Smother Tour; Smile For The Smothers...! Gil "Armagilo" Vs. Courage Takemi

[Arista]

The sight was a pretty one to see for just about everyone, fans of Gil and Courage alike adored it, too bad the only one who couldn't see it, was Courage herself! Though, maybe she was enjoying a pretty sight of he own, one of Gil's plush backside! Like two mounds of snow, smooth by way of sight, and even smoother to the touch. It was soft, like laying down face first on a fluffy pillow, only difference was, this pillow was 131 lbs of pure kick-ass smother action...! "Hmm, you really can't get out of this, can you...?" Gil didn't sound shocked, exactly, but maybe a little more than pleased with her own development, being able to hold down the Idol right from the get go, having it so she was blubbering and flustered, un-able to figure out any counter for Gil's sensational, top of the pack, grade-A smothering abilities!

The smack to the idol's poor beautiful butt, the peeling back on her bottoms, it was all for the showmanship...! Gil wasn't really doing it with the sole purpose of entertaining the crowd, though, this was how she fought, so to her, this was like landing a brutal slam from the top rope, or locking in an un-escapable submission hold, and it was playing it's part in her style perfectly, Courage didn't hesitate a moment more after the bottoms began to peel back, showing off just a little bit more of her backside!

Gil stuck her tongue out through her sealed lips, curved into a smile. Courage was holding up her part of the bargain, she even went the extra mile! Most people would hesitate to land a little peck on the butt cheek, but Courage, she was having a full on make-out session with her rear-end! "Mmm, my, my..." She let it go on for maybe a moment longer than she should, but Courage wasn't letting up, so maybe she was enjoying it just as much as she was! "...T-that's a good girl...!" Gil stifled back a moan, lifting her rear up off her face. "Well, you held up your end of the deal, and I'm no liar, so freedom at last...!" Gil laughed, finally standing up and backing away. She didn't expect things to get so... Sensual... It reminded her of her match with Miss Rose, even if that match went down a much more embarrassing route for her... "Ahem, alright, Courage, wipe that drool from you face and get your booty off the mat, unless you're really counting on that photo-shoot with me...!" Gil teased like she always did. She knew she had the match won if she kept up what she was doing, but that wasn't what she wanted. Something about Courage was screaming out to her, maybe it was just her, but she felt like she needed to be pushed, so push she shall...!

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She hated it! She hated it so much!

The feeling of Gil's attire against her tongue. The way her flavor soaked soaked through and filled her mouth. How it made her want to hum against her. To fill her up with her voice. The heat of Gil's plump posterior as it soothingly warmed her cheeks. The way her own attire grew dark and damp and tight. She hated the way her nipples hardened visibly against her top as her face was enveloped by the weight of the other woman's body. She hated the way her belly tied itself in knots as she heard Gil's taunting. She hated the pleasant, fuzzy sensation of her consciousness fading away. The way it made exploring Gil's body feel more intense. And the private convulsions it caused between her thighs.

She hated it so much! She hated how she loved it...

The world crashed back onto her like a swimmer getting hit with a tidal wave! She was caught in the undertow and pulled back to reality as Gil sprang up from her seat, Courage's face.

Her back bowed and she coughed and sputtered! The force of which turned her onto her hands and knees! It left her looking at the canvas as she gasped and her lungs refilled with life-giving oxygen once more! Her ears rang and her vision was blurry. Her saliva dotted the canvas beneath her. The sound of the drops woke her further and she wiped her mouth at Gil's behest.

"Nnn..." She made a soft sound and began to get up... When she remembered that her attire was half-way down her ass!

Red faced, she reached behind herself and fixed it before climbing to her feet. Her eyes closed tightly and then fluttered before focusing on Gil. She brought a pair of fingers to her own lips... She could still taste her. And... She hated that she didn't hate it.

"You....!"

[Arista]

"Me...! It's me, the Smother Princess, don't you just love that title, it has a nice ring to it...!" Gil smiled, pointing her thumb at herself, beaming with pride, as Courage rebounded from the smother(s). "...You know, I was thinking of some nice poses for our photo-shoot, I was wondering what you thought though...!" So..." Gil trailed off, listing off a wide range of ideas at lighting speed, almost too fast to really think on one idea before moving to the next, she rambled on for a good moment, before halting. "...I even packed a case for just the occasion, some props, you know? Wait, You didn't tap, did you...?" Gil tilted her head to the side, genuinely not remembering whether or not the match was over or not.

"Hmm, oh well, I'll just have to end it...!" Gil chuckled, waving her hand about. "...So, come on, Courage, show me what you have, come get some...!" Gil turned, holding one hand up on the top-most rope, bending over and swaying her ass side-to-side, and giving it gentle swats, spanking herself as she teased the idol...! "...Come one over and fix my bottoms, your face messed them up a little, wedged them up a bit too far...!" Again, she laughed. At this point, she was having a blast, this tour was shaping up to be the best thing Gil's short career had ever seen...!

The crowd ate up every moment of it, Gil's cheerful demeaner made her easy to cheer for, but Courage had a great amount of support too! People wanted to see her shine bright, and the opportunity was there, Gil was practically handing it to her on a silver platter, she had a the chance, and all the time in the world to take it. Gil was head-over-heels, embarrassing her opponent by purposely letting her guard down! "...Come give my butt a massage, you know you want too...!"

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Each one of Gil's ideas caused Courage's brow to knit tighter and tighter in frustration. "You haven't won yet, you know!" She stomped her foot and shook her fist at her!

Her opponent wasn't dissuaded. She continued to taunt her. To shake her ass and rattle off ideas and lewd statements! They were all wrong! Yet... If that was the case... Why couldn't Courage stop tracing the lines of Gil's bottoms with her eyes. Why couldn't she keep herself from being hypnotized by the bouncing of her backside. And why did she feel the need to lick her lips?

"Oh, I'll give it a massage alright!" She shook her head, shaking herself from her lascivious daydream!

"Yaaaa!" She let out a war cry as she charged towards Gil! A moment later she leapt off the canvas and thrust both of her feet out! A belly up dropkick! With both of her heels seeking to dig into Gil's plump backside! With any luck, she'd land the attack! And with Gil's position in the ring, it might just send her shoulder first into the corner!

[Arista]

"Sure, I know that, but I haven't lost either, and I don't plan on it either, so you're going to have to step it up...!" She giggled, shaking her bottom, giving it one hard smack that left a light pink handprint on her right cheek. "This is a smother match, you know, you win by smothering the other person, not getting smothered yourself...!" She laughed to herself, maybe she was being a little too much for Courage, she was already someone who could easily get on anyone's nerves, but tonight, she was really pushing it...!

She was looking right at Courage as she charged, and even if she wasn't she gave plenty of warning with her cry as she zipped forward, right at Gil! She could have dodged, but Gil wanted to let her land a hit, just to see what she was made of, and she gave her one hell of a kick in the ass, sending her right off her feet and right onto her butt, slamming it against the mat and falling right into the corner...!

Gil wasn't really worse for wear, she could rebound with ease, but instead, she got comfortable, leaning back into the corner, resting her head back on the turnbuckle, really making the opportunity too hard to pass up for Courage, it was almost like she was inviting it, she was just that confident, she was happy to be mocking Courage, practically telling her: You can smother me all you want, I'll let it happen, but I'll still win. If anything, she was trying to prove she would still be in the drivers seat of this bout, even if she was getting smothered out...!

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Courage felt her feet swallowed up by Gil's backside! She'd given herself to gravity and it had paid off! All of her momentum and weight was transferred into Gil, rocketing her towards the corner! It might have been the hardest hit she'd landed in her career! She landed on the mat back first, but it was a kindness compared to the way Gil struck the corner.

Swelling with confidence, she pulled her legs up and kipped up onto her feet! This display of graceful athleticism reminded the audience that, while Courage was voluptuous, she was capable of great feats of grace. As an idol she had to be well in touch with her body in order to meet the needs of demanding choreography!

"Ikuzo! [Here I go!]" She screamed out as she pumped a celebratory fist! She was getting fired up! Gil's vulnerable posture left no room for interpretation!

Courage ran in place for a moment, as if revving her engine, before she took off! She charged her downed opponent and spun her hips at the last moment! She let momentum guide her as her feet were pulled off the ground! The toe of her boots slid along the ground as her hips thrust out!

*CRASH*

The corner-bound hip attack would see her smashing ass first into whatever was there! Gil's face would find itself swallowed by her bikini cut white wrestling shorts and dashed against the turnbuckle! Or, Courage would find herself colliding with the turnbuckle, unpadded by the other girls face, and in a world of rear-end agony!

[Arista]

More than just expecting a stinkface, Gil was hoping for one...! Maybe it was cockiness, a feeling of being so on-top of things thus far, that even by getting smothered, she would still be in control. Or maybe it was to mock Courage, but that didn't sound right, she wasn't one to go past casual teasing, she would lower her guard to make her opponent look bad... Maybe, just maybe, Gil just wanted to get smothered by courage...!

Gil had the time to duck away, roll to the side, dodge in anyway, or do anything at all, but she didn't, she welcomed Courage's butt slam with open arms...! The butt punch of a lifetime would have rocked her head back if there was anywhere for it to go, but instead, it was pressed against the turnbuckle, and Courage's ass. "Mmmph..." Gil groaned, not sounding hurt or like she was begging to be let go, but rather one that was hard to read the tone of...

Gil shook her own head back and-fourth, making the smother more effective for Courage, even if she wasn't shaking her hips on her own. Gil put up no resistance at all, no kicking her legs, or tapping her hands on her cheeks, or flailing around, she just sat for a moment and let it happen! After a few moments passed, Gil rose her arm up, and gave a thumbs up to Courage, and in turn, the crowd, who cheered. "Mmmph mmm, mmm mmmph...!" Gil spoke, but of course, it wasn't really all that easy to understand her incoherent ramblings in-between Courage's butt-cheeks.

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Where Gil seemed comfortable, surprisingly, Courage looked distressed. Gil's thumbs up contrasted with Courage's hands gripping her own attire until her knuckles went white. She pulled on her bottoms, as they were the only thing she could hold on to. At the same time, she bit her lip and closed her eyes. The tugging on her attire had pulled it up and between her plump, soft, jiggling cheeks. Taut against her crotch.

Her alabaster complexion had turned more towards red. Her heartbeat rapidly and her head had grown fuzzy. Even her glasses had fogged up. "F-f-fwah~ Nnn~"

She hadn't considered the consequences of a smother. She was, theoretically, suffocating another woman with her body. But in reality, she was pressing her most intimate places against their face. And Gil seemed indulgent in the idea. She rubbed her face against her and made muffled sounds that filled Courage's young, sensitive, and inexperienced body with sensations she had never endured. Her mind was made malleable by Gil's indulgence. She was melting!

For Gil, Courage's arousal would become obvious. They made her knees weak and her thighs rub together. So much so that she couldn't maintain the pressure necessary to -actually- smother her opponent. She was basically just presenting herself to her rival. Shaking her hips from side to side and gently slapped Gil's cheeks with her wedgied cheeks. Every move caused the soft and plentiful flesh to ripple lewdly.

"Mmmmn~ oooohn~ F-fwah!" Her eyes fluttered behind her foggy glasses. Her muscles trembling. And each mumbled word or brushing of her features caused Courage to twitch and whine cutely. Rather than locking Gil in a smothering submission, it was Courage who found herself to be the one that was trapped!

[Arista]

Poor Courage, she couldn't smother without being on the losing-end of things... She didn't seem to be able to catch a break, not to mention, Gil wasn't making it all that easy on her...! Courage should have been in the drivers-seat, But Gil was unfazed completely by the smother, meanwhile, Courage was barely able to hold the smother...!

Gil, if she wasn't making it clear before that she was enjoying the stinkface, would make it clear as day by placing her hands on Courage's hips and leaning forward, rubbing her face deep between Courage's butt-cheeks! She moved her hands to give her foe a butt massage while she buried her face deep in her rear-end, holding the stinkface together for Courage, who looked ready to throw in the towel at any moment. She gave her butt a few light pats before returning to the massage, holding the stinkface for a good minute or two before freeing her own face, taking in a deep breath, a blush on her cheeks and a smile spread wide across her face...!

"...Not bad, Courage...!" Gil stood up behind her giving her a gentle push on the butt. "The stinkface was great, but you have to be able to hold it a little better than that, you definitely have the booty for smothering, maybe a facesit is a little easier to start with..." Gil tapped her lip, thinking to herself, as if she was evaluating Courage's performance. "...Are you alright? Your glasses are all fogged up..." Gil stepped closer to her opponent, placing her hand on her shoulder.

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Her head was spinning. Courage was left dazed and confused by the sensations pulsing through her body. Her tense glutes were soothed by Gil's hands. Massaging and kneading and drawing coos from her lips. She was meant to be smothering her opponent wasn't she? Then why couldn't she gather the strength to push back? And why was Gil so eagerly burying herself?

"Ohnnn- Nnnnn~!!!" Her moans were a mix of quiet frustration and loud arousal. Her athletic bloomers were growing super-saturated to the point that her inner thighs were now damp. Her legs trembled and she was panting hot breath. Vacant.

So much so that when Gil gave her a little shove, she toppled over! She fell forwards onto her face. Her cheek resting on the canvas as her lightless eyes gazed under the ring ropes. Drool pooled beside her open mouth. She was left face down and ass up. She was left presenting herself to Gil. Embarassing and beautiful in equal measures. Gil's dedicated attention had left the poor girl a mess. Her bottoms were so soaked that it looked like she'd wet herself. Gil knew the truth of the matter. Courage's weakspot was her butt.