With a Little Yelp from Her Friend: Louise Bélair vs Natsuki & Yuri

[Malkavia]

There was one part of this plan Natsuki, way deep down, wasn't rock solid about—the hop to the second rope. It was...a long way up.

But

She

HIT IT!!

In training, she'd stumbled a lot with her rope jump-ups. Missing, hitting the second rope, tripping. Crotching herself. But not today. Today, her feet found the rope, bouncy (but firm), and she LAUNCHED.

"Gotcha!"

And she did get her! Yuri! in the chest, again, like a fly splatting a windowpane, which made her go SPLAT and then wrecked into the turnbuckle for good measure. Yuri's breasts splooshed over either side of the pinkette's furious maw—SPLAP on the right, then PWOOSH as the second, left breast covered Natsuki's face.

Natsuki dropped into the corner.

"I am getting...really freakin' sick of your...stupid tit, Yuri..." she said between gasps.

"S-sorry..."

Natsuki groaned, looking up at Yuri, whose arm was still in Lou's grip—just in time for Lou to...

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise showed again that she was better than her opponent using her reflex and strength. Even if Yuri was larger and heavier, the Frenchwoman Master Master quickly and easily to counter her perfectly, throwing her forward so that the purple hair giant is once again banging against the little Young Lionness. The two partners were against the strings, followed closely by Louise who still firmly held the hand of Yuri and reminded her by pressing her a little stronger.

"Heyyyy, I'm still here!"

After a few seconds, the Frenchwoman sighed slightly and reflected for a few seconds, which did not happen often. What could she do to have fun in front of two less than nothing? ... We had to send a message to her two Young Lionness but also to the other members of the Dokis. It was necessary to show them that alone, for two or all at the same time, they would not be able to defeat Louise.

Then an idea occurred. An idea that was completely in connection with the style of the self-nammed goddess and which was going to change the situation! She released Yuri's arm and wrapped her arms around the two Young Lionness, catching them by the waist. Louise was back in Yuri and Yuri and Natsuki faced... It was the perfect time to take a few steps forward to find themselves in the center of the ring before pressing them with all her strength with her arms for a double Bearhug, forcing the two dokis to crash against each other.

[Malkavia]

Yuri picked Natsuki up by her shoulders, yanked her to her feet. Natsuki stumbled forward, backward, caught the rope, and shook her head. "Yeeegh..."


Yuri muttered SORRY so fast and — for her bass voice — at so high a pitch it reminded Natsuki of a squeaky break in a rundown dump of a car. SorrySorrySorrySorryeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEE!

"SHUSH."

"Sorry—"

"YURI." Natsuki grabbed the towering doki by her ear, yanked her down. Nose to nose. She huffed. "Yuri. Freakin'...Save it for after the match." Natsuki's eyes narrowed. Out of her peripheral vision, she could see Lou, lounging around, lazing, waiting for the pathetic two dokis.

Freakin'...BITCH.

"Yuri. Let's take her down."

"How?" Yuri whispered, conspiratorially.

"I told you..." Natsuki's eyes narrowed, shifting to focus on Yuri's. "...Take her doooown. Yuri."

"Oh...Oh! Right. Yes."

Good, she got it. Natsuki let her ear go and gave her a shove—and off the two of the went! PAM PAM PAM across the mat! Yuri first to wear her down, Natsuki to finish the job. They jumped! They leaped!

Lou caught them both in her arms~

And squeezed!

SQUEEEEEEEZZZZZ ZZZZZZ ZZZED.

"HNNNNNG—" Natsuki's eyes bulged in her head as her arms flew wild. Blood burst into her head and she felt herself shook—Left! Wooof. Right! She kicked, but already the iron band around her waist made her insides feel...squishy. Sickly. Sore. Her head spung. And as her eyes lolled to the side, she realized, Yuri...Yuri was off the ground too. Flopping next her. And her eyes were lidded as drool poured from her mouth.

As Natsuki's thoughts drifted towards semi-consciousness, all she could do was gawk at this woman who could somehow lift Yuri, fatass tits and all.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise was neither the most skilled wrestler in LAW nor the most intelligent woman, she was even very far from being both of those things! The self-called Goddess was just good at being talked about, at being impressive, both in good and bad ways, and at showing how much better she was than the people around her. Clearly, even though Louise may have seemed basic at first glance, many people admitted that she had not gone unnoticed for a few weeks.

Ambushing her opponents at the start of the match and after her matches, attacking the LAW staff in her first match, starting brawls for no reason, defeating any type of wrestler from different weight divisions... It was sure, Louise was no ordinary person compared to her two opponents tonight and she proved it once again by hugging them with a powerful bearhug in the center of the ring.

"I don't hear the tall bitch moaning... Looks like I have to... Squeeze harder~"

Unfortunately for Natsuki, Louise pressing her arms even tighter than before, squeezing her opponents harder and harder so that the Young Lionness's eyes found themselves completely crushed against each other but also flattened by the body and chest of the French. The self-named Goddess was not a wrestler known for her great technical skills but the bearhug was one of her signature moves and was powerful enough to submit a good number of wrestlers.

Louise showed a demonic smile, amused by this situation. She once again showed the public and her opponents how strong she was by not carrying a heavyweight but a heavyweight and a second person in her arms! It looked so easy for the French girl but it wasn't something that impressive for her, some people in the gym had seen her easily lift 350lbs on the bench press.

[Malkavia]

"Mmmmmrrr..."

Natsuki suffered loudly; Yuri suffered quietly. This did not mean that Yuri suffered less. She could feel the drool rolling out of her left lip, over her cheek, and down her neck—which left her face feeling disgustingly sticky. It created something of a cycle inside her:

I want to wipe my face.
I'm afraid you can't, Yuri. Your arms are pinned to your side by a steel grip.
—which built panic, which meant more drooling, which meant a stronger desire to wipe—

And then she saw black spots at the back of her vision. She knew what that meant—a little death. Passed out. KO! The idea made her think back to what she knew of brains, of gray and white matter, of the irreplaceable cells that allowed her to think, feel, see, and dream. She did not want them to die.

Natsuki couldn't see the exact gears turning behind Yuri's glassy eyes and deeply red face, but she could guess well enough where it was headed. Despite the grip pinning her elbow to Yuri's hip, she scrambled and managed grabbed Yuri's hand, squeezing furiously.

"D-don't you...DARE t-tap!"

"But it huuuuuuurrrrrrts Natsuki!"

"NO!"

Yuri's eyes rolled back into her head. The black spots were growing wider, and the center of her self seemed to dissolve. Soon she slumped, gurgling, her head falling limp on top of Natsuki's face.

[Bearhug Goddess]

As Louise continued to hug her two opponents and watch them argue, she could start to feel her legs and arms going numb. She needed to move and change her grip but... Succumbing to her own fatigue would be admitting defeat, right? She sighed heavily in boredom and shook Natuski and Yuri from left to right so that they would stop their argument as quickly as possible.

You suuuuuuure you both are friends ? You both are hopeless !"

The French woman continued to lift her opponents and squeeze them against her body before starting to walk, trotting lightly around the ring without a clear goal but especially while chatting with her two opponents.

"Seriously, apart from your uselessness, what do you have in common ? You don't even have team spirit ! Even I get along better with my partners in a match, and yet I always end up betraying them to be the only real winner!~"

Her arm rubbed against a rope of a ring and the heat at the same time pleasant and painful gave her a somewhat special idea. She finally released the two wrestlers without warning them and laughed lightly in a rather devilish way. From the outside Louise did not seem very impressive due to her small size and her repeated insults by dint of rubbing shoulders with her mischievous and demonic gaze one could have mistaken the self-called Goddess for a demon.

"I'll help you reconcile, okay?~ We'll start with the most sexy..~"

Louise approached Yuri and helped her up by lifting her by the shoulders. The brunette didn't even try to take advantage of her much larger and weaker opponent, she absolutely shouldn't give up before she was satisfied with her domination and from what she had seen, Yuri was the most likely to end the match. She lifted the thighs of the heavyweight giant high enough for her to pass over the top rope without having to pass her second thigh to the other side. She smiled as she spanked Yuri before moving on to Natsuki.

"Stay still and everything will be fine for you, ok submissive?~"

While Louise was rather smiling and pleasant with Yuri, her face fell in front of Natsuki. The Widlcat didn't like the little lightweight for multiple reasons and she didn't hesitate to lift the pinkette by pulling her hair and punching her in the stomach.

"Oops! ~ My bad! ~ I'm not used to fight weak and useless bitches like you! ~"

The Frenchwoman snickered to make fun of the lightweight and simply lifted her to place her in the same way as Yuri, legs spread on the top rope, and in front of Yuri. Something was being prepared but for the moment, Louise was only content to place her opponents where she wanted before making fun of them.

[Malkavia]

When Lou shook the dokis, most of the momentum was in Yuri's body, which meant she rocked much more heavily than Natsuki. Her head and her breasts slammed against the smaller pinkette.

PWOOSH went her tits.

"GERR——"

CLUNK.

"OFF YURRRI!"

But Yuri's face had turned pale, and she was staring at the spotlights while drool ran down her throat.

Then all at once they were on the mat in a pile. Both heaved, and for once Yuri's plush body was a relief. A pillow or cushion for Natsuki as her eyes rolled in her head. She couldn't quite make out where Lou was or what she was doing or...well anything actually. But that didn't stop her from hissing.

She had wanted to say OF...course we have team spirit you dunder brain! Don't we Yuri?

But all that came out were garbled, wet, angry sounds as Natsuki's brain tried to reassemble itself from the near-KO moments earlier. White lights flashed in her vision and she rolled onto her belly. It all got worse in the next second.

The most sexy? The MOST. SEXY?

How fucking dare she. And yuri of course just sat there, straddling the top rope between her thunder thighs. Which—yes, ok. Of course that was fairly hot! Yuri was always hot, but that was BESIDE. THE POINT.

"Yyyyyyyooooou lisssssten to ME, Lou—" Natsuki was struggling to find her feet. They seemed to want to fuse together. WHATEVER. She mentally forced her way up—

YOINK went Lou's hand on the back of her head. "SSSSK—" Natsuki sucked in a pained breath. Her eyes bulged.

BAM went Lou's fist into the tiny girl's face. Her head snapped back, then went limp

"Blllrrrrgh..."

Despite the way the punch made Natsuki's ears ring, she was aware — all too aware — of all the mocking bullshit Lou said after. Her ears burned, and inwardly she imagined all the ways she would have liked to stomp on this bitch's face.

When her pussy was forced agains the rope, however, she didn't even have the strength to sit and fell forward, face-first once again into Yuri's chest.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Now that the two wrestlers were in position and mastered, Louise could finally put her plan into action... But why? Why go to all this trouble to place Yuri and Natsuki on a rope, the so-called Goddess had shown, on numerous occasions, that she was much better than her opponents. The answer was simple, for humiliation and to give herself a sadistic side.

The match could have ended a long time ago, Louise could have squeezed her opponents until they gave up or were KO'd or she could have simply chained slams until ending this match by pinfall... But this match was far from fun !

Some wrestlers might think that the best matches to have were against an opponent equal or a little stronger than them, the kind of match that would push you to the limit and force you to improve... But that was not the case for Louise who loved to humiliate her opponents with holds or humiliation that she had never used before!

"Okay girls! ~ Say whatever you want, don't mind me, I'm just doing my thing, okay ?~"

The Frenchwoman placed herself behind Natuski, grabbing the top rope with both hands and began to force it down and back up, trying to make the rope rub against her opponents' crotches to stimulate them without having to get her hands dirty.