An Unusual Challenge

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Two down, two to go! Lauren was gasping for breath now and she didn't want to burn any more energy with the deadlift. She grabbed Gemma by the hair and yanked her to her feet as painfully as possible though! "Time.... time to show ya more of the canvas Gemma!" Lauren said as she scooped Gemma up, spinning her around before slamming her down hard in the center of the ring yet again!

"YEAH! There it is! I can already tell you are done!" Lauren said, trying to sound full of bravado, flexing her arms again as she knelt on her knees next to Gemma's head.

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“AUGH!” Gemma cried out, back smacking against the canvas. Gemma tried to roll with the blow, distributing the force across her upper back on down her spine. The way the high-flyer would try to do, if she missed one of her diving attacks. None of that meant this didn’t hurt like hell, however!

“Nnngh!” Gemma moaned in pain as Lauren took a fistful of her hair and yanked her up to her feet. Gemma almost felt as if she was going to have her roots ripped out, and scrambled to her feet to alleviate the pain. Still, there was nothing the punky Brit could do but suck it up, as Lauren grabbed her once again, and drove her body into the mat!

“AAAUGH! F-fuck! Fuckity-fuck!” Gemma grunted, kicking the mat in agony. Lauren knelt next to her, flexing and posing, embarrassing Gemma even as she gave her just the briefest moment to breathe …

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Lauren huffed and grit her teeth, one more slam for this little Brit! She bent down hauling Gemma back up one more time. Lauren screamed lifting Gemma up as she lift Gemma as high as she could, stepping forward a couple steps before slamming Gemma down to the mat as hard as she could! "YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Lauren fell down right on top of Gemma, laying flat across her chest with all her weight! There was no way Gemma was kicking out more quickly than she did, no way! Lauren put all the power she could in these slams and she knew she slammed harder than Gemma did, she had do have! She sneered as she kept Gemma down, waiting to see exactly how long it would take for Gemma to kick out!

[Luncha_Libre]

Gemma had been keeping track, and this was it- the final slam! Her body was screaming in pain, having taken repeated, powerful slams from a highly motivated heavyweight. Still, Gemma knew she had to keep herself present, as Lauren hoisted her high into the air, and readied her to come crashing down!

“AAAAAAUGH!” Gemma screamed as she hit the mat again. Still, the high-flyer, who had more crash landings to her name than she could count, tried to roll with the blow. She tried to come down shoulder-fist, rolling with the impact to distribute some of that horrible force. Not that it would have negated Lauren’s power or her anger, of course, but it was a better fate than simply being splattered to the canvas.

The second Gemma hit the ground, she could feel Lauren pressing down on top of her. Lauren was a heavy girl, squishing Gemma’s comparatively slender frame hard against the mat. Still, Gemma clenched her abdominals, then exploded from her belly to try and buck and twist out of the hold- a tough thing to do, but Gemma hoped she had the desperate adrenaline to pull it off!

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Lauren was in total shock as Gemma kicked out. It was far faster than she expected, feeling like a 3 count or close to it was a failure. Now there was a no doubt in her mind that Gemma kicked out more quickly than Lauren. The big woman with a look of pure defeat and dismay was one upped in a contest of her own specialty by a woman nearly 50lbs lighter who didn't specialize in slams at all! "No... no..... no way! NO!" Lauren shouted as she saw that Gemma had in fact kicked out before two, hell she barely even stayed down for one and two thirds of a count!

She was on her knees, hands on her hips before moving them to her face to hide it. Lauren shift and fell forward onto the mat, her hands still covering her face which she knew was turning red from a mix of embarrassment, humiliation and shock. "This can't be happening....." Lauren was now to the point that she was doubting herself the way the bosses were. She was a big woman whose flabby build meant she didn't have the sex appeal of marketability of others. She was an old rookie with less of a shelf life. She was losing matches to women she should crush on paper. She was being out slammed and over powered by women far smaller.

Was this the last straw for Lauren?

[Luncha_Libre]

Gemma gasped for air when she realized she’d managed to buck Lauren’s generous frame off of her. Breathing heavily, chest heaving as she stared up at the gym lights, Gemma gathered herself enough to look at how she did, seeing that she’d managed to even beat a two count! Red-faced and panting, Gemma’s back was aching, but had she done it? Had she won?

“Hah!” Gemma panted, a smile slowly starting to form on her face. The punky Brit was so surprised, not to mention pleased with herself, that she wasn’t even fully aware of Lauren’s humiliated display happening right behind her. “Not bloody bad!” Gemma continued, eventually managing to push herself up to a seated position.

“Unbelievable,” Gemma said, turning her gaze to Lauren finally, after Lauren was finished talking. “You just about squashed me there, luv, but I think I got you! Guess I need to add ‘powerhouse’ somewhere to my Wikipedia page, don’t I?” Playfully, Gemma raised an arm, and flexed a small but toned bicep. As she did so, she teasingly gave a wink to Lauren, and stuck her tongue out. Gemma was completely caught up in her own surprise at the moment, and seemed utterly oblivious to Lauren’s emotional turmoil, even as it played out right in front of her. The Air Raid Siren was simply overcome with how amazed she was at her own victory, in the contest!

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"No... I will show you and everyone else that I am not a laughing stock!" Lauren said as she lumbered her way up to Gemma again standing face to face with her as her body pressed up against Gemma's. "I can beat you! I WILL beat you!" Lauren shouted emphatically, still in shock and fueled now by anger given Gemma's reaction. She was a volatile mix of emotions right now, still having what was left of her pride seemingly damaged beyond repair. Doubts planted by her own losing streak coupled with the bosses calling her a waste of time seemed to have blossomed fully after her slams seemed to be ineffective against Gemma, whose own lesser slams nearly pinned Lauren for three!

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Gemma stood herself up, and quickly put her hands to her aching back. To her, this had been a fun- if unorthodox- contest. However, it didn't take long to see that this clearly meant much more to Lauren! The blonde got right in the Brit's face, shouting and threatening her in a way that left Gemma reeling, unsure how to react to the bigger woman!

"I ... wow ..." Gemma stammered, not knowing what actual words she could say to this. "Look, I ..." Gemma trailed off. Gemma realized her reaction hadn't been the most gracious, to winning, but it was too late to try and mend those fences now. Besides, if she tried to argue with Lauren in this state, the Brit realized she would likely only catch a backstage ass beating for her trouble.

"Alright ..." Gemma said, trying to keep her voice level and composed. "So ... what do you propose, then?"

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Lauren had no idea. She knew she was stronger. She knew she could slam harder than Gemma she just.... she just couldn't take the pain as well. It was a tough pill to swallow for sure. However, the thought of Gemma also being able to out lift or over power Lauren was extra humiliating. She looked around and saw a nearby table.

"Arm wrestling! There is no way you can beat me!" Lauren said, flexing her right arm and kissing her bicep in an attempt to hype herself up after her previous humiliating defeat. "So what do ya say?" Lauren said as she began to strut her way down to the table, her lower body trembling and quaking with each step as she looked back wearily at Gemma. Lauren was still hurting, still tired but she knew she could lift or push with all the force she had available in her large frame.

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Gemma couldn’t help but wince as a twinge of pain shot from her lower back and through the rest of her body. “Damn,” she whispered, trying to hold things back enough that (hopefully) Lauren wouldn’t notice how much she was hurting. The blonde American seemed to be on a warpath, trying to salvage some dignity after losing a contest she proposed, and Gemma didn’t want to provoke her more than necessary.

Instead, Gemma nodded and looked at Lauren from hooded eyes as the blonde kissed her bicep and proposed an arm wrestling contest. Gemma nodded along, listening. In that moment, Gemma couldn’t help but look Lauren up and down. Curvy, blonde, buxom … the girl looked pretty good when she was feeling confident. Good enough that Gemma wanted to see more of this.

“I say let’s do it,” Gemma said. “You’re on, luv!” Gemma strode confidently toward the table after Lauren. Gemma wasn’t about to let her opponent win, despite her thicker frame, despite the obvious power she was bringing. But now Gemma was feeling charged up, and she wanted to see where this could go.