NHB Pudding Match (Sayuki vs Fallon)

Fallon would swing around while keeping her crushing bearhug on Sayuki, knowing that she wouldn’t be able to get out of the one that the Japanese wrestler had on her simply by swinging around. She might be able to loosen it, though, by slamming Sayuki into the side of the vanilla pudding pool. The Californian would do just that, smashing Sayuki between her own body and the immovable wall, their breasts squashing together even more closely, all four orbs flattening, nipples spearing into each other. It hurt Fallon, too, but at least she had the advantage.

She only had it for a few seconds before Sayuki found a way to counter. Fallon pushed hard against Sayuki, but soon, Sayuki would slide up out of the pool, sitting on her butt on the ledge. This loosened both of their bearhugs somewhat, as Fallon didn’t slide up quite as far as her foe, but Sayuki had a little something to add to their grappling duel.

“Ggggyyaaagh!” Fallon cried out, a burst of pain shooting through her midsection as her opponent’s legs came up and wrapped around her waist. Fallon would break her hug and grab at the floor, trying to pull herself all the way up out of the pool, trying to lay over Sayuki so she could move into a position where she might be able to break the scissors…

Sayuki finally ended the bearhug deadlock as she got Fallon to break her hold with her bear hug leg scissors combo as her face lit up with delight and a victorious smile appeared on her ever changing face. As she held on with her legs and arms, Sayuki could feel Fallon moving them up on to the shallow edge and slowly began inching her way towards the edge of the entire pool as Sayuki tried her best to squeeze on her two holds to make the journey as difficult as possible for Fallon.

Soon the two girls were on the outside of the pool with Sayuki's back on the once dry mats as she laid beneath Fallon, making slightly difficult for her to breathe but she made sure that her opponent had an even more difficult time to breathe. "Just...give up already!" Sayuki let out as she tried to squeeze even harder to elicit a submission, though she couldn't hold on for much longer as her arms and legs were tiring.

The two slid onto the shallow ledge, still wallowing in the pudding, each completely indistinguishable from the other, covered as they were in what felt like a hundred pounds of sloppy, goopy vanilla, chocolate, and butterscotch pudding. Fallon, feeling the squeeze and knowing that she needed to escape and regain the advantage, pulled them the last couple of feet to the actual ledge of the pool, and, with a loud grunt of exertion, would pull them out onto the floor outside of the pool.

“Ggggh…nyyaah…” Fallon would pant and groan as she felt her opponent’s scissor hold and bearhug continue to crush the air and the life out of her. She knew she couldn’t lose this—not after she’d come this far. Fallon had at least one trick left up her sleeve. Rising up as much as she could, Fallon would ball one pudding-covered hand into a pudding-covered fist. Then, with a yell, she would slam that fist downwards, trying to drive it right into Sayuki’s pudding-covered—and pudding-filled—belly!

“Take this, chump!”

Panting heavily as she clung to Fallon, Sayuki continued to try and regain what little energy she could as she forced Fallon to do most of the work. On the outside of the pool, Sayuki continued her dual hold as she thought she was finally wearing down the Californian enough to win this match.

But her underestimation of Fallon once again left her to be shocked when Fallon buried a fist into her stomach. "Guh!' she let out, her arms and legs whipping free from Fallon's body as her arms moved down to cradle her stomach, gasping for air as she would curl into a ball.

Fallon was starting to get tired. She was starting to get very, very tired. The match had gone on for a very long time, and she and Sayuki had both taken some serious lumps over the course of the fight. Fallon’s stomach still hurt, the pain serving as ample protest of Fallon’s insistence on continuing the fight despite the heap of pudding sitting uncomfortably in her belly. Her breathing was harsh and ragged, and her head was sort of spinning as she was squeezed by her Japanese foe.

She knew Sayuki was feeling all of the same sensations, however. She was not going to give up when she knew that Sayuki had to be close to giving up the fight as well. Fallon knew just how to exploit Sayuki’s pain. She balled up a fist and punched Sayuki right in the stomach, burying her fist deep in that soft belly, almost trying to make her foe puke. Immediately, Sayuki let Fallon go, cradling her wounded tummy. Fallon would grin stupidly and get up onto her knees.

“Alright, come on,” Fallon would growl, grabbing onto Sayuki’s head and yanking hard on her pudding-soaked hair. “It’s butterscotch time for you…”

The first time that Sayuki was punched in her pudding filled stomach hurt, this time it was even more painful with more pudding in her stomach and near-depleted stamina. Coughing for air as she laid on her back, releasing Fallon from the dual hold as all Sayuki focused was trying to keep the pudding in her stomach. Sayuki couldn't believe that this fight lasted as long as it did, wrestling around in this gunk that was pudding, even battling on top of a ladder that was hidden in the massive amounts of pudding.

Thinking of the absurd nature of this match didn't last long as Fallon buried another fist into Sayuki's stomach. Another urge to puke Sayuki had to repress as she let out another cry before heaving, threatening to throw up all of the pudding. Holding back her stomach, Sayuki rolled on to her knees and hand as her other hand cradled her stomach, soon she felt Fallon's hand grabbing her hair.

"Grrrrr...." Sayuki growled as Fallon voiced her intentions to bring them to the butterscotch pudding, prompting her to ball her fist. "Like hell..." she began as she shot her fist up to return the punch into Fallon's gut, "...we are!"

Fallon sent a couple shots into Sayuki's belly and made her deflate like some sort of inflatable pudding-covered doll. After she did that, Fallon was hoping that she would have an opening to drag her opponent back over to the butterscotch pool and finally wrap this match up. It felt like they had been fighting for hours. That might not have actually been far off.

Sayuki still had some fight left in her, however. As Fallon tugged on her hair, the Japanese girl balled one hand into a fist and delivered a hard retaliatory strike to Fallon's belly, making the Californian cry out and let go of Sayuki's hair, bringing both hands down to cradle her belly as she felt the urge to puke. "D-damn..."

But she wouldn't puke. Bringing one hand up and around Sayuki's shoulders to keep her in place, Fallon would ball her other hand into a fist and deliver another powerful punch right to Sayuki's midsection. "We are!"

Punching Fallon in the gut, knowing that the effect should be the same on her equally tired opponent, Sayuki freed herself from the hair hold as both girls continued to pant for air on their knees just the outside of the pool. Cradling her stomach as Fallon wrapped an arm around her neck and anchoring it on her shoulder, the two were locked in another clinch as they pressed up against each other once again. "Guh!" Sayuki cried out as Fallon socked her in the gut again, another urge to puke shot up from her stomach as she fought it back.

"No we're not!" Sayuki shouted back as she pulled her fist back and threw another short ranged punch at Fallon's stomach. The two nude pudding covered girls continued to fight pass their exhaustion point as Sayuki would try to get to a foot to try and stand, hoping it would allow her a better leverage point to hit Fallon harder in the gut.

Fallon was more than happy to trade shots to the belly. She probably shouldn't be—she was well past the point where she should have collapsed from exhaustion, especially with all of this pudding weighing her down, and was only continuing because Sayuki was as well—but she was. The Californian was going to show her foe how strong her punches and her belly were.

"Yes, we are! Come on!" Fallon would growl. As Sayuki began to stand up, Fallon would do so, as well, keeping her arm around the Japanese girl's shoulders and standing up to get a better belly-beating vantage point. She would groan and gurgle in pain as Sayuki punched her again, her knees wobbling as she almost collapsed again. But she would endure and throw another punch straight into Sayuki's belly in retaliation, trying to drill her knuckles in as deep as she could.

Another belly punching exchange with all of the pudding in her stomach and barely any stamina left in her to continue fighting was a poor decision on Sayuki's part and a decision she would continue to go through with as her and Fallon rose to their feet. Stumbling about and holding on to Fallon for support, Sayuki let out another grunt when Fallon punched her in the stomach and additional moans and groans when the Californian grind her knuckles into her stomach after the initial punch.

Coughing after the hit, Sayuki would pull her fist back to slam it again into Fallon's, refusing to back down despite the pain that made it difficult to straighten herself. She however did not stop and wait for Fallon to return fire as she would quickly pull her arm out and deliver another punch to the gut. "Screw you!" she would shout as she saw her chocolate pudding pool off in the distance as she would try to maneuver Fallon in that direction, in a very stumbling manner.