Mai Nagasawa vs. Helvetica Lee

“The hell do you mean, 'for once?'” Helvetica huffed, as she tried with futility to wriggle her head free. While utterly failing to dislodge her head from between Mai's well-toned legs, the petulant wrestling hipster was at least taking some satisfaction from her opponent's admission that this was, of course, not wrestling.

“At least you know enough to ad- Ow!” Helvetica's snotty response was cut short, nearly immediately, as she felt the sting of Mai's hand coming down hard, across her backside. “Ow, hey! Hey! S-stop it!” Helvetica's mewling protests were drowned out completely by the crowd, however, as Mai's hand came slapping loudly across Helvetica's ample bottom. Each strike sound out loudly, sending the soft flesh of Helvetica's bum bouncing to and fro, while the “student of the game” could only squirm and struggle, failing to recoil away. "Stop yelling m-moonspeak, at me!"

The crowd, of course, was eating Mai's antics up. Their susceptibility to what Helvetica knew to be obvious pandering only served to fuel her anger. For those few that could see her face, pinned between Mai's well-toned thighs, Helvetica's face was glowing nearly as bright a red as her knocked-about, punished ass. Anger bubbling over, Helvetica pushed forward, driven by a clumsy rage. Her feet sliding across the mat haphazardly, hands clutching tightly at Mai's legs just at the back of her knees, Helvetica ran with all of her might towards the ropes, hoping to catch the mecha-cat-fox-pander-bear-and-so-forth girl against them.

Mai waited patiently for Helvetica's response, believing she had all night while she had the fangirl's head trapped between her powerful thighs. All she needed to do was wait for whatever snarky response Helvetica had and then drop her down. After that, she figured a pin would be no problem.

However, surprisingly Helvetica had other plans. it was hard to keep Helvetica completely locked in her deadly thighs. The constant straining of her leg muscles was not something she could keep up indefinitely even as she struggled against Helvetica's resistance.

So when Helvetica suddenly pushed instead of pulled, Mai was caught off guard. She yelped as her hands waved in the air and she stumbled backwards until she flopped against the ropes, sitting on the middle rope with her back resting against the top rope and her legs spread, giving Helvetica the freedom she wanted while putting the two girls in an embarrassing position.

Helvetica was left gasping for air, as she felt Mai finally lean off of her. The "student of the game" never would have admitted it, but her opponent had nearly choked her out in the center of the ring. Any kind of resistance would have been a surprise, but the fact that Helvetica was able to push Mai back to the ropes left the wrestling hipster beaming, with pride. It was hard not to pat herself on the back at pretty much any given point in time, of course, but Helvetica was feeling rather proud of her counter-move. Now, it was simply a matter of deciding what she should do, next.

With Mai leaning back against the ropes, and her own body still in a crouched position, Helvetica tried to run through the gamut of options, before her. She could try to hook the legs, right? Or lift her opponent from below, maybe? Or, Helvetica finally decided, she could embrace the role of the heel, and make her opponent pay for all of her obnoxious audience pandering. Getting set on her knees, Helvetica used her left arm to hug Mai, pulling her away from the ropes. At the same time, she brought her right arm swinging forward in an uppercut blow, trying to plant her forearm squarely between Mai's legs.

It was a dirty move, sure, but sometimes the classics just were. Helvetica beamed at the audience, grinning from ear to ear as she swung the cheap shot straight to her foe's core. "Hah," she laughed, "something wrong, Mai? Does it hurt, when someone actually drops the bullshit and tries to wrestle?" The crowd was jeering Helvetica, the referee was already threatening to disqualify her. In the end, though, the only thing Helvetica wanted, was to bring the cocky Mai down low.

Mai panted as she leaned against the ropes, Helvetica still latched onto her as Mai lifted up her gloved hands and pushed them into the fangirl's hair, hoping to shove Helvetica off of her.

It seemed that Helvetica also wanted Mai forward and she stumbled when she was yanked, leaving herself open to the brutal low blow. Mai's eyes widened and her mouth formed a perfect O when the forearm crashed between her legs. Mai slumped forward instantly, her face washing with pain as she flopped against Helvetica and tried desperately to push her hands between her legs.

The "Student of the Game" had certainly taken good notes when it came to the how to be a sneaky bitch class. Mai couldn't even respond to Helvetica.

Helvetica felt the jeers and disdain of the crowd washing over her slender shoulders, as her strike found its home. Grinning from ear to ear, Helvetica savored the moment as she felt Mai slumping down onto her. With a smirk, the “student of the game” opted to slowly grind her arm against Mai's tenderized crotch, hoping to cause her opponent a bit more pain. This wasn't pandering, she told herself; this was just some classic heel work. Really, it was the ridiculous catgirl's fault for not anticipating it. Yeah, that was it.

Really, though, Helvetica was feeling far from dominant. Her still half-exposed bum ached, and the roots of her hair were aching horribly after Mai's attempts to force her off. Still, she'd managed to stun her opponent, and that gave the American at least a little room, to brag.

“What's the matter, Mai?” she said, through a sharp sneer, “I-I thought ... we were going to get back to wrestling, huh?” Pushing through the pain, Helvetica tried to wrap her arm over Mai's shoulder, to get her in position for a DDT. Or, was that arm supposed to go over the neck? Maybe hook the arm? Dammit! Helvetica tugged impotently at her opponent, trying to force her away from the ropes but taking far too long to set up a next move. “Just- Just give up, dammit! You clearly don't know what you're doing, gawd! Let me pin you and get this over with!”

"Nyaah!"

Mai yelped again when Helvetica forced her hand roughly from between her legs. now she was gripping Helvetica's thighs weakly with one hand while her other massaged her sore womanhood. She panted against Helvetica's belly while the girl gloated and taunted her and pulled her away from the ropes, Mai's heavy steps dragging along as the fangirl started to try and set her up for... something...

by the time Helvetica yelled in frustration, Mai squeezed her arms around Helvetica and lifted her up for an atomic drop. She was going to show the "student of the game" how to bust someone's undercarriage legally!

The frustration of not being able to fit Mai's body into a reasonable wrestling hold was somewhat mitigated by the feeling of the Japanese pop star's body laid out against her. The warmth of Mai's panting, laid-out figure against Helevetica's soft, welcoming body gave her a surprising sense of satisfaction. Granted, it was frustrating as hell that Helvetica wasn't able to catch Mai in another hold, but the "student of the game" couldn't help but grin, sadistically as she felt Mai collapse into her, int he attempt.

Still, as Mai wasn't falling prey to her hold, her frustrations mounted. To the point that Helvetica didn't even realize Mai had a hold of her, until the American's body was hoisted into the air. When she felt her tailbone crashing down on Mai's toned knee, Helvetica could only recoil and wail in pain. "Aaaoooowwww!" she screamed, losing her grip on Mai completely. "Th-the hell, dammit?" Helvetica groaned, spine curling as she tried to lean away from her opponent. Reaching back, Helvetica began rubbing her bum, hands vigorously kneading her ample ass, as she tried to massage the pain out of her tailbone. "Why do you have to suck, so much?" Helpless, Helvetica struggled to get her body under control. However, Mai's firm grip on her squirming body and the loud, supportive cheer of the crowd told her that she was firmly in her opponent's grip, like it or not.

Mai was willing to go along with Helvetica's nonsense far longer than most people would have. She didn't even mind teasing the girl a bit and having some fun with it. Mai was generally a nice person with a light heart and a good sense of humor.

After the low blow, she was no longer laughing.

Helvetica almost sat upon Mai's knee like a child a Christmas time and while she groaned and complained, Mai was already implementing her next action. Her arms wrapped around Helvetica's and she sqqueezed tightly, pinning their bodies together in a tight bearghug that mashed their chests together. Mai then pushed her forehead against Helvetica's and stared into the fangirl's eyes.

"Lee-san. You have no honor. You shame me, the fans, the ring and yourself with the way you behave in this ring. I'm done playing around with you. If you can see past your own inflated ego then pay attention while I give you a free lesson in how to wrestle!"

Mai would try and arch her back and hit Helvetica with a belly-to-belly suplex.

Helvetica told herself it was impossible to be intimidated, as Mai stared her down. She wasn't scared, she told herself; Mai was far too silly to be intimidating, right? Right? Helvetica wriggled in Mai's bearhug, her futile attempts to escape the bear hug intensifying as she tried to get away from her opponent.

“Sh-shut up!” Helvetica said, between pushes. Her body couldn't work a bit of air between herself and Mai, while the mecha-catfox-pop-darling drove the air out of her lungs with the hold. Helvetica knew that muscle tone didn't really mean anything in wrestling. However, it sure would help if she didn't feel so damned squishy, as Mai ground her down.

“Don't talk to me,” Helvetica grunted, “about 'shaming' the ring! You're the one- ugghn!- that came out here dressed like a cartoon furry whore! Have you even- gah!- done a real move, yet?” At which point, as if on cue, Mai hit the belly-to-belly suplex and planted Helvetica flat out on the mat. The “student of the game” was laid out on the mat, entire body heaving as she struggled for air. Pushing through the pain, Helvetica managed the strength for a wincing sneer. “That,” she gasped, “was an easy one, you- you hack ...”

Mai hopped off of Helvetica and onto her feet while the fangirl gasped and tried to deny Mai's skill once more. The idol's face was cold as she stepped forward. She didn't have any of her usual cheer or joviality on her face. There was none to be had. Nor was she going to reply to Helvetica's words with anything other than unadulterated force.

Mai reached down for Helvetica's hair and then tried to heave her so she was hanging over the middle rope. of course Mai only wanted her there so she the mecha neko could run at the ropes, grab onto them and slam her legs into Helvetica, Tiger Feint Kick style.