GASTER's House of Horrors

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As it was only for fun, and to add to the ever-growing gallery of GASTER butt-shots online, Asuka was quick to release the Shadow Lord when she felt the other lightweight's wild kicking and flailing. The ice-cold canvas creaked as both bodies sunk into it, and Asuka quickly twisted over onto her belly to push herself onto her knees. Aiming to trap her partner here until she could get the key, Asuka pushed the door shut behind her and climbed to her feet.

The room was conveniently mostly empty, with the empty TV sitting on a table on one side, a 4-foot tall lamp in one corner, and an old desk with a simple folding chair up against the opposite wall. It would seem the event organisers expected there to be a fight in here, given the large open area in the middle and various weapons available for both lightweights to smash eachother with.

Luckily for Clara, the little Bunny Champion wasn't the greatest fan of hardcore style matches, nor using weapons in a fight, so made no effort to grab one. Instead, she pushed herself forwards and went for a dropkick at Gaster's chest as soon as the girl was back on her feet! "Hyaaaah!"

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"Uuuunngghh...", Clara groaned in pain, flopping on her stomach the moment Asuka let her go. Even though the blonde loved to torment her, one thing she really hated was Asuka exposing her butt in every way imaginable in their matches, from matchbook pins to this (not helping was Asuka's and GASTER's shared fans, who were quite eager to showcase her butt wiggling in the air on twitter at any possible moment)

Upon raising herself to her knees, she would see Asuka closing the door in the room, blocking her only possible escape route. Despite the new-found relationship between the 2 of them, the Streamer was serious about this match, and wouldn't let the Shadow Lord leave until she had the key. And Clara wouldn't have that any other way.

"Grrrrr...Torture me however you like, I won't give you my key!", Clara defiantly shouted at Asuka. The match was designed for competitors to use weapons scattered around the rooms of the mansion, but the Shadow Lord didn't want to abandon her code of honour, not wanting to use the weapons against anyone in her matches, especially against Asuka (in discussion about the rules of the match, she had to concede that there was no reason for the competitors not to use weapons in this sort of match)

Thankfully, it seemed like her rival shared this point of view with her. Instead of going for a weapon, she would run straight at Clara as she pulled herself back to her feet, nailing her in her petite chest with a dropkick!

"AAAAAAAAAGH!",she screamed, dropping on her back. Not eager to stay on the floor for long, she attempted to quickly pull herself back up again, trying to make it before Asuka attacked again!!!

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Asuka's boots thumped into Clara's chests in quite a satisfying way, and it made the streamer smile to herself. She always loved actually landing a dropkick, even if most of the roster seemed to equally love not getting hit by a dropkick. Both girls hit the padded floor, one a little harder than the other, and sunk into the foam-like material slightly.

The little Bunny Champion sat herself upright and grinned at Clara, crossing her legs to simply sit on the floor. "Torture you? What do you mean, miss?" she asked, innocently and adorably as ever. By now, Clara was up on her knees, and making decent progress towards getting up back onto her feet. Asuka had other plans for her, though, and quickly unwrapped her legs and spun around to crawl forwards.

She'd hopefully catch her opponent around the waist, then give her a hard yank sideways to spin her off her feet and down onto her butt, sitting with her legs spread out in front of her. If that went to plan, Asuka's chest would be pushed up against Clara's back, and she'd reach around to both squeeze the Shadow Lord's closest breast, and quickly start to lift her hoodie up to steal it!

Besides the aggressive grappling, the feeling of having Asuka's warm body so close in such a cold room would be almost therapeutic.

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Clara and Asuka sat up at around the same time, their emotions fully showcasing the current state of their battle, with Asuka adorably sitting a short distance away from her rival, innocently answering GASTER's earlier statement (making her heart beat faster as a result), while Clara herself was panicking, the battle definitely not going in her favour, as she tried to hurry up to her feet.

She would be much slower at that than Asuka, however, as the reigning Bunny champion rushed towards the Shadow Lord catching GASTER at her waist behind her once more and grounding her at the floor, pressing her small chest into Clara's, causing the masked Brit's faced to turn the usual shade of red it took in their matches. In addition to that, she couldn't help but, surprisingly, feel comfortably warm as Asuka pressed her frame to her's

"N-no! Let...go off me!, despite that, Clara's mind sensed danger. She knew that whatever Asuka had in her mind would be painful, lewd, or both.

The second statement applied the best in that case, as the Blonde streamer groped GASTER's right breast!

"Aaaah! W-will your lewd torture of my Sh-shadow-y life ever end, streamer?! ...ahhhh...! Let go off my mantle of power and warmth! Do you want me to die of cold in this world?!", upon letting out a moan due to Asuka's groping, the masked Brit realized that Asuka was trying to rob her of her treasured hoodie!

Despite the groping and despite the pleasurable sensation of warmth at her back, Clara knew she would feel incredibly cold if she were to lose her hoodie. With her free hand, she tried to slap Asuka's hand at her waist to avoid losing her hoodie, before trying to slap her hand away from her chest!

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Asuka was fair bit shorter than Clara, about five inches or so in fact, and about ten pounds lighter, but Asuka tried to be careful not to put herself in a situation where an opponent might be able to use their size as an advantage. It didn't always work out, but here it seemed to be working just fine. Though whether that was because Clara was entirely embarrassed and cold, or because Asuka was actually doing a good job, remained to be seen. She shuffled up tight against GASTER's back, her legs resting on top of Clara's in what would be a very intimate moment if they weren't actively trying to fight eachother.

"Aww, miss! You think that's torture?" Asuka responded, in an obviously-faked innocent, offended tone. "That hurts! I'm just trying to snuggle you!" she continued, before bursting into giggles and returning to her usual way of speaking. "Mmf- It'll stop when you admit that you love it~ Or maybe it won't!" she teased, "Now, let me just-"

Her hand moved from Gaster's breast down to her waist, and gave a big yank on the hoodie, pulling it clean up over the other lightweight to remove it entirely, revealing her almost-bare upper body to the freezing cold, only covered by a sports bra that matched her sports briefs in both material and colour. "You look sooooo good in that! You should wear it to your regular matches, too." Asuka commented, not teasing for once, and then threw her arms around Gaster to both hug her, and yank her sideways onto the padded floor so she could roll on top of the Brit, and try to grab hold of the key she had worked so hard to get.

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As their intimate struggle progressed, Clara found herself weakening her resistance in response to her adorable voice. She had already showcased to Asuka that she was a better wrestler of the 2 of them in their earlier spar. But when it came to the streamer's strategy to lewdly embarrass the bigger lightweight, the Shadow Lord, sadly, had no counter to that. All she could do was squirm in Asuka's hands, while letting out meeks as she tried to get out of her opponent's warm embrace...

...which was about to turn quite cold in a bit, quite literally. Leaving GASTER's small chest be, Asuka redoubled her efforts to take off Clara's hoodie, ignoring the girl's pleas and slaps, as she went for one big tug to take the warm hoodie off of her, leaving the poor Shadow Lord in just a sports bra, short briefs, and boots! And her sports bra wasn't the one she usually wore into her matches, as this one resembled a bikini top more than anything...

"AAAaaaghh...d-dammmmit...d-d-do you r-r-r-really hate me th-that much? Give m-me my Mantle of Warm----AAAAH!"

Her teeth already chattering from feeling the autumn cold from, what essentially was underwear, Asuka would take Clara down on to the cold, padded floor, hugging the girl (thankfully, protecting her from the worst of the cold), before rolling on top of her, and successfully yanking the key out of her arms!

That was it. Clara was tired of being on the defensive:

"N-n-no! G-get off of me!", she would meekly let out, sending punches to the Japanese Streamer's stomach with her free arm to try and force Asuka off of her perch on top of the Masked Brit's stomach!

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The smaller wrestler spread her legs out as far as she could when she managed to get on top of her opponent, bending her legs at the knees to put herself in as stable a position as possible. For a lightweight, Gaster was pretty strong, and if you combine this with her noticeable size advantage, it could be disastrous for little Asuka to end up on the bottom of the struggle. She tossed the hoodie a little ways to the side and looked down at Clara, biting her bottom lip and smirking.

The bra & briefs combo she'd picked out for the lightweights to wear had been deliberately designed to be as visually appealing as possible at the cost of function (Being almost uncomfortably tight-fitting, as if a size or two too small, and very revealing despite the icey October weather), and good lord if Clara didn't utterly kill the look. It made Asuka feel a little fluttery on the inside, "Oh gosh, Clara! You look so g-" and cost her the advantage.

Being so distracted, Asuka didn't have a chance when Gaster began to pound on her belly. "GNNNNFH!" A first punch sunk into her flat, lightly defined abs and made her collapse forwards, instinctively pulling her knees in. "HUHKKH!" A second punch knocked her sideways off of her opponent, "YAAANH!" and a third left her on her back, squirming and curled up tight, looking as if she were about to throw up. A perfect opportunity for Gaster to turn things around and wrestle the key out of the tiny streamer's hand.

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Between Asuka stealing her hoodie, leaving her in her tight bikini top, leaving her extremely cold as a result (by extension, choosing this sort of attire in Autumn!) and then finally getting the key out of her hands, the Shadow Lord was done being bossed around by her blonde rival/crush.

Did she feel sorry for Asuka, hearing her painful grunts? A little bit. But if she flinched at every painful grunt from her crush, she could never compete with her as a wrestler again. Putting her feelings for the streamer aside, GASTER would sit up once the blonde got off of her, yanking the key out of her hands, and rushing for her hoodie, planning to grab hold of it without putting it on, and getting the hell out of the room!

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Before Asuka even realised she had hit the floor, Clara had sat upright and snatched the key out of her hand. She grunted with frustration and made a quick shove upwards, trying to catch the Shadow Lord's head with her arms. It wasn't particularly surprising when Clara avoided it, lightweights were generally very quick after all, but it was surprising that she avoided it by mistake.

The Brit dashed for her yellow hoodie across the room, leaving Asuka on the cold floor behind her. Seeing GASTER's firm, athletic butt in the glorified underwear Asuka had picked out was almost enough to distract her, but the smaller wrestler scrambled over onto her belly, pushed up to her feet, and gave chase. The two grabbed onto the hoodie at roughly the same time, Gaster pulling at one arm, and Asuka pulling at the other.

"Hnnnf! Noo! You look better without it!" Asuka whined, though as she broke into a giggle before she even finished speaking it would be pretty clear she was just playing. Topless or no, it was immensely difficult to take her eyes off her rival tonight.

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Quickly ducking her head underneath Asuka's trapping arms, GASTER grabbed the key and rushed as quick as she could towards her hoodie. After grabbing her warm top, she would be able to successfully escape the room, and Asuka's loving hands!

...only the streamer did not want GASTER to leave just yet, rushing towards the hoodie herself as fast as she could, managing to grab it's left arm just as GASTER grabbed it's right, with both lightweights pulling it at the same time in a tug of war to get the hoodie!

"Grrrrr...even if I am pretty, I don't want to freeze to death, streamer! Let go of my mantle of warmth!"