Smotherfest- Gil vs Zara (D)

[Aeri]

While yes, Zara had been underneath Gils butt just prior to her showing this feat of strength, she was still rather fresh. The match had barely begun after all, as she’d clasp Gils’s hands in her own, pulling down just a bit to secure her position.

Her cheeks, tinted red from the rather precarious position she had found herself in, although she did admit it wasn’t completely unwelcome. Her hands crept up to Gil’s stomach, lifting her up.. before taking a step or two towards a turnbuckle.. and tossing Gil into it with a hefty amount of force!

“Not.. exactly best at talking, as you can see.”

Zara admitted in her heavy accent, staring at Gil. Her head tilted gently, as she’d stare down at the woman.. before giving her a grin. She’d walk forwards.. turning her hips around and smushing her butt against Gils own face, giving her a lovely and suffocating stink face!

[Arista]

Gil wasn't afraid of heights, being hoisted up, however, was completely different, as she knew the force she's come down with was nothing short of nearly bone-breaking! "You can-" Gil's pleas would be cut just short of saying anything that could change Zara's mind, as she wasn't thrown into the mat, but rather, into the corner. Her back collided with the barely cushioned top turnbuckle, though, if not cushioned at all, Gil would have suffered an injury far worse than anything she could imagine...! It caught Gil right between her shoulder blades, sending an immediate dose of pain to shoot down through her arms and back.

Gil tried to keep her legs strong enough to hold her up, but it was a fruitless effort, as she slipped and her legs fell flat in front of her as her butt came crashing down into the mat, her head bobbling before resting into the corner. Her entire body was shaken by that slam, it would take a second to recover, but apparently, it was one second too long, as when reared her head up, Zara's bottom loomed over her, just inches from her face. "Wait, wait, wait-!" Gil, again, would be cut off, Zara smooshed her plump rear-end against her face! Gil's hands pawed away at her cheeks, but she couldn't pry her way out of this one, she was going to have to endure the humiliation, or calm down, and think things over.

She chose the latter, it her legs stopped shifting up and down and fell back flat against the canvas. This was a classic move, it was one of the most notable smothers in the books! There had to be a counter, well, there were a few, but they were tough to swallow... Gil thought back on her match against Rose Gold, she got herself out of one by "eating" her way out, but that was almost worse than just taking the butt to the face in stride! The other one, was biting down and getting chunk of butt to get them off, but that was far too cruel... There had to be something else, something that wou- Bingo! Gil stopped dead in the middle of a thought and brought her hands up quickly, gripping the back of Zara's waistband tight and then yanking it as high as she could for her sitting position...!

[Aeri]

Zara, for one, did not care what her opponent had to say. Unless it was something extraordinary, and pleading for a reprieve was just not what she wanted to hear from Gil. Now.. her foe lay buried between her plump asscheeks, and had extraordinarily calmed down.. leading Zara to wonder if she was still awake? It didn’t matter, she decided. She’d move her hips, pushing her ass against Gil’s face, mushing her face in her round bottom. She was still deciding if she even liked smother matches, and she had to admit, this was rather enjoyable. Even though she’d feel Gil’s hands slide up to her waist and.. that showed she wasn’t asleep at least, but her thoughts were interrupted..!

“H-hey..!”

A small protest escaped her lips, more vocal than she had been before in the match. Putting aside the pain she felt, that she could deal with.. The impromptu wedgie exposed more of her bare ass to the crowd, pressing more of Gil’s face into her bare flesh than she had a while ago. But this did cause her cheeks to turn a smidge red, Zara taking a few steps forwards to fix her clothing, her cheeks burning up a bit more.. as she cried out in her odd accent.

“That wasn’t very sportsmanlike for a young lady such as you..!”

[Arista]

The clear downside to yanking someone's bottoms up their own to escape a smother was taking away the only thin layer of clothing "separating" the face from the ass, but, the smother was still the same, if not slightly more embarrassing now. Either way, it was effective enough. though for a moment, Gil feared she only made things worse on herself, but luckily, Zara ended up stepping forward and granting Gil some freedom!

"At last...! Fresh air...!" Gil coughed out, stepping up quickly, the ropes assisting her on her way up. "That wasn't half bad, but I have something planned for you, actually, I have plenty planned for you...!" Gil caught her breath, not acting on her threat immediately, if it could be called a threat at all. She stood patient, waiting for Zara to turn and face her before she made her move, but once she did, she took off like lightning!

"Here it comes...!" Gil darted straight for Zara, the distance between the two was small, so it took all of two long strides before she could hop up and turn mid-air, a move she used often enough, but an effective one, nonetheless! If she would take Zara by surprise, and be able to land her flying hip check, she would connect butt first right into her opponents features, burying them deep between her cheeks before driving her all the way down to the mat, flat on her back and sitting pretty atop the older woman's face! "Welcome to the world of smothers, Zara! I can give you any smother you want, just say the word, and you got it...!" She teased, shaking her hips from one side to the other, submerging Zara's face deeper and deeper into her backside with every passing second!

[Aeri]

She was shocked. The little girl she had been facing was just smothered between her ass a second ago, and yet she was already raring and ready to go. Having just turned around, Zara was taken by surprise at her agility, Gil leaping almost her own height..

Her hip slamming against the taller woman’s face, felling her down to the ground! The impact shocked her, her head spinning.. as her mouth was completely smothered in Gil’s round cheeks.

“M-mphh..!”

She’d complain, unsure how she found herself in this embarrassing position yet again. She’d clasp her hands to Gil’s thighs, squeezing them.. even though her air supply was waning..! She’d grasp a hold of Gil’s bottoms.. and taking a page out of her book, she’d yank them up, hoping to make her release her the same way she did her!

[Arista]

She could dance around and leap high, using her strong legs to her advantage in more ways than just headscissors! She could jump over the tallest of foes, and zip around the ring faster than the speed of light...! It wasn't too much of a challenge for her to leap up and crash, ass first, into the face of her opponent, sending Zara crashing down back onto the ground, and better yet, Gil lead through and kept her bottom in place, driving Zara all the way down and having her tied up in a smother before she could even blink...!

"Come on now, aren't you going to try a little bit harder, or do you want to lose against me?" Gil swung her body from one side to the other, her butt staying firmly planted right on her foes face, if not for the slightest movements a wiggles as Gil made herself comfortable, turning Zara's face into her own personal throne...!

"...Don't be ashamed to take a big, old, whiff, you know you want too...!" Gil giggled, but her giggled would turn to a shrill squeal in a matter of seconds, as Zara took a big, fist-full of her bottoms, a drove the fabric far up her rear-end, wedgieing her to high-heaven...! "Ow, ow, ow...!" Gil shot up off her face to alleviate the all too familiar feeling of her panties being tugged on. "That was so not-" Gil cut herself off, knowing she couldn't call unfair, since she did the exact same thing...

[Aeri]

“Trust me.. I don’t want to be smothered by your bottom..”

She’d say. Zara stared up at Gil, her face turning a bit pink. But.. she’d shake her head, the older woman pulling herself to her feet to stare down at the more experienced smother fighter instead. She’d crouch down, facing her face to face.. before deciding enough was enough. Smothers were never her forte.. instead, she’d decide to take her down in other ways..! And.. who said butt smothers were the only kind available anyways..!

Zara suddenly aimed to grab Gil, bringing her arms around woman’s frame, hoping to give her a niceee and warm hug, with her head between her breasts! Zara wasn’t going to bear hug Gil, but she would keep it nice and constricting, aiming on smothering her out then and there! She’d give her a smile, staring down at her if she caught her..

“You know, close up.. you’re rather adorable.. maybe I’ll keep you around once I win..!”

[Arista]

"Daww... Are you sure? I promise you it's not that bad, I mean, there are a fair few people who wouldn't mind it, just ask the crowd...!" Gil chuckled, picking her wedgie out from between her cheeks, bent at her knees and turned to the side of Zara, she wasn't in the best state to put up her less than impressive defenses...! When Zara gave charge, Gil tried to straighten out, but she was caught, and her face was ensnared in-between Zara's ample chest...!

"Mmmph...!" Gil went limp on her feet, dangling from Zara's tight grasp on her, trying to make things harder on her foe, even if only just slightly. The heat built up with ever exhale, gathered in from what narrow breaths Gil was able to draw in from her enviable position. "Mmmph mmm, mmm!" Gil groaned out something, but it was impossible to tell what, but if her tone indicated anything, it was a plea to be freed from the terror that was Zara's chest...!

[Aeri]

“Ask the crowd..?”

She’d blink. Before shrugging. Completely ignoring Gil’s pleas for escape, she’d keep her there. Pushing her head against her breasts nice and warmly, smothering out the little pink clad girl..!

Simply tilting her head, she’d exhale. Zara looked at the crowd, removing her attention from her prey for a second.. before looking at a camera and shouting out..!

“Which ones of you would like to get sat on by this one here..! And which ones of you would rather be in the position she is now!?”

[Arista]

As expected as it was, whining and crying from the smother didn't really do much in the way of getting her out of it, but it was still disappointing... The crowd roared in response to Zara's question, no clear answer was heard, but involving them seems to turn the volume up in the arena. Cameramen came as close to the ringside as they could resting their equipment on the edge of the ring to get as close of a look at what was going on as possible, making sure the people watching at home weren't missing a single moment...!

If whining wasn't going to work, Gil would have to get a little bit more hands on with her foe in order to buck her off...! There was one small issue, her arms weren't going to be doing anything other than tapping out, so she had to place her faith where she knew it would pay off... Gil rolled over whilst under Zara, breaking her face free of the smother, but her head was still sandwiched between her boobs, and now her face was molding to the mat, so this was far from a permanent solution to her issues, she adjusted herself just right, wiggling from under her foe, before suddenly, she shot her hips up into the air, hopefully taking Zara by surprise, and bucking her off, and maybe giving her a little gut-check in the process...!