Miyake vs Sasha: Small match. Big debut

Miyake finally got Sasha to forfeit her grip and let go of the purple haired girl, allowed her to flop down onto the mat front-first. The fact that she had managed to escape one of wrestling most notoriously difficult holds was a wonder in and of itself. A few more seconds of that and Miyake most certainly would have had to tap, or worse yet, suffer a pretty nasty injury right at the start of her career, assuming Sasha didn't let her go that was.

Miyake didn't have too much time to congratulate herself however, as she only had a few short seconds before Sasha would most likely come to her senses. She quickly rolled onto her back, still positioned underneath her towering opponent.

She had noticed Sasha's reaction after having hit her breast. Another well placed strike there could certainly expand upon Miyake's advantage. She quickly pulled her right leg back until knee was above her body and her leg parallel to her torso. With lightning speed she extended her leg out and aimed her foot directly upwards towards Sasha, hoping to kick her in the same breast as before!

If that worked, Miyake would scramble to her feet at quickly as she could, ready to capitalize on her now stunned foe.

The tides were finally turning, and Miyake was all for it. The kick connected with even more success than she anticipated, sending the much larger wrestler stumbling back and falling onto the canvas. She wore a pained expression on her face while clutching her chest, further signaling that Miyake seemed to be doing at least some damage.

She sprang up to her feet and made a mad dash to the ropes opposite her opponent. She was determined to execute what she had planned next before Sasha had time to recover from her battered chest. Spring off the ropes, Miyake would come rebounding back in Sasha's direction with impressive speed before leaping into the air feet first. Mid-air, Miyake primed her elbow off to the side, aiming to execute a running elbow drop aimed directly for Sasha's torso upon impact.

If the move connected, Miyake would then transition herself so that she was sitting upright next to Sasha's downed form. Assuming she was still to stunned to adequately defend herself, Miyake would then place one arm around Sasha's head before following through with her other arm on the opposite side. She would then clamp both her arms together around Sasha's head, squeezing with as much force as she could muster in an Anaconda vice-grip!

The lingering sensations of her searing back at the hands of Sasha's camel clutch were still fresh in Miyake's mind; transgressions she wasn't planning on forgetting anytime soon. In fact, what better way to reciprocate her gratitude than giving Sasha a little a treatment of her own? And that was exactly what the anaconda vice was meant to do, apply enough pressure and contortion to the Hawaiian's upper neck that the wrestler would think twice before trying to something like that again on Miyake.

"Not.. so fun... now.. is it... big girl?" Miyake muttered the taunt through exasperated breath, using all her energy to clamp down on Sasha's resisting body as much as possible. Her opponent was mounting quite the resistance however, pushing against Miyake's face with her gargantuan hand in an effort to make her let go. Miyake wouldn't budge though, stick locking in the hold despite having her head pushed back now several inches.

Sasha decided to switch tactics however, instead opting for a clean punch aimed directly at the Violet's head. Too focused on securing the hold, Miyake completely missed the incoming blow, allowing for Sasha's fist to collide with Miyake's face sending her stumbling back and breaking the hold. She let out a low grumble, more so annoyed than significantly injured. She shook her head a few times before elevating herself to a standing position, determined to continued the offensive while she still could.

Miyake would once again make her way to the ropes opposite Sasha, this time positioning herself against the turnbuckle. Assuming she was still too stunned to get up, Miyake would then make another sprint for Sasha, hoping to reach her just as she was trying to get up and then try to deliver a massive punt kick aimed right at her face! However, if Sasha was up by the time Miyake was at the turnbuckle, Miyake would still perform the sprint before leaping into the air and attempting to deliver a running drop kick aimed at Sasha's stomach!

Sasha's pained expression painted a clear picture of Miyake's impressive comeback thus far in the match. After taking a bit of a thrashing herself, she seemed able to dish it it out in equal parts onto her giant foe. She let out a slight smirk accompanied with a sarcastic shrug as she heard Sasha's complaint about her choice of attacks.

Miyake couldn't really help it per-se. She struck wherever there was an opening and wherever there was a weakness, and for Sasha, that spot just so happened to be in a rather delicate spot. Again. And again.

Sasha already looked exhausted, panting heavily from the moves the violet-haired rookie had been pulling of so far. Miyake tilted her head a little bit as she made her way to the ropes, observing her winded foe. She couldn't help but think Sasha looked kind of cute all tied up like that, an annoyed expression adoring her face and glistening sweat covering her body. An idea popped into Miyake's head not too long after.

Miyake slowly transitioned into a slight jog as she continued to approach her opponent before changing into an all out sprint for the last few seconds. Miyake would make it look like she was going in for a punch aimed yet again at Sasha's chest before bringing her forearm up at the last second and smashing it against Sasha's neck. If Sasha had fallen for the bluff, Miyake would keep her arm pressed against Sasha's neck while sandwiching the women between herself and the ropes, all while steadily applying pressure in a forearm throat choke.

"You're right, the kicks were getting a little old. How about a little something else instead?"

If the choke prevented Sasha from mounting a sizeable resistance, the violet-haired girl would then use her free hand to slowly creep along Sasha chest, before firmly grasping one of the girl's breast above her sports bra and massaging the giant's impressive bust. She hadn't forgotten what the rules of the match entailed, and if Miyake could manage to keep Sash for long enough, then it would be the perfect time to finally indulge herself.

It seems the bait and switch move worked out exactly as Miyake had planned. Sasha reacted as quickly as she could, and if Miyake had indeed been aiming for a punch to the stomach, there was a good chance Sasha would've been able to block or counter it. But she wasn't. Instead she found her arm pressed tightly against Sasha's throat, both surprising and stunning the the large woman.

With Sasha now firmly where she wanted her, Miyake was now free to do as she pleased. She grabbed a handful of Sasha's breast, massaging the tender bust while periodically squeezing the breast overtop her shirt in-between her fingers. She glanced up to notice her taken aback although still blushing, indicating that the move was as enticing as it was unexpected.

Miyake ignored Sasha's demands for an explanation, instead to deciding to press the advantage while she still could. She pressed even harder with her forearm against Sasha's throat, trying to dissuade the giantess from attempting to mount a counter or defense. If the girl still remained secure, Miyake would then use her free hand to sneak beneath Sasha's shirt and finally grasp the prize underneath.

Miyake would increase the pace of her groping, squeezing the orbs in a manner that was as tormenting as it was stimulating. She even began tracing her fingers over Sasha's nipple, moving in slow circular motions around it before giving them the same squeezing treatment as the rest of Sasha's breast.

"You seem to be enjoying it big girl... unless you'd rather me go back to the kicks." Miyake taunted. She slightly reeled back her right knee, hoping to add a little bark to her bite as she balanced on one leg. While the gesture was more so meant as an intimidation tactic, Miyake was fully prepared to deliver on an upper knee to the crotch if Sasha put up to much of a fight.