Verbal Submission Match: Kirika vs Yuri-chan

It was a conflicting situation for Kirika right now. After all being wrapped up in those large and sexy breasts was just so pleasant in some ways. Feeling them wrapping around her face made her feel as if she was in a world of breasts. The sweet smell clung to her in that moment. But of course there was the very real problem of it being a smother and not being able to take in any air! The instinctive panic was unavoidable as a living creature. Even if logically Kirika shouldn't have to worry about completely passing out since she couldn't lose a verbal submissive match in that way. But still...it was very much a mixed bag.

The mixed feelings continued to build up as she heard that small moan upon her hand reaching up and under that short skirt. Flipping it up a bit as her hand worked over and groped that ass. Reflecting her amped up emotions through how she squeezed, rubbed, and caressed that cute ass. Yuri's sweet voice clinging to her mind as those breasts continued to be rubbed all over her. Her hips bucking insinctively harder when Yuri leaned forward and pulled Kirika even deeper. The world of breasts her face was wrapped up in getting more intense! Only able to see the darkness right now.

Having this shorter and yet so utterly attractive girl clinging tightly to her was arousing. The risk and danger of it only amplifying that and powering her body's desire for...something to happen. Firming her lower body's position against the mat while she bucked with more intensity as she had to hold her breath like this. Feeling those sweet hands gripping her head and hair. A firm twitch could be felt from her whole body as her hair was being pulled a little. Not so hard that she was sure Yuri intended for her to feel some pain, but hard enough that she did have that pain mixing in with the intoxicating pleasure of being wrapped in Yuri's tits.

Her bucking freezing for a second from Yuri's sweet words. Almost for a second switching to a humping kind of motion. Was she serious about not being so gentle for long? Was Yuri just messing around? Kirika wasn't sure. Thinking wasn't always easy for Kirika and thinking while oxygen deprived was even harder.

"MMMPHHH!" Muffled words leaking out into Yuri's breasts. The position was both pleasurable and somewhat frightening. As time was going on Kirika could feel her solid reserves of air running lower and more panic would settle in. Either she'd free herself or she'd run out of ability to try to do so. Both hands were adjusted to move up and under that skirt. One giving Yuri a light smack on the ass. And then both grabbing to use as leverage to try and lift her up. Combined with her bucking reflecting a desperation for air! If she didn't do something she'd pass out within this girl's sweet breasts and while pleasurable in some ways...it would be utterly embarrassing if she did.

Yuri felt her opponent tense underneath her due to her threat. That made the idol's mouth curl into a devious smile. She was already starting to get into her opponent's head, unbalancing her and throwing her off her game. Though Kirika was a lot taller and bigger than she was, Yuri knew that her psychological manipulation was going to give her the edge. This was the first step to making Kirika a compliant submissive to Yuri's will, after all.

Yuri felt both of Kirika's hands grab her ass as she bucked upwards again. This time the idol didn't try to hold on, instead using the momentum from Kirika's hip thrust to roll forwards, planting her hands and rolling off of Kirika in a somersault, landing deftly on her feet. The idol quickly spun around and got up, smoothing out her skirt so her panties weren't showing before settling into a fighting stance.

"You finally threw me off Kirika-chan!" Yuri said, her voice becoming bright and cute again, "Good job!" She smiled, trying to keep up the cute act to hopefully fool Kirika. She made it look like she was playing fair by letting Kirika get up to her feet, wary that if she tried anything sneaky Kirika might catch on.

Of course Kirika was very much wrapped up in her own situation right then. Her world for that moment in time was just this former idol's breasts. It was going to be rather hard to not get distracted by them going forward in the match. Since they did quite literally steal her breath away. Even though Kirika had many advantages she wasn't able to use them in this position and was going to be thrown a bit off her game going forward even if she could buck off this girl.

What did surprise Kirika of course was that her efforts worked better than she had expected. It had felt like bucking this girl off would be a massive undertaking. Instead she effectively let go and rolled away.

"Gahhhhhh! Ha...ha..." Kirika gasping hard as she finally could breathe again! Her own tits heaving and her face bright red as she worked to regain her lost air. Of course she was red from the smother...but also for a variety of reasons. Hearing that bright and cute voice again made her wonder if the darker tone she had picked up earlier was a mistake coming from being smothered. She just wasn't sure.

Slowly the girl got back off her back and a bit shakily to her feet. Still breathing hard, but slowly gathering herself. "Thanks..." She replied trying to restore her positive energies. After all, Kirika was fine. Although she wasn't eager to charge at Yuri-chan again. Instead, taking some time to both consider her next move and what Yuri might try. After all...she did still have range and height as an advantage here. "Good job there Yuri-chan. You can cling tight to people." Trying to get back to being upbeat now.

"I only cling tight to the people I like!" Yuri replied. She did like Kirika, though definitely not for the same reasons that the blonde probably thought of. Yuri was already thinking of all the fun things she could do to Kirika during this match to make her give, as well as all the fun things she would do to break her completely. Her smile widened and took on a slightly more malisiouc air, before she snapped it back. Now wasn't the time to reveal any of her intentions.

Considering Kirika had a range and height advantage, Yuri knew that strikes weren't going to work. Grappling suited her better anyways. The idol began moving forward with arms raised, palms open to challenge Kirika to lock up.

"So Kirika-chan, care for test of strength?" Yuri asked innocently, offering up her hands to lock up with Kirika. The idol knew with her opponent's larger size, she appeared to be at a huge disadvantage. But Yuri also knew that she was surprisingly strong for someone her size, and that if things got hairy she had a secret weapon she could use that was perfect for this kind of challenge. She wondered what Kirika's expression would be once she really started flexing her incredibly powerful grip.

Of course Kirika couldn't help but read into Yuri's words what she wanted to. Already blushing so at least she didn't have to worry about that obvious tell of her words having an impact. "Hehe, well thanks Yuri-chan. Even though I plan on having you submit, I'm glad to hear that." In part Kirika just trying to remind herself that she wanted to win this match and what the goal was. Not simply about getting to enjoy Yuri's breasts. Yuri's smile started out sweet. There was something strange that Kirika saw mixed in as time went on and she was curious about that. But it was gone almost as fast as she saw it so it wasn't something to dwell on.

It would have been smart for Kirika to just race in there and start swinging. After all she had the height and range. Still, when Yuri threw down the challenge of a test of strength...how could the girl refuse? She would have looked silly to back away from someone smaller than her anyways.

"Fine. Just don't be too surprised." She joked and moved in for the lock up. This time holding hands with the cute idol and putting some fair amount of strength into it to start. Thinking she could at least use her height advantage and push downward against Yuri. Her eyes did open a bit wider as she didn't immediately overwhelm Yuri. She was a fair degree stronger than expected. Still, the girl had her pride and after that smother she didn't want to back down. Kirika firming her stance and pushing harder. Not wanting to let Yuri have the edge here!

All she could do for the time being was keep up her efforts. Ideally she'd love to push Yuri closer to the suspicious edge of the ring and ropes. But, she'd at least settle with not being pushed back herself.

As Kirika locked up, Yuri braced herself to resist the larger blonde's powerful pushes. The blonde used her height advantage and pushed down, making Yuri grit her teeth as she struggled against the obviously girl. Or at least, that was what Yuri wanted Kirika to see. The idol was certainly being pressured, though not so much that she was anywhere near her limit. She gave up ground though slowly, allowing Kirika to start pushing her backwards and downwards, making it seem like Kirika was overwhelming her.

"Ahaa~ this is a bit unfair don't you think Kirika-chan?" Yuri complained cutely, "I mean, you're so much taller than me, so you've got gravity on your side to push me down!" The idol's legs seemed to give out as Yuri fell to one knee.

"... Just kidding!" Yuri said, her eyes flashing with malice for a moment as she looked up, her gritted teeth turning into a wild grin. No doubt Kirika was well and truly sucked in to the cute helpless act Yuri was putting up. Now was the time to strike! The idol's hands suddenly clamped down hard, her fingertips digging into the back of Kirika's hands as she forced the blonde's fingers backwards painfully. But that was just the beginning of Yuri's attack. The idol then rolled backwards, pulling Kirika forwards while planting one foot onto the blonde's belly. With a big heave and a push from her leg, Yuri would flip Kirika head over heels, aiming to slam her back into the mat in a well-executed monkey flip!

Kirika of course was making a good effort and wanted to put some pressure on her opponent. And it appeared to be working just fine. At least it felt that way to her. The more advantage she appeared to have the more she tried to maintain it. Mentally it was hard to push more than she felt she needed to. And while she didn’t necessarily want Yuri to break on her, it looked like Kirika could finally make her bend a bit.

“Well, don’t worry Yuri-chan. I won’t take it further than I need to.” Feeling a bit bad of course when hearing that cute complaint from her opponent. “Well...you did want to go this way.” She joked a bit, though maybe not pushing as hard as she possibly could. Just hard as she thought she needed to. With Yuri falling to a knee this looked pretty perfect.

“Eh?” Kirika gasped cutely in confusion at Yuri’s words and changing tone. Beyond that thing, there was that smile. Something about that wild grin that made her heart skip a beat and surprise hit her eyes. Nothing compared though to what happened next! “Ow!” She groaned feeing the digging in from those nails and her fingers bending. The surprise so strong she couldn’t immediately react to this. And before she could even process that much, Kirika was flipping over and gasping as she slammed back first into the mat. “Wha...” She panted as some wind was knocked out from the impact.

Shock hitting her, but Kirika’s body instinctively squirming and knowing she had to move. Trying to slip away from Yuri while her mind was racing in confusion. What was going on?

After executing her monkey flip perfectly, Yuri spent a moment to take a deep breath, before quickly flipping over and pushing up to her feet. Kirika looked rather stunned by the sudden reversal, or perhaps it was the sudden change in Yuri's attitude that shocked her. Either way she was on the mat on her back, easy pickings for the devious idol.

Yuri didn't want to just give up the ruse though. It was always more fun for her when she could mess around with her opponent's head. She gave Kirika a flash of her true nature on purpose, just to see the pretty blonde squirm in confusion. Now it was time to don the cutesy mask again and mess around with Kirika even more.

"Ara~, seems like I got you pretty good Kirika-chan," Yuri said, switching effortlessly back into her idol persona, "Are you OK? Sorry about that sneak attack, I had to do it otherwise you were going to overpower me!"

Yuri extended a hand downwards, looking like she was going to help Kirika up. "Here, to make up for that move!" she said with a bright smile. This was one of her favorite ruses, should Kirika grab her hand to get up, instead Yuri would fall down, making it look like Kirika was the one who was doing a sneak attack! But of course Yuri was the one purposefully falling with the aim of dropping her elbows across Kirika's budding bosom, crushing both her tits underneath the two sharp points!

Kirika was definitely stunned in a variety of ways. She was of course warned to take things more seriously and not to take everything at face value. But she couldn’t help herself in that sense. She was just a bit naive naturally and the blonde struggled against such deceptions. It didn’t help her situation that the slam did leave her gasping a bit and groaning from the impact. Needing a few moments to gather herself. Not being sure about Yuri’s nature made it all the harder to respond. She did know of course that she couldn’t rest forever if her opponent was serious.

Thus she was left all the more confused when Yuri approached back in a cheerful state. “You...but...” her head spinning a bit. If she wasn’t honest would she really just go back into that guise? Maybe, maybe not. Kirika wasn’t sure, but her reasoning sounded solid and sensible. Making it harder to distrust it.

“Well...that’s true. But I’m not sure deception is needed in a good match.” She grumbled knowing she’d feel that way whether she was being honest or not.

Seeing the hand left her unsure. It could be a fake. But at the same time Yuri didn’t do anything during the handshake so maybe it was fine? That smile though...Kirika groaned. “Well might as well.” Thinking she could afford to trust her one more time. So she reached out. “Eh? Fuck!” She gasped first in surprise as Yuri dropped as she reached out, and then god...she felt those elbows driving down hard onto her decently sized breasts! The girl’s legs smacking against the mat in shock, pain, and maybe some twisted pleasure. “What the heck!?” She cried out before trying to shove the fallen girl off her sensitive breasts.

"Success!" Yuri thought as she felt her elbows sinking into Kirika's chest. She was surprised, the blonde's breasts were actually quite large and pillowy as well, though her loose-fitting top hid them well. It made the devious idol lick her lips in anticipation of how she would dominate and humiliate this girl.

And of course, Kirika was furious after that assault. This was the first really big hit either of them had landed in this match, so it was quite easy for Kirika to shove Yuri off of her. The idol rolled quickly, putting distance between them. Her face put on the perfect cute and angry pout to counter Kirika's justified righteous rage.

"You pulled me down!" Yuri shot back, "Were you trying to attack me? It's your fault your own sneak attack failed!"

Yuri sat up to her knees, raising a finger and pointing it at Kirika. "I thought you were better than this Kirika-chan," Yuri said, her tone sounding like a disappointed mother, "Well, whatever. I did do something earlier, let's just call us even then!"

Inside, Yuri was grinning. This was perfect, no matter what Kirika did in response, she had already won. By speaking first, the crowd was now primed to believe her, no matter what Kirika said. And her magnanimous attitude afterwards would win over their hearts. "Oh this will be fun!" the devious idol thought.