An unstoppable force and a smotherable object: Yoro "Yoyo" Yobi vs Ossi Shamar

[Kreydos]

Unsurprisingly, Yoro successfully fell backfirst onto her opponent and recieved so reprisial for it. She chuckled as she got back onto her feet and dusted her hands. Upon appraising the wreck of a human being that Ossi was, Yoyo announced the obvious. "Wow, I really laid into you today, huh?" She squatted down next to the incapaciated Arab. "Welp, guess I should finish you now. But how?.. Hmmm..." Yoro tapped her lips as she thought to herself.

Her eyes lit up and she smiled brightly when she came across a brilliant idea. "Hey Ossi?! How you wanna go out?! Boobs. Or butt... Butt. Or boobs..." She slapped the corresponding curve as she questioned Ossi. However, regardless of how she answered, Yoro replied with "butt it is then!" before she took a firm seat on her downed opponent's face. And for some extra zest, she adopted her double peace sign pose and winked at the camera while she smothered Ossi out.

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Ossi was beaten - everyone in the arena knew it. She lay at Yoro's feet, only able to listen helplessly to the woman's cheery mocking of the Syrian. She groaned in dismay as Yoro seemed to give her the option of how she wanted to be put out of her misery. Not that Ossi would have chosen - even now she clung to some semblance of pride. However, the question was hardly genuine, and Yoro soon made her own decision, stepping over the downed jobber in position for a facesit smother.

"N-no...MPPGHH!" Ossi's pitiful protest was quickly cut off as Yoro's curvy rear was panted squarely on the defeated Arab's face, reducing her world to darkness.

She struggled momentarily, her legs sliding weakly across the canvas, back arching and her gloved hands pawing feebly at Yoro's thighs. In her current state, however, there would be no escape for Ossi and in a matter of seconds she slumped back onto the canvas with a whimper. Her arms and legs flopped to the ground and she capitulated utterly, having been comprehensively outmatched in every way by Yoro in this encounter.

"Hnnh... mmnhhhhhhhh..." With a final sigh of defeat Ossi went limp, crashing into unconsciousness once more and earning yet another loss for her disastrous LAW career...

[Kreydos]

Underneath her ass, Yoro felt Ossi squirm and writhe but her efforts were so feeble that they were barely noticeable, let alone warranted any sort of response. As such, Yoyo just resumed posing until her opponent's struggles stopped altogether, though she kept her butt firmly secured on the heiress's face when the referee came by to confirm the knockout.

Yoro was soon declared the winner and her music blasted through the speakers, prompting her to pump her fist in celebration. "~Yatta! I won!~" Then she jogged around the ring while holding up her peace signs, literally running victory laps around her defeated foe. Meanwhile, the referee worked on easing the snoozing Ossi back into consciousness.

[arktriumph]

Out cold once more, Ossi cut a pathetic figure as Yoro circled her, soaking in the cheers of the fans and thoroughly displaying how little effort she had put in to utterly obliterate the Arab beauty in the ring. As Yoro celebrated the referee tried to wake her up to confirm the result and officially end the match.

"Nghh... what...?" Ossi burbled as the referee finally coaxed the defeated heiress back to consciousness. It took a few seconds for her to remember what had happened, unpleasant memories flooding back of Yoro's ass being pressed down on her to consign her to another crushing loss. "No... not again."

With a moan of dismay she flapped the referee away and rolled onto her side, before slowly and laboriously clambering to her feet. Hoots and jeers of derision rained down on her while Yoro continued circling the Syrian beauty. Her cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment and with a snort of fury she staggered towards the ropes, hoping to beat a hasty retreat from this latest disaster in the ring...

[Kreydos]

(Un)fortunately for Ossi, her attempts to leave the ring did not go unnoticed by Yoro. "Ossi!" She exclaimed as she rushed over to her beaten foe. "Thanks for the awesome match, it was so much fun!" Without skipping a beat, she wrapped her arms around the Arab and hugged her. "Even if the way I finished you was a bit vanilla, I still had a great time!" Yoyo obliviously let out one last innuendo as she tightened the hug, unknowingly crushing the weakened and fatigued Ossi.
"Welp, ~buh-bye.~" Eventually, Yoro would break her unintentional bearhug and jog her way out of the ring, waving everyone goodbye and giving out high fives as she left.

[arktriumph]

Ossi staggered towards the ropes on unsteady legs, her head still swimming from the smothers and the other relentless power moves that Yoro had inflicted upon her. She wobbled her way to the ropes, trying to ignore the jeers that assailed her from all sides, but before she could beat an ignominious retreat from the ring, she suddenly found herself swept up in a breathless, squeezing hug!

"Ughhh..." she moaned as she once again found herself pinioned in Yoro's grip, but this time the other wrestler wasn't even trying to hurt her. "Hnnh... please... let me go..." she wheezed as Yoro babbled excitedly. The other woman ignored Ossi effectively, squeezing her tight and almost accidentally knocking the heiress unconscious yet again.

Ossi was spared that humiliation when Yoro released, leaving the Arab beauty to flop forward onto the top rope with a gasp of relief. Then Yoro was gone, bounding off with insufferable glee at having defeated Ossi soundly in the match.

With her cheeks crimson with embarrassment, her body aching and her pride bruised, Ossi clambered awkwardly out of the ring and dragged herself up the ramp, towards the safety of the locker rooms where she could lick her wounds after yet another catastrophic defeat...

WINNER: YORO YOBI 2-0 by SMOTHER KNOCKOUT