All About Soul(le?): Sparkling Idol Barbara vs. Arlise Christiaens

[Winter]

Apartment Wrestling Match
Match can only be won by the competitor whose opponent gives in to worshiping her feet

Arlise Christiaens felt proud that this day had come, though she had never expected it or set out to achieve it.

The Belgian's recent success combined with her highly public advertising for wrestling sessions in her apartment had apparently caught the eye of the LAW bookers. Never had she planned for these matches to turn into anything more than practice and fun. But, to her great surprise, a few of the LAW decision-makers had approached her about taking a day here and there to host an official apartment-style wrestling match in her own apartment.

Lise could not tell them yes quickly enough. The prospect sounded like an incredible time, and she wrestled so well in apartment situations to boot! The chance could help so immensely with her current run.

Today, the redhead would host the first such match. To keep the feel proper, they had told her, LAW sent a crew to merely set up the cameras and leave. Lise had been in control of arranging her apartment on her own - and, as she sat cross-legged on the couch looking at the room before her, she pretended not to acknowledge that she had spent somewhere upwards of eight hours since early this morning arranging the apartment in a way that she thought would look presentable for the interior to be broadcast to the LAW audience.

The mats lay under her feet, with the couch pushed up on one side, but most of the rest of the living area floor she had kept empty, save for couple of bean bags she pulled from storage. They seemed to fit the theme of an apartment match. The pathway down the hall towards the bedroom and bathroom was mostly clear too in case she and her opponent ended up heading that way too. But she had blocked off most of the kitchen; she imagined neither of them would want to end up clattering their way through it if things got too wild.

And they could get wild. Lise could not imagine she would have any opposition to any match types they would propose she host, but the one they did... was not one she could say she had ever thought of herself. It lent itself to a battle between her and her opponent using their feet, so... in reality she did not imagine they would be running around too much - mostly spending their time trying to smother each other underfoot by the sound of it. Lise could not quite pinpoint how she felt about the stipulation... but she knew how to use her feet. All should go well.

And she couldn't lose the first match she hosted... she better not end up worshipping "Sparkling Idol Barbara"'s feet.

Wearing only her leotard - no arm or leg sleeves - Lise sighed contentedly to herself and tried to keep nerves at bay. The knock on the door made that more difficult, and the redhead cupped her face in her hands for a moment. "No distractions! No distractions."

With that tiny pep talk, she hopped up and headed for the door, ready to do her best saucy greeting pose in the door frame.

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[pu-level-up]

Barbara had wanted to participate in an apartment wrestling match for quite a while now. Being a livestreamer, she had been asked several times by her fans whether she would stream a wrestling match in her apartment, and though the idea piqued her interest it was hard to convince both her landlord and LAW to let her do such a thing. So she settled for the next-best thing, a wrestling match in another LAW wrestler's apartment. It was far from ideal, of course, as Barbara couldn't stream it to her fans on her own channel, but at the very least they were getting the show they so desperately wanted to see.

While the idol was eager for this fight, the stipulations did make her wonder who exactly set this match up. Foot worship wasn't exactly a common match stipulation even in the world of LAW, so whomever booked this match must have been a real pervert. Barbara didn't mind though, as the idol had done a few things like this in the past. And even though she ran the risk of having another wrestler's feet all up in her face, it didn't bother her. After all, such a thing didn't matter if her opponent doesn't get a chance to do it!

Barbara found Arlise's apartment easily enough. She gave the door a few sharp knocks to announce her arrival before opening the door and stepping inside. Taking a quick look around, she found the space they would be wrestling in quite small and cramped, which was to be expected from apartments in Tokyo. It had been set up by an expert, with all the potentially hard furniture moved well out of the way, nothing high up on shelves that could be knocked over, and a clear space right in the middle where the wrestling would take place. The bean bags set by the walls were perfect places to both sit upon and to prop up an opponent for some nice domination. And the way to the bathroom and bedroom were left clear as well, inviting further more intimate action should the situation arise.

What drew Barbara's attention though was her opponent. She had seen a few pictures of Arlise prior to the match, but seeing her in person was totally different. Striking red hair framed a pretty face with crystal blue eyes, with a tight-fitting leotard that left little to the imagination showcased her incredibly fit body. Arlise was a little bit taller and a bit heavier than Barbara, but the idol wasn't afraid. After all, she fought bigger opponents plenty of times before and won. She looked her host and opponent right in the eyes as she gave her that trademark idol smile.

"You must be Arlise!" Barbara said, "It's a pleasure to be your guest for the evening. I hope I'm not intruding!"

Kicking off her shoes at the door, the idol walked through the entranceway and stepped onto the mats. "Did you set all this up yourself?" Barbara asked, "You really did a good job! The space is a bit small, but I guess that's the point of these kind of matches, to get real close and intimate!" Her cute saccharine voice held a slight devious undertone as she said that. "Let's have a good match tonight!"

"Oh, before we get started though, let me get changed," Barbara said. She took her bag, asking with her hands whether the bathroom was down the hall, before making her way down. She was only in there for a moment before coming out, dressed in her wrestling attire for this evening. Two long white stockings covered her legs, and the white wrestling leotard she wore had a slit cut on top of her chest to let her cleavage breathe.

Spoiler

The idol smiled as she stepped back onto the mats to face off against Arlise. "Don't worry, I made sure my feet are nice and clean," Barbara said, "I hope you'll enjoy worshipping them later!"

[Winter]

The thought occurred to Arlise a bit too late that she would find someone else at the door besides Barbara, as she had not set any strict time for her opponent to arrive. Grimacing to herself at the potential for embarrassment, she straightened before she unlocked it to make sure she did not give any delivery boy a heart attack on the middle of his route through the apartment building if he found her posed flirtily within the doorway. Though... the leotard likely would not do him any favors whether she posed or not. Lise glanced down at herself in it and shrugged. He would have encountered more striking sights today, surely, in a building occupied by other wrestlers besides herself. And other people, they were weird too.

But the fit blonde that opened the door looked like no delivery boy. In fact, no one should mistake her for anything short of the "sparkling idol" moniker she carried. Lise did not follow much of the idol business herself - she followed barely anything given her hobbies did not require much TV or internet use - but the woman grinning at her looked as if she had just unpacked herself from a designer box promising cutely feminine beauty and charisma. When the Belgian thought "idol," she imagined a woman who looked a lot like the one now standing in her apartment. It was not a slight - far from it - but Lise smiled in amusement to herself when she did finally lean her curvy frame against the wall.

Even the voice seemed to fit. And so courteous. The redhead waved a hand to dismiss Barbara's idea that she could be intruding. "It's a pleasure to have you. I wouldn't have agreed to LAW's whole idea if I didn't want an intruder or two." She winked. "I am just glad it's someone more my size and not a six-four juggernaut woman."

In the edge of her gaze, Lise caught Barbara kicking off her shoes, and the nerves broke back through her excitement to have her guest finally here. She had already noticed her size advantage over Barbara, but that did not mean much with the way this stipulation would have them fighting...

Hoping to stay subtle, Lise tried to steal a glance down at Barbara's feet - a task made much easier when Barbara stepped past her onto the mats. They looked nice at a glance. Clean. Again, idol-like. Lise left it to that quick look to avoid her old mental downfalls.

"I did. I was surprised they left it pretty up to me," she answered smoothly, despite her own mental monologue, as she leaned over her kitchen island counter. "And thank you. I'm planning on a good match... What host would I be if the match sucked once you're here?"

She winked again, and after a nod to confirm to Barbara where the bathroom could be found, she was left with her thoughs... after closely watching Barbara step down the hallway. The age-old nervy stirring started to creep into her belly with the image of the idol walking away, and with every effort to keep from thinking too much on what would come over the next few minutes, Lise distracted herself with any and everything she could. She checked her leotard, checked the temperature in the room, dabbed at her lipstick, took stock of where the cameras sat for the fiftieth time to ensure she did not block any of them with her furniture movement. She managed enough to keep her mind mostly blank until she heard Barbara stepping back into the room.

She looked at the idol sporting her own leotard with a mixture of anxious anticipation and appreciation. She wore it... very well. Then her eyes slid lower as Barbara mentioned her feet, spotting the stockings. The Belgian had considered a pair of her own black stockings but had not settled on them. Almost feeling underdressed, and hearing Barbara's words, the redhead raised a finger. "Mine too, but... hold on!"

She rushed to the bedroom, grabbed the pair she had considered where they hid away in her closet shelving, and spent a few seconds too long pulling them on to perfection in her long door mirror. Then she took a breath one last time to prepare herself again and sauntered back out into the living area wearing them. "I had been debating all day," she said, a bit sheepishly, with her hands on her hips. "But now let me get you ready to worship..."

Stepping to a small timer on a pushed aside end table, Lise mashed it, and it started counting down before she stepped back to the mats with Barbara across from her. She shrugged. "Not a bell, but I do what I can."

In ten seconds, it buzzed, and Arlise started in on Barbara's space. She had a size advantage, so she would use it.

She tried to rush right into the idol and, spreading her arms wide, give her no room to escape before she could dive in close enough to wrap those arms around her and hug her tight to her person.

[pu-level-up]

Though Barbara was all smiles, behind those innocent blue eyes her devious mind was going into overdrive thinking about all the ways she was going to make Arlise worship her soles. She had never told anyone, but it had always been a fantasy of hers, to have another woman kiss her feet as she stood over them in domination. Her heart pounded in her chest as she awaited Arlise, a part of her wondering what the redhead had in mind that required such last minute preparation. She didn't have to wait for long, as Arlise reappeared a moment later sporting a pair of black stockings covering those pretty feet and supple legs. Looking down at her outfit, and then back at Arlise's, the idol couldn't help but let out a cute little giggle.

"The contrast between us is quite nice!" she said, "It's like you're the exact opposite of me. This should make for quite the eye candy for everyone watching!"

Seeing Arlise pit a timer on, Barbara took the ten seconds she had to get ready. Though she didn't look like it, the idol had a reasonable amount of experience with grappling and mat work. Sure, she had never apartment wrestled before, but she wasn't too worried about it. She felt confident she would be able to take on Arlise, even of the redhead was bigger and stronger than she was.

The buzzer rang, and Barbara sprang into action. Or she would have, of Arlise hadn't made her move first, getting all up into Barbara's space with her arms out wide, leaving no room for the idol to make any manuvouers! "Ah!" Barbara gasped as Arlise suddenly scooped her up in a tight bearhug, squeezing their bodies tightly together!

Barbara felt Arlise's hard muscles press against her softer form, the redhead's red-covered breasts smooshing against her own semi-exposed bust and squashing her tits tight against her ribs. Barbara tried to dig her heels into the mats, her arms wrapping around Arlise's as well out of instinct. But with more weight and more muscle behind her, Arlise was sure to overwhelm the smaller idol.

Thinking fast, Barbara leapt off the ground and wrapped both her legs around Arlise's waist. Her hands shot up behind her head, hugging her tight and pulling her head down. The idol wanted to use her body as a weight to try and pull Arlise down to the mats. She hoped that once there, with her legs around Arlise's waist and her hands controlling the back of her opponent's head, she would be able to wrestle into a dominant position to gain the advantage.

[Winter]

Lise could not deny that Barbara had a point and nodded knowingly. They stood apart, a cutesy blonde, pure looking idol in white and blue and a woman who had many tell her that she could pass as a voluptuous Bond villainess, sporting red hair and red and black attire. The contrasting image actually filled her with satisfaction, as if it added some character to her hosted match that people would enjoy. Of course, she had not planned for this, but she could pretend it all fit into her plans. "Well, I certainly aim to please," she commented, proudly, with a hand on her hip.

Now, the vixen needed to take down the idol. A pair of beats before the timer buzzed, Titania realized that she had not studied much about Barbara aside from her feminine looks and... her feet. Not a smart move on her part. She peered over the woman's figure one more time and decided she would quickly slot her opponent into the "smaller and quicker" category. Her choice to keep the wrestling space small would likely pay off for her, then - with less room to maneuver, the more Lise's size advantage would come into play.

And she promptly threw it into play. Her arms managed to latch onto Barbara, and she hugged the smaller woman to her figure. Huggable, too - that seemed an idol trait, right?

But Barbara did prove quick, and Lise felt both of the idol's slenderer legs latch around her waist. The weight of holding her opponent up - though Barbara did not weigh a great deal - made her bend slightly and shuffle her feet to try and keep her balance. The pull on her head, however, forced Lise, through a hissed grunt, to slowly fall down onto her knees and then on all fours, except with her elbows on the mat behind Barbara instead of her hands. One of those cameras was probably staring right at her rear now.

Barbara may have wrapped around her, but Lise did not relent. Her grip tightened, with her chest pressing down and arms pressing into the idol's sides to try and rob her of as much breath as she could and keep her rooted to the floor no matter Barbara's plans. She remained on top, so why stop now?

[pu-level-up]

Barbara instinctively wrapped her legs around Arlise's waist and her hands around the back of Arlise's head. In this kind of situation her mat grappling experience kicked in, she knew that her best bet was to bring the fight to the mats, where she hoped that by holding Arlise close she would be able to wear down the redhead. And it worked too, as she managed to slowly drag Arlise to the mats. There was a risk of having Arlise slam her into the mats, but as she hoped the redhead first fell to her knees, and then down to her hands. She was now in position for the idol to take control.

But before she could Arlise squeezed down hard, hugging Barbara even tighter and using her weight to squash the blonde idol. Barbara realized she might have made a mistake, as now Arlise didn't have to spend energy to hold her up, and could use her weight to crush Barbara from above. Barbara felt herself quickly running out of air as Arlise's bust squeezed into hers, their tight tummies pushing together, the idol quickly being robbed of air as Arlise crushed her!

"Hrrrngh!" Barbara let out a pained groan. Her current hold wouldn't be able to hurt Arlise much, so she had to act quickly to try and break out of this position. She released Arlise's waist, planting her two feet down hard against the mats. Gathering all her strength, Barbara bucked upwards, twisting her body hard to the side to try and overcome Arlise's waist and roll them over so she was on top!

"Haaaah!" Barbara gasped as she exerted all her strength. She might have been smaller and lighter, but the march had just begun so she was full of strength and energy. She hoped that this would be enough to reverse their positions. Once she got on top she would quickly move to break Arlise's hug around her waist by bucking upwards, then she would try to force the redhead face-first into her breasts using the tight hug she had around the back of Arlise's head!

[Winter]

Did people consider idols huggable? Lise could not recall if anyone ever described them that way - again, she did not do much with the idol thing or entertainment in general - but Barbara's hourglass midriff fit perfectly between her arms and up against her own more stacked chest. If holding someone in a bearhug could be called "comfortable," Lise might describe her that way, even as her forehead pressed uncomfortably against the mats while she rested at the awkward angle needed to hug the smaller blonde. "You're a good... squeeze... Barbara," she breathed out, in between pulses of her arms that put more and more pressure on her opponent.

She supposed, somewhere in her mind, she did not have a high opinion of the wrestling skills of a woman who daylighted as an idol. Honestly, with Titania the heavier of the two and the grip she had, Lise could not see many ways Barbara could escape - in fact, Lise planned ways she could transition into a new, more... foot-oriented position?... to try and bring this match closer to its end once she wore the blonde into a more vulnerable target for those plans.

So, to say that Barbara's sudden, massive effort to bridge beneath her took her off guard would understate the matter. "You-", Lise gasped, not truly forming a thought, and suddenly, she was the one on the bottom, the smaller woman having snaked out from beneath her and ended up on top.

Lise gaped at her, and tried to maintain the bearhug, for a few beats too long. Despite her squeezing, Barbara squirted out of her grip with an upward thrust, leaving Lise no longer looking at her face, but at her cleavage - a position she had grown all too familiar with over her time wrestling.

"No!", Lise managed to cry out, then with a grip on the back of her head and a shove, she was silenced by the blonde idol's perky breasts.

Still stunned, Lise's pretty face sank between them before she could properly defend herself, and she ended up stiffly gripping at the sides of Barbara's leotard.

[pu-level-up]

Barbara didn't find being squeezable as a compliment, especially not in her current situation. Arlise was getting too comfortable on top of her, squashing her under the redhead's weight while leaving her breathless with two arms constricting around her slim waist. So when Arlise called her a "good squeeze" it just gave Barbara more impetus to break free and reverse the situation upon her opponent.

And she was able to do so, catching Arlise off guard with her powerful bucking. The redhead was bigger and heavier, but not by so much that Barbara couldn't throw her off. With the space she created, the idol quickly scrambled out and pushed herself on top of her opponent. One more big buck and push broke Arlise's grip, allowing Barbara to slide up her body and lock in the hold she wanted.

"Got you!" Barbara said as she shoved Arlise face-first right into her bust! The boob window on her outfit came into perfect use as Barbara was able to slide her cleavage right overtop Arlise's nose and mouth, sealing off all her air using her smaller bust still substantial bust. She hugged Arlise's head as tightly as she could, pushing down with her chest, refusing to let the redhead just push her off her hard-won position.

"Your head is quite huggable too Arlise!" Barbara taunted the redhead, "I hope you enjoy when I give it a nice squeeze!" She tightened her grip, forcing Arlise even deeper into her cleavage. The idol's legs straddled Arlise's waist, knees squeezing against her sides to maintain her position. Barbara was prepared to ride out any of Arlise's resistance, hoping to smother the girl until she was nice and loopy and weak from lack of air, after which she would shove her pretty idol feet right in her face until she gave in and worshipped them like they deserved!

[Winter]

Here Titania - if one could call her that in this moment - smothered again. "Hhhmmmph...", she sighed, muffled into Barbara's cleavage, in resignation to her familiar position with her nose and mouth trapped between a pair of perky breasts. The idol didn't have the chest that could swallow her head, but the smaller woman's grip on her head ensure she got tucked as deep as possible, her nose wedged as close as it could come to Barbara's sternum before the warm flesh stopped her. She tried to make sure her... own "flesh" didn't get any warmer.

Lise tried for a breath she barely managed to find, and then she planned to bridge and hope Barbara didn't capably hold onto her. Instead, the idol hugged her head in tighter, now almost totally smothering her - and the grip didn't make Lise's neck feel too comfortable, either. "Mmmmph! Mmph nnnn!", Lise wailed, trying to call out about the pain in her neck but getting too much cleavage against her red lips to do much more than leave lipstick marks across Barbara's chest.

Her attempted patience turned to desperation, and Lise did bridge - to no avail. She could feel Barbara's thighs tucked neatly against her, giving her a perfect position of leverage. Lise's hands explored that part of Barbara, too, but she could not simply push her away. Barbara did not weigh a great deal, no, but she had herself rooted.

Lise balled up her fists and tried to get another bit of air that came in the most minute amount. She could not let herself stay here much longer or the light-headedness would creep in... She had to... think, think, no distractions...

All at once it came to her. Planting both stockinged feet on the mat, she tightened her core, and quickly both of her hands slapped onto Barbara's rear - more like a spanking than she intended as the sound cracked through the room, but no matter. She took a handful of Barbara's leotard bottom where it hugged her cheeks and gripped, then, straining every muscle in her arms and core, she bridged and at the same time tugged on Barbara by her bottoms... trying to pull the lighter woman over her head and break the smother!

[pu-level-up]

Though Barbara's breasts were not the largest, the idol knew exactly what she needed to do to maximize their ability to smother an opponent. She used forearms to press her boobs together, arching her back slightly to maximize the amount of cleavage she could bring to bear. Her arms hugged Arlise's face tightly, shoving her nose and mouth right into the breast window on the top of her outfit. Her stocking-clad legs hugged the redhead's body tightly, knees pressing into her sides while her feet attempted to hook underneath. She knew her weight wouldn't keep Arlise down, but perhaps she could ride out the redhead's struggles.

"Woah!" Barbara gasped as Arlise suddenly bucked upwards. The jerking motion made it feel like she was bullriding. "You've got a lot of fight in you!" Barbara said as she gripped Arlise tighter, stubbornly refusing to be bucked off. The idol felt Arlise make muffled moans into her breasts, taking that as motivation to press down even tighter. She felt Arlise buck up and bridge underneath her, but that still didn't throw the clingy idol off. Barbara was going to stay on top of her opponent until Arlise passed out!

Finally the redhead stopped, collapsing back onto the mats. Barbara let out a little sigh of relief, thinking that she might have just drained out her opponent. "Hah... Got you now!" Barbara said, panting slightly from holding so tightly, "Now, feel free to give up any time, otherwise I will make you-"

Before Barbara could finish her threat, Arlise suddenly bucked up again, this time harder and stronger than ever before! But even that wouldn't have been enough to unseat Barbara, had the redhead fighter not followed up with her second move! "Yeeeaoww" Barbara howled as Arlise pulled up on the bottom of her suit, wedging the white material tightly in between her buttcheeks, the skintight spandex flossing in between her pussy lips! That sudden pain weakened the idol's grip on all fronts, her legs slipping and arms loosening, allowing Arlise to pull her upwards and pop her head out from the idol's grasp!

"Ahhh! Don't do that!" Barbara protested cutely. Knowing her hold was broken, she quickly scrambled to get off of Arlise, trying to put some distance between them so she could reset and unwedge the bottom of her suit from her nethers. She was furious at Arlise for doing that to her, she was an idol after all, and idols shouldn't get wedgies!