Takao Okimoto vs Aoki Natsumi- Torn Titans

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Takao wondered if using physical treatment to send a message already affected Aoki's mindset enough. It would take Aoki gaining the advantage once more to truly check the end results, that is if this match doesn't immediately become a wash from this point forward.

A mostly balanced fighter in comparison to her own peers, but may be the most dangerous of opponents when put against someone lower by even a single tier. After demonstrating her strength and ingenuity by tossing the bluenette around as if this was routine work, the Seaside fighter transitioned back to routine position and approached her target.

Her thigh already cutting the air as the leg drop was prepared and aimed towards Aoki's neck as if she decided to take the role as executioner. Takao was certain if this move were to land, she wouldn't have to deal with any further retaliation for quite a while. It seemed her fellow combatant caught on to risks involving the attempted legdrop, leading to the smother specialist scampering off at greater speeds.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" As a result Takao was forced to land on the plain canvas with no net benefit. Her legs and lower torso being forced to take the brunt of her botched attack. For now she had to sit down and until the soreness faded before standing once again. It didn't do any favours that she had to deal with a rather nimble weight on her back. "Aughhhhhhhhh...you...." Her neck being forcibly wrenched while bodies became melded together once again thanks to the bodyscissors. Feeling the crushing sensation kind of invigorated the veteran, knowing that she might have a flexible fighter to crush. In a bid to resist the submission hold, Takao vibrated her neck and core repeatedly to make it more difficult for Aoki to gain a clear grip.

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Aoki’s eyes widened in shock. She froze and took a gulp at how powerful that leg drop could have been. But as if there was a switch flipped, Aoki would scurry behind Takao to take full advantage of her botched move. Aoki would slither her limbs around Takao's body from behind, locking her in a dragon sleeper-bodyscissors combo.

”What’s the matter sweet pea? Slowing down?”, Aoki would remark with a grin as her personality just came back as soon as she took the upper hand once again as if nothing even happened.

Aoki tightened the hold even more, gritting her teeth as she would jerk her arm upward to tighten the grip she has on her neck. She would then fall to the mat on her back taking Takao along with her for more leverage. The fabric of their thin tight clothes rubbing against each other with a quite intimate hold. If this worked, Aoki would slide her legs downward to hook them with Takao’s and try to spread them apart, trying to expose her crotch to humiliate her, something Aoki is certainly good at.

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On second thought, she might have already won by knock out by leg drop to the neck, but that wasn't exactly an exciting way to end things. However she might have thought reaping what was left would have been wiser as Takao might not get sufficient opportunity to strike back once again. Neck and legs were apparently restrained by Aoki's sudden submission, so she had to either power out or chip in a specific vulnerable area and slip out.

Much to her dismay, Aoki didn't exactly change her demeanour even though Takao herself liked to tease often in matches. Was the previous engagements rather tame or this was a special personality she seemed to dealing with?

Despite the repeated vibrating and rubbing, the hold wouldn't become less straining over time, actually it became more difficult with how the bluenette adjusted the dragon sleeper-scissors for a more dominant position. "Ahhhhhh..." The wrenching of her throat and crushing sensation of her sides proved to be quite taxing. That leotard wasn't going to last long, proving to be just as fragile from behind. Aoki proceed with trying to hook her older opponent's leg to forcibly spread them apart. Takao gasped as the bodyscissors became more tolerable over time and realised she can turn the younger woman's weapons against her. Bending her own legs at a specific acute angle, she tried immediately freeing from the cocky girl's grip and hook those legs in return. Using where her most of her muscles resided, she tried closing Aoki's thighs inward to inflict strain in return.

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Like an axe missing the lumber and hitting the tree trunk. That's what Aoki thought about the leg drop that missed as she delved into it while having Takao on top of her in a dragon sleeper. She shook her head and took a gulp as she tried to focus on the task at hand. She is sure to herself that her bigger opponent will get out of this as she had done before, the question is for how long can she keep her dormant.

She knows how dangerous her opponent now, she's not stupid despite how her attitude shows. She only knows that she must not show weakness or doubt in front of this kind of adversary.

Aoki tightened the hold even more as she felt her opponent weakening in her grasp. "That's it sweetheart! We could do something fun after this. Like uhmm me sitting on your face?", Aoki said with a giggle. Those giggles quickly turned to yelps as Takao fought back her desire of exposing her by trying to crush her thighs inward. "Ngh...nghhh..ngahhhh!!", Aoki tried hissing through the pain, biting her lips but it slowly turned to unbearable as Takao's legs overpowered hers. She quickly tossed her aside as she would roll over to the other direction with her thighs trembling. It would look like Aoki's leotard is getting a little bit worn out from her effort to keep the hold on as long as from Takao's squirms and vibrations.

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It required extreme dexterity to adjust her thighs so they could function as hooked blades. Powering out of this hold did seem feasible, but it may result in Aoki just continuously dodging and only retaliating when convenient. Takao needed to restrain her opponent while countering, so the stunned fighter can be overwhelmed by follow up attacks.

"Hmmmm a simple submission is that all...I" she remarked while her eyes were partially blinded by the stagelights. Mental warfare could be essential for survival, if she played off this hold as if this was the finishing move, perhaps this might affect Aoki's ego and concentration. Yet that meant Takao had to put up with further jabs coming from her cocky opponent.

She was able to persevere long enough to take control of Aoki's leg and forcibly clamp them, having no qualms if anything becomes crushed like it was tossed into a garbage compactor. "I don't have problems having you over for dinner..." Feeling prideful of her most recent comeback. Before Takao could think chipping away those legs with repeated rubs, she was forcibly shoved away, breaking both holds in the process, only granted the brief pleasure of their legs brushing against one another.

Deciding to rest on her side and massage the neck area, she also felt something off with her attire. Briefly glimpsing downwards and noticing her leotard being slightly stretched, letting cool air fly in. As long as it didn't dig into her skin, she may proceed the match as normal. Suddenly thrusting own her body into a roll, she repositioned her body closer to the ring ropes and seized them, pulling herself back to a standing position.

Glaring at the trembling Aoki, the experienced wrestler noticed that the legs were still in the middle of recovery. Not wishing to waste this opportunity, the short-haired wrestler dashed so she would be standing behind the lying bluenette. Crouching briefly, Takao reached for the smother lover's left leg and coiled it around her leg, thus peeling Aoki off the ground in the process. To counter any resistance against the stretch muffler, the submission specialist pressed a foot against her opponent's right hand applying additional pressure.

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Aoki recognizes that her opponent has more experience even emphasized by Takao’s remark about her ‘simple’ move serving just to anger her more. Although Takao’s style has not been fully clear to her yet, it is safe to assume that she is a grappler because of how their fight has practically been a duel down on the mat. It would seem that the fight tipped to her cute opponent once again as she was forced to relinquish her hold on her to still be able to keep her thighs as they were crushed inward in a painful counter once again

Aoki’s frustration would build up as she was once again one upped by her opponent once again Her lips curling as she tried to form a snarl while she hissed, her eyes glaring with vigor through pained look. Thighs throbbing in pain by the sudden move, her strength pale in comparison to her opponent’s as she was quickly overwhelmed.

”I would have gladly accepted the offer if you haven’t just done this to me.”, Aoki remarked as she rubbed her thighs as she sat up, not even noticing how worn out her outfit was already. She hoped she had hurt the giantess enough to buy time to take a rest and prepare another attack

This she would be prevented from having as Takao pulled one of her legs. Face turning pale, nails clawing the canvas trying to fight the inevitable. Arms on the mat as she tried to push herself up to alleviate the pain on her leg. Her free leg kicked up and down trying to distract her from the pain. She clenched her teeth and closed one eye shut as she hissed trying to stop her from screaming to not give her opponent the satisfaction clearly showing her pridefulness. It just made it worse though by the time the pain became unbearable, screaming her frustration, pain and pent up reaction from it. She would try to crawl towards the rope, her leotard stretching thin because of it as she arched her back to the mat trying to crawl.

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While Takao hasn't wrestled all her life having juggled two other occupations, she still had fought in more matches and fought wrestlers of all sizes. Grappling was just one of her main means for Takao to get up-close and personal with vulnerable prey, while they succumbed to her curves and abs. Yet a dropkick or chop wasn't to be taken lightly.

Certainly needing some time to recover after the Dragon Sleeper, but not straining enough to leave an enduring silence, only panting softly and secreting only a few sweat drops. A clear difference in classes when it came to defence. "I just prefer my seafood in small pieces" Quickly replying while locking in another hold before her prisoner could escape.

Pressing onto one of Aoki's hands and the other foot into the mat, she realised that underneath all the screaming was a stubborn foe not willing to surrender quickly. "Hush your tone and accept it..." Shuffling her feet back to prevent a rope-break in a short tug of war. After half a minute of struggling, she realised that her legs could be used for greater purposes, so Takao removed her foot and pivoted around while still forcibly bending the seized leg in a c-form. Avoiding any further kicks and ensuring that Aoki was laying face down, the submission specialist squatted down, taking a seat besides the heavyweight's body. Stretching out both of her legs, she tried entrapping Aoki's entire neck in between those thighs for a headscissors, a special variation of the stretch muffler to make most girls snap.

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It was clear how Takao was better than Aoki by this time. It was clear that Takao’s holds are more effective than her as she is always screaming in pain because of them while Takao calmly took hers as if they were nothing and came up with efficient ways to counter them.

”Wha..what?!?”, Aoki was confused about Takao’s remark about seafood as her mind was completely occupied by this painful hold as she tried her best to squirm out of it. ”Dinner..whatever you want..just get me out of this!, Aoki demanded. She then knew Takao’s answer quite painfully as she bent her leg more just to lock her in a headscissor!! Aoki screamed and choked because of it, her face contorting in pain. Having Takao's bare soft thighs around her made her blush a little, but she also knew that under those pillowy thighs are her hard concrete muscles that could knock her out if she spent too much time between it

She needs to get out of this fast! With her arms all free, she would try to send punches to Takao’s side with one of them while trying to slowly crawl her way to the ropes. Clawing her fingers on the canvas as she pushed her free leg trying to get that much needed rope break!!

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Takao's offensive moves while requiring extensive setup proved to be worth the hassle as evident by Aoki's screaming and longer recovery times. Besides the smallest of stains, the raven beauty looked as if were 15 minutes before the match thanks to the opposition's holds barely leaving an impact.

Apparently when Takao was discussing dinner, she was referring to the defeated Aoki being the meal, specifically seafood due to colours reminding of such. She returned to business by applying tension towards that twisted leg. "Then submit properly or sleep!" Raising her voice as she modified the hold to attack from two ends, crushing the other woman's neck like a prawn within a crab's jaws. These large thighs may have been soft, but inside contained layers of fat and muscle. Imagine all of that pressurising a poor rookie's head.

Just as she was going to reel back and turn her prey's entire body into a W-shape, a few straight punches caused her to gasp, implying she was still dealing with a fighter in some sense. Takao in response growled, almost dropping Aoki's leg but still reapplying the hold, having to deal with being dragged despite clamping on that soft neck.

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Aoki is outclassed right now but she still holds the hope that she could beat this girl and let her know that she’s the queen by smothering her out. That is nowhere in sight right now though as the pain on her leg is building up and her trachea is slowly getting crushed by Takao’s mighty thighs. It was uncomfortable for her as Takao’s thighs are big enough that it also pushes her chin downward as she constraints her neck. It made her squirm her head out clearly not thinking enough as it just served to tighten Takao’s grip on her neck eliciting a choked gasp because of it.


Takao’s remark reverberated to her brain...submit or sleep. It’s as if Takao’s already sure that the win is hers with this unusual hold. It just made her more angry and pounded Takao’s side even more. Screamed not out of pain but of desire to hurt. It did work though only to the point that Takao almost dropped her and broke the hold altogether.

She would let out a yelp as Takao restored the hold and even put a little bit more pressure than before. But she also gained much needed ground from that slip up of the giantess that the ropes were on her reach now. She would try to stretch her arms as far as she could and grab that rope. ”Get her off me!! Get her off!!”, Aoki would demand the ref if she managed to reach the ropes