Tag Team Beach Match: Mermaids of the Blue vs Keyboard Warriors

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The plan went well- at least at the beginning. Achates could successfully trick her opponent and dashed to behind Chiaki. Even if the pink haired girl could reflect on time about what happened, Achates was still quick enough to grab onto Chiaki's arms, "Surprised?" the blonde would try her best to drag her opponent away for a grapple move to send Chiaki towards the ropes.

However, that was where things went down hill.

Achates made a slight miscalculate on her plan, that was underestimating her opponent's own strength against her grapple, either due to the differences of their physical ability or their different conditions currently, one barely recovered from the damage, another hadn't break a sweat yet. As Chiaki started also pulling Achates towards her direction, he blonde just begun realizing that how her strength could keep up that well. As her body was being dragged towards Fuuka's position against her wish, Achates started panicking, no matter how hard she tried to pull against her opponent's force, with the feeling of the friction between the her shoes and the sand, she was still being moved to the position to far from what she intended. "Grrraah!" When Achates was still focusing on how to save such a uncontrollable situation, suddenly Chiaki sent a ruthless knee strike, right onto her exposed belly. Such a punishment on her soft belly made the blonde cough out air, at that moment she lost her strength to even fight back, she would bend down her upper body trying to ease the pain, and for long enough for the opposite team to perform their next move.

While Achates's attention was being moved by her sore stomach, "Errr?" She then felt four hands landed on her body, two on her arms two on her legs. "Hey! Two on one again... Ahhh!" The next moment, a series of feelings were forced on her limbs, with her arms being grabbed and locked by both of her opponents, her body was being lifted upwards while her legs begun being separated. "Yahhh! No!" Achates tried to resist both Chiaki and Fuuka's attempting to separate her legs, as she would try her hardest to put both of her thighs back together, but her minimum strength stood no chance against the force of two people. "GGGAAAHH!" Achates let out a loud screech in agony as her leg was being completely, straightforward and mercilessly separated. "IGH! KAAHH! No... AH!" With her body completely lifted in the air, in this position her hip as carried all her body weight, the painful stretch made the poor blonde felt the joints of her soft thighs were about to dislocate. What's just as terrible as this, was just like what happened to her partner, she was forced to show off her crotch which was only being covered by one layer of her swimsuit, as the material was stretched and start sinking into the flesh, where a little gap was visible if observed closely on her blue bikini bottom. Achates's face started blushing, biting her own teeth while her eyes closed and wetted by her tears. "Ahhh... emmm... why..." She whimpered, she didn't understand, she didn't understand in their first tag team match they would meet opponents so ruthless.

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In this match, if Chiaki or Fuuka wanted to do something, it felt like they could just do it. At will, with little to no meaningful resistance. If Chiaki wanted to overpower an opponent that had gotten a bit of a drop on her and drag them where she wanted them to be, she did. If Fuuka wanted to tag in and go for a complex submission that required a decent level of coordination and strength, she did. It was almost like the Keyboard Warriors had been given training mode CPUs to practice on before they went on to real matches. Things just didn't go this well for them in the ring.

"I wonder if this is what it's like for other people to fight us?" Fuuka half thought aloud, half genuinely asked Chiaki.

"Enjoy it Fuuka," Chiaki responded. "It's not everyday that wrestlers like us get to have fun like this." Much like Montmorancy, Achates was quick to tear up once she had been locked into a submission hold. Then, for what would most likely be the last time in this match, the Mermaids demonstrated their seeming lack of understanding of wrestling. She asked the Warriors why they were doing this.

"Well," Fuuka said. "We're putting you in a submission hold so you submit. And we win." Fuuka thought that there had to be something she was missing, as asking a wrestler why they perform holds is like asking a dog why it barks. It's just what they do. "Hey Chiaki, think we can earn the High Score?" Fuuka asked with a grin.

"With our pace, definitely," answered Chiaki. And the Keyboard Warriors would transition to the big finisher. They pulled free Achates' arms as the two dominant wrestlers dropped down onto their backs. It'd take some adjusting and finagling, but soon the blonde would be trapped in High Score, a two person Romero Special.

High Score

The math here was quite simple: double the people, double the pain. Both Chiaki and Fuuka could focus their entire strength on pulling one arm each instead of having to spread their strength out. This would immensely increase the pull and strain on Achates' shoulders and the bending in her back. The leg spread part of the Romero Special was also buffed, as less body parts to focus on meant that Chiaki and Fuuka could each stretch Achates' legs a bit further apart than normal. "Just give up," said Fuuka. "And it'll all be over."

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As that embarrassing and painful kept going, Achates's faces completely turned red, her eyes were entirely wettened by her tears which blur her vision. "Let... go...igh... ahhh..." Right now the pain has tortured Achates so much that she didn't have enough strength to scream, only to weep and groan about her pain. Her legs were stretched so badly that sensations on her thighs turned numb, only the feeling of pain and her swimsuit bottom digging between her cheeks kept sending all over her body. Their opponents were ruthless, as they had brought more pain to both Achates and Mont than they could handle.

In her blurry mind which was tormented by the sore and humiliation, she could barely hear Chiaki and Fuuka talking about something, something related to "high score", what does that even mean? But the blonde didn't get any chance to think about that, she would feel her body once again begun to be moved by her opponents. Achates felt she was being lifted up even further, while her locked and stretched legs was let go for a short moment, not long enough for her thighs to recover from the numbness, her legs where being locked once again in a different position. With all the actions stopped, it was been seen that right now Achates was being trapped in some sort of two-person surfboard, as both Chiaki and Fuuka started to pulling the blonde's arms downwards and stretched her legs apart just like before. Unlike her partner, Mont who's body was being balled up, now Achates was being forced to display her petite body in such a "stretchy" way. "AAAHHH..." Achates let out a groan, she was too exhausted from the pain to scream out loud. However, upon hearing Fuuka telling her to give up or in this case, submit, Achates still replied: "No... That... willl never happen... Argh!" Her voice was weak, but a slight anger could still be heard. Yes the pain was horrible, yes the humiliation was awful, but both Achates and Mont knew if they submit, they would only just satisficed all their torturous opponents wanted, which they would never let that happen.

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It was a tough angle to manage, but Chiaki managed to get a decent look at Achates' face. It was scrunched up, red, and crying. Her body was practically immobile at this point, and she seemed too weak at this point to scream in pain. In short: utterly cooked. Chiaki then spared a glance at her opponent's partner. There was no way Montmorancy would be able to get into the ring and seriously interfere. This match was over in every way but officially.

"Please surrender," asked Fuuka with genuine politeness and concern in her voice. "Neither of us want to hurt you. We just want to win. And submitting you as a team is our best way of doing that. So please just give up, this only gets worse the longer you're in it." Like Chiaki, Fuuka could read the writing on the wall. At this point, she just wanted to avoid causing unnecessary pain or injury to Achates.

This was the finisher hold for the Keyboard Warriors. There was nothing to transition into from here. Chiaki and Fuuka were simply going to hold Achates suspended in midair until some miracle saved the blonde, or until she submitted. "Trust me Achates," Chiaki said. "I think we can hold this for longer than you can take it."

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"No...no...I won't submit... igh, ah!" Despite her body had taken so much more damage than she could handle, despite her body was now being stretched and displayed in such a humiliating way, Achates, still, completely refused to give up. She knew that if she surrender by herself right now, all the pain her team, her friend and herself took all this time would be meaningless, as although the chance seemed little, but the blonde would understand their team could still find chance to turn this match around at some point. "Hey... Mont... you... argh! Don't submit, too... uggh!" Achates tried hard to turn her head towards her partner who laid on the ground outside and struggling to recover, she would told Mont to keep going, too, no matter the brown haired girl heard her or not.

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Neither Chiaki nor Fuuka were expecting Achates to last this long before giving up. It didn't matter, as the blonde would have to last for longer than she should realistically be able to if she was hoping for Montmorancy to save her. As the woman still had yet to get up ever since she had left the ring. And someone who couldn't even stand, obviously couldn't interfere with the submission.

"Just give it time," said Chiaki. "She can be stubborn, but she can't last forever."

"Of course, I have no issue with being patient," Fuuka replied. The Keyboard Warriors, the crowd, the audience watching at home, they could al see that Achates' stubbornness would achieve nothing but prolonged pain for herself. The only person who seemed to still need to get the memo was Achates herself. But considering that the helpless wrestler was crying so much that it was running down her face and onto her opponents, common sense said that it would be sooner rather than later.

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"No...no...NO! That will never happen!" Achates continuously expressing her unwillingness, but comparing to begging, she was now more of showing off her anger towards her ruthless opponents. Despite her not knowing what will happen next, but one thing she knew, that is "I will not submit!"

"Achates... please... don't do this to yourself..." Montmorancy tried to talk to Achates, as she recovered a little from the damage done to her before, she just couldn't bare to see her partner suffer like that. "No... If I... give... up, these two people will get what they... want... we... should never... let that... happen..." Despite Mont's convience, Achates still kept her own thoughts for not submit, no matter what their opponents do to them next.

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While Chiaki had admittedly just preached patience, she was starting to get annoyed at Achates' refusal to surrender. It wasn't that the gamer girl had anywhere to be after this or anything, but it was the pointlessness of it that frustrated her. Achates wasn't fighting back or resisting. She was just hanging there in midair, stubbornly screaming her refusal to submit like a child throwing a tantrum when everything else, even her own partner and her own body, were saying that it was over. Achates' pride would only get her injured if anything. She was accusing the Warriors of being ruthless when she was just bringing all this pain onto herself. Chiaki was well known as a perseverant woman, but even she was smart enough to comprehend when she was truly beat.

Fuuka, sensing her partner's growing frustration, offered a solution, "Maybe trying to force a submission isn't the best course of action here."

"You might be right, I think," said Chiaki. "Hey hey, submit, or else we'll just knock you out. Fuuka will suffocate you by sitting on your face, and I'll choke you with a headscissor. You won't even be able to give up. You'll have to just lie there and take it until you pass out." Then, predicting what Achates may say next, Chiaki added on, "And before you call me ruthless again, I didn't have to offer you a last chance to surrender."

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The surfboard stretch started exhausting Achates as the time went by, her body begun uncontrollably shaking and her voice could obviously be hear becoming weaker and weaker. The waves of sore sent through out her limbs, joints, spine and all over the body, while the shape of her body was humiliatingly displayed to all the audiences to inspect. "Hehe... igh... calling you ruthless? Ah... That would be an understatement... yah..." However, despite all the pain and humiliation, hearing her opponents' demand of surrender once again, Achates was still didn't being moved a little. "Surrender...? No! Ayah..." Clearly, the blonde refused the submission, "You all... just like... your team name... thinking verbally threating would be effective... so similar to those actual 'Keyboard Warriors'!" Enduring the pain, Achates still try to sound threatening, threw out all the expressions towards her opponents. "Achates... please! No!" Mont screamed from outside of the ring, she wanted her partner to submit because she couldn't witness her suffering anymore, but the blonde seemed didn't give attention to it, as she still tried to hold her refusion of surrender.

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As the Keyboard Warrior's request for Achates' submission was once more denied, they knew that the best course of action at this point was to accept that the blonde wouldn't give up unless they actually injured her, or did something similar. Which meant that victory would have to be achieved through a different method. "So Chiaki," said Fuuka with a little nervousness in her voice. "I assume you want to do Blue Screen of Death?"

"Only if you're comfortable with it Fuuka," answered Chiaki, recognizing that the hold put Fuuka in a somewhat compromising position.

"Oh, no! It's fine, Chiaki," said Fuuka. The two girls released Achates, letting her fall onto her back.

"Unfortunately for you, unlike Internet trolls, we're backing up our words with action," Chiaki said. The gamer girl then took her position first, laying down on top of Achates and locking in a reverse headscissor. Then Fuuka would follow up by sitting down on the blonde for a facesit smother, with her blue bikini pressed into the victim's face giving the hold it's name.

Blue Screen of Death

The match had been on a timer ever since the Keyboard Warriors had locked in Alt+F4, but with their chance from a submission to a smother, Achates no longer got to decide how long that timer was. No amount of stubbornness could give her more air. She would pass out eventually. What's more, the crowd was very much enjoying the show of the two techies dominating. Wanting more, cheers of "BOUNCE! BOUNCE! BOUNCE!" were directed at Fuuka, whom they hoped would make Achates' day even worse than it already was.

"Go ahead Fuuka," said Chiaki looking behind herself. "I think it'll be fun."

"o-okay," said Fuuka. She began just going up and down gently with her hands on her thighs. Then she began to pick up some steam, and the crowd's cheers increased along with Fuuka's bouncing speed. This gave the bluenette some more confidence to really get into it. She raised her arms up over her head and started to lean back and really put her weight into her bouncing, which was now going fast enough that Fuuka's breasts bounced along with her, earning her massive cheers.