Chelsea Loski vs Courage Takemi - Making or Breaking Courage

[Fairy Dragon]

The struggle soon ended in Chelsea's favor with Courage being forced to take a back step and found herself on one knee before the first minute of the match had been reached. Chelsea felt herself smile and expected to see a show of respect from the fans around them, instead when Courage started to push back and not even push herself back up the fans were picking up again. To them Courage's comeback was more important despite Chelsea's dominance being what started the match. Chelsea felt like a vein in her head popped and she would push Courage back to bring her to the floor.

"Good start, for me. Now the world knows which one of us is stronger." Chelsea said proudly. She raised her arms and walked in a circle to show off, anything to get a reaction as the rightful star of this match. She had some fans who respected the display but Chelsea could tell it wasn't as loud as Courage's attempted comeback, this crowd seemed to love the underdog.

[SuckerPunch]

Chelsea dismissively cast the idol to the canvas. She was scattered upon it, flat on her back with her arms and legs splayed out. There was no doubt who'd won the test of strength. There was no doubt who the superior wrestler was at that moment. And it wasn't the idol. But the crowd reacted to Chelsea's boasts with jeers rather than cheers! Her call for approval met with boos.

And in that same moment, Courage Takemi skipped back up to her feet! Causing the crowd to roar!

She dusted herself off and turned to face Chelsea. "Strength isn't everything! But even if it was, I wouldn't back down!" Another chorus of cheers. Courage's charisma seemed to immediately and constantly sway the crowd to her side. It was clear who was stronger. And whom was more beloved!

[Fairy Dragon]

Courage seemed to think she was in a cheesy movie instead of a wrestling match, every word out of her mouth seemed handpicked by some team of writers to gain a cheap pop. The worst part is it was actually working, despite every advantage being in Chelsea's pocket these people acted as if Courage's heart was going to win her the day. Chelsea hated it and she felt her face tense up trying not to turn it into a full on glare at Courage, instead she would swiftly bring her leg up and try to land a kick square in Courage's gut.

"Strength ins't everything, but it helps and right now you're going to need more than some hero speeches to beat me." Chelsea said her anger starting to become more apparent even if she kept a somewhat normal facade still. She would try and grab Courage and Irish whip her into the ropes so she would come back at her and Chelsea would go low to toss Courage over her and down onto the mat.

[SuckerPunch]

"B-beugh!" Chelsea's boot buried itself in her soft, exposed belly! With her abdominal muscles crushed, she couldn't help but fold around the other woman's leg! Her eyes widened as she clutched her stomach in pain, trembling as she just barely managed to keep from drooling.

Her prideful words incited not only the audience but also Chelsea. And if she sought to bring them to an end, then depriving her of breath was the perfect way to do it!

She was defenseless as Chelsea whipped her towards the ropes. She stumbled towards them, just barely managing to turn and hit them with her back! They sent her staggering back towards her opponent! And when she went low, Courage was sent high! She rolled in the air before landing painfully on her shoulder blades with a cute scream!

"Iyaaah~!' This time saliva did explode past her lips! She was left splayed out on the canvas. Her heavy breasts rose and fell rapidly as she panted in agony. Her perfect porcelain mid-section already growing red from abuse.

[Fairy Dragon]

Chelsea had crushed Courage with a quick kick and seeing that Courage was hurting from the move and sending her to the mat while the crowd made it clear they had a favorite. Normally Chelsea would be pissed but she was confident that this was just a set back because the fans were behind the idol for her looks with time her superior wrestling and good looks would make them think otherwise. While she was down Chelsea would back up before she would try to drop down with a leg drop to Courage's chest.

"That surprised you, you must not be used to taking hits from a real wrestler." Chelsea would say before she would stay seated on Courage's chest before sliding up and grabbing her legs, pulling them up and holding them to her chest while keeping her butt down on Courage's own she would she would shake her ass against Courage's chest to try and tease her about her inability to get Chelsea off of her, making sure she couldn't use her legs to help her out.

[SuckerPunch]

"GCK!" She let out a stifled, choked scream as Chelsea's leg crashed down upon her! Her lower half jackknifed off the ground, the heels of her boots slapping back down against the canvas with an audible bang! Her soft breasts conformed to the limb as Courage's face twisted into a grimace of pain! Her poor, sensitive boobs!

She moaned meekly as Chelsea used her tits as a saddle. Her legs were easily apprehended and pulled skywards. The position left her ass in the air and her legs spread. The match hadn't been going on long enough for her to have really built up a sweat, thankfully. But even dry, having her legs spread and her crotch put on display was humiliating enough to make her cheeks go red, even through the pain.

"1!" The referee slid into place as Chelsea gleefully rubbed her butt on Courage's sore chest. For Courage it was agony. For Chelsea, it was like sitting on a cloud.

"2!" The second count came and Courage didn't seem to have any more fight than she'd had before.

"Don't give up Courage!" "Yeah! You can do it!"

The crowd's cheers stirred her to life. Her eyes locked with Chelsea's, staring up at her through the parting of her legs!

"G-get off!" She cried out as she bucked, turning her hip and trying to dump Chelsea off of her!

[Fairy Dragon]

Between Courage's cute face looking miserable, her soft chest making such a comforting seat for the proud redhead, and her soft and sexy legs being trapped in her arms you could say Chelsea felt pretty damn great. She was shaking in place mind on humilation but she smiled at the feeling of Courage's feeble attempts to fight back and break out, when they weren't very strong it made her think she broke her spirit really fast. Her good mood was challenged by a few dissenting voices who wanted Courage to keep going at it despite that but Chelsea merely huffed and leaned back to put some extra power on her boobs.

"Oh don't listen to them Courage, you stay right where you are. You don't want to know what happens if you keep listening to these awful peo-paaah!" Chelsea screamed as she was thrown off. Courage had put so much power in it that Chelsea who was keeping a tight grip on the legs was flung along with them when she forced them down, Chelsea nearly face planted into the when she fell, something she heard chuckles about while she scrambled to save face. It was already obvious that the crowd had played favorites and Courage was the one they wanted to cheer for, Chelsea at this point knew she could either keep trying to take over the crowd or she could play the villain to the fullest, but she knew that for some of them Chelsea being the villain was what they really wanted to see.

[SuckerPunch]

Courage put enough strength into the turning of her hips that Chelsea was tossed off of her! She utilized that momentum, following through with it to roll to a kneel!

Her eyes narrowed as Chelsea was scrambling! She seemed more worried about not looking like she'd fallen than on her actual recovery. It bought the Idol the time she needed to recover. She closed a fist and whispered "yosh!". This opening would be the perfect time to deploy what she'd learned from Gil during their match.

She bounced to her feet! Her heels never touched the ground, instead, she fell back against the ropes and used them to catapult her towards Chelsea! Her thighs pumped, carrying her voluptuous body towards Chelsea like a busty freight train! She ran the ring like a runway. And halfway there, her speed and momentum carried her into the air! She was clear for take-off!

She turned gracefully in the air. All of her experience as a dancer saw that not a single movement was wasted. Her body folding up like landing gear! Her fingers wrapped around her calves. The wind whipped past her as she became an aerodynamic human spear!

Spoiler

"COURAGEOUS BOMBER!!" She screamed like a comic book character as she hurtled at Chelsea! The name was silly. But her intent was violence! She was flying ass first towards her enemy like a battering ram! A compressed hip attack that turned her marshmallow backside into a ballistic missile!

[Fairy Dragon]

Really letting Courage show her up in anyway like that was a real point of embarrassment in itself, she had done nothing but show 'heart' the whole match how could Chelsea live down the fact she was just thrown off that easily? The fans ensuing cheer only made it worse, they only sometimes reacted to what she did but they all came alive for that. She wanted to make her pay for it and was back on her feet ready to do so...until she turned around to see Courage flying towards her butt first and bringing it towards her face at an alarming speed.

"Baaggh!" Chelsea screamed just as her face was struck by Courage's entire ass hitting her with the force a heavyweight punch to the jaw. She must of looked silly getting smacked with that before she fell back down and this time with no way of staying up, hitting the mat with a thud followed by another loud round of applause from a captivated audience. To them this was Courage's comeback and Chelsea was about to get it.

[SuckerPunch]

Courage let out a quiet squeak as she felt the impact of her tailbone against Chelsea's face! The girl's hot scream forced hot breath against her backside in a way that was only reserved for the most intimate of partners. And never idols! It put a blush on her face even before she crashed onto the canvas!

Her marshmallow hindquarters softened the blow! Her momentum brought her to the ropes and she managed to keep herself from sliding out by catching onto them! "Haah-" She let out a surprised pant! She'd put her all into that hip attack! And it showed! Chelsea was laid out beside her.

When she and Gil had their hip attack duel it had been so destructive that her bottoms had nearly been torn off. She took a moment to make sure they were still there. With bottoms intact, she climbed to her feet and pumped a fist to the crowd! "LET'S GO!" The crowd erupted in celebration of her signature attack's successful landing!

Meanwhile, the referee moved to Chelsea and began to count.

"Do you quit?!" The microphone was thrust into Chelsea's face. There was something about this that made it even -more- embarassing.