As Yoko stepped out onto the beach and slipped out of her robe, revealing her figure clad in only a simple white bikini, barely holding up her massive assets, Brooklyn felt a lump forming in her throat. Gemma had been one thing, and Kelly had been a hell of another, but Yoko? Yoko was in her own goddamn category, and Brooklyn knew she was in for a rough fight. She knew exactly what kind of match Yoko would want, and she was going to do everything in her power to stop things from getting to that point.
Wasting no time, Brooklyn began a wild charge across the sand towards Yoko almost as soon as her cloak had been removed. There was no point in stalling or dragging this out; they both knew why they were here. She let out a fearsome scream as she approached the other woman, throwing her arm up as she neared her, trying to hammer Yoko with a stiff clothesline right into her giant jugs. She wanted to take the woman down, get the small fighter into the sand and keep her grounded, make her submit just like she had done to Kelly before.
Her mistake, however, came in thinking that Yoko would just stand there and let it happen. At this point, Yoko was a grizzled veteran of the beachfighting scene, and she knew just how to handle a reckless blonde like Brooklyn. As Deck came charging in, Yoko stepped to the side and went low, extending her leg to trip Brooklyn up as she passed. Brooklyn got caught up by the simple trap, and went down hard and fast, eating a faceful of sand in the process. Quickly she tried to push herself up to her hands and knees, wanting to get back up again, but Yoko was
there, already swinging a kick towards her ribs as she tried to get up. Then came the second, and a third, each one causing a cry of pain to escape from the lips of the blonde, before the third and final one knocked her over and onto her back. Yoko wasn't playing around tonight. Winning the Queen of the Beach title meant everything to her, and she wasn't taking any kind of risks against Brooklyn.
As soon as Brooklyn rolled onto her back, groaning in pain from Yoko's stiff shots, the Japanese woman dropped down into a kneeling position above her head. Then, she immediately leaned down, forcing her breasts into the face of the aching champion of the beach. She shoved her huge, oversized knockers into Brooklyn's face, and at once the blonde began to squeal, to groan, and to shout. She kicked her legs against the sand, trying to push herself up, trying to break the smother, but as she reached up for Yoko, the smaller Japanese woman caught her wrists and slammed them down into the sand, pinning Brooklyn beneath herself, keeping her trapped within her infamous smother.
It didn't take long before Brooklyn's struggles stopped, the model eventually going silent and still beneath Yoko's chest. When she was satisfied that Brooklyn was out like a light, Yoko finally broke her smother, climbing to her feet with a cocky smile on her face. Raising her arms victoriously into the air, there was no doubt to anyone watching that Yoko was the new Queen of the Beach, and that the reign of Brooklyn had been brought to an abrupt and sudden end.
Winner by breast smother: Yoko Matsugane
Yoko takes control of the beach with one win.
Yoko's next opponent: Charlotte McKinney
