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

[Devastated]

Trapping Oishi in her generous rack and locking in that standing smother hold of hers, she could feel Oishi struggle and push against her. Yet, the blonde firmly held on, struggling and stumbling a bit as she shifted her stance every now and then. Trying to make sure she was in a good standing position. Compensating for Oishi's struggles to remain stable.

The arms of Isabella would tighten around that head to firmly embrace Oishi's skull against her bosom. " See? That's how it's done." Isabella let out as she would suddenly try and swing Oishi to the side and try to throw her down onto the mat, following along as she aimed to take her down onto her back with Isabella on top, still with the breast smother locked in. Laying on top of the fellow blonde, as she tried to bring her legs down to press them down against Oishi's looking to pin her down more effectively.

[TiefBlau]

Oishi was stumbling around from the position that she was in at the moment, Isabella's breasts just fully engulfing her face, draining her steadily through her struggling. She tried to pull herself back, wanting to get out of the hold--but before she could manage to do any sort of such, she was swung around, taken down hard straight to the mat onto her back!!

Her grunt of the impact was totally muffled from those breasts still full in her face, her legs pinned firmly down onto the mat, desperately pushing up at the girl's sides as she whines out helplessly. Her head was pounding and spinning, her chest feeling like it was about to burst with how hard her heart is pounding and racing. The smother pin was taking alot out of her, feeling herself fading more and more by the second, a visible gulp forming in her throat.

[Devastated]

Isabella held onto Oishi's head tightly, keeping it within a tight embrace against the generous rack of the blonde ojou. She smirked a bit as she felt Oishi grab at her hips and try and push her away. Only for Isabella to suddenly throw them to the right and drop Oishi down onto her back with Isabella on top. Pinning her down and keeping that firm breast smother locked in...just now it was with a full body pin to accompany it.

She would let out a soft chuckle as she felt Oishi push desperately on her sides, but she remained firmly planted on top of her fellow blonde. She wasn't about to be easily forced off of Oishi, as she intended to leave her close to knocked out before finishing her foe off for good.

[TiefBlau]

Oishi was struggling more and more to just keep her bearings--Isabella having quite the grip and control over her at this point. A visible gulp formed in her throat yet again in her struggles to endure, her twists and turns starting to slow down more and more as her engulfing, soft chest was ridding her of her air entirely. Her head felt like it was about to explode with how hard it was pounding--and her pushing up at her was weakening by the second.

She could only whimper out a little more into Isabella's chest, her own chest feeling like it was burning up from her lack of oxygen that she was getting, her body feeling like it was about to go limp. Her arms slipped down fully, landing on t he mat, feeling like she was just seconds away from passing out beneath her.

[Devastated]

It was clear that Oishi was going to keep struggling, but right now Isabella had a got position on top of her fellow blonde wrestler. She had her pinned down and that generous bosom of hers was pressed down firmly on Oishi's face, cutting her off from all forms of breathing. It would only be a matter of time before Oishi would pass out...

Isabella could already feel it, Oishi was weakening and she was starting to go limp. Those arms of hers stopped pushing at her sides and instead flopped down onto the canvas. " Good girl..." Isabella softly spoke out, as she would start to push herself up. Rising towards her feet, she kept a hold of Oishi's head as she was rising, trying to pull the newcomer up onto her feet along side her.

The Flame Tyrant would then try and duck down and pull Oishi up onto her shoulder's in a fireman's carry. Lifting her up as she would then turn around 180 degrees and then try and lift Oishi's legs up and over, trying to throw her to the side and in the motion turn and shift her weight as she tried to come down on top of Oishi while trying to slam the blonde down into the canvas. Looking to give Oishi a rather rough ending as she aimed to hit her finisher - Balmung

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[TiefBlau]

Oishi was just--continuing to whimper and groan against Isabella's chest, doing her best to keep herself..but honestly..she felt herself fading by the second. This--could be the end of the match right here for her..defeated in such a soft, humiliating way..it was definitely something for sure to happen in her debut..but to her surprise, Isabella suddenly got up and off of her.

She took deep and heavy breaths in and out through her mouth, shaking her head just a little, an honest, slight little blush on her cheeks from her calling her 'good girl' after having just smothered her for so long in that..quite soft chest.

She winces a little as she was steadily pulled and lifted right up onto her shoulders, a bit of a yelp coming from her mouth as she was put in that fireman's carry. She wriggles and writhes around a bunch--but way too weak to actually fight back at the moment. She was turned and thrown--slammed down quite roughly, her whole body rocked hard with Isabella's finisher! She ended up just--totally sprawled on her back--her whole body feeling heavy from the hard impact.

[Devastated]

Isabella held Oishi up into the air on her shoulders. Keeping her up in the air for a moment as the fellow blonde wiggled and writhed on her, though Isabella had a firm grip of her and wasn't about to let her go. Not on Oishi's terms at least, she instead threw Oishi out and brought her crashing down onto the canvas with her finisher! Flattening Oishi against the canvas with her chest on top and across the sprawled out Japanese wrestler.

"Mpheh~" Isabella let out a scoff sounding laugh, as she would push up and shift her position. Looking to guide one knee over Oishi's head and plant her shapely rear right down on that face. Going for a face-sit pin on the debuting wrestling! One hand reached forward and took a hold of Oishi's tit as the other arms of Isabella was brought up into the air as she would raise her fingers with each count the referee did.

"One!" - The referee called out as she slapped her hand down and as she did the first of Isabella's fingers were raised.

[TiefBlau]

Oishi was wriggling around just a little on her back, her chest rising and falling dramatically as she was just--trying to regain herself from taking that hard hit. She shook her head a little, expecting her to just pin her right there--but of course--she got that last little bit of dominance over her. She saw her slip over her, her eyes widening as that sizable butt pressed right onto her face, smothering her deeply between her cheeks.

She let out little muffled sounds into her ass, her hips only wriggling slightly as ISabella kept her hand at her chest, taking a hold of it as she counted with the pin for the other. She had no response for this, totally out of it, just letting out little whimpers into that engulfing butt of hers, the referee's count being completely uninterrupted by her.

"Two!"

[Devastated]

It seemed as if Oishi was completely out of it, as all that she could do was wriggle underneath her. Isabella squeezed upon Oishi's breast a bit harder as the refereed slapped her hand down for that second time. She raised another finger and then waited for the final count, pushing her weight down upon Oishi's face a bit more to completely cement the fact for Oishi that she was beaten.

"Threee!!!!"

The third count came as the referee slapped her hand down against the canvas and with it Isabella raised her third finger. The crowd began to throw cheers around the ring as the Flame Tyrant sat triumphant on top of Oishi. The blonde cockily smirked and rubbed her rear down upon Oishi's face one final time before pushing up to her feet, getting her arm raised by the referee as she stood besides Oishi's fallen body.

[TiefBlau]

That was it---the final count--Oishi officially losing the first match of hers--getting dropped in quite the debut as Isabella made sure to rub that butt of hers down into her face a little to 'rub it in' a bit. She could only groan out against her ass--sprawled out on her back fully as her sizable chest rose and fell dramatically. She just stared up at the lights, shaking her head just a little.

A long sigh came from her mouth when she was able to completely regain herself, fine with letting Isabella get her little celebration at the end. She couldn't deny it, the other blonde was incredibly good. It would be silly to be mad or anything for losing this match.

"Ahh--maan.." She spoke under her breath a little, groaning just from the slightly burning lungs from how long she's been smothered beneath Isabella.