzling idol smile instantly brightening up the entire arena. Cheers rang out for her as her fans and her admirers began chanting her name. She raised a hand, waving to them, showing that even after such a long night, their idol was still in the fight. As she neared the ring and saw Kirin, she felt a little stirring of fear. She knew that Kirin wasn't a mean or scary person, but that didn't mean she wasn't serious in a fight. And that could be a problem for Chigusa, who was barely half her size.

Chigusa slipped into the ring from the bottom ropes, then faced Kirin with a smile on her face.

"I've heard about you Kirin-san, about how you're like a mother to all the girls in this league," Chigusa said, "It's an honor to finally face you in the ring."

Kirin's smile warmed up instantly at the sweet little girl who was her opponent. "I do try, but it's so good to hear that coming from someone else for a change," she chuckled warmly. If she wasn't somehow stopped, she'd take Chigusa in a warm but barely even firm hug. She didn't want to hurt the poor thing before her match, whether or not it was her she'd be facing.

"I just hope this bout doesn't hurt that sort of relationship between us, now. You or any of your friends ever have trouble or worries or just looking to play or just talk a little, you can still come to me if you'd like."

Chigusa knew what was coming next. She received Kirin's hug warmly, putting her hands around Kirin's waist as well, though they couldn't go all the way around. "Thanks, I'll remember that," Chigusa said. She loosened her hug, hoping that Kirin would do the same. "But now's not the time for this. It's time we give this crowd a show they'll never forget!"

The bell would ring after Kirin returns to her own corner. When the bell rings, Chigusa would approach Kirin slowly, hands up in a defensive position, ready to fight with the large woman.

"I couldn't agree more," Kirin said as she went to her corner. Kirin would raise her hands as well, moving in slowly for Chigusa but not expecting her to be silly enough to grapple her. At the first sign of movement from the girl, she'd lower her arms and try to sweep her off her feet by grabbing her around the waist with both arms.

Chigusa indeed wasn't trying to grapple with Kirin. She was just trying to get close enough to land a hit. She saw Kirin nearing, and decided to launch her attack. She ran forward, then leapt off the ground to try and tackle Kirin in her ample chest. What she didn't expect was for Kirin to catch her and wrap her thick arms around her waist.

"H-hey! Let go!" Chigusa protested.

"Should know better than to say that," Kirin chuckled, trying to hoist Chigusa up and body slam her into the mat under her bulky frame.

"W-wait!" Chigusa said as Kirin lifted her up, tightening the grip around her slim waist while at it. Chigusa struggled briefly, trying to break free from Kirin's grip, but it was impossible. Then they both came down. Chigusa let out a short cry of pain as she hit the mat before Kirin landed on top of her, cutting her off. Chigusa was completely stunned by that blow, nearly passing out.

"Damn it, you just let her hit you that hard?" Chigusa thought, "Get back in the game Chigusa!"

Taking a moment to catch her breath after the quick exertion, Kirin would shift herself while staying on top of Chigusa. "Afraid it's an early bedtime for you, sweety," Kirin said, trying to maneuver her big round bottom onto her younger opponent's face and smother her out.

"No..." Chigusa moaned underneath Kirin. She felt the big woman shift her weight, then saw Kirin's bottom right above her face. "Wait, NO!" The rest of her protests got cut off as Kirin's big bottom covered her entire face. Chigusa couldn't move her head, or even breathe. She felt herself going woozy already.

"No, I refuse to lose like this!" Chigusa thought. She kicked upwards with one of her legs, hoping to be able to hit Kirin somewhere and make her fall off.