Su Yumi vs. Kasumi Oshiro, Purple and Punk!

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After taking a few more breaths and feeling the pain subside, Yumi turned around to face Katsumi. The punk girl had taken her time getting out of the ring to fight her, not rushing in as she had expected. But Katsumi wasn't slowing down her offense, as she grabbed Yumi and spun her around, throwing a chop right across the Chinese girl's boobs before she could react!

"Ugh!" Yumi gasped as her breasts got crushed by that vicious blow, deforming under the side of the chop before bouncing back into position. It knocked Yumi back, making her hiss in pain. But Yumi wasn't going to take that blow lying down. By the time she reared back up, she was already making her counterattack.

"Take this!" Yumi shouted, throwing her forearm forward to smash it against Katsumi's chest in retaliation. She knew that Katsumi's breasts we're probably already sore and hurting from taking that dropkick, so like her opponent she purposefully targeted those aching buds as well! That would teach her a lesson, Yumi thought, as she hoped that blow would knock Katsumi back and give her another opening with which to strike!

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Katsumi was admittedly trying to avoid chopping right on the bust. For as punky and rotten as she is, there's a part of her that doesn't want to cross certain lines. As antithetical as it might seem, it's a respect thing. So while the audience definitely raves when Yumi's breasts take that hard chop, Katsumi is paused just a moment in sympathetic wince. They're too close to the crowd for her to say anything discreetly! She'll just have to wait!

And it's in that pause that Yumi fires back, clubbing the studded bralet! "Ahn!," gasps Katsumi, staggering back a step and shielding herself with her left arm, eyes wide. W-was that on purpose?! She didn't mean to hit her there, dammit!

Aching though she is, Katsumi aims to keep the pressure on! Reaching forward, she grabs for Yumi's hair to yank her away from the barricade and charge her back against the edge of the ring, hoping to arch her painfully into the corner, leaning heavily into her body, stomach to stomach, hips to hips.

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Yumi had no idea Katsumi wasn't trying to chop her breasts, to her it seemed perfectly in line to what the punk cheater would do. So she was justified in striking back on the exact same spot! The stunned look Katsumi gave her told her that blow really hurt, Yumi grinning in satisfaction in response. " That's right," she thought, "I can hit you like that too!"

Katsumi didn't remain stunned for long though, reaching in and grabbing Yumi by her long purple hair to yank her away from the barricade, making her yelp in pain in response. Her hands grabbed at Katsumi's to try and force her to let go, but Katsumi moved too quickly, spinning Yumi around and driving her back against the ring apron, pressing her entire body against Yumi's as she pulled her head and forced her to arch backwards painfully! Yumi groaned, struggling to push Katsumi off of her, finding it impossible to budge the punk girl with how much pressure she was exerting.

So Yumi switched tactics. She kicked up her feet, wrapping her legs around Katsumi's body and squeezing down, using the pressure against the ring apron as a fulcrum to make that motion easier. At the same time, she scooted backwards, relieving the pressure on her back as she straightened out and pulled Katsumi towards the edge of the ring! Yumi would then grab the back of her opponent's head, pulling her forward until her neck was over the bottom ropes, before sharply pulling down, attempting to choke Katsumi against the bottom ropes until the girl let go of her hair!

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Katsumi... did not feel good about that hit. Well, on either side really, but especially for hitting Su Yumi there. She's an odd ducky, but she has a very specific line she tries to not cross in a match. And she accidentally totally crossed it. Of course, she got the hit right back, but she's not so selfish to attribute malice to it. She was likely getting her back! For the thing she didn't mean to do! And in truth, Katsumi was hoping to use this hold to ease the two of them into a holding position so she could maybe communicate a little on the sly with her. But they remain too close to the crowd, and the struggle is too persistent.

The bodies grind together, locked in that struggle as Katsumi arches her over the ring's edge. Her upper-body leans heavily against hers, just to emphasize the strain, chest mashing into chest. But to her surprise, Su Yumi wraps her legs around her hips, pulling her in even tighter. Was she... enjoying the proximity between them? Sure, Su Yumi's pretty, she's in shape, and there's a latent sort of eroticism to struggling for dominance with her-

The distracted train of thought is derailed when she finds her neck braced against the bottom rope. Eyes widen, and she grabs at the rope desperately to try to bend and contort it away, unable to make a sound as the air is squeezed out of her.

"Three!," comes a voice from above. Three? When did they get to three!? The referee has been counting the whole time! Katsumi's been so distracted with wrestling her outside that she hadn't even taken notice! And now she's trapped against the ropes, pressed and squeezed against the Chinese girl!

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The rope choke was a bit unfair, but with the kind of pressure Katsumi was exerting upon her Yumi didn't have many options. Luckily it seemed that hold was giving the punk girl some pause, making her loosen up the pressure while also getting her all desperate. At the very least her hands left Yumi's hair and instead went to the ropes to try and free herself. That gave Yumi the opening she needed. She was finally able to scoot herself back further into the ring, releasing her bodyscissor and curling her legs, planting her feet against Katsumi's hips.

"Get off!" she said, releasing Katsumi's head while at the same time kicking out, trying to send Katsumi reeling back while pushing herself into the ring. Yumi hadn't noticed or really cared about the referee counting, she was back in the ring already after all. But Katsumi would need to hurry up if she didn't want to be disqualified!

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"FOUR!"

Alarm bells were blaring in Katsumi's mind, but not due to the referee counting. Rather, the lack of oxygen and strangulation on the ropes. It's panic-inducing! And that much is written on her face, from wide eyes to gagging mouth. Everything is secondary to the need to not suffocate.

Thankfully, it doesn't come to that. The pressure is released on her head, and she rears back to take a quick gasp of air, weakly pushing the cable away from her neck. But a pair of legs has blasted against her center of gravity, forcing her back in an uncontrolled stumble. She hits the barricade on her side with a loud clatter, one arm hanging over it while she recollects herself, the other arm rubbing her neck. And now, she is the recipient of totally legitimate pats from ring-side fans.

Not that she cares. She lives for that adoration, even if they pat her while booing her.

Panting softly, bright green eyes are raised to Yumi in the ring.

"FIVE!"

She leans off the barricade and takes a moment to paw her hair back, deliberately fussing with her image just as a sign of disrespect to the referee's insistence and her opponent waiting. She's too cool for wrestle-school, see.

"SIX!"

Finally, Katsumi waves her arms as if to shoo Yumi further from the ropes. And then she motions at the referee. "Make her back off so I can get in!"

Not that that was ever really going to delay her. She's just being difficult on purpose. Still, the girl hopes her hip up onto the ring's edge and rolls beneath the bottom rope to re-enter the ring.

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After releasing Katsumi, Yumi quickly scooted back in the ring and got to her feet. She took a few deep breaths, rubbing her lower back and boobs, still a bit sore from those hits. But Katsumi was surely in worse shape, she thought, peering over the ropes to see how her punk opponent was doing. It seemed that Katsumi was taking a few seconds to recover too, tossing her hair behind her head before making her way to the ring, yelling at the ref and Yumi to get back while she climbed inside. Yumi raised up her arms, meeting her challenge.

"What, are you scared?" Yumi said, "Come on in and let's continue!"

She did take a few steps back though, giving Katsumi the room she wanted to get back inside the ring. She wouldn't even attack while Katsumi rolled inside and got back to her feet. The second her opponent was standing though, Yumi immediately attacked, stepping forward with her arms raised, aiming to grab Katsumi and grapple with her opponent, trying to force her into a corner where she could pin her back against a turnbuckle!

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Admittedly, Katsumi anticipated an attack while she was re-entering. But she's happy to take the opportunity to get to her feet! Though she's immediately met with a grapple, not shying back from the challenge. Skin slaps to skin, aggressively seizing at Yumi's elbow and collar.

Yumi rushing her keeps her from planting her feet, however, quickly falling back several steps before her bare back hits the corner pads. "Nnf!" But she doesn't surrender the struggle. Rather, she redoubled her effort! The hand gripping at Yumi's elbow pushes upwards to try to disrupt her grapple and force her in closer, chest to chest! And if successful, she'll drop to her knees to yank Yumi forward, hoping to bash her face against the padding behind her!

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As Yumi quickly overpowered Katsumi and forced her onto the turnbuckle, she was hoping that her attack would be able to set her up for further assault. But Katsumi was fighting back, grabbing and grappling Yumi tightly, their bodies mashing together as they jostled for dominance. She was able to force Katsumi'a back up against the turnbuckle, but as she pulled back and prepared to launch her attack, the punk girl suddenly dropped down to her knees and yanked Yumi's head forward, smashing her facefirst into the padded steel post!

"Ugh!" Yumi grunted, the blow making her reel back, stunned after taking that hit. If Katsumi released her, she would take several steps back, her footing wobbly as she blinked stars out of her vision, one hand holding her head as she groaned in pain.

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It was a gambit, but one that paid off - not only with the clatter of the ring supports meeting a face, but the audible grunt of pain from the impact! Katsumi does indeed release the Chinese grappler afterwards to get a little more space between them, but doesn't seem to get too much. Not enough for a charging attack, but with enough of a daze - by her estimation, at least! - to land something a bit rougher and take her down!

With Yumi backed off, Katsumi grabs the top rope at either side and hops up, boots nimbly alighting upon the middle ropes. There is no preening, no taunting. Just a quick beat to assess trajectory before she launches herself at her opponent! Arms and legs pull back as her body tilts aside, aiming to slam her toned, trim stomach against Yumi's torso to bear her down to the mat in a hard crossbody!

And once the two are on the mat, she'd waste no time adjusting her position into a cover. Sliding down a little to press her stomach hard across Yumi's belly, abdominals to abdominals. Her right arm reaches back to hook her leg near the hip, tucking it against her waist. The other arm props against the mat, supporting her as she arches her midsection tighter against Su Yumi's in dominant poise, head turning to look to the pinned girl's face.