Mimi Monroe vs Lola, The Body - Bubblegum Bubblebutt

[Eir]

Mimi sucked in a ragged gasp the second Lola’s thighs loosened, coughing and wheezing as if she’d just been spared drowning. Her chest heaved, sweat clinging to her hairline as she blinked up at her captor, only to squeal again when Lola rolled her and pressed her down flat.

“Eeeep! H-hey…no fair! I was just catching my breath!” Mimi kicked her heels uselessly against the bed, writhing like a fish on a dock while Lola’s weight straddled her waist. The smaller blonde tried to twist her shoulders, but the grip on her wrists shoved her arms out wide, pinning her like a butterfly on display.

Her pink bow flopped with every struggle, ribbons swishing while she bucked up beneath Lola’s thighs. “Y-you think you’ve got me, but…ugh…Bubblegum Bombshells are super slippery! J-just watch, I’ll-” she yelped again as Lola leaned in closer, voice catching in a squeaky little hiccup of panic.

“…okay okay wait! Lemme…nghh…lemme just think for a sec!” she pleaded, cheeks red, eyes darting around the room as she gasped.

[BlackAkuma]

Credit where credit was due - Mimi was a fighter. It wasn’t going to get her anywhere, not with Lola on top, but she admired the woman’s persistence, if nothing else.

She held her position and stared into the woman’s eyes as she strugged, easily riding her down with the marked weight difference. It was amusing in a way, like watching a fly with its wings clipped off, desperately trying to fly and getting absolutely nowhere.

Amusing for a few moments. But…

”Hm. Bored now.” And that was all the warning Lola would give before she shuffled up Mimi’s body, pinned her shoulders under her knees, and sat down square on the woman’s face, engulfing her features, dragging her into a hot darkness. She folded her arms and let all of her weight come down, creating a perfect seal - Mimi wouldn’t be doing any breathing, not if Lola didn’t allow it.

She suspected this would be a running theme with the match. It would serve Mimi well to get used to that.

[Eir]

Mimi’s eyes went wide the second the pressure came down, a muffled squeak tearing out of her before she could stop it.

“Ngh !!, h-hey!”

Her hands flew up on instinct, palms pressing, elbows flailing as her legs kicked uselessly beneath her. She twisted her head, shoulders straining, ribs heaving as she bucked and bridged with everything she had, nails scraping against the mat.

“C’mon, c’mon, Mimi!” she rasped to herself, voice tight, half panicked.

She thrashed harder, trying to rock them sideways, trying to make space, any space at all, face burning as she refused to go still.

[BlackAkuma]

Mimi was honestly starting to piss Lola off, and at first, she couldn't understand why. It wasn’t like she was looking for a challenge, here. She was pleased to crush the dumb bitch into oblivion and call it a day. She could not have cared less about getting a challenge out of this or making some kind of statement.

And yet, she was so, so pathetic.

Lola looked down, hands on hips, as the woman fruitlessly struggled beneath her, barely able to make her budge. Somehow, she still thought she had some chance. Somehow, she’d fooled herself into believing she would get anywhere, even if she did escape.

Lola could squash those notions. She leaned forward, planted her palms on the canvas, spread her legs out wide, raised her hips, and proceed to ram her ass into the woman’s face with her full weight behind the thrust.

Again.

And again.

And again.

The crowd would be appreciative. She suspected Mimi wouldn’t be.

[Eir]

“Stop !! please, stop !!” Mimi cries, voice breaking as her face presses helplessly to the mat over and over again. Her arms shake violently when she tries to move, then give out, slapping back down with no strength behind them.

“It hurts, it really hurts” she sobs, breath coming in short, panicked gasps. Another crushing impact forces a sharp wail out of her throat. Tears spill freely now, soaking into the mat as she turns her head weakly to the side.

Her legs twitch uselessly, then go still, her body trembling under the pressure. “Please stop” she whimpers, voice small and cracked.