"Buxom" Bea vs. Songbird

While Bea was recovering, Songbird would rub her face a little and spit out in disgust. "Aw man *cough cough* that was disgusting!" If Bea was still trying to get up, Songbird would run quickly to get to her, still upset, and claw at her breasts with all her strength before she threw Bea to the center of the ring.

Bea frowned a bit as Songbird wiped her face in disgust, "I'm sorry...I needed to find a way to shift the tide..." she would say with regret. Through her guilt, Bea didn't have time to react as she shouted from the clawing at her breasts followed by being thrown into the center of the ring, where Bea would feel a bit dizzy, holding her clawed assets.

"If you want to try to shift this match into your favor, try something else!" begged Songbird as she tried to get at Bea's legs and put her in a figure four leglock.

Bea fell to the ground with ease as Songbird tried to put her in a figure-four leglock. "No!!!" she would shout, finding a newfound source of adrenaline as she leaned forward, trying to grab at Songbird's head and neck in a crude attempt to headlock the girl before she could complete the submission move.

As soon as Volcanica got Bea's legs in a four-shape, she would slap Bea's face as she would try to complete the hold by laying down. If this worked, she would begin to twist Bea's foot for more pain.

Bea held her face after she was slapped, not able to counteract the figure-four lock Bea started flopping down and up on the mat in pain as her foot was put into the devastating hold. She would grab at her own hair in pain as she tried to fight the urge to give up.

Seeing Bea getting weaker, Songbird would then bend the toes of that foot as she said, "Beatrice Bella, what say you to this? If you don't submit now, I'll not only break your leg, foot, and toes, Ibut 'll give you worse than what you are experiencing now."

Bea would shake her head side to side in protest, reaching backwards for the ropes. She didn't want to give up, but she couldn't see any other way out now. She hadn't done what she believed was her best, but she was stuck between a rock and a hard place. Failing to grab the rope, Beas hand would fall to the mat in a tapping motion, while her eyes would burst into tears.

Songbird would look to Bea, still holding her foot, and ask, "Is that a tap? Do you submit?"

The ref girl would come over to Songbird, trying to pull the girl off.

"Yes!!! Yes I submit!!!"

The bell finally rung to signal the end of the match.