Jade1503
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CWF Halloween Match: Mizore Shirayuki vs Frankenstein
When both Riza Wildman and Felicia left the arena, Kazumi Asakura made the next announcement.
‘OUR SECOND MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR A ONE-FALL! MAKING HER WAY TO THE RING, FROM PARTS UNKNOWN: MIZORE SHIRAYUKI!’
A nineteen-year old girl with purple shoulder-length hair and dark blue eyes walked into the arena, wearing only purple wrestling boots and arm-sleeves. Her pink nipples were hard and purple hairy vagina exposed. Her white toned body had biceps and six-packs. She made a small gesture and the path that led to the ring, froze.
Mizore gave a small smile as she ice-skated towards the ring, waving at the cheering crowd. When she reached the ring, she rolled into the ring. She got onto her feet and posed sexually, her smile becoming more confident as the crowd cheered louder. When the cheering died down, she stood in her corner as Asakura made the next announcement.
‘AND HER OPPONENT, FROM PARTS UNKNOWN: FRANKENSTEIN!’
Another nineteen-year old girl with auburn hair tied into two buns and with one eye yellow while the second was blue. She was naked saved for her white wrestling boots and gloves. Her golden horn was attached to her forehead and her ears were covered in giant golden nuts.
She grunted and shuffled towards the ring, ignoring the cheering crowd. When she reached the ring, she slowly rolled into the ring and rose to her feet. She pumped her fists into the air, still unfazed at the cheering applauding. She lowered her arms as the cheering died down, standing before Mizore.
‘So you’re going to be my opponent?’ Mizore muttered. ‘Anything to say before we dance?’
Frankenstein only grunted, not saying a word.
‘Not much of a talker, are we?’ Mizore said. ‘Same here. Let’s dance.’
The bell rang and Mizore and Frankenstein flung their arms around each other heads, grappling each other back and forth in the ring. Frankenstein growled as she pushed Mizore into the ropes and kneed her twice in the stomach before holding her head, throwing her into the mat.
Mizore grunted as she landed onto the mat but quickly got up. She grunted again when Frankenstein slammed into her although she managed to hold her ground. Mizore quickly grabbed Frankenstein by the wrist and Irish whipped her into a corner.
Frankenstein growled and slammed both her palms onto the ropes, preventing herself from hitting the turnbuckle. She turned around in time to see Mizore running towards her, slamming an elbow into her face. Frankenstein grunted loudly as she placed both hands on Mizore’s shoulders, pushing her away.
Mizore gasped and looked up in time to see Frankenstein pulling herself up using the ropes and wrapped her legs around the snow woman’s neck, choking her in a head scissor. Mizore screamed as the air was cut from her, her hands on Frankenstein’s legs as the redhead continued to assert more force into the hold.
Finally Mizore pried Frankenstein’s legs away from her neck but held it up into the air, biting down hard into Frankenstein’s hairy vagina. Frankenstein screamed in agony and then arousal as Mizore pushed her tongue slowly into her clitoris, licking the walls of her insides. Desperately, Frankenstein managed to free one leg and kicked Mizore in the face.
Mizore screamed as she fell onto her back, holding her face in pain. She failed to notice Frankenstein standing on top of the turnbuckle and without pausing, leapt off it and frog-splashed onto the snow woman. The air filled with screams of Mizore’s pain as Frankenstein lay on top of the snow woman, pinning her down. The referee began the count.
’1…. 2…’
Mizore screamed in rage as she pushed her opponent off her, rolling away from Frankenstein. Frankenstein grunted in surprise but got back onto her feet, following after Mizore. The snow woman was on her knees when Frankenstein reached her, grabbing hold of her hair. Before Frankenstein could do anything, Mizore wrapped her arms around one of Frankenstein’s leg and lifted her up into the air; slamming her down into the mat.
Frankenstein grunted in pain when her back made impact with the white canvas, Mizore still holding onto her leg. The snow woman quickly rolled Frankenstein onto her stomach and sat onto her back, pulling the leg she still held towards her in a single Boston crab hold.
Frankenstein grunted and groaned as her back was being bent, kicking her one leg wildly. As she bent Frankenstein’s back with only one leg, Mizore shoved her fingers into her opponent’s vagina, fingering her hard and deeply. Frankenstein stopped thrashing around and screamed lewdly as she felt Mizore’s fingers digging deeper into her vagina.
Frankenstein shook her head jerkily and slammed her free leg into the mat, trying to rock Mizore off her. The snow woman simply put all her weight on her opponent as she continued to put pressure onto Frankenstein’s spine and shoved her fingers deeper into her vagina. Frankenstein gasped lewdly as she orgasmed all over Mizore’s fingers, her cum also dropping onto the mat.
Mizore got off her opponent and licked the cum off her fingers, smiling as she looked down at the monster girl who continued to cum onto the mat. She stepped on the backs of Frankenstein’s knees and grabbed hold of her wrists, rolling onto her back. She grunted as she pushed Frankenstein towards the ceiling, stretching her body in a ceiling hold.
Frankenstein screamed in pain as she hovered in the air, trying to escape from Mizore’s hold as more cum dropped onto the mat. Mizore grunted and forced Frankenstein higher, putting more strain onto her body. Unable to escape, Frankenstein tapped her fingers onto Mizore’s wrist.
The referee saw the tapping and signalled the end of the match, the bell ringing. Mizore gasped and let go of Frankenstein, dropping her onto the mat. As Frankenstein groaned on the mat, Mizore stood up and raised her fists into the air. The snow woman embraced the cheering of the crowd as Asakura was announcing her name.
‘WINNER BY SUBMISSION: MIZORE SHIRAYUKI!’
Mizore smiled before sliding out of the ring, waving at her cheering fans before disappearing into the backstage. Once she was gone, CWF aides rushed into the arena and carried Frankenstein to the infirmary.
When both Riza Wildman and Felicia left the arena, Kazumi Asakura made the next announcement.
‘OUR SECOND MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR A ONE-FALL! MAKING HER WAY TO THE RING, FROM PARTS UNKNOWN: MIZORE SHIRAYUKI!’
A nineteen-year old girl with purple shoulder-length hair and dark blue eyes walked into the arena, wearing only purple wrestling boots and arm-sleeves. Her pink nipples were hard and purple hairy vagina exposed. Her white toned body had biceps and six-packs. She made a small gesture and the path that led to the ring, froze.
Mizore gave a small smile as she ice-skated towards the ring, waving at the cheering crowd. When she reached the ring, she rolled into the ring. She got onto her feet and posed sexually, her smile becoming more confident as the crowd cheered louder. When the cheering died down, she stood in her corner as Asakura made the next announcement.
‘AND HER OPPONENT, FROM PARTS UNKNOWN: FRANKENSTEIN!’
Another nineteen-year old girl with auburn hair tied into two buns and with one eye yellow while the second was blue. She was naked saved for her white wrestling boots and gloves. Her golden horn was attached to her forehead and her ears were covered in giant golden nuts.
She grunted and shuffled towards the ring, ignoring the cheering crowd. When she reached the ring, she slowly rolled into the ring and rose to her feet. She pumped her fists into the air, still unfazed at the cheering applauding. She lowered her arms as the cheering died down, standing before Mizore.
‘So you’re going to be my opponent?’ Mizore muttered. ‘Anything to say before we dance?’
Frankenstein only grunted, not saying a word.
‘Not much of a talker, are we?’ Mizore said. ‘Same here. Let’s dance.’
The bell rang and Mizore and Frankenstein flung their arms around each other heads, grappling each other back and forth in the ring. Frankenstein growled as she pushed Mizore into the ropes and kneed her twice in the stomach before holding her head, throwing her into the mat.
Mizore grunted as she landed onto the mat but quickly got up. She grunted again when Frankenstein slammed into her although she managed to hold her ground. Mizore quickly grabbed Frankenstein by the wrist and Irish whipped her into a corner.
Frankenstein growled and slammed both her palms onto the ropes, preventing herself from hitting the turnbuckle. She turned around in time to see Mizore running towards her, slamming an elbow into her face. Frankenstein grunted loudly as she placed both hands on Mizore’s shoulders, pushing her away.
Mizore gasped and looked up in time to see Frankenstein pulling herself up using the ropes and wrapped her legs around the snow woman’s neck, choking her in a head scissor. Mizore screamed as the air was cut from her, her hands on Frankenstein’s legs as the redhead continued to assert more force into the hold.
Finally Mizore pried Frankenstein’s legs away from her neck but held it up into the air, biting down hard into Frankenstein’s hairy vagina. Frankenstein screamed in agony and then arousal as Mizore pushed her tongue slowly into her clitoris, licking the walls of her insides. Desperately, Frankenstein managed to free one leg and kicked Mizore in the face.
Mizore screamed as she fell onto her back, holding her face in pain. She failed to notice Frankenstein standing on top of the turnbuckle and without pausing, leapt off it and frog-splashed onto the snow woman. The air filled with screams of Mizore’s pain as Frankenstein lay on top of the snow woman, pinning her down. The referee began the count.
’1…. 2…’
Mizore screamed in rage as she pushed her opponent off her, rolling away from Frankenstein. Frankenstein grunted in surprise but got back onto her feet, following after Mizore. The snow woman was on her knees when Frankenstein reached her, grabbing hold of her hair. Before Frankenstein could do anything, Mizore wrapped her arms around one of Frankenstein’s leg and lifted her up into the air; slamming her down into the mat.
Frankenstein grunted in pain when her back made impact with the white canvas, Mizore still holding onto her leg. The snow woman quickly rolled Frankenstein onto her stomach and sat onto her back, pulling the leg she still held towards her in a single Boston crab hold.
Frankenstein grunted and groaned as her back was being bent, kicking her one leg wildly. As she bent Frankenstein’s back with only one leg, Mizore shoved her fingers into her opponent’s vagina, fingering her hard and deeply. Frankenstein stopped thrashing around and screamed lewdly as she felt Mizore’s fingers digging deeper into her vagina.
Frankenstein shook her head jerkily and slammed her free leg into the mat, trying to rock Mizore off her. The snow woman simply put all her weight on her opponent as she continued to put pressure onto Frankenstein’s spine and shoved her fingers deeper into her vagina. Frankenstein gasped lewdly as she orgasmed all over Mizore’s fingers, her cum also dropping onto the mat.
Mizore got off her opponent and licked the cum off her fingers, smiling as she looked down at the monster girl who continued to cum onto the mat. She stepped on the backs of Frankenstein’s knees and grabbed hold of her wrists, rolling onto her back. She grunted as she pushed Frankenstein towards the ceiling, stretching her body in a ceiling hold.
Frankenstein screamed in pain as she hovered in the air, trying to escape from Mizore’s hold as more cum dropped onto the mat. Mizore grunted and forced Frankenstein higher, putting more strain onto her body. Unable to escape, Frankenstein tapped her fingers onto Mizore’s wrist.
The referee saw the tapping and signalled the end of the match, the bell ringing. Mizore gasped and let go of Frankenstein, dropping her onto the mat. As Frankenstein groaned on the mat, Mizore stood up and raised her fists into the air. The snow woman embraced the cheering of the crowd as Asakura was announcing her name.
‘WINNER BY SUBMISSION: MIZORE SHIRAYUKI!’
Mizore smiled before sliding out of the ring, waving at her cheering fans before disappearing into the backstage. Once she was gone, CWF aides rushed into the arena and carried Frankenstein to the infirmary.
