Navigating the Ring: Kanako Sawatari vs Fuuka Yamagishi

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Fuuka finally got the reaction she was looking for. Her Banana Split was having an undeniable effect on Kanako. Her legs and hips definitely wouldn't be at 100% for the rest of the match. If Fuuka could bring that number down low enough that she would have physical dominance across their lower bodies, then she was home free. Of course, the ring wasn't some math equation to be solved. Their was no video game stat UI that told Fuuka how much damage Kanako had taken, or how they compared now. She just had to keep pushing forward until it was enough.

But that made Fuuka start to wonder. If she was going to keep pushing anyways, then why not push for everything right here? It wasn't normally her style, but the Banana Split was clearly having a strong effect on Kanako. And though she was thrashing hard against Fuuka, bucking your hips wasn't the way out of this hold. Either Kanako didn't know how to escape, or she was in too much pain and distress to control herself and execute a proper escape or reversal.

That realization is what made Fuuka believe that right here and now, she could turn Kanako's fist pounding on the mat into an open palm of submission. Fuuka would twist herself. Her upper body she'd roll in towards Kanako, pushing one hip up. Her legs, Fuuka would turn away from Kanako's body, pulling the other hip down. Fuuka was both adding even more distance to the stretch Kanako's legs were suffering, as well as adding an extra dimension to the strain by now twisting Kanako's hips apart on top of pulling them. There could be now mistaking it, Fuuka was going for the kill right here and now.

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In her desperation to be free of the Banana Split Kanako would try to brute force her way out of the hold by bucking her hips, but with her legs completely captured by her slightly smaller opponent she couldn't generate anything even resembling enough power to throw her off; she'd probably need to be twice Fuuka's size for that to be remotely possible. For once using her butt wasn't the way forward for Kanako! Fuuka would punish Kanako for choosing the wrong move by intensifying the hold even further, earning another screech of pain from Kanako as she shook her head from side to side. Was she seriously trying to finish a wrestling match with the first hold!?! Who does that!?!

The realisation that Fuuka was trying to finish her off here and now would spur Kanako to cease her attempts to buck her way free, and instead she'd force herself to take a deep breath and think more clearly. The fact that Fuuka had rolled her body closer gave Kanako the idea to sit up so that she'd be in reach of a strike. This was easier said than done however as she essentially had to lift up her entire body with only her core strength, but Kanako wasn't a skinny idol anymore and she was able to rise up and perch over Fuuka's body. Shaking with effort Kanako would raise her arm up and throw an elbow strike at Fuuka's chest, if the bluenette didn't want to get hit she'd have to release Kanako's legs to dodge the hold; and if she got hit then the pain would probably make her let go anyway, so the choice was hers.

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Unfortunately for Fuuka, Kanako survived the hold long enough to either come up with or remember the proper method of escaping the Banana Split. As the shadow of Kanako's body came over her own, Fuuka knew that her hope of winning in one move was likely quashed. But as Kanako came down onto her with an elbow, Fuuka realized it wasn't dead yet.

"Rrn!" Fuuka grunted on impact, but was largely unbothered. Fuuka was never that strong by the standards of a wrestler. But even at her weakest, she was always a wall. Able to endure blows that would handily drop better wrestlers. If Kanako was going to try to beat Fuuka into letting go, then the blunette may just be able to hold out yet. But the truth was clear; Fuuka still was not that strong. Pushing Kanako back in a lock up was one thing, but if the former idol ever decided to take both her hands and start trying to pry Fuuka's arms loose, the blunette would not be strong enough to resist. After that, Kanako would have her arm, and a great position to go on the counterattack. Fuuka needed to make a shift before Kanako's thinking caught up to her own.

So the next time Kanako would swing her arm down at Fuuka to strike, she would counter by letting go of the leg to grab the former idol's arm. Fuuka would then try to push up into Kanako and force her back onto her back. Then the blunette would try using Kanako's tactics against her, throwing her body forward to get her chest onto the brunette's face. If she got this far, Fuuka would finish by taking Kanako's arm that she had already caught and lock it into a Kimura. Thus completing a Kimura Breast Smother submission smother combination hold.

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After finally taking a second to think her way through the Banana Split Kanako would raise herself up and drive an elbow right into Fuuka's chest, hoping to dislodge her tormentor and finally free herself from this torturous hold. Which was why Kanako would feel more than a little panicked when her blow was absorbed into Fuuka's chest with little effect other than a grunt! Kanako had thought that elbow would finally give her a chance to fall back and rest her legs, so seeing that she was still trapped rattled her and prompted her to desperately throw another elbow to dislodge her. This turned out to be a very predictable response however, as Fuuka was able to catch it easily and use the leverage to shove Kanako back!

Kanako tried to recollect herself now that she was free of the hold but was given no time to as Fuuka leapt upon her and planted her breasts on her face! Suddenly Kanako was given a chance to get a closer look at those breasts that confounded her earlier; but she didn't exactly want it to be like this! With her inability to see anything other than the turquoise of Fuuka's top Kanako would not be able to properly respond as the technician locked her arm into a Kimura, prompting the brunette to let out a muffled cry into Fuuka's breasts. Fuuka seemed determined to put Kanako's body through a submission seminar, and if she had her way attendance would be mandatory!