Clara Gaster vs Clara Kennedy - Bedroom Submissions vs Smothers match!

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February 14th 2018

As Clara stopped at the apartment complex, she felt her heart running out of control. The match today was one of a completely new experience to her. She wondered whether this was how Alice felt before her first deathmatch...but the thoughts of her adopted sister would soon burrow deep into the back of her mind as her mind was cast to the contest at hand.

A few weeks ago, she had her wondrous date with Clara Kennedy, where the 2 lightweights agreed to a bedroom match, with Clara Gaster's submission being put to a challenge against Clara Kennedy's smothers from her big bust...

A softcore experience such as this was slightly scary to the chuuni, but with the match not being recorded by any means, and being a private affair between the 2 girls made it slightly less frightening...

...and then, a LAW booker ended up overhearing her conversation with Ms. Kennedy on the phone.

The lady booker pestered the Shadow Lord about recording the match everyday since then. A massive paycheck, she said, alongside an increased fanbase, with a lot of people wishing to see the maskless Shadow Lord in compromising...and lewd...positions.

More money and popularity was well and good for the Shadow Lord...but the thought of appearing in her underwear in front of the whole world while wrestling on the bed with a girl she really really liked? This was a hard no from her. In addition, if her parents were to see this match, they would pull her out of Japan right away, and likely ban her from doing wrestling...ever.

...but then, the lady booker offered a compromise. This match wouldn't be televised or even advertised...but still recorded as a DVD extra for LAW's Best of Weekly DVD coming in Spring...with her name being put as a different one to avoid her parents from finding out on the internet. Likely: "CDG", or the like, from her initials.

Knowing that the lady booker wouldn't stop pestering her...and even worse, possibly allowing the recording of the match through the window of a nearby building against her wishes, Clara finally conceded.

With that, a camerawoman would arrive shortly before the scheduled bout, turning the previously private affair into a LAW "promoted" one (even if said promotion was a blurb on a DVD saying - Bedroom match between 2 of the Top LAW Lightweights).

With her heart beating out of control faster and faster, she made her way to Clara's and Melody's floor, and made her way towards their apartment, with a small closed bag in hand.

...once she made her way to the apartment, she stood staring at the door for a full minute.

Her mind was in complete whirlwind:

"What if mom and dad find out?"

"What if Alice finds out?"

"What would your trainers say?"

"You will never live it down"

"Something might go wrong..."

But, in the middle of all her worries, she remembered her lover's cute smile, and kindhearted attitude to this battle. She wanted to make her happy with this cute, lewd battle, win or lose. The rest didn't matter. If they wanted to talk...

"Then let them talk!", she said her thoughts outloud, as she ringed on the door of her brunette namesake's house...

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"Ugh where is it....?"

The gasp of distress was accompanied with a frantic fumbling and rummaging. Draws slammed, wardrobe doors clunked and loud exhalations continued. Clara Kennedy was on a mission. She was searching for the perfect attire for her upcoming match with the girl she simply adored, her namesake, Clara Gaster. A multitude of bras and panties flew through the air toward the door, each shake of the head came with a groan

"Come on...."

Suddenly a voice interrupted the search

"What's up boobzilla??"

It was Melody, Clara's cocky arrogant housemate who was being her usual self. She bent down and picked up a bra stretching it out as wide as it would go.

"Holy shit boobs, how the hell do you get up in the morning?" She would go on with more insult that Clara tried to ignore. "What are you doing anyhow?"

Clara stopped and turned with a scowl, her large bare breasts for all to see. "I am getting ready for my match, with.... with *Clara Gaster* Her voice was quiet as it dawned on Clara that she would be getting up close and personal with her lover.

The smile grew across Mel's face before she erupted in glee.

"HAHAHA OMFG I forgot yeah.... So what's the plan with Supernerd, you gonna let her sit on your face??"

Clara immediately blushed and shook her head in the weakest protest as her mind entertained the proposition. Mel continued to laugh and Clara lost her patience with the rocker.

"Out OUT OUT!!!"

Clara rushed and bundled Mel out of the room. The rocker smirked as the door slammed just at the moment the doorbell went. She stomped off downstairs and reached answer the door. As soon as she saw Clara GASTER she laughed.

"Oh hey Supernerd! Let me guess, you are here for fumble with boobzilla?"

She stepped aside, well rather she turned and left Clara to enter the house. Meanwhile Mel plonked back down on the sofa and picked up the PS4 controller.On the screen she was playing an advance copy of "Fire Pro Wrestling World" - The match was using the LAW DLC so Mel was keen to show off. She selected her own character and then picked GASTER. Of course, Mel was playing it on super easy level with hardly any health for GASTER

"Oh you'll like this, look...."

Within moments Mel's avatar hit her finisher and the video game GASTER found herself pinned from Mel's hurricanrana pin. The rocker smirked and made a sly comment, "Bet you'll get similar tonight upstairs.... haha! Just in case you didnt know, boobzilla is waiting, first room on the left"

She grinned sarcastically and nodded toward the stairs.

Clara meanwhile had heard the door and quickly got ready. She had found her very special bra and panties set and slipped them on. It was a silky green, smaller than usual to leave nothing to the imagination of Clara's heaving breasts. She had however made a special adjustment, on the rear, just above Clara's generous cheeks was the word, "submit" - it was cute joke given GASTER's skill at submissions, should the opportunity arise, Clara Kennedy knew her assets might just give her lover a pleasurable tap out.

Clara disappeared into the room with a very large bed, soft, springy and perfect for a tussle with her lover. Even though this was being filmed, it would be a special occasion.

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Clara really...really wished she had gotten rid off Melody for the night. Asked her to grab snacks for the 2 of them, sent her off to a meet up with Harley...

...anything but actually having the loudmouthed rocker open the door, and make fun of her prior to the match.

Luck wouldn't be on her side that day, as Melody would indeed be the one to open it, already making fun of both her's and her roommate's match tonight. Suddenly, all the nervousness prior to the match came rushing back...

Still, Melody would be a gracious host, easily allowing the Shadow Lord to enter...

...while she herself plopped onto a sofa, and picked up a PS4 controller, connected to a PC via a USB, while the PC itself was connected to a large TV set, which had Fire Pro Wrestling World turned on on it, having the recently released, LAW licensed DLC on it!

"H-hey! That's..."

She was about to say, before Melody chose both herself and GASTER to have a match, specifically setting the match's AI level to the lowest possible one.

"Ummm.."

A second later, Mel's char would easily beat the Shadow Lord with a quick Hurricanrana pin, somehow even getting a first move CRITICAL message! The 3 count was done, making this the shortest FPWW match Clara had ever seen...which was quickly followed by Mel's snide comment, the Brit blushing the reddest possible colour there was.

"Ehm...wait...I am not ready...", she would speak in half a whisper, as if afraid that her lover might hear:

"I need a room, preferably with a large mirror...", she would say, looking at Melody with pleading eyes as she, somehow, found an even redder tinge to blush with...

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Mel was loving every moment of Clara's discomfort. She wasnt a mean girl or particularly disliked her guest, Mel just couldnt help herself. She stopped her game to answer Clara who looked pleadingly at the rockstar.

"Oh fine.... use my room, through there..."

She nodded to the closed door that was to the left, and proceeded to get up. Mel pushed past Clara and opened turned the handle, she would lean up against the doorframe and curl a finger to beckon Clara to enter. She also felt a number of sarcastic comments bubble up and simply had to prolong th awkwardness

"Come in super zero.... ya know... we could make this a handicap match. Yes, that sounds awesome. I could totally hold you down while boobzilla smothered the life out of you with those massive udders... hahaha. What do you say?"

The comment was set to embarrass the girl as much as possible. Mel would stand there so Clara had to brush past her and ensure bodily contact with either her breasts or body.

"Then again, OMG yeah, a tag team match....get a partner... and.. and...."

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"Ah! Thank you!", GASTER's eyes lit up, as she tried going up the stairs, heading for Melody's room...

...only for the loudmouth rocker to push past her, hurrying towards her door quickly, before opening it, beckoning the chuuni in...

"Aaaauuuh...she...is going to watch me change...?"

Ever since Clara's discovery of being into girl's last year, she has had a hard time changing when anyone was around, man or woman. So Melody standing at the entrance, likely to keep giving her clever quips, kept her blush on as she made her way into the room, brushing past Melody's bust to further embarrassment.

As the Brit set her bag on the floor, in order to get clothes from it, the rocker proceded to mention her own ideas about the match, causing Clara to pause with getting out her outfit for the match.

...but when Melody mentioned the tag idea, Clara got an idea of her own into her head.

"That's a wonderful idea, Mels!", she would say, in a suddenly excited voice: "In fact...I have a partner in mind already! No one you heard of before, obviously...just a cute lightweight by the name of...Harley Jackson?", she told Melody, sticking her tongue out at the rocker.

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Mel was simply loving this. She didnt hate GASTER, far from it. She actually admired the girl for her in ring talent and abilities, however Mel would NEVER admit this to her. She smirked as GASTER squirmed past her and felt uncomfortable from the expected voyeuristic implication of Mel's lurking. Mel hung by the doorframe and folded her arms, even going as far as to let her tongue run over her top lip, clearly enjoying the sight of GASTER, and the Chunni hadnt even started to strip off yet.

The rocker was about to speak again when GASTER started to talk.

Soon enough the sass drained from Mel. Harley... Harley Jackson. That lightweight that had Mel wrapped around her finger. The flush came across Mel's cheeks and she stuttered.

"Harley? Um.... But she isn't... I mean.."

More thoughts ran around the rockers head. Those wide hips, those chunky thighs, and most of all, that erotic sensual facesit that Harley had subjected Mel to in the lightweight war. That very PUBLIC facesit!

Mel coughed and blurted out a comment

"Just... just dont touch my stuff!!"

With that the disappeared from the room and in a whirlwind, grabbed her leather jacket from the chair. She flung it on and made a beeline for the door. In a very fast and garbled voice, she called out

"Hey, Boobs, going out, OK Back later. Bye!"

The door slammed and now GASTER was on her own in the house, ready to make her way to Clara's bedroom where the pair would not be disturbed by Mel

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Clara couldn't help but smirk as she pressed on the rocker's weak spot. She even let out a chuckle at seeing the loudmouthed woman melt into a blushing mess before her at mentioning Harley's name...

"I won't!", she would let out after Mels, before the rocker ran out, saying good bye to her roommate, and leaving. She didn't think Harley's name would be so powerful for Mels that it would run her out her own room!

Letting out a sigh after the funny situation, the raven-haired chuuni took a look at the closed door opposite to Melody's...

Before closing her door to get ready.

She stood in front of Mels's large mirror in the room, as she opened her bag, and got her attire for the match out...

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A few moments later, Clara Gaster, clad in a white robe covering whatever she was wearing underneath, exit Melody's room. Right when she was about to knock on her lover's room and enter...

DING DONG!

She heard a ring bell on the apartment's main entrance!

In a moment, Clara realized who that was.

Although it felt off inviting a relative stranger to the house of the girl she loved...she had no choice as she and the brunette signed the contract. There was no going out of it now.

She opened the door to find a camerawoman with her equipment in tow!

"Come in! Upstairs, first door to the left! Don't enter until I tell you...", she would whisper to the woman, before finally making her way towards her lover's private room...

Her heart was beating out of it's chest, she was as red as a tomato, and there was no going back from the match her and her lovely namesake were going to have right now!

Lightly knocking on her lover's door, she would ask: "Sweetie? May I come in?"

[RiotGrrl]

Clara had no idea of the fuss between her love and her obnoxious flatmate downstairs, had she been privy to it, no doubt she would have jumped right in for the double team against Mel, and many lewd comments about Harley Jackson. She remained upstairs casually fixing and re-fixing her underwear. Her big breasts bounced as she pulled on her bra straps and her panties stretched and struggled against her wide hips and thick thighs. Clara puffed her hair and a small smile crawled across her lips. She looked as good as she could, although inside she was so nervous, she felt like calling the whole thing off. After all it was a match, a lewd personal match with her crush, but at least no one would see it.....

The knock on the door and the soft voice sent a tremble along Clara.

This was it, the moment. THE moment!

She reached for the handle and opened the door with a big smile on her face.

"Hey you...."

No words followed as the French busty beauty caught sight of the LAW camera team. She paused for a moment glancing between her love and the certainty that everyone across the LAW universe would be party to their lewdness. The silence was uncomfortable, and Clara forced herself to speak

"Ahhh, well come in. I didnt know that this would be so.... public....."

She quickly followed up, clearing in the mood to tease her lover a little more.

"I guess I can find a way to cover your face if you get too embarrassed hehe"

Clara gabbed her huge breasts and lifted them to give another bounce before she sat down on the bed and patted the space next to her for Clara G to join her. The full sight of her lovers curves was not lost on the busty maiden. She was eager to see what Clara was wearing.

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The sight of her lover almost melted Clara's heart...however, Ms Kennedy would notice the elephant in the room the chuuni brought in...

The silence was deafening between Clara, Clara and the camerawoman. Finally, her lover chose to speak out:

"Y-yeah...couldn't get one of the booker's take her mind off the chance to see the 2 of us tussling on the bed...", Gaster would bite her lip, a faint blush of many for tonight appearing on her pale skin...

"Th...thanks, sweetie...", she held her cheeks in her hands as the brunette made her large pair bounce a bit, feeling her own skin rising in temperature on her palms. There was no beating around the bush, the brunette looked stunning in her attire, fully accenuating her curvy figure, even if it did look a bit tight in some places...

Upon seeing Clara sit down, and offering her space on her bed, the Shadow Lord would would shake her head:

"Mmm-mm...not yet, lover..."

She slowly closed the door behind her, leaving the confused camerawoman outside for the moment...

And seductively turning at her brunette sweetheart, as she unbuttoned the light silky robe covering her attire...

She slowly spun around, making sure Clara drank in her young, light figure...

...before releasing her arms from the constrains of her robe to reveal the yellow bra she wore underneath, holding in her much much smaller C-cup chest compared to Clara...

...and, finishing unbuttoning her robe, she let it loose completely, revealing her yellow panties...

...which, upon a slow turnaround, revealed a cute smiley symbol of GASTER's mask on her butt!

The custom underwear took a lot of time and money to make...but she wished it was worth it!

Standing with her back to Ms. Kennedy, she lightly turned her torso, trying to make sure her butt and chest were fully visible by her lover:

"So...what do you think?", Clara would ask, as red as she could be from her entrance for Clara...

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Clara felt a little unease at the match being so public, but not for herself, it was for her love Clara G. The busty French maiden knew about public displays having been humiliated and smothered by her former employer, Chloe. Clara Kennedy didnt care too much for what people thought of her nor what people wanted to do, apart from her namesake. She would be mortified if Clara G was embarrassed, she knew that Clara had way too much to lose and a very sensitive situation with her parents. All Clara K wanted was to make her lover happy, to protect her, and yes, to get up close and tease her love with those assets that had gained the French wrestler a small but loyal following.

A look of confusion came across Clara's face when she refused to sit down, but the cloud soon evaporated as she ushered the camera crew out of the room.

"Ummm.. so its not public?"

Clara watched on as her lover started to disrobe.

"Oh...."

She squirmed on the bed, her large chunky thighs coming together to fidget and rub as she tried to resist the urge to make a lewd example of herself. Her heart beat quicker, pupils dilating with every slip and descent of the material. Clara G's flesh was a pure as her heart, a flawless Goddess like display that melted Clara'Kennedy's reservations. It seemed her lover was here to play! The outfit was delectable, a delightful yellow ensemble that flaunted her lovers natural beauty. She could never admit it, but with every lip bite, Clara K was getting more and more turned on. As Clara G turned, the French wrestlers eyes trailed to her lovers peachy bottom.

"OH!"

She caught sight of the mask print.

"OMG... thats... you... but.... !"

Clara K was temporarily lost for words. Then she spoke, without thinking....

"I guess if you sit on my face, I still get to kiss your lips...."

Immediately the comment, and its lewd nature of interpretation caught up with the French girl. She went bright red and was breathing heavier as she tried to cover her admission of wanting her lover to be literally on top!

"Wait I mean... your face, the... print... oh GAWD!"

Clara squinted her eyes and shook her head a little and lay back on the large soft mattress. It wasnt a sign of submission as such, although she would have no problems starting from such a position if her lover wanted to pounce, it was more the rising chuckle that was bubbling inside of her. Camera or not camera, this was going to be a night to remember and she blurted out another tease, looking to increase the tension

"Hmmmm so do I smother you first, or let you think you can get the upper hand... decisions decisions... hehe!"