Snake and Giantess - Chalia vs Cléophée Ysé

[Bearhug Goddess]

Cleophée's punch forced Chalia to kneel in front of her, the French girl couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. She was expecting exactly that, all she had to do was conclude this match with a great submission hold... But unfortunately, Chalia's anger was starting to take effect.

Rather than letting it happen and letting the pain run through her body, the brunette wrapped her arms around the French girl's waist to squeeze her with all her strength against her, forcing Cleophée to fall to her knees and found herself pressed into her opponent's arms. Cleophée's eyes widened and her cheeks began to swell, it was difficult to breathe in this position... Besides, since when had Chalia been so strong?!

"Mnnghh!.."

Cléophée had to fight and quickly but the only idea she had in mind was to hug Chalia with as much force! She wasted no time in doing the same, wrapping her arms around the brunette's back to hold her against her, feeling her stomach and especially her chest crush against her rival's... It was painful and embarrassing at the same time!

"Tsk!... Are you stupid?!... Let me go !.."

[reini]

Chalia's arms are locked tight around Cleophée, muscles straining, trying to crush the Frenchwoman in her grasp. But at the exact same time, Cleophée’s arms are wrapped around her, squeezing with just as much—no, even more—force. And best believe the embarassment of this situation wasn't lost on the Snake, her bare, sweaty stomach pressed and rubbing against her body, while both pairs of boobs were squishing against each other. In fact, the tunic she was wearing slipped down slightly, revealing her rather narrow, pettite shoulders, and worst of all, a lot of her, also not sweat free, boobs.

This was, in fact, enough to make her blush and turn her face away, but only for a moment. She can't be the weak one! She turned her face back, staring directly at Cleo, gritting her teeth in angered expression, trying to show she's not scared.

Meanwhile, it's impossible to ignore that her back was burning. Her lower spine feels like it’s about to snap in half! Chalia wants to curl forward, but can't, the Frenchwoman constatly making her arch uncomfortablly. But even worse so was her stomach. All the pain from those punches she endured is being squeezed back to life, ten times worse, it’s a deep, suffocating pressure.

The way the Frenchwoman’s body presses into hers, tightening little by little, it’s like she’s testing how much more Chalia can take before she finally snaps. And undeniably, it was clear which one of the women suffered through more pain so far, all the injuries taking it's tall. The bodyscissors earlies with the bearhug now was NOT a good combo. Cleophée feels as the tanned woman's hands are loosening it's grip, and her face is softening, tears coming to her eyes. It was clear the backpain was turning out to be too much for Chalia!

[Bearhug Goddess]

The bearhug duel was intense and painful for both wrestlers, even for Cleophée. The Frenchwoman had trouble breathing properly and couldn't use all her strength, her face was starting to redden because of the intensity and energy she was spending to not show her weaknesses... But she knew very well that it was going to be a duel of endurance!

"Mnnghh.. Ahhhh..!"

She had to hold on, she had to not show that she was weakening over time even if the sweat was running down her forehead. She looked Chalia straight in the eyes while clenching her teeth slightly and started to move her hips, trying to make her rival fall and end up on top to be sure to win this duel... But it was also tiring, the Frenchwoman's arms were starting to lose strength and her pelvic thrusts were barely able to push Chalia back!

"Give up... You... Brat!.."

[reini]

Chalia and Cleo cuddling visualization

Spoiler

The bearhug was an unfortunate position for Chalia, as she just got out of a bodyscissor. Her waist and back was giving out, her muscles twitching from exhaustion. She tried to keep up, tried to squeeze back, but her arms were shaking and it was clear who was more powerful in raw strength.

With a frustrated gasp, her grip gave out. Her arms slipped from around Cleophée’s body, dropping uselessly to her sides, twitching slightly from the strain as her battered body was forced to take it defenseless.

"AAH, goddammit you stupid bitch!" she yelped "I'm...not...gonna...let you...!" the desperate girl used all her force to lean forward instead of arching back, and suddenly yanked her head bitting little Ysé's shoulder! Feeling the crushing squeeze on her back loosen, she felt more free to act.

Desperate and running out of options, the brunette grabbed onto Cleophée’s long braid. With a sudden yank, she wrapped it around the Frenchwoman’s throat! With gritted teeth, Chalia twisted the braid, , pulling it back with all the strength she had left.

“Y-You like using your hair, huh?” Chalia hissed through her pain. “Then let’s see how you like it—!!”

[Bearhug Goddess]

Cleophée felt her body heat up from pressing and rubbing against her opponent's, but she remained focused on her goal, to win this duel and end this match with her victory! Unfortunately, Chalia did not fight fairly and bit the French woman's shoulder, making the French woman moan in pain who immediately released her opponent and caressed her shoulder.

"Ouch! You little!..."

The French woman would have liked to be violent and insult her opponent but she was far too pure for that. She then refrained from saying rude words and that gave Chalia time to counterattack, also releasing the French woman to grab her long hair and wrap it around Cleophée's neck to strangle her! Cleo was so surprised and shocked by such an act that she widened her eyes and tried to push back with random palm strikes in front of her.

"Knnnghhh!.."

[reini]

"Gh...hah!" Chalia was pumped to be finally feeling in control, after so much humilliation and pain "You...you still think you can treat me like a kid and play with me? Huh?!"

The angered brunette was trying to have her moment of revenge, but blind punches grazed Chalia’s sides and shoulders constalty interrupting and reminding her of just how much she was aching, while the audience was booing her, which was even more of a throw off.

She knew she couldn’t keep the choke forever—her arms were burning, her thighs trembling from everything she'd been through. Tears of frustration pricked her eyes

"Don't hit me, you...you fuck!" she squiked and in a moment of pure desperation, Chalia leaned forward and slammed her head on Cleophée’s...chest! She was trying to avoid more punches, as if trying to curl up and hide while still holding on to that braid.

"J-Just stop moving!!" she barked, but it came out more like a whiny growl, her voice shaky and shrill. To make it even worse - and a little pathetic - Chalia tried to pull Cleo’s braid with one hand and awkwardly push at Cleo’s face with the other, like someone who couldn’t decide between attacking or protecting herself. A cowardly and messy move, not very likeable to audience or anyone watching at that!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Even though Cléophée continued to strike her opponent's ribs, her blows were far too haphazard to be of much use... But they were nonetheless effective, forcing Chalia to move and fight back, even going so far as to headbutt the White Giantess's chest. She, surprised and struck by the blow, sighed deeply in pain and stopped moving her arms.

"Gaahh... Nnnghhhhaaahhh!.."

But that wasn't the worst of it, as Chalia tightened her chokehold! The French girl's long hair continued to be pulled further and further, forcing her head up, making the chokehold even more effective. Cléophée had to move and struggle, but she didn't know how to fight intelligently in this kind of situation; the pressure and anger prevented her from thinking properly.

Then little Ysé also decided to strike in rather forbidden areas; she wasn't Not a heel, but the only way to beat a heel was to be a heel too... Right? The French girl clenched her fist again and instead of hitting the stomach and ribs like she usually did, this time Cléophée threw her punch at Chalia's breasts!

[reini]

Chalia's grip on Cléophée’s throat tightened as she put all her remaining strength into the hold, squeezing desperately in her frustration. Being angry and getting denied a proper victory for so long, and finally being able to feel on top was a huge relief.

"That's what you get for treating me like I'm stupid!" she grit her teeth, remembering Cléophée's condescending attitude towards her. Chalia could feel her victory just within reach, but then... Thwack! Her hold faltered immediately, her grip loosening as her arms instinctively dropped away from Cléophée’s neck, shooting to herself as to cover and stop her boobs from bouncing up and down after the punch. The pain in her chest wouldn't be enough to make her let go so easily, rather the embarassment made Chalia switch her priorities in a tactically not so brilliant move.

Realizing how vulnerable she left herself, she took the arms off her chest and leaned over, Cléophée's head now in between the hands Chalia was maintaining her position on. Unsure of what to do, she just dropped her body down, trapping the Frenchwoman's face between her breasts. Although this position was also embarassing, the opponent's breath was caught off again!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Unlike her mother and older sister, Cleophee was a babyface at LAW. She was so cute, kind, and fun that no one could imagine her being a heel... But that was until today, against Chalia, when she dared to punch her opponent's chest in an attempt to defend herself. Although the spectators were mixed about little Ysé, many knew that all Ysés acted this way when their hair was pulled... it was perhaps excusable.

But at least, thanks to her punches, Cleophee was finally free and could finally breathe again. She breathed in as much air as she could for several seconds before falling flat on her back, her arms wide open as she panted from exhaustion. She hadn't been far from being knocked out. It was a submission match, but if she had been knocked out, she would have been subjected to even worse holds and blows!

"Haaaaaahh!... Affh! Affhh!... Aa-mmmphhhh?!..."

But Cleophee didn't have a chance to regain her strength because Chalia fell on top of her, crushing her with all her weight, carefully placing her breasts on the Frenchwoman's face and smothering her once again! With this choking sequence, Cleophee wasn't going to survive more than ten seconds; she had to escape, and fast! She placed her hands on her opponent's shoulders and tried to push her away while moving her hips from left to right. She tried to use her entire body with what little strength she had left! It was her only escape.

[reini]

Chalia, already worn down from the grueling match, lost her balance. Her grip slipped, and before she could react, Cleophée's effort sent her rolling off to the side!

"Ahh - !?"

Chalia landed flat on her back, and leżący she remained. The main reason she went for the smother in the first place was because she couldn't really do much other than just lie down, being exhausted in so much pain. She let out a moan of resignation, as she sprawled on the mat. Chalia's whole body was injured, her thighs and groin after the grapevine, her ribs and hips after the bodyscissor, and extreme backpain from the most recent bearhug.

She winced, instinctively wrapping an arm around her waist, trying to hold herself together. Her first instinct was to stretch out, so she slowly straightened her legs, flexing her thighs to ease the lingering soreness. Then, she bent one knee, pressing her foot against the mat to tilt her hips slightly - it helped relieve some pressure in her lower back. She breathed hard and rapid, not exactly eager to get back to the fight