A Ginger and a Parakeet - Audrey Trovita [D] versus Mami "Parakeet" Okabe

[Ichi]

Match Type: Hentai Submission
Rules:

Win by forcing your opponent to submit via orgasm, humiliation, and/or other sexual moves.

     Mami sighed. Another hentai match, thought Mami as her shoulders slumped. Well, this was not outside of the realm of what Mami expected. Even though Mami was not well-versed in matters of sexual fetishism, she could at least appreciate the fact that some people would pay good money to see an innocent idol be sexually defiled. Granted, given how her last match went, Mami was not sure if she could be classified as "innocent". Then again, given how visibly out of her element she was, Mami figured that she could still pass for "inexperienced". And admittedly, "inexperienced" was an accurate label for Mami. Sure, she had done hentai practice with some of her friends, namely the girls who resided on the same floor as her, but Mami really had not gotten much out of those exchanges—she had been mostly helpless, with her being ragdolled and lewded like no tomorrow. But she was happy to be in that situation: she was, after all, giving her friends experience. Not to mention, having a live body is much better than trying to practice on a grappling dummy.
     But that had been in private. Now, for the second time in her life, Mami was about to engage in public lewdness. The thought made her a little nervous. Mami was fully cognizant of the reality of the situation: she was likely going to be lewded hard, and reduced to nothing more than a sex object under the lascivious gaze of the audience. Yet, Mami was not viscerally opposed to this eventuality. After all, she had been an idol. She was used to performing and pandering to a roaring crowd. Plus which, attitudes towards hentai matches had significantly softened over the past decades. With how normalized such activity had become, engaging in lewdness was no longer a death sentence for a young woman's career.
     And then there was the matter of her opponent. A woman named Audrey Trovita with a losing record of 3-9. Had Mami been a competent fighter, such an opponent would be easy pickings. But Mami was not a competent fighter. Even against an opponent of Audrey's caliber, Mami knew that winning would be a pipe dream. Such was clear from the footage that Mami saw of Audrey. Sure, Mami had seen more impressive fighters than Audrey—two of the women on her floor were leagues above Audrey. But Mami saw enough to know that Audrey would be too much for her to handle. A resilient redhead speedster who liked to wear her opponents down: such would be too much for a barely trained former idol who focused more on school than training to handle. Moreover, it seemed like Audrey had spirit in spades. Even after suffering such an abjectly humiliating defeat at the hands of a sadistic man named Caesar, Audrey still continued to compete. The footage of Audrey's match with Mami made her shudder—Mami was unsure if she herself would be able to continue wrestling had she suffered such an utter humiliating defeat. The idea of a man violating her like Caesar did to Audrey sent shivers down Mami's spine.
     Thankfully, Mami was not fighting a man. She was fighting another woman. Somehow, the idea of fighting women in lewd competitions seemed less terrifying to Mami than fighting men. Still, a question lingered in Mami's mind: is it okay for her to get lewd with Audrey? Mami took a deep breath. She remembered the match stipulations, which explicitly allowed hentai moves, and she thought back to Audrey's matches. There was no way that Audrey did not know what she was getting into. And, based on her past matches, it was clear that Audrey was, at least on some level, okay with lewdness. Mami reassured herself that she would not be in the wrong if she were to attack Audrey sexually—and, given the disparity in their abilities, it was entirely possible that Mami would not be able to get in any offense of her own. Mami exhaled in relief. If anyone was going to get violated, it would be her. And, knowing the match stipulations, she was mostly okay with such a prospect.
     "You can do this," whispered Mami to herself. The blonde-haired cutie took deep breaths, her perky breasts rising with each breath. Her heart rate slowed, asymptotically approaching its resting rate. For now, all Mami had to do was wait for her cue.

     "And now, appearing in the ring for the second time in her career, former idol and classically trained vocalist..." The announcer paused, letting the tension build. Hundreds of eyes locked onto the entrance ramp in anticipation. Many in the crowd knew who would be making an appearance—an idol and classically trained vocalist turned wrestler? There was no other wrestler on the roster besides Mami "Parakeet" Okabe that could fit the bill. There were quite a few fans of Mami in the crowd, and most of them wanted to see the innocent little parakeet brought to forced orgasm after forced orgasm. Finally, the announcer continued. "INTRODUCING! MAMI! PARAKEEEET! OKAAAAAAAABEEEEE!!!"
     Green and gold pyrotechnics exploded at the entrance ramp, flooding the area with fog. The explosions reverberated throughout the arena, echoing through every nook and cranny of the venue. Then, amidst the green and gold fog emerged a single figure: Mami "Parakeet" Okabe. She manifested as a shadowy mass amidst the fog. Then, her figure burst out of the fog. As she emerged, tendrils of fog clinged to her form. Mami took several steps, freeing herself from the grasp of the fog. Her full form, all 159 cm (~5'2 1/2") of it, appeared in full. Her lithe form, complemented by her perky breasts and tight ass, were on full display. A fluffy, orange-ish yellow top shielded her breasts from outright obscenity, but still left plenty of cleavage for the enraptured audience to enjoy. Her short, frilly skirt barely concealed what was underneath, leaving much to lewd imagination. She wore yellow stockings that stopped short of her groin, leaving a tantalizing zettai ryōiki

Zettai ryōiki refers to the area between kneesocks and a skirt.

for the fans to gawk at. Simultaneously, Mami's entrance music blared over the speakers—a hopeful and upbeat song in G major.

     Mami ran down the entrance ramp, actively engaging with the fans as she ran. She high-fived fans as she made her way down. She even gave suggestive winks at a select few fans, igniting all sorts of fantasies. To Mami, such engagement was nothing—it was just par for the course for being an idol. Nothing she has not done before. Mami made her way down the ramp and to the ring. Then, she climbed up onto the ring apron and deftly slipped through the ropes. She had practiced such a maneuver many times over, so it was nothing new to her. Once in the ring, Mami began to contemplate what she would do next. For a moment, she considered shadowboxing, like she had seen her friends do many times before. But Mami knew that she was not skilled enough to pull that off. After all, her right hand had a tendency to lower as she threw her jab. While boxing footwork was not terribly difficult for Mami, throwing punches was an entirely different matter. Thus, Mami chose to simply spin around, flaring her skirt out and offering the fans a tantalizingly close view of her intimate wear. Of course, Mami would not reveal herself immediately. She knew the value of teasing before revealing, and she fully intended to take advantage of the period between teasing and explicit reveal.
     After her little tease show, Mami turned to the entrance ramp, eagerly awaiting her opponent to show up. Her anxiety had mostly melted away, leaving an eagerness to engage in erotic combat with another woman in front of a roaring crowd. Her heart began to beat a little faster, knowing what was about to transpire. But the cheers of the crowd spurred her on, causing her to forget all the embarrassment that accompanied the situation. Ignoring the salacious nature of the match, Mami felt like this was going to be a fun experience that would broaden her horizons. She forcibly suppressed her doubt, and focused on the excitement of the situation. Her breathing quickened as she imagined what Audrey would look like. Would she look like a dominatrix, or some innocent woman, unsure of her first hentai match? Or perhaps something in between? Mami waited with anxiousness, eager to see how her opponent would present herself. She figured that if she could get excited about her opponent, the rest of the situation would melt into irrelevance. All the gawking, lewd photos published on social media, erotic clips uploaded to porn sites, all of those eventualities would fade from Mami's consciousness as she excitedly anticipated what sort of lewdness would transpire between herself and her opponent.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Audrey couldn't stop herself from pacing as she waited for her turn to head out to the ring. She'd done a couple dark matches so far for her new organization, but this was technically her debut match here, and it was... not a standard match, to say the least. She hadn't even known hentai matches were a normal, commonly accepted thing until fairly recently; she had just thought her first opponent had been kind of a sleazebag. And while that remained true, she had been rather surprised to learn that he wasn't the only one out there doing them - he had simply been the only one she'd known about. Still, she had been thankful she didn't maintain any real social media presence that night; videos of her torment were plentiful, but she wasn't sure she could handle watching it happen. Experiencing it was enough.

Audrey herself wasn't sold on the idea... however, if she ever wanted to achieve her goal of getting revenge on Caesar, she'd have to play by his rules. And to do that, she'd have to learn them. So, she'd accepted a few mostly private lewd matches at her former place of employment. However, she did not perform well due to either a lack of resistance or knowledge of how to counter, having been on the receiving end most of the time by this point. Of course, somehow videos of every single one of those managed to leak out, too...

On top of that, if she was going to win, she'd have to perform the same acts to her opponent, too... and she hadn't quite gotten used to the idea yet, despite having participated in a few already. Not really getting the opportunity to practice being on the offensive would do that. Needless to say, all this added up to her being more than a little anxious about her debut.

Knowing her opponent tonight only complicated matters. Audrey finally accepted that she needed to find someone who was closer to her skill level if she wanted to start racking up wins and turn her career around in her new promotion, so she spent a lot of time studying this 'Mami' girl. And from what Audrey could tell, the Parakeet might almost be leaning too far into the 'inexperienced' angle.

Mami was a former idol, pretty cute and with a great singing voice, not unlike the Instagram models Audrey followed. But she had next to no fighting experience, having only one match under her belt that Audrey could find. She certainly didn't look like she belonged in a wrestling ring at all, much less a hentai match - this, despite the fact that her previous match had a similar ruleset. It further conflicted Audrey's feelings about having to inflict that kind of public humiliation on her. The girl was even smaller than she was!

But it was her history that caught Audrey's attention and helped her come to terms with accepting this match. Mami had essentially lived on the streets and still managed to find a way to carve out a living for herself, while also remaining positive and upbeat in the process. Audrey admired the girl for her tenacity, but more importantly, it told her that Mami was resilient and hardy, traits that Audrey expected Mami to bring into the ring. In addition to that, what little of her fighting style Audrey could find showed that she was quick on her feet, something they had in common. Despite her petite stature, Audrey recognized that she couldn't take the former idol lightly, experience or not. She couldn't afford to.

Besides... Mami had willingly agreed to this too, hadn't she? It wasn't like Audrey's first match, when she had been completely ignorant of what she'd signed up for against Caesar and got absolutely ravaged by him as a result. They both knew what they were getting themselves into tonight.

Hoping to calm her nerves and her mind, Audrey double-checked her outfit. The gold loop on her cross halter top held the light blue fabric strips down her chest in place well enough, and the knot in front was tied tightly. Her purple skirt concealed her pink panties nicely; just because the goal was to target your opponent's vulnerable spots didn't mean they had to be easy to reach. Her sneakers lit up, just barely in the bright lights. Her fiery red hair was held back by an emerald green scrunchie. Audrey nodded; her outfit was as good as it was going to get. She just hoped that if Mami was going to go after it, that it would at least still be washable and wearable after the match this time...

Then she got the cue that Mami had was making her way out, and she was up next. Choking down her nerves, Audrey did her best to psych herself up as she got into position.

****

entrance music

mostly accurate appearance

Audrey could barely hear her entrance theme playing, and completely missed the ring announcer entirely, as she skipped and trotted down the ramp. She knew they' had to have announced her, though, since most heads were in her direction as she emerged to their noise. On the outside, she wore a cocky grin, waving to the cheering crowd. Inwardly, though, she was a ball of nerves. Were these cheers in her favor? Did they just want to see her ravished again? How many of them had seen her previous downfalls? This was larger than any crowd she'd ever performed in front of, and other than that first match, she'd never performed this kind of match with an audience at all! God, she hoped no one would notice her legs trembling.

Mami already stood in the ring, waiting for her. Audrey climbed up, slipping though the ropes, and, having seen her opponent do the exact same thing, did a little twirl. Nothing super fancy, just enough to send her hair and her skirt flying a bit, before blowing a kiss at the crowd.

And then came the moment of truth. She took a deep, steadying breath, then turned to walk towards Mami, stopping near the center of the ring and letting the other girl come to her if she so chose. "I hope you don't mind me stealing your routine," Audrey said. It had gone over well with the audience when Mami did it the first time...

Then, with a sudden "Oh!" as she realized she'd almost forgotten, she held out a hand.

[Ichi]

     Mami's eyes immediately shot towards the backstage exit as her opponent Audrey's entrance theme—an energetic song with an electric guitar backing—rang out through the venue. It did not take long for Audrey to make her appearance. The attractive redhead made her way down the ramp, moving briskly while simultaneously waving to the cheering crowd. On her face was a cocky grin that seemed to scream confidence. But something seemed off to Mami—even though Mami could not pinpoint why, Audrey did not seem genuinely confident. Mami's inquisitive gaze lingered on Audrey. Then, she saw it. The slight tremble in Audrey's knees betrayed a sense of nervousness.
     Mami felt a sense of sympathy and relief. She herself was nervous about the match, and seeing that her opponent was too made Mami feel better. Because of this, she knew that her opponent was not some heartless woman who would leave her violated and abjectly broken in the ring. Mami breathed a heavy sigh, the tension that had been built up inside of her slowly releasing as the air left her lungs. Sure, Mami was a performer and could hide her nervousness extremely well—but even still, Mami was human. She naturally had doubts and reservations.
     The blonde-haired cutie continued to watch her opponent make her way down the ramp. She waved and smiled meekly, making sure to look at Audrey directly. Mami hoped that Audrey did not find her too intimidating—after all, she would feel bad if her opponent found her scary. But Mami knew that she was no match for Audrey, and she hoped that Audrey realized that too.
     Audrey slipped through the ropes rather deftly before transitioning into a twirl. Her vibrant red hair and skirt twirled around gracefully as she spun, eliciting cheers from the crowd. Mami smiled. Although she was not necessarily into women, Mami could still appreciate Audrey's beauty.
     "I hope you don't mind me stealing your routine," said Audrey as she approached Mami.
     "Not at all!" replied Mami with a smile on her face. "You look great!" Mami hoped that her friendliness would put her opponent at ease, rather than make her guilty about lewding her. "And..." Mami started, her voice trailing off. "Don't worry, I'm nervous too. So please don't feel scared," whispered Mami, quietly enough that only Audrey could hear. Mami wanted to help Audrey feel at ease, but in that moment, Mami did not know what to say to do so. The blonde-haired cutie hoped that admitting her own nervousness would put Audrey at ease, but she could not be sure if that would work.
     Mami saw Audrey reach out a hand, and without hesitation, Mami shook Audrey's hands. The former idol gave a warm smile, one that was friendly but had a slight demure undertone to it. Ideally, Mami would have given a less reserved smile, but her idol training prevented her from being too effusive.
     After a short while, Mami let go of Audrey's hand. She skipped backwards, her blonde hair flowing as she deftly made her way to one of the ring corners. "Let's have a good match!" exclaimed Mami with a friendly smile on her face. It was as if the gravity of the situation were lost on Mami—the fact that the two were expected to bring each other to orgasm after orgasm until one finally quit seemed lost on Mami. For now, it seemed as if Mami were merely meeting an exciting acquaintance. Which, of course, would have been true, if not for the stipulations of the match.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Somehow, Audrey managed to make it down the ramp and through the ropes into the ring without tripping and faceplanting into the mat, so she considered that her first success. Mami had watched her copy the former idol's entrance, to the approval of the crowd no less, which was all Audrey was hoping for. A good first impression, regardless of whatever expectations may have been formed from prior matches, did wonders for her nerves. At least there was one thing they were cheering for that didn't involve her being ragdolled.

The moments that followed, however, left Audrey even more conflicted and confused than before.

When Audrey had been making her entrance, she had noticed her bubbly opponent smiling and waving at her. Then, once her little performance concluded, Mami began pouring on the charm. The ginger blushed a bit as Mami - quite unexpectedly - offered a compliment on her appearance. What was that? Was Mami trying to throw her off her guard? Audrey hadn't yet had an opponent begin a match by offering pleasantries rather than threaten her or shit-talking her.

Then, as she accepted the handshake with surprising enthusiasm, Mami whispered a confession, clearly a statement not meant to be picked up by anyone else; she was also nervous. In a way, it almost made Audrey feel worse about the match that was about to take place, despite Mami seemingly trying to make them both feel more at ease... plus, for the first time in her career, Audrey seemed to be favored in this matchup. But... all things considered, based on her history, Mami didn't strike her as the sneaky backstabbing type, so Audrey decided to take the former idol at her word. Maybe this could end up being a pleasant experience after all. Y'know, once she got passed the embarrassment of having an audience gawking at them. Audrey wasn't sure she'd ever be comfortable with that.

"Uh, th-thank you," she managed to reply, doing her best to sound appreciative and non-threatening. "You're, uh... very cute, yourself! Love your skirt~!" She hesitated a beat, then added in her own whisper, "Please don't take what I'm about to do to you personally. It's what we signed up for, after all. "There, that was about as good a peace offering she could give while also realizing she had a pretty solid chance at having her way with the Parakeet. That in itself was an unusual position for Audrey to find herself in...

Finally, louder again so her voice would carry, she finished with, "Yes, let's put on a good show together!"

The handshake broke apart, and Audrey walked backwards to her corner opposite Mami with a bit more spring in her step after the small conversation, her nerves finally being pushed aside. In the final seconds before they got the green light, her mind had cleared enough for Audrey to think about how to open the match. She knew enough that charging in as soon as the bell rang was a stupid and reckless move, so she'd let Mami act first and respond accordingly. Assuming Mami did act first, of course. If not... well, she'd wait and see.

[Ichi]

     Mami gave a smiling nod in response to Audrey's return compliment. Then, after Audrey implored her not to take any future in-ring lewdness personally, Mami gave a subtle thumbs up. The two women broke their handshake, and Mami started backpedaling, her feet gracefully propelling her backwards as her blonde hair flowed in front of her. The moment Mami's back hit the corner ring post padding, the bell rang, signaling the start of the match.
     DING!
     Mami hesitated for a moment, waiting to see what her opponent would do. But her opponent stayed still, either out of hesitation or cautiousness. Knowing that it was now up to her to make the first move, Mami made her way towards Audrey. The blonde-haired cutie walked briskly and gracefully, eschewing a conventional fighting stance in favor of mobility. Placing one foot in front of the other and staying on the balls of her feet, Mami approached her opponent. Her hands were held low to aid with balance should she need to make any quick movements.
     As Mami got closer to Audrey, she settled into an orthodox stance

An orthodox stance is a stance where the left foot is foward. It is commonly used by right-handed fighters in combat sports such as boxing, kickboxing, and MMA.

and continued her advance. Her hands raised to her chest level, forming a makeshift guard—too low to serve as a passive defense, but great for mobility.
     Mami could feel the gap between herself and Audrey closing. Once she was just outside of range, Mami would subtly cock her right hand back in preparation to throw a right cross. Her hips would begin to rotate, propelling Mami's right fist towards Audrey's face. Mami's blonde hair would whip around as her arm began to extend.
     Suddenly, Mami would stop, her arm halting midair. The thought of throwing a punch seemed too violent for the former idol to fathom. Punching was not Mami's proclivity, nor was it her style. An awkward pause would follow as Mami's unintentional feint lingered in the air. Then, Mami would crouch down and attempt to close the distance and wrap her arms around Audrey's body in a bodylock. If Mami was successful, she would lock up the hold with a gable grip—a little something she had learned from her very limited training with her friends.
     Assuming that Mami got the bodylock, she would then press her ear against Audrey's ample bust. Then, Mami would attempt to use her legs to push Audrey into the corner! Mami knew that there was no guarantee that would work, but she decided to try anyways.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

The Parakeet seemed perfectly content with Audrey's responses. Definitely a new twist, but not one Audrey would complain about. She made her way back to her corner with a smile and her nerves finally starting to settle.

The bell rang, and Mami made to close the gap again. Audrey did the same, if only to not trap herself in the corner. Mami was coming at her a little faster than she would have predicted. Audrey put her own fists up defensively, unsure of what to expect with Mami seemingly skipping that 'feeling out' stage. But then her body twisted a bit, thus giving a hint of what she was about to do. Audrey reflexively moved to block and counter as she pulled her fist back!

But the fist never came. Mami paused, looking as though she were re-thinking her attack mid-swing. Against anyone else, she'd have probably been flat on her back by now, but Audrey, too, paused out of uncertainty. She realized she should probably take this chance while Mami hesitated to- oh, too late!

With Audrey failing to capitalize on the opening, Mami lunged for her, the former idol's arms wrapping around the ginger's body. Audrey inwardly cursed her lapse of judgment, realizing she'd blown that chance to take the offensive, and instinctively attempted to pry Mami's arms away. The girl had her hands clasped together surprisingly tightly, but Audrey could feel it working. If only she had the time...

But Mami wouldn't make it that easy, of course. She laid her head on Audrey's chest, and the redhead's cheeks started to turn pink. "Mmm..." she groaned quietly, a mixture of frustration, embarrassment, and pleasure. The redhead wondered if Mami could hear her racing heartbeat.

With her head on Audrey's bust, Mami used her whole body weight to push the pair of them backwards. It was enough for Audrey to have to brace herself, planting her right foot behind her. It was a surprising attempt, but surely Mami knew this wasn't going to work...? If that was all the strength she could muster, Audrey could still probably hold her ground... So, giving up on trying to break her opponent's grip, Audrey put her hands on Mami's shoulders and pushed back, leaning forwards and using her back leg for leverage until she could put her own body weight into it.

If that worked, she'd then attempt to trip Mami to the mat. Audrey would probably land on top of her if she didn't break her hold, but that was okay. It would hopefully leave Mami winded for a moment, which would grant Audrey another opportunity to fight back, and this time, she wouldn't miss it.

[Ichi]

     A spark of elation rose in a Mami's chest as her bodylock succeeded—she had actually pulled off a maneuver! But that elation was short-lived as her attempt to push Audrey back faltered. Audrey had used her back leg to brace herself, stalling Mami's attempt to push her back. Worse yet, Audrey began pushing on Mami's shoulders, putting her own body weight into the push. Mami could feel her gable grip beginning to break. She tried to hold on for as long as she could, but eventually, her clasped hands were wrenched apart. Her eyes widened as she took a staggered step backwards, trying to catch herself as she was pushed back. But her red-haired opponent was quick, and swiftly transitioned into trying to trip Mami. Mami's eyes went wide as her body began to tumble to the mat. There was no way that she could stay standing. Unless...
     Mami's hand shot out desperately into the open air, trying to grasp onto anything she could. The nearest object was Audrey's attire, namely her top which concealed her ample chest. But in that instant, Mami was not concerned about anything other than stopping her fall—her opponent's modesty was an unfortunate afterthought. Mami would attempt to grab onto Audrey's top, digging her fingers into her ginger opponent's attire. Her grip would be strong, and not easily broken. Regardless of whether Mami successfully grabbed onto the attire, she would tumble to the mat. If Mami did manage to get a grip-full of fabric, her downwards momentum coupled with her non-negligible grip would run the risk of tearing Audrey's attire and exposing the redhead's chest to the roaring crowd. And who knows—it was entirely possible that Mami could end up dragging Audrey down with her, leaving Audrey laying on top of the blonde cutie. Of course, none of this was within Mami's plan: in her desperation, she merely wanted to stop her fall through whatever means necessary.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Well, it hadn't been quite how she anticipated, but Audrey succeeded in breaking Mami's body lock. She expected to let her momentum carry her forwards and on top of the other girl, but instead, Mami willingly (?) broke her grasp, allowing Audrey to shove her opponent off her while still maintaining her balance! It couldn't have worked out better; the ginger would be left in quite the advantageous position. She'd never had such a lucky opening to a match!

Or, that was what Audrey thought first. Her brief moment of joy was shattered when, having nothing else within reach, Mami's hand shot out and grabbed the loose ends of Audrey's top as gravity pulled her downwards! Even as Mami's grip tipped Audrey off-balance again, the force untied the knot and her top flew open.

Audrey experienced a brief moment where it felt like time slowed down, watching as her breasts popped free of the thin cloth, triggering a fresh wave of cheers from the surrounding spectators as she was put briefly on display. Despite knowing this was not just a possibility, but almost a certainty in this kind of match, Audrey's face burned as red as her hair, and her first instinct was to try to cover herself. It felt somewhat surreal, dreamlike, only stressed further by a sensation of weightlessness!

And then the moment passed, and Audrey quickly realized the reason for that floating feeling. She snapped back to reality and time returned to normal speed as she crashed down hard on top of Mami, the Parakeet's iron grip on her clothing not only exposing her chest, but pulling her off her feet, too!

"Oof!"

It took her a moment to realize, but somehow, Audrey found herself exactly where she originally expected to be (albeit with significantly more skin contact). A heat-of-the-moment idea crossed her mind... a trace of a grin returned to her still-blushing face as she looked down at Mami below her. Despite still feeling a bit embarrassed and nervous, her voice gave none of that away. Instead, she spoke with a tone of playful sensuality as she said;

"You know, if you wanted to see them that bad, all you had to do was ask!"

And then she attempted a move she'd never even considered in her toolkit before: a breast smother.

[Ichi]

     Mami's brow furrowed upon seeing that her desperate attempt to regain her balance had left her opponent sans her modesty. A wave of guilt washed over Mami's chest—she had not meant to expose her opponent in this manner. Her mouth opened in an attempt to utter an apology, but she was not fast enough. The wind was unceremoniously forced from Mami's lungs as she went crashing to the canvas. Moments later, the full weight of her opponent slammed against her body, expunging any air that Mami had left in her chest. The blonde-haired cutie's eye's went wide with shock: she was not used to taking hard hits, and this blow left her shocked.
     "You know, if you wanted to see them that bad, all you had to do was ask!" teased Audrey.
     Still reeling from the shock of the impact, Audrey's words barely registered in Mami's mind. But it soon became clear what they meant when Audrey placed her breasts right over Mami's nose and mouth! The blonde-haired cutie tried to gasp in surprise, only for her breath to be stifled by the redhead's breasts! A primal fear spread throughout Mami's being in the form of a shiver. Then, her blood ran hot. She needed to get out of this situation and regain her breath. Mami would attempt to buck up and squirm away, only for her opponent to maintain the smother. More thrashing ensued, to similar non-effect: Mami was trapped. Her heart beat faster, screaming for oxygen as it did everything it could to energize the little blonde's body to escape. But Audrey's breasts remained in place, forming a seal over Mami's mouth. Mami's heart went into overdrive. She could hear the arena echoing around her and could see her vision darkening. Her heartbeats began pounding in her ear. She needed oxygen—and fast.
     Mami's adrenaline surged, reaching its apex. Driven by nothing but pure panic and instinct, Mami began to press at Audrey's breasts in an attempt to relieve her suffocation. Her hands would squeeze into the redhead's breasts, almost as if she were roughly groping them. The blonde's little body would thrash about as she did so, doing everything that she could to regain her oxygen. Mami, in her panic, would not be gentle with Audrey's breasts. Her slender fingers would sink into her opponent's soft flesh, and her thumbs would reach Audrey's nipples, brushing against them and bending them against her flesh. Tears would fill Mami's eyes as darkness continued to encroach on her vision. If Audrey did not let up on her breast smother, Mami would quickly lose consciousness, leaving her vulnerable to whatever machination her opponent had!

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

The result was immediate; as soon as Audrey's bust covered Mami's face, burying the Parakeet under her soft flesh, a chill ran down the ginger's spine, a wave of pleasure she hadn't been expecting, but honestly should have. That was one reason she'd never considered attempting this maneuver before - for Audrey, it was high risk. But this was that kind of match, and Audrey had been exposed already, so it had given her quite the opportunity, and she'd taken it without really thinking about the potential consequences.

"Mmmm...~" The soft, quiet moan she released was completely involuntary, as was the deepening of the already obvious blush on her cheeks. The feeling of her bust squished up against the blonde's face just felt so damn good! And the feeling was only made worse (better?) as Mami squirmed and thrashed below her, the motion doing nothing except arouse Audrey further. The ginger felt her own heart rate speed up, goaded on by the approval of the spectators.

Already losing herself in the pleasure, Audrey failed to realize she'd made a rookie mistake in her haste to apply the maneuver, showcasing her inexperience; she'd been resting her elbows and forearms on the mat to support her body... and she left the Parakeet's own arms completely unrestricted!

"H-heyyy, wha-aaaahhh!" she squealed, as Mami reached up and sunk her fingers into Audrey's soft breasts. It wasn't focused enough to be a targeted attack, as her hands were rather rough and fast; the assault was pure instinct, a desperate attempt just to grab hold and shove the larger girl off. Mami clearly hadn't known how drastically it would affect the redhead!

And affect her it did! Audrey's whole body began to tremble noticeably, her breathing was starting to become labored, and her eyes had squeezed shut. She let out another involuntary groan, louder this time as Mami quickly and accidentally worked her over. She hadn't seemed to realize how severe her opponents reaction was, because she might have taken advantage of what came next: Mami's thumb brushed over her nipple, squishing it. Audrey's body jolted violently as it hardened and a surge of ecstasy shot through her!

"Aaaahnnn~!!" she moaned again, only barely staying in control at this point. The contact had been brief, thankfully... if that had been intentional or drawn out, she likely wouldn't have been able to resist. She'd need to shift into another move, and fast.

Audrey finally had the sudden clarity to simply rise up, pulling her sensitive chest away from Mami's face. She kneeled down over the blonde's stomach, batting Mami's hands away in the process to make her finally let go. She rubbed at her tender breast, her brain racing too fast to think to re-tie her top closed. While she watched the smaller girl gasp for air (now that she finally could), the ginger took a few moments to catch her own breath, trying to push down that tingling sensation she'd almost given in to.

Mami looked out of it enough that Audrey decided to try to press her advantage. She would try to stand up, grabbing her opponent's legs and pulling them with her. Her aim was to flip Mami over and trap her in a boston crab; Mami hadn't actually submitted, so she was still in the fight, and Audrey knew she had to keep her chest out of Mami's hands, or she'd be in a world of trouble.