Chelsea vs Michiko Debut match

She really hated letting Michiko get away with that, she should have nicked her chances of escaping immediately but she assumed she had her beat and ignored them. Now she was likely going through some trouble paying for them.

Chelsea was still tending to her injured head when Michiko ran at her and jumped in the air droppin her knees on her belly. "Uuuufff!" Chelsea moaned as her body jumped up in reaction to the blow before she fell back down, coughing and groaning in pain.

Despite her pain, Michiko had to smile. "Not so fun when it's on your end, is it?" She had the advantage. She just needed to find a way to close the match out while that redhead was still reeling! She felt a good measure of pleasure from knocking the wind out of her opponent, and she thought maybe she could continue to work over that body part. She would attempt to pull Chelsea up to her feet and, if successful, she'd try to lock on the Octopus Hold to really stretch out her abs. It had to work! And the closer that Michi got to a win, the better mood she started to get in!

"Uuggh..don't worry I'll..pay you back soon enough." Chelsea coughed out to show that she was not done no matter what she pulled from here, though she'd much rather be the one on top in this situation.

Michiko grabbed her and pulled her in and before Chelsea could stop her she was hooked in an octopus hold. "Rrrgh!" Chelsea grunts as her body, particularly her abs are stretched out as far as Michiko pleases.

Michiko started to laugh when she put Chelsea in the hold. She seemed so happy now that she had the advantage. "Pay back? Who said I'm going to give you a chance to give me some pay back?!" It was a crazy contrast in Michi's attitude from winning and losing. She couldn't be happier right now as she cranked the hold on even more. Michiko then proceeded to slap Chelsea on the abdomen hard. And then another. And another. And another, the noise echoing in the arena. "You can submit, you know! ...Really, you can submit." Regardless of how happy she was in control, all she really wanted was for Chelsea to submit to her and end the match once and for all.

Chelsea struggled against the hold pulling away hard. "Who...said I was asking you for permission?" Chelsea spoke as she started to rise up in the hold before Michiko slapped her stomach, the redhead groaned before taking a few more chops to her belly that halted her escape.

"I could, or I could do this!" Suddenly Chelsea bridged to her side looking to fight her way so Michiko's back was on the mat for a pin while she reached out and tied to hook her head and legs as hard as she could to keep Michiko down.

Michiko looked confident all until the moment that Chelsea opened her mouth again. Michiko was trapped under her opponent with her leg awkwardly placed around Chelsea's head. And then she heard what she hated most:

"One!"

"Noooooo!" screamed out Michi melodramatically as she began to buck and kick her legs and body as much as she could. Chelsea had her pinned down!

"Two!"

"Nonononono!" she exclaimed once more before finally dislodging her body from Chelsea's and awkwardly got her shoulder up, limbs sprawled out messily as she took a deep breath. "Whew..." Michiko decided to take in the moment where she narrowly escaped losing.

She smiled at Michiko's smugness being quickly replaced with panic as the situation dawned on her, she would have liked to have gotten her pinned there and shut her up for good but the blonde proved quick enough to pull away and escape.

The redhead got to her feet slowly and moved over to get back on her opponent and push her to her stomach, "Let's see how you lik getting stretched out." Chelsea said as she grabbed one of her legs and pulled it up in a single Boston crab, pulling the leg as far back as it would go.

Just as Michiko went to stand, she felt a shove as she went to her stomach. The blonde went wide-eyed in panic and tried to scramble away, but Chelsea got her leg held. And then Michiko noticed what was happening. Chelsea sat back in a single leg Boston Crab and Michiko moaned out in pain as she clutched at she tried vainly to reach back. "Kyaaaaaah! Stop!" For most girls, this might be total agony. For Michiko, it wasn't nearly as bad. Even as Chelsea forced Michiko's leg all the way back close enough that it almost touched her head, Michiko happened to be very flexible. After a lifetime of gymnastics, Michi was naturally extremely flexible and had managed to be able to tough it out.

It didn't mean that it didn't hurt though as she yelled out, trying to escape the hold but utterly failing to.

This girl was flexible, that much was obvious, maybe a fellow former cheerleader or a gymnast. Either way Chelsea wasn't going to get much damage here unless she changed up her tactics a little.

"Not bad but take it from me, everyone has their limit, let's find yours." Chelsea said, letting go of her leg with one arm and using it to grab her head and pull it up as well in sync with her leg, looking to bend the girl in half if possible.

"Y-you stop! I need to wiii-AIIIIIE!" Michiko let out a loud shriek as she was being bent even further. She was flexible, but even this was starting to become ridiculous. Chelsea had taken her head and yanked it back so now effectively, Michiko's foot was touching her head. Michi's body looked impressive in that form, forming a perfect circle with her body, even though her body quivered in agony. "Stoooooop!" whined out the blonde before moaning all over again in absolutely pain. She wasn't often bent like this, but it was truly testing her willpower now in order to not tap out! But she couldn't lose! She refused to lose! And she thought there was no worse pain than this that Chelsea could possibly force her into that could make her give the match away to her!

At least she hoped so.