ViVi's condescension: Idol Envy

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“What!?”

The pinkette was both offended and surprised by her opponent’s condescension. Meanwhile, the idol continued to position her face-up on the mat. ViVi was still hogtied, leaving her back arched and her abdomen tense.

She was caught in quite the predicament. Partly because she wanted to remain gracious, yet at the same time while selfishly enjoying Tsubasa’s body and her fanservice. But hearing it from her opponent, who dared to lecture her about choosing her words more carefully, was more than insulting to a blue-blooded girl like her, especially since it was Oribe who had hinted at it first! But none of that mattered, because while she stammered, trying to formulate a response, Tsubasa had already sat down on her chest, pinning her beneath her weight with her soft, rounded rear.

The idol’s weight pressed down on ViVi, tightening the knot that held her wrists and ankles together.

“T-that’s not… I mean! Ah! Wait, wait, this isn’t the time for—uugk, UHG, Gack! Guough!”

And so, before ViVi could stop rambling, the idol’s fist landed on her abdomen. As tense and slender as it was, it did nothing to help the hostess’s dignity. Each soft blow sank deep, driving into her taut midsection, shaking the pinkette’s curves and making her thin, fair skin tremble. Her cheeks puffed out every time the air was forced out of her by the impacts. And her eyes began to cross with some of them, ruining the elegance of her face with a pained expression.

ViVi was a fighter who was very concerned about her body but had no interest in strengthening her midsection, since she always imagined herself putting others in holds rather than being submitted to. Oribe was showing her just how important it was not to let her guard down here. And this had already been too much. Her embarrassment outweighed her pride.

“Gugh! UH-GUG! PLEA--.” She pleaded, shaking her head as if she wanted to hide her face. “This is already… too much.” Her entire face was flushed red by this point. “I give...”

She added that last part, as though it even mattered anymore. By now, embarrassment and pleasure had become evenly matched, and she'd rather surrender than risk letting any compromising sound escape her lips.

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Tsubasa casually yet forcefully pounded her fists down onto ViVi's belly. The pinkette seemed to be caught in something of a cycle of giving the green light for Tsubasa to continue beating her up, but then immediately regretting it once the beating actually starts up. Only this time, ViVi actually did something about it, ending the match by giving up to the idol.

The referee called for the bell, and Tsubasa stood up with a fist raised towards the ceiling. The crowd cheered for her, but they seemed upset with ViVi. Chants of "Smo-ther K-O! Smo-ther K-O!" rang out in the crowd. With all the work that the blunette had put in with her most tantalizing weapons, it seemed that the audience had come to expect they would also be used to finish ViVi off. Some in the crowd even yelled that ViVi was weak and a coward for quitting before Tsubasa could end her with a smother.

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ViVi was sweating. She was breathing heavily and was already beginning to feel a burning sensation in her joints and back from being bent over in the hogtie position for so long.

Her face remained obscured by strands of her pink hair, which fell across her eyes and lips, revealing only the flush on her cheeks. It wasn’t her finest hour. She hadn’t suffered such a crushing blow to her pride in a long time. in a long time. What’s more, because of the uproar from the traitors and the idol lovers in the stands, she couldn’t make out what was happening in the ring.

Besides, ViVi had feared that the referee would play dumb about her submission to her surrender. That she would simply give her cute guest a little more time to shatter what little strength she had left and push her to the limit in front of everyone. But, apparently, neither that woman nor the idol was interested in continuing to wear her down until she became a jobber drooling on the canvas.

Oribe was no longer on top of her, which allowed her to draw a full breath and catch her breath without so much difficulty.

Even so, the crowd wasn’t satisfied. They still wanted more. But they weren’t crying out because she hadn’t mounted a comeback. They were clamouring for a smother. A second K.O by idol Oribe’s breasts—Something inside the succubus shuddered at the mere thought of repeating that ordeal.

The blush grew deeper just at the thought of ending up beneath those breasts again.

"No…no" she croaked.

She shook her head, unable even to locate Oribe to plead with her properly, even if only with a sad puppy-dog look.

Her hair covered her eyes, so she had no idea where that loathsome, stupid, kindly idol was. The only thing she felt was being turned onto her side so she could undo the knot. That daft referee had actually been useful for that, at least.

As soon as she was free, the succubus propped herself up on her hands and knees, gasping and trembling.

She’d lost. There was no arguing that. The boos reminded it. Despite all the other fanservice's moves that ViVi had allowed her to enjoy at the expense of her own gimmick.

All that clamour was directed at Tsubasa and her finisher move. Everyone wanted to see her fall victim to Tsubasa’s dominance, and not the other way round.

She just remained petrified, crushed, with sweat sliding down her face, and her eyes on the verge of doing the same. But she swallowed the urge, and she sniffed, accepting what it meant.

Things, of course, hadn’t gone the way she’d wanted, but it was still a great first match. She could use this later for a new storyline and redeem herself so they wouldn’t think this was what her show was all about. Yes, she could.

Or so she told herself.

Then she shot a withering glance at the blue-haired figure. That single gesture through the veil of her pink hair was enough to make clear everything she wished upon that idol. Then she rolled out of the ring and crouched down amidst the tide of complaints and boos. She couldn't bear the thought of leaving Tsubasa in the ring, soaking up all the love from her fans.

So, she straightened up, took a deep breath, sucking in her stomach and puffing out her chest whilst sweeping her hair back with both hands. She regained her sparkle and, forcing herself to put what had happened behind her, she’d walk out of here swaying her hips and flashing a half-smile into thin air.

She’d settle things with Tsubasa later. Of that, she was absolutely certain. Although, for now…

She turned to bid farewell to the whingers with an

. Sticking out her tongue with a mocking smile. Which at least earned her a few cheers. She even lifted one leg and arched her back to exaggerate the gesture even further, bidding farewell on her own terms to this first episode of the show.

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Tsubasa watched as ViVi tried to do what she could to salvage the situation. The crowd still wasn't pleased with her, but once they could tell that this was well and truly over, they mostly just gave up. At which point, their jeering died down as ViVi left.

As for Tsubasa, the crowd of course still loved her. They blamed ViVi for quitting, not Tsubasa for switching to the belly punches which forced the pinkette's decision. Not sure what else to do, Tsubasa decided to sign off, "Well, ladies and gentlemen, this was the first episode of ViVi's condescension! Tune in next time to see how she rises back from today! Bye!"

Winner: Tsubasa Oribe

[Hagen-Autem]

Winner by submission: Tsubasa Oribe