Bespectacled Brawl - Ducky Williams vs Wicke Sykes

[ADarlingDucky]

Ducking down below Wicke's grab, Ducky's move would pay off as she managed to grab ahold of the heavyweight girl's ankles, before tugging them suddenly, yanking Wicke's feet out from under her and sending the scientist back down to her back! And once Wicke was down, Ducky would quickly take advantage, reaching down to collect Wicke's legs and hold them up, an idea in mind to put a bit of pressure on the scientist before she'd move onto some smother revenge!

"I would smother you, buuuuuuut... I think I'm gonna need to slow you down first!" Ducky said, before crossing one of Wicke's legs over the other, threading her own legs through them! And from there, the blonde bombshell would quickly lie down on her back, locking in a figure four leg lock on the heavyweight wrestler, aiming to stretch out Wicke's legs and keep the scientist grounded!

[SwordSavior1]

"Is she planning to proceed an eye for an eye? a smother for a smother" thought Wicke trying regain her bearings, while staring at the lights with a blank expression on her face. It turns out she was mistaken as Ducky attempted a submission. With amazing dexterity, the middleweight was quickly able to apply a figure-four leglock. The sudden binding of her legs, caused the purplette to scream in pain. "I think I have been restrained enough" the heavyweight thought to herself, keeping her mouth shut trying to hold in any further noises.

Wicke didn't see her opponent as a submission specialist, probably due to not witnessing the blonde's past matches. This was disgraceful considering her profession. The referee came around to oversee the situation. "Do you submit?" the male official asked. "No..." Wicke blankly replied. She would ironically be a sitting duck for her opponent to control at the moment.

[ADarlingDucky]

Falling to her back, Ducky would manage to cinch in the figure four leg lock, wrapping Wicke's legs up with her own, aiming to damage the heavyweight woman's lower body in order to slow her down if nothing else, and hopefully do a decent amount of damage! And sure enough, as soon as she really locked in the figure four, Wicke would let out a shout of pain, before quickly quieting herself, giving the referee a somewhat dazed sounding answer as they came over to check on her!

But unfortunately for the scientist, Wicke's lack of movement or struggling meant that Ducky was completely free to make things worse for her, which is exactly what the blonde would do!

"I'm sorry about this Wicke, you seem super sweet, but I gotta keep up the offense!" Ducky says with a slightly apologetic tone, before moving into what she had planned next! Bringing her hands up to either side of her head, the blonde would begin to bridge her back, raising up slightly off the canvas and aiming to transition her figure four into a figure eight!

[SwordSavior1]

Due to being restrained. It was clear that Ducky was quite knowledgeable when it came to holds like the figure four leglock. There are a few reliable ways to dealing with this particular move. Some would try turning over and turn it into a reverse figure four, inflicting pain to the one who formed the initial submission. Feeling a little numb in her lower area, Wicke didn't have enough in her to turn the two over. She gritted her teeth trying to resist the pain and hide any more screams. Maybe she could ignore the pain and try prying the dreaded knot in front of her...

Before the heavyweight could attempt an escape, Ducky would try transitioning the figure four into a figure eight leg lock. Wicke trembled as the submission would become near impossible if completed. She bore no grudge against her opponent, feeling her apologetic words were genuine but it didn't make the pain anymore tolerable. Was this it for Wicke Sykes? Someone who could no longer wrestle at her prime only to be crushed by the new generation?

Her legs felt like they were on fire at this point and with the situation at hand, the researcher resorted to plan C. Using her free hands, Wicke tried dragging herself backwards across the ring even if it meant taking Ducky with her. This could even cause the balance to shift reverting the hold back to a figure four. Wicke's face would become redder and redder by the second as she slightly turned to her side trying to reach for the ropes. Can she do it?

[ADarlingDucky]

Bridging her body upwards, Ducky would begin to transition her figure four leg lock into a figure eight, looking to stretch out Wicke's legs as much as possible, eager to up the intensity of the hold, the heavyweight letting out hisses of pain as she tries to stay in it! However, after a little bit, much to Ducky's chagrin, she would suddenly feel her body tugged at the legs, her victim planting her hands on the mat and beginning to slowly pull herself over towards the ropes, causing Ducky to fall back to the mat, moving back into a figure four leg lock!

And despite Ducky trying hard to clamp down on the figure four and stop Wicke from moving any farther, the scientist was dragging herself steadily towards the ropes, reaching towards them with an outstretched hand!

"Nnnngh... I... won't make it easy on you then!" Ducky cried out, wrenching down hard on Wicke's legs as the heavyweight looked to reach out for a rope break, desperate to get as much out of the submission as she could before her opponent managed to snag the ropes and force Ducky to break it!

[SwordSavior1]

By hauling her body and Ducky's across the ring, the hold would remain as a figure four leglock. It was still quite a painful experience for Wicke but a figure eight would have led to an early end for her. She continued to drag herself across the ring to the ropes where the submission can be forcibly broken. "That's it only a few more inches" Wicke thought as the ropes were almost within her grasp. Suddenly her efforts would be halted as Ducky tried to regain leverage. The two would locked in strange tug of war but the younger wrestler had the privilege of not having her legs feel like breaking.

"Likewise" the heavyweight responded trying to endure the pain for a bit longer while reaching for the ropes a second time. Wanting to gain control, Wicke slammed her right fist against the mat so she wouldn't be dragged away. Then she would stretch out her hand to barely grab onto the bottom ropes. "ROPE BREAK!" called the referee. Wicke sighed with relief as the pain was going to end soon.

[ADarlingDucky]

Wrenching down on the submission hold, Ducky did what she could in order to cause Wicke as much pain her legs as possible, looking to at least slow the scientist down for the rest of the match, in order to make up for the size difference between the two! However, after a bit more wrenching of Wicke's legs in the figure four leg lock, the purple haired woman would eventually make a final lunge and grab ahold of the ropes, forcing Ducky to release the figure four leg lock and move away from Wicke!

"To be honest Wicke, I'm glad you hung in there. I wanna get some smother revenge, after all!" Ducky said with a slight smile, teasing Wicke a bit as she waited for the scientist to rise up to her feet! And once there, the blonde would approach her, reaching out to try and grab Wicke's wrist, tugging hard to send her towards the opposite corner with a big irish whip!

[SwordSavior1]

Wicke may have gotten out of the leglock, her lower body was still agonising pain as she laid on her back clutching the ropes. "A little help here!" she pleaded as it looked like she wasn't able to stand unassisted. She already took the time and effort to get out of the dreadful hold, she may as well go down fighting rather than throw in the towel. Her opponent on the other hand stood back and let the heavyweight pick herself up. "I think you need a better position before you can smother me young Ducky huff". Wicke said in response to the blonde's teasing.

It may have taken a minute or a half-hour, but Wicke eventually returned to a standing position holding the ropes with one arm. Her legs were still feeling quite stiff. She was planning to rest a little more and go for a very defensive combat stance, but Ducky had other ideas. The younger woman caught her free wrist and flung Wicke into one of the corners. "Ahhhhhhh!!!" she cried while being thrown. This unintentionally helped the veteran move her feet. With a slight turn, she collided into the turnbuckle backfirst. Shortly after, she slumped into the corner holding the bottom ropes for support. She was in the perfect position for a smother.

[ADarlingDucky]

Ducky would have helped up Wicke if she had realized that the scientist would ask for it, but the glasses wearing woman had already began yanking herself up to her feet, getting up in order to continue the match, with Ducky being more than willing to do so! Her irish whip sent Wicke rushing across the ring and crashing into the corner, the heavyweight woman letting out a cry before falling down to her thick rear end, slumping against the corner post and sitting there seated, in quite the perfect position for Ducky!

"Heh... well, when you're sitting so pretty like that, I guess I just can't resist!" The blonde bombshell said with a smile, turning and rushing towards Wicke, the crowd getting hyped up for what they knew came next! Only for Ducky to... stop, right in front of Wicke?

"Here, don't wanna smush these." The blonde said with a smile and a tap to Wicke's glasses, so Ducky would take just a moment to reach down and remove Wicke's glasses, placing them on the mat beside the heavyweight so that they wouldn't get squashed. And with that, the blonde would quickly spin around and thrust her hips backwards, slamming her thick, round rear end into Wicke's face, wedging the scientists pretty features up her buttcrack, rubbing her thick ass on Wicke's face for a humiliating stinkface!

[SwordSavior1]

Now laying in the corner, Wicke raised her head slightly and saw Ducky rush towards her. Accepting her state, she closed her eyes in preparation for the next dose of punishment. However the researcher would be in for a surprise as she heard Ducky stop in place. Afterwards, Wicke would open her eyes and looked on with confusion as her glasses were carefully removed."Why thank you but that seems counter-MMMMPPHHH" she had no time to finish her sentence as her mouth was gagged by the blonde's large ass.

The crowd was going nuts as the veteran was being toyed with. Muffled groans came out of Wicke as she was being forced further into the corner by her opponent's rear. Not wanting to accidentally hit the ring post, she continued holding the bottoms ropes while her face was being brushed aggressively.