Yadira and Ambrosine vs Okami and Ataru (complete)

Yadira and Ambrosine came out as an instumental version of Self Esteem and the crowd would cheer at their breathtaking attire as they would enter the ring. Yadira was in a gold swimsuit with a thong bottom and black high-heeled boots and Ambrosine was wearing the same thing, just silver colors instead of gold. "So, how do you like our attire Okami?" Yadira and Ambrosine would ask him as they ignored Ataru. Yadira went to the corner as Ambrosine stayed and got into her stance.

Elimination Tag Team Match - KO (count of 10) to eliminate any of the contenders; both opponents must be eliminated to win the match

Okami blushed bright red at the seductive attire of the two voluptuous girls. He was about to ingenuously fall into their taunting trick, taking a step close as if willing to start fighting, but Ataru pulled him back.

"Hey... you should take your time to rest, i'll take care of business in this first part of the match!". With that said, Ataru walked to the middle of the ring, ready to face Ambrosine, going to invite the curvy and tall girl to a starting test of strenght.

Ambrosine had laced fingers with Ataru, having her tongue lick her lips. "So, after we beat you, our little toy Okami will be all ours? I don't think I'll need to tag in Yadira, I'll smother you out myself!" Ambrosine taunted as she would pull him in closer, wrenching his arms, making them straight, if Ataru would let go, that would be a very smart move, for Ambrosine would get back into her stance.

Ataru was expecting Ambrosine to push against him, so when she did the opposite, pulling him in, the boy was surprised and went bumping against her voluptuous body, getting quite distracted by the soft impact with her curves. "G-Gasp...".

"So, you don't want to let go? That's fine with me baby, you're kind of cute too...but Okami is so fun to play with!" Ambrosine would twist back up, bringing him to his knees and putting her foot on his chest. "Are you losing on purpose? You should, so we don't hurt you too much!"

The sexy blond was surprisingly strong, enough to easily maneuvre Ataru into her taunting hold.
"Ungf... i w-won't give up that easily..", he would groan, blushing at the pressure from the sole of her foot as he tried to wriggle out of her grip but he couldn't at the moment.

Ambrosine would go foward and slam Ataru down with her high-heeled boot, trying to get him worn down. "So, is this all you have to offer? Because that is pathetic!" She would say, grinding her boot on his chest.

"Unffhhhh..!!", Ataru was slightly short breathed and in pain from having Ambrosine's foot pressing his chest down, but he was far from surrendering.
"Y-You should not understimate your opponent..", he groaned and wriggled his hands free, so that he could grab and wrench her ankle, willing to change his unconfortable position into an ankle lock applied on his sexy opponent. "Haha.. i got you now", he would say with a grin.

"Yeouch! I guess you do!" Ambrosine said, attempting to kick Ataru's side so he would let go. If he did, she would get up and quickly get up and sit on his ribs.

"Ungh.. almost.". Her high heeled kick hit right into Ataru's ribs, forcing the boy to let go. As he rubbed the sore part, Ambrosine had all the chances to squat down onto him, sitting her voluptuous butt onto his chest.
"Umpff... l-let go...", he groaned, his hands rubbing her thighs in a frantic, uneffective attempt at getting free.