Moira Pandela vs Heather Sunderland

[TiefBlau]

Heather snickered as she was able to lock her legs around Moira's head again, totally expecting to take the girl for a spin and take her down from there. She had it in her head that while Moira had the size and strength advantage, Heather had the advantage of the match type and her experience in these kinds of situations.

She'd like to keep that in her mind, but as she went to spin and pull Moira, she instead felt those arms lock around her body in t hat rough-gutwrench posture. Her grip completely halted all of Heather's momentum, leaving her completely helpless in the girl's arms. Her heart sunk with how stunned she was at that position, shaking her head a bit.

"W-wait!! Let go let go!!"

[Devilish53]

Moira was somewhat lucky; had she latched on a moment later, she would have found herself pulling on Heather past the point of stopping her, likely bringing her into the tilt-a-whirl even harder than her opponent intended. But whilst she was lucky, the fact that Moira had little experience as to what to do next remained!

Jostling the smaller figure a moment, Moira's strength allowed her to keep Heather easily against her, albeit without a focus as to what to do with her. Thereby, she simply opted to respond simply. Dropping right down, and turning Heather's attempt at yanking her down into a simple side-walk slam!

[TiefBlau]

Heather squirmed and writhed in Moira's grasp, shaking her head a little as she was trying to somehow struggle her way out. Unfortunately for her, as much as Moira may not have known at first what to do next, her grip was firm enough to keep Heather trapped in her arms. Her attempts at slipping out of her grasp just weren't succeeding.

Finally though, Moira went into action, moving to do something with Heather in that grip. Her eyes widened as she felt them dropping down, Heather unable to do anything as her back slammed into the mat, crushed with that sidewalk slam. "Guhaah!!" She yelled out, her body jerking a bit from the impact before she lie there sprawled out on the mat.

[Devilish53]

Her response was simple, but to her luck atleast this time, simple and effective. Simply dropping down, letting some of her great weight land atop the side of Heather, Moira was more than happy to deliver a move unfitting for her character, as she opted to pain the girl now to wound her foe fun later. Fun, she found herself a little too breathless to attempt to start, as the effects of Heather's powerful scissors still left the heavyweight struggling!

"Mmmph...your a bit more fiesty...than I was expecting...I'll give you that..." Opting to fall flat aside her foe, laying aside Heather as if the two were lovers, Moira opted for another simple attack. Hooking her arms around Heather's head, she'd attempt something of a ground headlock; pulling the violet haired figure back as to somewhat nuzzle her skull against her cheek and chin, whilst being allowed time to breath. Such moves didn't bring even the semblance of pleasure to Moira's lips, but any attempt right now to slow Heather down was being gladly accepted by the heavyweight!

[TiefBlau]

Heather's chest rose and fell dramatically as she took in and out deep and heavy breaths while lying on her back. This was definitely quite a difficult task for Heather, attempting to take this much larger girl down. Moira was proving to be a more than worthy first opponent for Heather. She was beginning to become quite worried and doubting her own capability of defeating her. She shook those thoughts out of her head as fast as she could though, biting her lip and refusing to allow it.

"A-ahaa--and I'll admit..I honestly thought you were just..gonna be some big softy." She said, sticking her tongue out a bit before she was pulled into that headlock position. She groaned out a little at the spot she was in, feeling the pressure of her large arms on her head, quite the uncomfortable spot for Heather. She clenched her fists hard, wanting to get out of this as soon as possible. She didn't have the best of strength in her punches or her upperbody for that matter, but she was attempting it now anyways. She tried to throw a fist over and over into Moira's side, desperately just wanting to get some full space to soothe how bad her head was spinning.

[Devilish53]

"You're not wrong..." Words met with a cute giggle from the usually soft and tender Moira Pandela, as quite frankly she would have gone a hundred times easier on the spry middleweight, if only she stopped knocking her down at every turn!

Once more using a move with far from maximum effort nor power put into it, the nigh constantly restrained giant found a hearty fist to her side for her efforts. With knuckle connecting upon soft bouncy flesh, Moira couldn't help but gasp, wheezing a hearty breath past Heather's hair and ear, likely tickling the smaller violet. Her grip would weaken from the strike, but Moira had learnt already simply abandoning her strategy at the first sign of resistance from Heather would likely lead to a few more gallons of air being choked out her herself!

Releasing but one meaty arm from the embrace around Heather's neck, Moira would attempt to force her and her foe both up into a seated position, bringing the smaller figure upon her lap if all went well. Bringing her no-longer pushing arm back into the mix, Moira would attempt to transition her light headlock into a somewhat firmer sleeper attempt; soft chubby arms like blankets around the smaller figures head and neck, as again Moira tried to press some of the life from her foe!

"Settle...Down...So we can...Play!"

[TiefBlau]

Heather took in a deep breath as she was able to make her break that headlock. She grit her teeth as her body squirmed and tried to go into action, attempting to slip away from the girl. Unfortunately for her, she was quite caught in her grasp at the moment, her struggles easing her out just a bit--but she was pulled back in when she was pulled into that seated position with her.

Her face was burning quite the deep red as she found herself seated in Moira's lap, their size difference becoming even more clear in this position as she felt her lock her in that sleeper hold. Heather gasped out a little, her heart sinking at the position that she had been caught in, part of her not really knowing how she could get out of this.

She twist and turned in Moira's grasp, her struggles slowly starting to weaken as she desperately pried at her arms. Her words made her blush even more, a clear gulp appearing in Heather's throat as Moira could feel her prying and pulling getting weaker and weaker, little whimpers coming from Heather's mouth.

[Devilish53]

Even with restraint, so long as it was the right hold applied, a woman of Moira's size could press the wind from the likes of Heather with enough time. Reducing the violet to something of a jostling, seemingly close-to-slumbering mess, the fun Moira had spoke of nigh all match was finally seemingly upon her. More than aware of Heather's sudden ability to slip free of her clumsy grip, and somewhat believing the smaller figure was playing possum as her jostles lessened, Moira would keep one arm firm around the collarbone and neck of her foe whilst the other released.

Bringing said hand further down, extending the hand to Heather's small, supple hip, the giant would attempt to pivot her foe atop her perch on her lap. Given the positioning of the two, what with the height of Moira and the fact the figure was sat upon her lap, all Moira had to do was rotate Heather for what she had in mind.

Her plans quickly becoming obvious, as a single small rotation of Heather's head would force the violet's cheek right into her giant bosom. If Moira had her way, she'd fully turn her lighter foe into them!

"Mine..."

[TiefBlau]

Heather's legs slid around on the mat a little, her desperately trying to keep herself as she was gradually pivoted and turned around on her lap. Her eyes widened as her cheek smooshed against her huge chest--before realizing the girl wasn't about to stop there. She helplessly pulled and tugged at her arms, trying to find some way to prevent what was happening, but it was clear that Moira wasn't about to let up on her plan.

She soon found herself completely turned around, her legs spread on her lap on either side of the girl, face just completely buried and lost in her giant chest, her vision and her features completely engulfed by those soft breasts.

"M-mhhp!! Mmmpmh!!" She let out loud muffled whimpers and yells into her chest, her body squirming and writhing more and more atop her lap, Heather bringing her hands up and pushing at her chest to try and get some breathing room!

[Devilish53]

Moira's lack of strength in pulling Heather's face tightly into her bosom wasn't out of cockiness, nor was it out of taking the girl lightly. Moira's bust was simply massive, and rarely did she have to press a figure of her own size in with any force in order to block their breathing. Let alone one so much smaller as Heather's!

Her smother nonchalant more than serious, Heather would be repeatedly allowed to push her head free of the grip of her bigger foe; gasping air without restriction, before Moira simply pulled her in again. Heather wasn't in any danger of passing out from such a casual smother, but Moira certainly wasn't intending to let her go easily. Not without first having her fill that is! Hand caressing the immensely long locks of the violet beauty, as if there was nothing to the act of pushing her face into her thick breasts at all!