Himiko vs Dallas - Flashing Longstars

Right now Himiko could only lay on the mat with dizziness took over her head, for long enough for Dallas to do whatever she was planning to do... "Ahh! Hey!" Himiko would soon wake up as she felt her opponent's body sat right onto her chest, feeling Dallas's hip crushing her body Himiko would squirm underneath, she panted as the pressure made the blonde hard to breath. "Get... off..." Himiko threatened, but it was completely no use as Dallas stood up and hoisted onto back of her head, before Himiko realized, her neck was then being squeezed right between Dallas's legs! The blonde realized that her opponent was going for a powerbomb! "No... no... stop! Stop!" Himiko screamed in panic as she didn't want to be thrown for a second time. Out of instinct Himiko would grab onto Dallas's thighs with her hands, she would then start tighten her fingers and squeezing Dallas's legs, as she hoped the pain would force Dallas to let go of her.

Dallas figured she couldn't blame the little lass fer bein' more terrified than a long-tailed cat in a rocking chair factory right 'bout now. The Scarlet Flash had only just been darn near suplexed out of her britches a second ago, now she was on the cusp of bein' powerbombed straight through to China if the Southern Dixiecrat had any say in the matter. Unfortunately, Himiko had a say in it as well, and she objected vehemently via pinchin' down on Dally's legs and stuffin' any attempt at hefting the girl upwards. Dallas giving it the ol'college try once or twice with hefting yanks anyway, but eventually she figured it was time to abandon the powerbomb and switch up her gameplan. "Tch, alright than. Guess there's more than one way to skin a cat..." Dally uttered as she unlatched her thighs and instead applied a snug side-headlock on the Scarlet Flash while backpedaling a few steps. The feisty cowgirl extending an index finger to rally a cheering audience behind her and signal for a running bulldog if uninterrupted.

Himiko's resistance out of despairing seemed have effects, as she felt Dallas eventually gave up her attempt of the suplex. Himiko was not completely being freed, tho, since despite her neck was being released from Dallas's thighs, the blonde did not take a moment of break as her neck was then being locked in a headlock. Himiko grasped for air while being dragged for steps, as she would realize what her opponent was going for next, as her opponent was going to slam her with running bulldog. "Let go! Ah!" Himiko would once again swing her arms and move her hands all over Dallas's body, as one of her hands grabbed onto Dallas's waist and squeezed it tight, while her other hand... oh well, out of the panic actions, most likely accidently, her hand grabbed onto Dallas's skirt and tried to pull it down hard, and by this accident she would most likely strip down Dallas's skirt a little, exposing some part of her foe's panties underneath.

Dallas' sunshine demeanor and optimistic personality meant she rarely ever lamented on botched plans or cried over spilled milk...but boy howdy, would she have been tickled pink at the prospect of seeing Himiko take that Texan-sized powerbomb. The little firecracker would have probably created an adorable little crater for herself in a perfect outline of her own petite frame. Although she could see Himiko being less enthused about the idea between the two of them, so Dallas was hunky-dory with switching up her game plan for sumthin a tad less dynamic but a helluva barn-burner if all went accordingly. Dally snatching on a tight-side headlock in preparation for the running bulldog but Himiko was feistier than a cat on a hot tin roof. The Texan distracted by all of Himiko's scrambling hands until one abrupt tugging down on her navy-blue skirt brought them down to her thighs, and brought a rise from the audience getting a plentiful peek at Dally's snug pink panties with stars totted around. "H-HEY!!! T-Tarnation..." Dallas yelped in flustered agitation as she unlatched Himiko and stepped forward, attempting to shimmy her dress back up to her waist...

Himiko's action out of despairing was surprisingly effective as she successfully pulled down Dallas's skirt to the degree making her foe panic. In her relief, she felt Dallas let go of her neck and focus on putting her appearance back to normal. With this chance, Himiko would raise her back back up while messaging her neck, the suffocation between Dallas's thighs made her dizzied a little. But it was no chance to rest, as the blonde knew she needed to fight back right away. Seeing Dallas's funny expression of panic while pulling back her dress, Himiko chuckled: "Seems you really care about your appearances right?" As fast as she could Himiko would reach her hands and grabbed onto the waist of both Dallas's skirt as well as the panties underneath, "Then let me help you with this!" Suddenly, Himiko would use all her strength to pull her foe's attire upwards, even higher than Dallas intended them to be, it was obvious that Himiko was yanking up Dallas's outfit as hard as she could for a terrible wedgie!

One might not expect it coming from a mud rasslin' champion back in her hometown, but even a rowdy roughneck like Dallas knows about maintaining a lady's modesty in public situations like these. Once this match was over, she'd rather not haveta get an earful from her Momma over the phone about how the whole town caught her pantied keister on television. Dallas figured that Himiko would have eventually started making creative usage of this particular match's stipulation, but it still took the twin-tailed blonde by frazzled surprise when the rascal started tugging down on her frilly skirt. Dallas unlatching Himiko from between her thighs and scrambled to correct the wardrobe malfunction when the devilish imp herself snagged onto her skirt from behind. "Whattha?! Whatterya-" Dally yelping in ramrod stiffness from her unmentionables torqued upward, flossed betwixt her country caboose that certainly brought a hootin' rise out of the audience. Except Dally was understandably more concerned with her sensitive lady parts as she started meekly shuffling a few steps forward on quivering legs away from the mischievous Lil' Imp. The hobbling cowgirl shielding her crotch until crumbling to her knees with legs closed tightly together and generally in grimacing discomfort. "D-Dagnabbit..."

Himiko let out a grin on her face as she could successfully take back the control of her opponent with such a dirty wedgie. Still pulling Dallas's attire upwards and digging her own cloth into her womanhood, "Hahaha! Squrim all you want!" Himiko laughed as she also liked the view of Dallas covering her crotch with her hands. Despite hearing some "boo" from the audiences, but Himiko didn't care, as long as she could take her revenge at the cowgirl. Upon noticed Dallas fell down onto her knees, the blonde knew that her foe was in a vulnerable state. "Ohh! Look at you! Well, this is just a beginning!" Himiko won't let go of this change, while still grabbing onto Dallas's cloth, Himiko would take one step backwards, then channeling all her strength into her legs to leap into the air, and bash her knee right onto Dallas's face! She would let go of the wedgie onto process as she was hoping such strike could knock Dallas backwards and allow her to do whatever next.

Dallas's mother always taught her to be a cordial Texan gentlewoman growing up, which was honestly to be expected if you live in a close-knit community and the commonplace politeness of Southerners was what endeared us to all them cityfolk. Except even Dallas had trouble keeping the saucy language from flying after having her britches tweeked up her nethers to the point she was damn near hobbled in pinching misery. The country gal seething outright as she buckled downward, mortified from being outfoxed by the cheatin' little imp whose having a grand ol' time now reveling from bringing the Country Gal to her knees. Dallas tapping the toes of her ring boots against the canvas, feebly struggling but ultimately unable to do anything but squirm and fidget for the Imp's delight. "Tch...You...RassAfraSSin..." Dallas peeked her grimacing facials up just in time to have them smashed into Himiko's knee, whipping her pig-tailed head back before flattening in a spread-eagled daze and uplifted skirt that now showcased her new and unwanted thong.

"Hahaha! It's so comfortable laying on the mat right?" Himiko couldn't hide her laughter further as her knee contacted Dallas's face, knocking her foe backwards. The blonde walked forward and stood next to her laying opponent, then with a smile she would place her right foot onto the cowgirl's unprotected belly. "Now... stay down further!!" With a sudden change of her tone, Himiko started pushing her foot down further into Dallas's belly, as hard as she could as if she wanted to literally impale her on the mat, at the same time she would twist her foot and rubbing her shoe against Dallas's skin, more and more she wanted to inflict as much damage as she could to the cowgirl.

But it was unavoidable that any fun would eventually end, as the time passed Himiko could feel the sore start appearing on her leg along with her feeling of exhaustion, all those attacks were quite costly for a body like Himiko's. Letting out a sign, Himiko eventually removed her foot from Dallas, as she would think her opponent was too broken to even stand up. "Alright, I'll take a break and you should be a good girl down there!" With that thought, Himiko turned around, standing and raising her arms to show off her body towards the audience, as she was controlling her breath, she was quite exhausted at the moment. However, one of the biggest rules in wrestling was not to let the guard down at any moment, and Himiko was making an exact mistake right now, especially when she wasn't even sure if her opponent really couldn't fight back...

"Alright, I'll take a break and you should be a good girl down there!":

Star spangled nights were typically reserved for lackadaisical sky gazing after bustin' her bangin' backside as a ranchhand all day. Unfortunately, Dallas wasn't even outside this time and the cowgirl was nevertheless seeing more stars than she could count after getting her Southern facials absolutely plastered against the little imp's knee. The country gal doesn't have any reservations when it comes down to chowing down on spicy food, but there was far more pepper on that strike than Dallas could have ever predicted Himiko was capable of. Her supple chest rising with every breath taken through her parted lips and incapable of piecing together as to just how she ended up being run roughshod over by her petite foe like this. Dally noticing the cackling goblin herself saddling up beside her and placing a conquering foot on the Texan's stomach, earning an indignant growl from what Dally thought was just Himi arrogantly posing atop her.

"Tch...You...Lil'..." Stewing meekly through flinching groans at first, Dally abruptly had the wind stamped out of her through puffed cheeks by the vengeful sprite. A trickle of drool trailing down the side of her mouth as Dallas squirmed and writhed from having her breadbasket grinded into with malicious glee, at least until mercifully allowed to huddle over onto her side as she started cradling her caved-in midsection with hacked breathes. The symbolism wasn't lost on Dallas, now feelin' pretty dag-gum miserable and ashamed from being grounded into the dirt beneath the conceited imp who was now basking in the victorious glow of so far putting a pint-sized beatdown on the overwhelmed Texan. Seconds ticking off the clock as Himiko posed for cameras as if having already triumphantly tamed the Southerner, except in the middle of one such sassy pose, Dallas' bicep would be rocketed between Himi's slim thighs in an uppercutting crotch strike!!!