Gil "Arma-Gil-O" vs Wicke Sykes - Keijo Match

[SwordSavior1]

Wicke could only describe Gil's movements as a mixture between rapid evolution and survival instincts on overdrive. The brunette managed to dart faster than her old pupils could usually track. The moment she looked to the centre, a booty missile would drill into her large stomach. "Aahhhhhhh!" Heaving out due to the momentum forcing all her womanly features to jiggle.

At the same time she found herself slowly hurdling towards the edge. "Aughhhhh!" It took a while for the heavyweight to figure out a rhythm as multiple butt strikes sent Wicke on course towards supposed defeat. She couldn't exactly step aside or guard with little time gaps available, so taking a gamble she would stomp onto the platform to disorient her crafty, unpredictable foe.

[Arista]

Gil was quick, almost too quick for Wicke to handle! She was zipping around the mat past the point of predictability! She had all the advantage she needed, she was ready to finish this off with a bang, but unfortunate for her, she was about to see that speed wasn't going to save her from...

"W-woah...!" Gil stumbled! Wicke used her biggest advantage over Gil, her size! She had way more weight over Gil, and being able to use that to shake an already difficult to balance-on platform was a perfect idea to stop Gil dead in her tracks...!

[SwordSavior1]

While repeated drill shots from Gil's posterior left the heavyweight gasping, her still fresh legs literally shook up the battlefield. By bowing a bit forward and pressing her feet firmly, she managed to prevent a self-plunge through the tilt. Once the arena became level again, Wicke bought a bit more time through her disoriented opposition.

"Fascinating..." The purplette uttered as she kept an eye on Gil, while raising her leg slowly only to abruptly release another aftershock. She expected a second tilt would force the brunette to hurdle towards her current position. Provided that the cheeky smother lover wasn't able to control her journey, Wicke would perform a 90 degree turn, so Gil would pass forth fall closer to the dead zone instead. In an enclosed space and still shaking, she would be unlikely to protect herself from a sidestep nudge from the researcher!

[Arista]

Gil lost any and all balance as Wicke instead opted to play the platform rather than her foe! Using her environment to her advantage, Gil struggled to find any kind of balance! As the platform became more stable, Wicke tilted it back, forcing Gil toward her, a sure death-wish for the researcher, give then angle, it would be easy to drive her into the water, but that was far from the case...!

Gil came down like a meteor, looking to crash into Wicke and send her off the platform, but she was too near-sighted in her plan! Gil was so sure Wicke was making a blunder, that she couldn't sniff out the obvious bait until it was too late! Wicke side-stepped then gave a heavy nudge with her hips to Gil, giving just exactly what she needed for Gil lose her footing and...

"...A-ah. no-no-noooo!" Gil comically balanced by her toes on the edge before she fell into the surprisingly cold water below! She quickly resurfaced for air, drenched, and a loser...! "...That's a nasty trick...!" Gil whined, flipping her hair back, looking up now at the victor...!

[SwordSavior1]

Playing with the environment instead of around led to tremendous shake-ups. A very risky move by making her own side lead towards the descent, but foreseeing such events and gauging the ideal safe zone plus position led to Gil being the main victim. What could have been a messy draw was also prevented by Wicke taking the initiative to avoid harm and turn this into a devastating hip attack. After contact, she embarked another step forward to help regain further stability, circling her eyes to glimpse the fellow competitor. Seeing those toes dangle for just a second made Wicke ponder about an instinctive safeguard, but she could keep that under wraps as not long after only one wrestler stood on the platform.

Shorter than a regular match, but it is to be expected by a special evolution of sumo. Compared to the forced gauntlets and rounds with vigorous adversaries, engaging more on the light showbiz side was a breath of fresh air. Yet it remained a stimulating affair to try outsmart her opposition in this new terrain, especially one who bested her not long ago. As if the soggy goat wasn't clear enough, the bell rang shortly after to confirm Wicke's victory. Like with any other achievement, her cheering fans would be presented with a beaming smile and a wave in their direction. After a short lap around the circular arena, she set herself at the edge closest to the drenched Gil.

"Come here...there is plenty of space on this podium..." Calling out to her friend while bent over with her arm fully extended. Assuming Gil wouldn't want to swim and instead accept the branch so they were both standing on the platform together. However she couldn't let the brunette stand free with dampened spirits, thus Wicke drew the soaking Gil into an abrupt embrace, using the warmth stored in her enormous curves to counter the cold. "There there..." A soft, comforting voice entered the petite woman's ears as she felt Wicke caress her back. "Pardon me for my tactics. You definitely pressured my mind once again with your ahem unique attack pattern, but in this setting I became triumphant. This is supposed to be a season of bliss, so feel free to immerse in my warmth as you may my dear Gil..." After expressing gratitude towards her companion, she scooped the overwhelmed woman off her feet until they were level, so Wicke could lean forth to gift her with a friend with a soft kiss to the cheek.

[Arista]

Gil knew full well she had been bested fair and square, there was to nothing Gil could argue, her complaint was purely out of the immediate response to her own loss and shortcomings, the sting of defeat was never an easy one to bear, but she couldn't have lost to a much more capable woman...!

Wicke celebrated her victory, as she should, before she extended her arm, offering to help Gil out of her current spot, lowered down into the water...! Gil took her up on that, being pulled up by the victory and into a warm embrace, a bit of a shock at first, but a welcome one.

Gil pressed her face into Wicke's bosom, the warmth was far from the only nice thing about this, but she should put her lust aside, this was far more a sweet moment between the two. "...No need to apologize, you did what you do best, you used your head and bested me! I should have thought ahead more...!" Gil's smile returned to her face, the larger and stronger woman lifted her up, to plant a kiss onto her cheek! Blush overcame her, she was now just as warm as she would ever need to be!

"...I could learn a lot from you, I should use my head in a less literal way..." Gil chuckled, her hands brushed down lower onto Wicke's back. "Just know, I'll get the edge on you next time...!" Gil giggled, returning a kiss onto Wicke's nose. The crowd ate up the match, and the aftermath, after a short summer duel, the pair sat even against each-other, with Wicke besting Gil in the art of Keijo...!

WINNER; WICKE SYKES