ViVi's condescension: Idol Envy

[Hagen-Autem]

“What!?”

The pinkette was both offended and surprised by her opponent’s condescension. Meanwhile, the idol continued to position her face-up on the mat. ViVi was still hogtied, leaving her back arched and her abdomen tense.

She was caught in quite the predicament. Partly because she wanted to remain gracious, yet at the same time while selfishly enjoying Tsubasa’s body and her fanservice. But hearing it from her opponent, who dared to lecture her about choosing her words more carefully, was more than insulting to a blue-blooded girl like her, especially since it was Oribe who had hinted at it first! But none of that mattered, because while she stammered, trying to formulate a response, Tsubasa had already sat down on her chest, pinning her beneath her weight with her soft, rounded rear.

The idol’s weight pressed down on ViVi, tightening the knot that held her wrists and ankles together.

“T-that’s not… I mean! Ah! Wait, wait, this isn’t the time for—uugk, UHG, Gack! Guough!”

And so, before ViVi could stop rambling, the idol’s fist landed on her abdomen. As tense and slender as it was, it did nothing to help the hostess’s dignity. Each soft blow sank deep, driving into her taut midsection, shaking the pinkette’s curves and making her thin, fair skin tremble. Her cheeks puffed out every time the air was forced out of her by the impacts. And her eyes began to cross with some of them, ruining the elegance of her face with a pained expression.

ViVi was a fighter who was very concerned about her body but had no interest in strengthening her midsection, since she always imagined herself putting others in holds rather than being submitted to. Oribe was showing her just how important it was not to let her guard down here. And this had already been too much. Her embarrassment outweighed her pride.

“Gugh! UH-GUG! PLEA--.” She pleaded, shaking her head as if she wanted to hide her face. “This is already… too much.” Her entire face was flushed red by this point. “I give...”

She added that last part, as though it even mattered anymore. By now, embarrassment and pleasure had become evenly matched, and she'd rather surrender than risk letting any compromising sound escape her lips.

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Tsubasa casually yet forcefully pounded her fists down onto ViVi's belly. The pinkette seemed to be caught in something of a cycle of giving the green light for Tsubasa to continue beating her up, but then immediately regretting it once the beating actually starts up. Only this time, ViVi actually did something about it, ending the match by giving up to the idol.

The referee called for the bell, and Tsubasa stood up with a fist raised towards the ceiling. The crowd cheered for her, but they seemed upset with ViVi. Chants of "Smo-ther K-O! Smo-ther K-O!" rang out in the crowd. With all the work that the blunette had put in with her most tantalizing weapons, it seemed that the audience had come to expect they would also be used to finish ViVi off. Some in the crowd even yelled that ViVi was weak and a coward for quitting before Tsubasa could end her with a smother.