Kristen Bell vs Ke$ha
Kristen Bell
Ke$ha
Kristen's eyes grew wide as her feet left the ground. She hadn't mounted much offense against her opponent this entire match, but still, this was the first time she realized just how far out of her league Ke$ha was. "Wait... !" She tried to plea, but the larger blonde was having none of it as she lifted Kristen straight up over her head. One of Ke$ha's hands was planted flat against her foe's firm stomach and the other against her chest. Ke$ha stretched her fingers and gave one nipple a little pinch just to add insult to injury.
And then she let go; Kristen's pretty doe eyes going wider and wider until "THWACKK!" The little blonde slapped against the floor, the air instantly rushing out of her. She wheezed awkwardly and slowly rolled to her back, her hands clutching at her stomach and chest. She opened her mouth wide and sucked in a large gulp of air. Just to have it all blown away again as Ke$ha flopped heavily down onto Kristen's tummy, trapping her hands underneath her in the process.
Kristen squirmed, but she was trapped, and she couldn't breathe. "Say goodnight, bitch," Ke$ha taunted as she rolled with Kristen onto her side and clamped those long legs of hers around KBell's midsection. And then with a tight squeeze, Kristen was gagging for air and thrashing about in pain.
"Ahhhh! Let... goooo!" Kristen screamed as her lithe body was constricted in the strong grasp of her tormentor's legs. Her cute face contorted in agony and tears started to run down her cheeks as she came to terms with not being able to escape her predicament. "Uhhhhghhhh... please... no... more..."
But Ke$ha squeezed tighter and tighter for minutes until no air could be found in Kristen and she passed out. Grinning, Ke$ha slinked off of Kristen's motionless body and sat on her sweet face, her arms raised in victory.
