Whole Lotta Mina: Melody White vs Dr. Mina Takemi - The Motherweight

[RiotGrrl]

BEEP!

The noise from the phone caught the attention of Melody. She was lay on her bed in her room with an expression that told a thousand stories. The last month around LAW had been a disaster! As much as the images in her mind caused her a deep sense of shame, there was a small element of enjoyment. It was verging on Masochistic, not that the rocker would ever admit it! Melody had been in a no DQ match against Madeline and it had gone from bad to worse that night. Not only had the prissy rich bitch beaten Melody for a three count, but the manner of her defeat still stung.

Madeline's heavy henchmen had gotten involved, squashed and tortured the rockstar with a variety of holds, all legal of course given the match stipulation. They forced her to pleasure them orally, in front of the crowd and broken the rockers willpower which left her wide open for the machinations of the rich girl. The henchmen pinned her down in the middle of the ring and it allowed Madeline the perfect moment to bury Melody deep between her thighs so that the squashed rocker was trapped in a humiliating front facesit! It felt like forever, Madeline taking every opportunity to smother her victim and use her as she saw fit.

Melody had become quite depressed about it all. She won matches, she lost matches, but never had she been so easily disposed of in the ring. As much as Melody hated to admit it, the way in which Madeline squashed her was a weakness. There was a risk that this would become common knowledge in LAW and every match from that moment would leave Melody in the same situation. The thought made Melody shudder!

She picked up the phone and scrolled. Her expression changed from depressed to surprised, perhaps even confused. It was a message from a number she didnt know, but the words were the important part.

"Mel, you don't know me but I have seen what happened. I can help. Go to this address around 1pm today."

Cryptic.

The rocker didnt know what to make of it. Who was the sender? Was this some game? What if she went and the whole of the locker room were there, eager to punish their new little smother toy?

Questions and debate.

She placed the phone down and thought...

... Melody walked toward the gym at one of the LAW centres. It was eerie as if no one was around. She pushed though the doors and entered. Melody was wearing her usual rocker gear. Flame red hair, big black biker boots, fishnet tights, a short plaid skirt that barely covered her modesty, and a bra top that seemed to stretch and struggle at the limits of the fabric. Melody wasnt blessed with the biggest breasts but she made enough of what she had. At 5'2" and 110lbs she was never going to be challenging the heavyweights, but her heart and spirit wouldn't stop her wanting to.

The gym was as empty as outside, the overhead lights flickered, the weights and equipment lay unused. To the far end was a standard size training ring, all set up ready. Had this been a horror movie, it would be the moment where she was confronted by the monster and would have to fight to escape. Melodies imagination ran riot at times. She could dream up any scenario. It was what made her such a good musician, and such a good wrestler. She could adapt, she could be creative. So why was all this coming to an end with every girl who sat on her face?

What was the issue?

Melody had no answers. She looked around the gym and decided she may as well wait. Even if this was to be a joke and she was faced with the LAW locker room, she would do her best to kick ass and come out swinging. The rocker sauntered over to the ring and slid in under the bottom ropes. She got to her feet and practiced some moves. Running the ropes, taking bumps. It was almost like she needed to convince herself that she could wrestle.

The canvas banged and bounced as she moved about. It didnt take long before she worked up a light sheen of sweat. Still no one had arrived to "help" her with the predicament she faced. As Melody leaned against the ropes she figured this was some kind of joke, but worse than a squash it was a no show. She decided to call out just in case anyone was around, perhaps watching her.

In usual Melody fashion she ran across the ring and climbed the turnbuckle, just as she would at her entrance.

"Whoever is here better show up and get ROCKED! I am going to leave you begging for an encore!"

Silence.

Melody waited. This would be the moment. A no show, a full show. Help or Hinderance. Heaven or Hell.

[SuckerPunch]

An abandoned gym in the middle of the night might have felt a bit histrionic, but for Mina Takemi it was the perfect staging ground. She'd needed an arena that would be authentic for visualization, but private enough for the night's plans.

*Clap!* *Clap!* *Clap!*

The sound of steady applause filled the otherwise hollow establishment. With little more than a training ring and some gym equipment, the cold steel and concrete structure had great acoustics. The sound originated from the far wall beneath one of the flickering lights. Mina had arrived fifteen prior to Melody, after all, there was set up to do. She pressed palms to her knees and brought herself to a stand as she appraised the woman in the ring.

"Ms. White. Good of you to come." Her tone was somewhere between ravenous beast and nurturing mother. "I enjoyed your small..." She waved a hand as she continued her approach towards the ring. Heels clacked against the ring steps as she fought to find the appropriate word. "Exhibition." That would do.

Mina

Mina was tall for a woman, '5'11". She dwarfed the smaller girl. She had at least fifty pounds on her as well. Her evening gown of green accentuated the curves of her voluptuous body. Every bit of that weight went to tantalizingly delicious good use. Her hips were wide and the cloth of her dress couldn't contain the curve of her ass. The deep V-cut of the upper half of her dress didn't even try to hide the swell of her breasts. She was femininity personified and turned predatory. A femme fatale aged to perfection.

"As I said in my invitation. I can help you." She said simply as she stepped over the ropes. The top rope slid unsubtly between her thighs, making it the envy of the wrestling world. "I've been watching you-" She paused as she took a moment to consume the young woman with her eyes. The slightness of her attire made the girl a buffet for the eyes. She finished on her bare thighs. She licked her lips and ended her sentance. "-struggle."

[RiotGrrl]

Melody heard the sound of applause and her head whipped in the direction of the noise. She hadnt expected anyone to show up, let alone what she was confronted with. The rockstar's mouth dropped open and she gave an exhalation. To say that Mina was beautiful was an understatement. The God's themselves wept when they created her. Mina was simply on their level, a Goddess!

As Melody stared the speech from Mina drifted over her. She understood the words and she knew what was being said, but her eyes were full of those curves. As Mina approached, Melody put some distance between them. She had taken on bigger girls before and she was always on the end of a loss, especially with her recent run of luck.

"You.. enjoyed my exhibition? You mean me training... I guess?"

The diminutive rocker swayed on her hips, side to side as she often did. She was filled with desire and caution.

"The message, you sent it? Why would you want to help me?"

Melody had not been jumped so far and Mina hadn't rushed her or showed any evil intentions which let the rocker find that spark of sass. She approached Mina and the size difference was overbearing. She looked up as she stood practically toe to toe with the Goddess. In truth she was close to a face full of Mina's deep vast cleavage.

Already Melody was giving herself away. She could imagine Mina as a dominant heel who would end Melodies challenge with a full body pinfall and burying her between that valley.

It was the same weakness and dreamy defeat she had with Harley Jackson, another lightweight wrestler in LAW who she had a crazy crush on. It didn't matter the match or the stakes, titles, whatever. If Melody wrestled Harley, she was instantly submissive, added to which Harley knew this and would routinely tease her with smothers. Now that extended to nearly everyone she faced.

In the daydream Melody smiled a moment and mouthed a few words with her voice gave sound to.

"No way would you get any air between....ACK *Cough*

She caught herself and changed her tone.

"Anyway, what do you mean struggle? I kick ass her, ask around missy. A ton of girls have been flat under me for the count, that's if I let them even get to the end, I mean lets face it... haha facesit.. thats funny. Right. Anyhow.. I... "

She flushed and folded her arms across her chest feeling very vulnerable at the arrival of Mina.

[SuckerPunch]

"Shhhh... Try listening for a moment." A hand grazed the rocker's cheek. Her fingertips tickling her skin as they slid from chin, to ear, to the back of her head. She was confident that the smaller girl wouldn't be so easily pacified. She was eager that she was ready to argue. And the moment she did, Mina's fingers would close on the back of her head and force her forward.

She forced the girl between the deep cut of her dress. There was nothing their but bare, soft, pillowy flesh. It'd warm her cheeks like an oven and fill her lungs with the scent of her perfume. A seductive and mature spring musk. "There. Now you can relax. No kissing." She added at the end with a private smirk. "Not until I give you permission."

It seemed cruel perhaps... But it was all to make a point. To show Ms. White what a good little submissive she was when another woman took her breath away. Mina's other hand even crept around her waist to sink fingers into the girls ass. She filled her palm, violating all of Melody's personal space. An action that the woman surely would have protested, if she wasn't so enraptured in being smothered.

"You eat ass around here, love." She spoke plainly, the fingers that held the back of her head now played with her hair possessively. "You have talent. But you use it to find yourself under another woman. You're not the first girl I've met with that problem." She recalled another. A belgian woman whom she'd wrestled in her own apartment. Who couldn't resist being smothered. Who paid the price in eating pussy.

She would hold the girl there until she felt her breathing grow desperate. "Tell me Ms. White." She paused. "Do you always plan to be a bottom? Or, do you hope to see the world from on top someday?" She'd pull her free so that she could answer, red-faced and gasping.

[RiotGrrl]

If this was a game of Poker, Melody would have been bankrupt ages ago. She couldnt hide her feelings toward Mina no matter how she tried. The tough rocker act was just that, an act. This was the pinnacle of submission. She had been beaten, humiliated but even the sight of Mina meant Melody was putty in the doctors hands.

The touch was delightfully gentle, teasing, exquisite and it even drew a slight but soft purr from Melody. She forgot her attitude and persona for a moment, closing her eyes as she nuzzled against the wrist of Mina.

However before she knew it, Melody had all air, light and senses cut off. Her face was completely enveloped in the deep valley of Mina's chest. The words drifted through the panic. Melody felt a wave of self preservation rush to the surface, she blindly pawed at Mina's waist, hands sliding with urgency up and down. Just as Mina went on to pull Melody close, kneading her rear end like dough, Melody couldnt help but mirror the actions. Her hands felt the wide thickness of those buttocks and at once she felt the excitement rush around her body.

If this was what Mina could do being nice without breaking a sweat, in the midst of a match, she could practically bury the rocker with the ease and grace of the Goddess she was.

The initial analysis of Melodies problem hit home. She now felt the sting of humiliation and started to panic with more desperation . Hands slapped, she pulled, strained but she couldnt escape the soft almost nurturing cleavage of the doctor.

When she felt that she may pass out, the rush of cooler air flowed over her red sweaty face. By now her hair had become bedraggled, she looked as if she had gone a full twelve rounds. As she coughed and gasped, she looked up at the powerful woman.

"Uggnn... you... I am not a bottom *cough* I just cant help it when...."

The rocker couldnt bring herself to admit the plainly obvious, even at this early stage. She came to her senses and tried to push away from Mina. How successful depended on if Mina let her. The doctor was in full control but Melody still hadnt confronted her issue.

"Le... Let go and I will show you the view from the bottom, you think those... cow udders can beat me?"

A stupid comment. Melody was outmatched in size, weight and absolutely outmatched in psychology.

"Did you come here to fight or are you scared?"

Melody was degenerating into a bratty teenager, laughably pathetic. Her petulance may be her undoing but Mina would have to work for it to break and build up the rocker.

[SuckerPunch]

For all of Melody's defiance, she earned a chuckle. A soft, bubbly laugh that was both amused and condescending. "Pride cometh before the asphyxiation, young lady." She mused as she allowed Melody to push off of her.

Melody had bought her space with her clever unintentional humor. "Cow udders. How crass. I wonder... When you're exhausted and broken... Will you try to nurse, like a babe?" She lofted her brows, the smile still hadn't fallen from her lips. It was confident. Seductive.

"I already told you Ms. White, I've come to help you." She pressed her back against the corner, resting. "But it seems like I'm going to need to soften you up a bit before you're willing to be open with me." She stroked her own chin in thought.

"Tell me. What would excite you the most?" She spread her arms.

She placed one across her collar bone. "Suffocating on my breasts?"

The other hand slid to just beneath her navel. "Choking on my taste?"

Both hands drew upwards, pulling her dress from her body in a flourishing spin. Her gown and cloak fluttered outside of the ropes and left her in a skimpy green bikini. The back of which left her butt entirely exposed save for the tiny green string that was invisible between the plump flesh.

She turned her hips towards Melody, thrusting out the ass that she had just gotten a handful of it. "Or would you prefer to submissively eat my ass before tapping out?"

Mina-Bikini

[RiotGrrl]

The rocker felt beaten at every turn. It didnt matter if it was physical, mental or verbal. Mina had her number and could swat her away like an annoying bug. As they continued to spar, Melody grew a little annoyed. She didnt need to be reminded how she had become a smother toy, not least because she nearly was taken out to slumber by Mina's soft round globes.

"I am not going to be exhausted so.... there!"

Ever the childish response in Mina who was clearly the dominant adult in this exchange.

"You can try to soften me up but.... AGGHH stop saying that stuff!"

She stamped her boot on the canvas, and now shook with anger. Watching as Mina showed all the ways she could cause Melodies downfall did nothing for the rocker.

"I am not excited by your breasts and dont you dare sit on my face! I dont want that fat ass anywhere near me and I am not even going to think about your cooch suffocating me.... with your thighs slid either side of my cheeks and being forced to look up at you. I mean, I wouldnt be able to escape and you could leave me at your mercy with the weight and...."

"AGHHH FUCK!"

A loud and coarse outburst! Melody felt ashamed at her language and paused. She flushed red and didnt know what to say next. She resorted to what she had come to do in any LAW ring. Fight.

"So help, how? You going to wrestle me or just talk? The only softening will be your body when I beat you down and.... and..."

She raised her hands with intent. Melody had run out of words but grumbled at her Goddess like rival.

"Just fight, come on. Pick your match and rules and lets do this!"

[SuckerPunch]

Mina watched Melody with an amused matronly smirk. The girl did all of the talking for her. It was clear she was flustered and defiant. But it was also clear that she was excited.

Melody's prediction of what might happen to her created an echo of that excitement in Mina. It caused her nipples to harden against the slight fabric of her bikini top and become undeniably visible to her opponent. What Melody proposed was exactly the sort of sensation Mina sought from most of her matches. And Melody made herself out to be the perfect little bottom. It caused a tension to swell up just below Mina's navel.

"Very well Ms. White." She conceded. "Let's wrestle. You may win in any way you please. Pinfall, submission. Whatever." She waved a hand. "And in return, I will have no choice but to admit that you were right. And I was wrong. You may take whatever you like from me." She bowed her head in theatrical shame.

"But I will win by submission. And every time I do, you will worship and service whatever part of my body I used to make you beg for mercy." She smiled and spread her arms wide. Not just to present the rules. But to present her body.

"Or would you rather skip straight to the worship? Like the good little bottom you are." Her last words were meant to inspire ever more fiery defiance in her would be foe. Mina wanted a fully stoked fire before she smothered it into submission!

To Melody this likely didn't seem therapeutic at all... It was more like bullying. And admittedly, it was a bit unorthodox, perverse, and self-indulgent. But then... The world the two women lived in was unorthodox, perverse, and self-indulgent... Wasn't it?

[RiotGrrl]

Melody was having a hard time with her bigger rival, not only was Mina deep within the rock-star's head, she also had a body that could break Melodies willpower in a second. The worst was, Mina knew this. The sensible thing to do would be to just turn and run, but Melody had an ego far bigger than her diminutive frame.

She couldn't back down from any fight, she wouldn't, even if it meant that she was going to lose. Melody wasn't stupid, she knew that Mina would probably crush her, but the allure was far too much. Even the early breast smother had sent the rockers head spinning with possibilities.

Every fatal flaw in her character was exposed.

As Mina spoke, her purr like voice ran through Melodies head. Seeing her rivals arms spread gave Mel an idea. It was basic and something she did all the time, but what was to follow was the real excitement for the rock-star.

Melody would thrust out a boot and look to kick Mina straight in the tummy. Cheap as it could be!

"You talk too much fortunately I know a good way to shut your mouth up for good!"

If Mina took the blow and bent forward, Melody would waste no time in wrapping her hand in the good doctor's soft hair and pulling her head forward. Melody was looking for a perfect landing of Mina's face with the rockers own breasts for a standing breast smother.

The position would hardly be a game changer, but Melody wanted to firstly show Mina that she would make good on her promise to smother the doctor out, and secondly, it gave Melody some breathing room, in every sense, that the doctor was hushed for a while.

Mina had gotten so far under the rockers skin that if she demanded obedience then Mel was in danger of simply laying down and letting Mina, "help" with her smother dilemma.

If Melody managed to nestle Mina's face into the smaller but soft valley of her breasts, then the rocker would happily start her own verbal assault.

"Yep, see, that's better. Now would you rather I pinned you or made you submit? You can nuzzle once for the pin and kiss them for the submission, because no offence but you are rather.... old to be doing all this, right?"

The cockiness knew no bounds. If Mina was sensitive or offended then Melody may have booked herself a ticket to squashville, at the very least, it was rude. This was Mel all over, especially when she felt she had the upper hand.

Felt. Not certain.

[SuckerPunch]

It would appear that Mina's desire to incite was effective. Melody sprung into action. Eagerly, she thrust her boot into Mina's belly. And in Melody's defense, Mina had been asking for it.

"OOF!" She couldn't help but cough as the air fled her lungs, evacuated by the sudden leather buried in her guts. It forced her to lurch forward reflexively. Her eyes closed tightly in pain. She felt her scalp burn as Melody took hold of her hair, but she could do little to stop her as her lungs rebooted.

A second later she was cheek deep in the girl's soft bosom. She smelled wonderful. Her warmth pervaded Dr. Takemi's face. Her soft skin pressed against her lips. It was everything that she'd gotten into the business for. "Mmmn." She made a muffled sound from between the rocker's tits. But... It didn't sound like she was struggling.

It was telling to the good doctor that the first thing the girl did was force intimate contact. It made her grin... Even within the smother. Melody had a lot to say. But her words were vapid. Meaningless. What she did with her body spoke at a much greater volume.

Following Melody's instructions, Mina parted her lips and pressed her tongue against the girls sensitive cleavage. She teased her chest from within her pillowy prison. Submission it was.

And a second later Mina's arms would wrap themselves about Melody's waist. Her hands would clasp at the small of tinier girl's back... And her biceps would flex powerfully as she pulled Melody off the canvas, and herself deeper into the smother!

Mina was much larger than her smother-obsessed opponent... And even for girls her size she was impossibly strong. Melody might feel as though her bones would be crushed to powder! All while Mina shamelessly made out with the smooth, soft skin of her chest. Nuzzling and kissing the curves of her breasts as she trapped the boisterous beauty in a self-smothering bearhug!

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