Yuna Matou vs. Moira Pandela

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Yuna was intent as ever at smothering Moira out, using her ample bosom as a weapon as she pressed it right up against her face in the hopes of cutting off her airways. But even if she was trying to win, she still found the proceedings entertaining. She chuckled to herself as she weighed herself down on top of her foe, especially as the younger woman's legs began to kick up from the ground to pound at the mat. "Oh, my...you're really getting worked up about this, aren't you?" Yuna teased, the words coming off her lips in a mockingly sweet tone. She casually reclined on top of her foe as she waited for the strength to drain from her, humming to herself.

Moira pushed up on her, trying to jostle her, but Yuna stayed firm. If anything, her opponent's resistance only caused her to snicker to herself - with her strength draining from her, along with Yuna's impressive size, it was going to take more effort to get her off of her! But she still thought she'd change things up, if Moira wasn't going down without a fight. The former apartment wrestler saw fit to rub things in - rather literally, as she shook herself from where she was perched on top of Moira to further batter her face between her breasts!

[Devilish53]

Moira's enjoyment was sky high, but her lungs were near enough the opposite. She could barely run more than a hundred metres without being utterly out of breath, but encounters like this, being her forte and all, rarely left her struggling. At least, up until now.

Unable to see the light at the end of the tunnel, Moira's attempts to escape were becoming all the more weaker. Her legs still kicked, with depleting motion, and her hands pawed at whatever they could above. Even the referee herself was left with something of an amiss look to her face, given that a giant who so much enjoyed smothering her foes beyond all belief was now very much in risk of being victim to such herself!

The hands of Moira merely grasping where they could as they stopped moving soon enough, to instead try and pull at nip at whatever she had latched on to!

[CaptainL]

Yuna stayed where she was, laying atop of Moira as she looked down at her with a smirk. Her usual playful, teasing demeanor never wavered through all of this, as she let her head sway from side to side, her brown hair following its motions as it trailed behind. She hummed to herself, savoring in these moments as she felt Moira's stamina dwindle more and more under her. At this point, Yuna was sure, all she needed to do was to lay there and wait. She figured her size would do the work for her.

She felt it as Moira grabbed idly at her, but weathered it all the same, knowing that her fellow heavyweight wasn't going to do much that could disrupt her position atop her. The thought that Moira felt she could resist was, if anything, rather charming; she had to meet that prospect with a chuckle. However, in Yuna's merriment, she wasn't watching her foe all that closely, and Moira would soon find, in her aimless grabbing, that by some miracle of good fortune she had managed to get her fingers latched onto Yuna's white leotard. She now had the leverage to offset her opponent's position, and neither the referee nor Yuna herself had noticed!

[Devilish53]

Moira could barely comprehend how warm it was in that bosom; had she suddenly been released now, the audience and referee alike would be treated to the sight of Moira with a complete glean of sweat across her brow. Though such didn't seem likely to occur, as defeat neared the heavyweight amidst that bosom. With only her hands clutching at what felt to be straws, Moira was damned near close to calling it a day and actually tapping, praying that the referee was within view of her motioning hands.

That was before of course, that she registered that in amidst her efforts at prying free, she'd grabbed a great deal of Yuna's fabric!

Her legs pushing to the canvas with one last show of strength before possibly passing out, as she pulled at said outfit alongside the motion. In an effort to practically roll over, and get atop of Yuna whilst pressing her into the canvas!

[CaptainL]

The referee had gotten into place, watching Moira for any signs that her strength had failed her. Yuna merely maintained the position, her legs now kicking idly in the air as she waited for her weakened opponent to at last give up the ghost. She figured it would only be a matter of time, with how little Moira was doing to resist. Though, she had to admit, a part of her was impressed that Moira hadn't fainted by now! Clearly this woman was made of stronger stuff. But that wouldn't keep her lungs from, inevitably, giving out at some point.

But there was one thing that neither Yuna, nor the ref, had noticed until it was too late. Moira had, by a stroke of luck, gotten a hold onto Yuna's attire, and this gave her the leverage she needed to free herself! As she felt the tug to the side, Yuna gasped, not expecting a comeback like this. She rolled to the side, landing on her back with a resounding thump as her weight fell against the canvas, and freeing Moira! At the same time, Moira would ride on the motion herself, and now the positions were reversed, as it was Moira's time to lay atop the former apartment wrestler.

"Oh...you're thinking quickly, I see!" Yuna said. She had to give her opponent credit for that; she hadn't seen it coming!

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Moira had pulled Yuna underneath her, whilst in amidst the motion getting most of her head free from that bosom, but she was far from being in a dominant spot!

"You..you've got a pretty good smother...though I imagine you don't need tellin'.." She'd groan out, with her hands trying rather meakly to press down on Yuna's shoulders, not to pin but to keep her arms from getting a grasp on her easily. All the while Moira's breaths were as laboured as they could be, with the brunette needing to use all the strength in the world to refrain from damn near slumping against her fleshy mattress, in search of a chance to rest!

[CaptainL]

Yuna lounged on the mat underneath Moira, as her fellow heavyweight tried to balance herself atop her. She heard Moira's praise for her, and, while it was of course nothing new, Yuna couldn't help but smile to that. She took pride in her ability to choke the life out of her opponents with her size alone, and she was always happy to be recognized for it. "Oh, no, I certainly don't. But it's the thought that counts," she said with a grin.

Despite the fact that Moira was tired, seemingly primed for her opponent to take the advantage, Yuna wasn't going for it. She could see that Moira, from how weak and weary she was, could use the rest - and so far, she had proven to be an opponent well worthy of Yuna's time. Even if she could end the match here, she was willing to let Moira rest and recover if it meant seeing what else she could do in the ring! At the same time, it would allow Yuna to catch her breath as well and to prepare herself for the next round - not, of course, that she hadn't already been using minimal effort already.

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Somewhat aware of the fact that Yuna was giving her time to rest, though at the same time baring down with quite a bit of power to make sure Yuna's arms wouldn't suddenly rise, Moira shot her heavy foe a grin. As if to say 'You shouldn't of done that,' Moira wiggled her nose cutely on Yuna's own, before opting for quite the big if curious switch of posture.

Her frame rotating as best it could in a sudden show of speed, as Moira looked to be across her foe rather than directly ontop of her. Right before shuffling her curves upright, as to get her tummy and bust alike close to Yuna's face, whilst her arms and legs sought to grip an arm each for something of a crucifix hold!

[CaptainL]

For all the opportunity Yuna had to end the match then and there, it seemed that she was either so confident in her abilities, or else she was so curious about what Moira was going to do in response, that she was willing to give her a second chance to show what she could do. Perhaps it was even a bit of both! But regardless of the mater, Yuna would soon see that Moira was certainly willing to make a comeback. Seeing the confidence in her, Yuna began to grow tense, and it was then she realized, perhaps a bit too late, that she had underestimated just what Moira had in store her her.

Rolling herself over to drape herself across Yuna, Moira corrected her position, proceeding to grasp at Yuna's arms and pull them in either direction as she lay across her face! Yuna gasped as the traction pulling her limbs apart, and she began to struggle underneath her opponent's weight, doing her best to pull free or to counterbalance her weight. However, with Moira laying across her face, Yuna couldn't express much that wasn't muffled into the fellow heavyweight's considerable curves!

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The position Moira had now was very much a pin, but yet again, Yuna's shoulder would be free to raise every few moments to ensure the end wasn't brought upon her. Moira after all sought a restraint, not a victory, as she pulled her arms one way whilst yanking her legs the other, to straight Yuna's limbs out and keep them from fighting back!

The unusual predicament putting quite the curious look to Moira's face, as she leaned her bust and tummy a little more on Yuna! The threat of pinfall rising if briefly thanks to the efforts, as Moira's weight pressed down on Yuna's head and shoulders directly, before Moira added a little motion to her move! Rolling her body gently back and forth, both to act as a rolling pin over Yuna's top half to deplete her of air, and to pull her foes shoulders up!

Repeating said motion over and over again, to try and make Yuna reach new levels of exhaustion!