Annette Tatsumi vs Heather Sunderland

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Annette stopped kicking around as Heather grabbed her arm. Heaving in and out, Anne tried to stabilize her breathing as Heather dragged her to the center of the ring. Anne tried to guess what Heather would do next. But knowing Heather... She might have an idea on what's next for her...

Looking up at Heather as she was straddled on her waist. Anne was 100% sure that what she had in mind would fit on what Heather would do next to her. A reminder on perhaps her first encounter, but now the position is turned around. As her wrists were pinned down, Anne tried to protest. "Hey! Don't put words into m--MMNFFFHH!!!" Before she could finish, Anne was silenced with Heather's breasts. "Mmmnfffmmhh!!!" Anne let out a muffled protest as she kicked her legs repeatedly, trying to fight out of the smothering hold.

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Heather grinned wide, keeping her wrists firmly pinned on the mat as she pushed her chest out as much as she could, aiming to engulf her face in those breasts. She didn't have the largest size--especially compared to this league's heavyweight division, but they were more than big enough to completely smother Annette beneath her.

"What, what's the matter?? You can give out this sort of thing, but you can't handle taking it?" She said with a smirk on her face, fighting and riding her struggles as much as she could, keeping her breasts solidly over her face, making sure to cut off her air as much as she could, wanting to really put in the pressure of the smother. "If youuuu can't handle it, you could always just tap out!"

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Anne tried to push Heather away, but it proved to be a bit difficult as she had difficulty breathing under that pressure. Anne then tried to get her foot on a steady footing, her fight fading a bit as she tried to think off a way to get off this hold. Heather taunts made Annette wanted to return the favor even more, but she have to get out of this hold first!

Anne would then try to escape by moving her hips upwards, attempting to force Heather's breasts out of Anne's face. If she succeed in her first move, she would start fighting to free her wrists from being pinned onto the mat. Trying to push Heather out from riding her waist.

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Heather thought she had her to the point of maybe even being able to beat her with this smother hold. How satisfying that would be for Heather, beating her with the hold that Annette humiliated her so with on their first meeting. She licked her lips, rubbing her chest down into her face a little more before the girl started to put her next moves into motion.

She blinkeda couple times at the feeling of her hips pushing up, fighting to try to remain over her--but it just didn't seem to be working. She clicked her tongue, her breasts steadily and slowly lifted up off of Anne's face, her grip slipping on her wrists afterwards. She grit her teeth in frustration, pushing off to just roll out of the way and off of Anne, deciding to just let her get back up and keep her distance instead of letting her possibly turn the hold around with a counter!

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Anne managed to raise her hips and subsequently moving her wrists. Fighting to free herself from Heather's hold. Before she could fully free herself however, Heather broke her hold off and rolled away. Anne laid back down to the ground, breathing in all that needed air after being suffocated.

A bit later, Anne sat up, turning towards Heather. "Don't think... I would give up... That easy..." Anne slowly rise to her feet, stumbling towards the ropes. And with the help of the ropes, she managed to stand up to her feet. "I'll make you tap! With. My. Fucking. Tits!" Trying to shake off her embarassment, she made a bold declaration in the heat of the moment.

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Heather pushed herself up onto hone knee, keeping her eyes glued on Annette as she watched her sit herself up. She saw her pull herself up with the ropes, Heather taking that cue to pick herself up fully as well, dusting herself off just a little. It was then that she heard her words, making her blush clearly before she stuck her tongue out.

"Hah! Like hell can you do that. No way in hell am I gonna tap from your breasts. Not happening." She said, crossing her arms and tapping her foot. "I'd make you tap out to my ass before you could even come anywhere close to making me tap with your breasts!" She leaned in, sticking her tongue out at her afterwards.

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Shortly after her fiery declaration, Anne could see Heather's face turning red for a bit before making her reply. Anne grinned at her confidence, blushing slightly that Heather declared to make her tap with her ass. Anne glanced down to Heather's thighs. It certainly felt nice... To be squished between those thighs...

"You do remember our first encounter don't you?" She said as she walked approaching Heather. "I'll make a repeat of that encounter." Anne gets closer to Heather, pressing herself against her purple haired opponent. "With you submitting to me!" She pushed Heather with her chest, mushing their breasts together.

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"Hmph..I remember full well our first encounter. Just because you were able to get me in that position then doesn't mean you're gonna be able to do it again--let alone make me tap out to it! I can't wait for you to just--be totally done beneath my ass, frantically tapping out for it." She pushed herself towards her a little, clenching her fists as the two pressed against eachother, their chests mashing and pressing against eachother.

"You're so gonna regret that declaration you made. Now I'm gonna make sure I'm even more fired up" She let out before just--trying to step back a little so she could ram her knee up towards her gut.

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The two's heated staredown continues. Pushing themselves against each other, their breasts mashing against each other. One could perhaps sneak in an attack to break off this staredown...

And it was Heather that strikes first, though Anne could see her knee coming. Anne quickly moved her hands so that it blocks her gut. Blocking Heather's knee from hitting her gut.

"You don't think I'd fall for the same move twice do you?" She grinned towards Heather. She would immediately hook her arms over Heather's head and under her knees before lifting and slamming Heather back first with a move that looked like a Fisherman Suplex!

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Heather grunt out a little as her knee was blocked like that, hitting the girl's hands and stopping her attack. She clicked her tongue in frustration, her little breaking of the stalemate being turned right against her. She gulped at Annette's words, holding back from any sort of response before she tried to pull herself away.

Unfortunately for Heather, Anne stopped her from doing so, pulling her right in for that Fisherman Suplex. She nearly yelled out as she was lifted up into the air, slammed down hard on her back shortly after. She grunt out, her body jolting from the impact, lying there sprawled out on the mat afterwards.