Yuto vs Lady Auphemia - Gauntlet(?) Match

"T-that's what you think...!" Yuto replied, looking more and more embarrassed as Auphemia kept teasing him.

He decided that he finally had enough and dashed off the ropes, aiming to lunge towards his opponent, or at least making it looked like he's going to do that. Once he's close enough, the boy would attempt to slip behind the woman instead, his intention was to slip his arms under Auphemia's and catch her in a Full Nelson hold!

“Oh Yuto, you’re spirited I’ll give you that.” She’d say before she tossed his shirts out of the ring, getting into her stance as he approached. While it seemed initially that she was going to let him go for his move, she waited until he made his attempt to go around her to swing her breasts down at him, attempting to stun him.

If the first breast strike landed, she’d begin another combo of her unique wrestling style, landing several swings against his cute face before attempting to end it with a booby-uppercut, showing an impressive speed so that she’d then be behind him and swing her chest down on his face, aiminging to knock him down hard onto the canvas.

Yuto's eyes widened as Auphemia made a sudden turn, smacking her large boobs on his face again. "Auugh...?!" the hit managed to daze him, which allowed the woman to perform a series of hit as a continuation of the first strike, her tits battering the poor, surprised boy! "Nnggh! Gah...! Mmpph...!"

The uppercut that finished the combo knocked him backwards just like a real punch, and then Yuto felt another blow on his face as Auphemia got behind him and swung her chest down to send him to the floor. "Gwaah...!" He almost felt like he's blacking out from the booby strikes as he's lying sprawled on the mats, eyes blinking, his visions blurry for a bit, his breathing heavy. His body felt heavy as if he's just received multiple strikes from a pro boxer or something.

"W-wha... what... j-just... h-happened..."

“I gave you a good taste of my own form of martial arts that I created.” She’d say, smiling as she looked down to the boy and slowly walked around his downed form. “It’s called Big Tiddy Martial Arts, a name very fitting if I’d say so myself. It’s rather effective at both delivering heavy blows and embarrassing opponents, making it very difficult to fight against.”

She’d then stop as she reached his legs, smirking as she got back down. “Oh but what am I saying, I think you’re fully aware now of what it does. And now that you’re nice and disoriented, I can get back to work on this.” Auphemia would then once again trap his cock between her massive breasts, pleasuring him again now that he was recovering from her breast hit combo.

"B-big t-tiddy..." Yuto remained dazed, but he also looked quite flustered hearing Auphemia's explanation. He thought she was just messing around with him this whole match, even if it's been pretty successful, but it turned out that's just how the woman fight. To think he'd be defeated with just a pair of boobs! His face reddening from embarrassment. The fight against Resa now seemed nothing compared to this.

"O-ooh...!" as he felt Auphemia's tits wrapped around his crotch, he moaned immediately. His underwear barely offered any protection against those lovely pair of the woman, and his member soon formed a visible bulge yet again. "N-no... ooh..."

This time, he didn't really have the strength in him to even try moving away from her.

“You’re saying no, but down here sings quite the different tone.” Auphemia would tease, her breasts periodically rubbing all the way up from his member to his stomach before going back, making sure the erection he was growing had plenty of pleasure to work off of. “Reject it all you want, it’s obvious what you really want in the end.”

After a bit of her constant rubbing, Auphemia would change up the pattern and instead focused on squeezing his cock between her hearty breasts. Every few seconds she would squeeze his member between them, keeping the pressure for a few extra seconds before stopping, only to repeat the pattern. Her style was clearly meant to dismantle her opponents through patterns, but reading such an erotic move wouldn’t serve much as his condition wouldn’t allow a counter.

"N-no... aaah... T-this is j-just... a n-natural r-reaction d-damnit...!" Yuto tried to argue with Auphemia even though his head was still buzzing a bit from all the beating he just took. Somewhat fortunately, being hit by breasts apparently didn't leave him too dazed as fists would. However, at the moment his body was still unable to move around too much, partly because the woman was holding him down... and grinding her magnificent breasts all over his fully erected manhood.

"H-haa..." whenever Auphemia squeezed her chest, he could feel his dick pulsating as if its trying to resist the pressure from those tits. He couldn't help but to keep watching the woman working on his arousal, even somewhat falling into some sort of trance just from looking at the breasts movement and pattern. His strength might have returned little by little, but his mind now clearly has wandered away from the match. "G-gawd... s-so g-goood... uuhh..."

Auphemia wouldn’t respond as she heard his moaning, instead she’d begin to work over his erection more and more, smiling the whole time she did. The pressure of her breasts squeezing together would only increase as time went, where as the time between each squeeze would decrease. She was set on making him climax, and his aroused mind was now letting it happen right before his eyes.

When she would feel him on the verge of climaxing, she would preform one last, incredibly long squeeze, testing to see how much of a disastrous climax she could force out of the boy as she could. And when the fruits of her labor had been picked, the busty wrestler would climb up Yuto’s body, her breasts hovering over his face as she teasing let him know where he was going next.

With his defiance had been corroded, it was only a matter of time until Yuto was brought over the peak of ecstasy. "H-haaa... oohh... ooohh...!" he moaned as he reached his climax, his cock spurted inside his underwear to produce a visible, rather large dark spots of stain. The pressure from Auphemia's tits felt like it's squeezing all his juices out, draining the strength that just came back a while ago. "Nngghh..."

His expression turned a little silly afterwards, barely realizing what Auphemia was going to do as the woman climbed on him, lining up those huge breasts right over his face. With no strength or will to fight back at the moment, it looked like she'd be able to have her way with him without too much problem.

“Oh, we’re all going to have so much fun with you.” Auphemia would tease before laying down, engulfing his face between her massive bosom and beginning to smother him out. To some, it may serve as a means to further pacify him. However to Auphemia, the knockout of the boy would rather serve a different purpose.

But before that could come, she had to make sure he was completely passed out. So after keeping the smother up for awhile, she’d sit the two up, keeping an arm around his head to further push his face between her boobs while the other held onto one of his hands, occasionally testing to see if he was still responsive.