Yes, it does work.

A bikini is one thing, but staring down a topless woman is too much for you to handle. You let your boxing stance slacken a little as the now-topless woman approaches you. Her breasts jiggle with each seductive step.

"What's the matter baby? Don't you like what you see?"

You're speechless as she stands less than a foot away from you. You let your hands drift down to your sides, your eyes fixated on her giant tits.

"How about a closer look?", she says, gently wrapping her arms around your waist and pressing her body up against yours.

You feel your cock begin to stiffen a little as she gently grinds her crotch into yours.

"Hey there, I guess you do like what you see, don't you?", She says with a smile.

You nod stupidly.

"Don't worry baby, you'll get to stare all you want... but first I have a match to win." And with that she tightens her grip around your waist, squats down, and lifts up on her legs, swinging you both around.

You come crashing down onto the ground with her on top of you face to face. This is the second time you've had the wind knocked out of you in a manner of minutes and it's beginning to take it's toll. Sharmane scoots up so her mouth is right next to your ear. "Why don't you just give up, John? There ain't no way you're gettin' out of this."

She's on top with her arms still around your waist and you can barely move. You look over and notice Lacey laughing and cheering with all the other women. Maybe it's best just to cut your losses and not face anymore embarrassment tonight. As much as you hate the idea of submitting to a woman, Lacey may respect you for losing graciously.

Or she'll just continue to laugh at you like she's already doing. Then you'd also have to deal with losing in front of Melanie, and all the gloating and taunting that's bound to follow.