For your own good... [ Sophia Wolfe / Mary Bloom ]

[thesteedman]

The heavy thuds of fists and bare feet hitting padded walls echoed through the nearly empty training room, along with laboured breaths between each one. The room itself was well kitted out for such training, the floor soft and blue, created from mats to soften blows in a training or sparring environment. The walls were also padded, to cushion failed takedowns… but the woman within this room was not training with another. She was looking to sharpen her skills despite the warnings that had been given to her.

Sophia Wolfe stood in the center, her body glistening with a light sheen of sweat as she continued to test her form. Her toned midriff rose and fell with each breath, the muscles beneath her bare stomach trembling slightly with strain. Between each strike there was a small wince, a betrayal that something was not quite right despite her efforts. A dark sports bra with signature purple stripe design and loose gi pants clung to her frame. Her bare feet shifted across the mat as she unleashed a furious combination, a punch, followed by an elbow, then a swift and carefully placed knee—then another wince. This time Sophia favoured her back a little, arching.

It meant nothing. She didn’t stop. The dull ache in her lower back was nothing new. The ghost of Brynhilde’s crushing bearhug still haunted her spine, but she had won that match, and no injury was going to keep her down. After several weeks on the sidelines, Sophia could not let her well trained form go soft. She needed to return and come back hard. She was convinced this injury was all that had cost her the Open Weight Championship belt, and she was determined to get back and challenge for a title.
"Gottverdammt!" she muttered, a rare curse from the otherwise heroic yet stoic nature of Sophia Wolfe. She took a moment to pace around, favouring her back once more, taking a few deep breaths. Grinding her teeth as she went back into solid stance despite the complaints of her body. "I’m not done. I can’t be done."
The door to the mat room creaked open before she could continue. She sighed under her breath, knowing who it was that was entering. Kat was away on tour for a few days, with Katherine Scarlett, otherwise known as Kay periodically coming in to check on her. No doubt finding her like this would bring another lecture. One Sophia did not have the patience for right now as she slowly picked up her guard, not bothering to turn around to face her friend. She knew Kay meant well, but right now she was just getting in the way.

“Figured I’d find you in here. Figured you wouldn;t listen to me either.” came a familiar American accent from her Canadian born friend. Something was a little different though, an arrogance within her tone. Sophia turned, seeing the alluring tomboy leaning against the door frame. She was clad in a plaid open top, revealing a sports bra below with an equally toned midriff. Jeans and scruffy sneaks completed her look, as the blue haired beauty wore a winning smile with her arms folded.
"I told you not to push yourself. Just because Kat’s not here doesn’t mean you can start doing your own thing. I warned you I would take steps if you didn’t listen… I can’t have you undoing your recovery on my watch whilst your lady friend is away.” Katherine said, stepping forward, her voice low but firm.
“All due respect Kay, but you can’t stop me.” Sophia spoke, landing a few solid kicks against the padded wall, with another elbow and a deadly strike that echoed through the room.

“Figured you’d say that… it’s why I brought a friend. Someone who can look after you.. You know, until Kat comes back.” Kay mentioned, her sly smile growing.
“Remember… I warned you, but you didn’t listen. I love you, but you forced my hand. Mary? Come and say hello to my good friend!”
The mention of Mary and another made Sophia frown, as she turned around to look towards Drifter. By now the Lightweight wrestler had cleared the door, her hands in her pockets and a cheeky smile in her eyes. From the doorway came a presence, large in more ways than one, entering the room like some shadow. Sophia’s guard dropped as she stared in disbelief.
“This is my good friend Mary. I don’t think you two have met yet…”

[Darius 2.0]

Mary Bloom was an exceptionally powerful wrestler. The blonde giantess had defeated some of the biggest names in LAW, often in humiliating and one-sided fashion, earning her a fearsome reputation. Of course, one wouldn't think this to look at her modest win/loss record. This was because most of Mary's fights took place outside official LAW matches. Also, they were less 'fights' and more like backstage ambushes.

For Mary, wrestling wasn't about titles or accolades or even the money that came with it. The woman was simply obsessed with crushing people with her immense size and power! It wasn't through malice or cruelty that she did this; it was for the thrill of feeling a person succumb to her many crushing holds and suffocating smothers. In actuality the woman was an absolute sweetheart when you got to know her. She just might end up squashing you in the process!

That was the story of how Mary had met Kay. One innocent evening, Mary had caught the Drifter all alone after she had just gone through a grueling match, leaving her sore and exhausted. So naturally, Mary took it upon herself to give the woman a caring massage to relieve her of the pain! Never mind the fact that Mary's idea of a massage involved lots of squeezing and smothering to the point that she left Kay was rendered unconscious!

After that, the two of them maintained an odd sort of correspondence, and the Drifter would often call on Mary should she ever need help that required a substantial amount of muscle. It was for one such reason that Mary Bloom found herself in the home of one Sophia Wolfe today.

"Hello there!" Mary chirped happily shortly after being introduced by her friend. The blonde cut a stunning figure as she stood there in the door frame. At 6'3" she was a statuesque woman with curves in all the right places, particularly in her large bust and rump! And of course, all this would be accentuated in the daring black underwear she had walked in wearing! "I hear from my friend Kay that you need a bit of help relaxing! Luckily for you, I'm the best around when it comes to putting someone to sleep..."

Mary would then enter the training area fully, walking towards Sophia with heavy, purposeful steps, a smile gracing her beautiful features while her green eyes twinkled with delight....

[thesteedman]

Sophia never thought she would have regretted giving a spare key to Katherine Scarlett. It's main purpose was in the highly unlikely but still possible world in which Sophia would forget her own at home, and as something as a mark of trust between good friends. Since then, Kay had been arriving at her place as her own leisure, popping in with that friendly greeting of hers before almost making herself home whilst she began to socialise with Sophia, always aware the woman would never be caught in a state of undress given her prim and proper routines. Today though... this was an abuse of that power! Sophia's eyes went wide, watching as the wrestler known as Drifter had brought another guest...

It brought a grim reality that the rumours were true. Sophia had asked Kay once if the whispers that she had somehow befriended LAW's most dangerous stalker were true and Kay neither confirmed nor denied, no doubt leading into the awe of mystery about it all. This monster of a woman... this Mary Bloom had become a bogeywoman of the LAW, stalking its corridors and attacking unsuspecting wrestlers when they were at their most venerable... Sophia had certainly seen her about, but never up close and personal like this. It was a different feeling entirely when her eyes were set upon you. The woman was a broad build, her chest barely contained by her sleek black bra and matching underwear, the rest of her form completely bare.

"Kay?!" Sophia gasped out, taking a step back as Mary began to walk towards Sophia once she had made her presence known. It felt like she grew in height with each step forwards towards her, an oddly impassive smile on her lips and a hunger in her eyes. Kay remained leaning against the doorframe, a curt little smile on her lips as she watched Sophia take a defiant fighting stance.
"I made a promise to Kat that I would look after you and make sure you didn't overdo it whilst she was away. I asked you nicely... twice. Twice you didn't listen. When I spoke to Mary about this plight, she was all too eager to help me... well... you know... help you." Kay spoke nonchalantly, tilting her head as she watched the normally stoic and dangerous Sophia begin to back away.

It was odd to think that it was believed Kay somehow had this level of control over Mary, and whilst it was fun to run with the rumour, Kay was all too aware she had no such ability. In truth she had actually developed something of an unusual and quite dangerous friendship with Mary Bloom, and socialising with her was akin to playing with fire given Mary had little ability to restrain herself when she wanted to cuddle with someone. That said, Kay had certainly developed a good knack for placing Mary in a 'direction' of her choosing. She had managed to shift Mary's attention to Thereisa when the woman was actively bullying her, and now she managed to guide her sights onto her friend Sophia... perhaps a bit mean of her to do, but it was for her own good. That aside however... Kay actually did consider Mary a good friend. Sure she was dangerous, and more than once she had been pulled into one of her embraces... somehow a friendship had begun to develop in there...

"Mary was all too keen to volenteer for this." Kay added with a devious smile. Watching as Mary began to close the distance.
"Mary. She is using you!" Sophia declared, taking a more defensive stance as she was beginning to run out of space within her training room. No doubt she was trying to turn the tide as Mary began to close in. Sophia looked to side step, twisting her form. She had faced bigger women than Mary, and defeated them. She also knew Mary's approach, her somewhat obsession with squeezing and smothering. She would not engage in a striking game, but focus solely on grappling. With that in mind, Sophia waited for her to reach for her, before darting low, twisting one more time... she swung her leg, looking to catch Mary's knee... all she had to do was drop her down... make a break for the door and...

"Agh!"

Sophia gasped out, her lower back muscles having a spasm. Mid strike she faltered, losing balance and staggering to Mary’s side instead of landing the all-important strike!

[Darius 2.0]

When it came to her choice of targets to play with (bully), Mary wasn't exactly picky! No one was safe from her cuddly holds, be they big or small, heel or face, muscular or plump, the blonde bombshell crushed men and women of all shapes and sizes! However, if she really, truly had to choose, Mary would say she preferred those fighters who took themselves far more seriously than they needed to. It was fun to watch their carefully crafted persona crumble when they realized there was nothing they could do to stop Mary from having their way with them!

Taking one look at Sophia, Mary could tell right away that she fell under that category! She could see the powerful looking build the German possessed from that firm and tight core, something that only come with lots of dedicated training. And from the way she held herself defensively as Mary approached was same she had seen on many other pro fighters she set her sights on.

Of course, little did Sophia know, it would probably do her as good against Mary as it did those other fighters!

"Oh, I don't mind that!" Mary chirped at Sophia's declaration of Kay's intent, continuing to approach the German. "I'm always happy to help my friend Kay when she needs it. Besides, I've always wanted to meet the famous Sophia Wolfe. I figured we would have crossed path eventually. What better time like the present, right?"

While they had chatted, Mary had already rapidly closed the distance between her and Sophia, with the scarred woman quickly running out of space between Mary and the wall behind her! It was perhaps for this reason that Sophia would suddenly lash out at Mary, aiming a strike at one of her long, powerful legs! But whether this strike would have been enough to fell the blonde beast would never be answered, because Sophia winced and nearly collapsed before Mary's eyes before the strike could be delivered!

"Oh, you poor thing!" Mary would say, her eyes filled with genuine concern for the fallen fighter. "Here, let me help you up!" And with that, Mary would move to scoop Sophia into her arms before the German could react, plucking her right off her feet! Wrapping her arms around Sophia's midsection, Mary would pull the woman right against her voluptuous form, supporting her entire weight with ease!

At first, it would seem like Mary was actually helping Sophia up, albeit in an unorthodox manner! Except soon it would become clear that she wasn't letting the smaller woman down...

[thesteedman]

Kay remained against the door frame, watching with something of a cheeky smile spread across her alluring and angelic features. There was certainly a slight semblence of guilt for introducing Sophia to Mary, all too aware how the rest of the evening would go. Given the subtle look in Mary's eyes, there was a chance it would probably stretch beyond the evening when she took a liking to someone, and she could see that smile in her eye. The motions all played out exactly how Kay expected... Sophia would try and make a move against her, probably target one of her legs to try and drop her and move around... she's probably hurt her back in the process... yes... there it was... and then she was easy pickings for Mary!

It was both amusing but a little sad to see. Kay knew Sophia well... she was proud, most certainly amongst the best of the best in LAW. In a ring and at full capacity, Sophia might have actually been able to take Mary Bloom in a ring. On the mats like this, it would no doubt favour Mary but Kay wondered... maybe Sophia would not be hopeless in that fight. However... as Sophia was right now, there was simply no chance in hell. Yes she had brought down monstrous women, even in some terrible states, but Mary was something else. She was a boogey man (or woman) of the LAW terrorising all when she so desired. Sophia had done well to avoid her this long in truth, though Kay herself might have had small influence in that. However... today was the day.

"Don't fight it Sophia. She's here to help you. It might not feel like it... but... well you know." Kay would mention. For now she was surprised how tame Mary was being, though she could wager she was probably waiting for Kay to leave the two alone. Smiling, Kay looked towards Mary.
"Alright then. Hope you two play nice. I'm going to be gone for maybe... I don't know... three, four hours? I'll come back later with some pizza though. You going to be alright Mary?"

"Put. Me. Down." The words were growled through clenched teeth of Sophia Wolfe, her arms braced against Mary's shoulders, trying to push herself free of this embrace. Yet those large but deceptively soft arms around her midsection were like steel bindings. Every shift only made the grip tighten more, her toned core flexing involuntarily against the elevated grip. Sophia hated this, finding herself handled like some helpless rookie just because her body had faltered for a moment. And worse than that... she could feel the smug warmth in Mary's embrace, like this was just some game to her.

"You're not helping me by doing this! I need to train!" she hissed, twisting in the hold, but her bare feet couldn’t even find the ground, held so high.
“I don’t care how many egos you’ve crushed in these so called ‘cuddles’ of yours, you’re not going to break me like the others! You do not scare me! You are nothing more than a bully!” Sophia spoke out. To her credit, Sophia shown no fear, even as Mary quietly continued to smile at her and hold her with frightening ease. It was hard to know if that defiance would last, but Sophia continued to try and push free, her enthralling midriff tensing a little, visible to Mary as she tried to find release. Still, despite her defiant stance, Sophia's breathing was quickening, each breath a little harder to pull in, each second in Mary’s arms making her abdomen ache with pressure.

Sophia was indeed in trouble!

[Darius 2.0]

The way Mary was currently cradling Sophia in her arms would look strikingly similar to a bearhug submission that one might see the in the LAW ring. She had locked her arms together right at the small of Sophia's back, using that to pull the German fighter right up tight against her soft and barely clad body! The fit form of Sophia would be welcomingly enveloped by Mary's curves, and no matter how much her new friend currently struggled Mary held her close and snug! It was certainly cute to watch her try though.

Smiling sweetly as Sophia languished in her grasp, Mary would soon hear Kay speak up, and the blonde would turn to face the Drifter in the doorway, brining Sophia along with her in the process! "Oh, okay!" Mary chirped when Kay mentioned she was leaving. "I'll catch up with you later than, Kay. And I promise the next time you see Sophia she's gonna be nice and relaxed! Isn't that right, Ms. Wolfe?"

As if to speak up for Sophia, Mary would jostle the woman some in her grasp with frightening ease, making the scarred woman look like little more than a child!

Once Kay left, Mary and her charge would be left alone in Sophia's training room, with the only sound being the German's constant struggles against Mary's grip! That was until Sophia broke the silence with a declaration. A declaration that no matter how much Mary tried to break her she would not be broken. That she was different from all the other people Mary had crushed.

But all such a declaration would do is make Mary smile.

"I'm sure you think so," Mary whispered to the German, and as she spoke her words, her arms wrapped around Sophia's waist would begin to tighten. It was slow at first but no doubt Sophia would be able to notice the difference quickly. "I'm sure all those other people thought the same as well."

It was with that ominous statement that Mary's arms would tighten around Sophia to the point that all space between them was quickly eliminated, completely closing around the scarred woman's toned midsection. But it wouldn't stop there. Mary's arms would still continue to compress. pulling in on Sophia's lower back, forcing her against her soft body! It quickly became clear that this was an actual bearhug, and as the seconds ticked by, it only seemed to be growing tighter....

[thesteedman]

Sophia gasped out loud when Katherine left the room, leaving her with Mary Bloom all alone. Part of her had been hoping this was some ill timed trick or ruse, that Kay would come back at any moment and tell her it was all a joke. Yet the moment she heard the front door to her apartment close, she realised Kay was actually leaving her with Mary. Face to face with her, wrapped in her powerful arms, Sophia could only listen as she began to reply to her defiance. Mary was rather direct, and simply uncaring. Sophia's accusation was nothing more than water from a duck's back to Mary, who kept that soft smile as if she meant nothing but the best for Sophia.

The eyes betrayed her though... Sophia could see something deep within them.
"I warn you for the last time Mary. I will defend myself! if you do not release me right this instant." Sophia spoke out. She did not really want to strike at Mary. She was here allegedly at Kay's behest. Kay had warned Sophia she would take action if she did not go easy on herself, but never in a thousand years did she think Kay would bring Mary to her apartment and leave her with the monstrously strong woman. Sophia did not even believe the rumour that the two were actually supposedly friends. Though was this actually friendship? Or just some mutual beneficiary?! Kay guiding Mary to victims?! Mary enjoying her dominating ways with them?!

Such thoughts were pressed to the back of her mind when she felt Mary's arms softly fold just a little more around her waist. Sophia's midriff went taut as she groaned, instinctively placing her hands against her elbows as she pushed down. What little gaps had been present were taken up as Mary slowly tightened her hold, pulling Sophia up closer against her. Sophia had to fight a breathless moan, as her head whipped back a little and her toes curled. She bit on her lower lip, feeling the growing strain as Mary continued to slowly squeeze her, now actually bearhugging her.

"I warned you..." Sophia hissed out, pushing against her shoulders to try and jostle some leverage and room. She twisted her body, raising a fist, looking ready to strike... but the twist hurt her already tender back, making her gasp out sharply. She reached and grabbed her mid back, her alluring features awash with pain... before suddenly Mary squeezed her lower back. Her eyes went wide as she arched back, crying out briefly. Mary began to adjust her, bringing her closer as Sophia realised she was more hurt than she realised... and in a lot of trouble.

"Wait! Put me down!" Sophia yelped, trying to reason with Mary, still feeling sharp pain running through her spine.

[Darius 2.0]

It had been quite some time since Mary had a woman of Sophia's size within her grasp. Despite Mary having an obvious size and weight advantage over most other wrestlers on the LAW roster, the blonde actually preferred to pick on people her own size! Squeezing and smothering amazons and body builders was a special kind of thrill, perhaps because such fighters were so unused to being overpowered and toyed with. When she had destroyed Theresia Niedermeyer, an older woman of similar build to hers, it had been on behalf of her friend Kay, but the feeling of the mighty woman slowly succumbing to her power had been a welcome bonus for Mary!

That said, Mary still had a particular affinity for those she could more easily overwhelm! In Sophia's current weakened state, she certainly fell under that category, unable to budge Mary at all as she tightened her arms around her! Little by little those powerful limbs of hers closed in around Sophia's fit midsection like twin boa constrictors, and any empty space that was between their two bodies was swiftly eliminated. But even as that space evaporated, Mary would continue to squeeze, pulling Sophia against her with ever increasing pressure!

But it would seem Sophia wasn't about to take Mary's treatment of her lying down! Blinking in surprise, Mary watched as the German reared an arm back.....only to wince in pain from the attempt! "Oh dear!" Mary gasped in somewhat exaggerated shock, and even her emerald eyes seemed to display a kind of worry. "That's no good, Sophia! You have to take it easy! Just leave everything to me and everything will be alright!"

It was after those 'comforting' words that Mary would shift Sophia in her grasp somewhat, bouncing the woman upward with frighting ease, lifting her higher off the floor! This new grip would put Sophia's toned core directly into Mary's eyeline; a sight that the blonde would particularly enjoy! "There we go!" Mary would cheer, and once again, her grip would tighten even further around Sophia's waist, squeezing around her body with much more force than before!

And the most frightening thing would be that it was only growing tighter by the second!

[thesteedman]

It was infuriating, how easily Mary was able to handle Sophia in her current condition. Truth be told, she did not doubt up close and personal, Mary would have any more difficulty doing so if she was at her best, but at least she would be able to resist. As she was right now, Sophia stood zero chance, her efforts to try and retaliate actually causing her harm given she already over strained herself during the training session Kay warned her not to do. All too late she was perhaps beginning to heed those lessons now, but Mary was already here... and Sophia was already enveloped within her arms.

Sophia had fought her way through the LAW roster, many of them heavyweights with cunning, strength, and sheer willpower, outlasting many who thought they could stampede over her. But this… this was different. Mary wasn’t just strong, she was surprisingly calculated, deliberate, and far too delighted in making a spectacle of every second she had Sophia locked in her powerful arms. Sophia could not help but grit her teeth as the pressure increased again, Mary’s arms drawing tighter like coils of an Anaconda wrapping around her waist. She felt the crush, her lower back creaked under the pressure, her breath becoming more strained. The scarred German's toned core visibly flexed and trembled as she tried to resist the squeeze.

“Ngh!” she groaned, trying to stifle a moan. She refused to give Mary the satisfaction, at least for now. But it was early into Mary's session, and Sophia was already at her mercy. What almost felt like Mary's condescending voice in her ear didn’t help the situation either. Although a part of Sophia wondered if Mary was actually being earnest... it was hard to read her!
“I… don’t need your help…” Sophia whispered through clenched teeth, even as her body betrayed her, sinking slightly deeper into the bearhug as her legs hooked onto Mary's side to try and gain some leverage. One trembling hand pressed against Mary’s shoulder, the other trying to wedge between their bodies to relieve even a sliver of pressure. It was no good...

She tried to brace herself, feeling another squeeze coming, but Mary bounced her. The sudden shift jarred her concentration, lifting her even higher, her feet no longer even close to the floor. The two were not even face to face now, Mary revealing that frightening strength and woman handling Sophia like she weighed less than paper. Mary's face was low, her breath tracing over her bare stomach as Sophia pushed against her shoulders.
“Wait... Put… me down… L.. let us talk about this!” Sophia yelped, low and breathless, her abs straining under the ever tightening constriction. Her bare midsection was now on full display, certainly a sight for the eyes, feeling Mary’s crushing grip force her into a slight arch. She gasped out, biting on her lower lip as her toes curling and her head whipped back.

She had to break out. A part of Sophia's delusions told her she would break out. But even as she lied to herself, a tremor ran through her back. The pressure wasn’t stopping. And Mary still wasn’t squeezing tighter and tighter, putting massive pressure on one of the spots of Sophia's ailments, making her cry out as she soon reached back against Mary's arms in a feeble attempt to pry free.