You her submission. (Requires 2 Strength)

Dragging her closer towards the middle of the ring before wrenching back on her arm again, you can definitely feel the defeat radiating off of her.

Kicking desperately at the air with the ropes now out of range, Dinah can only scowl at you irritably as you continue applying the devastating maneuver.

Her lips remain sealed together, but her eyes tell the whole story.

She’s nearly there, but just needs that extra push. And you're happy to oblige.

Hooking your free arm underneath her armpit and towards her back, you slowly begin unhooking her bra strap.

Widening her eyes as her patriotic bra is now starting to loosen up with her breasts dangerously close to bursting free, the Cowgirl renews her struggles only to receive a punishing twist of her arms as a result.

Your fingers continue undoing the strap until she finally says, “You ain’t got the balls to do it.”

Smirking, you lean in closer to shoot her a look born of devilish intentions. “Wanna bet?”

Just as you’re about to fully undo her bra, the Cowgirl finally taps out on her thigh for the referee to see.

The crowd, though naturally disappointed at her sudden capitulation, eventually applauds as the point-timer rings out in the arena.

Wearing a disappointed look yourself, you nonetheless relinquish the hold and allow her to fix her bra.

“And the Cowgirl submits to the chicken wing. The point goes to the rookie,” the announcer yells out in your favor.

Despite the rather anticlimactic end to this round, you can’t help but smile as the crowd begins to cheer you on if only in appreciation for your performance thus far.

Shooting you a dirty look as she adjusts her bikini, Dinah’s piercing eyes now seem to view you in a new light, perhaps as equals for the first time.

“Why’d you tap so early?” you ask her, genuinely curious at why a notoriously resilient fighter like herself would give the round up before the bra even fully came off.

And just like that, her usual confidence returns. “Come on, sugar. Ya ever heard of leaving the best for last?”

Letting those last words linger, she then returns back to her corner with you doing the same.

You’ve won a point for submission.