Tapout or pass out! - Lisa Giordanni vs Okami

Held down into an embarassingly uncomfortable 'spread-eagle' lock with the beautiful opponent pinning his body, Okami has just only started to try and break free when Lisa moves down forward onto him, smothering him with her full breasts.

"W-Wha...??? ...mmrpffffff....!!!". his embarassed protests would be promptly silenced in the warm embrace of her bosom, the funny muffled sounds providing nice vibrations to her large breasts while the blind struggles of Okami are incoherent and uneffective, only getting himself to waste his already vanishing air supply.

"mmrf...mff.....". Lisa can hear and feel his weakening prisoner pointlessly trying to get out from such a womanly KO maneuvre, his futile efforts probably just making these moments even more enjoyable for the girl on top.

Lisa moved in her breasts against the boy's face. at the same time she was streching his tights with her strong legs. This position gave her a pleasant feeling of dominance, and the Italian girl was smiling as she got in control of that fight.
"Got you!"
She feels her opponent struggling to breathe, to get free from her generous boobs, but it was in vain. The pleasant smell of her breasts was the last thing the boy was able to feel before the Italian girl cut his air with her tits.

"M-Mrfffff...mfff......". The treacherous feel of Lisa's soft and perfumed breasts allows her to keep Okami's will to struggle low, until her realize that he can not breathe at all.

Okami will then struggle all out in desperate need of air, but with his limbs locked and his strenghts slowly fading away he can't escape.
Soon his uneffective squirmings and his muffled protests subside and the boy becomes too weak to struggle.

Dark spots are dancing before his fluttering eyes and, with his arms already feeling numb, it would not make any difference now whether Lisa still holds them or she decides to let them go and reassure the smothering hold around Okami's head.

"Mf...mf..". In spite of some meek mumblings still signaling the boy's hopeless will to stay awake. Though, his mind is starting to give up: staying in Lisa's smothering hold is filling Okami with a pleasant numbness, and it's clearly only a matter of time before she will put him to sleep like a baby.

Lisa was finding really pleasant the soft, gentle vibrations of Okami's sucking her breasts, attempting to catch some breath. This was getting the big girl a nice "massage" on her chest.
She would let go his arms and start pressing the boy's head even harder against her. The brunette was getting excited with that dominance over that cute boy, even tought she avoided that kind of feeling during a wrestling match, what made her a little bit embarassed but at the same time she was enjoying the moment. As long as the erotic stuff was under her control, she felt safe and confident to apply her womanly tactics on that fight.

"Time to sleep, boy..." She says, while shaking her boobs at his face.

With Lisa's arms embracing his head holding Okami secured in her breast smother submission, Okami was even deprived of any chance to wriggle his head in seek of air.

All was left for him now was for his head to be helplessly moved from side to side, along with the playful shaking of Lisa's breasts which also allowed the voluptuous wrestler to engulf Okami's face deeper in her cleavage.

Soon, he would feel consciousness slipping away, as if absorbed by the soft prison of her breasts, which were craving him to sleep between such heavenly pillows. His arms and legs becoming limp, the boy was now helpless, letting out quiet and shallow breathing in her tight cleavage while the referee girl approached to check his state.

Lisa felt that his struggling stopped. The boy would not move, only breath slowly and quietly.

"Guess he passed out." Lisa said, as the referee came in to see his condition.

The big curvy girl moved her breasts out of his face quickly. She didn't want to keep smoothering him for too long, that could be hazardous for his health. And she wanted a fair fight on the next round. She waits for the referee to confirm the KO to get up, still holding her body against Okami.

Allowed to breathe freely, Okami's health was safe. Still, he had been smothered into a little nap while the ref-girl had all the time to drop his arm three times, sealing his KO defeat in round #1 .

"...mnn...", he murred faintly in unconsciousness, still pinned by the curvy body of Lisa.

The referee announced Lisa as the winner of the first round.

"I did it!" Lisa was happy for achieving the first KO in the fight.

The brunette girl got up, releasing her opponent from the pin, and started waving and walking on the ring under cheers of the crowd. But she knew it wasn't over yet. There was more fighting ahead, and she goes to her corner to get some rest before Okami recovers and the second round begins.

With much welcome oxygen allowed to his brain, Okami would come to his senses soon. Too bad for him, he had already lost the first round during his forced slumber.

"Unnhh.... d-damn... you got me for good there...", he groaned, embarassed at the idea that Lisa's wonderful breasts had just dominated and smothered him into KO.

"I...I won't let it happen again, though..", he said, mostly trying to convince himself as he stood up, not willing to surrender that easily.

As the bell rung, Okami would not waste time, walking up to Lisa with the intention to cling her into an early bearhug. Though, attacking so much frontally was not the wisest strategy of him, especially with his muscles still softened from the recent KO.

"Unnhh.... d-damn... you got me for good there..." Okami says, groaning and looking embarrassing. Lisa could see the blush on his cheeks as he recovered his breathing, while apparently also trying to recover his confidence.

"I...I won't let it happen again, though.."

"We'll see!" Lisa replies.

The bell rang, and both wrestlers met on the center of the ring for the second round. Her opponent moves fast against her, grabbing the brunette's waist and pressing it.

"Ghh..."

But the bearhug wasn't rough enough to keep the curvy girl under control. As her breasts were close to Okami's face, Lisa presses them again against him:

"Seems like you missed those, don't you?"

After that, she will try to hit both his ears with the palm of her hands, attempting to make him dizzy, so she could break free from his hold.