Did Not Sign Up For This... [Sophia Wolfe Vs Octavie]

[thesteedman]

Sophia was certainly a sight for the eyes, it was a wonder why she always covered her legs with Gi pants or trousers at all. Her legs were perfect, her skin flawless and well oiled. Given how hard she kicked, it was easy to see there was a lot of power behind those deadly limbs, yet they remained more on the slender side rather than overly buffed, yet remaining well defined. Octavie could see how dangerous they were full well now, and knew she would have to take care not to be ensnared by her legs despite how alluring the concept was.

Sophia's angelic features were reddened with shame and embarresment. All at once, Sophia was clad in little now, wearing only a sports bra and thin boyshorts, allowing the oils to drench her exquisite and to die for form. Her hair was damp, her skin glistened... this was not a form of combat Sophia was used too, nor was she used to being exposed in such a manner despite it being common place within the LAW. As Octavie lashed with the balled up and sodden Gi pants, Sophia was able to smack them out of the way before they could slop onto her face... that said, it still gave the opening Octavie needed, she she sprawled herself over Sophia, the two coming back into contact.

With Sophia's form mostly exposed, it was a lot more sensual now, with Octavie managing to straddle over Sophia's hips. Sophia gasped out, trying to push free, slipping in the oil! She was in trouble! She woud have to rally or Octavie would dominate her.

[TheManVan]

Sitting on top of Sophia as she slowly stripped away her layers of dignity, Octavie was feeling pretty proud of herself at the sight. The girl had nothing to be afraid of with that wonderful body of hers to show of. But clearly and definitely she was nowhere near the beauty that Octavie herself was, no matter how toned her body was or how sleek her skin was, she was never going to be on her level of beauty!

"Ah ha ha ha haha ha! Look at you! Squirming around like a worm!" Octavie laughed, ignoring how Sophia batted away her balled up clothing and more focused on her own amusement, she couldn't help but find the situation humorous at Sophia's predicament, pinned underneath her in just her bra and panties on this oiled up mat. Her opponent attempted to escape from underneath her, pushing on her hips to try and slide Octavie off.

The busty Octavie would not allow her victim to escape her so easily, reaching down to grab onto Sophia's hands to disrupt her attempt while sliding her legs back with a grin on her lips as she dropped her massive chest on to Sophia's to splash her!

[thesteedman]

Octavie was winning with her mind games, and now Sophia was left in little clothing with her entire form doused in oils. Her attempts to slip free were denied by the more experienced Octavie who was quick to capture her hands with her own, looking to bind her against the ground. Her own oiled up form began to slide and grind against her own, their bare midriff's pressing together as Octavie groaned in displeasure, feeling her bare legs entwine with her own, further teasing and humiliating her. She continued to try and sap the strength out of her, and began to add to her efforts as she raised her body upwards, before slamming her chest and stomach down hard against her own.

Sophia gasped out, feeling the air leave her lungs as Octavie was set on smothering her body with her own, no doubt enjoying the sensuality of the situation and all the contact. Her chest dominated her own, her bare midriff grinded and slid up against Sophia's, making for quite the sight as the fans continued to cheer on no doubt at the sensual looking display. Sophia gasped breathlessly, finding herself trapped. Despite her mind being erratic with the dire situation, she was at least still able to fabricate a plan of action. She waited for Octavie to attempt to splash her one more time, before she looked to twist her form in an attempt to try and get from below her before she could splash her again.

[TheManVan]

Rising up as she prepared to bomb Sophia once again with her massive breasts backed by her body, she was left with disappointment and discomfort as there was nothing to cushion her fall but the oily mat. "Mmmmph!" Octavie let out, her weight squishing down on her chest and heaving the air out of her.

Her features scrunched as she pushed herself up on her fours, one arm reaching up to cover her tits. "Why you little...how dare you move!" she snarled as she began to turn to face Sophia. But she was sluggish, her breath slowed for a moment as it left herself vulnerable as the fans began to rumble more loudly with Sophia beginning to pull momentum into her side!

[thesteedman]

Sophia looked out of sorts. This kind of match was not her forte at all. She hated how exposed she was, how her well tuned form was now doused in oil after Octavie humiliated her in the ring with her sensual, smothering and squeezing style of wrestling. None the less, a testament to the reputation of Sophia Wolfe... she was still fighting back despite being crushed physically and mentally. Even with her back to the wall, the German wrestler was always dangerous. Whilst this was not her style of wrestling, she was quick witted and surprisingly adaptable.

She managed to get free of the oppressing body smother, managing to find a semblance of balance as she repositioned herself. She was poised to strike, but given her lack of experience in oil wrestling, she was acutely aware an attempt to kick Octavie might not be the best option. It would put her off balance, killing her momentum and allowing Octavie to counter and no doubt bring her in for more body to body draining grapples. If she was going to win this... regrettably she would have to fight on Octavie's level. Sliding herself, Sophia still opted for a strike... but not as deadly, looking to sweep her legs as she slid through the oil. If all went well, Sophia would look to try and capture Octavie's head or body between her own legs, looking to apply a scissor hold upon her!

The purpose was twofold... to capture Octavie and squeeze the living daylights out of her... but mostly to regain her own composure, as Sophia was left breathless and still looking to regain some element of composure given what she had been through so far.
"How dare I?! How dare you!! This was not... the style of match we were booked to wrestle!!" Sophia gasped out... though as retorts went, it was pretty terrible.

[TheManVan]

With her opponent's uneasy movement in the oil and her inexperience, Octavie felt that she still had the advantage despite Sophia managing to escape her clutches momentarily. She found no reason to think about approaching safely, just wanting to get her hands back around her opponent to resume squeezing the life out of her! Sliding forward, Octavie's knees slid across the oily surface to swiftly close the distance between the two of them, ignoring the possibility of a counter attack.

Rather than seizing Sophia, she instead found herself being the one caught! Her eyes widened as the toned and powerful legs of her opponent snapping tight around her head! "Mmmmmmmphhhhh!!!" she let out, the pressure quickly encapsulating her head and squishing it between the now bare thighs of her opponent as she brought her hands up to try and pry them free.

But the oil that was her idea worked against her, unable to gain any traction on the slippery skin as she tried to pull herself away only for her knees to slip out from underneath her and falling onto her side!