Bomber Kishima vs Migiri Oozora

Inwardly, Kishima was desperately praying to hear the bell ringing any second to signal her victory so she could finally be free of the weight on her shoulders - in more ways than one. But it wasn’t to be. And even worse a large hand suddenly latched itself right onto the bomber’s face, causing her eyes to widen in shock and pain as the fingers began to dig into her skull.

“Mmmm!!!” she cried out into the hand, which was also completely sealing off her mouth and nose, making it nearly impossible for her to breathe! Quickly it became apparent that, as bold an attempt as the torture rack had been, trying to keep it in any further would only work against her. So she let go and dropped the titan toddler from her shoulders, hoping the fall would also make Migiri lose her grip on Kishima’s face.

With the intense pain plaguing her back, and the fatigue wearing her down, Kishima was rapidly running out of options. Just what would it take to put this giant down?! Well, there was one thing that came to mind, though even the violet bruiser herself wasn’t too sure about playing that card right now. However, no better ideas were coming to mind.

Normally Kishima would peel off her elbow pad and fling it out of the ring to let the fans know she was going for one of her famous Napalm Lariats. But since she doubted Migiri would be down long, she just held the arm up and gave the elbow pad a tug, which was still enough for many familiar with her to know what was coming. Many in the crowd eagerly watched in anticipation as the bomber ran into the ropes as fast as her tired legs would carry her, and rebounded right back toward Migiri. And once she was close, she’d attempt to hurl her right arm forward as hard as she could to aim a Napalm Lariat right at Migiri’s face!

Migiri stumbled as Kishima's weight gave out under her. She was hunched over, with one arm resting on her aching back, panting softly. Her face had a salty pout and her brow wrinkled as she watched Kishima took off towards the rope.

The titan toddler could hear the roar of the crowd and see Kishima coming back at her. She was still hunched over but as Kishima charged at her, Migiri sprang up, pulled her arm back and shot it forward to try and use her longer reach to catch Kishima in mid leap and catch the bomber in an extended and tight choke hold.

Kishima had the titan toddler locked in her sights, and was ready to swing for the fences in hopes of taking Migiri right out of this! However, just before she could throw her devastating lariat, the giant had slipped behind her, and locked her powerful arms in a deadly vice around the bomber’s neck.

“Agh! Sh-shit!” Kishima cursed as she began to thrash and flail around in Migiri’s clutches. She hadn’t expected her foe to be so agile, and it was costing her severely. Each moment in the hold drained more and more out of Kishima, and already the ref was right there asking if she wanted to submit. The choke hold was on too tight to allow the bomber to utter any words, so all she could do was wave a hand from side to side to indicate a “no” in response as she continued to desperately struggle in Migiri’s clutches.

Once Migiri's arm clamped tightly around Kishima, her other arm snuggled up underneath Kishima's chest. She forced the girl's boobs up as her arm began to squeeze her in a hug too. Migiri squeezed with all of her might and began to rock Kishima back and forth rather violently as she began to hum a song to the bomber.

"Woooock-abyeee baby ooon the tweee tooop!~"

As if having the air strangled out of her wasn’t bad enough, Kishima then felt her breasts being sandwiched between Migiri’s powerful arms at the same time. The bomber instinctively began trying to cry out in agony as the giant rocked to and fro while squeezing the life out of her and ever so casually singing a lullaby, but her screams only came out in small, choked little squeals.

Her vision started getting blurry, and she felt herself fading. Kishima used what little strength she could muster to throw her arms back to strike at whatever part of Migiri she could hit. But she wasn’t sure how much good that would even do her at this point. And worse, Kishima wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold out in Migiri’s clutches...

Migiri continued her singing despite Kishima's protests and futile struggling.

"Wheen the wind bwows, the cwadle wiww wock! When the bough bweakes, the cwadle wiww faww and down wiww come baby, cwadle and..."

Migiri took a big breath, bent her knees and then used her strength to lift Kishima up into the air as high as she could. She then dropped to her knees and slammed Kishima down into the canvas viciously.

"ALL!"

Kishima’s desperate struggles were all in vain, completely useless against the giant’s powerful frame. She was fading, and felt like consciousness might slip away at any moment. But finally, the hold and the song came to an end, though only after Kishima’s body crashed violently onto the mat.

“AGH!!” she cried out. Her limbs bounced up upon impact, then slumped right back down. Her battered body remained still, save for the raising and falling of her chest as she breathed. But the bomber couldn’t summon the strength to pick herself up again, or even try to crawl away again.

"Pway time is over, Ki-tan." Migiri said, her chirping voice holding a rather cruel undertone to it. "But, you were weawwy fun!" Some of Migiri's childish effervescence returned. Migiri clapped her hands and jumped up and down before she lifted up her boot and smashed it down into Kishima's chest.

"After this, there's just ooooone more thing left for us, Ki-tan!" Migiri said, grinning widely as the referee slid into position.

"ONE!"

The ring shook as Migiri jumped up and down, but still Kishima’s body remained motionless, even as the giant’s foot stomped down onto her chest. “Gah!” she gasped out while cringing in pain as the count started.

“TWO!”

The crowd was practically screaming for Kishima to force a shoulder up, and the bomber wanted nothing more than to comply. Being pinned under Migiri’s foot was hardly an image befitting of one of the Angel’s former world champions. But there simply wasn’t any strength left to keep fighting anymore...

"THREE!"

The referee was merciful with her count and turned to signal the timekeeper. Migiri pulled her boot off of the bomber as the crowd booed her. She hopped up and down next to Kishima and clapped her hands gleefully.

"Yay! Yay! Fun pway!' She chirped and then knelt down next to Kishima. She scooped the girl up into her arms and nuzzled her broken body affectionately. "Oh, Ki-tan! You're so much fun!" She said and began to plant childish kisses all along the girl's cheek.

"I had so much fun with you! I hope we can pway again!" She hugged Kishima against her and then paused. "Oh! but, There's something we HAVE to do now that pway time is over!" She leaned in. "Don't wowwy, it's just between us giwls!" She said and made a shhhhh noise with her purse lips.

She then heaved Kishima up and, while holding her close, carried her out of the ring and up the ramp towards the backstage area.