Gil 'Arma-Gil-O' vs Monica: Submission match

[RJD]

Monica felt confident, bored even as she crushed Gil between her thighs, sighing as she honestly believed she had beaten her within the first minute and hold of the match. The woman underneath pushed up, plunging her face into Monica's cheeks, and taking a big huff of air up her nostrils, causing the violent lightweight to blush and get distracted.

Gil then moved her body and shifted to swing in the opposite direction, mustering her strength to turn her momentum into a throw of sorts, and a roll up, using elements of both.

Monica was surprised, and again when she felt Gil sit on her waist, and as the woman underneath started to struggle Gil locked in a body scissors that immediately had the former street fighter writhing between her legs.

" Not good... piss off. " Monica grumbled as she was restrained, her struggles useless as Gil pinned her arms to her side. Monica had assumed that Gil would be weak, but both her upper and lower strength were enough to keep Monica underneath her with some effort.

Of course this was frustrating as all hell, Monica would try to buck her hips and push her hands up, but Gil had her number.

[Arista]

"...Well that's just rude, maybe I could teach you some manners, yeah?" Gil giggled, situating herself upward a bit, pressing her mostly flat chest against Monica's face, doing nothing to smother her, but a whole lot to rub in (literally...!) the fact that she was winning...!

"...This would so be the end of the match if I had more to work with here...!" Gil chuckled, taking a jab at herself. "...What do you think? You like that, or do you want to try something else...?" Gil re-positioned back so they were face-to-face. "...I know...!" She leapt up, wasting not time to grab Monica by the back of her top, dragging her to her feet before bending her over and placing her head right between her thighs, clamping down.

"...I've always wanted to try this, so, congratulations...! You get to be part of the the very first...The inaugural... Umm..." Gil let it drag out, obviously not sure what she was doing, but still, as she quickly pulled up Monica's legs over her shoulder into a power-bombing position, she wasn't strong enough to hold her up very long, so she quickly stumbled forward, wobbling and nearly toppling over multiple times, but ultimately, reaching their destination and placing Monica up a-top the corner, sitting her on the turn-buckles. "...Alright, stay right there, I'm coming up...!" Gil had to be playing with her, she was treating this like an opportunity to try out new moves rather than to wrestle...!

She clambered up, standing on the turn buckles, brushing her rear-end against Monica's face as she spun around. "...I don't really think I though this through, hold on...!" Gil turned back around, nestling Monica's face into her crotch, as she bent over, grabbing Monica's shoulders. "...No, that won't do..." She swung around, again, this time a little to hastily, falling back, but luckily catching herself without falling off the top of the ropes, and landing softly on Moncia's face...! "...Phew, that was close...!"

[RJD]

" mff...g-get off. " Monica grumbled as Gil pressed her very modest breasts into her face, teasing the prudish street fighter under her cleavage. The stubborn fighter tired herself out trying to push out against the futile smother, wasting her energy until Gil switched positions and lifted her up between her legs, and squeezed them shut so her thighs squished into Monica's cheeks.

Gil lifted her up for a power bomb, a movement that disorientated Monica as she was lifted and spun around, left even more confused when she was placed into a seated position. Monica had exhausted herself earlier but resisting, and now Gil had confused her with all her flippant positioning. The street fighter stayed in line as Gil climbed the turnbuckle with her, pressing her cute little crotch into Monica's face.

" Mff... " Monica mumbled, feeling her shoulders being grabbed and used for support, Monica herself lifting her hands to remove them, but they removed herself as Gil spun around standing on the top ropes, falling back and landing booty first into Monica's face. The crowd erupted in a mix of laughter and cheers at the absurdly humiliating position, as Gil went for the top rope facesit! And landed it without a hitch!

" Mfff... " Monica mumbled, lifting her hands up to Gil's thighs to push up... but in this position Gil's weight was centred down on her face, and Monica had nowhere to flee to, and didn't have enough strength to lift Gil from her face, all Monica could do was hold those thighs as Gil's perfect little butt turned her into wrestling's most elevated throne.

" Mff....mmm...mfffghh! " Monica protested, mumbling pitifully into Gil's booty.

[Arista]

Gil's clumsy actions made for a perfect one-woman three stooges act, the crowd ate it up, but it was rather unfortunate for Monica, she was the butt of all the jokes, laughter erupted anytime Gil messed up but still managed to land her ass onto the poor woman's face, and no matter her efforts, she struggled to free herself at all...!

"...Phew, thanks for hanging in there for me, Monica, I'll figure this out eventually...!" She stayed put, inspecting her surroundings, it was clear she just went for whatever with little to no planning, which maybe is why her record was as bad as it was...

"...Ah, I got it...!" With that, Gil stood back atop the top-most ropes, and attempted something risky, only able to work if Monica didn't give any resistance...! If she could, she would catch Monica's head and neck in her thighs, preparing herself before she leaned far back, and then lunched forward, looking to make Monica kiss the canvas...!

[RJD]

" Mfff... " Monica mumbled in anguish at her position, breathing deeply under those cheeks instinctually and mumbling into that perk little butt. Soon the street fighter had a chance to breath again, as after her failed attempt to free herself Gil got off her face.

Monica drew breaths, blushing and stunned from the humiliating top turnbuckle facesit, still gathering her thoughts when Gil wrapped her thighs around her neck.

" W-what are you even doing?! " Monica started to stutter, blushing in embarrassment as Gil was still being thoroughly unpredictable, Monica wouldn't get much time to move past her confusion as Gil lurched back and pulled Monica down face first using her thighs, the fans continuing to laugh somewhat, though some cheered at the creative move that left the more basic brawler herself shocked.

Monica was pulled forward and face planted hard into the canvas, faceplanting completely with enough force to do some real damage. The former thug was knocked completely loopy, face remaining planted into the canvas. Thus far, Monica was taking every creative piece of Gil's offence she threw at her, bewildered and unable to respond to the puzzling set ups before it was too late.

" Ughhh... " Monica groaned, now hurt beyond just her pride, her head spinning, leaving her out of it and ripe for more creative shenanigans from Gil, who had been treating this match as more of a move exhibition! And embarrassingly Monica was proving unable to stop her right now.

[Arista]

Gil simply leaned forward, and with it, Monica was forced to follow as she was caught between Gil's powerful thighs...! Both slammed down onto the canvas, though one, Monica, took way more of a hit than Gil, who landing on her knees...!

"...Ow, that one was a bit rough on my knees, I need to work on that landing...!" Gil giggled, Monica's face still buried into the canvas. "...But, there is plenty more to be done, come on, girlie...!" Gil got to her feet, grabbing the back of Monica's bottoms and her hair and leading her up to her feet as gentle as possible...! "...What next...?" Gil was being reckless, but really, she could afford to be,, especially since she knew that move was good enough to keep Monica out of it for a good minute or two...!

"...I got it...!" Gil bent her opponent over, and stuffed her head between her legs, clamping down and creeping her fingers to her bottoms, wedging the slowly up Monica's ass...! "...Let's try something new...!" Gil then struggled, but ultimately succeeded in lifting up Monica, holding her upside down as she wobbled and barely kept a good hold on her, her grip on Monica's bottoms only slipped them down, exposing half of Monica's ass before Gil dropped down for a clumsy piledriver...!

[RJD]

Girl's thighs proved a bad place to be as Monica was dropped hard onto her head and face, knocked out of it. The street fighter felt herself being grasped by the tug of her bottoms and her hair, she was pulled up gently and slowly, but that last move gave Gil all the time in the world to bend her over and pull her between her thighs once more.

The amish of those legs into her head was becoming a familiar sensation for Monica, but she was more alarmed by the feeling of those hands gripping and pulling her shorts, wedging them casually up her ass, showing off Monica's fat but toned booty to the crowd as her shorts were ate up.

" A-away from the butt! " Monica ordered, blushing and squirming under Gil, accodentally giving her foe a good view of her wiggling booty, and Monica could feel her wedgie increasing and increasing, to the point she was bent over and on her tip toes to raise her ass high enough into the sky.

Monica moved her hands to Gil's thighs and grasped them, but before her plan came to fruition she felt herself being lifted by the wedgie again, this time off the canvas as she cried and moaned out at once, an embarrassed noise before she was dropped stiff on her head once more by that piledriver, knocking her fully prone as she flopped forward onto her stomach.

All the bottom pulling resulted in Monica's attire being slid down from where the hem line was previously, now the top half of her butt cheeks hung out of her bottoms like they were cleavage, overflowing wholly at the top.

" Ughhh... " Monica grumbled, slowly trying to lift off the mat and push up from the canvas, trying to begin a slow crawl towards one side of the ropes. The street fighter trying to get hold of something to help her up.

[Arista]

Gil was being playful in her own eyes, but to Monica, she was being nothing short of the biggest-pest, and a little-gremlin! Her taunts and teases were common for anyone who was unfortunate enough to find themselves losing against her at any point, but it was the sharpest blade in her arsenal, as to her, humiliating and bothering one with words was just as effective as a jab to the nose...!

"...Away from the butt!? But butts... Heh, I said butt twice..." Gil stopped to giggle like a child. "...What was I getting at before? Oh, right! But butts are what I do best...! Ahem, phrasing...!" Gil made herself blush before performing the worst executed and most clumsy, yet somehow still effective piledriver ever! It was surely enough to have Eiji Matsumoto fuming at home...!

As they both landed Gil looked onto the much worse-for-wear, Monica, noticing the number done on her, and the face that her ass as hanging half-out of her bottoms...! "...Oops, let me fix that for you...!" Gil got back to her feet, and grabbed the crawling girl by her bottoms and dragging her closer to her before un-picking her wedgie for her and pulling them back into place so they at-least mostly covered her rear! "...Good as new...!" She gave a hearty smack to her backside and then went right back to it...!

"...So, what to do, what to do..." She pondered, tapping her finger on her chin, then kneeling down, her knee extended outright. "...I have a perfect idea...!" A smug, mischievous grin spread wide on her face, cheek-to-cheek, toothy as can be as she led the helpless girl over her knee, with nothing but encouragement from the crowd...! "...I've been given... A couple of these, only twice or so over the knee, but maybe it's time I dish out my revenge for all the times people thought they could spank the Great Armagilo...!" She cackled like an evil genius, then she rained down a flurry of blows, her palm cracking hard against Monica's upturned bottom...!