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

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Amelie had managed to salvage her pride, if but barely. Had she opted to go topless under her own will, then things would have been different. But this was a somewhat serious French beauty - one whom wanted the crowd to remember her controlling if playful demeanour. Not that of a gal who'd strip at a moments notice, least of all against her will!

But in doing so, at least unbeknownst to her at least for the moment, Gil had slipped free of her clutches. Far too busy to salvage the light grip she had on her small foe, Amelie shut her eyes as she brought both hands behind her. Clipping on attire this tightly was a hassle and then some by default - never mind under duress. Luckily at least for the most part, she wouldn't be pressured. In fact, Amelie was almost given a concerningly long period of time to adjust and fix her attire, doing so with a brief jiggle of the goods to ensure her straps were well and truly fastened.

Only for Amelie to then discover why such a long period of rest had been given. It was not given by Gil to merely rest up, no.

It was time spent by Gil herself to take a breath, before creating notable distance. Distance she was cutting through in no time at all, before she leapt off her feet for a flying peach that would have put R. Mika to shame!

One made all the more effective by the state of Gil's attire - that being wrestling bottoms halfway up her rear, which exposed all the more flesh and body to drive directly into Amelie's good looks. For a collision that made the sand around the two kick up, if only from Amelie hitting the ground flat!

To the surprise of no-one Amelie's torment was not to end there, as Gil looked to put Amelie through a butt bashing like no other. Again and again the rear of her lithe foe would be raised before Gil dropped it, nay, slammed it down on Amelie's features. Had she aimed just a little lower each time, she may have fractured her nose!

Or even broken it!

Instead of such a brutal collision it was the top of Amelie's head, alongside her cheeks that were driven into again and again. Though not without response from the French beauty, whom eventually threw both hands up. To clutch onto Gil's rear, and hopefully stop her kicking off her feet again!

[Arista]

One, two, three, Gil lost count at some point, her goal in the end was more than a set-number, it was simply to pound the French-giant into the beaches of L.A, making her one with the sand as she sunk deeper and deeper down into it, it would only be a small matter of time before Amelie joined Gil in the uncomfortable club of having sand in her bikini bottoms...!

One last go at it really made Gil look like she had given Amelie at-least some semblance of a fight, as she circled back around and landed right back onto poor Amelie's face, finally just taking the moment to rest, and do what she was best at: Smother this lady senseless and give her the best view she could ever have...! She tilted back and fourth, really digging in to bury Amelie's features deep within her butt-crack!

"...How... Are you holding up...?" Gil huffed a bit herself, finally, things were catching up with her, maybe just because now was the only time all match long she felt she could rest a little. "...I know, I know, it feels wonderful, doesn't it...?" Gil responded, regardless of what noises, if any, Amelie made from under her new face-warmer...!

Amelie gave a good effort to throw Gil off of her, and it almost work, but for the first time this entire bout, Gil held her own against one of Amelie's attacks, managing to plant herself down hard enough to where she didn't go flying into the crowd and spilling some poor souls nachos all over their lap...! "...Not going to work, Amelie, I'm in charge now...!" Gil puffed out her chest and pointed her thumb at herself! "...You can call me, the newest Queen of the Beach...!" Gil giggled, peering over her shoulder at the hole. It was a bit far off, Gil would have to find a way to drag this giant mountain of a woman over there, but as far as Gil could tell, that was a one-way invitation to Amelie bouncing back right away and knocking her down that hole and pound her ass right on her face and burying her half way to the earth's core...! And so, Gil opted with making herself comfortable, and catching her breath, though, maybe she got a little too comfortable...!

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Amelie pushed and heaved, but it was no use. Gil's sure footing combined with the fact Amelie had just had some life pressed from her via a spongy butt meant all that power was nigh useless. Gil wasn't going anywhere!

Though damn if the French giant didn't try, as her her figure wiggled in the sands all the more. A motion that near enough threatened to bury her - a easy task to do, given Gil had already saw fit to drive her deep within the sands!

Amelie did not opt to roar her demands for Gil to release her, through pure common sense. Had she been the one with such a size disadvantage, if anything she'd of locked every limb she had around her foe to ensure she wouldn't be going anywhere. And whilst Gil had yet to do just that, she still wouldn't budge.

Which in the end, Amelie did not opt to work against. If Gil was to make herself comfy, then Amelie would do the same!

If with a ploy tactic ripped straight out of the book of Gil!

Humming and giggling even as she lay somewhat breathless, both of Amelie's hands slipped from the hips of her smaller foe to land upon those cheeks directly. Naturally, with one to each!

Though a simple grope wouldn't be the only response from the French giant, no. The time for revenge was nigh, and given her position Amelie couldn't help but feel her vengeance was destiny. For her left hand would continue to grope and near-spank the booty of Gil, whilst the right slipped up. To get a hold of her bikini bottoms, and pull at them!

[Arista]

She had finally done it, she had tamed the beast, and Amelie put up less of a fight than she thought, well, it still wasn't exactly easy, per-say, but for what Gil had seen of the French giant, she was more than pleased to know, or, more accurately, think, she had worn on the beast...!

Suddenly, both on Amelie's hands moved from her hips, which grind back-and-fourth, rubbing herself down further-and-further onto Amelie poor face, and found themselves a new place of residence, on Gil's backside...! "...Oh, looks likes someone is really enjoying themselves...!" She giggled, feeling Amelie almost kneed her plush bottom as it enveloped her face...!

The kneading intensified ever-so-slightly as an occasional pat joined the mix, with the groping becoming more-and-more intense on it's own accord...! "...Oh... L-looks like someone is getting really, really excited down there...!" Gil stifled a moan but it was still audible, the near-spanking was enough to shift the the tides a bit more in Amelie's favor...!

Gil's mind wandered as she enjoyed the massage she was being given, so much so that she didn't really even flinch when Amelie got a wad-full of her bikini-bottoms, it would only be when they would yank up her ass, Amelie's fist-full reaching near the mid-back of Gil: The Beast Tamer...!

She yelped as her eyes widened, shooting up right off of Amelie's face and scurrying across the sand, shooting her hands back to pick the wedgie from hell, lucky for her, her bikini-bottoms were still in tact, and somehow, through it all, didn't come un-done...! She landing face-down in the sand, resting her cheek on the beach as her butt was up in the air...!

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Amelie might have burst into tears laughing at the sight of Gil crab walking with incredible pace across the sands, had her cheeks not been so red. Gil's figure, or rather her rear, had done a good number on the stamina of the giant French gal, near enough smashing her lungs empty several times in a row. Amelie was quick to sit-up to ensure Gil wouldn't be so quickly atop of her again, but from there, she'd be nigh motionless.

Her hands to her side, near enough pushing out her heavy chest, those in attendance were surely enough treated to a sight as Amelie practically assumed a model-esque pose before them, with a thin sheen to her from the sweat and a strong glow from the sun to boot. Such was not Amelie's goal of course; she merely wanted to push out her frame as to take a few heavy breaths, refilling the lungs Gil had so craftily emptied!

Soon enough turning on all fours (in the process raising her rear up high for a splendid moment of audience oogling), Amelie would push to her full height before turning her attention to Gil. It was hard to be frustrated, even if her cheeks and jaw were still aching. This was a fun bout from head to toe, and a back and forth one to boot. But now it was time to bring it home into Amelie's clutches, and stop Gil from ever regaining momentum!

[Arista]

Gil spat out small grains of sand she had collected in her mouth from once again burying her face into the sand...! Gil got back to her feet, and made sure her bottoms were tied on tight, then, looking back at Amelie, standing a good distance away...!

Amelie looked like a model, standing with only a slight sheen to her skin from what was probably mostly just from sitting out in the sun, but maybe some of it was because of a the struggle Gil was giving...! Turning attention back at Gil, the crowd would find a much different picture, her hair was ruffled, sand clung to certain parts of her body and the sweat was more abundant, dripping off her brow...!

"...Well, I know I can win now, you aren't un-beatable...!" Gil pointed, standing as tall as she could, her pointed finger rolled back into her fist as she pulled it closer to her chest...! "...Now, it's time to corral you...!" She took off like an Olympic-Sprinter, the sand made it hard for her to reach her maximum speed, but even still, she was much faster than Amelie, and that might have been the only edge she really had on the woman...! She attempted to dart past her, if successful, and Gil prayed that it was, she would slide on her heels, sand kicking up into dust as she would kneel behind Ameline, planting her hands at Amelie's hips, and giving one, swift tug to pull her bottoms down to her knees...! The only thought being, if stripping worked once, it should work twice...!

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Amelie was closing the distance but she was no fool. Gil could outpace her even on her worst day, and there was no chance at all the smaller gal was going to merely stand there and wait for Amelie to catch her. Not unless she was about to kick sand in her eyes!

Rushing in but keeping her arms wide, Amelie was bounded around all the same as Gil merely sprinted to her side. With more sinister schemes to plan!

Unbeknownst to the fact Gil was once more going for her attire, Amelie merely believed her foe was going for a hook of her hips. In preparation of a trip attempt or otherwise.

Uninterested all the same in letting Gil not only move freely, but once more render Amelie under her, the French gal did what seemed best without turning around. Given that if she were to bother turning around, Gil would have simply moved out of dodge yet again. She had already sprinted behind Amelie with speeds that left the sand still kicked up after all!

For Amelie merely pulled her wide hips forward, before thrusting them back! A silent 'Ooph' would leave Amelie's O-forming lips as she made the motion, with but one goal in mind. To ram her rear into Gil's torso with such force, that whatever she was plotting never even came close to coming to fruition! Though it would take a miracle in itself for Amelie not be left short of footing with how hard her giant rear was thrust!

[Arista]

Going for Amelie's attire as a distraction was really the only thing that worked for Gil so far, at-least, it was the only thing that set-her-up for success in other areas of play, but this time, things wouldn't end so well for her...!

She slid back and behind Amelie with little to no trouble, her fingers reached the sides of her bottoms and she got ready for a tug, but just before she was able to make her move, Amelie, with all her might, made her move first, and it was a devastating-blow...! Her efforts were all completely thwarted, as Amelie simply shot herself back, squaring herself up right with Gil chest and landing perfectly, leading Gil back and punching her into the sand...!

Gil let a sharp and shrill squeal-out as she was sat-on, the pressure on her chest was unbearable, her arms laid limply-out at her sides, but her hands grasped desperately at the sands, her fingers curling so tightly until her knuckles turned white...! "...P-please... Get off...!" Gil still had fight in her voice, but she was desperate, her efforts had almost all been completely for nothing, barely managing to so much as even land a single finger onto Amelie, but she wasn't going to throw in the towel, not now, not ever...! "...Get off...!" She brought her hands up, slapping away at her Amelie's giant backside...!

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Amelie couldn't stop herself from landing with all of her weight on Gil, initially crushing the smaller gal whilst making a crater in the sand with her body! Even if she was quick to stretch out her hands either side of her to support herself, Gil had already been turned into a Gil-pancake!

"Oh my..." Amelie couldn't help but laugh - even unintentional, she couldn't help but feel as though this was a fated occurrence for Gil for nearly giving the audience a clear view of the French giants goods. She wouldn't be trying so again, Amelie figured. Despite the fact Gil was very much at the perfect spot to try to pull at her bottoms once more!

Instead the French giant only felt the slaps upon her rear from Gil's struggling mitts. Whilst those spanks did get a reaction from the French giant, it was hardly the reaction Gil was likely hoping for. For instead of rushing all the quicker to push herself off of her victim, Amelie merely laughed!

Raising an eyebrow at Gil's curious choice of striking location (despite the fact Amelie's huge ass was the only thing within range) Amelie once more saw fit to give this smaller gal a taste of her own medicine!

Leaning over Gil with her thick bosom dangling in that tight bikini of hers, Amelie's strength would once more see about pulling Gil to her feet effortlessly. Before she heaved the brunette off them entirely!

Hoping to get Gil hung over her shoulder like a sack of spuds, Amelie wouldn't waste time in giving the audience a show. By raising her furthest arm again and again, to spank a lovely beat on Gil's rear with spanks of her own! All the whilst her other arm stayed hugging tightly around Gil's thighs, to stop her simply pushing away!

[Arista]

The difference in both condition and appearance was staggering, Amelie's, with all her beauty and grace was brute-forcing her way through this, treating it as though it was effortless, and casual. Gil feared that this may be the truth, and maybe she was truly no match for the giant woman...!

She had been completely flattened beneath Amelie's plump-posterior, molding her perfectly against the grainy sand that found a home, clinging-itself to Gil's sweat drenched skin...!

SMACK SMACK.

It was really all she could manage to do at this point, unless she wanted to just lie there and take a face-full of booty, and lucky for Gil, her viscous, steel-palm worked it's magic, surely causing more than enough discomfort for Amelie to lift-up off her face, freeing Gil's face from the clutches of her butt-cheeks...! "...Ah-ha...!" She coughed, pushing herself to get up, but she didn't really move. "...Just... Give me a minute..." She requested, but her foe had other ideas in mind...

She easily hauled Gil out of the sand, living a less-than-flattering outline, slumping the girl over her shoulder like a sack of flour, and then... SMACK. "...AH!" Gil yelped, her feet swinged to life, more-or-less, the popped back, but barely were in motion by Gil own request, for the most part, she just hung limply over her shoulder...! "...Stop, stop, please stop, this is too humiliating...!" Gil whined and groaned like a brat, sealing her eyes shut so she didn't have to face the crowd...!