Gil "Arma-Gil-O" vs Amelie Roux - Queen of The Beach Match

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Queen of The Beach Match - An area the size of a standard ring is marked out in the sand. There is no penalty for exiting the 'ring' but the action is expected to stay there. To one side of the 'ring' is a pre-dug sandpit. Victory is awarded by burying your opponent in the sandpit and sitting on their face, for a three-count pin.

[Arista]

The sunny skies of L.A were a beautiful site to see, the sunsets over the pacific coast, casting a golden-like color over the water was like no other, the amenities and amount of things to do in this city was bewildering to Gil, because, though she was back in her home country, L.A was just as new and unfamiliar to her as Japan was!

She had never been to the City Of Angels, but it was sure to be an experience to remember, and she planned on enriching her time her with a big win in her very first PPV appearance! And, if all went according to plan, she'd start her PPV record with a solid 1 and 0...!

Under-card or main event, Gil was just happy to be here, competing with the others. Soon enough, the under-card was well underway! And Gil's name was called, her grand entrance into the match was sure to bring the crowd to their feet, even with lower theatrics than she provided in a stadium!

"In this match, we will see Arma-Gil-O, go head to head with Amelie Roux in a Queen of The Beach Match! The rules have already been explained, so without further ado, let's welcome our first competitor!" The crowd erupted with applause and cheers. "...First up, from right here, in the USA, standing at 5'7 and weighing in at 131 lbs...! ARM-A-GIL-OOOO!" The announcer belted out, and with that Gil made her way out on to the sandy beach, throwing her hands up to a beyond excited crowd!

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No confetti, no music, even, just Gil and the crowd. She took her time, high-fiving, hugging, and even taking selfies with the fans! Finally after a good few minutes, she entered the "ring."

The sun was high in the sky, only a few hours from sun-down. Gil expected heat to be more of a factor, but it was almost the perfect weather, not too hot, or too cold, though, breaking a sweat from just standing could happen, but Gil had seen worse back home.

Gil scanned around the area, noticing the marking in the sand, this would definitely be a different match, given that there were no ropes, or corners to trap her opponents against, but that just added a bit more flavor to this!

She bounced from one foot to the other, a bit of sand flying up as she did, the match ahead was sure to be a good one...!

[Devilish53]

Amelie Roux did not care for PPV's as many would. To many they were spectacles - encounters in which rivalries would be started or ended, true battles would be fought, and memories would be made. Given that Amelie's desire to actively wrestle with all of her strength came and went like the weather, it was hardly a surprise that she did not care for such a spectacle. At least, not especially. It was not to say she wouldn't try her damnedst to put on a show, as she always did. But the main goal of each and every match of hers was to have fun - even more so on the beach, in a match type of her own devising!

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Emerging in a new bikini - one bought purposefully for matches such as these, with high strength materials that wouldn't rip no matter how hard she or her foes tugged - Amelie's body jiggled more than ever as she emerged before the masses. Where as Gil took to greeting each and every member of the crowd personally, Amelie felt there wouldn't be the need to. Not as she swung by with her hips in full motion - her hands to them, as she shot a wink and even a few kisses to a lucky few members of said crowd!

Stepping upon the sands, with her eyes scrolling around to ensure that her makeshift stipulation was abided to and set up, Amelie had but one thing left to do. Lay a gaze upon her foe.

A foe, that she for a moment did not think had arrived!

"Oh?" She'd curiously shift her head left and right, having being told that she was to enter after the unseen Gil as opposed to the other way around. It took a good few shifts of her head for her to realise that the information she had been given was not incorrect, nor for whatever reason was her opponent hiding. She was stood right before her; hidden partially from Amelie's gaze by a combination of the French giant's general size, and overbearing bosom!

"Ohhhh! Why hello there..." She'd grin, looking down with the crowd oogling at what could have been a female variant of a david versus goliath encounter before them. One given the addition of smothers and body grinds, no doubt.

[Arista]

Gil stayed warm by kicking the sand, running in place, and the the sun played a good role as well, all while Amelie made her way down onto the beautiful sands of Los Angeles, and into their makeshift ring!

Amelie's eyes never seemed to meet Gil's, but not just her eyes, but her as a whole, was she ignoring her? Gil had met a fair few personalities in the league, but no one that would ever just flat out ignore their competition, and if that was the game Amelie was playing, she wouldn't last once the match would begin.

Amelie even scanned the area, admiring the work done by the L.A.W staff to set up their "play area", but she never even acknowledged her. Even as she was practically right under her nose, or in this case, right under her boobs!

Finally, Amelie had noticed her, and it only took her face nearly being pre-maturely buried in her bosom for her to! "Hey, hey! I'm Gil!" She spoke, sticking her hand out toward the giant of a woman, not for a moment showing any signs of fear, and for good reason. This wasn't Gil's first rodeo against a goliath-like woman in her time here in L.A.W, after all, she'd been busy since she was signed on! If this was to be a re-telling of David Vs. Goliath, Gil was sure to be the winner!

"Let's have some fun, alright?" Gil, win or lose, her goal was the same, though she couldn't lie, she had a few more aspirations now than she did when she had her first match, and securing a win in a PPV event, and against a significantly larger woman? She'd be sure to make some kind of statement by doing so.

[Devilish53]

Amelie of course didn't mean to offend Gil by losing sight of her instantly. It was simply a result of their difference in stature - Amelie was a bit larger than your average heavyweight, but stood next to Gil she looked simply gigantic. Near enough herculean!

"So sorry..." Amelie grinned, not a blush to her given she took the situation to be more humorous than anything. And she was simply expecting Gil to do the same.

"But yes...Let's..!" With a giddy nod the giant soon stepped back. Now getting a full view of her smaller foe, Amelie naturally scanned her from head to toe. And nigh instantly she laughed again - never mind stepping so close that she couldn't see Gil, it was a miracle that she hadn't stepped on her!

Calming herself down with a jiggle of her arms and torso, Amelie soon adopted a posture that was at least somewhat serious. Legs spread and hands up, she'd have them open given she was hoping to start things off with a clinch with her notably smaller foe. One that she knew for a fact Gil would have to come to her for.

There was no way in hell she was going to catch a figure that small. Not without exhausting her first!

[Arista]

Gil wasn't necessarily the smallest girl out there, she wasn't large, sure, but she stood at 5'7, and she was a middleweight, after-all, so she never found herself in the same boat that Amelie was in right now, her giant-like body looming over Gil, but she figured, she had the best of both worlds! She stood too tall to be pushed around by most, in the more literal since, at least, but she was too small to have the glaring issues that came with having such a stature as Amelie did...!

One thing was immediately noted by Gil, and that was the open, and welcoming arch between Amelie's legs! She was sure she could easily slip between them and get behind her, and being out of sight meant she had her right where she wanted her...! Though, she ran the risk of getting caught by playing close-quarters combat, and getting caught by someone, who Gil perceived as powerful, was a death sentence!

DING DING!

The bell rang, it didn't echo out in that familiar way that Gil was used to. It took her a minute to realize it was in-fact, the bell, and not some noise-maker in the crowd! Once she realized, she turned to face the green-headed giant she'd be squaring up against, and immediately rushed between her legs, just as she planned! There was no winning without risks, and if she wasn't willing to start taking them, she would never achieve her own goals she had set for herself since joining L.A.W.

If she could get through the opening between her legs, she'd take the opening to hop up on her back, and try to drive the giant face first into the sand, by rocking back and forward!

[Devilish53]

Amelie was eager to get her hands on Gil and reign her under her thumb via the use of her excessive frame, but even Amelie's over eagerness did not stretch her confidence beyond her knowing that she simply could not contend with such a smaller gals speed, in nigh any form. Even where the match to last an hour, with buckets of sweat being given off by either gal - Amelie had absolutely no faith she could move quick enough to snag Gil against her will. She needed this gal to come to her!

And surely enough she would, though not in a manner Amelie herself could control. Flopping her arms into the wind as Gil went low, Amelie let loose quite the yelp as Gil jumped to her back. Though one purely from surprise - despite Gil's sudden and clever shift, there was simply too much of a size difference for Amelie to be so easily toppled!

A feat Amelie opted to drill in, by spreading her legs wider still to establish a stronger base. Prior to turning her head, to nuzzle the gal upon her rear side!

"Well...Hello there again..." She'd tease, seemingly unconcerned!

[Arista]

Just as she thought, her speed was too much for Amelie to handle! But just as she hadn't thought, her size was simply to much for her to get to budge! It wasn't from lack of trying, Gil put her all into it, but the giant's feet were planted firm in the beautiful L.A. sands.

"Go... Down... Would you just...!" Gil kept trying to rock back and fourth, but it was more of her just rubbing herself against Amelie in the world's saddest attempt at getting her to move even just one, tiny, miniscule, centimeter... Nothing worked, eventually, Gil was panting from her fruitless efforts, all while her opponent watched, peering over her shoulder, along with the crowd, who chuckled at the scene from their seats. "...Umm... Do you mind... Falling over...?" Gil smiled, a nervous chuckle escaping her.

The two were face to face now, mere inches away, or more likely, an inch away, from each other. "Wait!" Gil hopped off the back of Amelie and into the sand behind her. She had a new plan, if she was going to put all this effort into knocking her down, she might as well knock her down into a hole! She began her plan by simply pushing on the giant's lower back, even throwing a should and her head in there, resting the side of her face just above her posterior. Again, she didn't budge. Gil kicked up clouds of dust from the sand, her feet were moving, but Amelie wasn't.

[Devilish53]

Shockingly enough for all her size, Amelie was just a little over your average heavyweight in scale. But all that was naturally far too much for the tiny Gil, who might have struggled to heave over a upper-middleweight with her own scale!

Giggling as Gil politely requested her to lose, Amelie only shook her head, before Gil opted to bounce off her all the same. To instead get a hug on those thick thighs, and heave, as if that would fare any better!

"You are a silly one..." Amelie hummed, with a little wiggle of her hips that made her excessive rear grind lightly against Gil's top half. Before she immediately sought to take control, by suddenly stepping as Gil requested. Only against her, not away from her!

For Amelie was practically expecting to trip up and fall atop Gil. Butt first of course, with a butt-drop right on the smaller gals torso before quickly sliding off as not to painfully flatten her further!

[Arista]

Just as Amelie was just barely over average for heavyweights, Gil was well under average for middleweights, she barely poked through out of the lightweight category herself. Maybe if she was a lightweight, she would be considered so weak, at least not in comparison to her peers. Among middleweights, she was weaker than weak, she could easily be outmatched by a fair few lightweights in that category.

Her shifting in position did nothing to help her topple over Amelie. Her lack of strength, which she thought could be remedied by using her foes own weight against her, failed, and only made her appear worse.

Laughter could be heard from the crowd as Amelie rubbed her rear against Gil's chest, as if to mock or taunt her. "No fair...! You're too big...!" Gil complained leaving her feet to wrap around Amelie's legs and continued rocking back and fourth. And maybe as result of that, or maybe Amelie just being ready to make her own move, she'd fall butt first atop her chest, smashing her into the sand!

"Gah!" A small imprint in the sand, shaped out like Gil was left as she was weighted down into from the butt-drop. "Ow..." She rubbed her chest, circling around her sternum. "I-I can do that too, watch...!" Gil tried to hurry up onto her feet, and if given the chance, she would hop up back onto her opponent, clinging to her like a monkey on a tree, this time, on the front side of her.