Yasha Love Vs. Bullet Ant

Yasha was once again rolled onto her back and couldn't help but smile as the pair rolled across the ring. The bewildered ref slapped down another "1!" count and Yasha struggled to roll the Any on her shoulders once more. But tis time she wasn't looking to pin the Ant. This back and forth could probably go one forever.

Instead, if she could get Ant on her shoulders, she would try and position herself so her face was right in front of Ant's legs, looking down. She would then grin devilishly and shout, "Demon Love, SHOCK!" And take a deep breath and force her face down between Ant's legs and blow the biggest raspberry she could muster.

Underneath the mask, Bullet Ant was smiling at the situation. Yes it was dizzying, yes it involved her face being perilously close to Yasha's vinyl covered womanhood, but trading pins back and forth was kind of fun, and calming her rage down a bit. Even if the ref slapped "One!" again she'd just roll through and continue the rolling ball of pinfalls until one of them got to dizzy to counter.

"AAAAAAAAAAH!" She shrieked when Yasha pulled that trick on her. That was mean, uncalled for and damaged her outfit which which she spent hours trying to get perfectly right. Changing strategy she tried to catch Yasha in a headscissor hold once she got her shoulders off the mat. Yes, she'd risk another... low blow... but she'd suffered them before, it was horrible but now she was going to show Yasha what happens to people who sexually assaulted her.

"They get PHYSICALLY assaulted."

Yasha had to close her eyes when Ant shrieked. Hilde grimaced at the sounds. It wasn't that bad, Adrian! She thought. Yasha teased and embarrassed a little bit but Ant sounded like she had been stabbed. Unfortunately, she felt her head closed in by a pair of thighs as the tables were reversed and she was forced into her own embarrassing situation, forced into the Ant's Vee. She let out a muffled grunt as she tried to decide what to to and pushed her hands against Ant's thighs to try and push her head out from Ant's crotch.

Maybe the headscissor from this position wasn't high on Bullet Ant's list of all time good ideas. For someone who reacted so sharply to Yasha Love blowing a raspberry on her crotch, a move that forced her in closer was a bit silly. But then, the series of reversals in the small package had been kind of silly But it wasn't sexual assault silly! but now that Yasha seemed to want out: the insectoid grappler was only to eager to oblige, separating the two bodies from their tangled mess. She hoped to have done a little more damage with a headscissors, but it wasn't worth the risk. The muffled grunt had sent a shiver up the Ant's spine.

"That's for another sexual assault." Bullet grunted as she tried to give Yasha one more vindictive kick to the back before pulling herself up

Yasha grunted as she was kick, too thankful to be released from the head scissors to avoid it and rolling away She panted and crawled off away from the Ant, standing to her hands and knees. Yasha ten turned on her heels and looked with shock at Ant.

"Once again, you Taint my Love!" She declared, holding her chest as though she had been shot. "A shock of Love is exactly what gets the engine revved in preparation for a fountain shower of emotion! A River of Love!" Yasha then held out her pinky and wiggled it. "Our Love Train has not yet reached its destination, however, or have you forgotten?"

Yasha then leaned against the near by rope, stretching her arms and sliding her ass along the ropes sensually a little bit for the crowd as she prepared her next move. She then bounced off the ropes and charged at Ant, this time she went low though and dove forward to try and take out Ant's leg with her shoulder and arm and roll past the girl.

Bullet Ant was still fuming. Tainted? How was it not already. What was pure about giving another woman a kiss down there without buying dinner or 5 hard drinks? Nothing! Unfortunately her rage blinded her, not reacting quickly enough as Yasha went down low, tripping the Ant up and causing her to fall flat on her face

"Ugh!" She grunted as her nose smashed against the mat with only the thin protection of her mask for comfort.

Yasha's ploy had worked! The Ant's rage had blinded her from seeing Yasha's Love and the Demon was looking to capitalize. She spun around and hoped towards Ant to land her butt on top of Ant's back. If she managed that then she would go for her finisher, Demon's Embrace of Love! The Ultimate Dazzling and Beautiful End! To properly execute her most dazzling finisher, she would first have to slide her hands under Ant's chest and pull up on her taped down buds and put the Ant into Yasha's sexy version of a camel clutch.

"Whuh?" Bullet Ant groaned before grunting out in pain as she was forced back down flat on her belly. It was not going well at all. Especially not when she felt Yasha's hands making their way under her costume. "H-hey! Get your hands out of there!" She yelped out before she tried to muffle a scream when the Demon of love grabbed her breasts again. This time with a lot less between glove and boob.

She failed to hold it in when Yasha pulled her back into the camel clutch. "AAAAAAAAAAH!" She yelled in a mix of pain and embaressment, she was sure that the blush had turned her entire face red, the major pain in her back from the hold and the grip she had on her taped down breasts. Increasing the pressure against them to almost unbearable levels.

Yasha secured her ultimate hold with her hands cupped perfectly on Ant's smooth breasts. The pain and embarrassment was in perfect proportion to each other and as was made an indication by Ant's yell. Hilde winced on the inside, but she knew she couldn't hold up. Yasha tried to pull back even harder, knowing that quicker was better int his position.

"The Pain will end and then finally our Hearts will beat as One!" Yasha proclaimed. "All it takes is a simple... Love Tap out!" She said and beamed as she tried to put Ant past her pain and embarrassment threshold, trying to give the flattened buds a little squeeze in the hold, even as she poured on the pressure on Ant's back.

"Gah!" Bullet Ant winced as Yasha turned on the pressure both on her back and her breasts. The heat in her mask making her woozy. Tapping out seemed so attractive right now, just give up and she could be released, slip out while the Demon of Love celebrated.

"N-ngggh...." She grunted out, her hand hovering as though she was going to tap out any second "No!" She defiently yelled, balling her hand into a fist, although now her only hope of escape was if Yasha got tired before she passed out. Why couldn't she have made the mask more breathable? Why did she tape down her breats like that? Biting her lips to muffle her own scream as they were squeezed.