Verbal Submission Match: Kirika vs Yuri-chan

It was usually a surprise to others. Kirika’s breasts were fairly sizeable and honestly she didn’t feel behind of Yuri in that case. Of course that didn’t entirely help much when Yuri’s body weight was sinking into Kirika’s breasts. Her thoughts were mostly about a feeling of betrayal. She’d thought Yuri was such a sweet idol. It was like the crash of any other famous person except far worse since Yuri’s colours that she was starting to show were pretty darn bad.

Of course it only angered her further to see the face Yuri put on. Kirika on the other hand at least felt some satisfaction at shoving the idol away. The chip damage she’d been taking was still there, but at least she could enjoy shoving her off. It didn’t help when she started to act innocent. Something even Kirika knew was an act since that fall hadn’t been an accident and she was painting Kirika as the villain.

“It’s a sad day to realize truths like this...” The girl sighing to herself. She knew that putting faith in like that was dumb. And she knew that losing her cool wasn’t proper either. But she was still angry regardless. “Well however you want to play it, I’m still going to get that win!” At least her optimism wasn’t lost. The girl hopping to her feet. Her drive to win maybe fueled partially by anger, but at least she still wanted to win. The crowd effect was problematic, but all Kirika could do was be herself.

“Let’s get moving!” She powered herself forward even if her breasts were a bit sore. If playing nice was out then Kirika was going to get some hits in. Trying to head in with a curved angle of attack before seeking to give almost a chop across Yuri’s chest. Seeking some vengeance for what just happened!

Kirika's reaction to all that was happening took Yuri aback a little. Instead of protesting her innocence, Kirika seemed to bounce back like it was nothing, ignoring both her and the crowd and firing up her fighting spirit. She had unsettled Kirika a little bit, but not nearly enough it seemed. Not all of her opponents were going to be so easily broken.

Seeing Kirika getting back to her feet, Yuri pushed up from her knees and got to her feet as well. Kirika came at her quickly, the idol had no time to dodge. She quickly crossed her arms in front of her chest. Kirika's chop smacked into Yuri's forearms, pushing the idol's arms back into her chest. She let out a small cry of pain, taking several steps back as she got knocked off balance, but she remained on her feet.

"Getting serious huh?" Yuri said, her tone genuinely worried. Their exchange of moves convinced Yuri that overall Kirika was a superior fighter. She was a lot taller, had much longer reach, was stronger and faster. Yuri had only come on top through deception. Now that wasn't going to work.

But Yuri still had her devious mind. The idol ducked down low, attempting to lunge underneath Kirika's guard at the taller blonde's long legs, All she needed was to grab hold of one, Yuri's goal was to use her momentum afterwards to twist to the side, attempting to take Kirika back down onto the mats!

While Kirika had been shocked and hurt, she didn’t entirely base her existence on the audience. She knew one viewer was always on her side. With that support she could bounce back from a lot. Was she unbreakable? Of course not. She was just a bit more positive and naive than the average girl. Both someone that could be tricked, but someone that turned frustrating situations into aggressive actions. Besides, she wasn’t some great speech giver so talking her way out of things never occurred to her.

While she didn’t get a clean hit in, she did get a hit and the girl was smiling a bit. Kirika felt better just getting her body moving. “Ok. Things are all good.” The girl throwing in a trademark ‘dess’ in reflecting how much better she felt. She was simple that way. Still she did want a better hit in than that and looked poised to move in and close the distance. “Tricking people is not good Yuri-chan.” Still pretty upbeat despite being clearly upset about the deception still.

What she didn’t quite expect was Yuri making an aggressive move herself. On some level Kirika figures she was someone only able to talk her way out of things. While she tried to dodge she couldn’t quite avoid getting one leg grabbed. “Whoa!” She gasped and groaned as she toppled to the mat.

Still, she wasn’t quite done. Shaking her head a bit with a groan. Kirika turned and tried to deliver a kick with her free leg. Wanting to either make her pay for the fall or back off a bit.

With her successful takedown, Yuri held Kirika's leg firmly in HR grasp and was about to execute some kind of leg submission, but then Kirika's rapid response stopped her in her tracks. "Gah!" the idol gasped as Kirika's heel smashed into her chin, sending her reeling backwards. Yuri rolled away, putting some distance between her and Kirika, getting quickly up to her hands and knees.

"You're the one tricking me," Yuri said, keeping up the act, "I thought you were a nice person Kirika, but you're just a meanie as well."

The idol pushed up onto her knees. "No more holding back!" she declared. When she tried to get to her feet though, she swayed a little and fell back down to her knees, one hand holding her head. Had Kirika's kick done that much damage?

Of course it hadn't, as Yuri was just faking to draw Kirika in closer. If Kirika thought she was weak, then she wouldn't be as on guard, making it much easier for Yuri to find openings to exploit. So Yuri played dead, looking like her head hurt, waiting for the best moment to strike.

Of course Kirika had been worried about some kind of leg maneuver when she had hit the mat. Her other leg swinging to kick had been as much a counter attack as it had been just purely desperation to avoid a follow-up. She wasn't a bad wrestler after all. Maybe her most satisfying hit had nothing to do with cleverness since she did nail Yuri in the chin with that kick. The ironic thing for Kirika was that she had fully been anticipating enjoying Yuri in a different way with all the objects scattered around the ring. But, the only way she could approach this dangerous girl was physically. At least for now and until she could weaken her a bit.

Yuri's attempts to keep up the act did at least work to frustrate Kirika even more. "You are still playing like that?" Shaking her head as she definitely wanted to move along with the match to just avoid feeling bothered like this. The sweet tone she had really liked turning out to be nothing but trickery. "If you keep lying to everyone you'll really be left alone by the end." She grumbled and got herself ready to take things up a notch.

"Holding nothing back sounds good." She actually agreed on that one as she started to get herself back up. Not wanting to be on the mat if Yuri was going to try something. But even Kirika was surprised to see Yuri swaying and falling to her knees. Was her hit that good? Kirika couldn't exactly say it was entirely a fake. After all she had connected strong enough that it was reasonable. And she was the type to at least lean towards the more positive result. She didn't trust Yuri's words that much anymore. But actions? Well those were easier to sell and easier to be tricked by.

"Are you alright there?" Even Kirika couldn't help but wonder if she was in a bad spot. But trick or not...she had to approach her opponent didn't she? Besides from Kirika's point of view Yuri wasn't all that strong and could only win through pretending to be sweet. In that case then Kirika didn't have to worry. Just get over there and get a submission out of her. If she was feeling that bad then she wouldn't want to continue the match anyways. The girl attempting to swiftly move around and try to come in at Yuri from the side. Kirika reaching out for one of her arms, hoping to pull it behind her back and freeze her up a bit. At least if Kirika could restraint her arms behind her back and lock her down onto the mat she could then seek out a submission if her condition was poor. "Ok, no reason to keep going if you aren't feeling good."

Yuri thought her ruse worked, but she needed to be absolutely sure that Kirika had fallen for it. She waited until the absolute last moment, until Kirika was so close she couldn't possibly get away. The blonde was more careful, moving in from the side instead of rushing in from the front. Either way, it didn't matter to Yuri, who already had a plan in mind.

The second Kirika grabbed her arm, the idol sprung into action. "Got you," she said softly, her voice dripping with malicious intent. Yuri's free arm shot up, grabbing Kirika's wrist firmly, as the idol twisted her body to drag Kirika forwards off balance. But she wasn't really aiming to make her blonde opponent fall to the mat again. Yuri had a much more malicious attack in mind.

"Take this!" Yuri said, pushing up from one knee, swinging her other leg forward and aiming the point of her other knee right at Kirika's crotch. Yuri wasn't planning to hit Kirika between the legs, as that was too obvious. Rather, her knee would strike just above, crushing the top of Kirika's sex against her public bone, smashing in just above the blonde's clit. Thanks to their close quarters, Yuri figured that nobody in the crowd would be wise to the ruse she was pulling, to them it just looked like Yuri was kneeing Kirika in the stomach. That was what she was counting on, at least.

Kirika thought she was ready to take the match to the next step. Maybe she'd restraint Yuri for a bit. Then she could play around with her and steadily wear her out until she wanted to just quit the match. If she was dazed from that hit to the chin then all the easier. And she had gotten so close that even Kirika had to lower her guard just a bit. Who would stay that still while someone stronger got closer to them? Kirika had taken precautions or so she believed. Unfortunately they simply weren't thorough enough.

Heck, she got the first move in grabbing her arm and prepared to move it. "Eh!?" She gasped hearing that soft malicious voice that sent a shiver down her spine. What did she mean? Clearly Kirika had her...And yet the girl had no time to even ponder things since her own wrist was grabbed firmly and Yuri was moving with purpose compared to Kirika who while attempting to move was a step behind out of surprise.

Gasping a bit as she was yanked just a bit off-balance. She was able to keep on her feet, but not step away. Any hope to guard herself was at best only going to protect her sex. Never had Kirika expected what would happen. A loud cry erupted as she took the hit right against the pubic bone. Taking the hit right in her sex would have hurt like hell. But the precise strike hurt just as badly!

Getting hit in such a location made Kirika feel like her bones were on fire. Instinctively bending over and trying to shove away Yuri's knee to cradle the impact sight. Legs shaking as she nearly fell to her knees in an instant. "You....dirty..." She squeaked out in pain and shock. Definitely in a bad spot right then.

Yuri's mouth curled into the first obvious devious smile in the entire match. Seeing Kirika collapse in front of her brought no small amount of satisfaction to the idol. But just seeing Kirika in pain wasn't nearly enough. This was only the beginning of the torment that Yuri-chan had in mind after all. She hoped that now at least Kirika would be nice and tame, easy pickings for the rest of the devious idol's evil plans.

"Going down after just one knee? I thought you were stronger Kirika-chan," Yuri said softly, "Well, it's better for me if you just stay down." Yuri didn't bother trying to be cute now, the crowd was already on her side, and Kirika wouldn't be fooled anymore. No need to waste energy on acting.

Yuri grabbed Kirika by the back of her collar, pulling her back up to her feet, but not all the way up. Instead, she kept Kirika bent over, tucking her head underneath her armpit and locking in a tight side headlock. Yuri wasn't trying to score a submission though, even if her grip was tight. Instead, she held Kirika for a moment to secure her grip, and then dropped backwards, aiming to slam the blonde in a DDT!

There was naturally no idea in Kirika's mind about the depths of Yuri's plans or her intentions. The girl having her hands full just with the moment anyways. Getting hit in such a delicate zone send pain throbbing through her and she was going to feel that for quite a while. Her resolve was still strong at least and she didn't intend to just let some pain stop her or make her submit to this girl.

"You...agh...know what you did..." She gasped struggling to gather herself and out of frustration trying to will her body to get back into it. All the more so with hearing Yuri's real thoughts and seeing the guise of the cute idol being discarded. It was frustrating in another way to see people siding with this devious girl, but she had to focus on what she could do right now.

Groaning the girl was pulled up by her collar. Although part of her was fine with the idea of getting up so she could fight back. "What are you..." Kirika panting as she found her head tucked underneath that girl's armpit. Still, Kirika felt the tightening around her head painfully and squirmed in place. Not having time to do much, but giving a small shot to the stomach. Though that didn't completely stop the momentum of what she was doing. "No! Guh!" She cried out as Yuri fell backwards and Kirika's face slammed hard into the mat! Her body twitching from the impact as she was seeing stars.

The blonde effectively if only temporarily dazed from the impact. Definitely needing time to gather herself and figure out what was even going on. Though the pain in her groin area, head, and neck wasn't going to fade anytime soon.

Kirika still had some fight in her it seemed, giving Yuri a nasty body shot as the smaller girl pulled the tall blonde into the side headlock. That didn't so much hurt as make the idol more angry, which she took out on Kirika by dropping her in that DDT with extreme prejudice. She made sure Kirika hit the mat hard, leveraging all her weight as well to smash Kirika down with a loud thud.

Though that last hit was quite satisfying, Yuri knew better than to think that it was enough to take Kirika out. The blonde's boundless energy made it clear to the idol that wearing her down required a lot more work, and she also knew her own hits weren't that punishing due to her smaller size. But with Kirika facedown and stunned, it was the perfect opportunity to start torturing the girl with some submissions.

Yuri sat down on the small of Kirika's back. Licking her lips in anticipation, she leaned down and grabbed Kirika's arms, pulling them up to hook them above each one of her knees. Then Yuri reached down and cupped Kirika's chin under her hands. "I do know what I did, and I am a dirty fighter," Yuri freely admitted, though her voice was soft so only Kirika could hear, "But that's why I'm here, because the crowd wants to see evil girls like me beat up good girls like you."

"So let's give this crowd a good show!" she said, her voice rising in volume and pitch as she leaned back, pulling Kirika up into a painful camel clutch!