Training with Kuri

It looked like he's really in trouble as Kuri were drawing closer, but Kido apparently had another idea. He'd leaned backwards to the post, counting "One, two" inside his head, and as her fist came closer, the boy suddenly swung his right foot upwards, kicking her arms away. Three!

If it worked then he would jumped at her, wrapping her waist with his arms and try to push her down to the mat.

Kuri was not surprised when he kept the same pattern he'd been using, let her attack, and then counter with some slightly aerobatic move. She hadn't been expecting the kick to the wrist, which knock away her arms as he went to tackle her by the waist. She would smirk, and try to grab him ariund the waist, and pull him in for a bearhug. If this failed she would fall to the mat.

Kido didn't expect her to be prepared against his move. She managed to grab his waist before he grabbed hers, and suddenly he was pulled towards her busty body. His chest was pressed against her magnificent breasts as she trapped him in a bearhug position.

"Waahh?!" he let out a yelp as his rather skinny figure were captured by his opponent. Careless, careless Kido, he thought to himself.

Although her soft breast felt nice as they bumped against his chest, this is definitely not a time to think about those things. He need to get himself out from this situation as soon as possible before she managed to crush him.

Kuri managed to grab Kido in her bearhug, and she smiled "Hello there~" she said, before trying to squeeze him tighter in her hug, and rub her breasts against his chest. Then as she enjoyed his struggles, she would use one hand to try and push his head into her soft breasts to turn it into a breastsmother. "Take a quick nap why don't you?" She would whisper to him if she succeeded.

He felt his air and strength and gradually sapped away by her hug and his eyes began to close little by little as the she tightened her squeeze. The feeling of her soft breasts against his chest served more as a distraction to his resistance rather than the pain. Still, he tried not to give in and would leaned his head backwards a bit by bit.

It's... not.... over... until... it's... over...! He silently reminded himself as he tried his best to ignore the pain.

As her hand was about to reach his head to push him towards her breast, Kido opened his eyes and with all the remaining strength in his body he'd suddenly smashed his head against her. Depending on her reaction it could hit her chin, or nose, and there's also the possibility it'd fail.

Kuri blushed with happiness as his struggles in her bearhug began to fade, her tight squeeze and her bountiful breasts squeezing the strength out of him. But of course, he would not stop trying to resist, and his headbutt caught her on the chin, jarring her, but only encouraging her to lock in the breastsmother, whivh she try to do, "Aww, dont resist, you kmow you love it~" she purred

Whatever he tried to say only came out as a couple of muffled responses. His consciousness began to fade as she keep pressing his head towards that deadly breasts of hers. He'd try to hold out for a little bit longer, although he realized that his willpower alone wouldn't help him to get out of this situation.

Kuri was showing off her in-ring attitude now, "The Empress" in full flare. Kido was slowly weakening in the warm prison she had set up just for him, as he got closer and closer to passing out Kuri would tease him by allowing him only a split second of air, then trying to slam him back into the smother before he really built up kind of air in his lungs. This was very slightly dangerous, as the repeated smashes might accidentally give him air! However, Kuri was confident she had him under her thumb. If successfull, after she bored of this she would release him just before he passed out, then she would gently lower him to the ground, crouching nearby. "You are cute, and a good fighter, but against the Empress, the only question is how should I defeat you~" she purred quietly into his ear.

Kido was wondering for a while whether he just should give up to avoid fainting. It's not like a result matter in a spar like this. As Kuri continued to play with him, loosening and tightening her squeeze, he became gradually weaker and weaker. Somehow the busty woman decided to release the boy and put him to the mat gently, right about when he's thinking to tap. He slightly opened his eyes, and panted heavily, gasping for air. He couldn't really hear whatever she's saying in her purring voices at the moment. Something about being an Empress, blah blah. He stared blankly at her for a while before rolling aside weakly, trying to get on all four.

Kuri had to kiss her teeth in annoyance, she had been out of practice with her smothers, and she had miscalculated, and he was still able to move. Kido rolled aside weakly and she sighed, looks like it wasnt over yet. Kuri looked at him one more time, before smiling "Well, good morning!" then she got into stance and watched as he got on all fours, and she would move in preparing to attack.