Panda vs. Kasumi

Kasumi clasped her hands around Panda's wrists as she moved her legs about to try and lock them around Panda's chest to hopefully end their match and attain those panties. But Panda was fiercely resisting the attempt, like everything else before this armbar attempt as Kasumi fought with all she got to prevent Panda from returning to her feet. Her panties were clearly showing as her gi folded upwards from her position and once again put on display how cute it was snugged on her butt.

However her weakened body could not hold down Panda as she managed to get to her feet as Kasumi struggled to push her legs, trying to get Panda flat on her back. However with Panda hunched over, Kasumi got an idea as she would quickly try to release her hold on the wrist to try and wrap her hands around the back of Panda's head while moving her leg up to Panda's face.

It wasn't a complete Koji Clutch, but it was the best shot that Kasumi had to finally putting away her opponent.

Panda wiggled and thrashed frantically, knowing that Kasumi had a real shot at finishing the match here and refusing to let that shot become anything more than just that. She managed to get her feet underneath her, and would start trying to push herself upwards, hoping to either slip out of Kasumi's hold or, perhaps even better, lift Kasumi up and then make her fall down on her head.

Kasumi didn't give her either. The Japanese girl quickly adjusted her hold, wrapping her arms around the back of Panda's head. Panda had some idea of what Kasumi was trying to do, and she would move quickly to stop it. Falling down onto her back again, she would throw her leg upwards, trying to slip it underneath Kasumi's leg before it could reach her face. Panda's panties would be on full display now as she almost did the splits, the sweat-soaked fabric between her legs very visible as Panda's leg would tangle with Kasumi's.

The Chinese girl would try to bend her leg back down, hoping that, in the process, she could force Kasumi's leg away from her face. It would be a contest of leg against leg, and the excitement and exertion of it made Panda's heart beat fast.

Kasumi pulled on Panda's head as she tried to squeeze it like an anaconda would. Unfortunately, Panda had other ideas as she pulled her up and threatened to drop her on her head. Smashing against the mat, Kasumi's head surged with pain but she refused to release the hold as she kept her hold on Panda's head. The distraction of pain was enough to allow Panda to roll backwards on to her back and slipped a leg up to cross with Kasumi's, stopping her Koji Clutch attempt and now started a power struggle between their legs.

"Rrrrrr!!!" Kasumi let out as they were in this body knot deadlock, pushing her leg against Panda's, trying to out power the other leg as her panties were also on display on her sweaty bottoms. Keeping her hands clasped behind Panda's head to continue to contort her opponent and keep her in a steady state of pain/discomfort as she attempted to power her leg over Panda's, exerting more and more strength with each passing second.

They were now in quite the predicament, as Panda managed to perform quite the contortionist stunt and force her leg up underneath Kasumi's, even as her Japanese opponent's ankles were still locked around her head. Panda was bent over, painfully so, her head situated pretty close to her own butt, so that she could see right in front of her the panda-print panties that she was fighting to keep.

She would keep pushing against Kasumi's legs with her own leg, trying to force them back, trying to force them to let go of her head. It was difficult, though, and Kasumi was giving it all she had, too. Panda wasn't sure she could make much progress. She knew she could stop Kasumi from pulling her in any further, though.

Panda knew she had to strike back. With her other leg, Panda would slide it forward, trying to get it around Kasumi's legs. If she could, she would then put her sole against Kasumi's chin and push, trying to force the karate practitioner's head painfully back in retaliation as they became even more entangled. "Rrrrrr!"

Kasumi kept on pulling on the back of the head of Panda as it was the one thing that wasn't locked in a deadlock and could be the salvation in winning this match. However Panda quickly realized this fact too as she would slide her feet up to press down on Kasumi's chin, forcing the karate girl's head back painfully as now they were in a bigger deadlock. "Nnrrrrr!" Kasumi let out, pain grinding against her chin as Kasumi retaliated by pulling the head harder.

Now with this new development, Kasumi wasn't sure of what would come now as she continued to push her leg against Panda's in this incredible knot of the two girls.

It was a deadlock. Both of them were battling with their legs against each other, both were putting pressure on the other's head. They were a confusing knot of cute, small kawaii body parts, now, their sweat-soaked panties in close proximity, their gis riding up. They must have looked like yin and yang in a position like this.

Panda couldn't help but fear that she was getting the worst of it. Kasumi's hold on her head was powerful. She was pressing the sole of her foot as hard as she could against her foe's chin, but was that enough?

"Rrrraaaahh!" Panda growled back, in pain but refusing to quit. She kept on pushing, against Kasumi's neck and her legs. "You're...n-never going to beat me in this position, Kasumi!"

The foot on her chin was sending jolts of pain through out her head as she continue to hold on to Panda's head, their deadlock heading nowhere. "Nnnnnnn!" Kasumi groaned as she heard Panda's proclamation that she wasn't going to beat her. "And you won't beat me in this either!" she shouted, noting the deadlock situation they were in. Pulling and pulling on Panda's head and pushing and pushing against Panda's leg.

Now that she knew pointed out the fact that this dual hold wasn't going to work out for the both of them, Kasumi decided to make a proposition. "Since neither of us are going to quit...want to let go on the count of three?"

Neither one of them was going to get anywhere. For all the pain and the pulling and the pushing, the best either of them could expect out of this position was a wash. Panda was not being contorted far enough to elicit a submission, and she could not push or shove Kasumi’s head far enough to do herself much good. They both recognized this, and, when Kasumi offered a way out for the both of them, Panda was eager to accept it.

She was not going to be too eager, however. “Okay, we’ll let go on three…but you’d better not try anything funny, okay, Kasumi? You’d better swear on every cute pair of panties you own! I’m willing to swear on mine!”

After issuing that warning, and figuring Kasumi to be the cute, friendly, honorable girl that she seemed to be, Panda would prepare to let go of the hold on three. She kept on pushing against Kasumi’s head even as they began to count. “One, two…three!” Once they reached that third number, Panda would stop pressing on Kasumi and disentangle herself from her foe, rolling away.

Kasumi nodded her head as best as she could from the position she was in, "I swear!" she shouted as Panda counted. When three hit, Kasumi released her hold as she attempted to roll backwards on to her knees. Panting for air as she rubbed her chin, the hold did a lot worse than she expected as the leg pushing dead lock strained her leg more than she wanted to.

Now back in a neutral position and giving her body a chance to rest, Kasumi would slowly get to her feet gingerly as her body was at it's limit with Kasumi willing her body to go farther towards victory as she would get back in her stance. More sweat appeared on her body as her gi and panties clung tighter to her body as she waited for Panda to get back on to her feet as she wasn't going to rush in and make a mistake.

Panda trusted Kasumi, and, on the count of three, released her hold and rolled away. Kasumi did the same. The two martial artists moved apart to recover for a few seconds after that last engagement. Panda’s neck felt sore, and her whole head felt like it had come within just a few hard squeezes of popping off of her shoulders. Her legs, meanwhile, were tired after the duel they had fought with Kasumi’s limbs.

Slowly, Panda lifted herself up onto her feet, doing her best not to sway or wobble or betray any such weakness. Her legs were tired. Her panties were soaked with sweat and clung stickily to her body. Her gi was disheveled. She knew that this match was going to be decided soon, but how would the two of them—so alike in skill, and disposition—determine who finished on top? Luck might come into play, and Panda didn’t like that notion one bit.

The Chinese martial artist bent her legs and put up her hands, open palms facing towards Kasumi. She would slowly move forward, waiting to see if Kasumi would follow suit. The whole time, Panda kept her eyes on Kasumi, trying to find some weakness in the Japanese girl’s pretty eyes.