An Oily Encounter - Collei "The Emerald Enigma" vs Fuuka Yamagishi

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Despite the poor start to the match, Collei refused to be defeated so quickly. She had to prove herself and fight for her own honour, and she wouldn't be able to do that by losing and giving up so quickly. While Fuuka tried to get her locked up in a hold, Collei resisted, leading to a struggle of oily limbs and grunts of frustration from both women.

After a little bit, Collei managed to slide free of Fuuka's grasp and slid over to the side of the pool, grasping it with her left hand, meaning she had successfully gotten a rope break, meaning she could reset, something she needed. While she was here, she cleaned her mind of bad thoughts and got back to her feet, before moving back forward, this time being more defensive and observant of Fuuka, hoping that the bluenette would get frustrated and make her own mistake.

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Fuuka couldn't quite control Collei as well as she had wanted to. With the greenette fighting like hell to keep off of her back, the bluenette just wasn't able to force it. She still got valuable damage off from the continuation of the chokehold that had already been locked in, but Collei's resistance was too strong for Fuuka to bring the hold to its full, possibly match ending potential.

As a result, Collei was eventually able to reach the end of the pool, which did in fact count as a rope break as Fuuka had wondered. Both wrestlers stood up, and while Fuuka was taking a defensive approach to this match, this was still a moment to attack. She would, or at least should, be more prepared to act since Collei should need to take at least some time to recover from the chokehold.

Fuuka had an interesting idea. With Collei up against the edge of the pool, which was rather low to the ground, the bluenette would slide into her, trying to push her opponent back. Even if Fuuka failed to overpower Collei, the slippery surface they were fighting on should make her at least slide back a bit. If all went to plan, they'd both go tumbling over the side of the ring, Fuuka would land on top, and then slide down Collei's body until she had the enigma in a Breast Smother.

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Collei caught her breath back quickly, and she was thankful she did, as Fuuka was wasting no time, coming at her in anm attempt to slide the two of them back to the 'ropes' that this match had. Collei managed to move herself forwards during this time, meaning that the women were on a crash course for each other.

In an instant, their bodies slammed together, chest first. Collei lost footing with one of her legs, dropping herself to a knee, as if she was about to propose to Fuuka, before deciding it wasn't worth trying to get up. Instead, she reached forwards and pulled at Fuuka's calves, hoping she would slip and fall onto her back. If it worked, then she would try to grapevine the bluenette.

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When Fuuka came in on Collei, the Emerald Enigma came forward to meet her, a decision that saved her from the bluenette's attack. Fuuka overcame Collei as their bodies slammed together, forcing the Indian down to a knee. But because Collei had moved from the edge of the ring she had enough space to avoid going over despite getting pushed back, denying Fuuka her desired smother.

Then Collei, with her arms round Fuuka's legs and her face against Fuuka's crotch, pushed and pulled to get the tech lover down to the floor. But the skilled oil wrestler wasn't going to let her opponent turn things around that easily. The moment Fuuka hit the floor, she was sliding herself backwards and kicking her legs at Collei as the enigma tried to crawl onto her, denying Collei the Grapevine she wanted to start her counterattack with.

Once Fuuka slipped loose, then she would try to slide right back in. Turning onto her stomach gliding backwards through the oil with her feet to Collei. Fuuka would then try to reach up with her legs and catch them around the greenette's neck and then turn over again onto her back, pulling her legs underneath her body and bringing Collei's head along with them, locking her into a Facesit Headscissor combo.

Of course, Fuuka was leaving her back incredibly open to attack if Collei managed to avoid the attack. If the bluenette missed, then Collei would be able to get on top of Fuuka and take control with ease.

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Collei once again saw Fuuka rishing at her with speed, and she had to take evasive action. Noticing an exploitable weakness, Collei slid her body to the side, making Fuuka's counterattack attempt fail, before getting onto Fuuka's back, facing her head.

Once on top, Collei planted her feet onto Fuuka's arms to try and prevent them from interfering with her next planned move, an attempt at a Camel Clutch, which she would pull back hard in an attempt to punish Fuuka for trying to headscissor her.

"Ngh, how about this?" Collei grunted due to the exertion she was putting on. Collei wasn't the strongest fighter out there, so the hold wasn't watertight, but she was tenacious.

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"Ah! Darn," Fuuka said as Collei bypassed her attack and took control of her back. She was trying to experiment with taking more risks in matches, trusting that her durability and slipperiness would be able to protect her from defeat whenever those risks backfired. Well it was time to test that trust, as the risk didn't work, and Fuuka was getting put in a Camel Clutch.

"It's. . . not as painful as you're probably hoping," Fuuka said in response to Collei after her hold was secured. In any form of wrestling, dry, oil, or whatever else, Fuuka's sheer durability was her greatest attribute. It took a lot to really make her feel a hit or hold, and right now, Collei's Camel Clutch wasn't doing it.

Fuuka stayed where she was; lying on her stomach, her chest bouncing up off the floor as her head was pulled back, She could probably work out a way to escape with the oil's aid, but she could also probably stay in this hold for as long as she needed to. So Fuuka chose to wait. Wait to see if Collei would try to do anything that might provide her with a better opening.

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Collei didn't expect Fuuka to tap out to a mere camel clutch, and in a way, she didn't want her opponent to. If anything, this was merely training to her, not a real competitive match. She kept the hold on for a little longer, knowing that all it was doing was draining her own energy, before letting her head go, then trying to undo the woman's straps on her top stealthily.

She then simply got off her opponent and stood up, waiting for Fuuka to get up once more. She gave her opponent a cheerful smile before getting back into a defensive position once more.

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Fuuka took Collei's Camel Clutch without issue until she eventually was released by the enigma. Ever the observant one, she noticed the string falling to the mat out of the corner of her eye, and then realized that her top felt oddly loose. "You know, with how often this seems to happen to my opponent's, I suppose this was bound to happen back to me eventually," said Fuuka as she stood up, bare breasted as her top did not make the journey up with her.

"The funny thing is that I noticed you do it," Fuuka continued. "I just know there's no way I'm retying my bikini with how oily and slick it is." Though the bluenette kept her composure commendably well, she could not hide the red blush rising up onto her face. "I do have to ask why, though?"

Whether or not Fuuka got an answer, she would soon go in for an attack. She would reach her hand out as if she was going to try to claim Collei's top as payback, before pulling her arm back and revealing it to be a feint. Instead Fuuka would turn her hips into the greenette's stomach for a Hip Strike. Then the bluenette would grab Collei's arm and throw the enigma over her shoulder down onto her back. If Fuuka got this to work, she would then drop down and use her now naked breasts to put her opponent into a smother.

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Collei noticed Fuuka's top come off somewhat easily. She didn't know whether it was because her hands had worked so well in taking it off, or the fabric itself was thin. Either way, the next time Collei saw the bluenette face to face, her bare nipples were visible for her to see.

"Well, in all my other matches, I have lost both my top and bottoms, so, this is somewhat tame comparatively" Collei replied as she watched Fuuka prepare herself, which made the greenette go on the defensive. She then heard Fuuka question why she did it.

"Well, for one thing, the audience. For these sorts of seni erotic matches, they love seeing people showing off their skin, even if the match itself isn't inheritly lewd. I mean, take topless boxing. That's lewd and popular, but isn't based around sex" Collei tried to explain it to Fuuka to make it feel more natural to do this. "Besides, it feels better having the oil over your naked chest than your top."

And with that, Fuuka mounted a counterattack, catching Collei out with the feint. But the oil would allow Collei to get a brief reprieve, as she clutched onto Fuuka's body while she performed the throw. This made it so that they were both unstable, and as Collei fell, so did Fuuka and, if Collei's plans worked, they would both land on the oily floor below on their sides, neither woman being on top.

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Fuuka certainly wasn't expecting to receive the answer that she got from Collei, who said that she had stripped the bluenette with reasoning roughly equating to, "might as well, why not?" Fuuka wasn't necessarily bothered by having her top removed, but it still felt kind of weird that it had been done so casually. As if nudity was the basic natural progression of this match.

Fuuka's feint and hip attack connected, but when she tried to toss Collei, the greenette grabbed onto the computer whiz and managed to off-center the two of them from each other enough that they fell down together, rather than going down with Fuuka in control. Despite this, the bluenette still wanted to be the one applying pressure, so she did not let up.

Fuuka's intent had been to secure a Breast Smother, and that's still what she was going to try for. The bluenette would slide herself up onto Collei's stomach, and then dive down chest first onto the enigma's face. If Collei tried to use her hands or arms to obstruct Fuuka's bare breasts, then she would counter with her own arms to push her opponent's out of the way.