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

[Weonna]

Theodora felt satisfaction as she tightened her arms around Garlim’s waist, squeezing the war goddess with relentless pressure. Garlim’s body shuddered in her grip, and Theodora couldn’t help but revel in the control she now had. She heard Garlim’s gasps and felt the warmth of her breath as their faces drew closer, the proximity adding an unexpected intensity to the moment.

“What’s the matter, warrior?”

Theodora whispered, a sly grin spreading across her face as she noticed Garlim’s flushed cheeks and the slight tremble in her voice.

“Not so tough when you’re the one getting squeezed, huh?”

Garlim’s legs instinctively wrapped around Theodora’s waist in a last-ditch attempt to resist the hold, her thick thighs gripping tightly, but Theodora only saw it as a challenge. The Muscle Bear leaned in, savoring the closeness, and applied even more pressure, her biceps flexing as she lifted Garlim slightly off the ground. Garlim’s tongue slipped out as her head drooped, her breathing shallow and rapid. Theodora chuckled softly, her breath mingling with Garlim’s as she tilted her head to gently press her forehead against her opponent’s, their gazes locked.

“Come on, Garlim,”

Theodora teased, her voice dropping to a sultry murmur.

“You don’t have to fight it. Just let yourself sink into it… let me show you what a real bear hug feels like.”

The crowd watched in awe as Theodora held Garlim suspended in her powerful embrace, the display of dominance and intensity captivating everyone. Theodora’s playful, flirtatious smile never faded as she leaned in close, relishing the sight of Garlim’s vulnerability in her arms.

[APlaying]

"U-Uuugh... That, sounds..." Garlim would be lying if she said she found the idea of this role reversal distasteful, in a way it only made it more irresistible to want to let herself be carried away by the moment, but she was too proud to admit it. As the pressure became more intense, the blonde goddess's body trembled with each squeeze.
And with each squeeze, Garlim's moans and cries weakened, turning into soft whimpers as her defense slowly weakened.

It wasn't until Theodora charged her a little higher that she came up with a good idea to get out. "Haaahg... You're good, but my chest is bigger." Said the blonde goddess with a playful smile, grabbing the back of Theodora's head to dip it into her large bust. At the same time she slipped her other hand under her opponent's armpit to reach her arm in and push outward, thus trying to free herself in a struggle.

The blonde moaned and shook her head as she tried to get Theodora's arms off her, while the muscle bear continued to squeeze the life out of her with her biceps alone. If she got out of the embrace, she would only hold Theodora's face to her chest a little longer before carrying her and whipping her back against the canvas. Which would not be difficult for the blonde.

[Weonna]

Theodora’s grip tightened, her biceps flexing as she continued to squeeze Garlim, hearing her opponent’s moans turn into soft whimpers. The strength of the bear hug seemed to overwhelm Garlim, the war goddess trembling with each squeeze, her body weakening, but still, she remained defiant. Theodora felt the satisfaction of having the upper hand, the power to control the situation, but she knew Garlim wasn’t going to go down without a fight.

Garlim’s breath came in shallow gasps, and she slowly, carefully began to execute her plan.

Garlim’s words came out in a teasing, almost playful tone, but the intent was clear. Without hesitation, she grabbed the back of Theodora’s head, forcing it downward into her large, soft bust. Theodora let out a muffled grunt, caught off guard by the sudden shift in position. Garlim used the moment to slide her other hand under Theodora’s armpit and push outward, a strategic move aimed at breaking Theodora’s hold.

Theodora fought to maintain her grip, but with the leverage Garlim had gained, it became increasingly difficult. The blonde goddess’s strength surged as she pushed with all her might, and slowly but surely, she managed to pry Theodora’s arms apart. Garlim then pulled Theodora’s face closer into her chest for a moment longer, savoring the moment of power before using her legs to drive Theodora back toward the canvas with a sudden, forceful whip.

After Garlim skillfully escaped Theodora’s powerful bear hug, she took a moment to steady herself, breathing heavily and savoring the brief advantage she had gained. Theodora, however, was quick to recover, her eyes flashing with surprise as she rolled back to her feet. She hadn’t expected Garlim to break free from her signature move, and it fueled her competitive fire.

Wasting no time, Theodora bounced off the ropes, using the momentum to close the distance between herself and Garlim. With a fierce expression, she extended her arm, aiming a powerful, yet telegraphed, clothesline aimed right at Garlim’s chest!

[APlaying]

Garlim's move was successful, the truth is it was even fun to escape in this crazy way. Although it didn't take him long to realize that Theodora seemed to have the same feeling, the muscle bear quickly got up to resume her offensive and ran to the ropes to hit Garlim with a clothesline. The blonde goddess only ducked to avoid the attack, raising one of her arms to hook Theodora's arm and pull her against her.

At that moment Garlim saw an opportunity to try a wrestling maneuver that she saw on the internet, she grabbed her opponent's head and made her turn around, then fell and slammed her head against the canvas. Garlim had no idea what kind of technique this was or what its name was, but he would learn to maneuver it just by seeing it and this would be a good time to see how efficient it was as a counter attack.

With this hard stamp, Garlim's weight would fall along with Theodora's head, receiving a good impact that would leave the muscle bear seeing stars.

[Weonna]

As Theodora charged forward, aiming to deliver a powerful clothesline, Garlim reacted instinctively, ducking under the swinging arm and raising one of her own to hook Theodora's arm. With a swift pull, Garlim used Theodora’s own momentum to spin her around, catching her in an unexpected counter.

In a move she’d only recently learned, Garlim wrapped her arm around Theodora’s head and twisted her body, dropping down to the mat and driving Theodora’s head into the canvas. This impromptu maneuver—a modified DDT—caught Theodora off guard, her head making hard contact with the mat as Garlim’s weight added to the impact!

The crowd gasped, recognizing the effectiveness of the move, as Theodora’s body jolted from the impact. She lay there, dazed, her vision blurred as stars danced in her line of sight. The powerful blow to her head left her momentarily disoriented, exactly as Garlim had intended!

[APlaying]

Although she had never practiced this technique before, Garlim managed to execute it to perfection, demonstrating the great technique she possessed. Theodora would fall like a rag doll, becoming disoriented after the impact, moment that Garlim took advantage of to grab the muscle bear by both hands and dragged her towards her.

Once she lifted Theodora up leaving her head on her lap, the blonde goddess sketched a mischievous smile as she caressed Theodora's head with her hands, brushing her hair with her fingertips. "Are you feeling all right, doormat? Looks like the movement made you see stars, how about I help you rest?" she said in a laughing and teasing tone at the same time, just before wrapping her thick legs around Theodora's neck. The blonde goddess took one of her adversary's wrists and pulled it down to apply more pressure, her thick thighs wrapped around one of Theodora's armpits, neck and cheeks.

She now sought to subdue the muscle bear in one of her favorite holds, a triangle choke. A more than ideal technique to suffocate a girl as powerful as Theodora, while Garlim watched carefully what her adversary would do in this situation. Would she try to escape? Would she submit?

[Weonna]

Theodora barely registered what was happening as Garlim dragged her closer, her head spinning from the impact of the DDT. Before she could regain her bearings, she felt herself being lifted, her head resting on Garlim’s lap, and the goddess of war’s taunting voice echoed above her.

A second later, Theodora felt Garlim’s thick thighs closing around her neck, pulling her head firmly between them. The sensation was immediate—her breathing slowed as Garlim tightened the hold, her legs pressing down against Theodora’s neck and trapping her in a tight triangle choke. The strong, sculpted muscles of Garlim's thighs flexed and squeezed, pressing against Theodora’s cheeks and armpit, and with every squeeze, Theodora felt the air slipping away.

Theodora’s face flushed, her chest heaving as she struggled for each breath. The closeness was intense, her senses filled with the heat and pressure of Garlim’s powerful legs surrounding her. Her pulse quickened, a bead of sweat trickling down her temple as she squirmed, desperately trying to find any angle to relieve the pressure. Her hands instinctively reached up to push against Garlim’s thighs, her fingers digging into the toned flesh in a futile attempt to loosen the hold!

[APlaying]

Garlim watched with a cute smile as the muscle bear smothered her thick thighs. “Are you comfortable?” Garlim's voice dripped confidence as she continued to tighten her grip. “If you surrender, you'll be free. Otherwise, you'll pass out here. What do you say?” The blonde goddess could feel Theodora's struggle weaken and her body weaken between her powerful thighs.

A triumphant smile spread across Garlim's face as she felt the babygirl's nails seek to dig into her thighs, a sensation that reminded him very much of other fights she had in the UFC. “What do you say I do it harder, Doormat?” Garlim whispered menacingly in Theodora's ear, at the same time pressing even harder making her thighs grow wider.

[Weonna]

Theodora’s struggles grew weaker with each passing second, her body trembling as Garlim’s powerful thighs continued to tighten around her neck. The sensation of being trapped in the blonde goddess’s crushing triangle choke was overwhelming—the pressure on her neck and chest making each breath a desperate gasp. Theodora’s flushed face was framed by Garlim’s thick, muscular legs, her eyes glassy as the lack of oxygen began to take its toll.

Theodora’s hazy gaze flickered up at Garlim, her lips slightly parted as she tried to find the strength to fight back. But her body was betraying her, her muscles trembling as they struggled to respond.

Theodora let out a soft, muffled gasp as her head tilted slightly, her body slowly going limp. Her eyelids fluttered, her vision fading to black as the last of her resistance ebbed away. Her flushed cheeks and parted lips gave her a vulnerable, almost serene expression as her head gently slumped forward against Garlim’s thigh. Her arms, which had been clawing weakly moments before, fell limply to her sides, her chest rising and falling in shallow breaths as consciousness slipped away.

[APlaying]

Garlim felt Theodora's body weaken in her grip, a smirk spreading across her face. “That's right, doormat. Submit to my power” She whispered, tightening his grip a little more. Theodora let herself fall slowly, letting out a soft, heavy gasp as she ran out of strength to resist.

The referee stepped in as the poor muscle bear ended up inhert in the blonde goddess grip, lifting her hand once to drop her to the canvas. Theodora's hand just dropped lifelessly like a fish out of water, which let it be known immediately that she was out. “Miss! She's out! You Won!” Said the ref as he quickly touched Garlim's knee over and over again to indicate to let her go.

This was a rare thing for her, she didn't remember being given so much freedom when it came to submitting her opponent. Maybe wrestling referees are much more permissive, so Garlim gave her the luxury of squeezing her a little tighter for a second before releasing her. This gesture annoyed the crowd who booed Garlim non-stop.

She slowly released her grip, letting Theodora's lifeless body slide out of the triangular choke. The blonde goddess would feel no emotion after winning this fight, perhaps because she didn't really care much about it. The ref offered to take her by the hand, but the blonde goddess refused the gesture, only sitting on her knees and cradling the defeated woman's head on the thick thighs with which she had just been subdued.

“You put up a good fight, doormat. But in the end it seems you were no match for me eh?” She said with a confident laugh, slowly bent over and warmly hugged Theodora's head. Once they brought their faces together, Garlim whispered “Sorry to see your undefeated streak come to an end, I guess this will teach you that you can't win every time.... But truth be told I'm grateful that my first win, is against such a cuddly little bear like you.” She said while sweetly caressing Theodora's head, it seems that she took a certain affection for her by the circumstances of their encounter, it seems that Garlim had a lot of fun.