Ecstatic Exercise

Tsubame twitched slightly when she felt Bertriz slipped behind her and caressed her abs from behind, her blushes became deeper as the woman cupped her chin and spoke softly so close on her ear. The brunette let out a soft gasp as she felt Bertriz's breath brushing her earlobe

She felt a wave of shiver running on her back, the way Bertriz spoke and ran her hands on her midsection, normally she would have tried to push the woman away. In the past she would probably do that without hesitation. Right now, though, Bertriz curvaceous figure felt like the comfy bed in the morning that a sleepy person found it hard to get up from. She did receive her wake up call in the form of the crashing Yutaka.

"Ough!" Tsubame grunted, snapped from whatever thought she was having seconds earlier.

She felt Bertriz moved away from her, leaving her body in the raven haired girl's embrace. It was a bit too sudden, or so Tsubame thought, which made her seemed putty in Yutaka's grasps for a bit while the girl rubbed her features on hers. The brunette groaned and eventually began to flex herself to resist the pressure. Her pride kicked in and her rather docile expression from before was quickly replaced with the noble lady front that she had at the start.

"O-oh yeah...? Care to show me?" she said with a rather challenging tone while her hands pushed Yutaka's shoulders to create a little space between them.

The best part of the hug was easily when the smooth body of Tsubame got hard under her rubs. This is typically when in an AP wrestling match or training session the girls would start comparing their builds, not so much squeezing one another as much as mutually walling up against the other in what was equal parts a ritualized greeting and a test of strength. It didn't hurt that everyone loved their rubs, especially if they were willing to get a little rough.

Yutaka smiled at her reaction and gave a wink to Bertriz. Modifying her grip, she let Tsubame slide down a little until she would be standing albeit with raised feet. The distance between hands increased and now it looked less like a bearhug and more like some very weird semi-formal hug. Boobs and belly were still pressed into one another but this time, they were on more even footing.

Even more, Yutaka wasn't quite squeezing her. She'd let her arms loosen a little. It seemed as if she was asking for a competition of sorts given by her grin.

"C'mon, you really mean that?" She asked, suddenly letting go. She still had that expression that spoke of someone who knew she was controlling the situation. "I'd squeeze you breathless in minutes... but I'd be being a brute then, wouldn't I?"

She leaned closer to Tsubame, letting their breasts touch. Perked up, the resistance meant they'd need to get aroused if they wanted to press up even closer but Yutaka wasn't iniitally interested.

"How often have you given another girl a good squeeze?" She asked, raising a single hand and motioning to move it around Tsubame's back. Her other remained lowered, as if implying her opponent. could squeeze that end herself if she wished.

"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you," Tsubame gave an unimpressed scoff at Yutaka's declaration. "Not as much as some of the girls here, but I know my stuff," she answered with a confident smirk.

Despite being just about as close as she was with Bertriz earlier, Tsubame didn't seem as bothered as before. It's probably because she wasn't too fond of Yutaka and her attitude, making the brunette a little bit more hostile towards the girl. Sure, her fellow Japanese was physically strong, but Tsubame obviously wouldn't admit that the girl was better than her until proven so. Bertriz. on the other hand, seemed to have her own way with girls which made Tsubame got caught off guard, or so she'd like to think.

The brunette arched her back, purposely bumped her chest against Yutaka's own while she looked at the girl with a challenging expression. She was quite eager to prove herself to this girl, so much that she might not care too much about her fighting with elegance talk. Her arms slowly slipped from Yutaka's shoulders and mirroring the girl's position, one around the back and the other on a lower position.

Tsubame didn't start squeezing yet, but simply implied that she's ready for a test of strength if the other girl wished to do so. She might not be a proper lady of wrestling yet, but sometimes, the more important thing is to show who's better, regardless of the method.

"Shall I show you?"

"Yapyapyap, c'mon, show me what those stick-arms can do." Yutaka yammered, having little patience for her excuses and mumbles. She knew Tsubame didn't like her but a little part of her decided it might be able to use that to help goad her into action.

At the bumping of her chests, Yutaka's wobbled away but she soon pressed back, squishing together. Her own were quite smoothly shaped and strong but Tsubame's was proudly pushing her own into their fronts. With both their armous around one another, she began to slide her other hand up her side and across her back, completing the equivalent hugging poisition. Forced to flatten both their breasts to get closer, Yutaka sighed and straightened up, pressing her toned but currently untensed stomach into Tsubame's. It was quite warm down there and she made it clear she was going to take it standing at her full height, letting Tsubame know she would be pressing into a living wall.

She began to pull her just a bit closer but didn't up the squeeze, deciding to play it carefully at the start.

"S-stick arms... well, you're asking for it!" Tsubame yelled and started to squeeze Yutaka immediately, probably putting more strength than she initially intended.

The brunette didn't care about their mashed breasts at the moment, as her mind was filled with thoughts of the raven haired girl groaning from her squeeze. It might be unladylike from her, but a rude commoner like Yutaka didn't really deserve being treated with elegance either.

Tsubame grunted, flexing her arms as she gradually put more strength into her hug. She's not going to go easy here, she's going to show Yutaka that making her annoyed was never a good thing. In a match she could understand that riling up your opponent was a part of strategy, but outside the ring like this? That had to be a personality issue.

"Hhnnggg...!"

While Yutaka was quite powerful, she wasn't a heavyweight and as such, wasn't invulnerable to attacks from similarly sized or even smaller opponents. Tsubame's real strength surprised her, thinking her some trussed up rich girl only to find somehing tougher beneath that lithe, gynmnastic form. Her arms looked thin but they were wrought with strong muscle, just as hard as her own. Squeezing first, she pressed the bigger girl into her own body but Yutaka had been caught off guard.

She gritted her teeth, hiding her surprise with an aggressive grin. She had gotten her good.

In return, she attempted to jerk to the side, hoping to cause her to swerve off balance before leaning and back and pulling Tsubame back into her. They might be balanced as far as arms went but she was confident in her breasts and belly. Flexing her own like a wall of stone, she bumped it forward and attempting to quash her muscles, trying to force her opponent's breasts to be smothered into her own.

"Ggggggghhhhhh... I'll take the stick comments back, you're welcome!"

"Ah!" Tsubame was a bit surprised by the sudden pull to the side as she was too focused in squeezing Yutaka.

She was pulled back quickly, and grunted as her front bumped onto the raven haired girl's own. It felt like crashing onto a hard bed, but Yutaka would be wrong if she thought she could beat her just like that. Tsubame flexed again, almost giving it her all as she also arched her back to press her breasts against Yutaka's own, trying to repel that smothering orbs to the best of her abilities. Her cheeks slowly getting redder from the friction that was produced by their movement, and she gritted her teeth to.

"N-not so cocky now, huh?!" she taunted.

Thing seemed to be pretty even, but that didn't satisfy Tsubame. She wanted to show that she's better than Yutaka even if she had to be a brute. The brunette slowly lowered herself a bit, her arms tightly wrapped around the girl's back. All of a sudden she would raise herself up in an attempt to live Yutaka off the mat and hold her up as long as she could.

"Yaaahhh...!"

"I'm just giving credit where it's due!" she called back, bending her legs and trying to pull back. Tsubame was stronger than she expected but Yutaka was a young bruiser and she wasn't going to let herself be captured that easily. As Tsubame pushed her closer, Yutaka decided to take a two pronted assault.

Pulling back to resist the lift, she pushed forwards and jabbed both her perking nipples right into the brunette's, hoping the sensual shock would stun her. It shocked her as well, making her spine tingle and twitch. It required a lot of concentration not to go further or be caught in the midst of hesitation in the aftermath. Larger breasted, her breasts were a bit less sensitive.

Then, she would attempt to swing Tsubame around, hoping to unbalance her. If she was successful, she'd attempt to lift her off the ground and lean back, intending to use her powerfuly belly muscles to rub and crush Tsubame's while her breasts simply resisted their push.

Tsubame's attempt to lift Yutaka off the mat was disrupted by that rough bumping from the girl's breasts to her own. The brunette yelped, her focus distracted just enough for her sparring partner to swing her around and lifted her up instead.

"Ah!" she yelled, her legs flailing around while she tried to ease the pressure by pushing Yutaka a bit, unsuccessfully. "Y-you...!" groaned Tsubame as she squirmed within Yutaka's grasp. "Nngghh...!"

The brunette would attempt to bend her legs a bit before wrapping them around the raven haired girl's waists, hoping that she could scissor it to weaken Yutaka's hold on her. Tsubame would then lean forward, hoping that gravity would make the girl fell onto her back with her on top, similar to how Bertriz did to her earlier. She was a quick study after all.

"Me, me!" she laughed, causing her tummy to bump intermittently against Tsubame's. With their bodies hardening, it felt quite warm and steamy, which only further contributed to the tension levels. Her laughter was interrupted when Tsubame's strong legs wrapped around her, squeezing her sides and making her gasp. Those legs weren't quite Radmilla's but they felt as if they'd cut her in two if she got angry.

The sudden leaning, bringing their breasts closer and squishier, made her fall onto her back with a thud and disrupted her grip. Knowing that it would be hard to pin her back, Yutaka attempted to push her backwards before throwing herself up to a sitting position. She'd grab at Tsubame's heels and attempt to punch them before twisting them outwards.