SHOW Me How Good I Am!

Hearing Clyde's yells in pain from her bearhug, Alessa knew that she was performing the move just right. She would keep the pressure ramped up on the hold as she squeezed tightly, trying to take as much fight out of Clyde as she could. She would feel his pushing at her arms, causing her to try and reaffirm her grip even more, not wanting to give it up to him just yet.

Heather would look on, watching Alessa's performance as she would let out a sigh, tapping her foot on the floor a bit. "..I hope she's just setting herself up to show me something of mine...Does she not know the point of this spar?" Heather would say quietly to herself, watching on in almost boredom as Alessa kept the bearhug locked in.

Alessa was indeed setting up for something, though it had nothing to do with Heather's moveset. Bracing her feet on the mat, Alessa would hold Clyde tightly before attempting to spin her and him around, trying to do a 180 almost before jumping and trying to hit him with a belly-to-belly maneuver, letting go in the move if she could to try and toss him across the ring.

Feeling Alessa's grip reaffirm as he tried to push away from her, Clyde's body would arch back even more as he winced in pain due to the strain that the bearhug was dealing to his lower-back. Being put in the exact positing he didn't want to be in right now.

The bearhug was tight and indeed painful, but once Clyde felt Alessa's feet brace down on the mat before she suddenly began to pull him along in a spin, Clyde knew he was in store for big trouble at this point and would cling tightly onto Alessa as she spun him around like weightless rag doll. "Aww Crap,,," Clyde would squeak just before Alessa released him within her belly to belly suplex maneuver, absolutely manhandling the cowboy and sending him flopping down hard onto the mat, his body bouncing up upon impact, rolling over onto his stomach then onto his back before arching up, laying there sprawled out with his chest rising up and down, dizzied and stunned by the maneuver.

"That a'int... High Flyin'..." Clyde would whisper to himself in a dazed state.

As she was able to slam Clyde down with the belly to belly, she would feel quite accomplished, letting him fly across the ring where he would slam down hard on the mat. Alessa would raise herself to her feet, smiling before she would turn to Heather who was giving her quite the sour look.

"Are you finished playing around yet or what?" Alessa would look at her with a confused look, wondering what she meant. She honestly thought she was doing good, but as Heather would stomp her foot down, she realized she hadnt done any of her moves.

She would look around in a panic, thinking of what she could do before finally something came to her mind. She would smile, letting out a sigh of relief as she would walk over to Clyde, trying to turn him onto his back so she could straddle his stomach and try to pin his wrists to the mat, Heather looking on in confusion as she did

Alessa's powerful belly-to-belly suplex had indeed sent Clyde flying across the ring, crashing down hard on the other side, sprawled out slightly with his legs weakly kicking up as if wanting to stand on his own feet, but Clyde was far too dazed to do that at the moment and could do nothing but stare up at the lights as he tried to recover from the powerhouse offense of Alessa which had put him down on the mat.

As Heather spoke, Clyde could barely hear what she had said, so this caused him to slowly turn his head and look at her out the corner of his eye, noting the sour look on her face that she mostly likely emitted because Alessa was using mostly her own moves. But before he knew it Alessa was back on the offensive as he saw her walk over to him. Quickly Clyde tried to force himself to sit up, but was forced back down when Alessa unexpectedly straddled his stomach and pinned his wrists down to the mat, keeping Clyde flat on his back against the mat.

"Al? W-What are you...?" Clyde would say to Alessa with a hint of red across his cheeks that developed when Alessa straddled him, feeling rather awkward in this intimate looking position and feeling that came with Alessa sitting on his stomach. Still, with a desperate look in his eyes, Clyde tried to break free by squirming around under Alessa and trying to raise up his hips to back her off, but all were too weak to do anything against Alessa, leaving Clyde to look up at her with his slightly reddened face while he continued to squirm, not knowing what she was planning, for Clyde didn't remember Heather teaching him any moves like this.

"S-stop squirming Clyde! Im trying to do one of Heather's moves!" Alessa would let out as she would struggle to keep Clyde in place, she would glance over at Heather for a second before nodding her head, hoping that this would make her happy with her.

Shuffling herself up Clyde, almost going along with his hips to slide up him before sitting upon his chest. Attempting to press her knees against Clyde's arms, she would try to sit herself up and sit on Clyde's face, going to cut off his air.

"Wh..." Heather would let out in disbelief as she watched what was going on in the ring, a blush developing on her face at the move that Alessa decided to use from what ahe saw of her.

"W-What move!?!?" Clyde would let out to Alessa as he continued to squirm around underneath her, trying hard to escape by moving around all he could and by trying to buck Alessa off with his hips. But as Clyde bucked his hips up, he would be surprised to see Alessa go along with the motion to slide herself up until she was sitting on his chest, pressing her knees against his arms to restrain him.

"Alessa... What are you..--Mmmmmphh!!" Clyde would say with a deep red blush across his face before being cut off as Alessa sat down upon Clyde's face. His eyes went wide as he blushed deeper, starting to panic from a lack of oxygen along with what she was doing. Prompting Clyde to frantically kick his legs around and squirm violently underneath Alessa. "Mmm! Mmmm-Mmmphh!!" Clyde would let out, shaking his head left to right as he fought for air, emitting cries that sounded like muffled moans underneath Alessa's ass as he desperately fought to escape, kicking his legs up wildly as he did so.

Feeling Clyde suddenly begin to frantically squirm, she would feel him head shaking and his muffled cries, causing quite the feeling against her crotch. With only her white cotton panties covering her, considering the fact that she was wearing her skirt, the very thing that Clyde had talked about earlier on in the match. "Haah, q-quit it!" Alessa would let out as she would reach down, trying to grasp his head with both her hands as she tried to reaffirm how she was pressing down with her knees.

Heather in the meantime was quite taken back by the move that Alessa was putting on. She would take a few steps towards the ring, planting her arms crossed on the ring apron as she would rest her chin on them. She was paying close attention to the reactions of the two, a little curious as to how the move was going to affect the spar. She couldn't help but be interested in how the facesit move would work, almost satisfied in how well it was going for Alessa, feeling like she had improved her moveset with just this one move, though she didn't know what to make of her performing it on Clyde with that attire.

"Huuurrrmmm...Mmmmphh..." Clyde would let out as he desperately tried to escape from under Alessa, trying to fight that feeling of arousal building up within him as he felt Alessa's thighs pressed against his cheeks while her white cotton panties smothered his mouth and reddened face, unable to get his legs up and stop Alessa or even push her off with his hands since Alessa held them down with her knees.

Clyde was in big trouble and this caused him to frantically buck up his lower body and shake his head in an attempt to get loose. But when Alessa grasped his head with both her hands, Clyde's head wasn't moving as much. Instead Clyde would find his nose pressed between Alessa's panty covered cheeks while he released soft, faint groans underneath her as he felt his oxygen slipping away slowly, causing his struggles to slow down as Alessa held his head still.

"Mmm-Huurrmmm...Mmuuph..." Groaned Clyde weakly against Alessa's panties, clinging onto Alessa's knees as he did so.

"Gh..h-hold oon.." Alessa would let out as those feelings from Clyde's movements and vibrations from his muffled voice reverberated against her crotch began to increase gradually. She would slowly grip Clyde's hair tighter, pressing herself closer onto his face, narrowing her eyes a bit as she stared down at Clyde, a slight glazed look coming over her eyes from the feeling.

"..She's enjoying this a bit too much.." Heather would say as she was stopping herself from stepping in and pulling Alessa off. She was loving how well the move was working, but it was eating her inside a bit the fact that Alessa seemed to be reacting to the move in quite the interesting way.

"I-if you..move around so much...it's like.." Alessa would let out, a few memories coming up of the experience that she had undergone from Chesna not too long ago as she would press herself harder onto Clyde's face, a smiliar feeling that she felt then starting to build up a bit.

"H-Heeaaatthhhhmmmmm!! Mmmm!" Clyde would cry out from under Alessa as he kicked his legs around, crying out for Heather to help him before he passed out under Alessa's rear, unable to fight the feeling building up within him as Alessa gripped his hair tightly and pressed her muff down harder against Clyde's mouth and nose, releasing faint, vibrating moan under the girl's rear while trying to escape, no longer able to hide his own arousal from what Alessa was doing to him, which was embarrassing enough because Heather was right there and able to clearly see the stiff bulge that was developing under his jeans.

Clyde couldn't hear much on what Alessa was saying to him since he was far too focused on escaping. "Mmmm!!!" Clyde would cry out immediately when Alessa pressed herself down even harder on his face. His eyes began to close when she did that, feeling like he was going to be put sleep right there when she did that. But still Clyde tried to escape as desperately as he could by kicking his legs up as much as he could, trying to hook them underneath Alessa's legs and flip her over until Clyde had her in a powerbomb pin position.

If that worked, Clyde would instantly gasp for oxygen and cough out before pushing Alessa off of him, panting heavily, trying to get in some much needed air before trying to desperately crawl away from Alessa. The only problem is, Clyde was still weak and dizzy from a lack of air and wasn't going to crawl away too fast as he tried to drag himself and his lower body away from Alessa. His legs resting right in front of her. Still Clyde to claw his way towards the ropes in front of Heather and get the hell out of that ring before Alessa suffocated him.