With a Little Yelp from Her Friend: Louise Bélair vs Natsuki & Yuri

[Malkavia]

"UUUhhhhfff—"

The sound Yuri heard exhale from her own mouth reminded her of an old-fashioned fire—the kind used to blow air into disintegrating flames. Natsuki, meanwhile, gave one last heave, then crumpled. Her movements after that were spiderlegs against Yuri's side. Ticklish. Weak. Barely perceived.

By the time Lou got around to playing with Natsuki's head, the smaller woman was a barely conscious lump of clay between the two much larger women. As her head flopped to the side, her lips came free of Yuri, and took a long, wet inhale.

"Bleeeegh..." Drool ran down Yuri's side.

"Mmmm, there there Nat..." Yuri squeaked through the pressure of two women on her ribs. She patted the girl's side...Or tried to. Her arms, pinned against the floor, could really only tap Natsuki's thigh. Alas, thought Yuri, before letting her eyes roll up to Lou...

She was in good humour. Laughing. Light mockery.

It will be much worse in the ring. There, they'd have an audience to egg them on. Achievements to rip from the much weaker girls' tender bodies...

Did you hear that bitches?

A pox on Yuri's capacity to anticipate and thereby call into being worse predicaments. A whine escaped her throat.

Although.

her eyebrows knitted. A thought. If Lou took too long to reach her mark...could she be disqualified? Could this whole thing be escaped on the glittering, glorious edges of a NO CONTEST?

Yuri's eyes sliiiiid back to Lou. Her heart accelerated, and she felt the growing sense of dread burn in her cheeks like a hot electric current. Even so. She wrapped her arms around Lou's leg, locked in a gable grip, and squeezed—just as Natsuki began to blearily raise her sticky cheek from Yuri's tit.

"Grab her Nat!"

"Whaaaa—?"

"I SAID G-GRAB HER...DAMNED LEG!!"

"...How?"

Oh, right.

Natsuki blinked, confused. Lou's chest pressed her like the peanut butter in a sandwich, face down, into Yuri's bacon.

"W-WHEN YOU CAN THEN!..."

[Bearhug Goddess]

Natsuki and Yuri were so weak and ridiculous that Louise had nothing to fear from them. Even if they wanted to and did everything they could to defeat Lousie, they wouldn't succeed simply because they lack coordination and strength! It was a fight won in advance, a fight that she had to make... Humiliating for her opponents, at least for her own fun. She came to wonder what use this ambush could have had if they were so weak. She had already managed to win a match in three seconds and did not want to do it again.

She thought, long enough for Yuri to wake her up holding her leg. Hold ? Hadn't she said to calm down? Why would she seek to continue this fight if she had no chance?

Louise thought, she wasn't the smartest woman in the world but something obvious was going on... A trap surely? Maybe even a disqualification! But in this case why not shout to attract the attention of the staff?... No, it was just too complicated to think for the Frenchwoman who gave up and preferred to play the bluff!

"Aaaah...I see..."

She smiled devilishly at Yuri, slowly bringing her face closer to her opponent's while Natsuki was still smothered and crushed under Louise's heavy breasts. The Wildcat smiled devilishly at her opponent, lightly pressing her forehead against that of the purple-haired giantess without even taking her eyes off her for a second.

"I'm going to count to three, if you don't let me go after this count I'll smash your face into the locker, okay?~ Ooooneee... Twooooo...."

[Malkavia]

Yuri's grip loosened—but only by a little. Lou's threat made her face turn ashen, but all she had to do was remember what was coming: The ring, the spotlight, the other Dokis in the audience. Whatever terrors Lou might dream up for the stable who had dared to challenge her twice...

She redoubled her efforts, squeezing the captured leg as hard as her body and position would allow. Which...was not so great for Natsuki, who was caught in the middle of Lou's massive thighs and Yuri's equally cumbersome chest. The smaller Doki, with rage growing more screeching by the second, flinched and kicked and hurled muffled somethings into Yuri's chest.

Yuri squeezed her eyes shut and tried not to tremble. Her face, especially, felt vulnerable. Locker-prone. She pressed it nose-first into Lou's thigh, whispering her wet prayers into the warm, quickly moist wall of her tormentor's skin. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..."

[Bearhug Goddess]

An intense staring fight began between Louise and Yuri, a duel of egos that looked like the beginning of a fight between cats or dogs. But nothing happened, Yuri's hand was still squeezing Louise's leg, a bit lighter but still... Yuri didn't obey to Louise.This filled the Wildcat with anger and she once again displayed her annoying gaze, standing up to free Natsuki's face from her chest to throw her aside and attack Yuri exclusively.

She grabbed the giantess' purple hair, dragging her to the ground like an old mop before slamming her opponent's head into the locker.

THOMB.

Once would be enough. Yuri was weak and she didn't want to make her opponents stupider than they already were. She released Yuri's hair to let it fall and stretched her back slightly before baying, watching her two pathetic opponents defeated with a simple ambush... Which she was prepared for!

“Ridiculous... Anyway, it’s time now.”

Perhaps a feeling of joy and reassurance was beginning to settle in among them, feeling lucky not to have to endure the French's attacks and above all to be able to rest for a few seconds or minutes before really starting this match. But it was a mistake to know the self-called Goddess who clapped her hands together.

"Shall we go ?~"

WE. Louise doesn't choose her words randomly in this kind of situation and her words would be executed at the second. She stood her two opponents up, wrapping her arms around their necks to strangle them lightly like a bully would and pressing their faces against the side of their chests. Natsuki was the perfect height for this while Yuri needed to lean forward and crouch.

“Let’s go, girls!~”

If everything went well and the two Young Lionesses failed to avoid the choke or escape, Louise would head to the ramp to show everyone that the match had already started and was already won. .

[Malkavia]

Natsuki gulped air like a gym rat chugging down a thermos-full of raw eggs and protein powder. She gasped until her belly heaved off the ground, then rolled onto her side and let it out. Wormy curly somethings squirmed at the far-end of her vision. Her hands felt cold, just like her toes were prickly, and her face felt numb.

"Whaa—" Her head jerked left, then right. And there was Lou. Natsuki scowled but couldn't find her feet. Lou was ignoring her, thinking she was down. I'll show her what down means...

She wasn't sure herself what she meant by that, but she knew it involved her boot down this fatso's throat.

THOMB.

Natsuki flinched. "Yeesh..." She only then noticed the thing Lou had dragged across the floor like a mop. Yuri, who was clinging to her boot. Or had been. Now, after that head trauma, she looked...

...Well, she'd gone pretty loose. Raggedy-Anne with straight purple hair and the ability to drool...

Natsuki watched as Lou picked her up. Stuffed her under an arm. Dragged her across the floor. She realized with a jolt where Dumptruck here was headed and scrambled to get up—but her body was stuck in a big bowl of invisible molasses. All she could do was gape as Lou's hand reached out of the sky and grabbed her face...

—

The crowd was...loud. Some of them booed the instant Lou walked on stage. "BOOO!" The familiar bassline. But a lot of others laughed. Guffaws and belly laughs and snickers. Natsuki bristled. She tried to snarl, but Lou's tit shifted and covered her mouth.

"SHUT...MMMF...THE...MMMF...SHUT UP!!!" Even before the words were out, she struggled. She squirmed, kicked, punched Lou in the side. But she might as well have been trying to pummel a beanbag into submission.

And there. Was. Yuri. Even while Natsuki was throbbing with white-hot candlewick rage, Yuri just...stumbled along under Lou's arm. Eyes down. Not doing crap. Natsuki once again felt deep in her soul the fucking injustice that this trainwreck was the one who got to be big...

—

Yuri had long suffered from pain in her lower back, a condition this position was sure to exacerbate. Walking also proved difficult, and more than once she stumbled, got dragged on her toes and ankles for a few feet, then yanked back to her feet.

At least she didn't have to see the crowd...or the two other Dokis she knew were out there. Somewhere. The position, however, could not prevent her from hearing Monika.

"Come on girls! It's just a chokehold—we practiced this! Get your hands in the collar and trip her!"

Ah, yes. Yuri should have thought of that on her own. Ah well. She snaked her hands into the grip...And found the hold was too tight.

"Mmmmmrrrr..."

What Yuri wouldn't give to be curled up with a book right now...

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise grabbed the heads of her opponents to place them under her arm, executing a double chokehold while pressing the faces of the two Young Lionesses against both sides of her breasts. She walked towards the locker room door, sighing as she remembered that her hands weren't available to open the door. Was she going to waste a few seconds to release one of the two dokis, open the door, then take the doki back? No, Louise was a bully and like Shrek in her movie, she gave a powerful kick to the door to force it open.

Theme

People could see her in the hallway, wrestlers and staff members alike. Louise had a big smile on her face as she walked towards the ramp, accompanied by her theme. The Frenchwoman appeared in public and no one expected to see her with her two opponents. It was clearly immoral and against the rules of a standard match... But it wasn't one!

The self-called Goddess was completely in order, even though the match was supposed to be disadvantageous for her, there were no rules that could disqualify her from this sort of thing and obviously she was going to take advantage of it. She walked towards the ring as her theme had just been cut, leaving only the boos of the crowd accompanied by the sounds of her footsteps and the grunts of her opponents who were trying as best they could to escape from the arms.

“We arrived, girls~”

Louise squeezed her arms even tighter than at the start, wanting to show the two dokis that she hadn't yet gone all out against them before releasing them at the feet of the ring. She simply laughed and climbed into the ring, standing in the center of the ring with her arms crossed and a big smile on her face, waiting for her opponents to get up to join the ring...

... At least... If Natsuki and Yuri still had the strength! The Wildcat had deliberately left her two opponents at the foot of the ring, reminding them of memories, bad memories. Natsuki's defeat against Louise to be more precise, the pinkette had not managed to reach the ring before the countdown of the ring out despite the help of Yuri.. A humiliating moment but like their confrontations. The referee was a little confused and preferred to lean over the ropes, asking Yuri and Natsuki if they wanted to abandon this match before it even started or if they wanted to continue.

[Malkavia]

"...I...think I'd prefer to—"

"YURI."

Yuri didn't have to look at Natsuki to know what she would see, but she looked all the same. Natsuki glowered at her, her nose wrinkled. About to snarl. It had been a long walk down the ramp, and with every step, Yuri felt the weight of the crowd. Monika. Sayori. Natsuki.

She sighed through her nose. A long sigh. Six, seven seconds. One that turned into a groan, bubbling up from the deepest part of her chest.

"We'll fight." muttered the technically senior Doki in the fight.

Yuri gave Natsuki a boost into the ring before clambering in herself, her breasts dragging against the mat as she crawled under the bottom rope.

"Charge her with a spear!" Natsuki hissed under her breath as they both passed under the rope. Yuri could feel the heat of her breath against her ear. "I'll get behind her, hit the second rope, and—Blammo!"

Yuri nodded — OK — then stood and got to her corner. Technically, as this was a match with no disqualifications, there was no need for her to wait for the bell. No need, that is, aside from her own desire for a few seconds' more peace.

She breathed deeply and watched Lou — Lou the monstrous, Lou the skilled, Lou the cruel, Lou who had already stomped both Dokis more than once — as she awaited the bell.

[Bearhug Goddess]

The French woman was cruel in her own way. She wasn't very intelligent as a reminder, all she knew how to do was act like a bully by hitting people... Some people couldn't be impressed by this while others could be extremely afraid of it. It seemed pretty good to work on Yuri who hadn't said a single word since she hit her head against a locker.

But Natsuki was there to push her partner not to give up and surprisingly, the little Young Lionness seemed to be the leader of the group. Maybe with a little imagination, they would be able to bring down the French girl and defeat her! And then, Louise didn't seem focused and to take this amtch seriously, she remained in the center of the ring yawning to wait for her opponents who took quite a while to climb.

"Hey, did they give up or not? I'm tired of waiting~"

Louise then tried to talk to the referee to pass the time, keeping her hands on her hips while looking bored. The dokis had better have a good plan because Louise was the impatient type.

[Malkavia]

Time to bake up the sweet dessert of revenge! Sure—dragged in on her ass and dumped at the ringside wasn't a great way to start—but Natsuki was still here. She took a couple big breathes, shook out her hands, kicked with her left leg, then the right.

(Monika said her kicks were too shallow and stiff, and it did kinda burn down towards her butt when her heel got around to her bellybutton... Whatever. It was just a warm-up—)

"Whooo...Here we go..." Her eyes trained on Lou. Pow pow! She punched the air, left right, dancing on her feet while she waited for the—

DING DING DING

"AAAAAAARGH!"

Natsuki charged! And — she was glad to hear — so did Yuri.

Natsuki's boots plattered on the mat: Plack-plack-plack!

Yuri's boots thunked: CLUNK-CLUNK-CLUNK!

The wind whipped at both of the dokis' hairs as they unleashed their plan—Yuri already bending over like a battering ram, head aimed at Lou's bulbous, nigh unmissable target of a gut! And Natsuki ready to slide behind her, jump on the ropes and—

BLAMMO!

[Bearhug Goddess]

After a long yawn, Louise's opponents finally climbed into the ring to face her. It only lasted a few seconds but Louise could notice that the two dokis had a plan... And they seemed sure that they were going to work thanks to Natsuki's determined and confident look.

"Good~"

The Frenchwoman licked her lips, raising her arms slightly to take a wrestling position and prepare for the onslaught of her opponents who started running as soon as the bell rang for the start of the match. The two Young Lionesses ran towards Louise... But not to attack her at the same time. While the giantess with purple hair was preparing to throw herself in front of Louise, the little pinkette preferred to go around the Frenchwoman to find herself behind her.

“Oh that’s..”

Louise didn't have time to finish her sentence as she had to take care of Yuri who was already within range of attack. The Wildcat didn't need to bend down to grab her opponent's shoulders and arm to stop her in her tracks... Without even taking a step back. She looked behind her slightly to see where Natsuki was and sighed slightly.

"...miserable."

The self-named Goddess wasn't going to be fooled twice by the same technique. This time, she was going to be careful that her opponents were in her field of vision and for that she took a step back before only keeping a hold on Yuri's arm to throw the giantess at her partner.