Stip Match: Sininen Karl Vs. Misaki Sagashima

"Huh?" Sininen said, her butt not exposed. She blinked. "Misa, Misa..." She tilted her head. "To win, to win the match at least one of us will have to be naked. Misa Misa is very shy so maybe she would be able to show off her gorgeous body if Sininininininen went first!" She said with a gleam in her eye as she bent over and completely exposed her ass and legs.

She stepped out of her pants and spun around. She was not wearing any underwear. "Seee! Don't worry! Don't Worry! I don't think I'm giving you an unfair advantage, Misa Misa. I'm really tough so maybe this will help you out!"

Under normal circumstances, Misaki might have taken offense at Sininen's subtle put down. Instead, however, it went right over her head as she was taken aback by Sininen's full frontal nudity. Misaki had understood that in order to win this match she was going to have to try to strip Sininen naked, but faced with it now, she found herself incredibly uncomfortable.

"S-stop...! That's enough... umm... advantage... Th-thanks..." Misaki squirmed, trying hard not to look below Sininen's waist, her face still blushing red. Between this, her own partial nudity, and Sininen's somewhat predatory demeanor, Misaki was quickly feeling overwhelmed once again, probably even worse than her fight against Femie.

"You're welcome! You're welcome!" Sininen said as she waved her hips at Misaki, her completely hairless lower half on display for everyone. "I guess, I guess, Misa, Misa will just have to do the rest of the work on her own!. I'm not wearing a bra though! I don't, I don't need it, eheheh!"

Sininen giggled but once she was finished, she lunged at Misaki and aimed a surprisingly vicious side kick at the befuddled girl's head.

Taken aback by Sininen's sudden assault, Misaki was just barely able to throw up her arms in time, blocking what would have surely been a knockout kick. While she had protected her head, the force was still enough to blast her off balance, knocking her down over onto her side.

Dazed from the impact, Misaki rolled over onto her stomach, groaning as she tried to push herself back up.

Sininen waddled forward as Misaki rolled. When the girl got to her hands and knees, Sininen leaned over her from behind, pressing her crotch against Misaki's butt as she reached out to grab the underside of the girl's bra and give it a hard yank to pull it over the girl's head and blind her with her own undergarments as well as show off her generous orbs to the chirping audience.

Still reeling a bit, Misaki was completely unprepared as Sininen suddenly grabbed her from behind, yanking her tight sports bra up and over her head. Stuck in an awkward kneeling position, her arms entangled around her head, with her bra wrapped over her face, Misaki let out a muffled scream.

"MMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmph! Mmmmggggghh...!" Even if she couldn't really see, she could feel her large breasts flopping free of their usual confines, out on display for a leering, voracious crowd. Imagining the lewd catcalls and the camera phones snapping images of her bare, fleshy tits, Misaki began to break down, crying in humiliation whilst still entrapped by her own undergarments.

Sininen watched as Misaki's breasts spilled out from her bra and instanly she was on them, greedily grabbing big handfuls and massaging them. "Numanuma! Misa Misa is beautifully bountiful!" She purred.

She leaned forward to try and get a kiss on Misaki's neck but then she heard sobbing and and crying and Sininen's eyes widened. "Ooooh... Misa, Misa..." Sininen cooed. Her heart went out and she began to stroke Misaki's hair. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She said sincerely. "Misa Misa, let Sininininen end the match quickly, ok? She will, she will make sure that you don't have to be embarrassed too much if you do as she says, ok? ok?"

Suddenly Sininen's hands were pressed against Misaki's breasts not to fondle them but to hide them from the audience. "Sinininen will take care of Misa, Misa. Lay flat, lay flat on the ground so you cover your chest, Misa Misa."

"MMmmmgggggggghhhhhhh..." Misaki let out a muffled, miserable moan, forcibly aroused as Sininen massaged her large, round tits. Feeling even more humiliated now, she continued to cry, even after the grabbing suddenly stopped.

Misaki did not feel too trusting of Sininen's words at this point, but still reluctantly complied, slowly laying her body down flat against the canvas, mashing her bulging breasts against it. It was terribly uncomfortable, and still very far from ideal, but she wanted out of this fight as soon as possible. Hesitantly, she managed to pull herself out of her bra, slipping it all the way off over her head and off her arms.

Burying her sniffling face in her arms, she continued to lay there, face-down. Whimpering miserably, she could only pray that Sininen was going to be as merciful as she promised...

Once Misaki was flat on her stomach, Sininen made sure Misaki's legs were closed before she began to peel the girl's bottoms off and down her legs. The audience would see the girl's bare bottom but they wouldn't see her most intimate bits as long as the girl remained paralyzed with fear. Sininen slowly peeled the shorts off and finally Misaki was completely nude.

Sininen looked and clucked her tongue. "Oh, Misa, Misa. Too bad, too bad you're so shy! I would have loved to play with you!"

Sininen then stepped around so she was in front of Misaki and then took off her top so she was completely nude. "Misa, Misa, I will show, I will show solidarity!" She said and raised her fist in the air.

"Now all you need, now all you need is to just tap the ground repeatedly. You're nude and I can't pin you without rolling you over!" Sininen said as she stood in front of Misaki with her legs spread wide and a big grin on her face.

Misaki whined meekly as Sininen stripped her of her shorts, but did nothing to resist, now leaving her completely naked. Feeling exposed and vulnerable, she buried her head in her arms, starting to sob again. Trying her hardest not to dwell on the massive crowd staring at her nude body, she slowly raised her arm and began to tap the mat.

"S-s-stop. I-I g-give up..." She sniffled.