Shiho Funamizu Vs Himari Saito: The Blonde Brat Plays With Her Dexterous Doll!

As Himari rested agaisnt the bottom rope Shiho lumbered up from behind for some payback. After being choked herself the blonde likely wanted to show her cute opponent that it didn't feel to good. 

Just as she was starting to feel better Himari found her throat pressed against the taut rope. While Shiho maintained the pressure Himari would frantically flail her limbs about in a desperate bid to escape, but to no avail. The bad Blonde had all the leverage and Himari was quickly fading. 

With no ref to call for the rope break Shiho could choke out her irksome opponent right here and now if she pleased.

Shiho was trying to just crush Himari's whole body against the ropes, but it turned out that her throat was one part of the body which was getting shoved the hardest against the ropes, choking the weird little girl. Shiho felt a twinge of guilt, but she powered through it and kept the pressure on, letting Himari grow weaker and weaker as the lack of oxygen took its toll.

But then, a knockout was not going to win this match for her. For the blonde Sendai native to take this win, pins were required, and so, just before Himari lost consciousness, Shiho would sigh and pull her off of the ropes, tossing her down on her back on the slick, inflated surface! "Ugh...I guess it's time to take the first fall..." Shiho grunted, as she would drop down on Himari's belly, butt slapping into that taut tummy as she would then bring her upper body down to cover Himari's, hands pressing shoulders down against the ring surface!

Now...damn, it was a ten-count, wasn't it? "Oooone..." Shiho intoned slowly. "Twooooo..."

Just as Himari was going completely Limp and her eyes began sliding backwards into her skull Shiho relented; likely out of a sense of boredom rather than mercy. The Fierce blonde took the tiny limp girl and dragged her a few inches from the ropes.

After plopping her plump ass on Himaris taut untanned belly and pinning her hands to the rings slick surface the audience booed and chided the heelish blonde. This poor little sweet heart was obviously out for the count.

The first few seconds passed without resistance. Yet at the slow drawl of four Himaris eyes fluttered as she began to come too. "Huh... Wha- Himari is... Losing?"
The sweaty half unconscious girl began to gently squirm against Shihos sweat drenched hips. Her blond oppressor was too strong and the pin remained unbroken. Luckily for Himari her erratic squirming sent one of her feet under the bottom rope.

Though Shiho could easily ignore this the crowd of onlookers did not. "That's a rope break! Come on ya cheat!" In the end it was Shihos decision on which rules counted and which didn't.

Shiho rolled her eyes at the scattering of boos from the audience. Most of them had to be people who were just wandering by and didn't have any knowledge of who they were or what kind of fight they were having here. The remaining wrestlers who had still been on the beach when this started, Shiho was sure, saw things very differently than the dumbasses who were just out for some summer fun and stumbled upon it.

"Threeeeeeee...fooooooouuuur..." Shiho kind of regretted counting so slowly now. She would have been up at seven or eight by this point if she was just counting at a normal pace. "Five..." Himari was stirring, and it seemed like she was going to be awake again before Shiho finished the count. It was tempting to try to speed up, just slightly, to polish off this pin, but, before she even had a chance, Himari wiggled her way over to the ropes and got her foot up on top of the bottom one.

It took Shiho a second to realize she had done it, but, when she did, she was already starting to pull away from her opponent by the time someone in the crowd started screeching at her. She rolled her eyes, let out a massive "Uuuugh," and bounced up onto her feet, legs slipping slightly from the leftover oil, then finding balance.

"Come on, get over here..." she huffed, grabbing an arm and dragging Himari away from the ropes, back to the center of the ring, readying her for another hold!

Himari was dazed and confused after being checked out just moments ago. So when Shiho began dragging her by the arms she willing staggered to her feet.

Not even close to full strength, Himari would sway back and forth like a skinny tree in the wind, occasionally batting her eyes. Trusting her new "Friend" the naive cutie would yawn and ask: 
"Hmmm... I'm dizzy... Did I... Win the wrestling?... "

Shiho didn't expect Himari to hop up to her feet so quickly, and for an instant she flinched, letting go of her opponent, putting her arms up, expecting an attack. It wouldn't have been out of the question for a girl in Himari's position to fake her grogginess, after all. But after seeing her yawn and bat her eyes, swaying like a blade of grass in a typhoon, Shiho figured she didn't actually have that much to fear from the babbling little girl.

"Uh...no." Shiho figured she might as well respond, giving the girl a simple answer that even her half-asleep monkey brain could understand. "I'm winning. And I'm gonna hit you now."

Shiho would be true to her word, lunging forward, pulling an arm back, then throwing it forward to try to drive a punch into Himari's gut, hoping to hit her with all the force of an anime attack and send her flying across the ring!

Shihos blunt answer just didn't seem to register with the sleepy, air headed girl.  Instead of taking a defensive posture Himari would casually smack her lips and yawn once again.

Shihos fist would plunge deep into Himaris tender belly right in the middle of her yawn, knocking every bit of air out of her lungs. 
SMACK
This super powered punch would send the lightweight girl flying off her feet and landing on her back. Because the ring was built like a bouncy castle the convulsing jobber would flop and bounce around the a few times before landing in the center of the ring.

Himari would stay down this time, her limbs sprawled out, her chest rising and falling rapidly, and her eyes rolled back to their whites.

Shiho felt a twinge of regret as Himari went flopping wildly across the ring, bouncing off the ropes, landing in the middle of the inflatable, oil-slick surface and writhing there like a fish on land. Well, Shiho hadn't even wanted to do this in the first place, but Himari had begged her, pestered her until Shiho had given in and agreed to the match, out of the goodness of her heart.

She wasn't going to let this girl annoy her for any longer than she had to. She would get her two pins quickly and efficiently and then leave Himari to her own devices while she enjoyed the rest of her day at the beach.

Bounding over while the girl was still flat on her back, Shiho would through herself crosswise over Himari's body, pinning her with a cross-body pin, pressing both shoulders tightly to the yielding ring surface below them. "One." Shiho was not going to get playful with this count. It had to go on for way too long already. "Two. Three."

As Himari snored softly and dreamed of floating on clouds Shiho was atop her getting a very drawn out but easy Pinfall. The eager crowd took up the mantle of referee, loudly counting the pin for the bored blond. 

"Four... Five... Six..."
The crowds were growing in size and excitement, even jostling the bounce house of a ring. As the ring swayed the two girls greased up body's glided agisnt each other, back and forth... 

"Seven! ... Eight! ... Nine! ..."
Himari smacked her lips and yawned, awakening from her little nap. 

"Ten!!"


"Dangit!" Himari cursed. "Nice punch though... Do the high five?..." The sleepy girl raised her hand, hoping the irritated blonde would accept her olive branch. 

Shiho's ten-count, slow and steady, was soon taken up by the crowd, maintaining her pace but increasing the volume by several orders of magnitude. Shiho was, frankly, kind of startled that so many people had started to gather around the inflatable ring. She knew there had been a big event with lots of tall, pretty girls taking place here an hour or two earlier, but the crowd should have been long gone by now. And yet, the count was loud enough to almost strain her ears.

The ring wobbled as a couple of the larger girls put their arms on it, and Shiho nearly slid off of Himari, but managed to hang on tight, even as the girl woke up, and rode out the rest of the count before letting her slippery skin slide her right off to the side of her pale-haired foe. The girl seemed disappointed, but that was about the extent of it. She offered a high five. Shiho furrowed her brow and narrowed her eyes.

"Uuuuhhh..." Shiho drawled, trying to figure out why Himari was still trying to be so nice. Maybe she thought Shiho would let her guard down. Or maybe she was just that pathetic. "I...sure, whatever." She slapped Himari's hand, but didn't look too happy about it.

"Aren't you upset about getting destroyed like this?"