L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The two started off very aggressively, with the initial grapple in favour of Ducky who managed to take Trent down on his back while the Masterpiece countered his downfall by trapping her in a body scissor submission. From there, the tenacious blonde reversed her fortunes by countering his submission by grabbing his legs around her waist and flipping him over onto his front before sitting on his back, trapping him in a boston crab submission which made Trent moan in pain and he was quite surprised at the fact that she managed to pull such a unique counter, which made him think perhaps he was wrong about her.

Although he would never admit he was impressed by her ability, the Masterpiece struggled in the submission with his teeth clenched whilst unable to respond to Ducky's question. His screams continued to echo in the private room before his squirming finally bore fruit, thanks to the oiled conditions. With Ducky's grip slipping due to her oily hands and his oiled legs, his legs were freed from her grip as he squirmed forward and got up on all fours before quickly spinning around to face her while getting up on his knees.

Trent panted as he glared at the blonde, looking quite angry. "You...bitch" he hissed. Adjusting his briefs, he would raise his arms up to his shoulder length, beckoning her to another grapple whilst at his knees "That was nothing Ducky, we are just getting warmed up!" he said. With that, he lunged in and went in for another grapple but as he got close enough this time he would dive in low looking to wrap his arms around her waist for a bearhug, with his head tucked under her armpit and his body slightly bent to give him more leverage.

Getting a hold of Trent's legs, Ducky would quickly fight back against the oiled up male by flipping him over onto his stomach and sitting her plump ass down on his back, wrenching hard to bend Trent in the submission hold, torturing his back as she did so! Still, as much as she wanted to crank this hold until he was a screaming mess of pain, Trent was still quite slippery thanks to his oiling up of his body, would manage to shake his legs free from her grasp, causing her to fall off his back!

"Heh... what's wrong, not the wrestler you thought you were?" Ducky said, mocking Trent as she obtained a bit of an early advantage, though now with both of them rising up to their feet, she would soon be faced with more offense from him!

As soon as he was back up on his feet, Trent would suddenly rush forwards across the oily mats and wrap his arms around Ducky, locking the blonde bombshell in a tight bearhug as he lifted her up off her feet! Ducky gave a groan as Trent bent low and wrenched hard on her waist, crushing the air out of her and causing the blonde to arch her back, hands coming up to try and tug at the muscled male's arms!

Having escaped Ducky's clutches, he was now more wary of the fact that this match could go to his opponent's way should he not be more careful. The Masterpiece scurried forward after escaping while Ducky fell to her side off of his back. The blonde was now feeling more confident, having taken the early advantage and managing to get the first submission in. The blonde rose up up on her knees alongwith Trent while mocking him a bit. The blue brief clad wrestler did not enjoy that one bit and quickly slid in towards her, from his kneed position.

Lunging in, he wrapped his arms around her waist while tucking his head under her armpit, getting in quite snug with her. His arms squeezed her body as hard as they could while he pressed up into her more and more, not allowing her room to lean backwards. Ducky did her best to arch backwards but Trent, using his grip, would pull her back into him.

Her hands would come up to his arms, attempting to pry at them which caused Trent to shake her body a bit. The oily skin were causing his grip to be a bit less effective as he had to readjust his grip every now and then. He had his teeth gritted in effort while continuing to squeeze her. "Tell me, do you give up? Do you admit I'm more man than you can handle in the ring or mats"? he growled.

Trent's quick movements managed to let him take the upper hand for the time being, sliding in close and quickly wrapping his arms around Ducky, lifting the curvy blonde up and quickly tightening his hold to lock the curvy woman in a bearhug. Ducky's back arched as Trent's muscled arms squeezed tightly, hurting her back and forcing the air out of her body, the mouthy male continuing to berate Ducky as he squeezed her tightly, causing the blonde to hiss and groan in his hold!

"You... little punk... You're not anything I can't handle!" Ducky cried, while attempting to bring her legs up and wrap them around Trent's waist, intending to start crushing his midsection in a tight bodyscissor, in return for him squeezing her in the hug!

Finally, Trent was able to make a case to the blonde that he was indeed the superior wrestler. He had lunged in and wrapped his strong, manly arms around Ducky's waist, hoisting her up whilst squeezing her out harder and harder, each time her struggling grew more intense. The Masterpiece would grit his teeth in effort, shaking her body left and right while keeping her real close. Trent leaned into her as their oiled frames grinded against each other, which allowed him to compress her frame more.

He enjoyed Ducky's moans and groans, which only encouraged him to pour on the pressure in the bearhug and continue asking her to submit. "You're out of your league blondie, I told you the only reason you won before is because it was a tag match" he growled. With that, Ducky's legs shot up and wrapped around Trent's waist, giving him a taste of his own medicine as Ducky started to squeeze Trent's waist with her legs in a body scissors.

"W-what?! Grruuugh" the Masterpiece groaned as he felt the tight squeeze around his mid-section, forcing him to go down on his knees with Ducky on his lap. "You want a squeeze off? Urrghhh F-fine?! Grrraahhh!" Trent groaned, trying to squeeze her harder now as the two were looking to test each others limit. "Hah...hah....do-do you give?" Trent moaned, clearly feeling the effects of the scissors.

Hefted up with Trent cinching his arms around her waist, Ducky was left struggling against him as he squeezed down hard, straining her back as he squeezed and compressing the air out of her body with his grip! Still, Ducky didn't want to simply sit there and be helpless as Trent squeezed her closer and closer to submission, and so she would wrap her legs around Trent's waist and suddenly clamp down, squeezing the muscled male's midsection with a brutal bodyscissor!

"Nnnngh... fine! My legs... are stronger... than your arms!" Ducky cried out as she wrenched down as hard as she possibly could, aiming to crush Trent's midsection and completely squeeze all the air out of him! She was going to try and use her leg power in order to fight back against the bearhug, hoping that Trent would be forced to drop her eventually!

Finally, Trent had Ducky in his clutches and it was now time to show the blonde what he had known all along. That he was the better wrestler, that women like her had no chance against a man like him in the ring or mats. Down on his knees with Ducky on his laps, the Masterpiece would his arms to really squeeze her body as hard as he could, making her oiled frame rub and grind against his own. It was a hard task to keep her still, with the oiled conditions, but the Masterpiece was confident his grip was secure.

Her breasts would mushroom up against his own whilst his warm breath flew against her neck. The two were really close and Trent would make sure he would use that closeness to his advantage by really tightening his grip. That is, until her legs would wrap around his waist and the two engaged in squeeze off. Body scissors vs Bearhug. Both of them were now in a compromised position and refused to let go until the other submitted.

Out of ego, pride or desperation, the two would squeeze each other harder and harder, going all out. They would moan and groan but Ducky had a point, her legs were doing much more damage to his waist than his arms were but the Masterpiece would never admit that. "Grrughh! I....they aren't....AAHHHHHH" he would scream in pain.

Trent would suddenly let go of the bearhug and would grab her shoulders, looking to push her off. Once that failed, he would blatantly grab her hair and yank on it wildly, desperate to ease up the pain from the body scissors.

Wrenching down hard with her legs, Ducky hissed out as she felt Trent continue to squeeze, his arms cinching tighter and tighter around her as he squeezed the air out of her, hurting her spine as he did so! Still, in the battle of attrition between the two, Ducky would eventually win out, as Trent would suddenly let go of the bearhug and try to shove Ducky off, the blonde only wrenching harder as she realized that he was now desperate to get Ducky off of him!

"What's wrong... can't handle it?" Ducky growled as she wrenched down, only for Trent to suddenly grab hold of her hair, tugging hard on her blonde locks!

"Aaaaaaahh! What the hell is your problem?!" Ducky cried as she immediately released the scissors, bringing her hands up to try and get Trent off of her hair!

Both rivals continued to squeeze each other, Trent did his best to garner a submission out of Ducky with his bearhug submission while Ducky would use her legs to squeeze his waist, demanding the male wrestler that he submits to her. After quite the back and forth exchange, it was ultimately Trent who gave away and released his arms from around her waist, desperate to find an escape route from Dukcy's leggy prison.

Once Trent had let go, Ducky knew she had the advantage and would now squeeze him harder and harder, while taunting the Masterpiece. "Ah-AHHH!! S-shut up" he moaned out loudly before blatantly grabbing a fistfull of her hair and yanking it. The blonde would immediately release the hold and shriek in pain, not at all content at Trent's tactics and calling him out for it.

Her hands went up to his wrists but Trent didn't want to keep a hold of her hair because he got what he wanted, freedom the scissors. With that, he would shove Ducky off of his lap and would scoot backwards, getting some distance between himself and Ducky. The Masterpiece remained on his knees, bent forward slightly while massaging his aching ribs.

"Hah....hah....my problem is that I will do anything it takes to win this match" he glared before straightening up. His body was glistening with oil and sweat as he was ready to grapple with Ducky again. "Come, I'm not done with you little duck" he said, bringing his arms forward while crawling towards her.

After Trent resorted to dirty tactics in order to break the hold that Ducky managed to get him into, things went back to a neutral state between the two, Ducky hissing and rubbing at her head as she got back up, Trent massaging his aching ribs for a moment! Still, Ducky was ready when eventually, he came at her once more, and the blonde would aim to quickly bring a foot up as she tilted backwards, hoping to stop Trent suddenly by hitting him with an unexpected kick!

"Your problem is actually that you don't know when to quit!" Ducky said, hoping to move forwards and try to get atop Trent if the kick connected, hoping to pin him down before she could transition to her next move!