Breast Smother Match! Sona Buvelle vs Elisa Hamilton

Sona moaned as the taller girl pushed into her even more by hugging the corner. Their breasts mashed together and Elisa's crotch rubbing against Sona's wet pussy was driving Sona insane. Sona was going to let out another moan but was silenced by another kiss from Elisa. Sona's chest was burning for air as Elisa sealed off her air passage way. Sona arm slapped on to Elisa's back as she weakly attempted tried to hurt Elisa.

Elisa would feel the slaps on her back and would barely seem to acknowledge them as she just mashed her almost bare body against Sona's, the sweat and wet patches from both girls starting to mix as Elisa would let out a soft moan while kissing Sona.
After finishing her moan Elisa would forcefully kiss Sona again and wrap one of her arms around her opponents neck to force her to continue the kiss.

Sona felt what she was doing was useless and how trapped she was. It was so pleasurable but Sona didn't want to give Elisa the second knock out so fast after she just woke up. Sona moaned into Elisa as she forced their kiss deeper. Sona needed a plan and realized that Elisa wasn't noticing her weak slaps. Sona slowly moved her hands down to Elisa's panties and bunched them up and try to yank them up into a wedgie!

Elisa would be getting too into squishing her opponent and would only notice her opponents hands getting lower on her body right before she was pulled up into a wedgie.
Elisa would let out a cry of pain as she tried to move back before realising that just made it worse, instead Elisa would just try to slap at her opponent but the slaps would have very little strength behind them to the point where it was more like she was swating at Sona. " L-Let go " Elisa would plead as her panties got pulled further and further up her behind and crotch.

Sona smirked as she heard Elisa scream out in shock and smiled mischievously when she heard Elisa told her to stop. Sona continued to yank harder. Let's see how far this can stretch, Sona thought.

Elisa would start to try and stand tall on her feet to ease the pain of the wedgie but would let out another cry of pain as her eyes got a little bit watery when the wedgie got yanked up even further. Elisa would try desperately to back off from her opponent though she probably wouldn't succeed due to her opponent having a grip on her, Elisa's image of being a big dominant giant was probably completely out the window now as there was no way it wouldn't be revealed to her opponent that Elisa was definitely a softie when it came to pain

Sona enjoyed Elisa's scream as she tried to back up but Sona followed. Sona kept on stretching the wedge higher, and higher, and higher. Her panties was practically a string thong now. Sona wasn't very strong so she could never really perform moves like whips and suplexes but with all her might, Sona would try to whip Elisa to the ropes!
Due to Sona's inexperience with these moves though, Sona completely forgot that when you whip an opponent to the rope, they tend to come flying back at you.

Elisa would let out a long drawn pained cry as the wedgie got pulled up tighter and tighter before she would be whipped against the ropes and come stumbling back to her opponent. If Sona didn't get out of the way or counter with another move then Elisa would end up just running right through her more so due to momentum than Elisa actually attempting to do so.

After Irish whipping Elisa to the ropes, Sona actually done a full spin and she got dizzy from it. Once Sona was able to focus her vision, she was able to see in time Elisa running full speed at her, knocking her off her feet and on to the mat!

Elisa would suddenly stop and wonder what had stopped her before looking down and realising that she had just completely ran over her smaller opponent, she would look down at her and say " I'm sorry, I didn't see you...". Elisa would then look down at her makeshift thong before looking down at Sona and looking as if she just made some kind of connection in her mind before talking again " Ohhh, that's what you want!" Elisa would then try to sit her big behind on her smaller opponents face while holding her arms down with her knees.