L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

No stranger to curious stipulations, even those with such a odd mixture as this one, Amelie Roux stood with feet wide, hands loose to her sides. Feeling the warm sand between her fingers, Amelie grinned as she pondered over what was about to come. To say the match before her was to be a steamy one would be a understatement. Even more so given the fact that save for the official, whom would only even come close when signs of a match end were about, the two were to be alone.

She simply hoped the woman who'd agreed to such a curious match-up had the body to go the distance. Not that she'd ever complain. A beach ragdoll had its uses.

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Raising her hand to ruffle the gold on her now old attire, Amelie only adorned this now 'obsolete' attire out of fear almost of what would happen to her new one in the fight to come. She couldn't imagine a woman who'd agreed to a submission match, knowing Amelie's scale, wouldn't have the strength or ability to push her. Attire included.

"Mmm..." Her eyes slowly raised from the gold tassles on the end of her one piece, Amelie laid eyes to a closing figure in the distance; one whom could only surely be the one she was about to squeeze and smother silly.

Darkness was walking along the beach, already in her bikini that barely even covered her private parts. While her feet were stroking the hot sand as she walked, the crusader was thinking about the match and her opponent. The manager told her that her opponent would be someone named Amelie Roux, which sounded very French. The manager told her that the opponent was big and strong and she would have to wrestle her until one admits defeat, no pins or other nonsense like that. This meant that the match would not end until Darkness said so which was everything that Darkness could ask for.

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(without the sword)

After maybe a minute of walking on the sand, she noticed a rather empty part of the beach and a woman, who was likely her opponent stood there, waiting. As Lalatina drew closer, she began to realize just how big this woman was, maybe as big as the crusader herself, maybe even bigger in some parts of the body, especially the chest that could hardly be contained in that tight one-piece suit. Even from a distance, the bikini knight could clearly see that chest pushing its way to freedom.
Just before she closed the distance between the two, Darkness licked her lips thinking of all the ways how her opponent's body would have its way with Lalatina's. Greetings! I suppose you shall be my adversary for this beautiful day? Darkness would stop in front of her opponent and extend her hand, offering a handshake. You can call me ''Darkness'', by the way. The blonde would say with a rather friendly smile on her face.

Watching on, Amelie's face couldn't have grown into a bigger grin, given it quickly became apparent the figure she'd be tangling with today would yet again be one of comparable scale to her own. For a woman that was perhaps among the top percentage of largest heavyweights, she sure was lucky in the finding suitable opponents department.

"My my..." Her purr continuing without end as the figure deemed Darkness closed in, Amelie's eyes rolled up every inch of the blondes frame, bit by bit, breathing slowly as she took the scale of the beauty in. Although for perhaps the first time she had oogled a beauty before her, she found herself distracted and torn away. For reasons somewhat obvious.

"Darkness? How curious...I do hope that's not your birth name..." Her small joke followed by the largest of single steps forward, which brought the two top heavy women within breathing distance of one another.

Darkness rushed to greet her today's opponent with her best intentions. Haha, maybe it is, maybe it isn't, who knows? Darkness teased a little while offering a handshake. Amelie seemed like she had no intention of accepting it and instead stepped in closer so that their nipples were pretty much brushing against each other. Darkness felt such disrespect from her opponent and that disrespect was already turning Lalatina on.

So uhm... When do we start this session? Darkness was unsure of how to start this, clearly, she wouldn't be the first one to attack. Good thing that the ref stepped in, separated the women back by maybe a step and then proceeded to explain the rules and how to win. Darkness was happy to hear that the decision whether she lost or not was entirely up to her to make.

After the ref was done explaining stuff, she clapped her hands and backed away while yelling out ''Begin!''
That was probably the signal to start, but Darkness wasn't here to hurt her opponent, but rather the other way around, so she would only stand there, confused despite that the match had already started.

Before Amelie was given chance to further verbally tease the beauty, the official separating those stacked figures and then laying down the rules for the upcoming encounter would serve as the signal for Amelie to officially start. Best skip the foreplay, she figured.

Stepping forward the moment the begin was roared, Amelie's body press upon the figure known as Darkness' own would be much like that seconds earlier, only this time, Amelie was practically forcing herself into Darkness' space. Heavy breasts not just tickling one another, but outright grinding one another, tummies and hips alike would clash, as Amelie's hands lazily hung to their side. Whilst slowly but surely, coming around the hips of her foe, to taste those curves with her curious fingers.

"Well...?" She'd grin, curious as to why the giant didn't resist, although not so much complaining. "Have you anything for me...my sweet?"

The ref shouted a single word, signaling for the women to start their match, yet Darkness just stood there, looking at her opponent. Darkness snapped out of it only when she felt her opponent's body not only bump into her but rather press against her with all of its greatness. Ohh, huh? I'm afraid that what you see is what you get. Darkness replied as her cheeks reddened a little not from what she felt right now, but from what was going on in her head - She imagined that she would not only be abused physically but sexually, too.

She felt her opponent seemingly start with that part right away as Amelie's hands traveled from the crusader's waist down towards the hips. The French woman questioned Lalatina about her lack of offense and the knight did not have an answer for that - she hated being on the offense. Wait, maybe that was the answer?

Suddenly, Darkness would grab onto each of Amelie's arms, but to her opponent's surprise, not to pry them off, but to drag them to the right place - forcefully placing each of Amelie's hands right onto each of the buttcheeks. I hate being on the offense... That would come out in quite a sultry voice as she would look her opponent directly in the eyes.

"Oh...well fine by me..."

Neither particularly minding whether she was against the submissive sort nor the dominant, although it was more often than not they'd be made into the former against their will, Amelie's hands dug in deep on that curvy rear, both to fondle the flesh on offer and to give Darkness quite the firm pull against her. Chest grind turned into something of a full on breast press, Amelie made sure to arch her top half just a tad more forward, to ensure that it would be her bust taking charge if by even a little. Her eyes never leaving the pair before her, Amelie didn't need to look low to see what was happening. Already, that surprisingly sharp midriff she possessed was tickling against Darkness' own, in a way that made her positively growl.

But uninterested in the simple act of hugging Darkness, even if it was by her curvy rear, with a sudden arch back coinciding with a pull, Amelie's foe would find her feet off the sand. With Amelie's hands briefly lowering around those thighs, the French beauty was more than suggesting to her foe for her to wrap her curvy legs over the top of her own, and balance some of her figure. Her hands going back to that rear regardless soon after, Amelie showed no issue with it if Darkness so chose to sandbag her however. She wasn't going anywhere, regardless of how much help in holding her up she gave!

The ''match'' was underway. Darkness felt Amelie's inhumane breasts press harder and harder against the crusader's own and began overpowering them.
A silent moan escaped Lalatina's mouth as she embraced her opponent's sexual harassment with their solid midriffs brushing against each other ever so slightly.

Suddenly, Amelie switched gears, moved the hands from the knight's ass and had them move to her thighs, and then lifted the honourable knight off her feet. Ooohh. Instinctively, Darkness wrapped her legs around her opponent's frame to keep herself from falling. You are quite strong, but what now? It may have sounded as if Darkness implied that Amelie had no plan or something, but in reality - it was her anticipation for the next move.

However, I am pretty strong myself! Darkness would declare while wrapping her arms tightly around the upper back of Amelie and squeeze her even more tightly. Their breasts would be mashing ever so harder. Despite her breasts being kinda smaller, Darkness pushed them in deeper into Amelie's regardless like some kind of a suicidal attack with no fear of pain or whatever would come out of it. In fact, she wanted it to be painful, that's why she took matters into her own hands.

The effort of hoisting up Darkness off her feet may have been a monstrous one for anyone else, but given her greater size, and rather monstrous if rarely used strength, Amelie did so without even a bead of sweat forming. Though eventually, had their bodies kept rubbing in such a pleasurable fashion, sweat wouldn't be the only thing pouring.

"Oh?" She'd coo, countered somewhat with a tight squeeze around the shoulders from her hefty foe, with Darkness' arms squeezing Amelie's shoulder blades and forcing those heavy breasts of hers into the blondes large, firm pair.

"What will I do now? Well..isn't it obvious, my sweet?" A lick of her lips nearly forcing her tongue to tickle across the blondes own, Amelie began to prep for a sudden fall forward. Doing so first by dropping to her knees, given she wanted to firmly press her foe into the sand but not outright splash her nor crush her, Amelie's frame would fall atop her foes soon after leaning forward. The small drop comparable to what could have been a standing spinebuster of sorts still a little painful, Amelie made sure to try and soothe any ache that would form, by sliding her bust upwards tightly across Darkness' chest.

"How's that...?"

Darkness was literally hanging in there, hugged around her opponent and having their breasts fight for non-existing space.
Enlighten me. Replied the blonde crusader to her opponent, who has apparently decided her next move.

Darkness saw a few possibilities and the most likely one seemed to have her smashed into the sand. It was that, but slightly different - Amelie did it with care, dropping to her knees and then falling down onto the bodacious knight. Oh. That was as strong a moan Amelie would get from this drop. Mmmh. Another sound escaped Lalatina's mouth as Amelie slid her bust over her generous pair. Naturally, the rest of the body followed suit. The two frames were gently introduced to each other as they came into hot contact.

Amelie wanted to know the blonde's opinion about the move, but the latter wasn't all that impressed. Honestly, I was hoping for more impact... Darkness gave an answer. Darkness wasn't sure if Amelie was expecting a compliment and if that's the case, then the busty Frenchie might be slightly disappointed.

Darkness would let her legs drop down and brush slowly against Amelie's. She would also have her hands gently move all over the Frenchwoman's back.
What's next? Will you take the lead, or shall I take the initiative?