Seventh Match - First Annual Queens of the Beach: Yoko Littner vs Sumiko Dreamer

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"Then you'll have to carry me to the ring!" Yoko exclaimed in response. Normally, Yoko wouldn't mind simply prolonging such a hug, but time was running short and she had to make sumiko tap before the time runs out. Of course, the fact that it won't count even if sumiko did.tap because it was not in the ring, but that didn't even cross yokos mind.

Regardless, one thing was clear for Yoko. She had to make the hold more painful, apply more pressure somehow. She figured it would be best to focus her efforts on a single area. So, Yoko decided to focus on the waist.
She would abandon the leg squeeze. Yoko would try to use her free leg to separate sumikos legs at least a little so that she could free up her trapped leg.

If Yoko managed that, she would raise both of her legs to sumikos waist. Trying to slide her right leg beneath sumiko while the other leg would hug itself around the top half of sumikos waist. All of that without letting go of the bearhug. If it worked, Yoko would give one, mighty, last squeeze with both her legs and arms. "Ghuuuaaaahh!!! Give up, sumikooo!!"

7!

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In all of her matches, Sumiko usually found that she was the more single-minded one, the most stubborn, the one most set on winning. But Yoko had really given her a run for her money! Littner was, in fact, so determined to make the lightweight tap, that she forgot about the rule forcing her to make it happen inside the ring! The count had already reached 6! Sumiko felt that she had poured more than enough into Yoko to slow her down, at the very least. When Sumiko heard the referee's count, she turned her head to the ring. Perhaps she had allowed herself to become distracted again, or perhaps Yoko had simply smelled more blood in the water. But when Yoko began to transition and abandon the leg squeeze, Sumiko pushed herself up to all fours and tried to advance to the ring!

"Carry you....?! I will...if I have to!" Sumiko roared out in response to Yoko's words. She'd push herself up to all fours. As she did, Yoko managed to part Sumiko's legs, forcing her to straddle before beginning her arduous crawl towards the ring. Yoko, of course, didn't let up. She applied a bodyscissor/Bearhug combo, squeezing the absolute life out of Sumiko's core! Sumiko cried out in pain, but also in effort! She placed one hand in front of the other. Her knees slid against the abrasive sands of the beach!

"HUUUAAAAARGH!" Dreamer roared as she gave it everything she had to crawl forwards with Yoko attached to her at the hip, squeezing her and stifling her advance! The crowd began to cheer for Sumiko as she put everything on the line, here! But as Sumiko showed that she had the guts and the toughness to back up her boasts and her muscles, Yoko's submission hold only grew more and more taxing! She was able to carry Yoko, but only for a few paces before she finally collapsed and fell flat onto her front!

"EIGHT....!"

"C-crap!" Sumiko would exclaim as she heard the count and as her bust and abs met the sands below! She'd struggle in Yoko's hold! She'd attempt to roll the both of them over, towards the ring, inching ever closer to it! But in her efforts to do so, she'd wind up on her back, at a perfect angle and with perfect leverage for Yoko to scissor her with maximum power and effectiveness!

"Aauuuuuughhh! Owowowow!" Dreamer would writhe between Yoko's surprisingly strong, mighty legs! As Yoko's thighs and arms ground her back and defined abs down, Sumiko would bring both her hands to the top of her head and scream out in pain with her mouth agape! And this point, she wondered if she'd be able to last till the count of ten or if Yoko would take advantage and steal the win by letting up and making a break for the ring!

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The ref's counting got even slower somehow, maybe she was hoping the two would get back in the ring, but Yoko intended to break Sumiko's body and will before the count went to 10, whatever that meant, sinice this was a submission only match, not a count-out right? right??

Sumiko's statement surprised Yoko and the actions that followed it surprised the redhead even more as the lightweight got up to her fours, despite all the pain Yoko was causing on top of the additional ~140 pounds of weight, Sumiko was not giving a fuck and was moving towards the ring like a reptilian. After a few moments the two crashed back to the sand, but Sumiko didn't give up and started rolling the both of them in the direction of the ring. Nnh... Ghhh... The two girls groaned as they rolled, sand was flying in several directions and soon they were next to the ring.

9!

At the count of nine, the rolling was already stopped and Yoko was on top, pushing her hard abs into Sumiko's body while compressing the girl's body from all sides. Yoko 's legs ended sneaking a bit beneath Sumiko's body, between it and the sand. It was now or never. Yoko would focus everything she had into this last squeeze to try turn Sumiko's body into soup. I'm going to break you, Sumikoooo!! AAAaaaargghhh!!!! GHhaaaaaaaarrrrrk!!!
Yoko's arm and leg muscles as well as her abs would tense to the maximum to try and apply the ultimate constriction.

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Sumiko's slow but sure advance towards the ring to save the match earned the cheers of fans around the arena. The audience practicality all got on their feet to cheer as the petite powerhouse showed grit and guts by carrying herself and Yoko towards the ring. She even earned Littner's acknowledgment. But the more Sumiko showed how valiant she was, the more Yoko's resolve grew to squeeze her in half!

"Gaaaahh! Arrrrgh!" Dreamer groaned and moaned with effort and pain audible in her voice. She had gained quite some ground. Handprints and other signs of struggle in the sand beneath them showed that Dreamer had carried both herself and Yoko valiantly for several feet towards the ring! But as the count of nine was called and as Sumiko reached out towards the ring, the sad truth of the matter began to sink in. Both of these fierce, competitive ladies were still a ways away from the ring, and with no time to spare!

As if the situation couldn't get any more dire, Sumiko's rolling had ceased such that Yoko was right on top of her! Dreamer was sweating. Her hair was a mess. She was completely gassed. And Littner was bearing down on her from above! Yoko was now in full control! The redhead snaked her legs beneath Sumiko. This transition was made much easier but the fact that they were wrestling in sand! Yoko curled all four of her limbs around Sumiko as if Sumiko was her new favorite body pillow! Sumiko's form gave way to Yoko's. Her bikini-clad bod arched and her mouth went agape as Yoko poured everything into this squeeze despite still being outside the ring! Sumiko's hand raced towards Yoko's bare back. And just as the ten-count was called and the bell was rung, Sumiko tapped out vigorously! She'd continue to tap for as long as she remained in Yoko's clutches after the bell! For someone as hardheaded and stubborn as Yoko, even Sumiko didn't expect Yoko to release her until the announcement was made that this match would be ruled as a draw!

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Whether Sumiko was trying to go for a rope break or something, Yoko couldn't quite figure out. Not that she thought much about it. All Yoko was thinking about was making Sumiko tap, there was nothing else in the universe.
Yoko proceeded to scream and shout as she put everything into the squeeze. She had never squeezed anyone so hard before. Even her own limbs and muscles were in pain from pressing so hard against the lightweights body.

This was the longest second in the world, but eventually the ten count came. Yoko felt Sumiko tap and tap on her back after the count, but it took another two, intense seconds for Yokos brain to register that this is actually her opponent tapping. When it kicked in, Yoko let go and rolled onto her back, next to Sumiko, her arms spread apart. Panting hard, but there was a victorious smile on Yokos face. "Huff... Huff... Yeah... Heheh.. I did it...." Yoko said before...

"The match is a draw via countout!!!"
The ref announced and all smiles on Yokos face turned to confusion.
"Whàaaaaaaaaaaaa?!!" Was yokos immediate reaction. "Count out? B-but I thought this was submission only?!" Yoko protested, but to no avail. The ref even showed Yoko some kind of card where all the tiny specifics of the rules and all the what is were written down. Kind of like a guide for refs. Anyway, it said that a countout is still viable. "Fuck me..." Yoko would slump back down onto the sand.

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In an odd twist of fate, Yoko's one-track mind earned her exactly the feat she was looking for. Through sheer stubbornness and persistence despite any circumstance presented to her during the match, she did it! She Sumiko Dreamer submit for the very first time in her career! If only it was a feat that could be officially recorded in history within the LAW record books!

The hot-blooded redhead rose up off the sandy ground outside the ring. She finally began to show signs of wear and tear! Yoko celebrated rather breathlessly, having put literally every last drop of energy into squeezing little Sumiko down a dress size or three! And her breathlessness would become full-on deflation when the announcer made the call that the referee ruled this contest officially as a draw!

"I....*pant*....was trying...*pant*....to tell you!" Sumiko would cough and sputter these words as she laid there on the stomach. She noticed Littner slump down next to her. Despite the anticlimactic ending, the fans seemed quite pleased with this spirited contest between the two stubborn women!

"Why do you think I was trying so hard to get back to the ring! You can't submit someone outside the ring in pro wrestling! Ah....I'm gonna be feeling it in my abs for a week...." Dreamer would complain, holding her sides with both hands.

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Yoko laid down on the sand, gasping for air and sweating like a pig. Sumiko tried to explain things, but Yoko was in a 'whatever' mood at this point and didn't even care.
"Ring schming... It's a win in my book! I don't care about technicalities. I came here to fight you and so we did, to the best of our ability. That's good enough for me."
Yoko replied and then ckuckled tiredly when Sumiko mentioned the pain in her abs.
"That's good. It means you won't forget about our match for a while." Yoko joked.
"By the way... Do you need a ride home? I happen to own a bike..."

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Sumiko could hardly believe this woman. Yoko was as stubborn as they came. She couldn't stay mad, though. The redhead had a point. The crowd certainly got their money's worth. And it was a heck of a fight. Even if the official contest ended in a draw, the fans loved it, and Sumiko and Yoko emerged stronger for it.

"It'll be good enough for me, too. When I tap you out in the ring next time, heh." Sumiko laughed as she laid there next to Yoko. An audible groan of pain could be heard through her little giggle. Upon hearing Yoko offer a ride, Sumiko would sit up. Her eyes would light up with excitement.

"Dude you have a bike?! I wanna see!"

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"IF you tap me out, that is. No wonder they call you a dreamer, huh?" Yoko would tease with a smile and a wink to indicate that she meant it it as a good natured joke, if it wasn't obvious.

After Yoko offered her rival a ride, Sumiko surprised her with the amount of energy she still had when the latter sat up in an instant, as if she was from a cartoon. Yoko would sit up as well, but more clumsily and slowly. "Uughh... First of all, in not a dude... Heh..." Yoko would then stand up, just as clumsily and offer Sumiko a hand.
"Yep, I go with it literally into my matches..."

Yoko would then lead Sumiko to the bike that was just behind the crowd of people that were giving way and applauding the two girls for the match.
After the two ladies would get onto the bike, Yoko would point her finger at the camera with a smirk she would say "And that's how you pick up chicks!" Before stepping on the gas and driving off.

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This contest ended in a draw via double count out