Charity Ironwoman Match: Allie Lee vs. Chiaki Nanami

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With her head trapped in Chiaki's grip, and her oxygen swiftly running down, Allie knew that if she was going to act, it would have to be fast. Already, everything was feeling hot and stifling, and she was growing light-headed in the pink-haired girl's embrace. Although she was sure that slapping Chiaki across the ass was going to garner no small amount of attention - and indeed, the viewers were eating it up - her first priority was escape. But in the end, it hadn't done her many favors when it came to escaping her predicament, in no small part because Allie had tried to sweep Chiaki's legs out from under her rather than pushing the offensive. She thought that her opponent would be so distracted in that moment, it would leave her open long enough for Allie to strike. She also wanted to impress the viewers with a well-executed takedown - it was one of the first things she'd learned in her training, sure, but she was convinced the sight of her pulling it off at all would silence any doubters, who already were speculating about how she barely knew how to wrestle. But Chiaki was quickly wising up to Allie's tactics, and she knew a setup when she saw one. She was already prepared to adopt a wide-based stance, one that the blonde simply couldn't bring to budge!

The cameras could barely make out her face when she was buried so deeply into Chiaki's bosom. All that was visible on the feed were Allie's eyes - and they had gone wide in a panic. When she tried to grab for Chiaki's legs and nothing happened, it meant that her best-laid plans weren't going to work! The match was barely getting started, and she knew that if she was the one to take the first fall - especially this early on - it could only be a blow to her credibility and her status. And before she had a chance to change course, Chiaki had already thrown herself into motion - as she rolled herself to the ground, bowling her opponent down after her, and trapping Allison's face in her cleavage!

"MMMMFF!? MMF-!!" Now the cameras really couldn't see the look on Allie's face, but it was certainly one of alarm! Her face had gone red, not only from the stifling heat and lack of air, but because of the shock of facing such a close brush with defeat so prematurely! In a moment of shock, she started to buck and shake, doing all she could do unsettle her foe's dominant position. She could feel Chiaki's weight pushing down on her from above, squeezing more and more air out of her lungs, and no matter how much she twisted and turned, she could barely pull herself free. Her arms and legs flailed wildly as she kicked at the air, but that didn't do her many favors either. Perhaps, she realized, it was time for her to fall back on her first impulses. This time, she was going to make sure Chiaki felt it!

After the first time, Allie wouldn't have a hard time finding her opponent's backside. She swung out with another hard slap for Chiaki's rear, and this time, she would follow that up with even more, slapping all along the gamer girl's sides and thighs in a frantic whirlwind of palms. Some of her shots missed, but that didn't matter as long as some of them hit! If none of that worked, Allie would just fall back on her plan B. She would grab Chiaki by the waistband and yank up hard, hoping to drive the fabric of her bikini bottom between her cheeks!

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Chiaki was fully expecting Allie to fall unconscious to the Breast Smother once the American began to show how she would be fighting back. Allie tried some ineffectual bucking and twisting with her lower body, which Chiaki actually thought had a chance to work, had the blonde not been so quick to give up on the tactic and resort to the smacking and slapping she was currently doing.

Chiaki couldn't tell if Allie was trying to hit at anything in particular, but with how the two were positioned, Allie's arms only had enough reach to get to about the lower middle of Chiaki's back. And considering the American was pretty much swinging behind herself, she really did not have the type of power necessary to remove the gamer girl with her attempts at escape.

A lucky break, however, would soon come Allie's way. On one of her swings, her elbow managed to catch Chiaki in the side of her head. "Agh!" Chiaki hissed as she came partway off of Allie's face, though not enough to return her breath. But it appeared that the American sensed opportunity, as soon after her hands were digging into Chiaki's waist with a death grip

"ARGH!" Chiaki cried out as her hands shot out from underneath Allie's head to pry the blonde's hands off of her body. The pinkette succeeded, but fell back off of Allie in the process, ending the Breast Smother. Looking at her body, Chiaki could see the marks left on her skin from Allie's grip. "Not as big a fan of smothers as me, eh?" Chiaki quipped as she rubbed her sides.

[CaptainL]

Allie was getting desperate. She was growing light-headed, and everything around her felt hot and stifling; her face had gone red and slick with sweat, and her eyes were fading in and out of focus - not that she could see much of anything anyway. With each passing moment she could feel the stamina draining away from her, and her struggles grew weaker and more sluggish the more her energy dwindled. She knew she needed to do something fast, or she would have no choice but to fall unconscious here and now - and that was something she was in no mood to do! When she reached out to grab Chiaki by the waistband, that was her last-ditch attempt to save herself - but her fingers were just out of reach, leaving her snatching and grasping at the air! A shiver went through the blonde's body as the panicked realization set in. There was nothing more she could do - she had no choice but to accept defeat!

At least, she thought that. Only a moment later, by her sheer fortune, her elbow swung into Chiaki's head, knocking her aside. When Allie felt the pressure lift ever so slightly, her eyes grew wide in shock. Had she really done it? She could hardly believe it - she thought she was staring defeat right in the face, only to make a save at the last moment! Sure, she had a way to go before she truly had Chiaki off of her. But as soon as she realized she'd loosened her hold, it didn't take long for Allie to realize she just needed to shove at her arms, and a moment later, the two girls broke apart from one another.

As soon as she felt Chiaki back off from her, Allie slumped over on her side, propping herself up on her elbow to keep herself from falling. Even then, she swayed unsteadily from side to side. Her whole body ached, and the world still felt like it was spinning; her chest heaved in and out with every breath she took, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth. She had come all too close to defeat for her liking. But at the least, she was out. She'd still managed to escape certain defeat, and that was all that mattered!

From the moment Chiaki commented on her predicament, Allie was quick to laugh it off. "Haha, whew...I'm fine, guys, I'm fine!" She looked to the camera with a wave just to confirm she wasn't on the verge of passing out then and there, but the way her head swayed as though in the breeze said otherwise. She wasn't going to let on that she was out of her element. As far as the viewers needed to know, and as far as Chiaki needed to know, she was still ready to win this - and she flashed the pink-haired girl the smuggest and most confident smile she could manage, even if it was noticeably a tired one with her eyes half-lidded.

"What do you mean, not a fan of smothers? C'mon, I can take you! I wasn't even in any trouble anyway!" Laughing off her predicament, Allie attempted to push herself back up to her feet, but she stumbled and swayed, needing to catch herself on the ropes to stop her footing from giving way beneath her. Even still, she would brush it all off like it never happened. And if her confidence didn't convince anyone...hopefully, she could distract them just as well. "In fact, I've got a big smother coming your way riiiight now!~" she teased, planting her hands underneath her breasts to squeeze them together and draw attention to her cleavage. But she still needed a moment to collect herself, and it was anyone's guess if Chiaki would fall for the bluff.

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Were this a more serious match, Chiaki would probably be pretty frustrated that Allie managed to escape defeat primarily through luck. But considering that this was more about the spectacle than anything else, the gamer girl was mostly just relieved that she wasn't concussed like she had been the last time that she had caught a stray elbow into her head from a rookie making their debut.

Despite surviving the Breast Smother, Allie was pretty clearly flagging from the extended lack of air combined with being stuck in the sweaty environment of Chiaki's cleavage. Not a good sign for the American that she was this tired already in the first round of an hour long match, but it was probably a tiredness that would largely fade once Allie was able to refill her lungs.

Deciding to give Allie a bit of time, Chiaki played into the blonde's bit. "Oh, you misunderstand," said the gamer girl. "I meant that I actually enjoy being in a smother. Between a big soft pair of breasts really is a nice place to be for me." As if she were offering herself up to Allie-san to be smothered, Chiaki walked towards the American before bending over and putting her face level with Allie's pushed up bust. "Hey hey, how about you show me what you've got?"

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"Ohhh? Wait...really?" Allie might have been trying to catch her breath, her stance still wavering and her face red and sweaty - but when she heard Chiaki mention she enjoyed being in a smother, that caught her attention. She froze in place, her eyes going wide and her eyebrow rising curiously. Was she serious? Was she actually trying to be smothered out? Maybe that was why she'd gathered the reputation she had as a jobber. She certainly had the skills to back herself up, more so than Allie had expected, but if this was any indication, Chiaki might be the type to get too caught up in her own submissive nature to put much effort into fighting back. But it didn't take long for Allie to realize that, while this might have been unexpected, it was far from unappreciated. A devious grin lit up across her face as Chiaki crouched down in front of her, presenting herself. If Chiaki wanted a smother...she'd get a smother, all right!

Without a second's hesitation, Allie shoved her chest forward into Chiaki's face, grabbing her opponent by the head with both hands to push it in deeper in the process. There, she grabbed at her breasts and pushed them together, squeezing her head even tighter in her cleavage. "Hah! Joke's on you!" she called out, grinning smugly and flashing a wink to the cameras. She pushed her breasts together as firmly as she could, trying to trap Chiaki in place! "You gave me this one - and you're not getting out now!" As far as Allie was concerned, Chiaki had made a tactical blunder that handed her the victory, and she saw no shame in taking it!

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Chiaki leaned her face right in front of Allie's cleavage, daring her to go for a smother. "Just so you know, I will still try to fight out," said the gamer girl. "It's just that if I have to lose, a smother is my favorite way to go out." The look on Allie's face made it blatantly obvious that she was going to go with this. The busty blonde saw an opportunity and she was going to take it.

As expected, it was hardly a moment before Chiaki's face was crashed into by Allie's breasts. The pinkette felt her head get grabbed and forced into the American's already sweaty cleavage, then Allie's breasts rubbed against the side of Chiaki's face as the blonde pushed and molded her breasts around the gamer girl's head to push it even deeper in.

"Mmmmm," Chiaki moaned as she took some time to take in Allie's Breast Smother. If she had to describe it, the gamer girl would say that it was like having her head wrapped up snug by a soft, warm pillow. And Allie's skin was so smooth, Chiaki couldn't help but nuzzle her face into it a bit. Chiaki was always tempted to just let it happen. To let herself just get knocked out by the Breast Smother. But she had told Allie that she'd fight back, and so that's just what she'd do.

Allie hadn't taken Chiaki down to the mat with her smother, meaning that both woman were still standing. The gamer girl would try to use this to her advantage, hooking a leg behind Allie's and trying to sweep it out from under her as the pinkette threw her weight forward into the American. If Chiaki succeeded in taking Allie down to her back, she would then grab the blonde's arms and try to pin them above her head. Noticeably, Chiaki would leave her head between Allie's breasts.

[CaptainL]

This was working! Allie couldn't believe her good fortune! As she took Chiaki's head deeper and deeper into her cleavage, the blonde was grinning wider and wider; she was practically trembling with excitement. It seemed almost pathetically simple - so easy it didn't even seem like it should've worked. And yet, it was. Despite what Chiaki had cautioned, the gamer girl didn't even seem like she was fighting back! She had sealed her own fate!

Allie did feel a ticklish sensation as Chiaki nuzzled her face up against her sternum, but her grip tightened further, reaching around to cup the back of Chiaki's head and push it in deeper - she wasn't going to let go so easily when victory was within her grasp. She did let out a soft moan as she leaned in even closer, rubbing her breasts into her opponent's face, but that was because she wanted to play this moment up for the cameras - and, predictably, the fans were eating it up, if the messages flooding the chat were any indication. Not only was it an enticing sight, all of Allie's fans were just as convinced as she was that this would herald a victory for the American in the first fall!

But in all her excitement, Allie never suspected that Chiaki could have something up her sleeve. Without the training and experience her opponent boasted of, she wasn't wise to the mind games and psychological tactics of wrestling, and she hadn't even considered that Chiaki could be lining up a more advantageous position. Just then, though, her leg hooked around Allie's own - and Allison barely had a moment to gasp before her footing was pulled out from under her, dragging her leg into the air! Her eyes went wide and she let out a gasp, but it was too late. Swept off her feet, she came crashing down onto her back!

A shudder ran through her body as she felt the aftershocks of her landing, causing her breasts to bounce - with Chiaki's face still in the middle. "Nooo!! Aaww, c'mon..!" Allie whined. And while she was stunned, the pink-haired girl made her move - grabbing Allie's wrists, and trying to pin them to the mat! At once, her jaw dropped as she looked up at what was happening. Not only had she been tricked, Chiaki was about to pull ahead!

"HEY!" At the least, Allie still had Chiaki's face in her chest, so she could still hope to smother her out! And she was willing to put in the extra effort to help that process along - she slung her legs around Chiaki's waist, giving it a squeeze as she tried to counter with a bodyscissor! But she was still winded from the smother she'd just been through, and Chiaki had managed to get her wrists held down...

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The first thing to know about fighting Chiaki Nanami was to never expect her bag of tricks to be empty. She had an iron determination and a quick wit, so even in times when she didn't have anything up her sleeve, Chiaki was often able to think up something that she could at least try to do. And this, being locked in a Standing Breast Smother by a smaller, winded, and inexperienced opponent was far from something that Chiaki was unable to think her way out of.

Allie seemed completely unready for Chiaki's move. Perhaps the American had been lulled into a false sense of security by Chiaki not fighting back initially, but that wasn't the gamer girl's intent if that had been the case. Regardless, Chiaki had gotten Allie down to the ground, taken control of the bikini-clad blonde's arms, and set her up into a pin position above her head, allowing the cameras to give viewers of a certain sexual inclination a prime money shot of Allie-san's armpits and side-boobs.

Of course, Allie would try to fight back, but she did so in an unorthodox manner. She wrapped Chiaki up into a Bodyscissor that was very high up on the gamer girl's body. It seemed that her intent was to keep Chiaki's head held between her breasts for the Smother, but there was a very glaring hole in Allie's logic if that was her plan. The American had done nothing about breaking the pin itself. In fact, by pulling her body weight up, Allie was probably pushing her shoulders even further down into the mat. It seemed as though Allie was banking on KOing Chiaki with her Breast Smother in the span of 3 seconds when the gamer girl had not endured enough prior suffocation from the Breast Smother for nearly long enough for that to be feasible. Chiaki had no incentive to change course, so she just continued to hold Allie down as the count began.

1...

[CaptainL]

Allie had gotten cocky. She saw that Chiaki was all but presenting herself to her, walking right into her clutches. In her mind, that meant she had the pink-haired girl dead to rights, and she was only moments away from coming away from the first fall with the big win. But Allison still had a lot to learn when it came to how to carry herself in the ring and how to read her opponents' motives. She'd trained, sure, but there were some things that training at a gym, even with the most experienced of coaches, just couldn't prepare you for - there were some things that had to be learned on the fly. And Allie was finding that out the hard way. Chiaki had thrown her for a loop - and now, she had nowhere to go but down!

Her teeth clenched in frustration as she fought to twist herself from side to side, trying to shove her opponent off of her, but to no avail. She had nearly passed out from Chiaki's smother just a moment before, and there was no way she was going to get back into fighting shape so quickly. And by contrast, even when her face was still sunken into the blonde's cleavage, Chiaki wasn't even slowing down - unlike Allie, she had enough experience and conditioning in the ring to know how to properly conserve her energy, and she could well make up for her position. In desperation, Allie thought through some of the rudimentary holds she had learned, thinking of how to launch them from her current position, and she remembered she could still get her legs up from the mat enough to throw them around her opponent's waist, but that didn't help her either - in her weary state, she wasn't able to gather enough force to squeeze down hard enough, and the more she bridged her back up higher, the more of Chiaki's weight she inadvertently pushed onto her own shoulders, making the pin that much harder to break. She didn't realize it until too late...but she was out of luck.

"2...3!!"

The bell rang, and the timer paused to give the two girls some time to recover, as well as to prepare for the next fall's stipulation to be decided. Allie pushed herself up onto her knees with a huff - she bit her lip and slapped at the mat in frustration. A win in the first fall would've been just what she needed to boost her image, she thought, but it seemed it wasn't to be. Still, just a moment later she cleared her throat, and when she looked back up at the camera she managed the cheeriest smile she could - she didn't want the stream to go south before it had really begun. "Oof! Sorry about that, Kawaii Kommandos...looks like Chi-chan got me that time. But don't worry, there's still plenty of time left in this match for me to turn it around!~" Proudly sticking out her chest, she flashed the cameras a grin and threw up a peace sign. "We're just gonna take a break here while we get ready for the next fall, but that means YOU guys get to vote on what we're gonna need to do next! So keep those donations coming! You wanna do the honors for us, Chi-chan? I need a drink..."

Leaving Chiaki to explain the poll for the second fall, Allie rose to her feet, walking over to the ropes to get a water bottle - conveniently placed on the apron so that she would need to bend over the ropes to pick it up, flashing her cleavage to the cameras in the process, of course. She breathed out a sigh of relief as she took in a swig of water, rolling her shoulders to prepare for the next round. There, she would have to do better. She knew all of this was for fun and publicity, but she knew she was better than this, and she couldn't tolerate letting everyone down...

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As Chiaki, or pretty much anybody knowledgeable in wrestling would expect once Allie had pulled her lower body up while getting pinned, the 3 count was completed without interruption. The gamer girl led 1-0, though there was still an abundance of time left in the hour long match. Whether that time would see Chiaki pull away, or Allie step up remained to be seen, though most knew which of the two was expected to happen.

"Sure thing Allie-san," Chiaki said as the American asked her to handle things while she recovered from the first round. "Hey hey guys, that was a pretty fun first round, I think," the pinkette said as she turned to the main camera. "Hopefully, the next round will be just as fun. And you guys get to play a part in making that happen, so let's see what the poll for this round is gonna be." Four options then appeared as the poll was opened.

KO KOunts Double
Kiss My Butt
Falls Count Anywhere
Blindfold Wrestling

"Now let's se-," Chiaki began before cutting herself off as she watched the results. "Oh it's not even close. Looks like one of us is about to get a mouthful of juicy peach." Chiaki waited for the poll timer to run out, but "Kiss My Butt" had long since pulled away. The blindfold gimmick was the only other option with even a third the amount of votes.

"Hey hey, get back over here Allie! We have our next round rule," Chiaki said. Once the blonde was back with her, she would give a brief rundown of the stipulation. "To win a Kiss My Butt round, you must connect your butt with your opponent's face. First one to do that wins the round, even if the winning hit isn't even close to resulting in a pin, submission, or KO. It's a razor's edge round-type that can end in an instant. Make sure that instant isn't the one where you look away! So Allie-san, what do you think of our new rule?"