AZUMI vs Chelsea Loski

It was impossible to breathe after that crash to the stomach as Azumi's hands quickly covered her stomach, gasping and heaving for air. Her opponent knew the trouble she was in, continuing her attack on her stomach as she ripped away her arms from the stomach, holding them up and stranded in the air before a vicious punt to the stomach crashed into her. Her eyes widened as spit flew out of her mouth, body curling inward as she shuffled around to her back, planting the foot in the base of her spine, pulling on her arm and leg to stretch out her stomach even more!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Chelsea was really working Azumi now watching her scream out and cough after the series of successful hits to her body. It had taken the worst of the match and Chelsea was looking to make sure that continued going into the rest of this match as she pressed her foot as far down into her as possible. Once she had done that for roughly 40 seconds she let go and would let Azumi rest up before coming up and actually placing herself on her chest.

“You got some pulled don’t you with a scream like that. Let’s put a stop to it.” Chelsea would say looking to wrap her legs around her head and squeezing. She would make a figure 4 with it and try to pull on her own leg to squeeze her head tighter. And with her other hand she would drive a punch down into the belly of Azumi.