A second generation wrestling match. Takeuchi vs Haynes

The wrestling prince toyed with his opponent as he shook Priscilla in his grip. Her hair swaying around with sweat flying off her hair and body as he kept squeezing her harder and harder. He taunted her even more as he felt she was on the brink of submitting verbally and mentally. However, she let out a loud roar in defiance and refused to give up, making the prince grow impatient and frustrated.

He felt her squirm against him, her breasts pushed up against his own chest as their young bodies were really grinding against each other. It was a weird predicament against a male and a female but the wrestling prince had to remember this was his family rival, woman or not.

Her head soon backed up and Daisuke thought she was out but soon her head flung towards him to strike his forehead in a headbutt.

"AAAHHHHH"he cried out as he was forced to let her go, he staggered back while massaging his forehead as his world was rocked with that headbutt.

The headbutt did wonder, but it also hurt Priscilla's head. Still, it worked as Daisuke finally let go of her. "Guh!!" Almost buckling after being released, Priscilla grunted and maintained her ground, keeping herself upright despite her throbbing head. She felt like seeing two or three Daisukes, and if such a thing was true, then Daisuke(s) would become even more obnoxious, and such a thought made her head hurt even more.

Still, now that she got a chance to retaliate, Priscilla would plant a foot on the mat, seeing that Daisuke was in no shape to fight back considering that he was still reeling from the headbutt, before she attempted to deliver a spinning heel kick aimed to the side of Daisuke's head, hoping to bring him down onto the mat with the kick. Still, such an attack would make Priscilla lose her balance, and as a result, she would fall down onto the mat as well even if the kick connected.

With Daisuke feeling victory was near, he was almost preparing his victory celebrations. However, her head flung towards his own and struck his skull hard to make him let her go as he staggered backwards, he was seeing stars now as he was backing up step by step.

He shook his head and as soon as he was about to clear his mind up, he saw a boot right infront of his face as that long foot smacked right under his chin for a spinning heel kick.

*THAWK* A loud sound echoed around the ring as Priscilla connected with that and both wrestlers went down and out!

While it's true that Priscilla also fell after delivering the kick, at the very least she was still in a better condition compared to her opponent, Daisuke. After seeing Daisuke falling onto the mat alongside her, Priscilla would immediately push herself up before moving herself towards her opponent, putting herself over him as she reached out to grab one of his legs.

Now, instead of pressing her breasts against his torso, Priscilla decided to show her indignation to Daisuke over all his taunts earlier by pressing her ample bosoms against his face while pulling up one of his legs, lifting it off the mat in an attempt to do a pinfall. As long as his shoulders were touching the mat, it would still count as a pinfall attempt.

Seeing this, the ref would come and start counting for the pinfall, slapping the mat with her palm.

"ONE!!!"

Both wrestler's fell down on their back, however Priscilla was the one in better condition as she soon crawled towards the prince while he was down and out on his back. He let out a couple of moans and groans as sweat glistened off his body from under the ring lights.

He felt his legs being grabbed as his opponent hooked it up before leaning forward and shoving her breasts into his face as she went for a humiliating pin against the prince. "MMmfhh!" he mumbled as he felt her soft, sweaty breasts clad in her one piece press against his face to cut off his breath slightly.

"Thr-" as soon as the referee was about to count to three, the prince kicked out and brought his shoulder up but remained under the mighty Haynes. "Urgh...*huff*cough*huff*.....Y-your breasts!"

Priscilla clicked her tongue when Daisuke managed to kick out right before the ref got to count up to three. She would keep her breasts pressed against Daisuke's face for a few more seconds before finally removing them from him. "Hmm? What about them?" Priscilla asked, feigning innocence. "Don't you like them? Especially after you keep emphasizing me being a woman..." She would remain next to Daisuke before she held both her hands together, raising them up before swinging them down, hitting right into Daisuke's abs with a Double Axe Handle.

"You keep insulting my skills as a wrestler, you keep questioning my worth as a Haynes, you continue looking down on me just because I'm a woman," Priscilla said with barely restrained anger before she lifted both her hands to deliver another Double Axe Handle into his gut. "Do you think I'm going to let you continue insulting me? I don't think so, trash," she growled, wanting to brutalize Daisuke's stomach with continuous strikes.

Daisuke JUST managed to kick out before the count of three but the kickout wasn't as forecefull as it was previously. He stayed under Priscilla, his chest rising up and down as attempted to catch his breath but her breasts were getting in the way as she had them pressed right against his face, smothering him slightly with them somewhat. "Mngh Y-you....." he would glare at her as she raised her breasts off him but chose to remain next to him.

Priscilla began to lecture the prince as he was still down on his back, right next to her. His chiselled sweaty on display as he watched Priscilla raise her hand and then bring it down in a double axle handle to his abs "GAAHHHH!!" he cried out as he rose up off the mat a bit before back down.

A second double axle handle further knocked the wind out of the prince as Priscilla was now targeting his gut as Daisuke was now really on the back foot of this cross family wrestling match between 2nd generation wrestler. He still lay under her, abs soften up and breath taken away.

Priscilla would let loose another Double Axe Handle into Daisuke's abs, which was the third one before finally stopping. Frankly, that punishment was hardly enough, but she knew that she needed to prove her point to Daisuke by showing her what a female wrestler could do. He kept insulting her for being a woman, and she wanted to show him how wrong he was in his assessment.

Now finished with the Double Axe Handle, Priscilla would roll Daisuke over to his belly before she went to position herself behind him in order to put him into an STF, or stepover toehold facelock, in which Priscilla would grab one of Daisuke's legs and place his ankle between her thighs. Then, she would lie on top of Daisuke's back, pressing her bountiful breasts against it as she would lock her arms around his head before pulling back, attempting to stretch Daisuke's back, neck and knee.

"How does this feel, hmm? It's better for you to tap out," Priscilla purred, pulling back in order to apply more pressure in the STF. "Or you can apologize and tell who's the better wrestler. Yes, do that," she said as she couldn't help but grin, hoping to make him beg to be let out of the hold and admit that Priscilla was the better wrestler among them two.

The two had been going at it hard from the start of the match, with Daisuke down on his back next to Priscilla, the female wrestler kept pounding on his abs to knock the wind out him and keep him down in a breathless state. One last shot to his abs left him really down and out as he huffed and puffed before easily rolled over onto his belly as he was not in a position to resist her shove.

Soon he felt his legs being trapped in between Priscilla's thigh before her soft breasts pressed up against his back. Then finally her arms went around his face to pull his head back as she trapped him in a STF.

"AAHHHHHHHH NOOOOOO" he yelled in pain as he shook his head, his body really felt like it was on fire due to the fatigue and heat he was feeling from the match, sweat dripping down his body onto the mat as he wriggled about in the hold, his arms moving up around her wrists as he tried to pry her hands off his face. He felt he wasn't getting anywhere with that, so his hands went up from her hands to her shoulders to find her face, where he would try a sneaky eye-rake!

Daisuke's scream was like a music to Priscilla's ears as she tightened her hold and applied more pressure in the STF. "Now, now... you can't just waste your breath screaming like that if you can just tell me who the better wrestler is," she cooed, making sure to rub her soft, pillowy breasts against his back as she continued applying pressure in her submission hold. Then, Daisuke went to attempt to pry her arms off his head, though she just tightened the hold even more, refusing to break it.

Then, Daisuke stopped his effort, and Priscilla thought that he was giving up. "Hmm? You're stopping now? You better-hrrghh!!" Before she could finish her sentence, Daisuke moved his hands to her face and did an eye-rake on her. It caught her off-guard, causing her to yell out in pain and release her hold before she rolled away from Daisuke, holding her face. It stung quite badly after getting her eyes raked by her cheating opponent.

"Nngghhh... y-you dirty cheater...!!" Priscilla hissed in pain, pressing her hands where her eyes were in order to soothe the pain, leaving her vulnerable and unprepared to Daisuke's attacks.