Kaylee Rush vs. Bubbles Burste - Hey Nineteen

”1…!”

The referee dropped down next to Kaylee and Bubbles, slapping hard on the mat. For an instant, things looked good for the bright, young talent - she had the Virgin Killer down, she wasn’t moving, and the great thing about the Meteora was that it went to a pin so quickly, giving the opponent little time to catch her breath.

”2…!”

But that wasn’t to be. Right as the referee was raising her hand for the final count, Bubbles kicked out...though ‘kicked’ might have been too strong a word. She got her shoulder up and yanked her leg down, but it was noticeably weak for a woman her size. More like a twitch.

”Wow, she can...she can do this.” Valley muttered and rubbed her shoulder. ”Keep on her, Kaylee! Keep pressing!”

Holy crap that almost worked! She nearly beat Bubbles Burste! Granted...she hadn't...but just not yet! Another move like that, and she'd have her beat for sure...hopefully!

"Alright Kale's, cmon, you got this...cmon Bubbles, your gonna get something you always wanted..."

Motivating herself, Kaylee grabbed Bubbles arm and around her head, slowly pulling her former trained back up...before, to the surprise and delight of the crowd, (who had been enjoying the match so far, if surprised at the lack of nudity.) she bent the bigger woman down, sliding her head between her bare thighs, before spreading her arms in a rather familiar taunt.

"Whose ready for a Styles Clash!?"

This was going well. Surprisingly well. Ridiculously well.

Valley didn’t want to get too ahead of herself, but Kaylee was getting more offense on Bubbles than just about anyone in her weight class had ever dreamed of. It was really amazing how much the young wrestler had improved since they parted ways, showing skill beyond her years and amazing raw talent. She could win this, for certain, so long as she kept her head about her and didn’t try anything stupid.

Like, say, trying to hit a Styles Clash on a woman twice her size. Valley’s eyes widened and she gripped the apron tight, already having a good idea on just how much of a bad idea this was. ”Uh, Kaylee, you shouldn’t-“

And just like that, it was too late. Bubbles stood upright, easily lifting the smaller wrestler on her shoulders and grabbing the back of her legs to keep her in place. At first, Valley thought the Virgin Killer was going for a back body drop, but instead of just throwing Kaylee over, she was holding her up, lean back, and…

”Ah, crud.”

With a defiant yell, Bubbles jerked forward and spiked Kaylee’s back into the mat, hitting her with a ring-shaking Alabama Slam.

"HGgHhh...HGGHH.."

Damn, Bubbles was heavy. A body slam was one thing, you could gain more leverage, but dead lifting her up for a Styles Clash was far more difficult, and, as Kaylee quickly realized, a bit of a dumb idea.

But learning that was a case of too little, too late.

"Oh no..no no...nonononnononoAGHH!"

Kaylee felt the shift as Bubbles grabbed the back of her legs, easily standing up and holding the dyed blonde in place, the teens arms flailing in a blind panic as she tried to figure out what the hell to do, before she was slammed, with both great ease, and great force, onto the mat, her legs sticking up into the air before falling back onto the mat, the California Dream gasping as the wind was completely knocked out of her!

”Oooh!” Mariah and Valley both jumped in unison as poor Kaylee came crashing to the ground. ”Geez. Like a wet bag of garbage.”

That wasn’t a bad analogy, no. Valley ran a hand over her face, feeling the energy leaving the room, as Kaylee lost the precious momentum she’d been building up. Bubbles wasn’t perfect, but she was far too smart to let an opening like that happen. The younger wrestler might have another chance to get back in this, but until it came, the match was all Bubbles, and she knew exactly what the Virgin Killer would do with the opportunity.

”Oh, wow.” Bubbles took a moment to catch her breath, far more winded than she expected to be at this point of the match. Heck, to be honest, she thought she’d just be fucking Kaylee silly at this point, but the little blonde’s skill had surprised her and pushed those plans back.

Better late than never, though.

”I know that hurt a lot, kiddo, but don’t worry.” She reached down and lifted Kaylee’s legs up, spreading them out to expose her crotch. ”I’ll make it up to you.”

People often asked why Bubbles went barefoot in her matches, and they were about to get their answer. She brought her foot up, placed it on Kaylee’s crotch, and slid her toes underneath the leotard, pressing against the California Dream’s most tender spot and starting a nice stroke.

Having Bubbles need to actually stop and catch her breath, this early on into a match, was actually pretty complimentary towards Kaylee's skill. But she couldn't appreciate that, or even acknowledge it, because she was too busy seeing little chibi Valley Dolls floating in her vision, while she lay sprawled out on the mat. If this was an episode of Dragonball Z, Bubbles throw would have put Kaylee in a deep crater.

"...Owwwwwwww....."

She groaned, shaking her aching head, slowly clearing it. Bubbles was up to...something, she could feel the woman lift her legs, but things were still too fuzzy. Her head was throbbing, her back aching...but there was something else too...a different feeling, something slowly growing, little by little, as the other, more painful, feelings slowly dulled.

Something was pressing on her, was that...Bubbles foot?

OH. Oh...ohhhhhhhhhh.

Crap.

Kaylee let out a moan, too out of it to do much more than just take it for now. "Mmmmm..."

Bubbles swore, when she pressed her foot against Kaylee’s sex and heard those sweet sounds come out of that impossibly cute, puckering mouth of hers, she could’ve cum right there. On the spot. Over a year of wanting this skin, that hair, this body, those breasts, that ass, the whole package - and it was here. Christmas came early for Bubbles Burste.

The wrestler in Bubbles wanted to go for a win right now, knowing that the match didn’t require her to make Kaylee cum, and that the sexpot had already surprised her more than once a#nd even come within striking distance of a win. But this match was a fine wine that she’d had in storage for too long. She wasn’t going to chug it all down in a few seconds.

”How ya feeling, kiddo?” Bubbles let go of Kaylee’s legs and reached down, grabbing her by the head, pulling her back up. ”You look a little tired. Here, let’s get you back on your feet.”

And Bubbles proceeded to do just that, effortlessly forcing Kaylee to stand straight - right before she wrapped her arms around the blonde’s waist and pulled her into a crushing bearhug. She squeezed hard, coming down on the young wrestler’s spine with extreme pressure, but that was hardly the only thing going on with the hold. The move put Kaylee’s chest at face-height, and she took full advantage of the situation, burying her face into that sweet chest and gnawing away at the tender flesh, biting the through the thin fabric. This was a meal she’d starved for, and it was time to feast.

Kaylee was hardly in any kind of position to offer resistance as she was scooped up, with absolute ease, into Bubbles strong arms. Arms that quickly squeezed, hard...very hard, Kaylee, starting to cry out, legs kicking as her body was crushed in Bubbles bear hug. Granted, Bubbles hugs were always tight and crushing, but this was worse, far worse, squeezing and crushing her slim waist.

Then it got worse, in a manner of speaking, Kaylee letting out a high pitched squeal as her breasts were "attacked" next, the girls whines soon turning to a slightly pained mewling as Bubbles gnawed away, the thin material of the singlet offering little to no protection against her lips and tongue. She moaned a little, her nipples soon stiffening and pressing against her outfit, no doubt to Bubbles delight!

Bubbles reveled in the moment, her chest rumbling with a deep chuckle when hardened nipples rubbed against her lips. It wasn’t like she needed the confirmation that she was weaving a spell on poor Kaylee - it wasn’t like her student was known for her self-control. But getting that reaction just showed how much Bubbles was dominating the situation, a sign that this body was under her control - hers and hers alone.

She could’ve gone on like this for a few minutes, and would certainly do so if she and Kaylee ever had a proper hentai match. But that wasn't the case tonight. She would have to balance her lust for victory with her lust for Kaylee.

She brought her head up and ran her tongue under Kaylee’s neck, giving a long lick. Just a little parting gift before their embrace ended in the most abrupt way possible.

With a grunt, Bubbles let go Kaylee, allowing her only to fall just enough for her toes to touch the floor before she wrapped those powerful arms around her chest, instead. For a wonderful moment, Kaylee’s face found a new home, nestled in between Bubbles’ breasts. That ended the moment she jerked back, lifted the smaller wrestler up, and sent her flying up and over with a classic Belly-To-Belly suplex, one with enough force to launch her clear across the ring.

Honestly, crushing bearhug aside, Kaylee wouldn't have minded the nibbling treatment at all, in fact, she would have greatly encouraged and enjoyed it, not too mention responded in kind.

While it was partly due to her competitive nature that kept her from just letting Bubbles go to town on her, the main reason...was Valley Doll. Even discounting her crush on the older woman, Kaylee had a massive respect for Valley and her wrestling skills, and knew of her displeasure in hentai tactics being used...

Simply put, she didn't want the woman to look down on her for it.

This train of random and rushed thought was cut off, Kaylee once again getting a face full of Bubbles breasts, before turning upside down, being flung head over heels, hitting the mat flat on her back, the impact causing her to sit up, mouth agape, reaching to press a hand on her lower back, before she fell, thpugh her back remained arched, tge wind again knocked out of her!