Submission - Cecilia vs Momoko

To the gasping audience (and possibly to Cecilia), it seemed like Momoko has pulled off a flawless and effortless counterattack by correctly predicting the blonde's reaction, catching her in a trap, lifting the much bigger woman clean off the mat, and then throwing the Northwoman down to the ground with the power and authority of a fully-sized sumo wrestler.

In truth the Japanese girl had paid a hefty price for her stunning success. Her back felt close to breaking, her once strong spine having been badly weakened by the prolonged camel clutch, the succeeding test of strength, and now the explosive Tasukizori that had required supporting the sizable Swede upon her shoulders for the brief amount of air time needed by the power slam.

After the Kimono-String Drop, she assumed what appeared to be a crouching sumo combat stance, legs squatting and body hunched forward and large breasts lolling, in order to rest her burning back. Her sweat-soaked hair fell across her wet face like a sinister black veil, and she brushed those long locks aside to clear the line of sight between her angry eyes and her rival.

Momoko no longer cared about the crippling cost incurred by her body in the course of this rough match. She wanted to win. She will sacrifice her body to prove she is stronger than Cecilia.

"Get up, Cecilia," she barked out in a harsh tone while slapping her palms upon her thighs. "Get up, Hardcore Queen! We are not done yet!"

Cecilia groaned out in pain after that painful slam. she was not in a great position right now and Momoko had just shown her up pretty damn well. Getting a fair share of the crowd behind her from that impressive display as few people ever got the chance to just so brightly upstage the blond beauty in this manner...hell barley any did.

The mighty Swede though was lit up with anger as Momoko started to bark orders for her to get up, slapping those strong thighs of her to spur the Swede to rise. The blond grit her teeth and placed her hand against the mat, pushing herself upwards to all fours. Sweat dripped from her forehead down onto the mat, her long blond hair clung to her face as she started to push herself up towards her feet. Eyes fixed now upon Momoko like never before.

As soon as she got up the blond would attempt to shoot her right foot up, attempting to catch her foe right in her gut with a front kick! She'd hoped it would stun the sumo girl so she could move in. She would not be upstaged by this uppity bitch! Cecilia was determined to make sure that Momoko learned who was the better woman in this ring! Moving in she'd attempt to placed on hand down against Momoko's crotch, gripping tightly as the other would find it's way to one of the brunette's fleshy and sweaty tits and grope it firmly.

With pure power and will alone Cecilia would attempt to haul Momoko up into the air and attempt to lift the girl completely over head with straight arms for a Military press! A display of power that if it went off would without a doubt send the crowd into a frenzy! She wouldn't stop there though as taking a step forward while holding her foe up in the air the blond would then attempt to toss her down front first onto the mat for a military press slam!

Sweat streamed down the steaming skin of the half-naked Momoko. She was not intimidated by the furious fire kindled within her opponent's eyes for a similar heat had possessed the normally calm. In addition to slapping her thighs, she even stomped her feet to urge her opponent to get up so that they can continue to thrash each other.

The moment Cecilia appeared to be ready, Momoko charged her. She intended another throw, but ended up running right into the big boot that the Northwoman fired at her belly.

"Argh!"

Breath and spittle explode out of her gaping mouth. The gagging Momoko doubled over, hands clutching her bruised belly, utterly robbed of her critically important forward momentum.

"Aaaaahhhhhh," she cried out as Cecilia's fingers sank into her Lycra-covered crotch. She gasped again as her slick breasts were seized next. Was her opponent going to use a hentai move on her?

Instead the painful handholds on her trembling body was used by Cecilia to jerk Momoko off the mat and upwards over her head.

The following handful of heartbeats were agony. Momoko's weight pressed down on Cecilia's hands, gravity impaling the prisoner upon her captor's digits. The blonde's fierce fingers practically clawed the tender skin and soft flesh of the black-haired girl, whose belly sported a big black bruise shaped rather like the bottom of a boot, and the crowd roared in approval of the overwhelming show of force.

Still, Momoko retained awareness of her situation and, more importantly, enough time to think and plan. The pain was significant but not crippling. Her limbs were still free and fairly unhurt. She knew that this military press lift, while humiliating, was nothing compared to the fall.

And sumo fighters knew how to mitigate falls.

Gritting her teeth, Momoko waited for Cecilia to complete the throw. True to form, the Northwoman hurled her to the mat, undoubtedly expecting her to crash on her lush front.

Momoko, however, immediately braced her hands and feet the moment she dropped like a rock. She thus landed on all fours rather like a cat, jarred and a bit out of breath but mostly unhurt, her tender breasts and close-to-breaking spine spared from further damage.

"I fight on!" Pushing off from the mat like a tense spring, Momoko hurled herself towards the hopefully astonished Cecilia. Throwing her still-shaking arms around the bigger woman's waist and interlocking stinging fingers behind her back, the Japanese cutie would try to lift the Swedish beauty and trap her in a brutal bearhug!

Hoisting Momoko up into the air was not a difficult task for the blond beauty, her impressive strength showing through as her strong limbs flexed those powerful muscles...before long she threw Momoko down onto the mat....but to her surprise the young raven haired sumo girl had already managed to adjust herself and caught herself on her hands and knees instead...

Cecilia growled in annoyance as her eyes widened a bit, looking on at Momoko who once again came at her, hurling her frame up against the blond. Cecilia snarled out as those arms wrapped around her...however the Swede was not soo far out of it to not realize what was going on! Her own arms wrapped tightly around Momoko for a joint bearhug! Attempting to put them back into that bearhug competition of theirs!

" Agh!" Cecilia cried out in pain as she looked down at Momoko's face with anger and fire in her eyes. She Stepped forward, their breasts mashing up against one another as their sweaty frames ground against one another. " Your fight is over!" Cecilia would let out through pained grunts as she'd attempt to lift Momoko up with all her incredible might before attempting to spin them around and throw Momoko down onto her back with a powerful belly to belly suplex, although when it came to those fighters it was perhaps better to say breast to breast suplex.

Momoko fearlessly and recklessly slammed her body into that of Cecilia. Her bare breasts bulled into the still-clothed bosom of the taller fighter.

To her frustration, her opponent had the gall to copy her, and she finds herself trapped in the mutual annihilation of a double bearhug once more, mouth groaning and ribs creaking. And the last time she and Cecilia went tit to tit just a few minutes ago, the encounter ended badly for Momoko.

This time will be different, she swears to herself.

Predicting Cecilia will once more try to take her feet off the ground, Momoko hooked her left ankle around that of her taller opponent. Even as the golden-haired Northwoman begins to arch backwards for the suplex, her midnight-maned nemesis will abruptly shift her mass into her opponent while sweeping that right foot off balance, interrupting the suplex and turning it into a mere fall.

If it works, if Momoko landed atop of Cecilia... She knows this match will not end via pinfall. But she will go for a pin anyway. She will try to pull her hands out from beneath her fallen foe, seize the other wrestler's wrists, and pins her arms on either side of her head while resting her breasts atop their opposite numbers.

"I'll never stop fighting," Momoko snarled at Cecilia.

No one was more surprised than Cecilia as her skilled opponent Momoko used her own suplex against her, as the blond and Momoko struggled in the tight bearhug their powerful arms squeezing tightly around each other as their large breasts mashed together with one another in a battle of their own!

When Cecilia tried to turn that bearhug into a suplex though the raven haired topless fighter used her leg to hook it with Cecilia's powerful legs and tripped the blond beauty up, causing her to fall down onto her back with the weight of Momoko crashing down on top of her. The bare breasts of Momoko pushing down upon her as the naked sweaty tits pushed down against Cecilia's covered larger breasts.

" Nn...b-bitch..." Cecilia winched out as Momoko's hands went up and grabbed her wrists, pulling them down beside her head and their visions were forced into each other. " G-get off!" Cecilia snarled right up at the raven haired beauty of an opponent as she'd try and use her superior strength to force her arms upwards, bucking her hips as well as she attempted to push Momoko and her towards the side and get the sumo girl off of her and break that pin of hers!

Kami-sama, after this match, I am going to study mat wrestling techniques and submission holds...

This promise shot through Momoko's pretty head as she struggled to pin Cecilia to the mat. She had successfully swept her opponent off the latter's feet and dropped the startled Swede on her back. The Japanese girl had followed her foe down, deliberately slamming her smaller body into the prone woman. Hot breath gushed out of her lips when her big breasts slammed into their equally large opposite numbers. She had been prepared for the collision, though, and managed to trap her rival's wrists against the ground long enough for the referee to count to two - if this had been an standard match.

The problem was that this was a submission match. It could only end when either wrestler gave up. And this pin wasn't going to make Cecilia give up.

As her brown eyes glared into crimson eyes, Momoko racked her head for her next move. She was a sumo wrestler, and sumo didn't have submission holds. The closest technique she knew was a bearhug and that seemed to work best while standing up.

Before Momoko could come to a decision, Mount Cecilia erupted beneath her. One moment, the raven-haired girl was just barely pinning the ominously rumbling blonde. In the next, the Japanese found herself briefly airborne, propelled by a violently arching Swede.

Momoko's flight time terminated when she landed on her right side. Despite her surprise and general fatigue, she still turned the fall into a quick roll to get herself onto all fours. Pressing her palms and feet into the mat, she pushed her aching body off the ground and got back on her feet to face her opponent.

Her tired and battered body was on its last legs. Her chest heaved with every breath she took and her limbs were leaden. But she planted her feet into the mat and hauled her shaking hands up to take up her grappling stance anew. As long as she could still move, she would continue to fight.

"Cecilia," Momoko growled.

Shoving Momoko off of her the busty blonde would huff out and shake her head as she rolled away from the brunette a bit. She rose up towards her feet and rolled her shoulders as she got into a full stand. Sweaty and tired, she was having a fair bit of trouble with this Sumoka...

She heard Momoko growl out her name and could only narrow her eyes and raise her arms up in a grappling stance again. She refused to lose to this plucky goody toe shoes. Growling out at the woman, " Momoko." She let out as she would then lunge forward!

Going in for a collar and elbow tie up with Momoko as she'd try and enter a lock up with the Sumoka, aiming to prove who was the better grappler and who was stronger!