"Buxom" Bea vs. Songbird

Songbird would continue the submission as she pulled Bea's legs further. She knew Bea was going to get to the ropes sooner or later, but first she has to weaken her a little.

Bea was in pain. Her struggles were only rewarded by getting inches closer to the ropes with each try. Her entire body from the mid-section down was in pain, but there was relief on her mind when she felt her hand blindly grab a hold of the cylindrical freedom of the ropes!

As soon as Bea touched the ropes, Songbird would release her from the submission and would step back a little to ready herself and give Bea some time to recover.

Bea would lay on the mat, holding the ropes even after Songbird had let her go free of the hold. She wasn't sure that if she stood up that her legs wouldn't give out on her for doing so. Slowly she would pull herself to her feet, using the ropes as both an aid and a crutch once she was standing.

Songbird looked at her and put her index finger on her lip in thought. "Seems you're having trouble standing. I wonder how long you can keep up with me." She walked a little closer to her and would crack her knuckles in preparation to fight.

Bea was panting heavy and could feel herself drained. She needed to slow Songbird down, but how? The idea came to her as she leaned against the rope. She would take a few steps back, stretching the elastic limits of it before launching herself at Songbird, sticking her ample chest out to try and knock the agile girl down!

Indeed, Songbird was knocked out hard with Bea's body on her. Feeling Bea's chest on her face, Songbird was indeed outraged. "Get your disgusting chest off me!" She would try to grab at Bea's hair and pull her to the left side to try and go vice versa so that Songbird would be on top of her. If that worked, then she'll try to go for a headlock.

Bea didn't want to give up this position. Yes she felt it was a bit disrespectful to be fighting this way when their match had been going so well, but Bea was losing badly through it. So as Bea's hair was grabbed, she instinctively wrapped her arms around Songbird's head, aiming to bring her full-on into her ample chest for a breast smother. It wouldn't matter much who landed on top if Bea successfully executed the smother.

As Songbird fell into the smother, she sounded very angry and would try to pry herself off. But if Bea wouldn't let go, she's got another thing coming. Songbird would secretly use one hand to grab at the side of Bea's neck with the thumb at her adam's apple. With the other she would try to claw at Bea's face while she tried to pry her own head out.

If successful, she would try to get out of the way quickly and prepare her next move.

Bea thought she had Songbird subdued, but she was terribly mistaken. Starting to make a choking sound as the thumb pressed into her jugular, Bea was suddenly met with a scraping across her face, being the final straw that caused her to release Songbird and try to roll away as quickly as could while holding her neck and face.