Nudity ensues, and Isabel loses the match

Isabel held her shirt over her panties, shielding as much as she could of her white boyshorts as she tiptoed backwards into the opposite corner of where Kelly and her two friends were standing. She contemplated running away, but... Thinking about it, she wouldn't really want an opportunity to properly humiliate her rival Kelly slip away.

"So are you going to fight, or are you chickening out like you always do?!" Kelly said, and Isabel started to grow confident. Besides feeling the wrestling mat under her bare feet, and how that sensation reminded her of her current state of clothing, she knew that Kelly wasn't wearing any panties under those pants. She could take advantage of that once again during the match. And even though Isabel had lost her pants, sneakers and socks, she was at least wearing boyshorts, which covered all of the necessities and even more than that. It wasn't her biggest worry, something happened to the remainder of her clothes.

She analyzed the situation and decided to fight on. Isabel's confidence was high, as long as she could manage to stay away from Kelly's two friends during the last round. In that case she should be able to win and maybe even humiliate Kelly in the process. She smiled arrogantly at the thought of maybe having Kelly stripped bottomless at the hands of herself, or maybe even worse...

"So what's it gonna be?" Kelly asked, still angry at Isabel for what she did. Isabel looked at her more confidently now, releasing the grip of her shirt and getting ready. "Of corse I'm ready, Kelly. Are YOU ready for a proper humiliation though?" Isabel said arrogantly, and suddenly Kelly charged at her.

Ready for Kelly's anger and now growing cocky again, Isabel stepped out of the way and let Kelly just go headfirst into the corner of the ring. Immediately going back up, Kelly continued to charge at Isabel like a mad bull, and Isabel kept playing around with Kelly in an arrogant way. She knew she had Kelly right where she wanted: Angry and unfocused as a result of it.

When Isabel started with "Olé!"s every time Kelly went past her, Kelly's rage grew even larger. The crowd was increasing in and starting to laugh as well, and Isabel knew it was time to make her offensive move as well. The arrogant blonde did a baseball slide between Kelly's right when she was attacking, forcing Kelly to stop right over Isabel. This time, Kelly was facing her two friends and had her back turned to the small crowd that had gathered.

Isabel was lying on her back between Kelly's legs, and knew that this was her opportunity to start her humiliation of her bitter rival. Lying with her upper body on the same side as Kelly's rear was, Isabel reached up and grabbed the back of Kelly's pants with both hands. The crowd let out a hopeful gasp, as Isabel kept her grip.

"I think it's time your bare ass is exposed to more people than just your friends!" Isabel warned. "It's time for a full moon!"

But saying that gave Kelly the warning she needed. She gasped, and simultaneously as Isabel started to pull, her hands went to hold her pants up. The pull made Kelly stagger a bit, and the very top of her buttcrack showed for a brief second, but after two seconds of staggering Kelly starting to fall backwards. The fall happened, and she landed right on her butt. Or, her butt landed right on top of Isabel's face, and her thighs ended up trapping Isabel's arms, which were holding her pants, to the ground.

Kelly suddenly became aware of the situation. She heard some muffled cries from under her own butt and felt the vibrations of the voice underneat her. Isabel's fingers tried to claw at her thighs to get free, and Isabel's bare legs and feet kicked wildly trying to get up and free herself. But Kelly sandbagged her, making it almost impossible to get free without help.

And Kelly had no plans of helping. A grin formed on her face, as she pulled her pants back up the little inch it had been pulled down.

Kelly reached forward and grabbed both of Isabel's legs, as she lifted them both in the air while holding them tightly together. At the same time, she leaned on Isabel's arms, forcing her shoulders on the mat. The count was made, and Kelly had won the match.

If that would've been the end of the situation, it would be a good thing for Isabel. For what happened next was not what she had planned.

The crowd stayed as Kelly looked over her shoulder and winked to them, still holding Isabel in a very prone pin position. At this point, Kelly was holding Isabel in almost the same position, but had pulled her legs even further, and now her bare feet was on level with Isabel's own head. Isabel tried to yell at Kelly to let go of her, but her pleas were muffled by Kelly's butt in pants sitting on her mouth.

At this point, Isabel's butt was pointed towards Kelly's two friends and away from the crowd. Suddenly, Isabel felt Kelly's body leaning forward. Then the feeling of fingers hooking inside of the waistband of her panties.

Isabel's eyes widened, and when she started to feel an increasing amount of gym air on the lowest part of her back, she started to scream. The scream was also muffled by Kelly's butt, and all the gym crowd could hear was Isabel squealing weakly from under Kelly.

"Look who's squealing like a pig now!" Kelly said, still grinning. "All this time you've been bullying me around in the ring, and now it's your turn to get exposed!" Kelly said as she suddenly yanked Isabel's panties way past her now bare ass and to the middle of her thighs. Isabel's squeal increased as the gym crowd gasped, even though they couldn't see the good stuff. Kelly's two friends could however, and their hands went to their mouths at the shock of the sight of Isabel's uncovered bare ass and crotch right in front of them.

"How does it feel to have your own bare ass hanging out, Isabel!?" Kelly laughed, keeping her boyshorts at half mast.