Silver Vs Britanny Ysé - The French Coils

[Bearhug Goddess]

The Frenchwoman looked down at her opponent silently after her words while waiting for a response from her, but nothing came out of Silver's lips. The wrestler with a huge bust didn't seem to want to argue with Britanny and preferred to take care of her body while she could, perhaps she thought that by sitting there would be no chance that Britanny looks to crush her body.

But I didn't know Britanny who had just been completely ignored. She wasn't very angry but she wasn't going to let her opponent get away with it so easily. She walked towards her opponent and grabbed her hands as if they were going to start a test of strength, except that the ojou lowered herself to put herself on her knees and gradually moved forward to sit on the thighs of Silver as he stood in front of her.

"You don't want to talk ? Whatever, I just wanted to hear you moaning...!"

She moved as far as possible to bring her body as close as possible to that of her opponent. their chests and stomachs were already starting to squish against them, although there wasn't much pressure at the moment. Britanny wasn't going to stop there and started pushing Silver with her arms to push her back and force her to lie down while continuing to move her body forward.

[Devilish53]

Silver's strength was body to body, front to front, but with the breath squeezed out of her that was the one place she'd hate to be the most right now. If only because she suspected Brit wasn't done with her efforts in squishing Silver flat!

Tutting as Brit ran her mouth, Silver held her guard as the taller French gal came at her before extending her arms to lock against Brit's. Knowing there was no point in running, given her near complete lack of speed, Silver would be forced to try and hold her ground against her heavy foe despite the fact she wanted to do nothing more than sit down and catch her breath.

With the former being something Brit was happy to have her do!

Baring her teeth as she was forced to lean back, Silver was forced to bring her thick thighs back just to stop Brit getting further. For it seemed this massive girl wanted to use Silver as a mattress, with Silver herself fighting tooth and nail for every bit of ground against Brit!

As their busts and tummies fought once more, with Brit seemingly trying to cover Silver's own with her sheer scale!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Britanny's body began to grind against her opponent's as her legs pushed against the ground so she could push Britanny's body even further forward. She managed to gain the advantage little by little, Silver would soon serve as a mattress for Britanny, or even a large cushion or stuffed animal given the size of her opponent and her sweet beau who was caressing herself against hers.

After a few seconds, Britanny finally managed to make Silver fall to the ground and crush her under her weight, it was enough for their breasts to deform but it was not enough for the French woman who wrapped her arms around the soft and generous hips of her opponent before pressing against her to press her chest even harder but also crush her abs against her opponent's stomach.

“Mmmmmhhh..”

[Devilish53]

Britanny was particularly cruel as she wrapped around Silver, forcing maximum weight on her whilst ensuring the shoulders of her slighter smaller foe never fully rested on the canvas. The referee was nearby to keep her eyes on the matter, but there was never a time in which Silver would be fully pinned. Not that Brit seemed to care!

Moaning as the bodyweight and strength of her French foe began to literally compress her, Silver unsurprisingly began to wiggle and jiggle like hell beneath her foe. Pushing and kicking every which way, Silver wasn't so much seeking to reverse their positions as she was seeking outright freedom. For whilst the prospect of crushing Brit like this in return was appealing, right now Silver only wanted to slide away for a clean gasp of air. Something her foe wasn't doing, as Brit came down again and again, forcing the ridges of Silver's soft abs to concave with her hardened ones!

Thighs would flex beneath the French giant as Silver looked to arch her frame, pushing her feet to the ground to prop her hips up, but even then the exertion was apparent for all to see. For whilst there was now the chance she could heave Brit off her into a roll, the build-up to said roll meant that the entirety of Brit's frame was forced down atop of Silver's upper body half. Essentially meaning that the two hundred plus amazon was coming fully down upon Silver's massive, squished bust!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Britanny didn't think about much other than pressing her opponent against her and crushing her with all her weight, especially her chest. It didn't happen often but for the first time, Britanny's eyes were focused on her opponent's chest rather than her face. However, she had this unfortunate tendency to appreciate seeing the suffering faces of her opponents who were trying as best they could to escape from her powerful arms, but Silver's chest was much more interesting to look at.

She could feel her opponent struggling and trying to escape and each movement made Silver's chest move slightly, despite this embrace it was not enough to stop their movements unlike her chest. The ojou growled slightly and decided to place her chest slightly above her opponent's before squeezing it again with all her strength, thinking that this way Silver's chest would finally stop rubbing against her every time. movement.

"Stop...Moving..."

[Devilish53]

Brit tried as she might to embrace Silver fully again, adding her weight atop of that crushing squeeze to make Silver see stars. As big and durable as she was, even Silver had little confidence she could endure a bearhug from Brit with everything the French giant could throw at her behind it! Albeit in the bedroom, perhaps with a more positive aura to their situation, she'd of loved to have tried all the same!

Shaking her head in defiance as Silver had to split her focus equal parts into resisting that embrace and pushing Brit off, Silver let out a rather heated gasp as the bigger gal squished down harder into her. Turning her head, Silver's cheeks puffed rather dramatically, with her eyes close to water courtesy of the pressure on her chest and bust. For a long moment Silver would be pressed so hard she couldn't even function - with her body numbing and her toes curling, as a massive pair of breasts and washboard abs squished into her!

Though Brit made it apparent that Silver wasn't meant to enjoy this at all - she was crushing her purely for submissive reasons! She wanted this bedroom queen out cold before the match even got in full swing!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Although Britanny likes to be challenged and fight against strong women, she does not let Silver react or struggle by holding her repeatedly and always harder than before. Her gaze was still focused on Silver's chest which was finally starting to flatten and stop moving in all directions. The French woman could only smile at what she had just done, she had just tamed a chest bigger than hers using hers and her arms. She took the opportunity to finally raise her head and see her opponent's face which was rather funny, Silver really didn't seem to be having a good time and Britanny intended to make fun of it.

"So this is what the Bedroom Queen is capable of other than a bed? I'm deeply disappointed..."

She stood up on her knees while continuing to hug Silver in her arms, stopping crushing her under her weight but again in a good position to be able to give her most powerful bearhug. She didn't just press her opponent against her body, the ojou squeezed and released the pressure each time to wear out her opponent's body and tire her even more as she displayed an even more demonic smile than before.

"Disappointed... That you have such a big pair of breasts and that you don't know how to use them properly!..."

[Devilish53]

When Silver was given space to rise, she would damn well use it. Pressing her right hand to the ground, she'd seek to push herself as to be off of the flat of her back, where Brit would have been free to literally pancake her further. She was still very much within Brit's arms, but at least she didn't have the dense muscle of her French foe crushing down on her.

Though it soon became apparent that the small shift by the bedroom queen was exactly what Brit had hoped for - given that she was already poised to resume with Silver in the kneeling position!

Groaning as she found Brit locking her back up, Silver was left at a painful angle with a painful choice before her. She could either raise the hand that was supporting herself in this kneel to push at Brit's face, and bring about a break. Or she could keep that hand to the canvas to stop Brit flattening her out and bodypressing her!

The words of the French giant certainly didn't help Silver's situation, as the thicker chested heavyweight found Brit soon contorting her in rhythm! Again and again Brit would flex and squeeze, practically trying to time her powerful compressions with Silver's breaths. The pain of being squeezed against that rock hard, thick frame was bad enough - but now Silver was struggling to even get a full breath in her lungs!

With her mentioned breasts squeezed up tight against Brit's own, Silver could but look down for a moment as she felt her cheeks turn puffy. Where as she may have been the bustier in the two at the start of the encounter, Brit had saw fit to crush her bust into Silver's over and over again, leaving the chesty bedroom queen looking flatter by the minute! A sight she would be forced to behold for a few moments longer, as she began to shimmy back the leg she was kneeling on to get it far behind her - or at least further back than her own hips. From here, if she could press the base of her foot to the canvas, she might have been able to slowly bring about a rise - bringing herself and Brit slowly upwards, where Silver could pry at that grip without the threat of being bodysplashed!

Or so she hoped!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Britanny's pressure continued, second after second, minute after minute, and she didn't seem to be tiring. Although Britanny was using a lot of her strength and using her arms extensively, the fatigue hadn't stopped. Although it seemed to have impacted her that much, there were inevitably a few drops of sweat on her forehead from the sun beating down on her body but no sighs, grunts or panting of fatigue.

The Frenchwoman had a goal and kept her serious demeanor, although she expected a more substantial challenge given the title and the body of her opponent who, for the first time, was more advantaged than hers. It wasn't often that the ojou admitted that a person was better than her at something, a woman so perfect she couldn't afford to let anyone else be better than her, although in this case Sylver was better than her morphologically.

But suddenly the match started to get interesting. Silver finally began to fight, using her legs to gain more height and push Britanny back slightly. The ojou spread her legs to have better support on the ground with her knees and continued to hold Silver with her arms, putting a little more force to reward her opponent in her own way.

"That's it... Come on, try harder..."

[Devilish53]

The position Brit was in was one Silver herself had often acquired - so you can imagine the look on Silver's face, given her predicament!

Squeezed with more force than she was able to describe, with Brit's massive body weighing her down all the whilst, Silver was beginning to sweat rather ferociously. With said sweat coating her frame from head to toe, Silver found it difficult to breathe from the heat alone. Never mind the fact her French foe was focusing on actively trying to squeeze said breath from her.

Arching her body forward as best she could as to rest on Brit in return, Silver moved slowly but surely all the way up, with the imagined sensation of Brit falling upon her and crushing her yet again filling her mind. Keeping her right leg behind her to ensure said imagery wouldn't become reality, Silver was soon pressing her forehead tight to Brit's own in an attempt to arch this hulking heavyweight back. Though even when she pushed as hard as she could, skull to skull, the pressure on her forehead couldn't begin to compare to that on her waistline. Nor on her bust!

For whilst Silver may have been the bustier by a small margin, it was Brit herself who looked to be walking tall with cartoonish proportions on her chest! For her own big bosom had completely covered Silver's, crushing the sizeable mounds of the bedroom queen in a motion that any other day, Silver might of enjoyed!

But with pain and breathlessness ripe on her frame, there'd be little enjoyment to be had by the struggling Silver. For it was taking absolutely everything she had just to even the two of them out, with her body now standing tall albeit with one leg slightly bent.

Now after the monumental task of rising with Brit's body working fully against her accomplished, she would just have to focus on the even more difficult task in front of her.

Escaping this damn crush!