Opener Match: Wet and messy match Gaster vs Takeuchi

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"Heh...I'll lock in a hundred more before this match is done!", the Shadow Lord boasted, as her and Daisuke would meet once more in the middle of the ring, his large frame, and GASTER's smaller one colliding once more in a tie up!

...and Clara could feel she made Daisuke angry, as the Wrestling Prince would push on her with twice the ferocity from before!

"Uuuugh..ggggggrrrgh!!!", she would let out as she pushed against her rival...but, the truth of the matter was that on a physical level, Daisuke was definitely stronger, as he managed to push GASTER downwards...

...right up until he had her shoulders on the ground!

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"A tickle or a hug doesn't count for a wrestling submission move you know" he would quickly insult her before the the two met in the middle of the mats, on their knees, in a grapple. The two would begin to lean into each other's frame, trying to push the other down. While it made the task a little more difficult due to their oiled bodies, it was the wrestling prince who eventually started to turn the tie up in his favour and managed to take her down on the mat. Her shoulders were pinned down and if it wasn't for the oil- the outcome probably would have came a bit sooner.

Daisuke smirked in satisfaction, watching Clara struggle under her while grunting in effort. Once down, he would straddle her stomach- thumping his butt on top of her abs, whilst facing her legs. "Time to end this....in a rather humiliating fashion" he chuckled. Daisuke kept his hands around Clara's arm to keep them pinned against her sides to the mats before scooting backwards, attempting to smother her ass with his butt! "Ah, I could get used to this being my permanent royal throne" he smirked.

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"Say...uuuuugh...that one more time after I catch you in an armbar!", GASTER would retort as she struggled against Daisuke. Her words were big, but unfortunately, she couldn't back them up with her strength, with the Wrestling Prince easily overpowering her and pinning her to the mat...

...before deciding to sit on top of her stomach!

"GUUH!!!", Clara let out, having a very bulky man drive the air out of her lungs, as he carefully straddled her body...

...right up until he arrogantly decided to sit atop her face!

"MMMMMFFFFFFFFFMMFFF!!!", GASTER screamed at the top of her lungs into the Wrestling Prince's muscular butt, furious over humiliating her in this manner! She would jerk and buckle around, trying to force Daisuke off of her face!

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The two continued their banter, exchanging words and insults to try and get into each others head. GASTER's threats seem very empty as the wrestling prince easily managed to take her down and pin her to the mat in their grapple battle. Once down, the wrestling prince would straddle her abs and face her leg, scooting backwards more and more until his brief clad ass pressed against her face.

"How does it feel to get the royal treatment? Ngghhh stay still! You should feel honoured to be my throne"he would grin, smothering her face with his ass. The wrestling prince couldn't stay on top for very long, with Clara jerking and shaking around under him and with his feet sliding against the oily surface of the mat, Clara managed to topple him off of her.

Daisuke would slide off Clara and fall to her side, getting up on all fours next to her. Daisuke would grit his teeth in anger, he was surprised that his match had gone this long and the fact that this woman was quite persistent! He should have had her tapping quite a while ago. Daisuke would grab her by the hair, looking to pull her up to her knees alongside him. "Get up you peasant" he commanded.

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"BWAAAAAAAH!!!", GASTER let out in relief as Daisuke got off of her. Despite Daisuke not directly sitting on her face, the humiliation of what just happened did not escape her:

"You...you...evil piece of cra----AAAAAAGH!", she cursed at Daisuke, as the wrestling prince pulled on her hair, pulling her to her knees. GASTER's arms would latch onto Daisuke's, trying to force her foe to release her hostage hair...

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke would chuckle even as he was pushed off GASTER's face. Even though she had managed to escape his smother, the damage was done in terms of humiliating her. This was more to teach this woman a lesson than it was to simply beat her. Daisuke had to teach Clara a lesson that she wasn't on par with him in terms of wrestling ability. He would teach her that lesson by humiliating her and then making her tap.

"Whats the matter you failed pro-wrestler? Am I too much for you?" he hissed, grabbing her by the hair to pull her up on her knees with him. He would release the grip of her hair before quickly wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her into him, trapping her in a bearhug. Daisuke would begin to squeeze her as hard as he could, "Nnrghhhh" he grunted in effort. The submission was a bit tricky in the circumstances, with the oil coating their frames the wrestling prince had to readjust his grip a couple of times to keep the hold firmly locked in. "Damn oil" he cursed under his breath. Their bodies were pressed together, slipping and sliding as the prince would do his best to squeeze her body as hard as he could.

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Upon mocking her further, and drawing her ire further, Daisuke would wrap his arms around the Shadow Lord, trying to dig them deep into her lower back for a painful Bearhug!

"GRAAAAAAH! AAAAAGH! LET--LET ME GO!!!", she yelled in pain, before gritting her teeth...and realizing something was not right with this hold.

Strangely enough, she could still breath relatively normally in the hold, unlike when she was trapped in the hold during a regular match...

...meaning that the oil was more than likely the main issue. It wasn't letting the Wrestling Prince to firmly lock her into the bearhug!

Between the pain, and having her torso (more specifically, her chest) rub against Daisuke's, the Brit would put her right arm onto the Wrestling Prince's left shoulder, while with her other arm, she would try and dig her elbow into his right shoulder, trying to slip out of Daisuke's grip with oil's help!

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke had her caught tight in a bearhug submission. This was going to be it, there was no way a wannabe pro wrestler could ever withstand the crushing painful sensation that she was feeling right now. His arms were tightly wrapped around her waist and the prince squeezed harder and harder. The hold probably was not as effective in oil but even so, Daisuke was confident that Clara couldn't escape and would pass out if she didn't tap out first.

"Let you go eh? Fine....if you submit and admit I am the best" he grinned. Daisuke had to shuffle around and re-adjust his grip in the submission every now and then which frustrated him but he was still the one who was in control from this position until GASTER would make her own efforts to escape. Gripping his left shoulder with her right arm, she would dig her left elbow into his right shoulder which caused a bit of pain to the prince, enough to loosen his hold.

"Owww urgh, w-what?! Ngh no way" he hissed.

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"N-NEVER!!!", she screamed in defiance as she gave one last good push with her elbow, driving it straight into Daisuke's arm to slip out of the hold!

She practically hopped out of the Wrestling Prince's hold after managing to get her back away from his arms. It felt sore...but nothing she couldn't work with! Knowing Daisuke would give her zero time to rest, and needing to get him off his knees and on the floor, GASTER would attempt to showcase a fairly new move in her arsenal, learning it while training with Lya, quickly slipping to the side of Daisuke, and wrapping her arms around his head and neck for a Cravat, in a way to allow her to firmly trap her foe with no way for him to slip out of the hold!

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke was getting more and more frustrated at this woman's determination. The more she fought back, the more pissed he got. She was never supposed to last more than two minutes against him and here she was, making him work hard, making him sweat even! GASTER fought her way out of Daisuke's bearhug submission, driving her elbow into his shoulders and a final push with her elbow against his arm to escape from the submission.

"Damn you" Daisuke would hiss back. The escape was just the start as Clara would use her quick thinking to slip to Daisuke's side, who was still down on his knees, and wrap her arms around his head and neck for a Cravat submission. "Nnrgghh! L-let go" he groaned in pain whilst his own hands moved up to try and pry her fingers off his head and neck. To his surprise, the oil worked to his disadvantage with him unable to get a firm grip on her hands to pry them off. "Arrghhh owww" he moaned, looking to be in some real trouble.

In desperation, his hands flailed about in the air before he grabbed her waist and from there his hands worked their way to her lower back and eventually reach up to her upper back, his fingers tingling her oily skin all the way up. Daisuke would feel something more firm to grab onto- it was the string of her yellow bikini top. With a grunt, he would attempt to yank on the fabric, in an attempt to escape.