Layla D./Bianca V. - Clash Of Might

[Devilish53]

"Didn't have to...be this way...!" Layla roared, barely needing to lock her arms, not that she could anyway given how much Bianca was bucking, as her weight and sheer size of her bust were doing all the work. Naturally bouncing atop of Bianca given the motions, Layla held a stern grin to her face as she tried to smother Bianca docile. The move was a playful one, but locked in by someone of Layla's bust size, and it was as effective as any arm lock or otherwise!

"Just..tap..tapp!" She'd snarl out, trying to lightly snake her legs around Bianca's ankles, to really cement the body-to-body pin aspect of her smother!

[SubtleRoar]

"Grngghhh....nnhhh..." *As her vision began fading into a dark abyss, Bianca still had a vestige of energy left dwelling deep within her. She only tapped into this latent potential whenever she found herself in dire straits, and considering the predicament she was currently facing, now was as good a time as any to access it. slipping her right leg in between Layla's Bianca firmly elevated the tip of her lower limb and rammed it in between the blonde's thighs, attempting to strike the center of her unguarded cooter!*

"Hmm..hmhmhm~" *She chuckled in jubilation knowing that her strike would be an unimpeded success, given that her foe hadn't predicted the lengths Bianca was willing to go to in order to achieve complete and total victory.*

[Devilish53]

Layla had her smother locked in, but one factor remained above all other regardless of how heated things were getting and how serious the locks were. This was to be a friendly spar, and nothing more.

Hence, when she felt that hand between her legs, Layla didn't have to be told twice what was about to occur. Releasing instantly, the stacked blonde pushed with a look of red-faced horror to her, shuffling back to her knees as her hands cuddled her own thighs.

"You...you were about to..." Her words struggling to come out, given to say she was shocked was a understatement.

[SubtleRoar]

"Hmm? Yes?" *Bianca's eyes followed Layla's magnificent curves all the way down to the entrance of her cooter, flicking her eyebrows upwards.* "You must do whatever is within your power to succeed, darling. That's the way of the ring~" *As fresh oxygen began to circulate throughout her body, Bianca tentatively returned to her lovely figure before squatting down, evenly balancing her gargantuan size with a gleam of vigor burning in her eyes.*

"Just like this~" *She uttered aloud, her tone just audible enough for her adversary to hear her, before swiftly charging forward in an attempt to bulldoze Layla against a metallic pillar! If The Queenpin managed to pull this off successfully, her next mission was to bombard the blonde bombshell with a flurry of palm strikes to try and tenderize her supple hamhocks!*

[Devilish53]

Layla was too taken aback by those efforts to low blow her to even think about continuing the encounter never mind putting up a admirable defence. Pressing her back to the ropes, she'd use her heavy figure to slide through them, in an effort to get onto the outside.

Evidently, the prospect of being low-blowed in a training matches of all places wasn't one that invoked a desire to continue from the blonde.

"Mm..Mmm.." Rubbing her arms as she stood outside the ring, Layla's nervousness was abound as she spoke, though she was adamant on leaving the encounter there.

"Mm..thanks..but no thanks...I'll do everything I can to win...but I'll never cheat...!"

With a rather cute hum and building of confidence, Layla gave Bianca one quick honest smile, before looking to make her exit. Having been given the chance to test out her arsenal, though in a limited fashion, and given something of a conundrum regarding her honour in the ring, the giant blonde felt she had a lot to think about.

[SubtleRoar]

*Bianca halted her pace down to a light trot, brazenly disappointed at what she was hearing. She placed her hands on her hips, tapping her foot impatiently against the canvas while listening Layla give her some speech about maintaing ethics in between the ropes, a smug smirk plastered on her face all the while.* "Yes, that's all well and good darling, but you're trying to tell someone of my pedigree that you'll never stoop to my level, while I'm the reigning queenpin of law. Whenever you realize that you can't make an omelette without breaking a few eggs, you know where to find me~"

Spoiler

*Bianca nonchalantly waved Layla away, slightly irked that she had been insulted in her own domicile by someone who didn't have a strong enough grasp on what it meant to be the best by any means necessary. They were obviously in two different schools of thought, and Bianca wasn't about to go off into a tirade over something as minuscule as this- If she wanted to depart, then so be it. The Sumo Slamstress had no intentions of chasing after the buxom blonde herself.*

"I just pray that pious attitude of yours diminishes before you take on someone bigger and stronger than I, Layla. And trust me, they do exist, and they'll take great delight in tearing you apart for their own, twisted pleasure." *Her words had a jagged edge to them, and Bianca made damn sure that Layla felt their serrated embrace with the tone she forged them with.*

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