Theodora "The Muscle Bear" Johnson vs. Garlim "Goddess of War" Ivanna - Standard Match

[Weonna]

The audience watched in awe as Garlim, the goddess of war, showcased her dominance! Her powerful arms squeezed harder around Theodora, while her large bust added even more pressure to her opponent's chest. The sight was mesmerizing to the crowd, as Theodora’s body slowly began to go limp in Garlim’s arms. Her muscular frame, normally so strong and defiant, seemed helpless, her body visibly softening as the bear hug sapped her strength.

Garlim’s words cut through the air, mocking yet sultry. Her words were punctuated with a slight shake of Theodora’s body, Garlim lifting her up and down. The crowd could see the effect—Theodora’s eyes fluttered, her lips slightly parted as she gasped for air, her strong arms hanging loosely at her sides as her body began to submit to the pressure.

The referee approached, asking Theodora if she was ready to submit. But Garlim, ever the showwoman, took the opportunity to wiggle her opponent up and down, putting even more psychological pressure on Theodora.

Theodora’s body was slick with sweat, her skin glistening under the arena lights. Her chest heaveing, her abs flexing in a desperate attempt to hold on. But slowly, she began to lose the fight. Her head lolled slightly, her eyes glazed as the bear hug continued to drain her strength. Theodora’s body, once so strong and fierce, now looked almost sensual in its helplessness, her arms limp at her sides, her legs barely kicking as she hung in Garlim’s powerful embrace.

Her body was giving in, softening in Garlim's arms, and the crowd could see it. The once-dominant Muscle Bear was being slowly reduced by her own finishing move! Her powerful frame now pliant in the grip of the goddess of war. The tension in the air was palpable as the audience watched, waiting to see if Theodora would finally submit, or if she had one last ounce of fight left in her.

[APlaying]

“Huh? What are you waiting for, doormat?” smiles Garlim mischievously, lifting Theodora's body higher. Garlim slowly leans forward slightly, bringing their faces closer, their lips almost touching as the sexual tension in the air is thick. Garlim's lips quiver with anticipation, a slow playful smile forms on her face as her eyes lock onto Theodora's.

Slowly she begins to run her lips lightly across Theodora's cheek, all the way to her ear, teasing and seducing her further. “Are you ready to... Surrender...” She said with a mischievous smile, you could tell Garlim was reveling in the expression of a woman as strong as Theodora being subdued. It's a guilty pleasure I've picked up over time.

[Weonna]

Theodora’s mind was a haze, her body practically melting in Garlim’s powerful grip. She felt the tightening pressure, the closeness, as Garlim lifted her even higher, their faces only inches apart. Garlim’s mischievous smile and sultry gaze burned with a playful intensity as she leaned in, her lips grazing Theodora’s cheek in a tantalizingly slow caress that sent a shiver down Theodora's spine.

The crowd could sense the tension thickening in the air, their voices quieting as they watched the goddess of war revel in the power dynamic, her lips hovering near Theodora’s ear. There was a thrill in watching Theodora, usually so indomitable, slowly giving in, and Garlim relished every second of it.

But Theodora wasn’t done. She decided to fight back, using the only weapon left within reach. With a defiant glint in her eye, Theodora wrapped her arms around Garlim’s head, pulling her closer as Theodora pressed her opponent's face firmly against her melons, smothering her between her powerful curves!

Theodora held on tightly, forcing Garlim’s face further into her chest, smothering her with both strength and determination. The crowd erupted, thrilled by the sudden shift as Theodora, despite her weakened state, found a way to turn the tables!

[APlaying]

At the pleasant pressure, and the feeling that Theodora was slowly submitting to a grip with her nickname written on it. Garlim couldn't help but get excited and ecstatic at the cute expression of her adversary, getting more and more flaccid and with her eyes crystal clear. Perhaps if she subdued her with this grip, she could have her as a training doll to squeeze whenever she wanted. The simple image of the routine was something that made the blonde smile, something therapeutic even.

Although everything indicated that Theodora would fall, the professional wrestler would surprise her with her stamina when she grabbed her head and shoved it face first into her bust. "MMmm? MMMMPHF!!!" The muscle bear soft, moist chest was a good place to completely cover Garlim's face, who even almost swallowed the hair of her huge fringe in the process. The goddess of war understood that Theodora was now testing her stamina, and while no one can deny that Garlim is a great warrior, her durability is something very standard.

She would try to press a little harder on Theodora to hear a little more of her back cry, some sign that would give her the edge as she tried to shake her head from side to side in search of breath. Instead, though, she only found her face covered wherever she wanted it to go, and even when she tried to back up or lean backwards. Theodora was still clinging to her head as the lack of air began to make her dizzy.

"Hagh... MmmPhmg..." Even if he wanted to maintain her grip, he simply didn't have the breath to exert any more strength, so Garlim fell to her knees after a minute before releasing her grip by sliding her palms across Theodora's waist and thighs, who had only just barely pulled herself out of his grip. The goddess of war was left with her face flushed red from her red cheeks, apart from gasping to catch her breath. "HAahg... Cogh!"

[Weonna]

As Garlim’s grip began to weaken, Theodora seized her chance. With Garlim kneeling in front of her, gasping and flushed from the intense struggle, Theodora clapped both hands against Garlim’s head in a powerful blow that left her opponent momentarily disoriented!

Theodora, now free of Garlim’s crushing bear hug, took a deep breath, filling her lungs with much-needed air. With her own strength returning, she grabbed Garlim’s wrist and whipped her toward the ropes!

Timing it perfectly, Theodora would attenpt to catch Garlim in mid-air, lifting her up with a pop-up sit-out powerbomb!

Spoiler

[APlaying]

Although she tried to hold her breath, the dizziness would not be long in coming for Garlim and she found it impossible to stay upright in her grip. Could it be due to lack of practice? That does not detract from the fact that it is admirable to admire Theodora's endurance, to spend a good time in such a powerful grip. And even more the fact that she countered with a hard blow that disoriented the blonde, making her back up a little, squinting her eyes. The dizziness and the sudden blow blurred her vision momentarily, not knowing very well what her opponent was thinking of doing.

Theodora didn't take long to answer that question when he grabbed her by the wrist and threw her against the ropes, the sudden whip only made Garlim run out of control and increased the pace to avoid falling on the canvas. Or at least before hitting the ropes that sent her back to the center of the ring, where Theodora was waiting for her to catch her off guard and lift her up in the air.

Garlim's eyes widened, she had no idea what kind of move this was. As soon as the muscle bear slammed her hard against the canvas, the goddess of war bounced up and down making her curves tremble, until a second later she created a bridge by lifting her hips upwards and letting out a muffled scream.

[Weonna]

As Garlim’s body bounced off the canvas, Theodora "The Muscle Bear" moved in swiftly, her gaze intense and focused as she took advantage of her opponent’s dazed state. The impact of the slam had clearly rattled Garlim, and the momentary bridge she created as she arched her back only gave Theodora an opening to secure her next move.

With a sly grin, Theodora leaned in and slid her body over Garlim’s, folding her up in a sensual, confident pin. The Muscle Bear went hip-to-hip with Garlim, pressing down with enough force to keep her shoulders flat on the mat. Theodora's hands also were pressing down on her opponent's calves, her weight bearing down on her opponent.

Spoiler

The referee dropped down to the mat, ready to start the count as Theodora kept her grip firm, pressing her advantage.

"One… two…"

[APlaying]

Garlim was not used to being handled in such an extravagant way, especially because of how heavy-handed the blonde was. Now she was defenseless against whatever Theodora wanted to try, though she wasn't going to wait for the way she had to take advantage of her advantage either.

Theodora began to roll her back a bit as she grabbed the thick thighs of the war goddess to press her knees against the canvas, Garlim's large bust rested on her chin and Theodora progressively lay on top of her in a position that was both sexy and humiliating at the same time. Garlim blushed with embarrassment as she beheld the muscle bear's mischievous gaze from this perspective, the humiliating pin made the audience howl as they watched Garlim's voluptuous fugure in this position.

"Mmmh, hell" As soon as the referee started the count, Garlim tried to move a little to get some momentum. She wasn't going to lose in such an absurd and humiliating way like this, so she quickly landed her hands on the canvas and at the count of two, threw a double kick into the air with force to get rid of this sexy pinfall. The momentum sent her rolling backwards and as soon as her legs finished falling to the canvas, her thighs and buttocks quivered pleasantly in full view of the audience, adding to the howls from the crowd.

The new outfit definitely displayed her attributes very well.

[Weonna]

After breaking free from the humiliating pin with a powerful double kick, Garlim rolled backward, quickly regaining her footing. The crowd was still buzzing, but Theodora wasn’t about to let her opponent take control again.

Seeing her chance, Theodora took a step forward, her eyes locking onto Garlim. The Muscle Bear was determined to pay her opponent back for that punishing bear hug she had endured earlier. With fire in her eyes, Theodora lunged forward, wrapping her arms tightly around Garlim’s waist. Before Garlim could react, Theodora lifted her off the mat, hoisting her into a crushing bear hug of her own!

Theodora’s powerful arms tightened around her midsection, squeezing with relentless force. She could feel her ribs compressing, each breath becoming harder as Theodora poured all her strength into the hold. The audience roared, feeling the intensity between the two powerhouse wrestlers as Theodora showed exactly what a true Muscle Bear was capable of.

“Thought you could break me with my own move?”

Theodora growled, leaning back slightly to increase the pressure.

“Let’s see how you handle it!”

[APlaying]

Garlim grunted as she tried to get up, she hated with her soul the fact that she didn't know how to defend himself against this kind of professional wrestling techniques. They were so ridiculous for the fact that they were purely for show, showmanship and style over substance was something that didn't sit well with her. Which left her lost for a moment, long enough for Theodora to wrap her arms around the blonde's waist.

When Theodora crossed her arms tighter around Garlim's body, the war goddess let out gasps. She wrapped her arms around the back of Theodora's head, trembling in the grip as she tried to resist the pain. While his bear hug was very good, Theodora's did not fall short in comparison.

Garlim hissed as she wrapped her thick legs around the muscle bear's waist, trying to get a foothold as Theodora slowly lifted her up. Garlim's tongue began to stick out, as her face flushed letting out a tender yelp. "AAaaah! Haaah..." The blonde was beginning to crumble and her head lowered to the point of gently colliding with her adversary's forehead, their breaths mingled and Garlim's eyes glazed over.