Cali McCloud vs Moira Pendela

[Faeron]

Cali could feel Moira get lifted off the mat, but the bigger woman seemed intent on staying on her feet and it was Cali who was lifted into the air instead and within seconds, she could feel Moira's arms crushing her torso.

"NnGh!" Cali grabbed Moira's shoulders as the air was crushed under the embrace of Moira.

[Devilish53]

All of Moira's power was soon rising into that hug, as she opted to give Cali a rare experience of receiving a full bearhug from the stacked heavyweight. With the figure in her arms turning to grab her shoulders, the squeeze only became more delightful, as Cali only had to look down to see the massive bust she was being crushed against.

"How long can you take it..huh?" She'd hum, not at all feeling she was being overconfident, giving escaping her hug when she so desired was a monstrous task!

[Faeron]

"Nnngh!" Cali moaned in pain, now realizing the full extent of Moira's strength while being constricted in the bear hug.

"I can see...why you have such a ...crushing reputation!" Cali commented in between breaths, she gripped the shoulders of Moira hard enough to make the knuckles bone white. She sucked in whatever air she could between her teeth and Cali looked to pry herself off from Moira. The rookie understanding that the longer she was trapped in Moira's iron grip, the likelihood of passing out in her arms increases.

[Devilish53]

Moira felt those hands dig in, pinching almost, but some locks simply couldn't be pulled apart. Moira was simply massive, and those arms, whilst mostly curves, had delivered more squeezes in her time than she could count. Often against those bigger than Cali herself. And right now, Moira was only pressing more so, as she began to remember the genuine joys of squishing someone fully against her frame.

"Hehe..Good one..." She'd whisper out, nuzzling cheeks as she yanked Cali a little closer, whilst her arms only flexed more so.

[Faeron]

Cali let out another grunt of pain. It was like being crushed between walls and Cali realized that she couldn't power out of this one. With nothing else seeming to be working, Cali did the next best thing and started to slam stiff forearm shots against Moira's skull, looking to beat her way out of the hold lest she passes out.

[Devilish53]

With those forearms coming in hard, and her arms obviously busy, Moira had no option but to try and grin and bare the pain. Even then she could only endure so much, crushing tight as she might, before finally her arms began to fail. Grunting and groaning to herself, she'd turn to literally throw Cali from her arms before stumbling back, clutching the wounds those arms had made.

[Faeron]

Cali kept throwing hammer-like blows against Moira's head while feeling the ever crushing weight of Moira's arms until she finally relented and pushed Cali away. The rookie rolled onto the mat while favoring her ribs, but gritted through the pain as she saw Moira was stunned. She walked over to the giant and attempted the fireman's carry again, intent in delivering the Lunar Cycle (Rolling Death Valley Bomb) the moment Moira was hoisted onto her shoulders.

[Devilish53]

Stunned from that blow, Moira couldn't stop the next lift that came her way. Cali's figure poised as it held Moira's heavy figure once more over her frame, seemingly preparing for the finish on the big brunette!

[Faeron]

Every muscle within Cali's body was tensing, screaming under the weight of the heavy Moira. The Cali roared as she completed the lift, the crowd stunned as while giving a clap of approval. With a surge of power, Cali completed the rotation of the Lunar Cycle and slammed Moira back first onto the mat. The rookie then quickly slipped behind Moira and locked in the Dragon Sleeper dubbed Osterra's Peace: Wrapped both legs around Moira's torso while hooking the head, pulled the giant back and began to squeeze with everything she has left.

[Devilish53]

Drove back to earth with much less fun than the earlier lift had ended in, Moira was dazed to say the least. Her thick limbs flying everywhere, the fact the heavyweight was not at all used to being slammed, never mind lifted, became apparent. Even before the sleeper, Moira was effectively done for!

Her hands only clawing at those biceps for a mere motion, as she was choked and bent something wicked. Cheeks going far too red to bear, the stacked giant had but one choice left before her.

To tap out!