Airi Shijima vs. Lotte Davies - Schoolgirl Strip match

Thankfully Lotte didn't seem out to smother her, but it was little condolence to the flustered Airi, who continued to let out muffled cries, squirming uncomfortably beneath her foe's large and soft bust. Finally getting at least some semblance of composure amidst her panic, the orange-haired girl reached up towards her opponent's shoulders, frantically trying to push her off.

"Mmm... e-ehh??? W-whoa! S-so strong!" Airi somehow managed to power the blonde off her face (probably due to being distracted with all the fun she was having). With both arms somewhere else, namely Airi's chest, Lotte lost balance and rolled off beside the cute orange-haired fighter, pangs of pain hitting her shoulder. "Guuah... n-nice job...!"

Airi's bright red face was now free, as she took in a deep gasp of air in relief. Still riled up, the orange-haired girl swiftly rolled over and scurried a short distance away, holding her arms protectively over her chest and panting heavily. "Th... that... was... close... ahhhh..." she managed to wheezing out, trying to regain her composure and calm down again.

Lotte groaned, sitting back up. "Owowow... heh, was it now? I bet we can get a lot closer before we leave the ring, Miss Airi~" she would push onto her feet, taking another deep breath before her next attack.

She would back up two paces, before closing back in, aiming a heavy kick underneath Airi's chin! All assuming that Airi would stay down of course.

Airi never was that comfortable with skinship or intimacy, being one who really didn't understand her emotions. And so Lotte's comment came off as a bit of a threat to her, throwing the orange-haired girl off her focus yet again. "I.. Th-think I'll paAAGHHHHHHK...!"

Caught unprepared, Airi took a hard kick to the chin, snapping her head backwards and sprawling her out across the mat. Knocked into a complete daze, she could only lay there helplessly, groaning in pain.

Her foot connected right where she'd wanted it to. The blonde was actually a bit surprised that Airi hadn't dodged, but no point in complaining. "Hmm, you should try opening up a bit more, Airi!" Lotte called to the now-unresponsive orange girl.

"Here, I'll help ya out, even!" Giggled the blonde, diving down to straddle Airi's stomach, wrapping her arms around her dazed foe's back to pull her up a bit, until their chests made contact with one another, sending tingles of arousal through the cosplayer and appreciative whoops through the audience.

A strange tingling in her chest awoke Airi from her stupor, quickly finding herself pressed boob to larger boob against Lotte. "Wha-wah-wah...!" She stuttered, her face going red once again. Briefly freezing up in shock, the orange-haired girl started to squirm wildly, wanting to break free but instead only rubbing their chests against each other.

Airi's struggling was very cute... and very inefficient. Their chests collided, red material meshing with black. Her hands clasped against Airi's back, she could start looking for where the bra hooked together. Although just nuzzling together like this wasn't bad... but the crowd demanded action and excitement!

In her panic, Airi didn't notice Lotte unhooking the back of her bra until it was too late. "AH!" she shouted in dismay as the skimpy garment went limp on her, no longer offering any support to her modest, perky breasts. Though she was probably more irritated that she was behind in points again than anything else, the orange-haired girl desperately tried to use that chance to escape and get back on her feet.

The bra unhooked fairly easily, this match was going along pretty fast! Lotte smiled with glee even as Airi wiggled away again, leaving behind a thin black trophy. The blonde got back on her feet as well, facing away from her topless opponent.

Rather than getting immediately back in the fight, she was... celebrating? The airheaded cosplayer was waving Airi's bra around to the roaring crowds. "Which one of you lovely people is feeling luckiest today?" She called out, tossing the small undergarment, causing a mini-fight to break out in the stands amongst the perverts. "Wow, Miss Airi's so popular!"