A Little Annoyance

"Don't stop to think.Plan 3 steps ahead,every time." Yet another bit of advice the smaller boy gave to her.He was in total shock on how she didn't even know where that came from.Conza saw her helping hand,and took it warmly. "Thanks....WAIT! Think about what you are going to do after you help me up." Conza reminded,trying to get up slow to allow her time.

"hmm maybe a move that puts your head between my legs and i left you up slamming you back down is that a move?" she asked taking a few steps "maybe i should watchs some matches so i can see all the kinds of moves people do " Misaka said smilng at Conza sofltly.

once he got up she would grab his arm and try twisting it behind his back" i think this is called an arm bar right?" she said not putting pressure in the move so it didnt hurt as much

WHen finnaly standing up,Conza tried to think if such a move existed.He stopped after the thought of that actually happening. "Uh....N-Not sure!" He shyly laughed,waving his hands in front of his slowly growing red face.Misaka took one of those hands,and the arm for it.She bent it behind his back.Even if it wasnt done roughly,it still hurt. "Yah!" COnza yelped. "Yes!"

Misaka started to try and apply pressure on to the arm bar as she looked at Conza "if you want we could take a break" she said pressing her breast against his back, leaving her self open for a counter attack

He stamped his feet when his arm was pulled back more.At this rate,she could just lift his arm off of the ground,and him entirely. "N-No....Im o-okay..." His face burned red with fear and his own phobia.Her breasts pushed into his WHOLE back. "A-AH!" He cried out.

Misaka nodded "o-ok then Conza " she said pulling him to the turnbuckle now and pushed him into it already knowing what to do this time " get ready for this "she said and slammed her breast into Conza front blushing bright red now thinking that was a good move but didnt think that it would hurt her to. "Ahh" she rubbed her breast after the move keeping one eye open

He had to get out....Conza found himself stuck between the turnbuckle and,and,Misaka's breast.He was flailing around.When she slammed her breast into his back,he yelled out and ducked away,trying to run to the other side of the ring.He had to get away from her.If he could,the small boy would turn around and look at Misaka.His face was extremely red by this point. "Y-You...I..." He was out of breath.

Misaka was bout to slam her breast into conza again but he ducked out of the way causing her to hit her breast into corner " ugh" Misaka groaned abit and held her breast turning to Conza who was on the other side of the ring "what's wrong?" she asked taking in a few breaths and would watch Conza remembering he has a fear of girls

His breaths were shallow.And his eyes were wide. "Im sorry...I-Its nothing" But of course,Conza was lying.But,what could he do? Run away from his friend? He was supposed to be teaching her some of what he knew about wrestling.He just had to try and,let himself go.Conza took a few deep breaths.

He then began to jog across the ring and over to Misaka.His intention was to try and stay away from her breast,and instead go for the legs.If he could somehow bring her down to his level,he'd have a better chance.

Misaka looked at Conza seeing him like this was making her feel sad, letting out a sigh " it's not nothing Conza thank you for what you taught me so far but i think we should call this a night " Misaka said as he was jogging to her. "you ok with that?" she asked