Polissage de la perle, With a good hug routine.

[APlaying]

Garlim's fingers twitched beginning to grow very tired now in Ambre's strong grip, to the point where her head slumped down next to her companion's. She wasn't passing out, but she certainly wasn't surviving, as Ambre made sure to catch her breath enough to carry her with all her remaining strength. This brought back bad memories for Garlim, her giant chest had been forced to expand massively against The Ambre's face, as her back and belly sagged a bit. Her arms were now too flabby at her sides. The blonde goddess began to inadvertently gesture with her hand to keep from fainting.

"T-Tch, mmmm..." Garlim could perhaps ask Ambre to put her down and not hurt her, for he didn't have the strength to resist. But her competitive spirit made her refuse to back down, even as she found herself moaning and being carried like a little girl in Ambre's arms. Her strength was slowly leaving her, which made her body feel softer with each passing second.

The choked screams came out even though she had nothing left inside her, this only reminded her of the pathetic image she had after receiving Ambre's Moonsault, which instead of motivating her only filled her with helplessness. She closed her eyes tightly and clenched her teeth, feeling her energy drain out of her limbs, completely ending the blonde goddess's movement and ending her inhalation with a last sigh of agony.

[Bearhug Goddess]

As their bodies continued to press harder and harder, making it difficult for Ambre to even breathe, Garlim slowly but surely began to lose her strength and let moans of pain, and fatigue, escape her lips. Ambre simply sighed in fatigue and let Garlim fall back to her feet, continuing to hug her with that same powerful bearhug.

"Mnngh !.."

Her arms were starting to get tired but she must not give in, she had to continue to squeeze Garlim with all her strength until the blonde gave up or lost consciousness. Her eyes did not leave those of her opponent, ready to see the slightest sign of weakness and surrender and finally release her when it would be the case.

[APlaying]

Garlim's head slowly lowered, her cheeks taking on a slightly flushed tone. Sweat dripped from her forehead, her fingers were stiff and her sides ached. Although her arms were heavy and sore, the thought of surrendering to Ambre was unthinkable to her, she could not allow the black pearl to dominate her like this again. “Mmph!... Pfft!..” Her moans became softer, mixed with a gasping breath, as if she had just run a marathon.

Garlim's chin would slowly lay back against her own expanded chest, her eyes and teeth no longer clenched, leaving her mouth ajar revealing an adorable expression of a resigned Garlim giving in to Ambre's control. Ending up passed out and completely limp in Ambre's arms, Ambre could now do whatever she wanted with her.

[Bearhug Goddess]

As Ambre began to reach her limits, she saw Garlim's eyes lower and her cheeks turn pink... Her defeat was near and the blonde had no intention of giving up! Forcing the Frenchwoman to continue her powerful squeeze until exhaustion.

"Aahhh!..."

The Black Pearl released the giant goddess with a long sigh of fatigue and letting both her arms fall under the weight of gravity and fatigue. She quickly looked at the stunned and rapidly panting blonde, helping Garlim straighten up to be in a slightly more comfortable position, sitting against the cage.

[APlaying]

The weight of the blonde goddess' body became noticeable once she fell unconscious, submerged in her clouded mind as she lay completely limp in Ambre's arms. Her soft, artificial breathing was the only sign of life in her unconscious state, Garlim's face looked peaceful and even angelic. With her cheeks flushed, her lips slightly parted, even in defeat there was a beauty that made her look lovely.

After a while, Ambre's arms could no longer hold her grip and slumped to her sides, dropping Garlim to the cold canvas of the octagon with a thud. “Mmph...” Her large bust bounced up and down in an even hypnotic fashion, her body glistening with sweat as she gasped softly. The sudden release and fall helped Garlim regain a bit of consciousness, though this was not a good thing for her, as she felt her whole body screaming in pain. This caused her to wince slightly.

Garlim, still panting heavily, could only manage a weak smile as he watched Ambre hug her warmly to help her sit up. The exhaustion from the intense bear hug was evident on her face, but she was determined not to show any weakness, though by this point that was impossible due to how affable she looked while unconscious. “aah... G-God...” she said, her voice slightly hoarse from the effort and closed her eyes tightly before slowly trying to open them. Her vision was definitely blurred as was her mind, but it was slowly becoming clearer. “No... I thought, someone could.... Hug me, like that.” Garlim took a moment to catch her breath, her body still trembling slightly from the experience.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre remained wary, watching her opponent in front of her wake up and slightly straighten up. She sighed slightly before getting up in turn to help the blonde get back on her feet, looking at the blonde with a little embarrassment.

"Sorry... Maybe I went too hard..."

She helped the proclaimed goddess out of the octagon and sit on a more comfortable bench, giving her a towel before sitting down near her things and hydrating herself again. She didn't really know what to say, her feelings were mixed between anger and sadness... But she didn't seem to show either of her two feelings. Ambre decided to end this silence anyway by getting up and putting her things away.

"Thank you for this training... See you next time?.."

[APlaying]

Garlim gasped a little as Ambre tried to lift her, partly reminding her of how she had helped her up at the end of their match, which would be pleasant if it weren't for the intense pain and how heavy she felt. Although Ambre said something that almost made her cough apart from wincing in pain. "Really? You apologize for being too strong? Don't do that in my presence again, is that clear?" The blonde goddess replied, for any kind of fighter their self-esteem is important, and doing this was like a display of low pride. "The truth, was it was fun... Although you could tell that in the end you were the one who wanted revenge." She said somewhat mischievously, before taking a seat on a bench.

There was a brief silence between the two while Ambre tried to hydrate, it seems that even though they were both sore as hell, Ambre was willing to continue training with her. Although Garlim had another idea. "Hmmm... Aren't you hungry? If you don't have something better to do, I could invite you to my house to prepare a good dish to replenish the calories we have lost. I live near here in fact." Garlim pointed to the left, her house was only about 180 meters from the gym. Although sometimes she tends to stay in the gym much of the time. "Sure, if you'd like that." The blonde goddess blushed a little when making this request, she doesn't usually invite anyone to her house, but after all this she couldn't leave her Sparring partner hungry and in pain before leaving. They had to be hundred percent in case there was a next time, although that would depend on Ambre.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre looked at Garlim with a somewhat neutral look, she didn't understand why the blonde was so aggressive and hard on her... But on the other hand, she was just as kind and caring in helping the French girl improve. The French girl completely lowered her guard, the sparring was really over now and, strangely, she didn't think Garlim would take revenge for this squeeze... At least, not now.

"Hmm.."

However, she remained hesitant to her former opponent's question... A dinner could be nice and would allow the two wrestlers to get to know each other a little better... But Ambre wasn't used to this kind of thing, to be honest, she had never been invited to someone's house before today! Her intuition told her to leave but her curiosity and desire to progress, as a person and a wrestler, screamed at her to go. She stood up facing Garlim after a few seconds of thought, putting her hands on her hips and showing a big smile.

"Sure, as long as you're the one offering!"