Something simple, but effective—like one more submission hold.

You close in with Chloe and feint as if you’re going to lock up with her, then punch her in the gut. It doesn’t quite disable her, but it does stun her for a second—long enough for you to get behind her and body-check her, knocking her facedown on the canvas.

You work quickly and efficiently as you place your feet on her legs and grab her arms, rolling yourself back into...

“A surfboard hold! John tries to **** a submission out of his opponent for one last point, but can he make her tap out in time?”

You’re doing your best to do just that, twisting her back as far as you can. She struggles against your grip, but suspended in the air like this she has nothing to use to **** her way free.

Looking up at the JumboTron that depicts your fight, you notice something interesting—as you bend her further and further, her outfit is straining more and more. She’s wearing it tight to emphasize her curves, but that decision is coming back to haunt her as the flimsy material starts to tear under the stress, revealing the smooth brown skin underneath.

Encouraged by this tantalizing sight, you pull even harder—and whether she’s afraid of being stripped naked or finally giving in to the pain, Chloe shouts, “I submit!”

You slowly lower her to the ground and roll out from under her, getting back up as the final bell rings. It’s time to pick a winner.