Charity Ironwoman Match: Allie Lee vs. Chiaki Nanami

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Allie genuinely thought she was on to something. She thought that her tactics were working out for her, and that she could turn the tides, however much it might've seemed like her back was up againt the wall. But the blonde was already at a disadvantage from the fact she didn't have the experience Chiaki did, and being blindfolded wasn't doing her any favors either. She was hoping that by driving her head into Chiaki's sternum as hard as she could, she would be able to knock the gamer girl off of her. But instead, Allie's face ended up smacking against the side of Chiaki's breast, which barely even rattled her at all - all it did was ring out with the sound of a smack, as Chiaki's bust swayed from the impact!

There were plenty of commentators who would've loved to be in Allie's spot right now, but when the blonde was already fighting a desperate battle to get her way out of a corner, she wasn't the least bit pleased. Coughing and sputtering to try to refill her lungs, Allie sank back down, groaning under her breath with the frustration of her fruitless efforts. "Aww, come on..." And what was more, it seemed like her complaints would only come back to bit her - considering that Chiaki was taking exactly the sort of lesson that Allie hoped she wouldn't!

"Huh-!?" Allie turned her head up in the direction of Chiaki's voice as she heard the pink-haired girl setting up another smother. When she'd just nearly lost to a smother, she was in no mood to take another one! At once, she tried to shake her head furiously back and forth. "W-Wait, no-! No no no! That wasn't a-" But it was too late. Chiaki had already made up her mind - and seconds later, Allie's cries were muffled, as Chiaki managed to bury her face against the side of her bosom!

"MMF-!!" Allie's face flushed as she was pinned down beneath Chiaki's breast. It was true that she had more of her head free when Chiaki was only using one breast as opposed to both, but it was indeed still enough to keep her nose and mouth covered, and she could once again feel Chiaki's sweaty skin pressing down around her airways, with each breath she took in being stale and stifled. Furthermore, with Chiaki lying on top of her, Allie couldn't shake off the pressure that was holding her down from above. She murmured a few incomprehensible groans to Chiaki's apologies, and while she could at least understand that there weren't any hard feelings between the two of them, it still didn't change the fact that she wanted to win - and when Chiaki seemed to thwart her plans at every turn, it wouldn't be long before her patience began to wear thin. She could at least hope to do better than this. Allie wanted to show off and garner discussion, sure. But if all that attention was on how embarrassingly she was being dominated, then it was all for naught!

She did have one last backup plan, though - one last resort. It was one idea she wasn't sure was going to work earlier - she'd even asked herself if it was going too far - but now, she was starting to feel she had no choice. With Chiaki lying on top of her, she had a pretty good idea of where she was, and that she'd be able to bring her arms up to loop around sides. If she could bring her hands behind her back, she would feel around for the strap of Chiaki's bikini top, looking to give it a tug. Allie knew that they were pushing the limits of what was allowed on Twitch to begin with, but if her opponent lost her top, they'd almost certainly get shut down and potentially banned. If her plan worked accordingly, the girl would have to abandon the hold in order to fix her top if she wanted this match to continue.

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Chiaki did feel kinda bad about what she was doing to Allie. She knew that the American probably didn't want pity, but the gamer girl still felt some empathy towards having felt so good about her success, and then having this done to her. Not just that she was losing, but losing badly, in a way that had to be more than a little humiliating for her. How hard Allie was fighting back was testament to how much she wanted this.

Chiaki had released Allie's arms so that she could better secure the blonde's head beneath her single boob, trusting that Allie wouldn't be able to escape based on her previous attempts. Perhaps she'd manage to buy herself more time and air at some point, but the pinkette wasn't very worried about a genuine escape. Chiaki felt Allie's arms coming up around her sides, but wasn't worried about another Bearhug.

Yet the Bearhug never came. "Hm?" Chiaki hummed has she tilted her head back on reflex, though obviously saw nothing to make the situation clearer. Through a bit of luck, as well as some intelligent mental tracing of the shape of Chiaki's bra based on what was already on her face, Allie managed to untie the gamer girl's bikini top completely undetected.

Chiaki had no sight with which to see her breast coming loose. She didn't normally feel the lightweight string on her back, so she didn't notice as it fell off. Chiaki's left bikini cup was pinned between her own breast and Allie's face, so there was no change to notice there. And when the right cup of Chiaki's bikini fell off, the sensation was covered up by Allie's arm rubbing up against the pinkette's breast from the wrap around. Chiaki's top was all but off, her right breast was exposed bare, and the blinded gamer girl just continued her smother, nothing short of totally oblivious!

[CaptainL]

Allie wasn't able to move her face all that much when it was being pinned beneath Chiaki's breast, but if she could, there would surely have been a big, smug grin lit up across it. Even if she might not have been able to overpower Chiaki to get out of the smother, she would at least be able to outsmart her. She might not have had the same sort of in-ring smarts as Chiaki did, but she could think outside the box, and she could trick her with a strategy she'd never see coming! Allie was most used to Twitch streaming - and in her case, she was particularly used to how she could push the limits of what the platform would allow. Now, if she used that against Chiaki, she would have no choice but to abandon the hold, or else risk a premature end to the match - something that Chiaki, who had promoted the event quite a bit herself, was surely in no mood to do. When she felt her fingers brush across the string of her top, and when she felt the knot holding it on, it just made Allie tremble even more with excitement. It was working! And what was more, this was sure to drive views!

There was just one thing Allie hadn't accounted for. Chiaki was still blindfolded. And she had no way to know if her top was off or not!

As she felt the string give way, Allie was expecting Chiaki to freak out, to jump away and try to cover herself at any moment. Except that moment never came. She had no idea Allie had even done what she'd done, and with the blonde's arm conveniently blocking the shot, the camera crew didn't have any grounds to remind her either. Of course, Allie didn't realize that Chiaki's bare breast was out of view. As far as she knew, the whole stream was about to be cut short. And that was enough for Allie's mood to change from smug satisfaction, to a (literally) blind panic!

If the stream was cut off now, Allie would've ended things on a less than impressive note for her performance. She'd forever be remembered as the girl who tried to talk tough in hyping herself up, only to fail to deliver when push came to shove. Worse, she'd be remembered as the girl who had ruined a hotly anticipated event. Would Chiaki be mad at her? Was their partnership over before it even had a chance to begin? Allie hadn't thought of these things up until now - but now, she was really starting to wish she had!

"Mmmff...Chmmfkmf?" Allie tried to alert Chiaki to her predicament, but with her mouth still covered, she couldn't even do that! A cold sweat was starting to run down the back of her neck now, and it wasn't even from the threat of passing out! Allie didn't think she had the time to contemplate where to go from here. She needed to act fast. And she was going to do the first thing that came to mind.

Suddenly letting go of the bear hug, Allie went to grab onto where she thought Chiaki's right breast was in an attempt to cover it from the cameras - which would, unintentionally this time, result in her giving it a firm squeeze!

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Chiaki, being none the wiser to what Allie had done, felt complete confidence in her ability to finish off this round with her Breast Smother. She had been concerned earlier about putting the round away too quickly for the viewing pleasure of the audience, but the time had been filled with enough shenanigans that Chiaki felt comfortable to bear down and put the American to sleep.

Then Chiaki felt Allie grab onto her breast again. Her first thought was that the blonde was trying to push up for air again, but then she noticed something; the sensation of Allie grabbing her felt different from last time the American tried it. Chiaki's nipple was pressed directly against the hand of her groper, as if there wasn't any fabric between them for some reason.

"Wh-huh?" Chiaki said as she started feeling around her body, before the realization finally hit. "WHERE'S MY BIKINI?!" the gamer girl screamed as she shot up, which was probably the worst reflex she could have had in the moment. Not only did she break her own Breast Smother on Allie, but she also pulled her chest out of what coverage her bikini was still giving her and straight into the line of sight of every camera in the building.

What made this even worse was hat Chiaki didn't even bother using her arms to cover her chest. Her only concern was finding her bikini, and without the benefit of her sight, Chiaki could only feel around the ground with her hands to look for it. This meant that as the gamer girl scrambled, the sight of her bare breasts to the audience was prolonged further and further. Chiaki got a good squeeze in on Allie's breasts, as well as her arms and face before that ended up being the place where she found it. But without sight, actually getting her top back on may prove to be a greater challenge to restoring decency.

[CaptainL]

It was ironic. Allie had been hoping to cause a panic in Chiaki over the thought of the stream being terminated in order to slip out in the commotion. But when Chiaki didn't even notice what the blonde had done, Allie was only going to create more problems for herself. When Chiaki did realize what had happened, she did indeed let go of Allie. But when she was making no attempts to cover herself, Allie was far from relieved to have the smother lifted!

She felt Chiaki's breast lift off of her face, and she took in a few gasps for air. But that was when she felt a piece of fabric fall into her mouth, once again muffling her. Her first impulse was to sputter and gasp, trying to clear her airways yet again, but that was when it hit her - that was Chiaki's top. Without their bodies being pressed together, there was nothing keeping it on. It had fallen onto Allie's face - and that meant both of Chiaki's breasts were dangling free! Which, in turn, meant that Allie only had a precious few seconds to act.

"WHOAH WHOAH WHOAH!! HOLD ON! OH NO YOU DON'T!!" Allie blurted out. As she felt Chiaki rise, she lunged after her, her hands flailing out toward where she thought her opponent's breasts were. At the very least, she wanted to use her body to block Chiaki's own in the hopes of keeping it away from the cameras. Any advantage this might gave her in their struggle was purely coincidental - all hopes of trying to win the fall had been forgotten in favor of making sure no one got banned! As she grabbed a few times at the air, Allie ended up slapping Chiaki in the sides once, then twice, and even if she was trying to beat her, that still made her wince. "W-Whoops! Sorry!! I totes didn't mean that, I swear-!!" When she felt Chiaki's hands come down on her arms and her own breasts, she let out a squeal; for a split-second her hand shot back to make sure her own top was still on, and she didn't even have the time to breathe a sigh of relief when she found that it was before she redoubled on her efforts to try and block the sight of her foe's bare breasts. But eventually she'd manage to land both hands on Chiaki's boobs. Now, she didn't have anything to worry about...she hoped.

In any other circumstance, Allie would've felt this was the perfect opportunity to cop a feel. But her heart was still racing at the thought of the close call she'd made. She wasn't out of the woods yet, though. Even if she found it, Chiaki still had to put her top back on - and that wasn't going to be an easy task when Allie was still clinging to her chest to try and keep it covered, not to mention when neither of them could see. Or else they'd need to wrestle as best they could while trying to keep Chiaki covered, which also wouldn't be easy to do blind. Allie gulped - she was quickly beginning to realize she was in over her head.

Noticing that the top wasn't on her face any more, Allie took a few deep breaths to try and calm herself down. "So, uh...you okay? You got it? You think you'll be able to put it back on now!?" She began to push herself forward to rise to her knees, in the process pushing Chiaki up after her. If all worked well, her breasts would push into Chiaki's naked pair, hiding them from view so that her hands could rest on her opponent's shoulders. It would also garner plenty of attention from the viewers, but for once, that was the least of Allie's worries. "How, uh...how is this going to work..?!"

For a moment, Allie sat there, shivering as a bead of cold sweat ran down the back of her neck. But then...she got an idea. "Wait, hold on, what am I thinking-!?" she mused aloud. As long as she was covering Chiaki up, she had at least one hand on her. She might not be able to see, but that still gave her some idea of where her opponent was. With their bodies pressed together, Allie could feel every contour of Chiaki's form againt her own, and that could only help her orient herself.

Just then, Allie threw her chest hard against Chiaki's own, while her arms snapped shut around the gamer girl's ribcage. Allie was going for a bear hug, trying to secure her grasp on Chiaki and choking the air out of her lungs at the same time! And to make matters worse, Chiaki wouldn't be able to break free without risking exposing herself in the process!

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Chiaki had absolutely no idea what was going on, and Allie was probably making it even harder to figure out. For reasons that had not crossed the mind of the gamer girl, the American had broken into a panic, and started putting her hands all over the pinkette. Chiaki couldn't tell if Allie was trying to beat her, grapple her, or grope her, and the apologizing didn't make it easier to discern.

All the while, Chiaki was still reaching around for her own top, so to anyone who could see, it was two women confusedly touching and grabbing each other all over. Chiaki was trying to reach around Allie since she assumed her top was on the floor, but the blonde seemed determined to body block her, resulting in Chiaki's hands finding her opponent's top numerous times before she finally found her own.

It was at this point that Allie seemingly finally made her intentions clear; she wanted to help Chiaki get her bikini back on. But with the two streamer's breasts pressed together, that wasn't something feasible at the moment. Something which Allie seemed to recognize, but for some reason did not see the solution to. "You get off of me and I put my top on, I think," Chiaki said.

But suddenly Allie seemed to decide that she wanted to start wrestling again. "Gah!" Chiaki cried as the American's attack took her by total surprise. "Grr..." Chiaki grumbled. And with bikini in hand, the gamer girl began to throw repeated hooks into the side of Allie's head. Obviously her aim wouldn't be perfect, but she knew where the blonde's head was well enough to consistently connect her blows.

Chiaki would be using her other arm to try to force Allie away in conjunction with her punches until she had peeled the rookie off of her body. She took a moment to try to redress herself before realizing that she had no clue how the fabric in her hand was currently oriented, and decided that she was too frustrated and concerned with leaving herself vulnerable to try to figure it out, so Chiaki through her top down to the mat. I'll just put it back on when I can see again," she though. Not like I still have time to hide them from the cameras anyways.

That last thought finally brought to Chiaki's mind what Allie had been freaking out so badly over; that bare boobs on Twitch was not something that went over well. But Chiaki was far less worried. As she had thought before, it was too late now. Accepting her situation, the gamer girl stretched her arms up and crossed them behind her head, puffing out her treasure chest for the audience's viewing pleasure before dropping down into her wrestling stance. Furthermore, since Chiaki had made her decision without speaking it aloud, Allie would have no way of knowing whether or not Chiaki had covered herself before the action resumed.

[CaptainL]

For just a moment, Allie and Chiaki had been able to come to a momentary truce. As long as Chiaki was exposed, they were both at risk of having the stream shut down, and neither wanted to cut short such a highly anticipated event that had already garnered great success. At first, Allie was genuinely attempting to help Chiaki by trying to keep her body covered with her own - at least, as much as was feasibly possible when neither of the two girls could see what they were doing. But it didn't take Allie long to realize that having Chiaki so close at hand could benefit her own causes as well - and she jumped at the opportunity to tighten down a bear hug! Not only would it give the pink-haired girl a good squeeze, Allie was convinced that she would be too concerned about flashing the cameras to try and escape!

But that was where Allie was wrong. Chiaki may have been a streamer, but she was going to approach this as a wrestling match first and foremost, and the thought of community guidelines hadn't even crossed her mind. As Allie cranked down as hard as she could - squeezing tightly around Chiaki's ribs in one part in pursuit of the victory, and in one part because she wanted to get this over as quickly as possible so she wouldn't have to fear the banhammer - she grit her teeth and stiffened with determination. But it was with a gasp that she felt Chiaki's arm swing out and clip her on the side of the head, jostling her to the side! Sure, the gamer girl was missing a good few shots, not seeing what she was doing. But Allie didn't know that - the only ones she knew where the ones that hit. And the ones that hit left her dizzied, enough so that when Chiaki shoved her other arm out forward, it was enough to knock the Floridian off her balance, forcing her to break the embrace!

Letting out a yelp, Allie dropped down to the canvas, where she landed with a thud. For a moment, she lay there, groaning, before she rose groggily to a seated position and rubbed her head. Only a few seconds later did she realize what this meant - she wasn't covering Chiaki any more, which meant her bare breasts could well have been in full view of the world! Letting out a gasp, Allie jumped up a little straighter, at once shaken into reality. "Hold on-! Is...is it back on!?"

Unable to see, Allie had no way of knowing Chiaki had decided to discard her top. She wasn't sure how easily Chiaki was going to be able to put it back on while blindfolded, but the match hadn't been stopped yet, so maybe they'd still be okay! All the while, the camera crew breathed in a long, deep sigh at the realization that they were going to have to be creative with the angles for the rest of this round...

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Chiaki was gaining a new appreciation for just how much one's sight made the world as understandable as it was. Allie had flipped back again to being more concerned about the gamer girl's state of dress rather than winning the match. Chiaki was confused to the point where she was ready to just let it go. She was not one to get caught up and dwell on things. If something frustrated her enough, she usually had little issue with not worrying about it and moving on.

Chiaki didn't answer Allie's question right away, as once more, the American had freely given the gamer girl her location. Chiaki probably could have guessed well enough, but hearing her opponent's voice to confirm it was always nice. Chiaki charged in, aiming to knock Allie onto her back with a shoulder charge. Then before the blonde could shift her position, the pinkette would try to reach down and grab Allie by the ankles.

"It's fine, just worry about escaping," Chiaki would finally answer as she began to twist Allie's legs into a Figure Four. She took it a bit slower without her sight, trusting that she had enough control over Allie to do so, but she could handle the execution well enough by feel assuming that the busty blonde didn't find a way to throw a wrench into the gamer girl's strategy.

Assuming Chiaki was successful in locking in her hold, she'd have Allie's foot just under the bottom of her bust. The pinkette's arms reaching around her breasts as if she were trying to frame them as she held the blonde. Chiaki really hoped that Allie would interpret her saying that the situation was fine to mean that the gamer girl had put her top back on, even though she actually hadn't, so that she would stop freaking out about it, and focus back in onto something that Chiaki found she understood much better: wrestling.

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That was one other area where the differences between Allie and Chiaki were worn on the two girls' sleeves. Allie was a streamer first and foremost, and she saw this match above all else as an opportunity for her to promote herself. To that end, it was in her best interests to make sure that she stay within the boundaries of what was allowed on the platform and avoid any unfortunate incidents that might lead to a loss in viewership or an embarrassing blemish on her reputation, and she was more concerned about Chiaki maintaining her modesty than she was about winning the match. Chiaki, on the other hand? She might have been here to represent her stream as well, and she might not have been the most accomplished of wrestlers in LAW, but she still considered herself a wrestler, and she was still going to think like one. To Chiaki, this wasn't a time to worry about whether or not they'd land in hot water - this was a time for action. And when Allie had let herself get distracted by the fear of being shut down, it just meant the perfect opportunity to strike had fallen right into Chiaki's lap.

Before Allie could get an answer to her question, Chiaki charged and rammed her shoulder into her chest! Coughing and sputtering as the air was knocked out of her lungs, the blonde was thrown onto her back, her arms flopping limp at her sides. Her panicked cries had let Chiaki pinpoint her location, and when she had taken her mind off the match, she wasn't bothering to defend herself - for want of a better term, she didn't see it coming until it was too late! In a moment she was flat on her back. And that left Chiaki with the opportunity to grab Allie's legs, twisting them into a figure four before locking the hold in!

In an instant, Allie felt the pain ripple through her legs, her joints creaking and shuddering from every odd angle Chiaki bent them in. "Y-Yeeeeow..!!" she cried, her teeth clenched in a grimace. "Uh, that doesn't really answer my question-!" she blurted out, noting that Chiaki hadn't said anything about her state of dress. But that didn't matter right now. As long as Chiaki was targeting her legs, Allison was in trouble - and that fact was enough to remind her of what, in this moment, really mattered!

The strain on her legs was getting to her, and it made her hiss and shudder. But Allie had seen this move used plenty of times in her reaction streams, which meant she had also seen plenty of examples of how it could be countered - and it seemed simple enough to give it a try! Trying to push through the pain, she sucked in a deep breath, balling her hands at her sides to steady herself, before she pushed off the mat at her side, attempting to roll herself over to reverse the hold back on her foe!

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With the information and skill advantage, Chiaki was easily able to put Allie into a Figure Four Leglock. The blonde did still seem hung up on whether the gamer girl was covered or not, which was actually kinda impressive considering the pain that her knee should be in right now. It made Chiaki wonder if she had messed up somewhere, but her hold didn't feel any different than normal, and Allie didn't seem to be escaping either, so the pinkette took it to mean that all was well.

"I told you Allie-san, it's fine," Chiaki said. Not wanting to outright lie, but also still wanting to try to insinuate to the American that her top was on. At this point, Allie finally seemed to focus back in on the match, as Chiaki felt the blonde starting to pull against her, trying to flip the two streamers onto their stomachs to reverse the hold.

Chiaki wasn't very strong, but neither was Allie, so the gamer girl was able to hold the hot tub streamer in place well enough. But once the two women had been pulling against each other long enough for Chiaki to feel confident that Allie was committed to simply pulling in one direction as hard as she could, the pinkette would release the blonde, allowing her momentum to carry her over onto her stomach without pulling Chiaki along. Then Chiaki would quickly move to try to find one of Allie's feet, managing to find the one nearest to herself. With it, the gamer girl would pull the blonde back and try to lock her into a Single Leg Boston Crab.