Andy-kun vs Felicia (complete)

"Mghh!!!...mmmm..." Feeling he was very close to fade, Andy did the only think he could, tightening his arms hold around her waist to squeeze her in a new bearhug, so both of them where now in a submission with high risk to pass out from lack of air and overheating.

"Mmmmnh!" Felicia suddenly exclaimed as Andy clamped on the bearhug. Now she was the one who couldn't breathe, and in desperation, she wrenched her lips free from Andy's as she stopped the kiss. Gasping for air, she let her head rest beside Andy's as she continued to squeeze into him...

"Unghhhhh.... " Andy breathed out a weak groan as she coiled herself tighter around his waist and neck, restrainting him more. With a last effort he went all out with the hug, trying to make her pass out.

After that last effort, he was not able to struggle more and went weak in her suffocating embrace, surrendering to the enveloping double hug of her legs and arms. His breathing shallowed and he went limp, resting on Felicia's body.

If his last squeeze worked he would luckily cover her for the pinfall despite his unconsciousness. Or else, he was helpless in her arms. A 3rd possibility was that of a double KO.

Felicia gasped as Andy tightened his hold. Her breathing became shallow as Andy squeezed the breath out of her, and for a moment, she thought she was going to pass out..


...that is, until Andy suddenly went limp in her arms, his hold completely relaxing. Slowly and dizzily, Felicia managed to push herself onto her side along with Andy, still squeezing into him with the last of her strength. "Check...him...ref..." she managed to say weakly.

Andy was in a dreamy state as a last, barely conscious paart of him heard the ref lift his arm, as it dropped down. He realized it was going to be all over and his spirit urged him to fight, but it only resulted in a weak squirming in her arms.
If she had enough strenght to hold him in place, or she simply decided to sooth him in relaxation, he was likely to fall asleep.

Felicia was barely able to hold on herself as she squeezed into Andy. Every fibre of her body just wanted to collapse in exhaustion, but she continued to squeeze into him. Now that she wasn't kissing him, her grip on his head quickly turned into a breast smother, and she leaned her head against his, her breath drifting down his neck as the referee raised and dropped Andy's arm a second time....

When the ref held his arm for the 3rd time he refused by pure istinct to let it drop. Though, he was totally helpless now, especially when she had shifted her hold on the already air-restrainted opponent into a breast-smother suffocation.

Felicia cursed inwardly. Why the heck wouldn't this idiot just suffocate already? Breathing heavily, she squeezed more on his head and waist, cranking the smother and scissors for all they were worth.

Her deeper smother and squeeze drained to the each last drops of his resistence. Though a very slight part of his istinct pushed him to fight back still... he had no strenght left and the very slow movements of his arms in an attempt to push her off were just resulting in soft caresses to her sweaty body, while his nose was now trapped in her tight cleavage with no hope to breathe and he faded for good in her evil coils.

Felicia gasped slightly as Andy began to caress her body once again. She didn't stop him, but allowed him to continue to weakly massage and caress her. All the while, her twin holds began to gradually weaken...