Hisako vs Wells(Humiliation match)

Hisako started to sit up afterwards, seeing her roll away, and would try to crawl after her. "Come here, you!" She growled, and would try to pounce on top of her.

"Me?" She said as she saw Hisako pounce at her. She winced as the girl's body fell ontop of her and she let out an 'oof' and gasped. Her hands trailed down Hisako's body and Wells closed her eyes. "So if you hate these people... or..." She sighed trying to push Hisako off of her. "Or you don't think they are worth the time of day... then why are you here wrestling in front of them. Aren't you too good for them to even look at?'

Hisako blinked at the way Wells's hands trailed down her body, almost shamelessly, with how casually she did it. She managed to stay on top of her, and would try to pull up Wells's hoodie. "Hmph.. I came here to kick butt. I don't do it for anyone but me." She replied while struggling with her.

Wells wasn't exactly caressing Hisako as she pulled her hands down her legs, she was just trying to reposition. "So then..." She said through the muffles of her hoodie. "Why do you let people like that look at your body? I figured it would be too good for them." She said as she tugged Hisako's already short skirt, upwards.

Hisako blinked as Wells just kept up the casual convesation with her, and pulled off her hoodie, tossing it aside, and then looks down at her with a smirk. "I show them what they can't have." She replied, then blinked as Wells pulled up on her skirt. "H-hey!" She protested.

Wells was trying to keeep a hold on Hisako's skirt but her arms were pulled upward when her hoodie was lifted. Underneath was a white t-shirt that was made of thin enough material to let Hisako know she had chosen black as her color of choice for her bra. Wells struggled to push off Hisako. She reached up to try and hook her fingers underneath the top that revealed most of Hisako's cleavage. She would give it a good shove and whether it came down or shoved Hisako off didn't really matter to Wells. That's what you get for showing it off like a slut. But I bet that you can't handle showing it off on someone else's terms.

Hisako grinned as she got her hoodie off, but saw the girl wasn't really blushing much. She then felt Wells hooking her fingers into her shirt, and gasped as she was shoved off her, her shirt staying with Wells, and leaving her in a white bra. She could hear shrill whistles and whoops from the crowd as Wells stripped her, but she tried to put the crowd out of her mind as much as she could. She slowly started to rise up to her knees, and glared maliciously at Wells.

"You're going to pay for that one." She grumbled, and waited for Wells to start to get up before moving towards her.

Wells was surprised when the top came off and her eyes widened. "Eh?" She said as she slowly stood up. Wells did't mind people seeing her in her t-shirt, she wore her hoodie because she got cold a lot. She knew it wasn't very practical for wrestling.

"H-Hey." She said looking at Hisako. "Is that embarrassing? I'd probably be embarrassed." She said about seeing Hisako in her bra. "But..." She lifted up the shirt and whipped it into the crowd. That's probably worse. She said finishing her words in her head.

Hisako frowned, wrapping her arms around her body to conceal it somewhat upon hearing her question. She watched as Wells whipped her shirt out of the ring, and started to crawl towards her, trying to grab for her head and trap her in a headlock.

Wells watched as Hisako covered up. Even if she hadn't managed to anger Hisako, some lucky fan was enjoying a treat. She say Hisako dive at her and tried to jump out of the way to avoid the headlock. She couldn't let Hisako get to her. The angry girl would probably do really bad things to her if she got her claws into her.