Schoolgirls clash in the ring vol. 2 - Barbara vs. Fuuka!

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Barbara made Fuuka really work for that role break, each time the gi tried to reach out the idol pulled back just a little harder, giving her a jolt of pain that would test her will and resolve. But Fuuka was either very stubborn or she really did have that pain resistance she seemed so proud of, as she pushed through the idol's torture and managed to get the rope break. Barbara didn't begrudge her nor did she hold the submission for longer than she should, releasing Fuuka before rolling backwards and pushing up to her feet.

"Not too shabby!" Barbara said, "But I'm not done with you yet!" The idol reached down to grab Fuuka by her arm and collar, yanking back to pull her off the ropes and force her up to her feet. She would then reach down, scooping Fuuka up underneath her legs, then throwing her over backwards in a quick snap suplex to slam her in the middle of the ring and keep her disoriented!

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Fuuka had been expecting a bit more time to gather herself, but Barbara wouldn't allow it. When a wrestler achieves a rope break, the other wrestler just as to stop whatever attack they're doing, and usually take a step back with each foot to show that they're fully disengaging. But once they do that, it's fair game to go right back in on the attack. And judging by the fact that the ref made no objection to Barbara grabbing Fuuka and throwing her before the bluenette even stood up, the idol had managed to do that very quickly in order to keep up her pressure and aggression.

"Ah!" Fuuka gasped in surprise when Barbara grabbed her, not yet ready to defend herself from another attack. Then letting out another grunt as she hit the mat. Using her body's momentum, Fuuka rolled in the direction she was thrown. She did this to get a bit of extra distance from Barbara so she would actually have the chance to get up and get herself together before she had to deal with anymore of the idol's offense.

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Barbara quickly rolled over and pushed up to her feet after that snap suplex, not wanting to give Fuuka any chance to recover from getting slammed and stunned. The girl was proving quite the tough nut to crack, though Barbara was still confident she would get Fuuka to break. After all, she was smaller and undoubtedly weaker, it would just take a few more hits to soften her up, hits that Barbara would gladly give!

Seeing Fuuka rolling away, Barbara immediately went after her retreating body. "Oh no, you're not going anywhere!" Barbara said, stepping over before reaching down to grab Fuuka by her arm to pull her all the way up to her feet. She threw that same arm over her shoulders behind her back, before bending down to grab Fuuka behind her legs once again.

"Time for another slam!" Barbara said, attempting to lift Fuuka up before flipping her over backwards to slam her into the mats with a Cradle Suplex!

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As badly as Fuuka wanted to get away for a moment's reprieve, Barbara pursued the bluenette even harder. The idol reached Fuuka and used her leg to cut off any escape before reaching for the smaller girl's arm to slam Fuuka once more. But the bluenette would refuse to play along. Instead of coming to a stand as Barbara wanted, Fuuka would kick out her foot with a cry of, "NO!"

Fuuka's foot would find it's mark in Barbara's stomach, disrupting the idol's attack and sending her staggering back as Fuuka fell back to the floor. Finally with her time to recover from Barbara's assault, Fuuka noticed something; she was short of breath and drenched with her own sweat. While the intensity of the fight surely had a hand in that, the true culprit was clear: her outfit.

Fuuka's discomfort, once pushed from her mind to focus on the fight, came back to the forefront. When Fuuka tried to breathe, her outfit constricted her chest and neck as they attempted to expand with air. The tight fitting fabric clung to her body, gathering heat. And now that Fuuka had a moment to think, she realized her clothes were so wet with her own sweat that they were beginning to weigh her down.

Fuuka knew she needed them gone. "Hey Barbara," she called. "You're about to get your wish of getting my clothes off... At least partially. I can hardly breathe in this... I need it gone to fight." Fuuka's struggle for breath came through a bit in the pauses in her speech. "So if you promise not to take advantage of the opening, I'll just strip myself down to my bra." If Barbara agreed, Fuuka would trust her and peel off both her outer shirt and inner turtleneck with some difficulty, leaving her upper half in just a sky blue bra. She'd leave the skirt and leggings, as they weren't nearly as bad, and Fuuka didn't want to waste time.

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As Barbara got close, she suddenly saw Fuuka kick back with a donkey kick, unable to dodge in time and taking the blow right on her abs. "Ugh!" Barbara grunted, stumbling back a few steps as she clutched her stomach. Luckily she had toughened her abs just in time to absorb the blow, sucking in a deep breath afterwards to re-inflate her deflated lungs. Barbara was a bit upset when she straightened back up, eager to step in and give Fuuka some punishment for daring to strike at her, when the bluenette suddenly held up her hand to stop the idol's advance.

"Ha?" Barbara said, surprised at what Fuuka was asking her. She watched wide-eyed as Fuuka began removing her top, a grin widening upon her face as a devious idea formed in her head. "Ohhhh boy! No way would I interrupt that!" Barbara said, raising her voice, "Everyone! Let us all give our respect and undivided attention to Fuuka as she performs for us her spirited strip show!"

The idol clapped her hands above her head as the crowd roared in approval, cheering Fuuka on and demanding she remove her clothes. When Fuuka's only removed her top down to her bra, the crowd immediately turned nasty, jeering at her and making rude catcalls to try and get her to strip down further. Barbara feigned disappointment as well, looking at Fuuka with her hands on her hips.

"That's the whole show?" Barbara said with a click of her tongue, "You gotta take off more to please the crowd!" She raised her arms, eager to lock up with Fuuka again. "Let me help you get the rest of them off!"

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While Fuuka was happy that Barbara refrained from attacking her physically while she removed her clothes, she was admittedly a bit annoyed by what the idol did end up doing. An obvious play at flustering and embarrassing Fuuka by invoking the crowd and making a show of it. The bluenette's face was blushing a bit once it was visible again, but it was hidden relatively well by her face already being somewhat red from simple exertion.

"Well I can't be doing all of your work for you Barbara," said Fuuka as a retort to both her opponent and the crowd. "Consider this the free trial, with the price for anything more being taking it yourself. Though I'm confident you're more than willing to try." Fuuka was already so much more comfortable. Her body felt so much more free. It was like she had gotten a second wind for free. Fuuka couldn't help herself but stretch her arms in a big circle behind her back, puffing her chest forward as she took a deep breath before matching Barbara's stance.

"I'm feeling good right now, so how about a little wager," said Fuuka. "Test of strength. Whoever drops to a knee, or steps backwards first loses. If you win, you can take my skirt and leggings without resistance, leaving me with just my underwear. But if I win, I get the shirt you denied me at the start of the match." Assuming Barbara took the challenge, Fuuka would lock up with Barbara as she had said. A questionable decision under normal circumstances, which Fuuka understood, but she felt on right now. Bold, strong, like her body had more to give than before. Fuuka felt energy flowing through her body as she pushed. Whether Barbara could handle this boost would be determined by how much strength she could muster herself. Would the idol's natural strength advantage show through, or would the intensity she had been fighting this match with catch up to her?

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Barbara smirked at Fuuka's rebuttal, which looked so cute coming from a girl with a blushing face. Ohhh she could not wait to strip this girl entirely and embarrass her further! Fuuka's challenge made the idol giggle as she raised her hands to accept the offer. "Sounds fine by me!" Barbara said, moving in to claps hands and start the test of strength, "But only skirt and leggings though? Don't be stingy Fuuka!"

As the idol began to ramp up her strength, she still found plenty of time to muse. "Although, it would be really cute to have you fight in just your underwear..." she said, "I mean, you've got such a cute bra on after all, having you in that matching pair of panties would be just adorable! Wouldn't you agree everyone?"

The crowd roared in approval. Barbara was not planning to play fair in this contest, she hoped to leverage the crowd to distract and embarrass Fuuka, making her easier to exploit. The second the girl showed any sign of weakness Barbara would pounce! And of course Barbara would leave no openings, bearing down on Fuuka with all her strength, far more than anyone would expect from a lightweight cutie. The idol was going to crush Fuuka to the ground, and then strip her to her heart's content!

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As Fuuka tried to push through Barbara, the idol pushed hard right back. Not that Fuuka expected less, but the bluenette still believed that she could overcome. Fuuka gave a small chuckle at Barbara's second attempt at playing a mind game to fluster and weaken her, "Heh, if you hadn't already gotten me with that earlier, I bet that would've worked. But I was ready for it this time, Barbara."

This battle was strength against strength, and despite Fuuka overcoming Barbara's verbal attack, there was no guarantee at all that she'd win the test of strength. Barbara was pushing her arms back, slowly overpowering Fuuka, but not yet enough to claim victory. The bluenette would need to depend on her endurance as she often did, trying to maintain her strength long enough that the idol would tire and weaken from pushing as hard as she was. But there was only some much ground that Fuuka had to lose.

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Though Fuuka maintained a strong front in the face of Barbara's relentless pushing and teasing, the idol knew her opponent would break soon enough. And all the teasing wasn't just to mess with Fuuka, it was for the idol's enjoyment and the audience's enjoyment as well! The crowd was already on her side, cheering Barbara on to overwhelm and crush Fuuka so they could see the cutie stripped even further. Though there were more than a few cries for Fuuka to overcome Barbara as well, as many wanted to see the idol stripped and humiliated! What a bunch of two-timers!

Barbara grinned as she felt herself slowly overpowering Fuuka. "Time to up the intensity!" she said, gritting her teeth as she went all out, unleashing all her perverted desire fuelled strength upon the poor cutie trying to stand before her! Barbara flexed her back muscles, tightened her core, pumped as much energy into her arms and gave Fuuka a tremendous push. She hoped that big burt of strength would cause Fuuka to buckle, trying to drive the girl to her knees and securing her victory in this contest!

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Fuuka was just not strong enough. The bluenette pushed with everything she had and then some, but Barbara pushed back with more every time. The idol had too much of an inherent strength advantage for Fuuka's stamina to outlast or her boost to overcome. Fuuka's spike in energy and power reached its peak and started to go back down. She got pushed further and further back until Barbara made her final push and dropped Fuuka not just to her knee, but on her back.

Fuuka had been planning to win the test of strength, use that to generate momentum and more energy from that momentum, and create a self sustaining cycle until she either won or at least had an overwhelming advantage. But with Barbara overpowering Fuuka and breaking the cycle before it could start, Fuuka's energy and power plummeted. Sinking to a valley at least as low as her spike was high. The bluenette recognized that her hopes of winning her probably lost along with the test of strength.

Fuuka sat up, but made no move to stand or fight back as she honored her word to allow Barbara to strip the bluenette to her underwear. "I-," Fuuka began with heavy breath. Using the time it would take for Barbara to undress her to talk. "I'd never felt stronger physically as I had when I was pushing against you. It's why I was willing to challenge you like that in the first place. But you still bowled me over all the same. I never pushed you back once."

Fuuka's gaze would shift down to panties that matched her bra, and her now bare thighs. "After that I think it's clear that I can't really win this," Fuuka said before looking back up at Barbara with a surprisingly genuine smile. "But on the other hand, it'd be downright cowardly of me to submit right now. Don't you agree Barbara? Assuming the idol didn't try to take a bigger prize than she had won, Fuuka would stand up once Barbara was finished removed the skirt and leggings from her body. "And if I'm not giving up..." Fuuka darted forward and went low. The bluenette wanted to drive her shoulder into Barbara's stomach and wrap her arms around the idol's thighs, grabbing her skirt with each hand. By pushing Barbara's body back and pulling her legs forward, Fuuka was trying to execute a two legged takedown. And if she pulled it off, she would pull on the blonde's skirt and try it take it off her body. The first step of many to try evening this fight back up.