NES Wrestling: Daisy vs Lulu

NES is up and always popular in the polls. Takes a special touch in my mind to find a matchup that’s got an interesting dynamic and not too repetitive. The huge roster does help, just shuffling the cards once in a while to see who’d be fun with who.

Daisy’s always a blast though. Real loud and aggro, and even in my younger days there was no missing that Lulu was an early version of the big titty goth GF. She never got the breakout the other characters did but ah well. She lives on in the ring! And always figured Daisy’s a great all arounder in the league, but she was left in the dust if not actively stifled a little while Peach was calling the shots more.

I’m not planning a full-on Daisy arc since NES Wrestling rarely even uses a character more than once or twice. Do wanna see where she goes, since I’m not even positive if she’ll make it to let alone beat the new champ. It’ll take a while anyway so don’t go waiting too long.

The NES wrestling league’s rankings had been a mess since the changing hands of the title. Peach’s defeat at the hands/claws of Lady Dimitrescu had sent her down a series of losses that kept the famous princess dropped down to a mid-tier wrestler at best. Several other wrestlers had risen up among the pandemonium to fill in the gaps.

Few had leapt at the opportunity quite like Princess Daisy. She had been a partner of Peach early in her career but the blonde showed much more interest in maintaining her own title, leaving Daisy in the dust while she made do with a fresh start when she couldn’t be bothered to lend a hand. It didn’t deter the Sarasalandian anyway. While Peach used her influence and tricks to hold onto her title, Daisy fought her way up from the bottom. She had picked up a reputation as a hotheaded brawler who scrapped her way out through some close calls, much tougher and stronger than she looked. Peach had her curves but the tan tomboy was built for a head-on fight.

She had been on a hot streak, landing her a bout against Lulu, the busty witch of Final Fantasy X fame. Daisy was ready to keep up her winning streak as she stepped out onto the ramp and was met with a burst of cheers. Her leanly athletic figure still packed some perky breasts and a thick but tight booty. She showed them off in a sporty, clingy pair of shorts and a sports bra-like top. The brunette princess wore some wrestling boots and fingerless MMA gloves, largely resembling a tighter and sexier version of her Strikers uniform. She variously shadow boxed and leapt, pumping her fist in sheer energy and confidence. Her fans shared her energy, stomping along with a chant of “Hi, I’m Daisy!” as she rolled in under the ropes.

Her opponent came out with a far more reserved entrance. Lulu was an elegantly gothic figure, her dark hair kept in a bun while several beaded braids trailed from it. She wore a thick fur robe over her matching black and gray leotard, with leather thigh-high boots underneath. Her huge breasts constantly threatened to slip loose from the clothes, the pale flesh always wobbling about. She held a stuffed moogle that hung listlessly from one hand, the bear-like toy a conduit for her magic.

Lulu was never the fastest or the strongest wrestler in the NES, but she was capable and very clever about it. While outright spells and powers were generally banned from the ring, she’d been known to use some smaller magical effects that slipped under the boundaries of those rules.

She tossed her toy aside on the ring steps and shrugged out of her robe before entering herself. The magical goth milf stared plainly at Daisy, who was still shifting her weight between her boots.

“Lively one, aren’t you?” Lulu pondered in her soft and bored sounding voice. “We’ll have to do something about that.”

“You’ll have to catch me first. Tough luck with that when you look like a dominatrix getting ready for nap time,” Daisy shot back readily.

Lulu’s dark lips pursed in annoyance at the comment. “I’m not losing to some butch copycat character, mirror skank,” Lulu snorted dismissively.

A bandicoot in a referee’s shirt hopped into the ring and waved for the bell, so the women went right at it.

Both readied to lock up but Lulu knew better than to go head to head with Daisy. She lashed out trying to grab her shoulder length hair instead, but Daisy quickly bobbed her head aside. She caught Lulu by the arm and whirled around, shoulder tossing her to the mats with a fluid use of strength and momentum. Lulu landed flat on her thick ass, her dark lips parting as the surprising shock went up her tailbone.

“That all ya got? Weak-ass punches and daddy issues?” Daisy taunted.

Lulu growled and flexed her fingers. A soft crackle of electricity appeared in her palm and she reached behind her at the princess pugilist’s crotch. Daisy was still one step ahead of her as she grabbed the attacking hand by the wrist, giving her a grip on both of her arms.

“Don’t mind if I do!” Daisy laughed as she drove her knee into Lulu’s back.

She pulled back on Lulu’s arms, getting her to howl in pain already. The standing surfboard hold let her knee dig deep into the black mage’s back while pulling back on her arms for even more leverage. Lulu’s face twisted in pain as her huge hanging breasts swayed beneath her. They looked even bigger with her arching back thrusting them out. The crowd certainly appreciated the forced jiggling she was put through.

Daisy’s grip finally eased up enough that Lulu was able to force her hand free. She winced and scowled as she retreated, rubbing her aching back with one hand.

“What? You’re supposed to stretch before a match, so I thought I’d help you out. Or is this all that back pain I keep hearing about from you bitches with cow tits?”

“The mouth on you,” Lulu growled as she reclaimed an uneasy wrestling stance.

Daisy was glad to take advantage of the mage’s disoriented start. She lunged in and threw several swift hooks to Lulu’s face, sending her pale head flying and her braids following after. The princess grabbed her by the center of her leotard right over her cleavage, pulling her in closer. The top-heavy goth gasped then grunted as Daisy slammed her in the belly with a rising knee, easily knocking the wind out of her. Her doubling over combined with the pulling on her top proved to be the last straws in making her pale tits and hard nipples come popping out over the fur-lined top.

Daisy grabbed the bending mage around the neck and by the back of her leotard, wedging it up her ass for the fans to enjoy her tits and ass alike before lifting her up and spiking her face and tits simultaneously into the mats. Lulu landed with a husky grunt face down and ass up, a smudge of dark makeup left on the spot where she’d landed.

Lulu was having trouble keeping track of which way was up as she clambered to her hands and knees. Daisy pumped a fist confidently for the crowd before getting in behind Lulu and catching another of her arms. She twisted the black mage’s wrist and yanked it back into an arm bar, dropping her back on her boobs with a pained howl.

“Let’s make this quick, Louie! I got a tennis game to catch,” Daisy taunted.

Lulu couldn’t do much in this position, fully overpowered by the toned tomboy. She also didn’t have to do too much as Daisy kept her arm wrapped up tight between her arms and legs. Lulu grabbed at the princess’ crotch and summoned a handful of blazing heat, pressing it against the tight material over Daisy’s pussy.

“YOWWW!”

The redhead leapt off Lulu instinctively, patting and pulling at the crotch of her shorts. The half-dressed spellcaster pulled her arm free and whirled around, seizing the opportunity while she still could. Daisy was hopping up and down in her smoking hot shorts as Lulu speared her legs out from under her. Daisy was blindsided by it as she landed on her back, the busty mage climbing on top of her. She grabbed the muscled princess by the hair and pulled her face up between her breasts.

Daisy let out a muffled grunt. She grabbed and started to push her way out of Lulu’s tits when she heard a vague crackling near her head.

“Learn your place and stay down there,” Lulu snarled before she summoned another surge of electricity between her fingertips.

This time, Daisy’s head was right between them. She started to shudder violently, letting out a quivering wail as lightning shot through her body. Her muscles twitched and overloaded as they pulsed on their own, entering a spastic dance before the similarly shocked crowd. Daisy’s eyes were rolling, naturally stunned by the time the energy stopped coursing through her. She seemed unable to do anything but moan and drool into the pale goth’s cleavage.

“Pathetic. And after running that mouth of yours,” Lulu scoffed.

She pulled Daisy up by her hair, which was now sticking up in a few places from the electricity. The tomboy staggered up with her as Lulu moved behind her and put her in a standing chokehold. She wasn’t the strongest fighter but the few elemental outbursts had left Daisy easy enough to manipulate. Her graceful arms squeezed tight around her throat and under her arm until the princess gagged within the hold.

“I know it’s cruder than a sleep spell, but it’ll have to do,” Lulu purred into her ear as she put more pressure on the chokehold.

Daisy pawed at her arms for a moment but she clearly didn’t have her full strength or focus about her. She was left with Lulu’s bare tits pressing into her back, but their bouncing gave her an idea. She barely had to shift her weight to throw an elbow back into Lulu’s famous hooters, wide enough that their edges were still visible behind Daisy’s torso. The mage let out a thick grunt as her grip loosened, and Daisy was able to rebound off it to twist in the other direction. An even harder elbow connected with the side of Lulu’s other tit and she repeated the process, thrashing side to side and pummeling her boobs without even facing her. The mage was left gawking in shock as her jugs bounced into each other.

Lulu’s attention on her grip faded as the busty pain took over. She started to stagger back as she fully let go, but Daisy did not. She grabbed the caster by her hands again and yanked them over her shoulders. Lulu’s hands brushed past Daisy’s hard and excited nipples for a moment before she was flung over her shoulder, tumbling head over heels on the mat. She barely stumbled up to her knees out of instinct when Daisy grabbed her by the hair.

“Looks like the magic’s fading in our relationship,” Daisy laughed, shaking her hair out to let it drop back into its natural curl.

She swung Lulu by the handful of braids, giving her just enough time to let out a panicked shriek before she was spiked into the turnbuckle. Daisy shoved her head first but her tits smacked into the turnbuckle just below it at the same time, bouncing both right back with a stunned grunt to interrupt her scream. She slumped against the corner, arms draping over the top ropes as her dizzied face looked towards the crowd in a mess of sweat, smudged makeup and untangling braids.

Her listless expression suddenly changed when Daisy threw a kick up between her legs. The boot went past her thick ass and right into her groin, making her face light up in shock and a piercing scream escaped her purple-black lips.

“That one’s for the hotpants move from before!” Daisy laughed, flipping two middle fingers at Lulu as she doubled over the ropes.

Her pale tits hung over the edge of the ring as the mage clutched her aching pussy. Daisy grabbed her opponent by the back of her leotard, pulling it down to her hips before she gave a strong yank. Lulu wailed as she was dragged back into the ring proper and Daisy spun in place, stretching out the outfit while whipping Lulu around with it. She shrieked as it was wedgied up her ass and pussy before finally snapping, sending her flying and staggering across the ring and landing fully naked. Daisy tossed the dark leotard away and went after her. Lulu clenched her fist, conjuring a bubbling green energy around it as she tried for a Bio spell instead. She whipped around and swung for Daisy to give her a face full of poison, but the princess ducked under it with ease.

“Come on, witch. It’s like fighting a walking telegraph with all that jiggling giving your moves away!” Daisy gloated before unleashing a stinging uppercut to Lulu’s tit.

The pale orb bounced up and Lulu winced in pain. She unleashed a speedy barrage of punches, pummeling the magic milf’s boobs around like her personal punching bags. Lulu broke into a long, shrill scream that vibrated as the blows grew harder and deeper into her chest. Her boobs slapped up into her own face enough times that the top-heavy witch started to tip over backward. Daisy gladly grabbed her by one leg and helped flip her over, just to catch her around the waist and suspend her completely upside down in a piledriver position.

Lulu gasped as her breasts flopped down into her face.

“Oh no! Nooo no no!”

Daisy adjusted her grip to flash the audience a damning thumbs down before slamming the thumb into Lulu’s exposed pussy.

“Who’s ready for a Daisy Cutter!?” she called, firing up the crowd who cheered in approval.

The dominating princess just hopped once and brought Lulu crashing down to the mat head first. The dark caster’s eyes rolled as she ragdolled in a clumsily spread-legged position. Daisy raised and flexed her arms proudly before flipped Lulu onto her stomach. Her breasts swelled up beneath her chest and under her chin as Daisy sat on her back and grabbed her by the legs. She pulled them up and back as she sat comfortably on Lulu’s cushy butt, bending her in a much less comfortable position with her boston crab. Lulu barely stirred back to life, beating her fists on the mats and trying to crawl out of the hold with zero success.

“Come on, titty witch! Don’t tap out just yet!” Daisy chimed mockingly.

“I ain’t even got to whip out the Deflowerer yet!”

Daisy tucked Lulu’s legs under her armpits, keeping her stuck and bent out of shape as she raised a clenched fist. Lulu was smart enough to check out her opponents beforehand, but now it just made her panic especially hard. She clawed at the mats to try and escape but the punchy princess’ fist still slammed into the goth sorceress’ spread out pussy. Lulu bucked beneath her and howled as she ground her knuckles against her clit. Daisy wouldn’t stop until she broke out or tapped out, and the latter was looking more and more likely as her clit was crushed.

Lulu lashed out with all she had left. Her eyes glowed red and while she couldn’t reach Daisy in her awkward position, she could still see her stuffed moogle. She extended her magic towards her totem of a teddy bear, animating the 2-foot toy to hop up and approach them. It jumped in front of Daisy, blindsiding her while she was committed to the hold and dropkicking her dead in the chest. The diving kick made the princess grunt and drop onto her back, falling off of the toy’s mistress. Lulu winced and rubbed her back as her animated weapon grabbed at the downed Daisy swinging its stuffed and fingerless little fists at her.

“Ow! Hey! Quit it, you little shit!” Daisy snapped.

She swung at the stuffed moogle and backhanded it across the face. The toy would have gone flying but it had a grip on her top and tore it off with it, baring her tanned and lightly freckled tits. Daisy blushed out of frustration more than anything as she grabbed the creature by its bobbling little antennae.

Lulu had just regrouped enough to get back to her unsteady feet. She saw Daisy hoist up her doll and went wide-eyed again. She couldn’t help but cry out “WAIT!” before shutting herself up. Daisy flashed her a skeptical glance before breaking into a grin.

“Oh right! You cast your dirty little spells through this thing, do ya? You want this back?”

Daisy wrapped an arm around the stuffed animal’s neck. It dangled comically in her grasp, head bobbling around between her boobs. Daisy and Lulu suddenly looked like they were in an 18+ comedy sketch as the princess holding the toy hostage made the audience laugh. Lulu waved her hands pleadingly at Daisy as she milked the moment, backing away with a huge grin as she clearly enjoyed the scenario. Finally she twisted its cute little head off with a goofy little squeaking noise. The toy fell in half and Daisy threw the parts into Lulu’s shocked face as the magic faded from her body.

The gothic caster bared her teeth in an infuriated snarl. She charged for Daisy and threw a high kick at her face but Daisy leaned back and to one side. The kick went wild and flew past its target, realizing that Daisy had intentionally backed herself up to the ropes. Lulu’s long leg flew over the rope and Daisy ducked around it, grabbing her ankle and pulling it to force the mage to completely straddle the ropes. Lulu shook her head miserably as she felt the tight chord wedge itself up her pussy.

“NO! WAIT!” the initially bland caster pleaded while Daisy was still winding up.

She threw her soccer kick up into the rope to make it bounce like wild. Lulu shrieked as the elastic-wrapped metal cable slammed up her twat, making her grip it with her hands and thighs just to avoid falling off. Daisy just grabbed the top rope and bounced it up and down with all her might, shaking the depowered mage all around. The pain and uncomfortable grinding made Lulu’s eyes roll back, her painted lips gawking. She started to drool all over herself until she came all over herself, her juices splashing off the bouncing rope as she squirted hard over them both. Her legs clung to the rope briefly until Daisy wound up and slammed her with a huge clothesline to the tits. Lulu crumbled off the ropes and landed outside the ring, clearly out and twitching as she’d been knocked and fucked silly.

“Whoa!” the bandicoot ref squawked before waving his paws in the air.

The bell rang and Daisy was announced the winner. She pumped her fists in the air before licking her thumb, pressing it to her tight ass with a sizzling noise. The crowd ate up her scrappy showmanship before she gestured to the ref. They passed her a microphone from out of nowhere in particular.

“This is why you don’t send a spellcaster into a wrestling ring,” Daisy joked confidently.

“Can’t get the jump on me when I can hear your fat tits clapping from a mile away. But if you think that was impressive, keep watchin’!”

The charismatic tomboy pointed towards the runway in general towards backstage.

“Cuz I’m gunnin’ for the top! With her royal pain in my ass out done gumming up the works, I’m comin’ for that title! So Zarya, 2B, anybody in my way! Especially Lady D and her spooky ass, you better watch your asses, cuz it’s Daisy time!”