Rockin' Around the Christmas Ring: Chris Yukine vs Ishtar Vasiliev

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This was not going well for Chris. She was forced to endure Ishtar's camel clutch as she explained the actually good points of her outfit choice. Unless she got her opponent a really bad predicament, she'd be able to get rid of the snow easily. She had expected to not be as caught off guard with this second gimmick match as she had her first one, but she was sorely mistaken. There was a lot more to consider in these different matches than the standard ones, and this was a lesson she'd carry with her when this was over.

Especially as suddenly snow was stuffed down her cleavage. "Bbbrrriiing iiit-t-t-t." Her attempts to cover it up were getting worse and worse the longer things went on. Thankfully the tightness of her top saved her from too much getting in. The rock star's chest was almost nearly all goosebumps, her teeth trying not to chatter. Any saving grace she could have was more than welcome.

And then the Russian released her grip on her chin, and made a horrible mistake. She went and grabbed the rocker's chest and began squeezing and bouncing her chest around to spread the snow in there all about. Chris would claim if asked later, or if Ishtar asked after, that her immediate reaction was on purpose. "K-kyaaan~" She cried out, her head shooting back in a reverse headbutt right into... whatever part of Ishtar was right behind it. Truth was she was not used to her chest receiving any kind of attention so the shaking along with the cold caused a pretty violently reaction from her.

If her totally planned counter worked and actually stunned Ishtar, Chris would at least get the wherewithal to try and pull her legs out from under Ishtar and have her toppling over. "H-hey! My snowballs are off limits!" She'd angrily and embarrassingly exclaim if she got free. Her face would almost as red as her outfit as well. And if things went all well up until now, the rockstar would try to take advantage and grab the Russian's legs, pushing forward for a reverse Boston Crab. She'd push Ishtar right into the snow and... figure out what to do after that. Maybe when the embarrassment died down and the Russian was feeling the cold and pain she just had she'd actually be able to think things through.

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Ishtar could not believe that she was actually grabbing and shaking another woman's boobs in the middle of a wrestling match. Sure, there were plenty of wrestlers and fans who were in it for that sort of thing, but Ishtar was someone who appreciated traditional wrestling a bit more. But still, Ishtar's tactic seemed to be working, snow was clearly falling down into Chris's outfit.

But then, Chris threw her head back and caught Ishtar in the lip. She lost her grip on Chris's chest and fell back, and was soon down on her butt when Chris pulled her legs out from under Ishtar. The hit wasn't too bad, so Ishtar certainly could have responded to Chris's counterattack in time, but then she heard what the rock star said.

"Pfft! Snowballs? Haha!" laughed Ishtar, finding Chris's euphemism for her chest quite funny. It was that distraction that allowed Chris to lock in a variation of the Boston Crab on her. Ishtar's body was bent at her back and hips, and her bare belly was pressed down against the snow. Ishtar would admit that this was a disadvantage of her outfit choice.

"Brr! I gotta get out of this," said Ishtar. She would use the fact that Chris wasn't on top of her like in a normal crab to try twisting her legs and body so she could turn onto her back and break the hold. Then Ishtar would quickly scramble to her feet if it worked, prioritizing getting her bare skin off of the snow before anything else.

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She totally meant to hit Ishtar's lip. Yup. Totally on purpose and not a violent reaction to the unfamiliar stimulus. Hopefully that was how she hoped Ishtar interpreted it, at least. Regardless it got her free and the Russian off her. Though the rockstar was soon able to get her reverse crab variant off, it was only because Ishtar was too busy laughing at her euphemism! She thought it was just clever, given the ring they were in and her last name literally having the character for 'snow' in it. 'How is that funny!?' She thought to herself as she got the Russian on her front and pushed down. It was an awkward angle, but at least she couldn't see her Santa suit-red face anymore.

And then her opportunistic plan failed her. She got a little sign that the cold was starting to feel the effects of their match, but given Chris' positioning she didn't have a good base to try and hold it. Ishtar tried to take advantage of that, twisting herself from one side to another. The snow haired girl tried to hang on, get as much cold exposure as she could, but she wasn't going to risk getting sent back down so she'd eventually relent and back away.

Ishtar was soon back to a vertical basis, and Chris was already on the move and running at her. She'd throw a feint at the middleweight, only to instead slip around her. She needed to misdirect her guard, allowing her time to reach the other set of ropes and rebound back. If all went well the rockstar would leap and wrap her hands around Ishtar's head, falling down for a running bulldog and send her back down. If she could and the Russian was stunned long enough, she'd get up and run forward to the ropes, leaping up and off the second rope flip forward, going for a springboard senton onto Ishtar.

She was starting to feel the effects of the cold, and she needed to wear Ishtar down more before she attempted to shove any more snow into her clothes. She just had to do what she was best at in the meantime.

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"Tchaha!" Ishtar continued to laugh before answering Chris's question. "The real question is how is that not funny?" Ishtar's laughing would soon be cut off by Chris's submission hold, but it didn't end up being very difficult for her to break free from it and get back to her feet and keep fighting.

Chris was quick to charge, and she made a feint that allowed her to run behind Ishtar and bounce off the ropes. The rock star then leaped off of them and tried to grab Ishtar's head, but the Russian ducked down to avoid it. Chris's body hit Ishtar as she was falling, but she more or less bounced off of Ishtar's larger, bulkier frame.

With Chris now positioned on the ground and directly in front of Ishtar, the Russian decided that she would keep her next attack simple. Ishtar would jump forward and try to land on Chris with a body splash, trying to flatten the lightweight against the snowy floor.

If it worked, Ishtar would then transition into a grapevine pin. She would grab Chris's hands and hold them to the ground while hooking the rock star's legs and stretching them apart. Then Ishtar got another evil idea. "I got to play with your snowballs, how about you take turn with my snow globes?" Ishtar would tease as she would drop her breasts onto Chris's face, adding a smother into the mix.

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Had... had she said her thoughts aloud? Was Ishtar psychic? Or was it just that obviously written? Hopefully the second option. She'd've been devastated if she it was one of the other options. Or she would, if she had better secured her hold. Chris was getting sloppy, anxious to get out of the snow, and it showed.

Once Ishtar was back up she'd successfully gotten around her with the feint, but that was where her momentum ended. Ishtar ducked her arms and Chris ended up bouncing off her and back fist into the snow. It was like a kid charging a bounce house, the fall hurt but the impact not so much. "Shit. Gotta get up." She attempted to sit up and get away, only for the Russian to splash right on top of her. "Ooof..." She exhaled, easily trapped by the much larger woman. Her legs were painfully stretched, and hands held in place. She was shivering by this point, but there was something more important to worry about.

"No. Nononono don't you dare Ishtar!" She said in a panic, only to instead be forced into a breast smother. "Mm! Mmmph!!" She tried to voice her annoyance, trying to move her head out of her valley of a chest, but there was little she could do. She was overpowered and her rocker spirit was struggling to come up with something. How was she supposed to get out of this? Hopefully either Ishtar would get bored or an idea would spring up soon, before things got much worse for her.

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"Sorry Chris," said Ishtar after she dropped her breasts on the rock star's face in spite of her pleas. "But hey, at least my chest should be keeping your head pretty warm, right?" The Russian had fully locked in a grapevine breast smother. And though Chris's head may be warm, the rest of her body would only get colder as it was pressed into the snow.

But then a realization came upon Ishtar. This was a match where the only method of victory was for your opponent to verbally submit to both you the cold, and from her current position, Chris physically could not do that. But that wasn't a problem for Ishtar. She could simply smother Chris out and then wake her up with a match ending submission hold.

And that's exactly what Ishtar decided to do. She would keep Chris pinned, stretched, and smothered beneath her until she was certain that the lightweight had been rendered unconscious. Then she would set up her finisher by gathering a large amount of snow from around the ring and bringing it to Chris.

Ishtar would have to execute the next part of her plan quickly, or else Chris would likely wake up before the Russian was ready. Ishtar would take the snow she had gather stuff as much of it into Chris's clothes as she could fit while she was unable to resist. The front of her dress, the back, her boots, anyplace Ishtar could find she would stuff snow into.

Finally came the actual hold. Ishtar would put Chris on her stomach, sit down on her back, and lock her into a single legged Boston Crab. And then, with the place exposed and in perfect position, Ishtar would take her free hand and a handful of leftover snow she had and stuff it into Chris's crotch, and then start rubbing it in.

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She was kind of right. Her face was warm between her rival's breasts. Not from them, but the blood rushing to her cheeks from embarrassment. This was the umpteenth time she'd gotten smothered like this, and each time never got better. She did not do well with moves like this. Whether Ishtar knew that or not, she went for one if the easiest ways to tame the rockstar.

She'd try and kick her legs, move her arms, anything. She was thoroughly trapped, her bare skin more goose skin than her own skin by now, and her outfit was no longer providing the protection she intended. Thankfully she couldn't submit like this, and maybe she could make a comeback when she awoke? That was the last thought she had as eventually, after a minute or two of her shivering struggles,, she finally stopped moving.

Though her KO would last very briefly, as she felt snow once against stuffed between her two 'snowballs' and around them. "YYEEEEEEE!" She suddenly screamed, flailing as she tries to push Ishtar off. She didn't, unfortunately, as more and more snow was stuffed into her outfit. "Cold! Cold! Stop!!" It wasn't the verbal submission, but she would blend nontheless as snow was forced everywhere besides between her legs.

That soon changed, as while she tried to pull it from her chest, Ishtar turned her over and got her into a single legged crab, bending her and pressing her chest into the snow. "Ow! Ow!" The rockerwas shivering heavily, barely holding on. And then, it came. Ishtar's handful of snow was pressed and rubbed right against her sex, the final straw for this match.

"KYAAA! OK! OK! I GIVE! I GIVE! THIS IS WAY, WAY TOO COLD FOR ME!!!" She screeched, even tapping against the snowy mat with both hands. "PLEASE STOOOPP!!!!"

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Once Ishtar knocked Chris unconscious, she knew that this match should almost certainly be hers, and that now all she had to do was bring it home. The cold of the snow ended up waking Chris up before Ishtar had been able to stuff in as much snow as she would have liked, but she had enough control over the rock star to keep going, leaving Chris shrieking at the cold.

When Ishtar had gotten as much snow as she wanted in Chris's outfit, she flipped her over and locked in the Boston Crab without issue. And once she started shoving snow in between Chris's legs, she submitted to Ishtar within moments. The Russian didn't blame her, Ishtar wasn't sure if she could've taken the submission herself.

"Alright!" Ishtar celebrated once she had been declared the winner. The Russian looked back down at Chris, and she looked like a snowman with a person's head. "Hey Chris, do you want me to help you get the snow out of your dress?" she offered.

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Chris wasn't too happy. She had wanted to win, wanted to prove she could compete in matches outside the standard. But no, what had happened? The match ended with her becoming a Japanese-American snowman, with a freezing vagina and some mild back pain from the crab.

But despite that, she wasn't going to hold any ill will. As Ishtsr celebrated, Chris got back up and shook the snow from her boots. Soon the offer of help was made, and the rockstar turned her back to the Russian. "Yeah. Could you unzip the back and get all the snow you shoved there? I'd really appreciate it. But no funny business!" She wasn't going to let Ishtar help anywhere else, especially after how she manhandled her chest in their match. She didn't have any ill will, but she was still upset about that.

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"Yeah, sure. No problem Chris," said Ishtar once Chris asked for help with her back. "I hope you aren't too upset by the whole chest thing. I just saw an opening and took it, nothing more," she said, brushing away enough snow that Chris's skin was starting to be visible again underneath.

"Your clothes will be wet no matter what with all that melting snow. So I recommend just fully submerging it in warm water to make sure it's all melted before putting it in with your laundry. Even if it'll melt eventually, you don't want snow stuck in your laundry machines," Ishtar said. She figured she should lend Chris some advice for dealing with snow after tormenting her with it so much.