All for your own Good... [Drifter & Mary Bloom]

[thesteedman]

It had been a good night to be certain for the up and comer lightweight wrestler, but it had not come without cost. Another upset occurred tonight when Kay managed to defeat another heavyweight. A match against the odds, but one the Drifter was gaining a reputation for defying it seemed. The distant echoes of the cheering crowd still rang within her ears in fresh memory, but such encouraging thoughts did little to null the pain that wracked through her entire body. As fine as the victory had been, Kay was putting her body on the line more and more to create such upsets... that, and her lighter weight meant her bigger opposition was easily able to toss her around and crush her slender form with terrible ease.

Kay let out a sigh, leaning against the tiles as the high pressure shower beat down against her alluring form. Steam rose from the intense heat, as Kay hoped it would relax her muscles. Her back was on fire, her limbs heavy from all the strikes against the hard body of her opponent. She stood letting the water of the shower run over her body. Clad in little more than a strapless sports bra, and matching boyshorts, Kay leaned against the wall with her eyes closed. Every inch of movement caused some form of pain somewhere, and the lightweight wrestler knew it would take time to get over this match.

Kay was a strange one. Somewhat of a tomboy in nature, she preferred wearing casual clothes such as jeans and chequered shirts. She was very much unaware of her own beauty, having angelic facial features that swooned many, especially her girlfriend Clara. Her body was nothing short of a marvel, her form well shaped and fine tuned from years of hardship that became training for her. Her midriff was well toned, her breasts perfectly modest and beautifully curved. Her legs which spent most time covered up by trousers were to die for. Kay could easily have become a world class model if she wanted it. She barely wore any make up, and given how angelic she looked she did not even need it. Even in her current beaten state, Kay always looked like a fine specimen of a woman, looking all the more alluring in little more than a two piece bikini that left her fine form mostly exposed to the elements.

After what was probably near half a hour just standing in the steaming shower room, Kay would eventually carry her sore form from the hot waters. She winced as she dried herself, feeling her shoulders ache, and her back complain against her. Having short hair was wonders as it did not take Kay long to dry herself. A fine sheen still remained on her exposed skin when she entered the locker section of the backstage changing rooms. She wrapped the towel around her hips, leaving most of her alluring form exposed to the elements as she went to her locker to gather her things.

With the show coming to an end and her match being the Main Event for the night, the locker rooms were void of population. The other wrestlers had gone home by now, many of the fans had vacated the arena, and all was quiet. Or so Kay thought when she heard the approaching footsteps of someone else.

[Darius 2.0]

Katherine was not as alone in that locker room tonight as she thought. Someone other than her throngs of supporters had been watching her latest match. They had watched how the Drifter had overcome all odds and defeated her heavyweight opponent, but had taken a real licking herself in the process. Watching this lightweight tomboy give it her all to come out on top intrigued this person, but it also concerned them. Kay was so small and light; she shouldn't be pushing herself so hard just to win a match. As she watched the woman stumble her way backstage afterwards, this person decided right then and there to be be the one to look after Kay.

Of course, they had to wait until everyone had left the gym first. For......privacy reasons.

"Hello there," came the alluring voice from around the locker room door. Soon a figure would step into place; a blonde woman of mind boggling proportions. She stood at least six feet tall, maybe more, and her blonde hair ran all the way down to her lower back. She wore little more than lacy black underwear, which were barely containing the curves that made up her impressive body. Her massive breasts in particular seemed like they might pop out of her bra at any moment. Her legs went on for days and they looked thick and powerful. Her eyes were the color of emeralds, and they practically sparkled as she lay eyes on the Kay. Lastly, on the woman's beautiful face and pouty lips, she wore a motherly smile.

This was Mary Bloom, and she had come calling for the Drifter.

Attire

"So nice to meet you, Katherine," Mary greeted politely as she started to walk into the locker room. "My name is Mary. I watched your match tonight. You were incredible! I was really rooting for you. Congratulations." As Mary ran her eyes over the Drifter's barely clothed form a small quiver arose from within her, but she tried to push it down quickly before Kay could notice. The woman was a specimen indeed.

"But I saw that you were looking pretty worn out afterwards," Mary continued as she began to step closer and closer to the smaller woman. "I thought it would be a good idea for me to help you. Perhaps give you a little bit of a....massage?" Regardless of Kay's feelings on the matter, Mary would continue to approach the blunnete until she was towering over her, her sexy body on full display. "I promise to take good care of you...."

[thesteedman]

"Oh! Hello there to you too... Mary! You can call me Kay if it's easier... everyone else does." Kay spoke quickly after she had gasped out, clearly taken a little aback by the sudden appearance of the fellow wrestler. Given it was the end of the night, she was not expecting anyone else to really be entering the locker room such late on post card, yet here was Mary. What took her more aback was the appearance of the larger and robust lady. She wore less than Kay, her grand chest seemingly barely contained by a black lace bra, whilst matching bottoms only just covered what needed to be, leaving everything else open for all to see. She was a marvel of a woman, tall and broad, her eyes piercing and looking upon Kay. Mary did not have a gym back with her, and she had not entered earlier to Kay's knowledge, meaning she decided to walk into the locker room dressed as she was.

Kay took a sheepish step back as Mary approached her, getting way into her personal space. With Mary standing where she was, Kay no longer had access to her own locker where she had left her gear. She looked around a little nervously, managing a forced giggle as Mary began to introduce herself, before giving her compliments on tonight's results. She felt a little out of place in so little clothing, especially with Mary looming over her.
"Oh... yeah well. Thank you! It wasn't easy but I dug deep in the end. I was pretty lucky to come out on top honestly." Kay said modestly, managing a pleasant smile. She listened to Mary speak further, hearing that she had watched the match and saw how many bumps Kay had taken. Kay realised all at once she had been gripping her own aching shoulder as Mary was talking to her, but quickly lowered her arm as if nothing was wrong.

"T... that's a really kind offer Mary." Kay spoke out, feeling her back press against one of the cold lockers as Mary continued to loom over her, edging ever so closer. Whilst the concept of a massage was certainly benefitial, there was something wrong about the entire situation. She didn't like how mysteriously Mary had decided to just show up, especially given the manner of her attire... or lack thereof. There was something about her eyes too... the way she looked upon Kay.

"As good as it would be I'll have to pass sorry. I got to get back home. No doubt there will be other nights though if you want to help me another time? LAW keeps throwing me against bigger opponents and they just keep... throwing me around you know?" Kay added with a little laughter, looking to make light on the situation and try to play things neutral. She bit on her lower lip sharply, trying to suppress the actual discomfort her body was in, which did not exactly help her case.

"You don't mind if I just slip past to my locker do you?" Kay then added, trying to slide around Mary to get to her destination... hoping that that would be the end of the issue.

[Darius 2.0]

The areas around the locker rooms were indeed empty by the time Mary made her entrance, most of the staff and other wrestlers having gone home for the evening. Even if they hadn't, the blonde bombshell was hardly concerned of anyone laying eyes on her dressed down appearance. She loved her body, and everyone else should a chance to love it too. No, it wasn't for that reason she had waited for the building to empty. Anyone who didn't know Mary might wonder just what that reason was. Those that did know Mary.....probably knew it was best to just get out of her way. Unfortunately for Katherine, she did not know Mary.

"Oh, very nice to meet you then, Kay," Mary giggled, placing a hand over her mouth, her big boobs giggling from the action. As Mary continued walking forward, still wearing a smile of a maternal nature, she was keenly aware that the smaller woman had been backing away from her the entire time. Poor thing. She must be the shy sort. Well, that was okay; Mary was always willing to help those out who could not help themselves. She would just have to be assertive for the both of them!

It came to the point where Kay had nowhere left to back into, and soon sound herself stuck between the lockers and Mary. The big blonde would step in close to Kay, smiling down at the fighter, practically looming over her. Her big boobs, barely contained by her suggestive attire, would be mere inches from Kay's face. Not respecting Drifter's personal space, at all, Mary listened as the blunette made every excuse to avoid what Mary was offering: a relaxing massage. She was smiling politely through the entire explanation and for all intents looked like she might leave the smaller woman alone.

But when Drifter tried to slip past her, Mary's palm would suddenly slam against to lockers with a loud 'DON', blocking Kay from going any further.

The sound would echo through the locker room, a sure sign of just how hard Mary had hit the steel. It was also an indication of just how strong the amazon was. "Now, now," Mary chided like a mother disciplining a small child. "I'm afraid I must insist. You're simply too worn out to be going anywhere right now." Whether Kay tried to escape the other way or not, Mary would slam her other palm against the lockers with just as much force, trapping the fighter between her outstretched arms. Now that little Kay had nowhere to run, Mary's sweet smile would start to look a bit more menacing as she towered over the woman.

[thesteedman]

Kay was almost startled by the loud thud as Mary's hand slammed into the steel to prevent her from slipping past. The echo rang out throughout the locker room and even into the hallways beyond, revealing the strength of the strike. Kay stopped, seeing Mary's powerful arm blocking her path, realising how much strength was within those arms. As she turned, Mary quickly did the same with her free arm, once more slamming it into the locker with gusto, though this time Kay was a little more prepared for the massive echo that was created from it. Mary was up close now, looming over Kay, keeping that smile upon her lips.

It felt like it had a different meaning though now, more sinister as she closed the distance. Her massive breasts neared Kay's own form, her face slowly looming near as she began to lean towards Kay who remained backed up against the cold locker behind her. The manner in which she slammed her fists into the lockers meant Mary had no intention of letting Kay give her no as an answer... The smile from Kay dropped, and her beautiful face took a more serious tone. Though Mary was intimidating, large in size and a marvel to behold, it was not the first time Kay had been in such a predicament... Her time in prison she had ran into many bullies in her time... though the creeps in prison no doubt did not even compare to Mary, the spirit of the situation felt the same.

"It's Mary Bloom isn't it?" Kay spoke out more clearly, dropping her more friendly tone to be more on the level. There was a few Mary's within the LAW, but Kay had suspected this specific Mary to be the one she knew only by reputation since she arrived in the LAW. All the clues were there, the lack of attire, the powerful form. Mary Bloom was not someone to be triffled with, given the list of names she had come after and attacked, seemingly unprovoked. Kay took a deep sigh.

"Listen Mary. You are right... I'm f*cking worn out as hell. I don't know if management are trying to kill me or what... but I'm getting really tired of being thrown up against the odds and battling for a wage just so they can get a pop from the crowd when I luck out against someone bigger than me. Now I'm really tired. If you are here to fight me I honestly don't have the strength to do much about it right now... but know this... just 'cause I can't fight you right now doesn't mean I won't get you back if you're here to f*ck me up... and I will get you back, I assure you." Drifter spoke out firmly, talking a good talk at the least.

[Darius 2.0]

The reasons for Mary waiting for everyone to leave the building before approaching Kay were quickly becoming clear. If her forceful demeanor was to be any indication, the blonde had no intent of letting Kay say no to her offer of taking care of her. Nor of letting her leave the locker room. Now she loomed over the blunette menacingly, trapping her between her powerful arms, not unlike a a bully threatening their victim for lunch money. The difference was this bully wore a smile that was warm and sweet, and was promising care rather than physical harm. Though in the case of Mary Bloom, the difference was hardly noticeable.

Towering over the smaller woman and leaning against the lockers with her outstretched arms, Mary emerald eyes watched as Kay started to realize the situation she was in. She expected the Drifter to cave and just accept Mary's help like the good little girl Mary knew her to be. But it was not to be. Instead, the lightweight stood her ground against the blonde bombshell, telling her she was going to hurt Mary if she tried anything. The smile fell from Mary's face and she tilted her head in confusion, looking utterly bewildered by the blunette's attitude. It seemed the Drifter was in even more need of her help than she thought if this is how she treated people just wanting to help; and goodness, this girl had a mouth on her!

When Kay was finished with her speech, Mary stood there looking at her with a cross lock, but in no time at all the smile would return to her face, warm and loving as ever. The blonde would remove her hands from against the lockers, freeing Kay from her confinement so she could stand up again to her full imposing height. "Oh sweety," Mary sighed, and would reach to take both of Kay's hands gently within her own, holding them within hers. "You're confused. I'm not here fight you. Like I said, I'm here to take care of you. Someone has to from the looks of it. Are you so eager to get into another fight after just being in one?" Mary would look down at Drifter with an adorable pout, as if she was disappointed in her behavior.

Then the grip on Drifter's hands would slowly begin to get stronger.

"Now just remember," Mary would whisper to the blunette, her green eyes sparkling mischievously. "This is for your own good." Mary would then suddenly use the grip she had on on Kay's hands to pin them against the lockers on either side of her, trapping the Drifter up against them completely now. It would not end there for Kay, because after securing her charge against the lockers Mary would move in closer, pressing herself against the Drifter, or more specifically pressing those giant breasts of hers against her face! Mary would mash her chest up against Kay's head, squishing it between her big boobs and the lockers, locking in a standing breasts smother! With Kay's hands pinned against the lockers and Mary smothering her in place, the Mary Bloom healing process had begun!

[thesteedman]

Kay was taken aback by Mary's reaction. Surely it was an act, and that she was up to no good. It seemed too hard to fathom that Mary Bloom was actually here to help her. Slowly her arms rose from either side of Kay, and for a moment it felt like the larger woman was actually going to let Kay go. That was until she took Kay's hands with her own. Her grip was surprisingly soft and gentle however, as Mary began to explain that her intent was far from ill. Kay still was not convinced naturally, having a distrustful look within her eyes as Mary began to explain she was here for her. As her words went on, Kay found Mary's grip upon her hands slowly tightened, making her wince more in surprise than discomfort as she tried to pull her hands away.

All at once, Mary's demeanour changed. The sheer look of concern that washed her beautiful features soon turned to a more playful and mischievous manner of appearance. Firmly, Kay's hands were lifted upwards by Mary and pinned against the locker just besides her own head. Kay gasped out, as Mary kept her pinned against the locker... her grip was tight but not enough to crush her hands, but merely keep her in place.
"H... hey now! Wait..." Was all Kay managed to say, before Mary pressed herself up against the bluenette. Mary had been up so close against her, that Kay was not able to offer a proper resistance. She had it in mind to use the locker to her favour and lift herself up and throw a kick... but she was simply too close to Mary and all the leverage was on her side.

As such... all Kay could do was try to get some air before Mary pressed against her. Her scantily clad form dominated her own, her skin grinding and sliding against Kay's own mostly bared body. The pressure began to press the air from Kay's lungs, feeling the cold steel of the locker against her back, before Mary's warm body began to grind up against her front. This all might have been endurable, given Drifter was amongst the toughest of wrestlers in the LAW, even though she was a lightweight wrestler... but the smother that followed all but diminished Kay's hopes of enduring this sudden attack. Even the toughest wrestlers had to breathe... and when Mary's breasts pressed at either side of her head, brining her world into darkness as she was smothered, Kay found she could no longer draw breath at all.

She gasped out and tried to shout out, but her voice was muffled against Mary's chest. She writhed and bridged against the locker, her hands closing into fists and opening again as she tried to break free. Mary's legs began to entwine with her own to further bind her... and the words that this was for her own good echoed within Kay's mind as the world grew darker still. How was this for her own good?! It was the only rational thought Kay had before instinct began to kick in as the air in her lungs ran out. She gasped... she writhed... she struggled desperately! There was no escaping Mary's grasp however, and slowly the smother began to get the better of Drifter, making her groan as she slowly began to weaken... seeing spots in the side of her darkened vision, moving less and less as seconds began to pass without breathing.

[Darius 2.0]

Mary's sweet natured personality made it look like she would never hurt a fly. It was something that made people drop their guard around her and it seemed Kay would not be an exception. After declaring her intentions and assuring Kay there was nothing to worry about, the blunette, while still suspicious, had relaxed just enough that Mary was able quickly pin her against the lockers. From there, it was a simple matter of pressing her big body up against the Drifter's smaller one to completely envelope her within the blonde's curves. Due to the height difference, her breasts in particular would completely swallow up Kay's head. In fact, the only sign that Kay was still in there at all was the top of her blue hair poking out from between Mary's cleavage!

Mary's smile hadn't left her face even after squashing Kay's body with her own. If anything it had grown a bit wider. Their scantily clad, warm figures rubbed up against each other as Mary forced herself upon her smaller charge, and from within Mary's bosum came a muffled shout. "Shhhhhhh, it's okay," Mary cooed in a gentle tone of voice, looking down on the top of Kay's head, trying to soothe the struggling woman. "You don't need to be scared.....I'm here to take good care of you. You just need to stop fighting it...."

It was simple enough for a woman as strong as Mary to contain the struggles a woman as light as Kay; even more so since Drifter had just come off a match. Eventually, after a prolonged amount of time with Kay between her boobs, Mary would start to feel the blunette's struggles slow. What was once fierce resistance was slowly becoming pitiful the longer the amazon kept the smothering wall pin going. That was good.

"Yes, just like that," Mary whispered, lulling her victim with her gentle voice. "Just relax.....that's right, just like that....I've got you..." Mary would take one of her long bare legs and slip in-between the Drifter's own legs. It would rub up against the woman's bikini clad crotch, but more importantly if Drifter start to slide down the lockers, Mary's knee would be there to prop her up, ensuring the smother continued! But despite her lullaby-like tone, Mary wasn't looking to smother Kay unconscious. No, she just wanted her nice and weak for what came next...

[thesteedman]

Even at full strength, it would have took massive effort to free her hands from the power grip that Mary had upon her. Pinned against the locker, her most dangerous weapons were neutralised, giving Kay no real manner to fight against what was happening to her. Even if she did have her arms free, with Mary pressed so closely against her, as if trying to absorb her, there would be little leverage to strike effectively against such a hard and powerful form to force freedom. After all, she was up against the locker, and did not exactly have much room to move her arms either. Right now, that was a less pressing concern however, as breathing was the most critical part of it all. Without air, Kay was very aware she would not be able to much of anything!

She felt Mary's bare thigh slide below her, slipping between her legs between her thighs as a means to prop her up. No doubt Mary had an ulterior motive to get a good feel of as much skin and of Drifter's form as possible beyond keeping her up. Her powerful limb slid between Kay's own thighs firmly, but Kay was barely given a chance to even rest against her leg as all of Mary's form kept her from falling at all, squashing her against the locker for now. Her body was dominated by Mary's own, feeling her scantily glad form slowly grinding up against her own slender body. Her bare stomach pressed and tensed, rubbing against Kay's own straining abs, whilst her massive chest kept Kay from seeing the light of day. Kay tried to protest, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to do anything. She could hear Mary beginning to whisper sweet nothings to her in a calm and soothing voice, but naturally her words brought no reassurance only dread at what would happen if she passed out here and now.

Feeling Mary press her chest more against her head, Kay's beautiful features were completely smothered by flesh and a thin fabric of her top. Kay could barely move her skull, feeling her head becoming pinned against the locker even firmer, before Mary's chest seemed to seemingly grow, press and smother her all the more. Kay tried to breathe, tried to writhe and struggle against the prison of flesh that bound and smothered her... but she could do nothing of real consequence. Slowly her hands began to unclench, and slowly, she felt her body begin to slide down the locker as rational though began to escape her from starvation of air. Mary had eased her body press ever so slightly, allowing Kay to rest upon her knee, but the smother still remained, suffocating the lightweight gradually. Kay's arms went limp, held up only by Mary now, as Kay's eyes began to flutter, battling to try and stay conscious.

[Darius 2.0]

Little by little, Mary could feel Kay weaken in the prolonged smother. Her arms had gone practically limp in Mary's grasp and her legs had started to give out from under her, forcing Mary to keep her propped up on her well placed knee. The muffled shouting that had once echoed in-between Mary's cleavage got quieter and quieter until Mary could barely hear a whimper from her chest. Kay's hot breath against her massive boobs was beginning to lessen as well as oxygen quickly ran out in the fleshy prison Mary had trapped her. Against the awesome power of Mary Bloom, the lightweight's body could not hold up. Just like Kay's adorable nickname suggested, Mary could feel her start to drift away. Any longer in the smother and the blunette would have slipped into a deep slumber, lulled into it by the sweet voice the blonde amazon and her pillowy breasts.

Fortunately for the Drifter, it was not to be. Once she was sure of Kay's weakened state, Mary would smile excitedly, and just before the smaller woman would slip into unconsciousness the blonde would remove her chest from against her charge's face, ending the suffocating press. Mary would also release the grip she had on Kay's arms to free them from the locker, but would keep her propped up against her knee in case the blunette still found it hard to stand. However, standing wouldn't be an issue for Kay in a moment, because Mary would move both her hands to grip the Drifter under her armpits, then use that grip to lift the smaller woman up into the air! With frightening ease, Mary would hoist Kay up and dangle her off the ground so she was eye-level with bigger blonde, similar to what a parent would do with a small child!

"Are you still with me, sweetie?" Mary would ask the lightweight as she held her, still with a smile that made her look harmless. Regardless if Kay was able to answer, Mary would continue. "Aw, I know it might seem hard at first, but you'll see! This is the best thing for you. By the time we're done, you'll feel like a new woman...."

Tilting her head and smiling warmly at the worn down Drifter, Mary would then use the grip she had her to pull the smaller woman in close. Mary would pull Kay against her near-naked body, letting her chin rest just on top of her shoulder while the blonde wrapped her arms around her thin waist. Once again, Mary would handle the full grown woman as if she were an infant, holding off the ground for what it looked like to be a warm and loving hug!

Warm and loving, that is, until the grip she had on Kay's waist slowly started to tighten. As the seconds ticked by, Mary's hug would become harder around Kay's small body, pulling her in tighter and tighter against Mary's more powerful body. It would soon become clear that this was no mere hug, but a bearhug! Mary was looking to squeeze out any oxygen that remained in Kay's body with her powerful arms, squashing her against her soft form all over again!