WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction. The events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and are no true reflection of the characters, promotions, wrestlers, events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own TJPW or any other wrestling promotion, or any current or former wrestlers/characters.
Starring: Miu Watanabe (TJPW)
Fake Taxi: Miu Watanabe
An erotic pro wrestling fan-fiction story.
Written by DaxG2001
Codes: Cons, MF, oral, inter, anal.
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"Just another day on the job..." The thick English accent of the man only known as 'John' said as he drove the vehicle that to anyone just looked like a regular black Taxi. Inside however were a selection of hidden cameras, along with the couple clearly scene to just seem like usual Dash Cam ones, designed to capture the inside and some of the outside of the cab from plenty of angles. This of course is the infamous Fake Taxi where many a lucky female has gotten a free ride in more ways than one. "Day's gettin' a little late though, so I might have to call it quits after the next couple of fares if I don't spy..." He said out loud to the cameras, rather than just thinking out loud to himself. But cutting off his words as he glanced at the street to the side. "Hang on, hang on... That cute bird is lookin' a little lost..." He glanced, quickly flicking the indicator as he made a turn on the first corner he saw. Looking back with the mirrors as he used the turn to reverse, and then head back the way as he had his sights set on a new target. "And from the looks of her, she ain't from around these parts. Looks like we're gettin' a video done today after all..." He chuckled to himself.
Slowing the car down, he pulled up to the pavement and rolled down the window as he leaned out. "Excuse me, love? You OK there, darlin'?" He asked with a well-practised tone. The woman's voice was barely heard as she spoke. "Lost, are you? I'm a taxi! You know, get ya from A-to-B? One place to... Yeah, yeah! I can get you to where you need to. Hop on in, love." He said, faking like he was a professional service as he unlocked the doors so she could step in. "You know where you're goin'? Like, hotel or somethin'?"
As the woman entered, the cameras got a clear view of who this Japanese beauty was. A member of the Tokyo Joshi Pro Wrestling roster, and part of the Up Up Girls group of Idols in Miu Watanabe. Her long dark hair was set in a ponytail with a pink bow keeping it held in place. Her body was clad in a nicely fitting pink top with frills and a snug black skirt, topped off with cute sneakers, wristbands and even a pink shoulder bag to go along with the nice thick layer of lipstick she had on.
"Ah, yes!" Miu smiled brightly, looking into her bag as she sat down. "This place! You know?" She said in broken English, holding out a business card from the hotel. She didn't have the full grasp of the local language as some of the others on the roster she's a part of have.
"Not a problem, love. I can get you there real quick." 'John' said, starting the Taxi back up as he began to drive off. "Not from around these parts, are you?" He questioned, starting with some small talk as he drove in the right direction to an extent, but had no plans on going the most direct route with such a cutie now in the back of his cab.
"Ah, no! I am... Ummmm... From Japan! Yes!" Watanabe gave another dazzling smile. "I am Miu Watanabe! I come... To UK, to... How you say? See sights! I visit." She managed to explain.
"Miu? Got ya, love. Tourist stuff. Sightseeing, checkin' out stuff. You're quite a bit away from seein' anythin' worthwhile around here if ya don't mind me sayin'." He joked with her.
"Yes... I got lost." She admitted, sounding a little sad for a moment before perking right back up. "I not used to... To the UK. Not like my... Friends, are used to."
"Friends, eh? They left you behind to wander on your own?" He continued the padding talk.
"Oh, no! I come on my own! I uh, I heard good things... My friends... They wrestle here! In the UK before." Miu smiled again as she nodded her head.
"Wrestle? Don't tell me... Well, ain't this my bleedin' luck, huh?" 'John' chuckled. "Another cute little wrestler girl in the back of me cab..." He remarked, drawing a confused look from the Joshi. "Tell me, darlin'... You wouldn't happen to be familiar with those birds like Maki Itoh, would you? That girl Hyper who had the mask on?" He said, still driving as he glanced occasionally with the rearview mirror at his latest target.
"Itoh-Chan? Ah! Yes! Yes!" Miu excitedly said, nodding again. "We same, uh how you say? TJPW! We wrestle same place!" She confirmed.
"Well well... This is my lucky day then..." The smile was clear in his voice. "I had the pleasure, and I mean that of drivin' them around in this cab a while ago... And I'm sure I can give you the same kind of service to get you where you need to." He said, even if she didn't pick up with the language barrier what he meant by 'the pleasure was all his'.
"Ah! That's good! Yes." Watanabe said, not getting the double meaning of his words. "Very good. I will pay you, yes?" She said, reaching into her bag again. Pulling out a travel currency credit card.
"Oh? Sorry, love..." 'John' spotted a chance to play her now as he put on a tone of regret. "I'm afraid we don't take plastic here. Not got the modern tech for it yet. Too expensive to install, you know?" He lied. Especially as one of the cameras at the front could show a card reader device installed down under the radio. "Only take paper and coins, you know? Cold, hard cash."
"O-Oh?" Miu innocently bought the lie. Biting her lip as she rummaged through her bad. "Oh no, oh no..." She mumbled, clearly not having the physical cash on her. Just as he'd hoped.
"Easy there, darlin'... Don't get yourself into a tizzy now!" He said to apply his skilled charm to her. Even as he changed course, heading towards onto of his favourite quiet spots. "I think we can still get a way for you to pay for this ride. Without any big fuss."
"Oh? I still pay?" Miu again bought the deception as she softly smiled. "Ah, that's good! Yes. How I pay you?" She asked.
"Well, love... Over here in these parts? We've got a bit of a sayin'... If you can't pay with cash, you pay with your arse." He bluntly said, but got another look of confusion from his new guest. "Your body, love. Sex? Havin' a good old time, gettin' your end away... A good old rogerin' and all that."