Misty Starlight (D) vs. Belinda Northman

Misty managed to thump Belinda backwards into a corner with her own body but the blonde Swede stubbornly kept her arms around the Texan's midsection, maintaining the body snuggness between the two.

Misty felt Belinda's arms detach and then glide up either side of her body, trying to hook around under her armpits and up around the back of her head into the full nelson in what would be a very close fitting and restrictive move.

"Nnh.. not so fast.." Misty grunt out as she grasped a hand at the ropes as her arms were lifted, trying to buy herself a little time as well as get her some leverage as she rolled her hips forwards and then tried to rock them back fiercely... Aimming to ram her butt cheeks backwards straight into Belinda's stomach to hopefully wind and prevent the submission move she was trying to lock her in

Belinda had Misty locked in tight, as her generous rack pressed against the back of Misty Starlight, the young Northman would quickly start to put strain on Misty, as much as she could in the Full Nelson hold, looking to cause that neck to strain and the chin of the fellow blond to press against her own chest.

As she was about to kick out of the corner though and force Misty out to the center of the ring before the referee would come in and tell her to break the hold, cause of their position to the ropes. It looked as if Misty had other plans though, as she would push her lower body forward and then suddenly rocket her hips backwards.

Slamming her rear into the abs of Belinda Northman, causing the blond to gasp out as air shot out of her mouth. Her hold would loosen up by the first butt bump, and then after the second it would be lost, her arms leaving Misty's neck and arms as they would move down to hold her own stomach as she was left coughing and leaning against the corner.

Misty let out a deep breath of relief as Belinda's hands slipped away from the back of her head, elevating the pressure that was started to mount up in the back of her neck from the full nelson.

"Ah might suppose y'could say: ah got myselfs an ass that jus'don't quit." Misty breathed out teasingly. Instead of taking a step forwards away from the Swede, Misty leaned her shortish curvy body against her opponent to keep Belinda trapped in the corner while she turned around to face her... The Texan's butt cheek gently scraped against Belinda's crotch as it slipped out and the back that had been flattening Belinda's breasts was soon replace by the gentle nudge of Misty's own breasts pushing in up against the underside of The Shooting Star's rack.

Right from the start of this match up their bodies had been pressed up against one another in close quarters and it didn't seem like it was about to end now as Misty slipped her arms in under Belinda's armpit and wrapped her forearms around the blonde's back. Breathing warmly against Belinda's cheek and the corner of her lips Misty took a couple of steps back, now trying to pull her opponent out of the corner a bit so that she could start applying a standing bear hug squeeze

Belinda felt how Misty's butt scraped against her crotch as the fellow blond turned around, then their generous breasts would push against one another as Misty brought her arms up around her back and started to squeeze, hugging their fit bodies together.

The Swede groaned as she was pulled out of the corner with Misty hugging her tightly for that standing bearhug, Belinda groaned out as she brought her hands up to the woman's shoulders, trying to push and force Misty Starlight away from her, though she quickly found that to be problematic.

Instead she would groan, as she would try and wrap her own arms around Misty's body, looking to return the painful squeezing with a bearhug of her own!

Misty hauled Belinda out closer to the center of the ring, her arms constricting around the blonde Swede's body as she wrung in with the bear hug. But while the Starlight was busy squeezing in on her opponet's body, Belinda had set about wrapping her own arms around the debutant and now started to put on a little squeeze herself

"nnh..." Misty let out a soft warm mouthful of air against the corner of Belinda's mouth as instantly the space between their bodies was fractionalized further. It probably wasn't a great idea for Misty to have gone for this kind of manuever when her upper body strength wasn't her greatest asset... But now it seemed like she was stuck in a squeezing test of strength whether she wanted that or not. Misty's breasts tried to shuffle out of position in the close space but was lodged firmly up against the Shooting Star's own rack, not going anywhere... Puffing a few pants through pursed lips and blowing some of Belinda's hair out of her face as she tried to tense her body to withstand Belinda's bear hug

Belinda and Misty were locked in a close and tight bearhug, as their generous racks were being mushroomed against one another, the two blonds huffing out how breaths of air against one another as the Swede would squeeze tighter and tighter.

She felt how Misty was trying to shift in her grip, little by little, but there wasn't much room for that with how close they were, their frames practically trying to flatten one another. Belinda would groan out against Misty as she would seek to lean backwards a little, trying to lift Misty up off of her feet and keep her hug going. Trying to out do the debutant in this hugging contest of strength that they had ended up in!

Misty clenched her red fingerless gloved hands behind Belinda's back, fingers clenching into the material of Belinda's turquoise and white jacket... The Texan's lips were parted cutely and she was panting quite openly now against the corner of Belinda's mouth as she took the Swede's squeeze and kept on squeezing back.

Soon enough Belinda tried to garner herself more of an advantage in the bear hug contest by leaning backwards and lifting the smaller wrestler up off her feet. Misty blinked with surprise as the angle and elivation of their bodies shifted. Her large breasts that had become lodged against the underside of Belinda's breasts seemed to find it quite a difficult obstacle to over come, naturally pushing up against Belinda's rack from underneath as Misty's body was lifted upwards... Misty nipples had started to stiffen a little underneath her custom, poking through the thin material and dragging two parellel lines up over Belinda's boobs as they finally overrode the Swede's, popping up and coming to rest nestled over the top of the other's bust

"ouwf..!" Misty woofed out in response to the sensation

Belinda started to lean backwards and in a few moments she was able to lift Misty Starlight off of her feet and feel how the generous breasts of the fellow blond slide up and over her breasts, resting on top of the mound of the Swede's impressive rack. Belinda would smirk a little, her chin would rest down against Misty's generous cleavage.

Feeling Misty's hands grab at her white and blue jacket. Belinda would walk a few steps forward to the center of the ring, carrying the newcomer. She'd soon enough start to shake Misty slowly from left to right, trying to bring about enough pain and discomfort in the hold to force Misty to abandon her own bearhug.

Misty bent her knees, her thighs drapped over the outsides of Belinda's thighs and her ankles dangling down around the back of the Swede's calf muscles. Her body has started to gain a light sheen of perspiration thanks to the persistent hot body contact with her opponent as they strained and exerted themselves to try and get control of the situation. It seemed that Misty was losing this particular contest and that was further reinforced as she removed her arms from around Belinda's back to instead grip clutchingly at her opponent's shoulder, panting now into the side of her forehead inbetween grimances and clenching of her teeth in pain.

She felt Belinda place her chin at the base of her cleavage and it quickly became apparent that she'd have to try something otherwise Belinda could settle in this tight squeeze for the long haul. Moving one hand from Belinda's shoulder, Misty hooked her forearm around the back of Belinda's head in order to force her face to slip downwards... The arm was cupping Belinda face first directly against the Texan's breasts, Misty's other arm coming soon afterwards to join the first as she hugged now around Belinda's head instead of body.. Trying to smother her opponent and cut off her air in the hopes that that might eventually persuade her to let go the hug

Belinda had the bearhug battle won, hugging the newcomer tighter and tighter with each passing second and pushing their frames together, now that she had set those breasts of the American up on top of her own mounds. She would tighten her arms, holding Misty up off of her feet.

The breath coming out of her nostril would whisk against that rack of Misty, as she would squeeze those ribs and that body. The tight frames of the two young women grinding against one another. Though it would seem as if Misty Starlight had other plans. As her arms started to wrap around around her head and force that face downwards.

Her face was placed in against the cleavage of the newcomer, who started to lock in a breast smother. It didn't take long before Belinda was forced to let out a muffled groan against those tits. She shook her head a little, inadvertently motorboating Misty Starlight's rack. The young Swede would continue for now, keeping her squeezing going....but as she started to release her leg for air wasn't a good thing....Belinda would have to try something to free herself.

Aiming to throw herself to the side, spinning around as she would aim to slam Misty back first into the canvas and try and hit her with a belly to belly suplex! Breaking her own bearhug, but hopefully putting a stop to the smother as well.