Muddy Face Off! (Belinda vs Ouka)

Backs and busts hurting and the two fierce rivals continued to try and break down each other for the victory. Ouka's arms locked high on Belinda's upper back, trying to squeeze not only on Belinda's lungs to constrict them, but also go right for the throat on trying to flatten Belinda's pair by placing as much force and pressure on them! Fronts locked again as foreheads rammed into one another, Ouka continued to growl and snarl at her rival.

"N-Northman!" she roared out as she stomped her foot into the mat, trying to gather as much momentum as she could to try and force Belinda back again into the apron! She was growing more and more frustrated as their dual bearhug continued, even with all of her strength being unable to break the Younger Northman was gnawing more and more on her ego with each passing second.

But that gnawing would disappear the second she'd flatten Belinda's breasts into pancakes! There was nothing that was more superiority claiming than crushing a near identical pair!

Belinda and Ouka were locked in a tight bearhug duel still, for which the Swede decided to make sure her arms were right underneath Ouka's armpits, crushing her rival's ribs as she made their breasts mash together even more. Her goal was to crush Ouka and her impressive pair after all! To shut the cocky heel up once and for all! Though it was probably one of the most difficult tasks she had tried to do ever.

As much as Belinda didn't want to admit it, Ouka Shumisen was just as good as she was....maybe even better? No! She refused to admit that! She would beat her redheaded rival. As Ouka started to push her backwards, the white clad wrestler backtracked...she knew that if this went on she would be rammed into the apron but she had a better plan!

In the final second, Belinda would attempt to twist them around and use Ouka's momentum against her! Trying to turn them around so that Ouka would be the one getting rammed back first into the apron!

"SIX!"

The count drew ever closer to the ten count as the rivals continued to ignore it together. Their stubborn tunnel vision like focus that they had on each other continue to crush each other into oblivion as Ouka pushed into Belinda to try and shove her backwards, not even to ram her into the apron at this point. She needed a footing if she wanted to overpower Belinda, it was more of an assurance that she could beat Belinda in a test of power. No, she couldn't think like that, she knew that she could beat Belinda!

However as she pushed into the Swede, Ouka's eyes widened as she was yanked around, Belinda spinning and twisting her so that she would collide back first into the apron! "Aaaaaaaah!" Ouka screamed out as she recoiled on impact, flinging her head backwards as her arms lift Belinda and sprawled onto the apron. Teeth gritting this was not what Ouka wanted as she felt Belinda pressing up against her as her cheeks heated up!

"You're...so annoying!" she let out, wrapping her arm around the back of Belinda's head as she jerked to the side, trying to roll over and pin Belinda against apron as her new tactic was to lean into Belinda, forcing her to bend over the apron and shove her breasts down on their opposition! If she couldn't squeeze those breasts down into pancakes, she'd crush them!

Belinda was able to reverse things and cause Ouka to feel the pain, not only that but Ouka abandoned the bearhug as well! The battle looked to be won as currently Belinda's breasts were digging into Ouka's juicy pair. Smooching those tits against the redhead's ribcage as she pressed herself against Ouka, a smirk one her face.

Yet that smirk wasn't long for this world, as her rival was quick to turn the tables on the situation. Grabbing Belinda by her head and rolling them around to press Belinda against the apron and start forcing her to arch her back against the edge of the ring, Belinda's breasts pushed up into the air as Ouka used her slight height advantage to push her mounds down on Belinda's impressive pair. " Nngh..." Belinda grunted out, " You're the annoying one...you don't know when to quit!"

"SEVEN!" The ref-girl counted out loud, holding up seven fingers in the air.

Belinda's arms went up, as she had clearly won the bearhug duel, Belinda would try and move her hands up to grab at Ouka's redmane, two handfuls of vibrant red-hair, yanking and pulling on it to try and get Ouka off of her.

Ouka rolled the two on the apron, their struggle was now a lot more intimate as it was focused on crushing Belinda's pair into oblivion. Ouka would make the excuse that the bend over the apron was hurting Belinda's back, but no one would buy it. Using her height she would lean down and force her will and breasts down on to Belinda as she smirked out as she heard Belinda's reply. "Bullshit...you're just angry....my pair is flattening yours...just like I said!" she sneered out, she may have lost her chance to boast about the bearhug squishing Belinda into dust.

The count was getting ever closer to ten and the two continued to ignore it as Ouka growled out, Belinda grabbing at her hair as she was forced back. "Gah! Screw you! Stop grabbing my hair!" Ouka screamed out as she would grab onto Belinda's short hair as she stumbled away from the apron, ensuring to yank on Belinda's hair to force her off balance as well as the two rivals continued to struggle against one another!

Belinda was rather annoyed by Ouka's words, something she wasn't going to take lying down, or in this case being bent at the edge of the ring. As she took a hold of Ouka's hair and forced herself up to a stand and pushed and pulled OUka backwards! It didn't take long before Ouka's hands went right up to Belinda's short hair and started to pull on her blond locks.

" Rhhg...Stop grabbing my hair!" Belinda shouted back out to Ouka as she would try and step into the redhead, the two of them still locked in their brutal fight.

" EIGHT!" The ref-girl counted out, as Belinda would try and release Ouka's hair, trying to move her hands down and give Ouka as hard a shove as she could! Trying to make Ouka back away, it seemed as if the blond finally heard how close they were to being counted out!

Ouka snarled out at Belinda's reply, as if she was the one who was starting this hair pulling. That self-righteous attitude of hers was really beginning to piss her off! "You're the one who started it! Now cut it out!" she screamed out, continuing to pull on Belinda's hair as she was pushed back off of the apron, trying her best to yank Belinda with her. Her eyes widened as Belinda shoved her back, stumbling to catch herself as she realized what the count was at!

"Shit!" she let out, rushing towards the ring as she attempted to dive underneath the bottom rope and back into the muddy battlefield!

After shoving Ouka away, Belinda was quick to turn around and dive right into the ring under the ropes. "NINE!" The count managed to reach as the Swede and Japanese rivals dove into the ring at the same time.

Belinda would glare at Ouka as she pushed herself up to her hands and knees and then up to her feet. " I'm gonna kick your ass, Shumisen." Belinda said with a serious expression, betrayed by a slight smirk. She would step forward and try to grab Ouka's head, quickly aiming to throw a quick knee strike up into Ouka's abs to stun her rival!

Sliding through the mud as she re-entered the ring after Belinda, Ouka tried to quickly get up on her feet as she knew that Belinda would have the initial opportunity to dictate what would happen next. Stumbling in the mud, splattering about as she got to her feet Ouka thought that she was in the clear. That was until Belinda came crashing into her with a knee. Gasping out as now that there was no priority to get back into the ring, Ouka could feel her breasts and sides stinging in pain from the prolonged bearhug war she had with her Swede rival.

Coughing and gasping, Ouka feel onto a knee as she wrapped one arm around her own stomach and the other hand shot up to weakly grasp on the front of Belinda's bottoms, trying to use that as leverage to stand back up, but had no luck in doing so!

Belinda looked on at Ouka as her rival doubled over and Ouka's hand went and grabbed a hold of her white bikini bottoms. The Swede would blush for a second, her body was aching after her battle with Ouka on the outside, but she knew one thing for sure. She had won their little duel out there...and she was going to show what that meant!

The Swede would grab at Ouka's head, now that she had her rival doubled over it was a prime time to hit Ouka and hit her hard! Looking to yank and pull Ouka's head in between her legs, those mud-covered thighs of hers as she would lean forward and grab at Ouka's black bikini bottoms to try and pull Ouka up so she was in a stand on her feet.

Where Belinda would then try and wrap her arms around Ouka's waist and list her rival upside down, before dropping down hard on her rear, trying to spike OUka's head straight into the mud-covered mat for a quick and effective piledriver!