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Invincible - War Woman vs Annisa
War Woman was flying above the city of Los Angeles, her usual patrol. She wore her golden head-set that covered only part of her long brown hair tied into two braids. Her white costume with a blue cape attached to it, along with her golden boots and gauntlets. Her olive-tanned toned body displayed her biceps proudly, her six-packs hidden under her costume. In her hand was her mace.
War Woman was about to land on top of a skyscraper when suddenly she found herself surrounded in a beam of white light. Her eyes widened and tried to fly out from the beam but she was too late. She felt her entire body disintegrated and the familiar scene of Los Angeles disappeared from her view.
When she opened her eyes again, she was shock to find herself in a wrestling ring within a steel cage that emitted a purple light. Outside of the cage was a massive crowd of every alien species in the universe. Their eyes were on her, like a new bird in the cage.
‘So you’re my opponent?’ A voice spoke.
War Woman noticed that she was not alone in the cage. Before her stood another woman with short black hair, and covered in a white suit; barely containing her white toned body. Her uniform looked similars to Omni-man’s one.
‘What is this?’ War Woman demanded. ‘What is this place?’
The woman in the white suit smirked as she gestured around. ‘Welcome to the Intergalactic Wrestling Arena where combatants from every corner of the universe come and fight to prove their mettle in combat.’
The woman in white walked closer to War Woman, looking down at her in a condescending way. ‘I am Anissa from the Viltrumite Empire and… I’m in the mood to dominate a female warrior. So I had requested a match between the strongest female warrior from Earth. Looks like you’re the lucky one.’
War Woman growled as she tightened her grip on her mace. ‘So what happened if I refuse to take art in this fight?’
Anissa smirked wider. ‘Then you die horribly and your planet will be marked for invasion by any planets. So, are we doing this or you’re too scared to fight?’
War Woman gritted her teeth as she saw no choice. ‘Fine! I fight you! When I win, you need to bring back to my planet!’
‘That can be arranged.’ Anissa said dismissively as she got into fighting stance. ‘Let’s dance.’
War Woman roared as she charged towards Anissa, her arm pulled back to swing her mace. Anissa simply ducked under the swing and uppercut War Woman in the stomach, making her spat out saliva and gasped in surprise. Anissa grabbed her arm and hip tossed her onto her back, the mace flying from her hands.
‘No weapons allowed!’ Anissa declared. ‘We fight with only our fists!’
War Woman groaned and looked up, before grabbing Anissa by both ankles, tripping hereunto her back. Anissa gasped in surprise as she hit the mat. ‘Why didn’t you say so, bitch?’
War Woman roared and raised her elbow, slamming it into Anissa’s stomach. Anissa gasped in shock before recovering, delivering a right hook into War Woman’s face, sending her to her side. Then getting onto her feet, Anissa kicked War Woman in the stomach. War Woman simply grunted and grabbed Anissa leg, tripping her onto her back again.
War Woman jumped onto her feet and rolled Anissa onto her belly, sitting on her back and bending her in a single Boston crab hold. Anissa screamed in agony as she felt the fire in her spine, reaching for the cage. War Woman roared as she applied more pressure on Anissa’s back, bending her further.
Anissa flailed her arms wildly until she managed to catch one of War Woman’s braids. With a hiss, she pulled War Woman off her back. War Woman screamed as she was on her back. Anissa growled and crawled on top of War Woman, sitting on her stomach. She pulled her golden helm off her head and began punching her face left and right.
War Woman groaned from each punch, drooling from the punches. Anissa smirked as she stopped her assault, her hands on War Woman’s costume. To War Woman’s horror, Anissa stood up and as she did, ripped the top part of her costume off her; showing her hard dark brown nipples and six-packs.
‘W-what are you doing?’ She managed to scream.
Anissa grinned as she tossed the ruined costume aside. ‘I also like to humiliate my opponent. Show everyone how small an insect they are.’
Rage boiled inside of War Woman as she pulled her legs into her stomach and slammed both her boots into Anissa’s stomach, sending her onto her back. War Woman jumped onto her feet and leapt into the air, slamming both her boots into Anissa’s breasts. Anissa screamed in pain and hugged her chest.
War Woman got off Anissa and grabbed her hair, punching her twice in the face. Then she grabbed the top of her costume and ripped it apart, revealing Anissa’s dark brown nipples and six-packs. Anissa gasped in shock as she glared up at War Woman.
‘You bitch!’
War Woman smiled. ‘Hey, I’m simply giving you a taste of your own medicine. Now we’re even.’
War Woman then pulled Anissa onto her shoulders and spun her in circles, throwing her against the cage. Anissa grunted as she hit the cage, falling back to the mat. Before she could get up, War Woman kicked her in the stomach and slammed an elbow into Anissa’s back; sending her into the mat.
Not giving her any chance to recover, War Woman sat on Anissa’s back and cupped her hands under her chin. She grunted and yanked Anissa’s head towards her, bending her in a camel clutch. Anissa gritted her teeth as she felt the burning feel in her spine again, trying to buck War Woman off her.
War Woman held Anissa in the hold for a bit before slamming her face into the mat. Then staying up, she grabbed the rest of Anissa’s suit and ripped it off her, showing her black hairy vagina. All Anissa had left was her gloves and boots. Anissa gasped in humiliation, unable to believe that she was the first to be stripped.
War Woman pulled Anissa onto her feet and turned her around to face her, punching her face and stomach. War Woman pulled her arm for another punch, only for Anissa to catch her fist. Anissa roared and pulled War Woman onto her shoulders, raising her over her head and slamming her back onto her knee in a backbreaker.
War Woman screamed as she felt her spine on fire, groaning as Anissa pushed her off her knee. Anissa growled and grabbed War Woman’s hair, slamming her fist into her face until her eyes were glazed and drooling all over the mat. She reached down and grabbed the rest of her costume, ripping it off her and showing her brown hairy vagina.
Anissa threw the ruined costume aside and shoved her fingers into War Woman’s hairy vagina. War Woman gasped as she felt Anissa’s hard digits inside of her, trying to fight Anissa off her. With a sadistic grin, Anissa shoved her fingers deeper into War Woman’s vagina, reaching all the way into her sensitive spots. War Woman gasped in disbelief and ecstasy as she orgasmed all over Anissa’s fingers and onto the mat.
As the crowd erupted in chaotic cheering, Anissa smirked as she pulled out her fingers from War Woman’s leaking clirotis. ‘What’s wrong Earth slut? This excite you?’
‘Fuck… you…’ War Woman gasped. Then she blushed. ‘I’m into women….’
Anissa laughed. ‘I see! This should be fun! Now, get up!’
Anissa pulled War Woman onto her feet and stepped away from her, raising her fists and beckoning War Woman mockingly. War Woman roared in defiance and stepped forward, swinging her fists. However her punches were sluggish from the earlier punishments. Anissa simply smirked as she blocked or dodged War Woman’s attacks.
Anissa played around with War Woman, allowing her to exhaust herself further before catching one of War Woman’s fist, delivering a powerful uppercut into her stomach. War Woman gasped as she spat out saliva, almost falling down to her knees. Then Anissa unleashed her own attack, slamming a fist into War Woman’s face followed y another uppercut into one of her breasts.
Soon War Woman was on a retreat, trying to defend herself from Anissa’s onslaught. Anissa’s fists slammed into her face, chest and stomach; War Woman getting weaker and weaker from each punch. Anissa snarled and pulled both her arms back, slamming her fists into War Woman’s breasts; right on her hard nipples.
War Woman cried out as her nipples lactated all over the mat, covering her breasts and whimpering. Anissa grinned like a predator and slammed an elbow into War Woman’s face before slamming a palm into her stomach. She lifted her into the air, spun her circles before throwing her into the cage.
War Woman screamed as she hit the cage, landing onto the mat. She laid face-first into the mat, still lactating and orgasming. Anissa laughed as she wrapped her arms around War Woman’s waist, pulling her up into the air and slamming her wet hairy vagina onto her knee in an atomic bomb.
War Woman barely made a sound as her vagina exploded with cum again, coating Anissa’s knee in her ejaculation. Anissa grinned and lifted War Woman off her knee and into the air, bending her back and slamming her into the mat in a German suplex. She dropped War Woman onto the mat before grabbing both her braids, yanking her onto her feet and slamming her face into the cage.
War Woman screamed as her face was pressed into the cage, Anissa pinning her against it from behind her. She shoved her fingers into her hairy vagina and fingered her roughly. All War Woman could do was moaned lewdly and it was not long before she orgasmed once again.
Anissa laughed cruelly and pulled her cum-coated fingers out from War Woman’s leaking vagina, kicking her in the spine. War Woman cried out and fell down to her knees, holding onto the cage so she would not fall completely. Anissa grinned and grabbed War Woman by the hair, lifting her into the air and onto her shoulders.
Anissa kissed War Woman’s leaking vagina before power bombing her into the mat. War Woman’s eyes rolled back into her lids as she made a sharp yelp upon impact, unconscious. Anissa grinned and rolled War Woman into a ball, pinning her arms above her head and pinned her down. The crowd beginning to count.
‘1… 2…3 !’
A bell rang and Anissa smirked, standing up and flexing her biceps; showing her dominance all over War Woman by planting one boot into her face. War Woman moaned softly as she felt her face pinned, lactating and orgasming all over the mat. Anissa grinned and fell down to her knees, slamming her hairy vagina into War Woman’s wet one.
Anissa grunted as she began grinding furiously against War Woman’s wet one, slamming her clitoris mercilessly onto her wet one. War Woman screamed in both pain and ecstasy as she raised her head, her vagina exploding with cum and spraying all over Anissa’s abdomen and her hairy vagina.
Anissa grinned and pulled War Woman onto her knees, locking lips with her and kissing her roughly, pressing her hard nipples into War Woman’s lactating ones. War Woman’s eyes widened with shock then it relaxed as she moaned into Anissa’s mouth, kissing her back. Anissa continued to kiss War Woman, dominating her mouth with her tongue.
Finally Anissa broke the kiss and shoved War Woman onto her back, crawling on top of her. She slammed her hairy vagina into War Woman’s face and with a moan, she orgasmed all over War Woman’s face, claiming her prize.
‘Here’s your consolation prize, Earth bitch! You’re mine now!’
War Woman moaned weakly as she licked and kissed Anissa’s leaking vagina, accepting her defeat. When she was done humiliating her new victim, Anissa stood up and pulled War Woman by one of her braids; making a gesture.
The cage lifted and Anissa dragged War Woman out of the ring, heading to where the locker room was.
‘I’m going to have so much fun with you bitch.’ Anissa told the semi-conscious War Woman. ‘By the time I’m done with you, you be my personal pet.’
War Woman could only whimpered as she dragged away by her new conqueror, leaving the ring and the cheering crowd into her new life.
Invincible - War Woman vs Annisa
War Woman was flying above the city of Los Angeles, her usual patrol. She wore her golden head-set that covered only part of her long brown hair tied into two braids. Her white costume with a blue cape attached to it, along with her golden boots and gauntlets. Her olive-tanned toned body displayed her biceps proudly, her six-packs hidden under her costume. In her hand was her mace.
War Woman was about to land on top of a skyscraper when suddenly she found herself surrounded in a beam of white light. Her eyes widened and tried to fly out from the beam but she was too late. She felt her entire body disintegrated and the familiar scene of Los Angeles disappeared from her view.
When she opened her eyes again, she was shock to find herself in a wrestling ring within a steel cage that emitted a purple light. Outside of the cage was a massive crowd of every alien species in the universe. Their eyes were on her, like a new bird in the cage.
‘So you’re my opponent?’ A voice spoke.
War Woman noticed that she was not alone in the cage. Before her stood another woman with short black hair, and covered in a white suit; barely containing her white toned body. Her uniform looked similars to Omni-man’s one.
‘What is this?’ War Woman demanded. ‘What is this place?’
The woman in the white suit smirked as she gestured around. ‘Welcome to the Intergalactic Wrestling Arena where combatants from every corner of the universe come and fight to prove their mettle in combat.’
The woman in white walked closer to War Woman, looking down at her in a condescending way. ‘I am Anissa from the Viltrumite Empire and… I’m in the mood to dominate a female warrior. So I had requested a match between the strongest female warrior from Earth. Looks like you’re the lucky one.’
War Woman growled as she tightened her grip on her mace. ‘So what happened if I refuse to take art in this fight?’
Anissa smirked wider. ‘Then you die horribly and your planet will be marked for invasion by any planets. So, are we doing this or you’re too scared to fight?’
War Woman gritted her teeth as she saw no choice. ‘Fine! I fight you! When I win, you need to bring back to my planet!’
‘That can be arranged.’ Anissa said dismissively as she got into fighting stance. ‘Let’s dance.’
War Woman roared as she charged towards Anissa, her arm pulled back to swing her mace. Anissa simply ducked under the swing and uppercut War Woman in the stomach, making her spat out saliva and gasped in surprise. Anissa grabbed her arm and hip tossed her onto her back, the mace flying from her hands.
‘No weapons allowed!’ Anissa declared. ‘We fight with only our fists!’
War Woman groaned and looked up, before grabbing Anissa by both ankles, tripping hereunto her back. Anissa gasped in surprise as she hit the mat. ‘Why didn’t you say so, bitch?’
War Woman roared and raised her elbow, slamming it into Anissa’s stomach. Anissa gasped in shock before recovering, delivering a right hook into War Woman’s face, sending her to her side. Then getting onto her feet, Anissa kicked War Woman in the stomach. War Woman simply grunted and grabbed Anissa leg, tripping her onto her back again.
War Woman jumped onto her feet and rolled Anissa onto her belly, sitting on her back and bending her in a single Boston crab hold. Anissa screamed in agony as she felt the fire in her spine, reaching for the cage. War Woman roared as she applied more pressure on Anissa’s back, bending her further.
Anissa flailed her arms wildly until she managed to catch one of War Woman’s braids. With a hiss, she pulled War Woman off her back. War Woman screamed as she was on her back. Anissa growled and crawled on top of War Woman, sitting on her stomach. She pulled her golden helm off her head and began punching her face left and right.
War Woman groaned from each punch, drooling from the punches. Anissa smirked as she stopped her assault, her hands on War Woman’s costume. To War Woman’s horror, Anissa stood up and as she did, ripped the top part of her costume off her; showing her hard dark brown nipples and six-packs.
‘W-what are you doing?’ She managed to scream.
Anissa grinned as she tossed the ruined costume aside. ‘I also like to humiliate my opponent. Show everyone how small an insect they are.’
Rage boiled inside of War Woman as she pulled her legs into her stomach and slammed both her boots into Anissa’s stomach, sending her onto her back. War Woman jumped onto her feet and leapt into the air, slamming both her boots into Anissa’s breasts. Anissa screamed in pain and hugged her chest.
War Woman got off Anissa and grabbed her hair, punching her twice in the face. Then she grabbed the top of her costume and ripped it apart, revealing Anissa’s dark brown nipples and six-packs. Anissa gasped in shock as she glared up at War Woman.
‘You bitch!’
War Woman smiled. ‘Hey, I’m simply giving you a taste of your own medicine. Now we’re even.’
War Woman then pulled Anissa onto her shoulders and spun her in circles, throwing her against the cage. Anissa grunted as she hit the cage, falling back to the mat. Before she could get up, War Woman kicked her in the stomach and slammed an elbow into Anissa’s back; sending her into the mat.
Not giving her any chance to recover, War Woman sat on Anissa’s back and cupped her hands under her chin. She grunted and yanked Anissa’s head towards her, bending her in a camel clutch. Anissa gritted her teeth as she felt the burning feel in her spine again, trying to buck War Woman off her.
War Woman held Anissa in the hold for a bit before slamming her face into the mat. Then staying up, she grabbed the rest of Anissa’s suit and ripped it off her, showing her black hairy vagina. All Anissa had left was her gloves and boots. Anissa gasped in humiliation, unable to believe that she was the first to be stripped.
War Woman pulled Anissa onto her feet and turned her around to face her, punching her face and stomach. War Woman pulled her arm for another punch, only for Anissa to catch her fist. Anissa roared and pulled War Woman onto her shoulders, raising her over her head and slamming her back onto her knee in a backbreaker.
War Woman screamed as she felt her spine on fire, groaning as Anissa pushed her off her knee. Anissa growled and grabbed War Woman’s hair, slamming her fist into her face until her eyes were glazed and drooling all over the mat. She reached down and grabbed the rest of her costume, ripping it off her and showing her brown hairy vagina.
Anissa threw the ruined costume aside and shoved her fingers into War Woman’s hairy vagina. War Woman gasped as she felt Anissa’s hard digits inside of her, trying to fight Anissa off her. With a sadistic grin, Anissa shoved her fingers deeper into War Woman’s vagina, reaching all the way into her sensitive spots. War Woman gasped in disbelief and ecstasy as she orgasmed all over Anissa’s fingers and onto the mat.
As the crowd erupted in chaotic cheering, Anissa smirked as she pulled out her fingers from War Woman’s leaking clirotis. ‘What’s wrong Earth slut? This excite you?’
‘Fuck… you…’ War Woman gasped. Then she blushed. ‘I’m into women….’
Anissa laughed. ‘I see! This should be fun! Now, get up!’
Anissa pulled War Woman onto her feet and stepped away from her, raising her fists and beckoning War Woman mockingly. War Woman roared in defiance and stepped forward, swinging her fists. However her punches were sluggish from the earlier punishments. Anissa simply smirked as she blocked or dodged War Woman’s attacks.
Anissa played around with War Woman, allowing her to exhaust herself further before catching one of War Woman’s fist, delivering a powerful uppercut into her stomach. War Woman gasped as she spat out saliva, almost falling down to her knees. Then Anissa unleashed her own attack, slamming a fist into War Woman’s face followed y another uppercut into one of her breasts.
Soon War Woman was on a retreat, trying to defend herself from Anissa’s onslaught. Anissa’s fists slammed into her face, chest and stomach; War Woman getting weaker and weaker from each punch. Anissa snarled and pulled both her arms back, slamming her fists into War Woman’s breasts; right on her hard nipples.
War Woman cried out as her nipples lactated all over the mat, covering her breasts and whimpering. Anissa grinned like a predator and slammed an elbow into War Woman’s face before slamming a palm into her stomach. She lifted her into the air, spun her circles before throwing her into the cage.
War Woman screamed as she hit the cage, landing onto the mat. She laid face-first into the mat, still lactating and orgasming. Anissa laughed as she wrapped her arms around War Woman’s waist, pulling her up into the air and slamming her wet hairy vagina onto her knee in an atomic bomb.
War Woman barely made a sound as her vagina exploded with cum again, coating Anissa’s knee in her ejaculation. Anissa grinned and lifted War Woman off her knee and into the air, bending her back and slamming her into the mat in a German suplex. She dropped War Woman onto the mat before grabbing both her braids, yanking her onto her feet and slamming her face into the cage.
War Woman screamed as her face was pressed into the cage, Anissa pinning her against it from behind her. She shoved her fingers into her hairy vagina and fingered her roughly. All War Woman could do was moaned lewdly and it was not long before she orgasmed once again.
Anissa laughed cruelly and pulled her cum-coated fingers out from War Woman’s leaking vagina, kicking her in the spine. War Woman cried out and fell down to her knees, holding onto the cage so she would not fall completely. Anissa grinned and grabbed War Woman by the hair, lifting her into the air and onto her shoulders.
Anissa kissed War Woman’s leaking vagina before power bombing her into the mat. War Woman’s eyes rolled back into her lids as she made a sharp yelp upon impact, unconscious. Anissa grinned and rolled War Woman into a ball, pinning her arms above her head and pinned her down. The crowd beginning to count.
‘1… 2…3 !’
A bell rang and Anissa smirked, standing up and flexing her biceps; showing her dominance all over War Woman by planting one boot into her face. War Woman moaned softly as she felt her face pinned, lactating and orgasming all over the mat. Anissa grinned and fell down to her knees, slamming her hairy vagina into War Woman’s wet one.
Anissa grunted as she began grinding furiously against War Woman’s wet one, slamming her clitoris mercilessly onto her wet one. War Woman screamed in both pain and ecstasy as she raised her head, her vagina exploding with cum and spraying all over Anissa’s abdomen and her hairy vagina.
Anissa grinned and pulled War Woman onto her knees, locking lips with her and kissing her roughly, pressing her hard nipples into War Woman’s lactating ones. War Woman’s eyes widened with shock then it relaxed as she moaned into Anissa’s mouth, kissing her back. Anissa continued to kiss War Woman, dominating her mouth with her tongue.
Finally Anissa broke the kiss and shoved War Woman onto her back, crawling on top of her. She slammed her hairy vagina into War Woman’s face and with a moan, she orgasmed all over War Woman’s face, claiming her prize.
‘Here’s your consolation prize, Earth bitch! You’re mine now!’
War Woman moaned weakly as she licked and kissed Anissa’s leaking vagina, accepting her defeat. When she was done humiliating her new victim, Anissa stood up and pulled War Woman by one of her braids; making a gesture.
The cage lifted and Anissa dragged War Woman out of the ring, heading to where the locker room was.
‘I’m going to have so much fun with you bitch.’ Anissa told the semi-conscious War Woman. ‘By the time I’m done with you, you be my personal pet.’
War Woman could only whimpered as she dragged away by her new conqueror, leaving the ring and the cheering crowd into her new life.
