Round 2: Kokona Kumashiro vs Gogo Puffs

Kokona rolled onto her back, and shook her head slowly letting it clear. That had been pretty intense. Maybe she would have to be more cautious, but that wasn't really her style.

After recovering from her disorientation the sumo slipped carefully back onto her knees and crawled after her retreating opponent.

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When Kokona gets close enough, she try to lunge forward and get her pudgy opponent in a simple side headlock.

"H-hey...you ok? I did'nt hurt you too much, did-H-hey! Ooooompff!"

Immediatly Gogo's skull became compressed in the girth between bicep and forearm, and Koko's chest! Even when Gogo was only trying to see if Koko was still okay!

"NNmmmmhh!"

Gogo's eyes pan around the room in a panic, frantically seeking for a way out. She would try to position her hands up against Koko's arm, trying her best to pry them loose.

"Oh, no I'm fine," which was not entirely true, "Well, I'll be okay." replied the sumo hoping that her distractable opponent could still hear her in the headlock. Gogo's tugging at her powerful bicep was almost totally fruitless, in fact, Kokona was able to hold the girl in place with only one arm.

In a normal match the sumo probably would have bulldogged Gogo face first into the mat, but here, with them both kneeling on a bed. Well, dropping someone six inches into a plush matress wasn't a very effective move, so Kokona might as well just keep Gogo in the headlock until she though of something better to do.

While she was at it though, perhaps a little punishment for her tardiness was in order. Kokona lifted her spread palm in the air and playfully brought it down in a huge slap across the girl's behind.

Sweat trails and heavy pants of hot air were the only things that existed for Gogo while inside Koko's heated prison. No fresh, cool air to breathe in, only the warm musk from Koko's pits was the poor girl's oxygen.

"MMfffhh....*hufff*...can't brea--uhhhh...."

As the hot seconds pass like the little sweat drops tricking down Gogo's head, she would discover that her attempts at breaking the headlock loose wasn't getting her anywhere. There had to be another way-

*SMACK!!!*

"EEEEeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiip!"

Then, from out of nowhere, a soundful impact played on her round behind, immediatly followed by a sharp, stinging sensation on its skin.

"Oooowowowowwww! What the F%^& was THAT FOOOOOOOOR!!!?????"

Gogo's buttflesh now swelled into a hot, red mark where Koko's hand had struck. The pain throbbing more than ever.

Kokona grinned self-importantly. "That was for..." Well, she had told herself it was for being late for the match, but really she had done it mostly because she was feeling impish. "distracting you so I could do this!" Kokona gripped under Gogo's belly reaching down between her legs for a firm grip and then rolled backward flipping the girl over for a miniature back drop. The big girl turned around and leaned down trying to pin Gogo's wrists back down, little realizing that she was inadvertently lying chest first on top of the girl's face as she did so.

If Gogo never knew better, she'd say Koko was one, odd and freaky girl. What type of match was this anyway?
She never had time to think about it, anway, since beore she knew it, a moment of weightlessness overtook the phat ass wrestler, then followed by a sudden drop.

"Nnngh!"

Gogo grits her teeth, her heart nearly leaping out of her chest from the impact. Before she could regain the breath of air she had lost fom the backdrop, a pair of bountiful flesh took a dive right ontop of Gogo's face, robbing her ability to breathe.

"MMmmmmpff!!"

Says Gogo. Whatever that meant.

Kokona gasped upon realizing her position. Hey, this was pretty lucky! She had Gogo's arms pinned and she was able to smother the girl out like this! She gave a little bounce causing her mammoth melons to bounce on her foe's face trying to beat a bit more air out of the girl. Her own face was also near Gogo's flat chest causing her to grin pleasantly. It was a good thing she wasn't fighting someone with a bigger chest or this could have been even more embarrassing for the girl.

Sounds of flesh-on-flesh contact filled the otherwise quiet little bedroom as Koko's breasts continue thier breath-stealing abuse.

"Uuh-*slap* huff--*slap* nnnuhh...*slap*"

How unfair! Gogo can't even get a small second to catch some air, since with every attempt to breath gets denied and replaced by Koko's breasts flopping right down on her face!

"Nnnuh-*slap* Uuh--*slap*"

After one failed breath attempt and the next, Gogo grew more and more tired, and thus, her attempts to fight the bigger wrestler became more stale.

Kokona sighed. She thought fighting a big girl like herself would be hard, and she was really worried after losing that last point, but now it seemed that she had the pudgy American docile. She lowered her head restfully as she was able to effortlessly continue her KO attempt. Unthinkingly her lips came to rest on Gogo's thinly protected left nip, her hot breath rushing out across it.

"Git off of me, dammit! I can't *slap*...unnff....breathe! *slap*"

Wow, what slapstick comedy this was. It seems that Gogo found a troublesome enemy in Koko's breasts, as well.

But there was no way Gogo would allow a pair of titties to get in her way of winning. No way!
With a sudden call on her flexibility, Gogo would spring her legs in hopes to clamping them around Koko's head. If she succeeds, she would coil them in a know around the ankles, then throw off her fow with all of her might.