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

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Amelie was out to damn near suck the life from Gil, holding her head tight with her lips refusing to pull away. To work an opponent like this to exhaustion was beyond challenging - even if it was something Amelie often committed to. The fact Gil was already so tired was perhaps the only reason Amelie's passionate smooch sealed the deal, in finally putting Gil out of it whilst being in the pit!

Gently letting go of the smaller gals head for a grip of her shoulders, Amelie would seek to guide Gil down as to be partially against the wall of the sandpit. As to make it easy for the finish!

With Gil ideally in a pleasant slumber, Amelie would then commit to trying to damn near heave the nearby pile of sand over her all at once! With her hands pushing right at the top of it to start something of a sandy avalanche, with her fingers then trailing down the pile as to force the rest over!

She needed Gil utterly pinned for the finish - which would be Amelie soon taking a seat upon her head, as it protruded from the sands!

[Arista]

Gil fell back into and state of complete helplessness, and Amelie had 100% control again, as opposed to 99% control she held for the rest of the match...! Gil fell limp and was rested gently back into what was practically her grave for the match. Gil's hands sunk into the hole, pressed tightly against her sides as a large heave from Amelie sent the large majority of the sand needed to bury her into the same hole, molding around her body, locking her in place, and sending sand into places Gil would rather not talk about.

Gil came back around shortly after, her awareness for the situation came back to her, but there was little fight in her now, she knew she was in way to deep for that, so instead, it was time for the next best thing...! "...H-hey...!" She coughed, beads of sweat collecting on her forehead, both from the heat of the California sun, and the nervousness she was feeling. "...I bet you think you won, but little did you know, that my teeth are going to make this seat for you anything but pleasant...!" She wiggled her head around, but her body wouldn't budge! "...So I think you should let me go, because I won't take this laying down, or laying up, or... whatever position I'm in right now...!" Gil stuck her tongue-out and continued her helpless struggle. She was bluffing, no doubt, she wouldn't ever sink her teeth into Amelie's backside, she would feel too bad about it, but maybe that bluff would help her, even though, it only served to get ignored, or make things worse...!

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Gil's threat was a real one, arguably. Biting ones way out of a smother was always a viable tactic - one that was near enough unstoppable! If Amelie's victim was to clamp down on her bust, rear or any other part of her large body for that matter, there'd only be one way to cease the chewing. By releasing!

However, from her considerably smaller and considerably submerged foe Gil, Amelie didn't take those threats remotely seriously. If anything, she laughed.

Rather heartily!

"Oh? You're going to...Ahem...Chew my butt?" Amelie's laugh only grew louder as she reiterated Gil's threat, with the French giant making sure that all of those watching fully understood what Gil had just threatened. Which itself might have brought a redness down upon Gil's cheeks - from embarrassment!

Though regardless of whether Gil remained stoic in Amelie's brief attempts at public humiliation, the French giant would proceed with her plan all the same. A plan to end this here and now!

With her hands pressed to the sands as she turned her rear as to point it at Gil, Amelie couldn't help but give a wiggle of her cheeks before all at once she fell back. With near enough her full weight down upon Gil's face, it quickly became apparent that Amelie wasn't leaving things to chance. Gil didn't at all seem the sort who'd bite and chew - but if she were to grow desperate in hopes of turning this match back upon Amelie, she'd find little chance to act on her threats. For Amelie would bring her rear in a straight-downwards motion, to press her figure down through the top of Gil's head. It was a painful experience to say the least - one Amelie felt bad in forcing the tiny Gil through - but it would ensure one thing.

That she wouldn't be given chance to open her mouth! Not with her jaw pressed fully to the sand, and Amelie's ass keeping it there!

[Arista]

Gil's threats fell upon Amelie who fired them back at her in the worst way possible, announcing to the crowd exactly what Gil had planned, of course, her phrasing made it seem a little less... Threatening, than Gil had promised... "...I-I was going to... No...!" Gil pouted, her face began to glow pink. Her head lowered, her face was at the same level as Amelie ankles, like she needed to feel any smaller than she already was compared to the green-haired giantess...!

"...I'll still win... I-I swear...!" Gil's lip quivered, her struggle continued, but it was far from noticeable. A shadow casted above her head, and the last thing she saw was what would soon eclipse her face, a teasing wiggle of the hips causing her foe's, or, at this point, her dominator's ass the wobble in mesmerizing fashion...! She didn't fall-back with grace, or gently, she came down upon Gil's head like a hammer, nailing her one final time into the ground...!

Her vision turned black, not even as much as a tiny glimmer of light peaked through, just darkness. Amelie sat atop her head, rather than her face, giving the smaller woman a mouth full of sand rather than booty, but still, and effective smother, none-the-less...! It was hard to even hear the groans and cries, if anyone at all could hear it, it was Amelie, who sat pretty, and to anyone without any knowledge of the match, would just believe her to be relaxing, as Gil couldn't even be seen. Gil's struggles and groans grew tired quickly, and eventually faded all-together, shocking no-one, Amelie had completely controlled this match from beginning to end...!

[Devilish53]

Amelie took no joy in outright smushing the head of Gil, even if the smother itself was fun and enjoyable. With her bottom half covering the head that stuck out of the sand, it was a quick count from the referee that brought about Amelie's official win. Though she did not register it at first, given how much Gil was shaking her head!

Barely holding back laughter from the motion between her cheeks, it was upon the second call out from the referee that Amelie finally became aware of the fact she had won. And nigh instantly, she pushed off of Gil to fall to all fours, before turning as to gaze at the likely sweaty and very air-deprived Gil!

"Hello there..." She'd laugh, on both knees as one hand held her hip, with the other up close to her mouth as she let out a laugh. It was quite the sight seeing Gil poke her head out of the sand like a turtle from a shell after all. Even more so given Amelie's rump had just forced her deeper into the sands.

[Arista]

Gil was entirely just the butt of jokes for this match, she felt bad, some people genuinely had faith that she might be able to not only stick a few good moves to the green-haired giantess, but maybe even win this thing all-together...! "...Bleh...! It... It's not..." Gil's determination was crumbling before her very eyes, it was over, officially now. "...It's over, isn't it...?" She muttered to herself.

"...This is far from the end of things though, I promise you that...!" Gil pouted, sticking her bottom lip out as she stared-up at Amelie, as if she was in any position to be talking like that, she had just been torn to shreds, luckily, not even close to in a literal sense, Amelie was rather gentle with the poor girl who she had buried in the sand.

A series of grunts and groans followed. "...Umm, do you think you could help me out here? I have sand in places I don't want to discuss..." Gil looked like a sorry excuse for a fighter, though that was destined to be the fate of whoever lost this bout, being buried in the sand and sat on wasn't really a position that many could look strong in...!

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The announcement that Amelie had won wasn't met with the outstanding reaction from the victor many would give upon winning their match. Amelie wanted to cement herself as something of a force when it came to beach encounters, but even when considering such a desire the French beauty couldn't force herself to outlandishly react to the fact she had won. Even more so in the face of the fun sight before her, given Gil was poking her now sweaty face out of the sand like a turtle!

"Hmmm...Perhaps..." Amelie took to truly enjoying her position against a now-defeated foe who had taken to trying to strip her every which way in this match. Lowering herself slowly down, the French giant would have her heavy bust as close as could be without actually making contact to Gil's face. Teasing a smother of which there'd be absolutely no defence against, given Gil was still deep within the sands!

"Perhaaaaaaaaps notttttttt~..." Amelie would rest her chin in her hands as she took to kicking her feet up behind her, as she adopted a relaxed pose one would take upon resting on the bed. With every slight lean forward, not to mention heavy inhale, making it appear as though she was about to lock Gil within her bosom!

[Arista]

Amelie coming out on-top in this match wasn't exactly an unexpected outcome. Anyone with half a brain was going to pick her, given the size difference alone, even with the feisty nature Gil brought to the table, she was going to find herself in trouble and losing this match 10 times over before even landing a single fall on Amelie, really, the only people betting on Gil were those looking to make big bucks on a heavy mis-match...!

Amelie situated herself down next to Gil, nearly almost on-top of her, her bust looming mere inches from Gil's face...! "...Come on, I'll do anything, I'll pay you... Somehow, I mean, money isn't really an option I can't imagine, but I'll still find a way...!" Gil went over the options in her head, this was beyond a humiliating situation, the crowd was laughing at her, she was in some regard used to that, given the vast majority of her matches were practically who can humiliate who the hardest, but getting the short-end of the stick was never fun...!

"...Hey hey...!" Gil tried pulling her head back as far as she could as Amelie slightly leaned in closer. "...I'm sorry for trying to strip you, it was really my only option, you know? No hard feelings, right...?" Gil chuckled nervously! This was torture, she couldn't take it, she needed out of here as quickly as possible, but her only way was through Amelie...! "...Please, I have sand in places sand should never be, so, help a girl out...?"

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One small lean forward, and Gil would be completely smothered yet again. Amelie's bust was the size of Gil's head by default - never mind as it mushroomed from the greenette resting her front so tightly on the sand!

Though whilst Amelie would have absolutely loved to have smothered Gil for a few more rounds, the French giant was no sadist. She knew when an opponent was beaten, and whilst Gil had some words for her, she imagined there'd be next to no resistance had Amelie opted to lock in another hold. Nor would there be much time in said hold until Gil passed out - even from a heavily restrained Amelie!

"Heh..." With one final tilt, Amelie would briefly press her bosom on Gil only to slide it off of her instantly. Hands coming down to grab at Gil's shoulders, Amelie would be to a stand at no time at all, before all at once she'd pull with a shocking amount of power. To outright yank Gil from the sand, as if she were a plant ripe for harvest!

All that would be given from the French giant from then on in was a little giggle, as she took to effortlessly lifting Gil into her arms for one final chesty hug!

[Arista]

This was too much, how was anyone supposed to beat this woman? She was strong beyond comparison, and of course Gil was no bodybuilder, but still this was just completely ridiculous, and unreasonable, not even getting into the fact that her pleas were falling upon deaf ears...!

Gil would be teased with another quick smother, between the greenette's large bosom, giving Gil a miniature heart-attack because of it...! "...Come on, this definitely qualifies as cruel an unusual punishment, please stop...!" Gil whined and wiggled, or at-least wiggled the little amount that she could...!

Amelie eventually found it the right time to free Gil from her sand prison, either that, or she was just moving on to the next thing, either way, Gil was happy to be free...! Gil dangled comically in Amelie's grasp, like a radish that had just been plucked from the fields. "...Thank you, I'll-" Gil was then brought back into a devastating hug, one that put the cap on things like no other truly could...! "...Okay, okay, please stop, I think my ribs are cracking...!" Gil kicked her feet as sand fell from her sweat covered body...!