Fright Fight - Heather Sunderland Vs. Janet Wiles

Heather grunt and groaned as she fought through t heir stalemate before attempting that turning into her favor. She smirked a little as it seemed like it was working, fully expecting Janet to go plummeting to the mat on her front. If this happened, Heather could get right to work and focus on taking it to the grounded girl--but before she could even think of following that up--she watched to see Janet roll almost immediately.

"Kuh!" Heather clicked her tongue, gritting her teeth as Janet seemed to escape what Heather was planning, Heather trying her best to quickly brace herself. Instead though, Heather saw Janet heading straight towards her right after her roll. Her body jerked a bit as the girl slammed into her, feeling those arms around her legs--causing her to be tackled right onto her back. Her body jolted from the impact, Heather wincing a bit as she shook her head.

Heather had managed to get the better of Janet and toss the brunette angel down onto the canvas, but going low seemed to work out for the heavenly being in the long run, as she would immediately turn and throw her whole weight into Heather's lower legs. That was enough to bring Heather crashing down onto her back, shaking the ring on impact, and apparently leaving the wicked little demon somewhat stunned!

"Ha!" Janet would laugh, as she would quickly move to try to get on top of Heather. Oh, it was so very tempting to just squat down on her roommate's face, to press her ass or pussy into Heather's face and go for a smother and a victory in this first fall right then...but Janet knew Heather wasn't ready yet. And so, Janet would try to go for something else. Lifting an elbow up, Janet would then try to drop it down into Heather's belly, hoping that an elbow drop to that abdomen would force the air out of Heather's lungs and make her a bit easier to deal with!

Heather groaned out a little, shaking her head slightly as she squirmed on the mat. The tackle definitely caught her off guard and knocked the air out of her a little--impact on the mat rattling her body a bit. She grit her teeth, knowing this definitely wasn't a good position for her--especially against someone like Janet. She needed to just--crawl away to get some space or something, her heart pounding in her chest already.

She gulped slightly--feeling Janet suddenly move into action. Her eyes widened as she tried to brace herself, holding for the impact of the girl's elbow that slammed down into her gut. "Guhaahg!! D-damnit!!" She yelled out as her body jerked again, rolling onto her side to hold her gut as she coughed out a couple times.

After slamming her elbow into Heather's gut, Janet knew that she had a really wonderful chance to take control of this fight. Her purple-haired demonic roommate was down on her side, coughing and hacking and trying to get some air back into her lungs after it was all forced out by Janet's tackle and elbow. Janet still felt like it was a little early for a smother, but she did need to get three of them in order to win the match. If she had an opportunity, she had to seize it. If she was going to win, taking some risks was a necessity!

"Alright, you pesky little demon, let me show you what a couple of gifts from heaven can do for your tortured soul..." Janet would intone, before she grabbed at Heather and tried to force her to roll back over onto her back. Once that had been accomplished, Janet would grab for Heather's wrists, trying to use her own hands to pin them to either side of the other girl's head on the canvas. And then, Janet would try to throw herself down on top of Heather, laying body to body, their smooth, bare bellies rubbing against each other, panty-clad crotches bumping, as the Lakota angel tried to scoot upward and plant her luscious breasts right on top of Heather's face!

Heather took deep breaths in and out as that elbow did quite the good job in driving the air out of her. It left her quickly gasping and trying to take in all that she could, her legs kicking just slightly as she knew that at the moment this was the perfect time for Janet to get something good in. She was desperately trying to move herself away and readjust herself--but before she knew it, Janet had rolled her right over onto her back.

She yelped out as the girl grabbed her wrists, pinning them down before getting atop her--feeling her breasts smoosh into her face firmly. "M-mmpnh!!" Heather let out a loud muffled yell, her eyes widening as she squirmed and writhed around. Her face was burning a full red at the feeling of her body pressed completely against her own--those soft breasts covering her face. She had one idea and she was going to run with it. She was sure it would confuse Janet, but Heather had a gameplan in mind. Knowing how much a smother hold could take out of her--having three to deal with--Heather quickly almost just a couple seconds in tapped out, knowing the girl would have to release her right away and she'd get a chance to stand up.

Janet's heavenly orbs descended over Heather's face, and the Lakota angel wiggled to make sure that her roommate's face was nice and snug, nestled deep in her cleavage! She giggled as she would then lean forward and let her whole weight press down on Heather, really warming the demon girl up and cutting off any possibility of air reaching her lungs. Janet was ready to keep on trash talking her friend, and, boy, did she have some good angelic one-liners prepared...

...and then Heather just had to go and ruin the ride by submitting!

At first, Janet didn't even think that the tapping on her arm was a submission. But it only took her a second to realize what Heather was doing. Janet furrowed her brow and, hesitantly, lifted her boobs up from Heather's face, as the referee counted the fall and the crowd made confused noises. Janet stayed on top of Heather for a while, letting her breathe, but looking at the purple-haired girl quizzically. "Are you...sure you meant to do that?" she would ask. "Is that really all it takes to defeat the forces of evil?"

Heather took a few deep breaths as Janet lifted her breasts off her face. She was down one fall now--but Heather didn't feel like she suffered one. She was still quite fresh and didn't expend much energy in forcing her way out of a hold like that. She was still fully ready to go and the confusion from both Janet and the crowd just added to her situation. She was snickering in her mind, seeing the perfect chance to turn this right around on Janet.

Heather just let out a long breath at Janet's question, looking like she was just going to avert her gaze and say nothing before suddenly she pushed her arms up with a jolt-like move. She was aiming to catch Janet off guard as much as she possibly could in her confused state, a wide grin immediately forming on her face, pleased in how things would maybe turn around for her right away. She was trying to push at Janet, trying to suddenly jolt her to the side and flip the positions entirely, aiming to get on top of her and pin her wrists down.

Janet expected an answer from her roommate. As flustered as Heather usually got in situations like this, it was bizarre that all she gave the Lakota angel was a long, almost trilling breath, keeping her gaze averted from Janet's. Maybe it had been unintentional—an accident? Or was she embarrassed by the fact that she had run out of breath so quickly?

She certainly didn't look like she was out of breath. It didn't seem as though the fall had affected Heather at all. And was the corner of her mouth turning upwards, just slightly—in something that could almost be a smirk?

Slowly, it was dawning on Janet that her roommate had prepared for this match in ways that she could not have anticipated. Heather hadn't let herself be smothered, but as soon as Janet managed to gain the advantage and lock Heather into the hold, the little purple-haired devil didn't struggle to try to break it. By tapping out within three seconds of being trapped inside Janet's sweet cleavage, Heather was still completely fresh! And now, she could get up on her feet and fight again. Janet would slowly let go of Heather's arms and pull upward...

...only for Heather to forego the opportunity to get up entirely, grabbing Janet and shoving her over, rolling on top! The Lakota gasped as her angel's wings hit the canvas and her wrists were pinned down by that sinister grinning devil! "H-hey! That's not fair at all!" she would growl, her face growing red as she found herself in quite the predicament! "Ugh! Leave it to a devil to pull a terrible little trick like that!"

Heather's grin was plastered on her face as she yanked and turned with her, ending up atop Janet now--the positions totally switched. She was feeling the rush again, having turned the match to her favor, immediately moving to take advantage of it. "If you can't keep up with those tricks, then it's clear the advantage hell has over heaven" She said, licking her lips slightly as she moved up t he girl.

She wasted no time in taking advantage of their position, aiming to get Janet's arms underneath her knees, trying to pin her down that way. She made to force her down fully, aiming to trap the girl beneath her as she pushed her hips forward. She attempted to plant her crotch firmly against Janet's face, aiming to weaken the girl and turn it to her favor fully with a frontal facesit smother hold, snickering a little at it.

"Hmph. Heaven doesn't need dirty tricks to prove its superiority over Hell, and I'll prove my superiority over you even if you stoop to such nasty mmmmmggh." Before she could finish that taunt, that confident declaration, the angel's mouth and nose were buried underneath her evil opponent's lower body, as Heather decided to go for her own first fall right on the heels of Janet taking the lead, choosing to use her crotch and ass as her weapon where Janet had initially favored her tits.

Heather's black cotton-clad crotch pushed against her nose, while her cute panty-clad booty nearly came up onto Janet's mouth as Heather climbed onto her face. The purple-haired devil's knees came up and covered over Janet's arms, preventing her from moving the upper parts of those limbs. She was not in a good position at all.

The thought of submitting the way Heather had came to mind, and it was sorely tempting. She could save herself much trouble and keep plenty of oxygen in her lungs. But then, a thought occurred to Janet. Heather's idea had been to keep them on a level playing field by not suffering negative physical consequences by losing the fall.

So why couldn't Janet keep them on a level playing field in another way? Bring Heather down with her? Tire her out, and maybe, if she was lucky, escape before being forced to submit. At the very least, make sure Heather had no advantage even if she did even up the fight.

And so Janet would open her mouth wide, tilting her head upwards. She would try to steal a breath with her nose. But even if she couldn't, her mouth would be busy...pressing onto the crotch of Heather's panties, sucking on them to create a vacuum, her tongue sliding forward to wet the fabric and tease the crotch underneath! "Mmmmnn..."