Eiruferu/Auphemia VS Ryu/Ataru - Winners take a prisoner! (complete)

Intercepted by Auphemia's heavy breasts-hook, Ryu had another, unequivocal sample of their softness and power as he was deflected by his original path with humiliating ease... by a woman's bosom! Of course, Auphemia's was not just a woman's bosom, as the dragonboy learned on his skin, being pushed into the corner by a couple more of boob-bumps, having him slump along the corner in a daze.
"uuunnhh...d-dammit.... ", he would groan, stretching his arms forward meekly as if trying to still stand up, knowing that Ataru would be in big troubles if he couldn't escape from that corner.

And, Ataru was in big troubles indeed. Big and soft squishy troubles, namely Eiruferu's large breasts, that were cushioning and wobbling around his head ever more, along with Eiruferu's relentless camel clutch.
Ataru's martial arts trained body proved itself quite flexible as he groaned in flustered pain, arching back along with the queen's hand pulling under his chin... But, such flexibility had its embarrassing drawbacks to itself, soon leading his face to be almost nestled between Eiruferu's cushioning boobs as he had to look up, meeting the teasing smile of Eiruferu that, he silently had to admit with a very embarrassed blush of his face, was uncomfortably attractive!

"N-nyann.... I won't..nnghh give upp..nfhh..", he groaned, trying to stay a brave little soldier in spite of his clearly desperate predicament.

Seeing Ryu’s dazed state, Auphemia would smile in satisfaction, having him now trapped to where he would be powerless to stop him. “You know, the sad part of this is that you yourself got you in this situation.” Auphemia would say, preforming a solid boob uppercut on the boy.

“If you didn’t rush in, you might have had more time to recover.” She’d say before the climbing the first set of ropes, now putting her higher than Ryu. And of course with the height advantage, she’d put it to good use as she wrapped her arms around Ryu’s head and pulled him deep into her enormous bosom, starting a breastsmother on the fiery redhead.

Meanwhile Ataru was not doing much better, as Eiruferu put his flexibility to the limit with her camel clutch. And of course she was loving keeping him in her grasp so easily despite his earlier conviction. Not to mention his embarrassed face as he was almost completely entrapped by her breasts.

“What’s the matter Ataru-kun?” The busty queen would ask, bringing her teasing honorific game once again. “You’re going to have to try harder if you want to escape.” She’d say, keeping her clutch up for several more seconds to rub in the situation. But after that she’d decide to mix things up again, and release his chin while remaining seated on top of him.

Ryu felt the ringing bells echoeing in his dazed mind as Auphemia tamed him with another bosomy uppercut, arising a burst of cheerful roars and laughters from the crowd as they loved to see both the busty ladies having one supposingly strong male contender ina tight... and yet somewhat soft, bouncy spot 0///0.

"U-Unnghhh...!!! Fuuuu @//@ S-Stop talking like... you had me defeated alrea-mnghff?? Mnnffhhh o///o". Ryu would still try to play hard to get, but Auphemia had ways to put her fussy little boy to sleep, so to speak, as she proved by wrapping her arms around the boy's head and teasing him with a beaming smile from her upper stance, before she would just lovingly bring his cute flustered face into the smothering, encompassing embrace of her enormous breasts.

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Meanwhile, Eiruferu was unfazed but definitely amused by Ataru's stubborn yet so adorably futile efforts to fight her, which was clear when the busty queen decided to release his chin and letting the poor boy collapse face first onto one of her thighs, matter of factly interrupting her owh camel clutch. Letting Ataru catch some much needed breathing as she used this time to playfully taunt about his predicament, playing mind games with the cute little boy like she had with Ryu as she mockingly encouraged him into fighting back.

Of course, the voluptuous queen was still seated onto his slim body with all her curvy womanly weight, her feet at each side of him as, in cue with her teasings, Ataru would start to pump his tired muscles, trying to get up in spite of Eiruferu weighting him down, like the little soldier that he was, which brought him to an amusing stance on all four first, arising merry laughters from the crowd as he looked like a cute little pony trying to support the curvy weight of his beautiful queen.

"Unghhhf... d-don't worry Eiruferu san... t-try harder is my second...unghf...name...". Despite his weary state and the humiliating laughters, Ataru would not give up his admirable intent of valiantly standing up, with Eiruferu basically wrapped around him from the back.

In his naive optimistic mind, his plan was to fully stand up, then backpedaling into the nearest corner where he could, hopefully, slam Eiruferu back first.
Though, with Eiruferu's legs still nestled around his waist and her arms free to put him into more holds, Ataru's plan appeared to be quite far from being realizable.

“Well I’ll tell you this.” Auphemia would giggle as she kept his face nice and trapped between her large bosom. “If I were a guy with his face currently shoved into his opponent’s breasts, I certainly wouldn’t be thinking that as a victory. At least, not from a fighting stand point.”

After her comment was made, Auphemia would then add onto the smother by shaking her shoulders, adding on a busty pummeling while his face was nice and smothered in her bosom. While it was still early in the match, the position of the boy certainly didn’t bode any hopeful signs of a comeback.

And at the same time, Eiruferu watched amusingly as Ataru was attempting to push himself up, struggling as his exhausted muscles fought against her weight. And when he was able to get to his hands and knees, the Queen would smile in satisfaction, loving the sight of a boy struggling to get up.

“Well if that’s what you say, then let’s get a little more serious.” Taking his little comment as a challenge, the busty Queen would wrap her arms and legs around his torso and neck, starting a bodyscissors, sleeperhold combination on him, pressing her curves down on him to push him back down onto the canvas.

Ryu could certainly not reply at Auphemia's giggling taunts with twice more than a faceful of smothering breasts pressing around and engulfing his face.
And even if he could, he'd have better spared his breathing because that warm, milky-perfumed softness had conformed perfectly around his face, making his situation dire as Auphemia's cleavag turned ever more into a hot, wet aritight seal for his poor flustered face, with each of his failed attempts at breathing.

As he meekly tried to push off, Auphemia easily overpwered his puny little defiance by adding a stunning "milkshaker" effect to her hold, pummeling and rolling Ryu's face around her massive melons until the poor boy was dizzy and tamed in a smothered boob-drunk state inthere.
"B-Blubblubblurrbb...nbbrbb...mff... @///@"

At the other end of the ring, Eiruferu looked very enterteined by the cute little efforts of Ataru. The handsome little boy was trying so hard to stay in the match... and the busty queen wass seemingly very happy to let him try and fail, each time making him all hers with a sensually dominant hold that would drain his strenght and crush his spirit.

And, it was the case of her next maneuver, as Ataru's admirable groaning and sweating to stand up were just leisurely overwhelmed by Eiruferu's curves and hefty limbs wrapping around his diminutive form, bringing him back down into a bodyscissors + sleeperhold combo as her womanly muscles pulsated rhythmically around him, like a sexy anaconda girl taking all her time to sensually squeeeeeze her little male prisoner into suffocated submission.

"N-noo...I don't want..nghffhhh nghfff..nghfff...... 0///0". Slow and sensuous, Eiruferu was wrapping herself tight around her cute little prey, and there was nothing that he could do. Nothing but gasping and squirming desperately, just the way she liked.

“There we go, nice and docile for me to play with.” Auphemia would say as she felt Ryu’s struggles become tame and weak, leaving himself completely vulnerable to be her plaything for as long as he remained that. And she would start that by first stepping down from the ropes, however keeping him nice and tight in her cleavage.

Moving him down to the canvas, Auphemia would then lay him down with her on top, his face still firmly between her enormous bosom. And while she may not be shaking him up with her famous breast pummeling, she was certainly going to make sure he had a nice KO between her funbags.

And as for Ataru, his wasn’t quite as pleasant while Eiruferu was choking him out, the good of his end coming from the busty Queen pressing her voluptuous breasts down against his back as he slowly and surely was succumbing to her tight hold. And as he was losing his light, her smile brightened.

“Do Not think this will be the end.” Eiruferu promised, her lovely lips right next to Ataru’s ear as she noticed his growing weakness. “We have an entire hour with you boys, and we’ll be sure that by the end of this you’ll never think an encounter with us will mean victory. And then we’ll get to play with which ever one of you we want after.” And with her final word said, the busty Queen would leave a single lick on Ataru’s ear, promising what was to come in the boys’ future for the match.

Ryu could feel his consciousness slowly slipping away, absorbed into Auphemia's bosom as she gently praised him for succumbing like a good little boy inbetween her pummeling and smothering watermelons. Not that he had a choice anyway..
With the handsome redhead turned into her cute sleepy baby, it was now time to tucker little Ryu out in a more gentle, but not less effective breastsmother pin. Laid down on his back, Ryu was now floating in smothered bliss, his tired mind like feeling like wrapped up in pink cotton candy while Auphemia's breasts provided the loveliest pillows for his nap. His consiousness gently spiraling into darkness. "M-Mnnffhhh.... @///@"

Speaking of imminent naptimes, Ataru's predicament was not better in the slightest. Except for, Eiruferu in no hurry to put him to sleep, enjoying too much her way to sensually drain his resistance and willpwer, tightening her legs and her arms around him in almost gentle pulsations, savoring his cute despair as Ataru's adorable defiance was slowly suffocated in her sultry feminine coils.

"N-nhhggh.... but..ghhffh...". Squeezed by her thighs while her sleeperhold limited the blood flow to his brain, making him so nice and drowzy for her to tease and gently lick, Poor Ataru shivered in aroused distress, having not enough air supply to protest against her nefarious plans, and much less to fight it.

Indeed, Eiruferu seemed to love having the cute little soldier trying so hard but being so helpless to resist, slowly succumbing to her soporific embrace. And if she had a liking for Ataru in her own dominant way, that was probably not good news for him!

It was not appearing well for the boys as both were verging in the realm of passing out. And with the rules of the match set the way they were, they would suffer a 2-0 disadvantage as they were both near knockout! But as the two busty women looked to each other, that almost seemed to have been the plan thus far. Having their fun picking the boys off and starting the match in such a way that would demonstrate how the rest of the match would go.

And determined they were, as Auphemia made sure Ryu was as tightly held in her bosom as possible while Eiruferu was now putting total pressure on Ataru, both aiming to now KO their respected opponents to “officially” kick off the now set team match. And as they did, Sejna was waiting to count the knockouts, finding it unnecessary to stop the technical violation since the boys had technically started it.

She saw it as just another addition to account for, and certainly her bias towards her boss was shown. But to be perfectly honest, there was little doubt that the crowd would mind such a change in the rules. It left for much, much more fun and excitement between the two teams.

Before long, Auphemia would be rewarded by the cute, muffled sound of the once-defiant Ryu snoozing within her motherly bosom. A gentle sound, and a pleasurable that the busty lady was very used to, but that appeared to never get old for her, judging fron the beatific smile spreading on her beautiful face.

As in cue, Eiruferu had started to constrict poor Ataru tighter into her bodyscissor-sleeperhold combo, almost immediately subdoing and suffocating him to sleep as Ataru let out the sweetest faint sigh, going limp in her lullaby-embrace. With her face brought so close to his due to the tightening sleeper, Eiruferu could also enjoy the cute reddish ball of blush on Ataru's slumbering cheeks as he drifted into unconsciusness, entrusting himself to her lethal cuddle.

Against their will best judgements, both the succumbing Toranami boys had started to grow a cute, well visible tent in their stretchy pants. It was a natural reaction that would be expected when performing erotic smothering on two young healty boys... but that didn't make it less humiliating for them... While making Auphemia and Eiruferu's triumph the sweetest.

2-0 Would be displayed on the scoreboard, the women’s first two points officialese at the cost of the boys’ consciousness. And of course, the fact the two of them being unconscious would not be the stop of their fun, as Auphemia could feel Ryu’s boyhood against her while Eiruferu had no doubt that Ataru had pitched his own tent from being underneath her.

And so once the two women released the boy’s from their defeated holds, they wouldn’t waste time getting to work. Deciding that it was just for the better now to avoid dancing around the fun parts, the women instantly stripped the boy’s of their clothing, throwing them off in order to prevent them from attempting to cover up later in the match.

With the two unconscious cousins now ripe for picking, the busty wrestlers would then set up their own little games for each boy in their possession. First, Auphemia would drag Ryu over to a corner and set him up in a tree of woe, making sure he was nice and secure before beginning her fun. “Time to wake up, little dragon~” She’d teasingly say before entrapping his boyhood with her bosom, preforming a paizuri to awaken the redhead.

At the same time, Eiruferu had dragged Ataru to the opposite corner of the ring and sat him against the turnbuckle. Mounting herself on Ataru’s waist, Eiruferu would smirk in satisfaction at his unconscious expression before starting her own move on the boy. “Let me show you the same game I showed Andy-kun.” She’d say, beginning to grind against his boyhood, waiting for him to awake with her bosom hovering right in front of his face.

And like that, the two boys were put in their first true erotic holds. And if the audience knew these women well, they would certainly be far from the last ones.