Sumo Panties Match: Sora Mizumi vs. Claire St. Clair

“Mmmmf! Gahh!” Sora would let out as Claireâ€s feet stretched her panties up further over her back, worsening the wedgie. She felt much like Claire did, in that she felt that she was the one in the worse position, her eyes closed as she grimaced, trying to get through the pain and uncomfortableness.

“Ahh...okay, okay, deal!” Sora would yell let out upon hearing Claireâ€s proposal, instantly letting go of Claireâ€s panties and having them snap back against Claireâ€s waist and not waiting for Claire to pull her feet free first.

If Claire had more of a sadistic streak in her, she could have taken advantage of the fact that Sora immediately and without question let go of her panties, strengthening her own position while the girlâ€s guard was down. Claire was more sporting than that, however, and she just wanted to get to her feet and pick the wedgie out of her sensitive areas, so she immediately tucked her feet downwards and slipped them free of Soraâ€s cute pink floral panties, breaking their close, mutually destructive hold and giving them both a chance to get to their feet.

Slowly standing up, Claire would dig into her butt crack and pull her panties out on that end, her cheeks bright red as she did so. She would then pull them out of her pussy, pawing at her crotch to try to alleviate some of the pain from that terrible frontal wedgie. Looking over at Sora, she tried to manage a smile, to make sure the two of them were still on good terms. “Y-youâ€re…youâ€re good at this, Sora,” she said.

As Claire removed her feet out of Soraâ€s panties, Sora would let out a low moan of relief, and roll off of Claire to allow them to get back up onto their feet. Getting on her knees, Sora would finally get a chance to pull her panties down from the high position Claire had pulled them up into, and back around her waist, while pulling the wedgie out of her bum and relieving the uncomfortableness there.

“Mmf...” sheâ€d let out as she got back to her feet, it almost feeling weird not having the fabric up her backside now. She was quite used to wearing thong underwear normally...however it had never been pulled up like Claire had done to her earlier of course. Seeing Claire smile, Sora couldnâ€t help but return it. “Hehh...youâ€re not too bad yourself Claire” sheâ€d response, unable to stifle a giggle at how ridiculous the whole situation was. She knew sheâ€d be involved in some silly matches at AFW, but nothing quite like this.

Getting up fully onto her feet though, Sora would approach Claire from the front slowly, almost like a cat ready to pounce. “Youâ€re really nice Claire...nicer than some of the people around here. I just want you to know that everything we do in here is professional, okay? Nothing personal...” and with that, Sora would charge forward, hoping to come crashing into the schoolgirl and wrap her hands around her panty waistband once more.

The match had been going on for nearly ten minutes, but it seemed as if it was just about to start all over. Both girls had gotten in some good wedgies, and now here they were, their panties newly picked from their butt cracks, ready to be yanked up them once again. It was still anybodyâ€s match, Claire realized. She also was beginning to realize that, as much as she wanted to win, losing to Sora would not be quite as bad as losing to some of the other girls she had encountered here at AFW.

As Sora approached her, Claire would begin to walk slowly forward as well. The crowd was beginning to get into the match, and seeing the two little warriors cautiously come together for another exchange of wedgies drew a loud round of applause. Claire kept smiling, happy to be pleasing them, and happy to know that she and Sora were still on good terms.

“Professional, right,” she agreed with a nod. “Youâ€re really nice, too, Sora. Maybe we could hang out sometime—or at least we could help powder each other after this match. Iâ€ll tell you that the wedgie rash from something like this can be pretty bad, and you really do need to do something about it as soon as youâ€re finished.”

Claire would rush forward, her body smacking into Soraâ€s as the two girls moved to grab at each otherâ€s panties once more. Claire would try to find the waistband of Soraâ€s cute pink undies and send them shooting up her butt once again.

“Uhh..wha, what? Wedgie rash?!” Sora asked as her face went right red. “Why wasnâ€t I told about any of this before hand?!” Now that Claire had mentioned it, she could feel her butt burning, red from having these specialised panties pulled up against her. She had just thought it was from Claireâ€s pulling! What a horrible idea to have a rash from it all... “Y-yeah, thatâ€d be great Claire” sheâ€d say with a slight smile, her hand softly rubbing her butt.

In charging forward, Sora would grab a hold of Claireâ€s panties, but she felt like she hadnâ€t learnt how to deal with the pain as Claire pulled her panties right up her butt once more as the two girls pressed against each other. “AHHH!” Sora would yell out, almost loosing her footing as she scrambled to gain a grip on Claireâ€s panties as she began pulling them up. However, Claire had gotten in first, and Sora would stumble as Claire gained control in the battle between them. “Ah-ahhh! Ohhh~!” Sora would moan out as Claire once again began pulling her panties up her butt once more.

“Well, yeah,” Claire said, blushing a little when she realized that Sora hadnâ€t known about the rash she could get from receiving a wedgie. “Whenever you have fabric rubbing against your skin over and over again, itâ€s going to rub it raw…and a wedgie is one of the worst ways to cause one. Baby powder and ice help, though, but itâ€s sort of hard to reach, so…” She trailed off, biting her lip and looking at Sora curiously. It felt a little weird to suggest that the two of them take care of each otherâ€s rashes after the match—but, then again, this whole match was really, really weird.

“Aaaaah!” Claire squealed, when she came together with Sora and felt her panties once again pulled painfully upwards. She could feel, however, that Sora was definitely having trouble executing her wedgie while being wedgied herself. Trying to press her advantage, Claire would shove her body up against Soraâ€s, trying to force the other girl to back up. “Y-youâ€re gonna have to try harder than that!”

Feeling Claire press her body up against her, Sora would be forced back a step. Even though the girls were both evenly match in their body type, Claire had an extra inch of height that allowed her to use her weight to press Sora backwards.

"Ahh!" Sora would whine out as she felt herself once again losing control. She would keep a grip of Claire's cute little light blue panties, still pulling them up and causing trouble for Claire, but Sora herself was now being forced back while Claire used her strength to pull her panties up her butt, while Sora was forced to lean back into it, making the panties press even deeper into her crotch and butt. "Ahhh-hhhh!" she'd moan out once more, struggling back another step. She'd pull Claire's panties up firmly, trying to force the girl forward with her, but squinting through the pain and uncomfortableness, Sora found herself struggling.

Claire was still a little surprised when she was able to push Sora backwards. She managed to give a small smirk as she forced her equally-sized foe to take first one step, then two, backwards towards the ropes.

“Heh heh heh…not good enough, Sora!” she declared, giving the other girl a little wink.

Claire was not in so good of a place herself, however. Of course, she had the advantage right now, and she was milking it for all it was worth, pulling Soraâ€s panties as hard as she could and doing her best to force her into the ropes. As she did so, however, she felt Sora push back, and strengthen her own hold on Claireâ€s panties, giving the schoolgirl a powerful wedgie that she knew would leave a bad rash. Her advance ground to a halt as Sora fought back, and now Claire would have to do what she could to keep herself from losing any ground.

"Ghhh!" Sora would let out at Claire's little taunt. How can she keep such a straight face during this?! she'd ask herself as Claire winked up at her, almost enjoying all of this!

While pulling on Claire's panties had stopped the girl forcing her backwards, Sora was barely hanging on herself. Sora was beginning to raise herself off of the heels of her feet in a desperate attempt to try and escape the wedgie, while her hips rocked back and forth in an unconcious squirming motion. Although it had been a releif to stop Claire's offence, Sora was in no position to start a counter of her own, just hanging on.

"MMf!" she'd let out in frustration, realising that she couldn't force Claire back in her current position, but she also couldn't stay how she was forever. Still straining and pulling at Claire's panties, Sora was left stranded, rocking up on her feet, hoping Claire couldn't mount another push.

Claire was hurting, too, but she could sense that Sora had it worse than she did right now. Her smirk had long since disappeared as the pain in her posterior increased, but it had been replaced by a look of solemn confidence. She was going to do everything she could to win this match!

“Rrrrr…raaah!” Claire grunted, as she would stop pressing herself forward. Instead, she would try to use Soraâ€s forward momentum to lift her up into the air by her panties, letting her dangle up there and let gravity inflict the majority of the damage.