Yona Giovani vs Monica Jackson: smother match

Monica had cheekily told Yona to let go of her hair, and in response the bitch tugged harder, stretching her roots as she yanked the poor former street fighter around on all fours like a dog, as Monica cried out and whined, forced to play along as Yona dominated her with natural ease and affinity.

Monica blushed...this was getting very embarrassing very quickly, Monica tried to turn things around by hugging her foes hip from behind, wrapping her arms around the girls waist to prepare her for.a German suplex.

Monica would then try to lift and slam her opponent! Grumbling and struggling to lift the bigger woman...it took a while, but if things went to plan, then Monica would perform a German suplex!

Yona tended to be the type to let her opponent get one over on her, but she didn't feel like it this time. Her opponent was fun to play with, but she wasn't interesting enough to tease her that much. She leaped off the ground slightly, using the momentum to slam her ass into Monica's face. She assumed it would make the girl fall back down onto the canvas, Yona not even having to do much to pin her in such a humiliating way.

Monica was tugged around by her hair until Yona hoped over her after making Monica trip by pulling her so much. The former street fighter eyes went wide as she watched the underside of Yona's fat ass descend down onto her face, squishing into her mouth and nose as Yona straddled Monica's full face with her bottom in mid air, slamming down and crashing Monica's skull hard into the canvas under her body weight.

Monica was knocked hard by that one...left groggy on the mat, in humiliating fashion as Monica's nose was pointed up the girls butt crack, which constantly sank and jiggled down into Monica's face as the crushed kawaii was wiggled into by Yona, Monica embarrassingly had been rocked and reduced to Yona's cushion as the sexy goth didn't even bother fighting Monica, instead just turning her into a cushion casually.

Since it was a smother match, the referee decided to count it as a pin, slowly shouting, "1.. 2...!"
Yona swayed her modestly-sized ass back and forth across her opponent's cheeks, raising an arm in the air. The audience applauded her, not expecting the magnificently evil Yona Giovanni to give fan-service to her fans, and most certainly new fans. Her eyes slanted beautifully, her lips forming into a sadistic, but warm smile. It was a look that would forever go down in history; Yona being a pretty, yet nimble and fierce fighter. She had everyone in the palm of her hand, as her plan continued to stay afloat, despite Renee not exactly falling for the bait at this moment.

Monica heard the ref counting... Other than that she mostly just experienced her foes butt, the weight warmth, softness and darkness was distracting and deeply embarrassing, the street fighter barely reached over to touch the ropes, as the ref counted.

" two...! " Th- rope break! " The ref called, as Yona remained seated sternly on Monica's face, obscuring the fighters face under her butt cheeks.

" Mff!...ggfet off! " Monica ordered in frustration, as she had got the rope break but had to wUt for Yona to get up, meaning Yona's fans were treated to an extra few seconds of deep butt smothering action.

Yona stomped on her opponent's head, keeping her foot lodged over her hair, continuing to mess her hair up as she rubbed the heel of her boot against it. Her eyes widened, giving Monica the entire view of the scarlet flames of depravity that she has for eyes. She breaks out in laughter, not an ounce of sympathy on her face. Her opponent was weak as a fly, and she knew it. She didn't fear her one bit. Of course, she knew when not to underestimate her opponents, but she could also differentiate a true threat over that of a rookie, only ever capable of being saved by luck. Yona knew she'd snuff out any bit of luck the girl beneath her had left.

Under her foe's musky bottom Monica had nearly had gained a loss, barely kicking out. Score three, as Yona stood up and stamped down on her hair. The former street fighter struggled and grumbled out in frustration, grabbing her foes leg and lifting it, while trying to get up quickly to a kneeling position, at which point Monica would try to lock her arms around Yona's sides and tighten them before lifting her and falling back to attempt a back suplex.

Yona, impressed that the girl could at least slip out of her beat down, let her jobber of an opponent wrap her arms around her hips. In her drunken state, she was in absolute euphoria at the idea of being touched in such a way. She giggled cutely, placing her hands over her lips in amazement. Well, before she was quickly slammed onto the canvas. She held the back of her head, the alcohol not doing much to numb the pain. She screamed loudly, leaving herself open to attack. The brunette still had more than enough strength in her tank to absolutely demolish Monica, but she wanted to see if she could make this fight worth her time. She put on her best impression of a woman in pain, rolling around the mat slowly, before clenching her eyes shut. She wasn't much of a good actor, but damn, once she took a single sip of whiskey she was a Hollywood star.

Monica was naturally quite mean spirited and savage when angry, so it didn't take good acting from her drunkard opponent to make Monica believe that she was hurting.

Monica got up to her feet and approached her opponent, before pushing her foot harshly into the girls side to push her onto her back, before then lifting.that same foot, wriggling it to drop her shoe onto Yona's face...before pressing her sock covered foot right down into her opponents face, assaulting her nose and mouth with the stink and bitterness of her foot.

Monica went for a pin that would likely wouldn't win her the match, but it sure was satisfying
 The ref moved down onto her knees to count.

Yona was having a fun time, but the moment her opponent placed her foot on her face, she decided that she was dead to her. She shoved the slutty freak off of her, seemingly waking up from being unconscious for a few minutes. She leaped on Monica, punching her face in repeatedly. Yona eventually even pulled on her opponent's top, headbutting her over ten times. Yona didn't care if she'd die or get injured from her attacks, she was pissed that she'd even humiliate her like that, even if she was too drunk to fully understand her surroundings.