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

[Ichi]

     Mami let out an agonized gasp. The bright glow of the overhead ring lights flooded her vision, expunging the darkness that had encroached upon her sight. Mami took several more gasps, her perky tits rising and falling with each breath. Slowly, her vision began to stabilize as the scene above her came into focus. Her racing, panicky thoughts began to coalesce into rational, ordered thought. Why did Audrey not smother her into unconsciousness? Surely, that would have been the rational thing to do. Going unconscious was like conceding a free move, so it would have made sense for Audrey to put her out. Unless... maybe Audrey was weak with breast smothers?
     Suddenly, ice shot through Mami's veins, silencing her inner thoughts. She could feel her legs being grabbed, and her form being turned over. Mami gasped, her eyes jolting open. She could see the ring ropes from her position—far away, and put of each. Mami knew that her opponent was up to something, but she did not know what. And the thought scared her.
     Mami let out a cry, something between a whimper and anguished yell. Tears began to flood her eyes as her spine screamed out in abject agony. She was being wrenched into a C-shape, and every tendon, ligament, and joint in her back could feel the strain. Mami desperately clawed at the mat and thrashed her legs, trying to escape the devastating hold. But she made no headway.
     The blonde-haired cutie's neck craned upwards, trying to get a better view of her surroundings. Her eye immediately catched on the jumbotron. Mami gasped, her eyes going wide with terror. The jumbotron displayed an extremely compromising image of her, causing her blood to run ice cold. Her pleated skirt had fallen, revealing what was underneath. Mami's pert little ass was on full display, the tightness of her yellow panties accentuating her cute curves. Worse yet, from all the movement, her panties had tightened up around her groin. The supple curves of Mami's neatly shaven pussy were on full display beneath her panties.
     Mami's breathing became shallow and quick. Blood rushed into Mami's face, causing her cheeks to prickle with heat. With a gasp, Mami rallied her efforts. Her hand reached out and her fingers clawed into the mat. But her hand found no purchase on the canvas. Mami took another gasp, her expanding chest pressing her perky tits into the mat. She reached out her other hand and attempted to dig into the canvas. The results were much the same, however—Mami remained stagnant under her opponent, unable to make any headway.
     The blonde-haired cutie's gaze once again fell on the jumbotrons. Although she expected it, her heart sank as she saw her womanly anatomy lasciviously displayed on the screens, barely concealed by her yellow panties. Mami was no fool—she knew what kind of match this was, and the sort of position she was in. She knew that she was in prime position for a sexual attack, with her lower body held up and immobilized and her nether regions within easy reach. Mami whimpered, tears falling from her eyes.
     "No... please... don't...." squeaked Mami as her hands began to frantically claw at the mat. Mami's breathing became ragged and hastened as tears filled her eyes, rendering her vision a blurry, refracted mess of bright lights. But Mami was pinned—stuck in place and completely helpless towards whatever machinations her opponent had in mind. Mami's eyes clenched shut, tears dripping onto the mats. Despite having some hentai experience, Mami felt terrified. This was not training where the action would stop when one person had enough—no, this was a full on match. And as per the match stipulations, the bout would not end until Mami, or her opponent, cried out in sexual submission. Every fiber of Mami's being screamed for her to submit, for this nightmare to end. It would be so easy to submit here and now, to escape from this abject torment.
     But Mami knew that submitting early was not an option. Her college education, her hopes and dreams, relied upon her doing well in LAW. Submitting now and denying the fans the sweet catharsis of seeing a little cute former idol cum until she broke was out of the question. There was a reason why Mami was booked in these sorts of matches, and that reason was to exploit her sexuality to its maximum. Mami knew this. So with a sigh, she clenched her eyes shut, tears continuing to leak out of her eyes. Mami knew that she had not sufficiently opened up yet—thus, any penetration was likely to hurt. The blonde-haired cutie took a deep breath and tried to expunge that thought from her mind. She would endure, no matter the pain, and no matter the humiliation.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

If there was one thing Audrey could say was lucky for her, it was their positioning. Mami had pulled her down to the mat in the center of the ring, far from the ropes. Audrey hadn't even realized she had no way to cover her exposed chest until after she'd already made her move, and by that point, it was either lock it down or release the hold. The answer was obvious; she'd just have to deal with having her breasts presented to the world for a while longer, a prospect that Audrey, now that the initial humiliation had worn down, found she didn't mind quite so much.

Flipping Mami over and bending her into shape hadn't proven very difficult at all, despite Mami's increasing protests. Audrey turned her head to look behind her when the Parakeet begun to whimper and scream. In a way, Audrey sympathized... her own first few matches had her in tears after only a move or two also, but Audrey was in no way comparable in size to what her opponents back then had been. Mami was perhaps simply more fragile.

Mami begun thrashing around, clawing at the mat desperately in attempt to pull herself closer to the ropes. Audrey, however, did not find it terribly difficult to hold on, despite the weight difference between them not actually being that large. Still, it might help to reinforce her position...

...But when she turned her head back and looked down, she noticed her victim's skirt had flared out as her legs were held upside-down in the air, putting the former idol on display now, and - Audrey hoped - taking some eyes off her breasts. Mami's panties were quite tiny, clinging to her form tightly. Audrey found herself frozen, blinking down at the sights in front of her, a light blush returning again to her face. Why...?

She was drawn out of her stupor as Mami's struggles resumed. Audrey had a glorious opportunity presented to her on a golden platter, a chance to get Mami to submit that didn't rely on Audrey weakening herself in the process. And it was that kind of match... she really had to go for it.

"No... please... don't...." Mami begged her just before Audrey reached out, knowing full well the compromising position she was splayed out in. It gave Audrey pause; Mami practically radiated innocence. Hearing her cry out like that... No, it had to be a trick, right? Mami was tougher than that. She was just trying to delay the inevitable, buy herself some time to work on escaping.

"You know I can't do that," Audrey said softly, barely louder than a whisper, but enough for Mami to hear. "We gotta give the crowd what they want! I promise I'll be gentle." Then the ginger let go of one of Mami's legs, leaving it dangling awkwardly in the air but easing the pressure on her back a little. She kept a tight grip on the other one, and reached down for Mami's crotch. Gently her fingers brushed Mami's lips through the fabric, sliding up and down to her ass and back as Audrey felt up the trapped and helpless girl, softly, slowly, teasingly.

But the ginger wouldn't torment Mami for too long. Eventually, she'd slip her fingers under the thin fabric of Mami's panties, brushing her fingers along Mami's soft, shaved flesh. The skin contact sent a warm feeling throughout Audrey's own body. There was another brief moment of hesitation, but eventually her fingers found their way into her pussy. Audrey would begin to slide her fingers in and out slowly; she wanted to build up Mami's pleasure gradually, not tear into her right away. And maybe there was still some small part of her that was feeling guilty about doing this to her... Audrey had to keep reminding herself that they'd signed up for it. Maybe the Parakeet could get something out of it before she gave in.

[Ichi]

     "You know I can't do that," The words were soft, clearly meant for only Mami to hear. Audrey's words sounded gentle and sympathetic, and were likely meant that way, but they ultimately a rejection of mercy. Mami could feel her heart sink, despite expecting such a response. "We gotta give the crowd what they want! I promise I'll be gentle," Audrey continued. A small trickle of relief washed over Mami. Audrey's words were true: both of them had accepted the burden of being performers, which obligated them to please the crowd. And, Audrey's promise to be gentle caused Mami's heart to lift ever so slightly. Mami's struggles began to die down as tension slowly started to leak from her muscles.
     But any small sense of relief that the blonde-haired cutie felt would soon be unceremoniously expunged. Mami's leg flopped down, no longer held up at a painful angle. A sense of dreadful anticipation filled Mami's chest—she knew that her opponent was about to do something, but was unsure of what. But Mami's questions were quickly answered as a light jolt of pleasure assailed her lower lips. The blonde-haired cutie let out a noise somewhere between a gasp and a squeak. Her eyes went wide, and her heart began to hasten. She could feel Audrey's gentle touch move up and down her girlhood through the fabric of her thin yellow panties. Mami stifled a moan. Her perky nipples began to harden, pressing painfully and sensuously into the canvas. Mami's breathing became heavy and ragged, while her pussy began to open up. She let out ragged, feminine gasps, her warm breath blowing against the canvas. The pleasant sensations on her girlhood began to overwhelm Mami's senses and she could feel a warmth begin to overtake her petite body.
     "NYAAAH!" cried Mami as she felt Audrey's fingers slip into her tight sex. Even though Mami was not completely cold, her little sex was not completely ready to take such a sudden penetration. The blonde-haired cutie shut her eyes in pain, letting out cute whimpers as Audrey's digits slid in and out of her. But gradually, Mami's whimpers of pain turned into moans of pleasure. Her sex began to wetten, coating Audrey's fingers in a sheen of feminine fluids. But despite the lubrication, Mami's walls still clenched tightly on Audrey's fingers. Her smooth labia lips grabbed greedily onto the invading digits, clinging on as if they were afraid to let go. Each thrust of Audrey's digits elicited wet noises from Mami's tight little pussy—and the shotgun microphones on the cameras picked up those noises, broadcasting then throughout the arena for the listening pleasure of the lustful crowd.
     Mami was delirious. Pleasure had overwhelmed her mind. Simply put, her sensitive sex was ill-equipped to handle such an incursion into its walls. But even still, despite only being half-coherent due to the stimulation, Mami knew that this situation was at her expense. Through her tear-filled eyes, she could see images of her body and womanly anatomy being broadcast onto the jumbotron. And she could feel the lascivious gaze of the crowd which only wanted to see the poor former idol's utter sexual destruction.
     "P-please..." squeaked Mami, her tears freely flowing onto the mat. "P-please... Merc—" Mami grit her teeth as she abruptly cut herself off. Even in spite of the sexual delirium, Mami knew that it was her job to perform. That it was her job to be mercilessly brought to orgasm for the pleasure of the roaring crowd. So instead of uttering her abject surrender, Mami's hands clenched into the mat, digging into the rough canvas.
     For several moments, Mami remained tense. But gradually, the tension in her body began to release as she fell further and further into the depths of sexual ecstasy. Part of Mami felt embarassed about giving in so easily, but such throughts were gradually expelled with each thrust of Audrey's fingers. Eventually, Mami was left panting, her mouth open and vision blurry. She let out whimpers and moans, indicating her inexorable march towards orgasm. A sense of warmth began to pervade her body, causing her muscles to gradually relax. Even though Mami could still see, her mind stopped registering the sights around her. Soon, Mami's mind went blank, her mind and pussy on the verge of bursting. It would not take much for Audrey to push the blonde-haired cutie over the edge, but for now, Mami managed to hold on—barely.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Though she was still trapped in Audrey's hold, the ginger felt Mami's trembling ease at her soft words, her body slowly relaxing. She knew those words wouldn't suddenly make Mami okay with what came next, but she felt more comfortable inflicting the pleasure on her, knowing she understood why it had to happen. Mami was a performer. She knew how the game was played.

Audrey decided that Mami's high-pitched gasps and squeals in response to her touch were kind of cute! Especially magnified over the audio system. But they were also a bit unexpected. Somehow, she still expected Mami to be a little more resilient than this! The former idol's squeals only intensified when Audrey's fingers pushed inside her sensitive pussy! Audrey was clearly having a strong effect on her. She felt her fingers wet almost instantly while Mami's pussy tightened around her fingers, her body reacting exactly how Audrey had hoped.

As Audrey continued to assault Mami's womanhood despite the sounds of protest, she also found, to her surprise, that she was enjoying herself quite a bit, too! Being on this end of the sexual attack was almost uncharted territory for Audrey so far in her career, but it definitely felt good to be the one in control for a change! In fact, Mami's cute moans and groans were only fueling Audrey's own pleasure and goading her on, enjoying the feeling of Mami's insides on her fingers while she pumped them in and out. And all the while, she made sure to keep a good grip on the Parakeet's leg, ensuring that the attack was able to be caught on camera for the giant screens. The cheering spectators certainly appreciated the display!

"P-please... P-please... Merc—"

Aaand then Mami cried out. She sounded like she was literally crying! A frown crept onto Audrey's face. She'd been finally starting to enjoy herself, but now she started to feel guilty again. Mami had cut herself off, as though she was fighting her urge to give in. So she was tougher than she looked! Even so... part of Audrey felt really guilty over just how easy it had been to break the poor girl. Audrey truly had never had an easier match in her career!

So Audrey would show a bit of kindness. It would only delay what felt like an inevitable result at this point, but the audience would surely appreciate a longer fight, anyway. Maybe karma would pay her back in the future.

"Okay, okay, be calm now, we'll try something else," she said softly. "But just this once, because it wouldn't be fair to send everyone home so soon! Let me just make sure you won't forget how good it feels, so maybe you'll be more eager for the next one." Audrey sped up her fingers slightly, intending to give Mami a few final seconds of pleasure before pulling out her fingers, using that time to decide how best to attack next.

But while Audrey was distracted, her attack on Mami's pussy sped up subconsciously... and suddenly, her fingers weren't all that was wet. "Oops...!"

[Ichi]

     Mami's body ran hot, her body coming to a slow boil as her womanhood was repeatedly speared. Jolts of pleasure ran through the blonde-haired cutie's womanly anatomy as her sex was worked by her red-haired opponent. Audrey's fingers seemed to barely fit into Mami's tight little sex. Each time Audrey thrust her fingers into Mami, the blonde-haired cutie's walls seemed to resist the invasion. And each time Audrey withdrew her fingers, Mami's walls seemed to greedily hang on, as if desperately trying to suck Audrey's digits back inside. Each thrust elicited a symphony of cute whimpers, gasps, and moans from the defenseless former idol. Her agape and gasping mouth even began to leak a small amount of drool onto the canvas below.
     The blonde-haired cutie's mind was in shambles, scrambled by the relentless incursion of sexual pleasure. The lights of the roaring arena refracted through Mami's tear-filled eyes and onto her retinas, casting a patchwork of blurry lights onto Mami's vision. Yet, Mami's mind was too far gone to process what her eyes saw. Her mind was overwhelmed with the powerful sensations emanating from her sweet sex. But even though Mami was incoherent under the immense sexual stimulation, her addlepated mind knew that she was building towards a climax. A sweet release. Mami's heart started to beat even faster, and her breathing hastened.
     Suddenly, Mami's sex began to spasm. A sequence of rhythmic contractions faded in, her pussy walls squeezing around the invading digits. On the fifth contraction, a spurt of fluids flew out from the former idol's sex, forming a cute little fountain. Each additional contraction brought out an additional spurt of fluid, with each being weaker than the last. The blonde-haired cutie's body had tensed up, and she let out a continuous noise somewhere between a whimper and a moan.
     The crowd let out an enraptured roar, celebrating the former idol's explosive orgasm. Meanwhile, Mami's body began to relax and the whimper-moan amalgamation was gradually replaced by a series of ragged breaths. A tiredness pervaded Mami's petite body, making every inch of her feel like lead. Her sex continuing to twitch irregularly around Audrey's fingers, as if trying to hold onto them for as long as possible. The orgasm had left Mami's sex feeling tender and sensitive—any more stimulation could very well break the blonde-haired cutie! But such was of no worry to Mami at the moment. She was still basking in the warm afterglow of orgasm, the release leaving her satiated and tired. For now, Mami would offer up no resistance. Her body would be limp and pliable, completely vulnerable to whatever her opponent desired.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out why Audrey's hand had gotten wet. Mami's liquid drew her attention out of her thoughts. Her cute opponent spasmed in her clutches as the orgasm rocked her petite body. Almost subconsciously, Audrey continued to rub, letting Mami ride it out. At this point, it was already happening, accidental or not. Might as well let the idol get something out of it, even if she felt guilty for triggering it.

And Audrey did actually feel guilty for it, if only because she'd actually intended to ease up. To her ears, the little yellow-clad singer did enjoy it, at least, if her sounds were any indication. The spectators certainly did, their cheers and shouts shaking the ring itself! The feeling was... odd, Audrey decided. But then, of course, she realized most of them weren't cheering for her so much as they were cheering for what she'd done. She supposed she should at least pretend they were on her side; she didn't often treat her few fans to her being in a dominant role.

As the idol began to relax, her climax passed, the ginger slowly pulled her fingers free... with slight difficulty, as Mami clenched around her, as though not wanting to let her go. Audrey set her leg down, more gently than she probably would have in a normal match, of even if her opponent was someone else. Anyone else. Some part of her still felt guilty about violating the poor girl.

Beyond that, Audrey felt a bit uncertain and awkward for another reason, too... It was over, right? She'd won. She got Mami to climax. Wasn't that it? But there was no announcement, no referee holding her hand up in celebration, no victory music. Hell, Audrey had won so few matches, she began to wonder if this was normal and she just didn't know how they worked since she wasn't accustomed to winning... But no, that was a stupid thought, even for her. She'd seen plenty of matches, and had won a select few, too. There was always something, which meant that she was missing something here...

She stared down at her opponent, trembling and heaving with heavy breaths, and it clicked. The climax was only step one... but Mami still had to submit. Audrey tried to recall if she'd heard any such admission among the cries and whimpers, but she knew deep down that she hadn't simply not heard it. So... the match was still on. Or... was it? Did the submission have to happen during the climax? Within a certain time limit afterwards? Would it count if Mami gave up now? Audrey hadn't actually asked how the rules worked here... another rookie mistake.

She'd need to make a show of it, at least. The ginger knelt down next to her exhausted opponent, gently flipping her over onto her back. Then Audrey laid down on the mat next to her, curling up close, practically laying half on top of Mami. She threw one leg over Mami's lower body and one of her legs. She leaned on her elbow, her head propped up on her palm. With her free hand, she... from this position, she could... well, it was what the crowd wanted too, right?

With only a moment of hesitation, Audrey slid it under Mami's top, letting her hand brush against her opponent's soft flesh. She felt her own face heat up. This... felt wrong somehow, taking advantage of poor little Mami, but... at the same time, this was what everyone wanted! Rare was the situation in which Audrey had this much control, and she couldn't help but flex it a bit now, even against such a defenseless foe. And on top of that... she was starting to enjoy it.

The words of a friend came to the surface of her mind. Own it. So, with a deep breath, Audrey doubled down. They were already here; the show must go on!

"That was quite a song, little parakeet," Audrey said. Her voice was soft; she hadn't intended it as a taunt. She hoped playing up to Mami's softer side might help coax her to cooperate... and maybe a little teasing of the girl's chest wouldn't hurt, either. "If you're finished, you just have to say so. We can stop right now. You just have to submit. Or, we could... play some more, if you'd like. Whatever you want. You can tell me." She accentuated her point by brushing her thumb lightly over the girl's nipple, tracing circles around it.

[Ichi]

     The blonde-haired cutie lie gasping, the side of her face pressed against the mat. Her breathing was rough, with each exhalation siphoning off heat from her overheated body. Slowly, Mami's breathing became more steady as the feeling of heaviness in her body became more apparent. Mami felt content basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, resting as her opponent's fingers still lay inside of her. There was no sense of danger in Mami's mind—despite being one-sidedly forced to orgasm just moments prior, Mami felt that her opponent ultimately meant her no actual harm. She could rest for now and let her opponent take the initiative.
     Mami let out a quiet whine as Audrey removed her fingers from her. The blonde-haired cutie's sex twitched, aching for the feeling of fullness that it had just lost. Her womanhood glistened, with each twitch sending a small trickle of fluid down her sex. Meanwhile, the crowd cheered as Mami's exposed womanhood and post-orgasmic face were displayed in split-screen on the jumbotrons with stunning detail.
     Audrey encountered no resistance as she gently set Mami's leg down and subsequently rolled her over onto her back. Mami was like a ragdoll, her body relaxed and unresistant. Each heavy breath that Mami took caused her chest to rise, accentuating her perky breasts. Her teary vision was once again awash with a flood of bright light, this time from the overhead ring lights. Mami blinked several times, clearing the remaining tears from her eyes. The blonde-haired cutie's mind slowly came into focus. She could feel how the ring canvas pressed up against her exposed skin, how the surrounding air seemed to wick heat away from her body, and how her soaked panties were uncomfortably parted to one side, exposing her glistening womanhood to the crisp air of the arena. All of these sensations were set to the backdrop of a roaring crowd and harsh lights. As the post-orgasmic fog was supplanted by these new sensations, Mami became poignantly aware of one fact: she was in the middle of a match.
     That realization came to Mami right as Audrey began to lie on top of her. Mami froze up in surprise, allowing Audrey to get into position. A moment later, Mami let out a gasp as Audrey's hand slid into her top.
     "That was quite a song, little parakeet," Audrey said with a soft voice bereft of malice. "If you're finished, you just have to say so. We can stop right now. You just have to submit. Or, we could... play some more, if you'd like. Whatever you want. You can tell me."
     Before Mami had a chance to respond, a jolt of pleasure shot through her nipple, courtesy of Audrey's thumb. Mami let out another gasp. The stimulation continued, with the redhead's thumb continuously tracing circles around the blonde-haired cutie's nipple. The muscles in Mami's body began to relax, and she started to let out a nigh-imperceptible moan. But within less than a second, Mami began to reengage, her body no longer completely pliable. She steeled her expression, which then quickly morphed into a gentle smile.
     "Let's put on a show," whispered Mami. "And don't worry—I can take it."
     Mami would pause for a moment, unsure of how to deal with this position. Had Mami been a hawk rather than a parakeet, she might have just decked Audrey in the face, repeatedly—she was wide open for that after all. But violence was barely even a word in Mami's dictionary, so the idea never crossed Mami's mind. Instead, Mami would begin squirming around. Using her free hand, she would attempt to begin frantically pushing against various spots on Audrey's body: thigh, hip, flank, ribs, and inadvertently, breasts. While Mami lacked strength and experience, she could still try to brute-force the problem by trying everything and seeing what worked!

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Comfortable in her position half-laying on top of Mami, Audrey greedily traced circles around Mami's nipple while the blonde recovered, another soft moan escaping her. It was both a way to keep a bit of pressure on her, trying to coax that verbal submission out, while also continuing to stimulate her, possibly softening her up for further play. Audrey was unsure of what to expect; there'd only been one real move used so far (no, Audrey's failed smother did not count), but that one move pulled an orgasm out of the singer. Would that be enough to make her surrender, or was it still too early?

Eventually, her face morphed into a smile. "Let's put on a show. And don't worry—I can take it."

Audrey was, to be blunt, surprised. Mami was tougher than she looked. Audrey almost wanted to ask 'Are you sure?' but she held her tongue. This was a fight, not a bedroom session, and she had her answer. And a good answer it was, though; Mami was willing to put on a performance, even if that performance was at her expense. That was fine by the redhead; it would make her debut look all the more convincing.

"Well then, I have an idea that I think they'll love," she said, also just above a whisper. She leaned in closer, aiming to plant a kiss on the idol's lips. It set her heart racing - how many others could claim to be able to say they'd kissed an idol?

But it didn't last for long. Mami squirmed underneath her, and her position wasn't really a good one for pinning. And it left her exposed. The idol's hands pushed against her body, using what little strength and leverage she had to try to shove the redhead off. For the most part, Audrey resisted it well. Until a hand latched onto her breast!

"Mmmm!!"

Audrey's reaction was immediate, her head pulling back and showing the deep blush that had appeared, blending the freckles on her cheeks together. Her mouth hung open; the sudden, sharp moan that she gave would not be missed by the crowd. Her whole body, still pressed up against the blonde, shivered with the sudden jolt of pleasure that shot through her spine. With the pressure of her hand pushing into Audrey's soft flesh, Mami would feel the redhead's nipples hardening beneath the fabric of her top the longer that pressure remained.

Audrey lost herself for a moment, forgetting where she was and what she was doing. But then her eyes opened and the lights came back into focus, she began to scramble, tearing Mami's hand off her chest and rolling away a short distance before sitting upright again. That certainly wasn't the crowd-pleaser she'd intended! But it got them riled up anyway; the sharp, piercing whistles almost made her want to cover herself, despite already being covered.

While the redhead struggled with the sudden heat in her body, Mami was beginning to stir. Audrey couldn't let that happen; she crawled the short distance back and slipped behind the idol, hoping to pull her into a sitting position and lock an arm around her throat. The choke wouldn't be too tight, just enough to hold her in place - while Audrey's other hand again went to slip into the idol's top! If Mami wanted a breast attack, then that's what she'd get!

[Ichi]

     Audrey's soft words gave Mami pause. The blonde-haired cutie stood still, eyes alert and observant, unsure of Audrey's next move. Mami's uncertainty swiftly abated, however, when Audrey moved in for a kiss. The instant Audrey's lips met her own, Mami's eyes went wide before quickly returning to normal. An overwhelming urge to close her eyes and ride the kiss overtook Mami. The meeting of soft lips and the feeling of Audrey's warm, soft body against her own: Mami could easily get lost in those sensations.
     But Mami knew that she was in the middle of a match—she had to at least try to resist. The blonde-haired cutie allowed herself a moment to indulge in the kiss before springing to action. Her entire body wriggled and squirmed, trying to shimmy her way out from under Audrey. And with her free hand, Mami began frantically pushing against various parts of Audrey's body, starting at the thighs and working her way up. Thigh, hips, flank—Mami was unable to budge Audrey, who was on her like a wet blanket. Worse yet, all of the frenetic movement caused Audrey's fingers to rub up against her nipple, sending jolts of pleasure through the little nub and drawing cute little whimpers from the blonde-haired cutie. Mami could feel her situation slowly becoming more dire, as if she was being dragged into deep, dark waters.
     Then, a ray of light broke through the attenuating water in the form of an unmistakable moan. Mami blinked. A soft sensation splayed across her palm as the weight on top of her seemed to lighten—whatever she was doing, it was working. Rallying her energy, Mami continued on course, pressing her hand against the pleasant softness while trying to squirm away.
     A soft, stabbing sensation in her palm jolted Mami back to her senses. It was clear as day: the hard, yet undeniably fleshy object that she felt was Audrey's nipple—which meant that her hand was currently cupping her redheaded opponent's breast. Right as this realization dawned on the blonde-haired cutie, Audrey's heated reactions sparked Mami's memory. The feeling had briefly dawned on her before, only to be forced out of her mind when Audrey went for a Boston crab. But now, what had once been an inkling solidified, settling into conscious consideration: Audrey was weak to breast attacks.
     It was as if the universe had rewarded Mami for her epiphany. As soon as Mami came to her realization, her hand was ripped off of Audrey's breast followed by a weight being lifted off of her as Audrey surprisingly backed off. A sense of confusion transiently befell the blonde-haired cutie, only for Mami to figure out the obvious cause and effect relationship an instant later.
     There was a short window of time between Mami snapping out of her confusion and Audrey mounting another attack. Mami had just enough time to exploit her newfound knowledge and launch a counterattack on Audrey's most vulnerable spot: her breasts. But a budgie's talons

"Budgie" is another word for parakeet. This is a play on Mami's nickname, "Parakeet".

are not meant for hunting. While it would be a mistake to say that Mami did not have an aggressive bone in her body, the aggression that Mami did possess was mostly defensive in nature—suitable for protecting herself and others, but ill-suited for being the aggressor. As such, pressing the attack was not on Mami's mind, leaving Mami at a loss as to what to do next.
     This hesitation ceded the initiative to Audrey, allowing the redhead to sneak up behind Mami. The blonde-haired cutie let out a cry of surprise as she was pulled up into a sitting position. An arm wrapped itself around her neck, causing her eyes to widen. Mami reflexively reached for the choking arm, galvanized by a desire to protect her vulnerable neck.
     But right as Mami's mind was set into survival mode, a warmth made an incursion into her top, quickly engulfing her breast. A jolt of pleasure sparked from the blonde-haired cutie's sensitive nipple accompanied by a chill running down her spine. Mami let out a gasp, as if she had been splashed with frigid water. The blonde-haired cutie froze momentarily, unsure about which threat to address first: the choke or the breast attack. In the end, Mami decided to address both at the same time, using one hand to try to pry away the choking arm and the other hand to attempt to extricate Audrey's hand from her top. But in the end, this was the wrong move: had Mami dedicated both hands to a two-on-one grip, she might have been able to remove one of the threats. However, by using one hand for each threat, she would not have the inequality afforded by a two-on-one grip—instead, it would be Mami's strength against Audrey's, a fight that Mami probably would not win.

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There was some undeniable luck involved that Mami had not taken advantage of her brief opening she'd created when she'd finally forced Audrey off her. The redhead had spent much of that time simply moving away, and then making sure her top was still covering her chest. She still felt phantom pressure on her breast from the idol's hand, a tingling sensation in her nipple that made her shiver and blush furiously.

But Mami did not move, allowing Audrey to resume her offense, slipping up behind the idol and locking an arm around her throat. Her chest pressed up against Mami's back, momentarily spiking that tingling sensation, but Audrey was able to shift enough to ignore it. The chokehold wasn't that tight; its purpose was less to do harm but rather hold Mami in place while Audrey gave her a taste of her own medicine.

Audrey felt soft, warm flesh under Mami's top, her hand gently probing the idol's chest. Her breasts were far smaller, but fit nicely in Audrey's palm. She made sure to trace circles around the idol's nipple, proper retaliation for the earlier attack.

Mami, to her credit, didn't simply roll over and take it. One hand, obviously, shifted to stop the breast attack, while the other attempted to pry Audrey's arm from her throat. The redhead wasn't going to let her go easily, though. Her arm tightened rather than pulling away; she still didn't want to actually choke out the idol, but she needed to be sure she was held in check.

"Don't resist," Audrey teased, leaning forwards to whisper in her ear. "Just relax and enjoy it! I felt you lean into that kiss."

But the redhead wasn't going to take any chances, either. She wrapped her legs around Mami's waist, applying just enough pressure to be uncomfortable, and then leaned backwards, pulling them both to the ground so Mami was laying on her back on top of Audrey, while the redhead continued her probing of the idol's chest, wondering if Mami would try to wiggle away or simply let it happen.