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Within the blink of an eye, Eshe would launch herself forward, looking to lockup with Eiko once more! The tarantula’s beaming smile didn’t falter as she too moved to intercept the fitness model! Her powerful arms reached out, as though to crash into the lockup her opponent was offering, but only for the Purple Punk to dip down below Eshe’s outreaching arms! A sudden, quick jolt of movement that dipped Eiko’s upper body below Eshe’s reach! The plan so far was going off without a hitch as the thrill seeker moved to bury her shoulder into Eshe’s tummy and wrap her arms around her waist!

Eshe wanted a real fight, and Eiko had a penchant for power! If everything went as Eiko planned, then the grip around Eshe’s waist would suddenly tighten around the young woman like an anaconda! It would then be easy to hoist Eshe up off the floor and squeeze her slim frame with crushing force! Eshe might regret asking to ramp up the fight as Eiko looked to unleash her slightly modified bear hug!

The Egyptian could feel a competitive spirit burn from her center. All her opponents had brought something to the table. Giving her their all meant everything to her but normally she tested the waters first, allowed herself to get a feel of their rhythm before giving them every ounce of her power. Eiko managed to drag it out with that contagious personality of hers. Eshe was drawn to fight with everything she had from the get go. Nothing she told herself now could stop her from pushing that momentum to its upmost limit and she liked every second of those thoughts.

The violet may have been to eager on the uptake. She initially thought that Eiko would meet her for another lock up for another throw down but instead the punkette pulled a surprising flexible maneuver, one her violets didn’t pick up on until it was to late. The punkettes arms entrapped around her waist, for a moment, Eshe could feel her body jolt inward as the tarantula sunk in her fangs. Her next moments were filled with anguish as she felt them flex their strength squeezing her tightly in an unruly embrace.

Her palms press against their shoulders as her body bends again, her legs dangling as she’s suspended off the mat. A groan escapes her lips as air is forced from her lungs. Her mind draws a blank as she panics, she can’t focus, her legs now flailing as she makes a bid for an escape. Her violets frantically looking for a way out .

Eiko didn’t like to brag, but she could be rather flexible when the times called for it! Sure she preferred to use her strength to simply bully her opponents around most of the time, but that hardly meant that was the only weapon in her repertoire. Besides, Eshe was still a genuine threat with those submission holds of hers and...well, Eiko hated to admit it. She really hated the thought that lingered in her head, but she really couldn’t deny it anymore. Eshe looked like an adorable stuffed plush! The Titular tarantula knew she should take her more seriously, but even enduring what could have been a match ending submission the beautiful egyptian still was as adorable as ever! Perhaps that was why Eiko moved in with a modified bear hug, looking to get some pent up energy out with a deep squeeze!

Eshe was surprisingly light! Maybe it was her athleticism or something, but hoisting her off the floor was hardly a challenge. It didn’t help Eiko’s idea of her being a soft plush toy, which might have benefited the Purple Punk in the end. It encouraged her to squeeze down on her opponent's back, causing Eshe to squirm about in adorable panic! Eiko didn’t bother holding back, having too much fun snuggling up to her adorable opponent with her vice-like grip! All Eshe could do was thrash her legs about as Eiko continued to crank down on her spine!

“Hee hee~ So warm! Your metabolism must be going into over dri-OW!”

Eiko would be interrupted when she suddenly felt an acute blow bounce off the top of her scalp! Immediately, Eiko’s focus was shifted towards her scalp, her subconscious desire to protect her head making her loosen her grip as her arms instinctively tried to protect her skull. Her pearly white smile turned into a pained grimace as her bear hug devolved into just a normal hug! Finally, the pain was just a bit too much for the Tarantula to keep her grip! Eiko would finally let Eshe go with a rough shove, looking to soothe the burning goose egg one top of her head!

Eshe couldn’t tell what was going on in the Tarantula’s head. The bear hug was brutal enough as it was but out of nowhere she felt a more intense pain as they squeezed harder. She figured they would add a little pressure but this was a little to much for her to withstand. Her back began to cry out in pain as she struggled and squirmed in their grip, her palms pressed against their shoulders, as if she tried to push them back. Her face went scarlet as they claimed her to be warm, it made her heart skip a beat as she dug her elbow into the dome of their skull. She wasn’t sure how she was supposed to react to the compliment but her dark tanned cheeks didn’t hide her surprise and hints of embarrassment.

”Y-you can’t just say that out of nowhere, Eiko!” The Egyptian softly whines. Her mind was swirling, she wasn’t sure what to do next but her elbow strike did give her the freedom she desired.

A little snippet of a roleplay I’m currently in with a dear friend of mine. I’m reuploading after noticing a few mistakes. I’m still new to DA so I wasn’t sure how to edit it after I posted.

Art is done by the wonderful: ColorVirus
Eshe Belings to me
Eiko belongs to a good friend

ColorVirus

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Within the blink of an eye, Eshe would launch herself forward, looking to lockup with Eiko once more! The tarantula’s beaming smile didn’t falter as she too moved to intercept the fitness model! Her powerful arms reached out, as though to crash into the lockup her opponent was offering, but only for the Purple Punk to dip down below Eshe’s outreaching arms! A sudden, quick jolt of movement that dipped Eiko’s upper body below Eshe’s reach! The plan so far was going off without a hitch as the thrill seeker moved to bury her shoulder into Eshe’s tummy and wrap her arms around her waist!

Eshe wanted a real fight, and Eiko had a penchant for power! If everything went as Eiko planned, then the grip around Eshe’s waist would suddenly tighten around the young woman like an anaconda! It would then be easy to hoist Eshe up off the floor and squeeze her slim frame with crushing force! Eshe might regret asking to ramp up the fight as Eiko looked to unleash her slightly modified bear hug!

The Egyptian could feel a competitive spirit burn from her center. All her opponents had brought something to the table. Giving her their all meant everything to her but normally she tested the waters first, allowed herself to get a feel of their rhythm before giving them every ounce of her power. Eiko managed to drag it out with that contagious personality of hers. Eshe was drawn to fight with everything she had from the get go. Nothing she told herself now could stop her from pushing that momentum to its upmost limit and she liked every second of those thoughts.

The violet may have been to eager on the uptake. She initially thought that Eiko would meet her for another lock up for another throw down but instead the punkette pulled a surprising flexible maneuver, one her violets didn’t pick up on until it was to late. The punkettes arms entrapped around her waist, for a moment, Eshe could feel her body jolt inward as the tarantula sunk in her fangs. Her next moments were filled with anguish as she felt them flex their strength squeezing her tightly in an unruly embrace.

Her palms press against their shoulders as her body bends again, her legs dangling as she’s suspended off the mat. A groan escapes her lips as air is forced from her lungs. Her mind draws a blank as she panics, she can’t focus, her legs now flailing as she makes a bid for an escape. Her violets frantically looking for a way out .

Eiko didn’t like to brag, but she could be rather flexible when the times called for it! Sure she preferred to use her strength to simply bully her opponents around most of the time, but that hardly meant that was the only weapon in her repertoire. Besides, Eshe was still a genuine threat with those submission holds of hers and...well, Eiko hated to admit it. She really hated the thought that lingered in her head, but she really couldn’t deny it anymore. Eshe looked like an adorable stuffed plush! The Titular tarantula knew she should take her more seriously, but even enduring what could have been a match ending submission the beautiful egyptian still was as adorable as ever! Perhaps that was why Eiko moved in with a modified bear hug, looking to get some pent up energy out with a deep squeeze!

Eshe was surprisingly light! Maybe it was her athleticism or something, but hoisting her off the floor was hardly a challenge. It didn’t help Eiko’s idea of her being a soft plush toy, which might have benefited the Purple Punk in the end. It encouraged her to squeeze down on her opponent's back, causing Eshe to squirm about in adorable panic! Eiko didn’t bother holding back, having too much fun snuggling up to her adorable opponent with her vice-like grip! All Eshe could do was thrash her legs about as Eiko continued to crank down on her spine!

“Hee hee~ So warm! Your metabolism must be going into over dri-OW!”

Eiko would be interrupted when she suddenly felt an acute blow bounce off the top of her scalp! Immediately, Eiko’s focus was shifted towards her scalp, her subconscious desire to protect her head making her loosen her grip as her arms instinctively tried to protect her skull. Her pearly white smile turned into a pained grimace as her bear hug devolved into just a normal hug! Finally, the pain was just a bit too much for the Tarantula to keep her grip! Eiko would finally let Eshe go with a rough shove, looking to soothe the burning goose egg one top of her head!

Eshe couldn’t tell what was going on in the Tarantula’s head. The bear hug was brutal enough as it was but out of nowhere she felt a more intense pain as they squeezed harder. She figured they would add a little pressure but this was a little to much for her to withstand. Her back began to cry out in pain as she struggled and squirmed in their grip, her palms pressed against their shoulders, as if she tried to push them back. Her face went scarlet as they claimed her to be warm, it made her heart skip a beat as she dug her elbow into the dome of their skull. She wasn’t sure how she was supposed to react to the compliment but her dark tanned cheeks didn’t hide her surprise and hints of embarrassment.

”Y-you can’t just say that out of nowhere, Eiko!” The Egyptian softly whines. Her mind was swirling, she wasn’t sure what to do next but her elbow strike did give her the freedom she desired.

A little snippet of a roleplay I’m currently in with a dear friend of mine. I’m reuploading after noticing a few mistakes. I’m still new to DA so I wasn’t sure how to edit it after I posted.

Art is done by the wonderful: ColorVirus
Eshe Belings to me
Eiko belongs to a good friend

ColorVirus