Isabella Brandt Vs. Oishi Momoe (D) - Apex Qualifier Match

[Devastated]

Isabella ran at full speed, bouncing off of the ropes to add momentum to her charge towards Oishi. As she then drove, feet first into that generous rack of her blonde foe. Driving her boots right into Oishi for that basement dropkick seemed to work wonders, as it shot Oishi down flat onto her back and forced her to gasp and struggle for air. Isabella rolled back and onto her knees, smirking a little as she saw the state that Oishi was in.

She figured it was time that she slowed the pace down a bit. Looking to grab a hold of Oishi's arm and try and guide her up towards her feet. Since Oishi had taken the chance to show off her might before, Isabella felt as if it was perhaps time for her to upstage her foe. Trying to guide that head in under her armpit and then loop Oishi's arm over her own neck. Isabella would grab at Oishi's hip and then try and lift Oishi up, trying to hold her up in the air for a few seconds. Letting the blood rush down to the white clad fighter's head. Before she would then fall backwards and aimed to slam Oishi with a delayed vertical suplex!

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Oishi took a deep breath in and out through her teeth, unable to start getting to her feet in good enough time to do much to get things back on her side. She was totally vulnerable to Isabella at the moment, and she full well knew it. She shook her head a little, a bit of a whimper coming from her mouth as she scratched at the mat, trying to somehow start to kick herself to get things going.

Before she could do any such thing, Isabella was right on her, grabbing her by her arm, pulling her right up and under her armpit. Her eyes widened as she was lifted fully upside down, her body completely vertical with Isabella holding her in place. She grit her teeth hard, little whimpers coming from her mouth, her head feeling like it was spinning with how long she was upside down like t his--until finally everything turned. She was dropped fully onto her back, colliding with the mat hard, a jerk from the impact as her body rocked.

[Devastated]

Holding Oishi up into the air for a few seconds to let that blood flow down into her skull. Isabella smirked, taking a moment to enjoy the sound of Oishi's whimpering before she threw her down! Slamming her back first into the canvas with quite the impact! The crowd popped, cheering and jeering all around at the suplex thrown by the wrestler from Verona!

Isabella would push up to her knees, turning around and looking over at the downed Oishi. Licking her lips as she would try and grab at Oishi's head by a handful of that blonde hair. "Let's see how you handle this ~" the red-eyed blonde would speak out before trying to snake her legs around that head, folding one leg over the other as she aimed to lock in a figure four headlock! Letting Oishi's head rest against her groin while those bare thighs of hers' would squeeze Oishi's head.

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Oishi felt like the lights were spinning as she stared up, hearing the distant cheering from the crowd being the thing that brought her mind back into it. She shook her head a little, a deep breath pushing her generous chest up and down dramatically, unable to pick up the strength to push herself up at the moment. "Nnnh..Wow.." She says to herself, shutting her eyes tightly and opening them again, just doing her best to gain her bearings.

She let out a slight yelp as her hair was grabbed, her legs sliding around on the mat as her body was lift just slightly, her head pulled up to allow those thighs to lock around her head. She felt her get squeezed nice and firmly in that figure four headscissor hold, her fingers digging in hard to her thighs, gripping and prying desperately to try and loosen it as quickly as she could, feeling the intense strength she had in those legs!

[Devastated]

Isabella managed to wrap her legs around Oishi's head, tightly squeezing that skull and neck with those strong shapely legs of hers. Like a python wrapping around it's prey, so had Isabella trapped her foe. She placed her hands against the canvas behind her to give her some leverage as she was seated on the canvas. Feeling Oishi struggle in her hold, those legs of her foe shifting and sliding against the mat while those fingers of hers' dug into a that pristine white skin of Isabella's thighs.

She would push her hips up a bit, arching and trying to get a better leverage for her and a worse one for Oishi. " Hehe~ Looks like you're trapped." Isabella spoke out, her voice laced with pretty heavy amounts of confidence to it. " Can you escape? or would you like me to simply end you like this?"

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Those lovely legs of Isabella's were squeezing her head quite tightly, leaving Ooishi squirming and wriggling a little more and more in her grasp. She was gripping and pushing at her legs, her body arching and squirming as she turned left and right, trying her best to somehow find her way out of this trapped position. Isabella's thighs were definitely not weak by any means-and as the girl lift her hips, it added even more to the hold.

"U-ummn! I..I can get out!" She let out, her voice in turn lacking that full confidence that Isabella had just shown off with her own words. She grit her teeth hard, cursing under her breath a little, digging her boots into the mat. She was trying to somehow push and drag them, desperately attempting to somehow get to the ropes!

[Devastated]

Tightening her legs around Oishi's head, much as if she was tightening a noose around that neck....Isabella was taking some joy in feeling Oishi squirm in her grip. She felt Oishi twist and turn from left to right, but she had already stabilized herself by placing those arms behind her back for leverage. She wasn't about to let Oishi break out of this hold that easily.

"Can't? That's a shame. I guess you'll have to give up then." Isabella mocked as she would bring one of her hands forward, towards her lips and place the back of her hand against them. Feigning a yawn for a second or two. " Aaahwh~ Come now, don't waste too much time." Isabella continued to mock, but as she did so Oishi decided to start digging her boots into the canvas, slowly but surely dragging them towards the ropes. At first it caught Isabella off guard, as she only had one arm she was propping herself up by she slipped off of it and landed on her butt with a light thud. This gave Oishi all the time she needed to drag them closer and closer towards the ropes. Then finally the referee stepped in, the foot of Oishi was under the bottom rope and they told Isabella to release her.

"Tch~ Fine fine." The blonde exclaimed as she would unwrap her legs from Oishi and rise to her feet, backing up a few steps as she place her hands on her hips.

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Ooishi dragged the two of them closer and closer, Isabella's little mocking getting in her head quite a bit, making her start to blush a little. She shook her head just slightly..as much as she could with the squeezing that she was putting on her--before she finally managed to get enough space. She took a deep breath in and out, gaining her ground as much as she could. It felt like an eternity before she finally had her foot slipping right underneath the bottom rope, getting the referee to finally make Isabella break the hold.

She rubs her neck a little, rolling onto her front to just regain herself. Her sizable chest was extending out with each of her deep breaths, heart feeling like it was about to burst from her chest as she stayed up on all fours for a bit. She bit her lip hard, honestly feeling like her whole body was much heavier than it had been when she first started, a visible gulp appearing in her throat.

"Ahaa...h-how long of a little break can I get?" She let out jokingly, gripping the ropes to steadily pick herself up onto her feet.

[Devastated]

Isabella stood a few steps away from Oishi, hands on her hips as she looked down on Oishi. Watching as she was taking her time to recover...she would roll her neck around on her shoulders a little and then pull her arms behind her back, stretching them back as far as she could and in the process pushing out her chest quite a bit. A sight which the crowd certainly enjoyed.

As Oishi was taking her time to rest, Isabella would simply remain standing, stretching and making sure she was limber and ready. Hearing the joking question though got the Veronan wrestler to simply smirk. " I think that's enough." Before with lighting quick speed looking to step right up to Oishi and throw out a slicing knife edge chop right across that sizeable chest of Oishi.

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"Ahahaa okayyy" She let out to her words, nodding her head a couple times, readying herself as much as she could. She stepped up straight, going to get her arms up in the ready, stepping in towards her just a little--until she moved right in. Her eyes widened as that chop collided right with her chest, causing her large breasts to bounce and jiggle with the hit.

She yelps out, covering her chest from the chop, gritting her teeth a little before stepping in. "Have that back!!" She let out, going to turn her body just a little, trying to chop at her chest back as hard as she could!