Clara Gaster vs Cléophée Ysé — Smother KO

[Monsy]

The Saturday Opener

Don't miss this, a smother KO between two leading Lightweights!

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Clara put her name down for the Madison Gambit match, not wanting to be out of too many shows (and wanting Hana to have a spotlight for a match at another show taking place soon, Turning Point). As a result, the Brit would arrive with her bag into the old-timey style hotel, having rode a train to Osaka the day before, as she soaked in the atmosphere of the 1930s American style hotel.Her match was going to be taped in the early part of the day. Though she knew the name of her rival for the match, she did not fully know what kind of match it was...

After changing into her wrestling attire, a worker of the hotel appeared, right outside the changing room:

"Ah. Ms. Gaster, this way please..."

Nodding, the Brit followed as the hotel worker pressed the button to take the two of them to the top floor, the lift opening to a seemingly endless row of rooms.

"Your match is a Smother KO match, taking place across all the rooms on this floor. All the doors between rooms have been unlocked. Please await your opponent for the match"

With those words, the worker went back inside the lift, and left for the lower floors.

Clara was a little stumped. All the rooms on this floor? And a smother match? Quite unusually, she was going to wrestle what seemed to be an apartment match in her usual wrestling attire. Additionally, how should she wait for her foe? Enter a room...or wait for her right there, in front of the lift?

[Bearhug Goddess]

It was finally the big day, Cleophée was finally going to have her first PPV match! She had been dreaming of this match since her debut at LAW and had already imagined herself fighting some of her rivals, especially the wrestlers she fought in her first 5 matches for a rematch that would end with a real winner and not with a new tie... But her opponent today was just as admirable!

She arrived in front of the hotel already dressed in her wrestling outfit and was greeted by a receptionist at the reception who also took charge of taking the Frenchwoman to the place where she was going to fight. She listened silently and attentively to the rules of this match, it was her first smother match but unlike a normal match, Cleo and her opponent could fight all over the floor, not just in their rooms! She didn't know why there was this condition but it made this match even more exciting and unpredictable!

As they walked down the hall, Cleophée wondered how her mother, her older sister and her mother were doing. Her mother also had a match for this event but her sister... Remained rather discreet since her first defeat... Maybe she was going to watch her match live and encourage her from a distance. Little Ysé remained a little distracted until she arrived in a room and found herself alone, facing her opponent.

"Mmmh... Oh! Ohhhhhh ! Oooooohhhhh !!"

Cleophée returned to reality and jumped slightly on herself when she finally saw Clara in front of her. She was still considered a newcomer by some people but she was lucky to face such a well-known and strong woman in her division! Their meeting was destined given the Frenchwoman's goal but not so quickly! She approached her opponent, regaining her seriousness and grabbed one of Gaster's hands by force with both hands to shake while introducing herself.

"Allow me to introduce myself Lady Gaster, I am Cléophée Ysé, your opponent! It is an honor to fight a wrestler as famous as you !~"

The Frenchwoman then released Alice's hands and placed both hands on her hips to take a proud and smiling posture. She noticed their size difference well after and laughed slightly with an embarrassed air. Cléophée may have been a lightweight but she was still an Ysé, her long white hair, her tall height and her beauty spot on the left side of her lip were signs of this. She still tried to break this embarrassment and silence before the match began by chatting a little with the British.

"Well... I think the staff thinks we're two felines or something to give us all the space to fight ! It's not like this match is going to turn into a catfight, right ?~"

Cleophee

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Clara was a little lost in thought as she decided to peek inside one of the rooms on the floor. It was quite a modest hotel room...though, seemingly by design, there was a door that couldn't lead anywhere other than the next room over on the floor. The rooms were definitely linked.

"Curious..."

Right as Clara said that out loud, she heard a "ding" sound coming from the lift. Quickly she looked out of the room, as the doors of the lift opened to reveal the excited Cleophee Yse behind them.

All that Clara knew about Yses as a family unit was that they came to LAW to dominate, with Brittany Yse doing a good job at that, right up until her recent loss in the LAW Heavyweight title match. Cleo, however, so far hadn't had a single loss in LAW! As much as Clara didn't like to flaunt her veteran status in the company, nor did she like being too mean to her rivals...but the prospect of being the one to defeat Cleo interested her quite a bit!

Cleo herself, however, was already quite sweet and bubbly, shaking Clara's hand confidently, and already showering the Brit with praise!

With a warm smile on her face, Clara then saw as Cleophee stood tall to the Brit, standing a little bit taller to her...with Clara then puffing up her chest to quietly measure up to Cleo, in a friendly competitive way.

"Hi! And no, I really doubt it. But when I wear this attire, I always look to win! So tonight, you are going to be sleeping soundly in one of these rooms, Ms. Yse!"

With a proud proclamation, Clara then stood aside, allowing Cleo to make her way inside of the room, following close behind her...

[Bearhug Goddess]

After speaking, Cleophée let her opponent answer her and looked around to better analyze the room. There were several doors, the room was rather simple but warm and everything was clean... This place was perfect for spending a vacation and resting... But not for losing! The Frenchwoman turned her head to look Clara in the eyes after the end of her sentence and left a small silence before answering her.

"Ohhhhh? Really? I don't think so, unfortunately...~"

The White Giantess showed a small amused smile and placed her hand on Clara's chest, between her breasts, to lightly caress her opponent's skin with her soft fingers.

"However... You wore this attire against Lady Ardvisson... It was an incredible match by the way but... You lost..~"

Cleophée may have been a face compared to her mother and her big sister, she knew how to learn to provoke her opponents to get what she wanted. Just like all the women in her family, she wanted to dominate her opponents and prove that she was the best, even if she was in a category and had a completely different style from her mother and sister.

"And I think... You don't deserve to wear this attire tonight !~"

Cleo's hand between Clara's breasts quickly grabbed the black part of her opponent's outfit, which seemed to support her chest, and pulled it forward as if she was trying to tear it off! It was a somewhat special bedroom match and the two wrestlers were in ring gear although no rules specified their outfits... One of them had to make the first move by undressing for the pleasure of their spectators!

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Naturally, Cleophee had something to say about Clara's statement on her sleeping soundly on this floor...but what the "white giantess" did next surprised her, as she placed her hand on the British woman's cleavage:

"Ah!"

It was surprising. Part of Clara felt like Cleo was being quite forward with the way this match was...but her smile wasn't that of a lady getting ready for a lovely match looking for hugs, kisses, and to smother Clara silly. But that of a competitor.

And her next words would confirm that:

"Wh-what...?"

Clara's heart was feeling with anxiety, something Cleo would feel with her hand at the Shadow Lord's chest. On top of the fear over remembering losing badly to Astrid, Anger over Cleo reminding her of it...

That rage would just tip over the edge, as Cleo would harshly pull on Clara's top, trying to rip it away from her chest!

"AAAH! YOU!"

Immediately flashing red in the face, Clara heard the loud sounds of fabric ripping behind her! Between the shock of her opponent trying to expose her chest, and the earlier reminder of her biggest loss to date, Clara would shoot her hands forward at Cleo's attire, immediately grabbing and pulling at the lace at her chest, as she pulled back!

The lace at Cleo's cleavage would be ripped, her breasts likely spilling out of her attire...the problem was, if Cleo didn't let go, Clara would lose the top covering her breasts behind her leotard, leaving her in a similar predicament!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Cleophée was rather direct and displayed a rather confident smile, she knew what Clara was capable of but she was not particularly impressive. She was the kind of woman who found challenges amusing and to surpass them, it was her way of life and seeing things, especially if she wanted to become the best. The match had surely started but given the conditions, an event was needed to make this match a little more... Exciting, among the spectators.

That is why the Frenchwoman tore off part of her opponent's top, destroying Clara's attraction before they even started to fight and continued to display an amused smile as she briefly caught sight of her opponent's bare breasts. She had learned from experience that words were not enough to provoke, actions counted for a lot and although Clara showed a little anger when Cleo reminded her of her defeat against Astrid, she was even more angry when she felt her top being made

"Hehe-Oohhh ! The kitten has claws!~"

Cleophée laughed slightly to mock but found herself in the same situation, or even worse because this time she was half undressed! The lace part of her top, which was almost transparent and hid her stomach and chest, was completely torn by her opponent and showed the French girl's bare skin, although her chest was half hidden by what remained of her son's outfit.

But little Ysé didn't let go of her grip on Clara's top, she remained silent for a few seconds admiring her body before looking her opponent in the eyes, smiling at her amusedly before pulling her opponent's top with all her might to undress her and show her bare chest too! If she succeeded, Cléophée would keep the torn part of her opponent's outfit in hand to display it fiercely.

"Well.. You're not wearing the same outfit anymore, are you still planning on winning this match now ?~"

She continued to smile amusedly and even allowed herself to wink, knowing that the match was really going to start in a few seconds, although there was a chance that it would turn into a catfight.

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Clara was beaten up a lot in LAW...which came with the territory of being a pro wrestler. She was insulted as well, both personally, and physically. She was humiliated plenty of times...but never before has someone so thoroughly humiliated and insulted her quite like Cleophee Yse did just now. Reminding the Brit of her loss to the LAW Openweight Champion, before baring her claws, and trying to reprieve Clara of her top!

The best the British cutie could do was match her foe's energy, as both of them tore at each other's tops. Clara would manage to break Cleo's lace first, not realizing how easy it would rip (whether the top was made of fragile material, or Clara was just this upset with her foe was anyone's guess)...to which Cleo acted bemused before ripping Clara's top off, showcasing it as a price!

Red-faced, Clara would not take this lying down. She's been disrespected way too much when it came to wrestling...and if she didn't fight back against that mistreatment, her co-workers would continue to treat her like dirt!

"...why don't you find out for YOURSELF?!"

Filled with righteous fury, Clara's hands would clasp around Cleo's body, the Brit tightly hugging the Frenchwoman as she lifted her off the canvas, ragdolling her as she Bearhugged her! If Cleo wanted to do the match on her own terms, Clara would do the same!

Her already red face got even redder as she felt Cleo's naked chest against her own, but she put all her focus and strength into squeezing Cleo with all her might!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Cleophée continued to look at her opponent with a big amused smile, continuing to shake the torn part of Clara's outfit that was supposed to hide and support her chest. Then her words... It was like adding fuel to the fire, her provocation was excellent and the little lightweight threw herself at the giant lightweight, hugging her with a surprise bearhug!

"Woahhh-!"

The White Giantess took a step back and released her little treasure to have her hands free and squeeze Clara against her! Now the match could really begin and what could be better than a mutual bearhug between two lightweights with their breasts exposed! Little Ysé noticed that her opponent's face was getting redder and redder as she felt her chest crushing against the Frenchwoman's, which made Cleophée smile even if the pain remained unchanged!

"How cute!..~"

Cléophée was not at her first bearhug and did not intend to lose on this move! She slightly bent her legs, caressing her breasts against Clara's to have a better grip on the Brit's hips before squeezing her with all her strength and finding herself standing again, trying to carry Clara in a bearhug lift!

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The match had officially begun, with Clara going for a bearhug against her taller rival...and Cleo doing the same! The two women would squeeze as hard as possible at the other's back, trying to some damage to the other's spine!

"MGGGH!!!" Clara would let out in the struggle, feeling her boobs pancake against her rival's, her face getting redder and redder from anger and embarrassment, especially as Cleo further teased her!

With the deadlock between the two women, Cleo would attempt to break it, as the White Giantess would shift her grip, attempting to lift the British woman into the air!

"MGGGHG!!! WON'T LET YOU!!!"

Getting angrier at her rival, Clara would kick her legs to make sure she stayed on stable ground, making Cleo's attempts to lift her for naught. Clara would, however, attempt the same...however, she would act faster than her foe, trying to rip her up from the ground and throw her behind her across the room for a Belly-to-Belly Suplex!