Charity Ironwoman Match: Allie Lee vs. Chiaki Nanami

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Allie groaned and rolled her eyes to Chiaki's little quip - but she wouldn't have time to even get a word in edgewise. Just moments later, Chiaki turned to strike, her fist seemingly aimed right at Allie's breast. In the process, she swerved to the side to try and defend herself...which left her head open for what Chiaki really wanted to do. Just moments later, the blonde found herself jerked down, folding her over forward (and causing her behind to point out toward the cameras in the process). She teetered uneasily as her center of balance threatened to give way - but the worst was yet to come, as Chiaki's butt came swinging around on a collision course with her face!

Allison knew that if she wanted to emerge from this fall victorious, she'd need to act fast. But then, she was ready for just that. Ducking down and throwing her head forward, she slipped through Chiaki's legs - and, as she pushed herself straight up, she hoisted the pink-haired girl up onto her shoulders!

It had been an impromptu setup, and Allie hadn't learned the sense of balance and control of a trained wrestler. She was teetering over just as much as Chiaki was, and her back bent and her knees buckled as she felt all of Chiaki's weight pressing down on her from above. She had to grab onto Chiaki's thighs and squeeze to try and anchor her in place so she wouldn't drop her, and her teeth locked in a grimace as a shudder went through her body. Her balance had been just as compromised as Chiaki's was, and there would only be a few seconds before both girls inevitably came toppling down. But if that was the case, Allie would need to weaponize that fast - and she threw herself straight down, bringing Chiaki straight into the canvas in the process!

The whole ring shook under the force of the impact, and the chat went off with shock and awe. No one had expected Allie to perform one of the hardest-hitting moves of the match so far, and just as many viewers expressed concern for Chiaki's safety as those that heaped Allison with praise. The American girl didn't come off unscathed herself - she quickly pushed herself up to a seated position, wobbling to and fro dizzily; she had to brace herself against the mat with one hand as she rubbed at her temples. One of the straps of her top was sliding off her shoulder, and she groaned groggily as she panted for air. But she soon shook herself back to her senses, fixing her top and brushing some hair out of her face all the while. "Whew...I'm okay, guys..! That was a doozy, huh?" Slowly, she lifted herself back to her feet, but even then her balance wavered, and as soon as she was back up she had to lean over forward with her hands on her knees to avoid falling over again as her chest heaved with a few more gasps. In the process, her butt was pointed right toward Chiaki...and it would still be that way as the gamer girl righted herself.

"Chi-chan, are you-" Allie looked back over her shoulder to check on Chiaki - just in time to see that she was lined up perfectly! At once, a surge of adrenaline shot through the girl's body, and she let out a gasp. Talk could wait - she knew what she needed to do! With a shove of her hips backward, Allie attempted to drive her rear into Chiaki's face to make her own bid at victory!

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Chiaki heard Allie before she saw her, as the blonde addressed the crowd as she was presumably getting up. It wasn't too surprising. Considering Allie wasn't the one who had just gotten slammed into the mat, Chiaki hadn't really been expected her to be incapacitated in any way. The gamer girl could definitely see how that move could've turned into self sabotage, but she had been far from counting on it.

"Hm?" Chiaki hummed as she thought she had heard Allie addressing her, but was instead forced to react to the butt that was quickly coming her way once she had turned to face her opponent. The pinkette protected her stomach, but was in for a big surprise once she saw the American coming for her kisser right off of the bat.

Chiaki had been caught so off guard because Allie's strategy was so opposite to her own. Both of the gamer girl's round winning attempts had been with the American standing, but both times Chiaki had also made a concerted effort to lower Allie's head and get herself as close as possible before going in for the kill. Allie-san, on the other hand, was pretty much doing a YOLO leap at Chiaki's face to go for the win.

Although Allie's lack of preparation for her attack had surprised Chiaki, it also gave her a significant window to avoid the attack. Jumping upwards butt first was very awkward, and rather slow, on account of the body's center of gravity also being its highest point in the air while in this position. So Chiaki leaned her upper body backwards and pulled her head back to get it out of the path of Allie's butt, and then took a couple steps backwards so that Allie didn't land into her as she came down.

Then as Chiaki was backing up, she would bring her hands up under the airborne Allie-san and push her legs, attempting to ensure that the American landed on her butt instead of her feet. Assuming this worked, Chiaki would then try to hurdle over Allie, pulling her hip forward as she did so. Then once the gamer girl was over, and now it was Allie facing her butt, Chiaki would throw it back, trying to hit an Aerial Butt Bump to claim the round.

[CaptainL]

As the consummate media personality she was, Allie's first impulse had been to turn to the cameras and reassure the fans that she was far from finished. But that didn't mean she wasn't going to get her head in the game. This round had already seen a number of close brushes with certain defeat, and Allie was quickly beginning to pick up on the fact that she couldn't let her guard down for a moment - with these stipulations, the fall could be won or lost in a matter of seconds. Chiaki, no doubt, would be thinking the same. Once Allison realized her behind was lined up with her opponent's face, she knew she couldn't hesitate - she needed to take her shot before Chiaki had the chance to recover!

But she had still made her decision on the spur of the moment. And even that sort of reaction time wasn't going to compare to that of a lifelong gamer like Chiaki, whose hand-eye coordination had no doubt been trained to incredible heights. Allie threw herself backward through the air - but it was just then that Chiaki ducked down, slipping out of the way! Allie's mouth quickly fell open in a gasp when she saw her blow miss. And now that she was already in motion, there wasn't much she could do about it - especially as Chiaki pushed on her legs, sending her crashing down onto the canvas with enough force to shake the ropes!

Allie's teeth clenched in a grimace as she skidded a few inches forward before coming to a halt. The world around her still felt like it was spinning, and she had to grab around at the mat in front of her to try and find something she could center herself with. At the back of her mind she was hoping she'd grab onto Chiaki in the process, which would surely spark some attention in the chat, but no such luck. In fact, Allie looked left and right, but she couldn't see her opponent anywhere. And that was because Chiaki was already in motion - Allie would learn that just seconds later, when the pink-haired girl vaulted over her back to reverse their positions!

Allie let out a gasp as she was thrown down, and she was still aghast as she pushed herself back up and shook the cobwebs from her head. Now Chiaki was in front of her, and she was staring down the barrel of impending doom! She was still trying to clear her head from the whirlwind of energy these last few seconds had been, and she wouldn't be able to get out of the way in time - but now Chiaki was throwing herself toward her! There was no time to slip out of the way, and from this close range, any attempt to block wouldn't do much to slow Chiaki down. Allie was going to have to trust her impulses. There was one thought that came to her, and she didn't have any other options.

Just as Chiaki was about to crash into her, Allie would suddenly push her hands off the mat behind her, trying to hoist herself up straighter so that Chiaki would crash into her breasts instead of her face! The impact would no doubt still wind her, and it would still throw her off her balance. But the rules only said that Chiaki had to connect her face with a butt move. This could well buy her some time!

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Chiaki successfully hurdled over Allie, and hit the blonde with her butt. But the gamer girl knew that something wasn't right the moment she made contact. Chiaki couldn't see behind her as she attack, but the feel of how it connected felt wrong. The hit should've felt hard and bony if it connected with Allie's forehead or chin, and her nose would've had that distinctive poking feeling into her but if Chiaki hit that.

Even if Chiaki's butt hit Allie-san on one of her cheeks, the hit shouldn't have felt this big, soft, and bounc- "Oh," Chiaki said as she correctly deduced that she had hit the American in her breasts, rather than her face. It left Allie on her back, but it did not leave her at an 0-2 deficit. The pinkette honestly had no idea how she ended up hitting that far below her intended target, but she couldn't worry about that now, only on what came next.

Chiaki didn't see a good path to Allie's face at the moment. There was about step plus the American's height worth of distance between her face and the gamer girl's butt, plus Chiaki doubted that Allie was very stunned right now considering the lack of power in the hit that knocked her down. So the pinkette decided to switch back to more traditional wrestling to try to wear the blonde down a bit.

Chiaki would grab Allie's legs and try to turn her onto her stomach before pausing for a split moment as inspiration struck. No way... could it? Chiaki thought, almost in disbelief at her own idea as she would start by putting Allie in a Boston Crab, assuming the momentary hesitation wasn't enough of a window for the debutante to break free.

If Chiaki got her Boston Crab, then she would start working to lock it in a deeply as possible, sliding and scooting her butt up Allie's back as fast as she could. Any additional pressure on the blonde's back or increased difficulty in escaping was secondary, Chiaki was working her butt towards Allie's head. The rules did specify that one's butt had to make contact butt had to make contact with the opponent's face, so Chiaki couldn't just sit on the back of Allie's head and claim victory. But if the gamer girl got that far, then she would try to bounce, wiggle, and maneuver her butt on and around Allie's head, trying to use her rear to push and turn the American's head onto its side, so that she could then plop her big cushy butt down on the side of Allie's face to win. And of course, the further Chiaki got in her plan, the more ballistic she'd have the crowd going.

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Allie had needed to think fast. She was out of any better options - if she didn't try to block the trajectory of Chiaki's behind, she would have no choice but to concede this round. And all she had time to do was to sit up a little bit more - but then, that was enough. She quickly jerked her head out of the way, so that Chiaki's rear would instead come down onto her chest! Though the soft flesh of her generous bosom was enough to absorb some of the impact, she was still thrown back by the force - she flopped backward onto the canvas, landing with a wince as her breasts jiggled a little from the momentum. The air had been knocked out of her by the blow, and she needed to shake herself out and pant a few times to catch her breath before she grabbed at the cup of her bikini top to make sure it was still pulled down snugly. It had been a close call, and she was still in a vulnerable position. But at least it could've been worse, Allison was quick to remind herself. At least she was still in this.

Grabbing at the mat, she tried to crawl backward across the ring to get some more distance between herself and Chiaki. But she wasn't quick enough. The next thing she knew, Chiaki had reached out and grabbed her by the legs, and the blonde only had a fraction of a second to let out a gasp before she was flipped over onto her stomach. Chiaki's weight came down against her from behind, pressing her against the mat; she groaned softly as she was flattened to the canvas. But things would only get worse as Chiaki pulled back on her legs, bending Allie into an arc with the Boston Crab!

"G-GAAAHH!!" Allie's face contorted in pain as a stinging sensation shot down her spine, her head thrown back and her fingers clenching and unclenching in the air as she shook and spasmed - but between the weight of Chiaki's body pinning her in place and the torque she put on her back, she could barely move without sending another sharp pain up through her vertebrae! She sank lower down into the mat. But what was worse yet, Chiaki was slowly crawling over her. First her stomach sank lower, and then her chest; with every inch Chiaki pulled her legs along, Allie felt her body twisted deeper and deeper into a painful arc, and she whined from the sore sensation. But then, she felt the softness of Chiaki's cheeks tickling the back of her neck, followed by the firm pressure of her body as her weight came down against her. At first, Allie looked back out of the corner of her eye bewildered. Surely this wouldn't count. It was her face Chiaki wanted, not just her head. But as the gamer girl's hips began to gyrate from side to side, so too did her head start to turn. And in an instant, Allie realized what Chiaki's strategy was.

Her jaw dropped in a gasp, though her exhale was stifled under the encroaching pressure of her opponent's backside. She had gone from one close call to another; now, Chiaki was closer than ever to claiming victory! Every fraction of an inch Allie's head moved was one step closer to certain defeat, and a cold sweat alighted on the back of her neck as the realization hit her. She couldn't fall this far behind Chiaki so early in the match. She still needed to fight back with everything she had - while she still had time!

The one hope she had, Allie thought, was in using the leverage of the position she'd been forced to adopt. It would be hard on her back, but she didn't have much choice. Gritting her teeth and summoning all her strength, the American pushed her trembling hands firmly against the canvas, trying to brace herself. If she could do that, she would try and buck upward with her hips - she didn't have much control over her legs thanks to Chiaki's grip, but she needed to bring herself up just a little higher. If it all worked out just right, she would be able to turn her body into a slide, and Chiaki would have no choice but to fall off!

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Chiaki managed to work, wiggle, and worm her butt further and further up Allie's back until she was pressing the American's face into the mat by the back of her head. It was really awkward trying to turn Allie's head far enough for the gamer girl to get to her face, however. She couldn't really see what she was doing too well, nor was the human butt well equipped to grip and control things... or at least not things as big as the human head.

Add in the resistance that Allie-san was putting up against Chiaki's posterior maneuvering, and the pinkette found that finishing off this move was taking a lot longer than she would've liked. The more Chiaki delayed in finishing off the round, the more time that Allie had to find a way out entirely. And unfortunately for the gamer girl, that's exactly what the blonde would do.

The thing with Chiaki's Boston Crab was that she had locked it in so deeply, that she had lost a hold on the metaphorical shallow end. With the gamer girl so far up on Allie's body, the rookie was able to pull her lower body up so that it put her body at an angle so steep that Chiaki was forced off by the power of gravity. "Wo-woah!" she gasped as she let go of Allie's legs to try to use her arms to balance herself, to no avail.

Chiaki tumbled off of Allie's head as the American's body fell back down to the ground, leaving the two wrestler's laying down on their tummies, face to face, only a few inches apart from each other. "Hey hey," Chiaki said, trying to take advantage of the somewhat comedic looking position the two had found themselves in.

[CaptainL]

Trying to fight against the pressure of the Boston Crab wasn't doing Allie any favors. Being able to break out of such a hold was considered a rite of passage among rookie wrestlers, and Allie was a rung beneath even them. Just being in the hold at all made her back feel like it could give out at any moment, with each bit of force that Chiaki brought against her legs causing her spine to shudder and bow lower - and in order to escape, she was going to have to stretch her spine even further, forcing more torque against her own back just to try and throw her opponent off. Still, if it came to that...Allie was willing to take it. She was too far from the ropes to go for a rope break, and if she waited too long Chiaki would almost certainly manage to work her head into a dangerous position. If she didn't push herself now, she would have no choice but to concede a 2-0 lead to her foe. And Allie simply couldn't do that!

Her fingers dug deep into the canvas as she tried to secure a good handhold, bracing herself as she shifted all of her and Chiaki's weight alike onto her upper body. Her face was growing red and the veins in her forehead bulged from the effort, as she sucked her breath into her lungs - but, little by little, Allie tipped herself forward more and more, pushing off the mat to try and shift her - and Chiaki's - center of balance forward. Every inch she moved caused her back to creak and shudder, her vertebrae popping under the weight of her foe. There were a few times where a pained whine escaped from behind her clenched teeth. But at last, Chiaki could simply hang on no more - and Allie sent her toppling off!

It was practically an instant afterward that Allie's arms gave out, flopping limply at her sides as she fell straight down onto her face. Her body was glistening with sweat, and her shoulders heaved with every labored breath she took. "W-Whew..." she huffed, "That's...one hell of a hold..." She was talking to herself more than anyone else. In fact, when everything ached and she was focused more on trying to keep the air in her lungs than anything else, Allie hadn't even realized that she and Chiaki had only landed inches apart - up until the pink-haired girl spoke up.

"Huuh..?" Stirred to her senses by the noise, Allie looked up, only to see that Chiaki's face was right in front of her own. At first her eyes went wide with surprise, but she blinked that shock out a moment later as she shooked the cobwebs out of her head. She was, however, still curious about what Chiaki had to say to her, and she raised an eyebrow toward her. "Y-Yeah?"

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Chiaki... had not been expecting Allie to reply to her as if she was expecting to have a conversation while lying face-down in the middle of the match, if she was being honest. The gamer girl just wanted to insert a touch of comedy into the moment. Like in a video game or an anime, where two characters go through some chaotic whirlwind or ended up in some unexpected position, only for one to say something perfectly casual once it was over, as if nothing had happened at all.

Chiaki had been expecting a certain response from Allie, one that cut things off then and there. Like the blonde scrambling away flustered, or lashing out and trying to push Chiaki away. She had not really been ready for Allie to put the ball back in her court. After a short beat where the pinkette was trying to figure out what to do, Chiaki decided to just commit to the bit, while also possibly setting herself up for an attack if things went well.

"Boop," said Chiaki as she playfully poked Allie's nose. While this would certainly serve as a funny moment for the cameras, it also served a more practical purpose; freezing Allie through the confusion over what the pinkette had just done. With that as cover, Chiaki lunge forward while still on her stomach, coming up only slightly to get her head over Allie's. If Chiaki succeeded, she would slam her cleavage right into Allie's face and swallow it up in a smother.

If Chiaki's plan worked, she would try to secure her very unorthodoxly positioned Breast Smother by hooking her arms around Allie's armpits, which would restrain the American's arms, keep her from just crawling backwards to escape, and allow Chiaki to get her hands behind Allie's chin so that she could push her head further forward into her cleavage. "Breast's might not be the wincon. but getting it will be easy if I just knock you out first," said the gamer.

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Allie's inexperience in the ring had shown in this match in a number of ways. Most noticeably was how she had underestimated her opponent and failed to account for some of her keener strategies, letting down her guard and walking into traps a more experienced wrestler would've seen coming. But in this particular case...Allie had read too much into what Chiaki was doing. She assumed that if the pink-haired girl was trying to get her attention when the two of them were laid out flat on the mat, there had to be something at stake. Perhaps a diversion, or perhaps Chiaki had more advice to give Allie. In her mind's eye, Chiaki had swiftly gone from being a hopeless jobber even she would stand a chance against to a master tactician who could be hiding something in everything she did. It seemed almost stupidly simple that Chiaki might just be stalling for time. Allie was looking for ulterior motives. And when Allie had thrown the ball into Chiaki's court, it left the gamer girl searching for something to respond with.

Eventually, she did react. But...whatever Allie had been expecting, it certainly wasn't that. As Chiaki booped her on the nose, the blonde stayed right where she was, staring blankly toward her opponent, and blinking a couple of times as though trying to make sense of what had just happened. Even when she spoke, the disbelief was evident in her voice. "...What, that's...that's it?"

But it wasn't so! Now that Allie was distracted, Chiaki was going to make the most of the opening - and it was just then that she lunged forward, slamming her chest into Allison's face! Her eyes went wide and her jaw dropped in shock, but Allie barely had the time to so much as gasp before Chiaki came crashing into her, burying her face into her cleavage! Now, when Allie groaned in frustration, her voice was muffled into the recesses of Chiaki's bosom. She tried to twist and turn as best she could, but with Chiaki holding her still, she could barely budge! "Mmf-!! M-MMMFFF..!!"

It was a rather unusual position they were in - both on their stomachs, face to face, with Allie's head pulled forward into Chiaki's bust - but the gamer was going to make the most of it. Allie had tried to reach forward in an attempt to push Chiaki off of her, but the pink-haired girl was one step ahead, locking her arms around her own to keep them still. Now, Allie's arms hung in the air just short of her target, her fingers grasping for something she could grab hold of, but finding nothing. The air was growing stale and stifling, and as Chiaki explained her reasoning, Allie's heart quickened with nervous anticipation of what might come next. Sure, the fall wouldn't end if she passed out. But that was just what Chiaki was counting on. Any moves she made against an unconscious Allie would have been fair game. And an unconscious Allie couldn't keep Chiaki's butt away from her face!

From inside Chiaki's cleavage, Allie grit her teeth to try and steel her nerves. She had to fight back, she told herself - the consequences of failure were too high, and it was that fact that had spurred her on! She tried to get a foot underneath her to brace her weight against the mat - if she could do that, she'd have a chance to push herself back up to her feet. If Chiaki couldn't keep her balance in turn, Allie would be free. And if she did rise in tune with Allie...then the blonde would have no trouble running her toward the turnbuckles to try and slam her back against the post! At least, she'd run her toward where she thought she remembered the turnbuckles being...

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Chiaki definitely felt a little awkward in this position, but it least it felt secure to her. There wasn't some spot in her unorthodox Breast Smother that felt like some lose block in the Jenga tower that would make everything collapse if Allie tried to pull on it. Chiaki had the American's arms locked up, as well as her blonde head lodged deep between her breasts.

By no means did that make Chiaki's hold infallible, however. Allie still had full control and mobility in the lower half of her body, and she clearly intended to use it if what Chiaki was seeing was any indication. The gamer girl honestly had no idea whether or not Allie would actually be strong enough to do anything even once she got her legs underneath her body, so Chiaki decided to hold position and make the busty blonde prove that she was.

There was one thing that the uniqueness of this hold had caused the normally knowledgeable Chiaki to overlook; she was putting very little weight onto Allie, meaning that it really was never going to be all that difficult for her to stand up. In fact, Chiaki got pulled up along with her for a good bit of the way until Allie's head finally popped out from between the gamer girl's breasts.

Chiaki stumbled forward into Allie, her face pressing into the American's tummy before sliding down over her crotch in what was probably the first lewd incident in this match that had been totally accidental, though thankfully for all of LAW, Twitch, and the two women in the ring, Allie's bikini bottom did not come down with Chiaki's face as the gamer girl fell back down to the mat on her stomach.