Momoka Shinokawa vs. Satania Sato - A "Demonic" Debut

Momoka Shinokawa vs. Satania Sato
Standard Match
Victory via Pinfall, KO or Submission



Momoka's luck had been bouncing back between some extremes lately, from dominating victories against Ryoko and the Cuties, to humiliating and/or overwhelming defeats to Noel and Shirona. As such, tonight's match left her a bit anxious not knowing which end of the scale things were going to fall. All she knew was that she was up against a new wrestler; no info on how skilled or strong. Well, it was a against another Kawaii, so at the very least she probably didn't have any massive size difference to worry about.

There was also the matter of her partner and roommate Misuzu. While their relationship had improved enough to the point where the brunette promised she'd show up to watch and support, Momoka also knew if she ended up humiliated tonight that Misuzu would relentlessly tease her about it for as long as the next week, depending how bad it was. Feeling a bit more determined with that in mind, the pink-haired brat marched out on stage, looking confident while dressed in a pink jersey and red bloomers.

As usual, the crowd booed her heavily to which Momoka responded with rude gestures and faces the whole time as she made her way down to the ring. Sliding up onto the canvas, the pink-haired girl simply made her way over to her corner and leaned against the post with her arms crossed, impatiently waiting to see what kind of girl she was going to have to deal with tonight.

After she finished tying her reddish hair into two loops with black ribbons, Satania, The Future Queen of Hell adjusted her cute succubus outfit with an excited and childish grin. For day’s she had impatiently waited to make her grand debut, a debut that would surely proclaim a new era for the AFW League.

“The Satania Era!” The demon girl said aloud and to no one in particular, no longer able to contain her excitement. Finally, Satania would be able to display her unrivaled demonic powers to the world. All those who doubted her ability would soon quiver when they witnessed the utter devastation she was about to unleash upon her unlucky opponent.

Her entrance music began to play. It was pipe organ piece, truly one of the most evil interments in the world. Satania marched down the entrance ramp with long confident strides with a self-satisfied smirk on her face. There’s nothing to be nervous about when you’re the strongest in the universe.

Satania walked up the ring side steps and entered the ring, ducking under the top rope. Only now did she notice the small pink haired girl standing in the ring. Satania looked around the ring and then back at the girl standing before her. "Ehhhhh, who are you?" Satania asked tactlessly.

Momoka raised an eyebrow as her foe appeared, taking note of the cheesy music and the girl's outfit. While it wasn't really unheard of, she didn't run into many other girls with gimmick acts, but nonetheless she had the feeling it was something annoying to deal with. Not only that, but that smug look on her face (and the size of her boobs) were already enough to irritate the pink-haired fighter, without the redhead even needing to open her mouth.

Of course, once she actually did, it only got worse. "Huh?" Momoka's brow furrowed deeply. "Are you retarded? I'm your opponent, dumbass! Who the hell did you think I was!?"

Marching right up to Satania, Momoka looked her right in the eye while sharply jabbing her finger into one of the girl's breasts, "Are you months late for some Halloween party or something? Or is your stupid ass just lost?"

Satania recoiled slightly as her breasts were jabbed. She didn’t respond to the stream of insulting questions as she was still in a state of legitimate confusion. “Oui, you in the stripes,” Satania shouted at the referee, “this isn’t my opponent, right?” upon hearing that the pink haired girl was in fact her debut adversary Satania took a step back. The little demon leaned over and stared intently at the other girl’s chest. Satania scratched her chin. Then using her hands she attempted some rudimentary height measurements.

The demon girl turned back to the referee. “Ehhhh, I think there’s been a mix-up, you see I’m the future queen of hell and I was expecting to face someone…” glancing at her opponent’s chest, “bigger” then looking at the top of the other girls pink head “and…bigger. How am I supposed to display my full power if I’m not fighting someone twice my size? Who’s the current champion? I’ll fight them!”

The way Satania said 'bigger' while looking at Momoka's chest didn't seem to leave a lot of room for misunderstanding, at least from Momoka's point of view. Anything else the girl might have said after was immediately drowned out under the pink-haired girl's indignant rage as she screamed, "You stuck-up BITCH!"

Not even waiting for the bell, Momoka lunged forwards, claws outstretched and reaching for Satania's breasts. Attempting to latch onto the impressive orbs, she would squeeze and twist at them spitefully, eager to make the girl regret insulting her. "Let's see how cocky you are after a 'little' girl like me beats your ass!"

Satania had been shrugging smugly with her eyes closed until she felt a sharp pain in her breasts. “Whaaa?!” She shouted in both surprise and pain. “Stop STOP STOOOOP” she cried, arms flailing uselessly. “Stripes, stop her!” The angry pink girl’s fingers dug into Satania’s breasts painfully, the demon girl couldn’t wait for the referee’s intervention.

Satania launched a defensive counter-attack, rapidly karate chopping the top of her opponents head. Alternating hands with each hit, Satania continued her attack, drumming on Momoka’s head, all the while, crying for the reff.

The ref girl had been around long enough to know when wrestlers were going to be troublesome, and both of these two were already showing all the signs. Rather than try and deal with it, she quickly called for the bell to ring, which it did, and let the match get started.

Momoka, of course, continued to maul Satania's boobs until the girl started to send chops to her head, grunting in pain with each blow. Keeping it up as long as she could, due to the incessant pounding the petty pink-haired girl would eventually let go, staggering backwards a short distance and holding the top of her skull.

"Grr.... How'd that feel, huh!?"

Once the vicious groping finally ended, both girls distanced themselves from one another. Satania wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and then returned to her demonic persona as though nothing had happened. “Tch, I may have underestimated you,” Satania declared, wiping her mouth the same way a shonen hero might wipe blood from his own (despite her not being hit in the face). “Perhaps you will make a good thrall!”

With no clear plan, Satania would sling-shot herself off the ropes behind her and charging forward she would raise her arm and attempt to hit her pink haired adversary with a lariat, yelling “KYAAAAA!” the entire way.

Quick to regain her sense, Momoka made a sour face as Satania tried to put on her farce. As if the theatrics weren't already tiresome enough, she had to put on the act to go with it. "Ugh... You're one of those chuuni weirdos, huh...?" Whatever strange delusions this girl had, she really didn't want to have to put up with it.

Easily sidestepping Satania's somewhat slow and largely telegraphed attack, Momoka would stick her foot out in the process, hoping to try and trip the girl up. She seemed stupid enough for something like that to work at least.

I-impossible! How can anyone be so fast as to dodge an arch-demon’s attack? Satania thought as her foe easily side stepped her attack. Satania’s foot caught on something and she crashed into the mat face first with an audible “Geh”.

Truly her opponent must be some sort of celestial being to be able to side step and counter in one quick motion! Satania would have to re-examine her tactics if she wished to avoid further humiliation.