A mighty pony mare debuts: Okami vs Lelannie

Still stunned from the legdrop. Okami was grappled into Lelannie's modified gogoplata with relative ease.
"G-garrrkkkk....!!". With one of her meaty legs pressed directly across his throat, the young male tried to breathe but he just could not!
His wolvish-looking hands were trying to pry her legs apart, but with the hold perfectly locked it was a desperate quest, and with each new second spent inthere Okami was losing more and more strenght, getting dizzy from lack oxygen.

Lelannie "The Drakkar" Darkmane had this submission hold locked down for the time being. Omani was destined to lose if he couldn't do anything. Had he stay in the hold, he'd pass out, guaranteeing his loss but also risking severe damage to his larynx. "Best Tap out! Momma doesn't want to hurt you!"

Gurgling and groaning in pain, the young wolvish male was squirming in Lela's deadly trap to no avail. At this rate Okami was going to tap out or pass out in seconds. He needed to do something, and he knew that it was now or never.

To his further humiliation, she had addresses herself as "Momma" again, demoralizing her smaller prisoner, but that was not the time to be embarrassed, that was the time to fight back!

"Nghhrrrhhhh....not.....done... Rawrghhhh!". With a huge effort Okami would place his free hand under Lela's hips and start to get up, lifting their combined weight. Halfway from standing up fully, the wolfboy would suddenly drop down into a sort of powerbomb, hopefully strong enough to break the hold and maybe turn the tables.

The power bomb was successful only in causing her to loosen the grip of the Gate. She held it as it was still enough to devastate his throat. She felt as she didn't need to re lock fully but that was probably a bad mistake for her.

With the lethal grip loosened, Okami got the chance to slip both hands into Lela's guard and break her submission, snarling in a feral effort to pry apart her powerful legs.

"Grrrrr... *cough cough *... Free at last, and there's more!". With a smirk that showed well his fangs, Okami would then reach around Lela's waist and pick her up into a tight bearhug.
He should have rather taken time to recover and catch his breathing though, as the huge effort required to escape from the Gate had pushed him to the limit.

"grrr..w-what...? Not now...!". Okami felt something changing in his body, his hair, muscles, size quickly getting back to those of his normal cute boy appearance.
In a few seconds, Lelannie would realize that there was not a strong werewolf squeezing her any longer, but a smaller boy clinging around her waist with a cute pleasant hug, with a priceless concerned expression on his face.

At first, Lelannie was hurting by the hug, but suddenly the pain vanished and all she felt was a small boy hugging her waist ass if to grope her ass. "Well isn't that just the cutest thing you ever saw? He wants a hug! Mwehehehehehehehe! I will give him the ultimate hug then!"

At that given time, the mare grabbed him by the waist and hiked him up to a more comfortable spot. His head was in her cleavage, but she pulled him at the waist into a death grip. He was stuck in an inescapable submission.

Turned back to a mere human, Okami was now a cute and much smaller boy that Lelannie could easily pick him up into her own crushing yet very teasing version of a bearhug... or a mare-hug, as it should be probably called.

The silverhair boy would squirm ineffectively as his feet left the ground so that he would be denied of any leverage and rendered helpless in her "loving" embrace.
"Unghhff.... thank you but I'd rather appreciate if you ut me downfpffffhhh....!!!", the boy's amusingly embarassed attempt at talking his way out was promtly silenced by Lelannie's ample breasts as they just engulfed him into soft smothering flesh, burying his embarassed face inbetween her cleavage.

"mrpffhhh... mphhh....!". Like that, Okami was having the air squeezed out of his lungs by Lela's powerful arms, while at the same time her large bosoms denied him any new air supply to breathe in. Even his cries of pain from Lela's squeeze were turned into cute, muffled noises, and the fans were loving it!

Poor Okami would try to pull his face back from those breast-pillows suffocating him, his small hands placed at the pony-mare shoulders in a weak attempt at fighting her strong hug, but it was quite evident that the boy was not going anywhere.
To Okami's further humiliation, the huge size gap and Lelannie's way to hug him tight to her bosoms made him look like a little child in tauntingly maternal-like embrace, and there wasn't a single thing he could do about it as she kept  draining his strenghts in such lethal and  embarassing hold.

Lelannie waited until the last second to squeeze again, but this time, she used the max brunt of her leverage to apply down onto his back. He would have to tap out or suffer paralysis. She just held the grip tightly on him and remained silent.

Squeezed into a crushing vice by Lelannie's mighty arms, Okami was pressed even further inbetween her large smothering breasts.
Despite being forcefully bent backwards by the increasing pressure of her bearhug, his head was still trapped in her deep cleavage, denying him not only air, but even the chance to speak out a submission.

"mrpfhh.....@_@". Succumbing to the painful and literally breathtaking embrace, soon Okami's arms would drop down drained of all their strenght. The boy was now reduced into a docile, helpless ragdoll in Lelannie's arms: feeling his own senses slowly drifting away, the poor boy's dulled mind could still realize that, embarrassing as it could be, he was given no other choice but to submit or pass out.

Barely conscious, he only had enough strenght left to meekly tap against the pony mare's curvy hip.
But it was totally up to her whether to acknowledge that weak attempt at surrendering... or to squeeze her male toy to sleep in any case.

As the bell rang, she folded back her ears and smiled. "Great try, but you fell short hun." She offered a hand. She was at least a fair sport.