Moira P. Vs. Kuromaru M. - Beachful

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Moira wasn't letting go, and Kuro despite her size couldn't shake her off! The brunette was enjoying her dominance and then some as she squeezed the big gal, which was perhaps why this was the second squeeze already in their match!

Who knew how many times Moira would simply wrap her arms around Kuro and squeeze?!

Only time would tell as the referee swung in, warning Moira of the fact Kuro's hands were now on the ropes.

"Noooo...Are you sure she has the ropes?" Moira laughed, crushing Kuro throughout the brief exchange as the official began to count to five. "I don't believe you...are you absolutely positive?" A grin was to her face as she continued to wring the big maid dry, though all fun most come to an end. With the official close to disqualifying her, Kuro would finally get the rest she wanted as Moira stepped back. Raising her hands to signal that she wasn't attached to Kuro any more, she'd soon be center of the ring with her hands to her thighs.

"Come on big girl...come hereeeee..." She'd almost sing, teasing Kuro to step from the ropes. For Moira wanted her arms back around her foe as soon as possible - it was darn right addictive!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Kuromaru kept moaning and writhing in pain, her opponent really didn't want to let go of her even after the referee finished counting to 5. She ended up being released and fell to her knees keeping her hands on the rope, panting hard and staring at the ground.

"Hannnn... Hannnnn... Hannnnnnn...!"

Kuromaru was able to regain her breath and a good part of her energy after several seconds where the referee lectured Moira. However, her mind was almost shattered, her opponent was taking malicious pleasure in hurting her and Kuromaru was beginning to be afraid of once again confronting her opponent's body with her own.
She looked the brunette in the eye as she heard her hum and looked away, looking towards the audience and noticing her mistress, Kaguya, frowning at her. Even if the maid was afraid of hurting, she was especially afraid of her mistress and this motivated her to get up. Moreover, she had won the first time so all was not lost, she could still win this match and also hurt her opponent.

"Mmmmmh... I'm coming!!.."

Kuromaru rose to her feet, wiping the sweat off her chest and forehead before walking purposefully towards her opponent, looking her in the eyes with a serious expression.
The maid looked uplifted, ready to fight, as if she was a new person in the game now. After a few steps, Kuromaru picks up the pace to rush at her opponent and bump her chest against hers to push her, grabbing the brunette's hands so she can't use them to squeeze her against her. Kuromaru was sure she could win this way.

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Moira was back in the ring with a swagger to her hips. She was doing awfully fine for someone apparently committed to bearhugging a woman much larger than her silly! A task made all the more impressive by the fact their bare frames were rubbing across one another tightly with every interaction! Such was the joy of wrestling in bikinis!

Bracing herself as Kuro finally took her bait, Moira was admittedly a little surprised to find her foe snagging her arms. Though not before rushing in for a forceful thrusting of tummy and chest! One Moira would have been all too eager to take advantage of with yet another squeeze - which was perhaps why her crafty foe so cleverly restrained her mitts!

Grunting as those huge curves bounced off her own, Moira would try to give as good as she got even with her lungs now a little empty. Pushing out her chest and tummy, she'd splash back into Kuro even as the bigger gal held her wrists, with their massive forms fighting for space as Moira tried to bully Kuro back in the same manner she had just done to her!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Kuromaru was sure of herself, she had already been able to beat her opponent when their chests clashed alone, so she thought she could win again. Fortunately for her, her hands were holding those of her opponent who was obviously trying to shake the maid, Kuromaru then repelled this threat with the only strength of her arms.
A small smile formed on the servant's face as she began to match her opponent, at least for now. After several seconds of rubbing her chest against the brunette's chest, Kuromaru decided to take a deep breath to fill her lungs with air before he puffed out her chest, making her chest puff out enough for her to take advantage in this situation.
She then began to move back and forth with her body, quickly hitting her opponent's breasts with hers to make her move further and further back.

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Moira gave as good as she got, but Kuro's size wasn't something she could beat in a contest like this. She'd certainly try of course, right up until Kuro took a big inhale to completely overpower her!

Grunting as her huge bust was mushroomed all the more, Moira would turn her head out of fear that her foe was about to crush her against the corner or ropes. With space to move, and a good distance between said ropes, Moira would try to wiggle her hips and midriff back in response to Kuro's forcible shoves. She couldn't beat the bust of her foe in the sumo-esque contest they were in, but she could at least slow her down!

All the more so by the fact she was grinding and rubbing her midriff over the tummy she'd spent most of the match squeezing!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Kuromaru was slowly winning this exchange but at least she was sure to win this exchange. She even noticed that her opponent was distracted by something else, it suited her because she could push harder when her head was turned. The maid was clearly beating her opponent, she was fearless and had to act smart to win this match.

But Kuro was starting to feel a pain in her stomach, strong enough to force her to deflate her chest as she exhaled all the air from her pimples. Big drop of sweat appeared on her forehead, strangely she was exhausted and panting softly with fatigue. She looked at her opponent with a little doubt, had she planned everything since the start of the match? Was she a calculating and manipulative woman?

In any case, Kuromaru was in a very bad position and to prevent her opponent from taking advantage of her moment of weakness, she threw her whole body forward to push the brunette back and be able to recover her breath, if she succeeded. If Moira arrived by any means to avoid being pushed back, Kuromaru would be at her mercy.

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There was no way even with a severely weakened and aching frame on Kuro's end that Moira could win this exchange. Not unless Kuro was all but ready to be put out of it; such would be her poor state. Instead, Moira began to willingly give way as the giant hummed and grounded into her, before Kuro opted for a big heave. One that Moira was already beginning to step with!

By pulling back as her foe charged forward, Moira would take the edge off the ache albeit the brief splash would still make her groan in pain. Though not without recourse! Not as she threw her arms up and around Kuro's head as the bigger gal came forward, to pull her all the more and make her stumble.

Right into a hug! Though this time it would be around the bigger maid's head, as Moira sought to ensnare and trap the features of her foe within her massive bust. And finally bring about a smother into this smother based match up!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Kuromaru clearly had the advantage when it came to pushing herself with her bust, she knew how to use her massive body as an advantage. But the maid had forgotten an essential point about this match, it was a smother match! And in this area, her opponent was clearly better than her. Since the powerful hug she had received, Kuro no longer wanted to find herself trapped in her opponent's arms and to avoid this, she preferred to kick her chest then distance herself between each blow.

Only, her opponent was used to this way of beating and trapped Kuro's head between her arms as she recoiled after one of her bust blows. Kuromaru wanted to step back, her opponent wanted to pull her closer, their oppositions caused Kuromaru to fall to her knees forward, finding herself at an ideal size for a hug with Kuromaru's head on her opponent's chest.

"Mmmmmph!!"

What could the maid do? She was thinking as best she could as she was panicked. After unsuccessfully trying to push her opponent away with her arms, Kuro proceeded to wrap her arms around her opponent's legs, seeking to bend her knees to throw her off balance. Maybe that would be enough to free the maid's head, maybe it wouldn't...

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Moira had locked her arms around her bigger foes head, but Kuro wouldn't quit it! She'd pry and claw in an ineffective manner at first, before Kuro went low. Taking Moira's stance completely out from beneath her!

Though Moira wouldn't be so easily resisted by a trip up - not given the hold she already had upon Kuro's head. So instead of letting up as the heavy maid no doubt hoped for, Moira doubled down. Bringing her foe with her, albeit atop of her in heavy fashion!

Grunting at the splash, Moira's arms would be free to ensnare and smother the head of her foe all the more. With she herself on her back, she wouldn't have to worry about positioning or standing steady, as she now focused purely on making Kuro's head disappear between her goods!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Kuromaru thought she had a good idea by bending her opponent's knees, she thought her opponent was going to release her during her fall or just when they were lying on the ring mat.
Only her opponent hadn't let go of the maid's head for even half a second. Kuromaru was therefore doomed to be stuck in this smother and it worried her more and more and prevented her from breathing normally, losing her breath faster than usual. She then tried to position her knees and her arms on the mat of the ring to be able to recover but the hold of the brunette was too powerful and she was too tired to force.

"Mm-Mmmmmmmmm..."

The maid tried to struggle by moving her body in all directions but her head was still trapped in the traps of her opponent's arms and her chest. Her movements were not effective and she felt little by little that the air was seriously missing her.
She wanted to give up, she wanted to get out of this hold as soon as possible, but her mistress was watching the match. Even if she had to lose, it was better for her to lose by knockout rather than abandonment, so Kuromaru continued to struggle uselessly, less and less until her breath failed her and she stopped. move, letting out a small sigh on her opponent's breasts.