Abs-o-Lutte Domination: Yahagi Fujimoto vs Bianca Jean Miller

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Though Yahagi was resistant, Jean was too worked up and aroused to worry about what her opponent was doing. She held the smaller woman down, squeezing her tight muscled body against her own increasingly hardened form, grinding down as hard as she could to send overwhelming pleasure through her muscles body. Every muscle was tense and hard, rippling as she squeezed and grinding every inch of her body against Yahagi. The smaller woman was kicking and struggling, trying to hit Jean to make her let go. But no matter how Yahagi struggled, Jean wasn't going to release her. She was too aroused to let this chance for sweet release escape.

"Ohhhhh Fuuuuuck!" Jeam moaned as her body tensed up, each grind sending waves of pleasure through her body, "You feel so good! Your body is so rough and hard! I want more!" She looked down at Yahagi with her blue eyes, heavily lidded and unfocused from the pleasure. Jean ground down hard, her wet pussy dripping all over Yahagi's body as she squeezed the smaller woman's body tighter into her own, letting her muscles grind into and crush Yahagi's tight form.

"Make me cum Yahagi!" Jean moaned. It wasn't Yahagi who was going to make Jean cum though, as the powerful blonde was more using the smaller woman's body as a humping post, her sex toy for her own pleasure! The blonde's powerful hips flexed as she ground her crotch down full force upon Yahagi's body, sending a wave of pleasure through her as her sopping wet sex dragged against Yahagi's hard ridges, using Yahagi's muscles to get herself off.

"Ohhh fuck! Yes yes yes!" Jean moaned as she ground herself deeper into Yahagi, crushing the smaller woman against her form, "I'm gonna cum! Yes! OHHHHHHHH!" She arched her back, entire body going tight, arms flexing with all their strength as she crushed Yahagi into her body, legs kicking out as they flexed to their maximum. Hot pussy juices spilled from her sex all over Yahagi's lower half, the fit blonde having just used Yahagi to get herself off!

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Yahagi felt like she was a slug being crushed under a rock. A slug made of iron and defiance demonstrated as malleable and soft by a boulder of a woman, one whose lustfulness surprised and even slightly scared the fiery middleweight. It was a fear tinted with curiosity and quiet desire, hinted in the loud and uncontrolled moan that exited her lips as she was squeezed tighter than ever into the superior body of Jean. So great was the arousal from even mere millimetres of bodily friction that Yahagi's mind wondered where her muscles ended and Jean's sweaty, hungry, ever-tightening abs began.

For what it was worth, Yahagi flexed back. Shoulders quivered, toes and fingers curled, and sheer power pressed back, reinforcing her muscles with desperation and her competitive spirit. Tightly wound clusters of regimented power contracted and tensed then expanded and pushed back. The deepest reserves of strength welled up, hardening along with Yahagi's impressive breasts as eveyr muscle across her body rose to fight the flexing invasion. Against even other heavyweights, she might have been able to crush them back. Yahagi was not exactly a small middleweight.

The problem was that she was a shark up against a whale.

"C'mon, you'll have to try a little harder! I've grinded it out with far harder than you!" She shouted, steeling her voice as a tidal wave of muscle erupted in fury. The swagger in her voice vanished behind a loud, musical moan as the somehow still flexing Jean dragged her body deliberate and casually over Yahagi's, shuddering her from head to toe as her now near-maximum flexed muscles. Muscles that for all the power pumped into them, forcefully bent and even mushed under Jean's. Fear welled up from within, clashing and melting into rapturous arousal and overwhelming ecstasy, the sandpaper rough scraping intensifying this collision of sensations and wild emotions like lava-filled blender.

Strangely enough, respite came when her nethers rubbed over Yahagi's tenderized, shaky abs. Her muscles quivered as they were lathered in cum, limbs struggling to try and push at Jean, moaning out wordlessly, mind too overwhelmed to fit in another witty reply as she searched for stability... but this respite vanished as quickly as it arose.

Just as quickly as she had given her a pussy-on-tummy massage, Jean's whole body docked hers. What happened next was almost a blur in her mind and a series of loud, aroused sounds from her own lips. A weight as hard and heavy as an anvil pancaked her still flexing belly; a belly many women had struggled to break, forcefully molded even at peak tension, molding outwards and to the shape of the contour of her oppoennt's bending body. Her eyes went wide and her breathing faltered. Steamy hot cum warmed against her body as her once indomitable muscles, pushed beyond their limits, broke and Jean's spent, still heavy body crushed down into hers. Molded like clay and squashed like a slug, Yahagi's limbs slacked as her head lolled off to the side.

She hadn't even cum - the sheer physical sensation felt like it crushed her body faster than it could even realize and take into account just how *good* being flattened so thoroughly felt!

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Jean ground down with all her strength, tightening her every muscle not so much to crush her opponent, but to grind against her in the most rough way possible, maximizing the contact between their hot overstimulated bodies to send a shockwave of pleasure through her own body and make her go over the edge. Jean screamed out as she did, a wave of pleasure overcoming her and making her arch up, grinding her tight abs even deeper and rubbing her sopping wet sex even tighter. Jean crushed Yahagi's fully flexed muscles, tightening beyond what either woman thought possible, and cumming hard all over the smaller woman.

"UUUUUUNNNNNNNGGHHHHHH!" Jean moaned, her pussy squirting out as she came. She was too lost in her own pleasure to feel Yahagi's body give beneath hers, those iron muscles bending before breaking, the poor smaller woman getting crushed into a pancake underneath the bigger and obviously stronger blonde.

Even after flattening Yahagi and cumming, the blonde didn't stop grinding against her opponent and crushing her. Jean wanted to extend out her orgasm as much as she could, keeping her muscles tight as she continually ground against and crushed Yahagi's faltering form. Normal women would be exhausting themselves, but not Jean. The more she ground against Yahagi the more heat built up within her, driving her onwards to continue crushing the smaller woman with her immense strength.

Jean decided to shift positions, her legs snaking downwards around Yahagi's as she wrapped each of those powerful limbs in a grapevine, forcing them apart to bring their hot steamy sexes together. Her hands slid out and grabbed Yahagi's palms, pulling her as high above her head. The blonde wanted to lock Yahagi in a tight grapevine stretch, but her goal wasn't to force Yahagi to submit through just some stretching. Instead, this hold opened Yahagi's body up completely, allowing Jean to grind down even further and harder!

"Keep hard for me Yahagi!" Jean demanded, "Keep on grinding and fighting, it feels so good!"

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With her immense strength now flagging Yahagi spasmed and twitched, electrified by the relentless and sensual hunger of the much bigger, impossibly hornier woman. Everything about her was overwhelming - her cries louder than Yahagi's almost soft moans, her abs somehow tractor like as they harvested Yahagi's now meagre solidity, her finely tuned legs quivering under their thick and pressing weight - it was barely 30 minutes into the match and Yahagi felt like this woman had been humping her for three times that length.

"Y... you've not had a good meal for a while... huh?" Yahagi struggled to mouth out before a loud moan sounded out. Her abs concaved once more, their formative flex shaky and unprepared for the bracket-shaped bulkhead to spread them out and flatten them into a soft, mushy paste - one point in her opponent's favor. Yahagi twitched and a nonverbal mess of arousal sang from her mouth. The warbling became a yell, then a scream, the pleasure of such a steamy press combined with the pain of her proud, genuinely powerful abs crushed into irrelevance, her whole belly now a flattened curve from her midsection down.

Her reddened face, rife with arousal and intense strain was scrunched and tight but soon after the ruthless belly-breaking, woozy and exhausted, trying to come to terms with how effortlessly she'd been turned into a pancake! The smell of cum almost was a drug to her senses, the scene as passionate as any aggressive one night stand, but her body broken a thousand times over. Her arms gripped her opponent's shoulders, squeezing not so much to try and throw her off (and her flexed biceps made it clear she was) but needing to hold something to try and steady herself from this rapture of sensual muscle.

For a while she was in a haze until she felt an ankle pressing against her own. The sensual spell she was enraptured by momentarily broke and Yahagi grit her teeth. She'd been rendered soft and squishy... but not yet submissive. So her abs had been tamed but Yahagi was proud of her legs, enough that she wasn't going to let herself be bossed around that easily!

After all, she'd given one of these legs a rough rub and squeeze earlier.

Yahagi shut her eyes and nearly bit her lip, barely letting out a moan as the same defiance from earlier returned. Her body twitched as her tortured muscles reluctantly hardened again, smoothing and pressing harder and harder to her opponent's. Abs struggled to harden with true strength, still shaky from their pancaking but down there was another story.

Seeing as the match was so belly focused, Yahagi's lower body had suffered fairly little damage. While nearly numbed before, the wrapping of sweat lathered legs around sweat lathered legs helped warm some life back into them. Hers were spread but so were Jean's... and between the two, Yahagi reckoned she was far more dexterous in that department.

Twisting her ankle and snaking her leg around, Yahagi would try to break her leg free of her opponenent's grip, hedging on the residual pain in her leg to let her slip out.

If that worked, she'd gladly squeeze that thigh again, putting her all into the hold to hopefully cripple her movement, leaving her open for retaliation!

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Jean felt Yahagi struggling against her, trying to push back despite already being flattened against the mats. The bigger and stronger blonde wasn't going to have any of it. Yahagi had already proven herself to be quite the sensual rubbing post, and now that Jean finally had her firmly in her grasp she wasn't going to just let her go. Especially not since Yahagi had gotten her all worked up. This was the fire that Yahagi built after all, it's her own fault that she was getting burnt!

But even as Jean ground against her, she couldn't keep full control. Yahagi managed to kick a leg free, wrapping those powerful thighs around Jean's leg again and squeezing down. "Hnnngh!" Jean grunted. But unlike before, this didn't weaken or stop her at all. Even though the squeezing was painful, it was only a slight distraction from Jean's main goal.

"Is that all you know how to do?" Jean murmured. With Yahagi's legs wrapped around her own, Jean had access to attack the smaller woman's nectar pot. Flexing her thighs to weaken Yahagi's grip, Jean would press down with her powerful leg, hoping to bring her stiff muscle into contact with Yahagi's sex and grind down hard, trying to crush the woman's pussy underneath her leg and force her into a world of ecstasy!

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Like a crocodile's jaws Yahagi's legs clamped and squeezed hard enough it bordered on painful for herself. Meaty muscles worked to steely perfection crushed into the blonde's tensing legs, grinding it down with scraping and scrubbing as much as with raw power. Every inch they travelled across burned from the heat of tensed muscle grinding together, the sensations of massage-like pleasure only growing as all the meat from crotch to knee was tended to by the smaller woman's desperation. It was a squeeze nearly equivalent to a full on bearhug, the sort that had broken countless women's thigh muscles before and she was hinging on it to be a turning point in the match.

It was all she could focus on. Yahagi's own body felt crushed flat, compacted, forced to accomodate the larger shape of the woman laying upon her. Fear and indignation welled within as ecstasy and sensual curiosity waited just behind it. Her abs weren't yet broken, flattened as they were but they were starting to approach that point. Her reserves of strength pumped pound after pound of power into the maintaining of whatever flexing they could, even if they could only push Jean's back by mere millimetres at best. The blonde would feel that force, struggling valiantly and viciously for the slightest ounce of breathing room whether Jean retracted her abs for a breath or faltered for the slightest half-second.

"Don't pretend you don't enjoy it!" Yahagi shot back, wondering if Jean's annoyance was a sign of weakness.

As if fate itself was having a joke at her expense, the muscled thigh she thought she was crushing and had crushed previously crushed back. Thigh muscles she thought she'd suppressed expanded and Yahagi's ankles quickly crossed, struggling to contain the puffing and the power. Then they pressed, meeting moist mound and drawing a loud groan from Yahagi. Her thighs instinctively clenched at first, doubling the pressure as if bringing a lover close. Yet Yahagi's mouth still ran.

"Nnnggghhhhh, afraid those abs of yours can't get you out of this huh?" She taunted, hoping Jean would take the bait. Yahagi was very experienced and her sexual stamina was nothing to scoff at. Yet after the pounding she'd gotten, that strength was feeling distant, evaporated almost. In a battle of bellies, she hoped Jean would focus on solely mutual pleasure - a standard part of her old league's unwritten rules. No gropings or fingerings (except perhaps defensively) - on the offence any pleasure felt by one must be shared with the other.

This was a different league but she hoped the barb aimed at Jean's pride might shake things up.

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As Jean brought her thigh against Yahagi's hot sex, she felt the moistness coming from the smaller woman's mound. The feeling made her smile, as it showed that Yahagi was feeling just as sexually excited as she felt. The blonde was eager to make Yahagi cum as payback for being forced into orgasm earlier. Flexing her thigh, she further expanded the space between Yahagi's legs, forcing them apart using sheer strength alone as she pressed down with her solid thigh muscles, grinding hard and deep against Yahagi's pussy.

The smaller woman was really feeling it, Jean could tell as much. She tried to distract Jean with a small barb, but Jean wasn't bothered. "So you want my abs to crush you too?" she replied, her tone happy that her opponent made the challenge, "Why didn't you ask earlier? I'd be glad to oblige!"

With that, Jean tightened her abs and pressed down all the way, putting Yahagi in an utterly crushing full body grind. The pressure her thigh exerted on Yahagi's sex increased as she pushed down, her hard abs crushing her opponent's belly flat against the mat, her bigger breasts mushrooming outwards as they enveloped and pancakes Yahagi's breasts, arms flexing and pushing out to force the smaller woman to stretch to her limits. Jean was going all out now, she wanted to feel Yahagi burst underneath her like an overinflated balloon being crushed by a hydraulic press!

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As it turned out, Yahagi had made a grave mistake. One that she didn't altogether regret.

Her eyes widened as her legs were split, fear welling in the back of her head from the absurd strength that had just revealed to Yahagi the one area she thought she had parity with Jean was but an illusion. Her shock became sexual as thigh pressed crotch and a wild, aroused cry filled the air. Yahagi's abs quivered and tensed, hardening and softening, as the sheer pleasure overloaded her concentration as much putty as she was brittle metal under the blonde terror.

"Nnngghhh, y-you needed to soften me up with that crotch-shot huh?" Yahagi tried to mouth out, finding it hard to concentrate on taunts and comebacks. Her smile was there but it had... changed... it looked like it might turn into a grimace or it was a sign her control over her emotions and arousal had gone to the wayside. "S-soft tummied-"

Her words had become weak, enough that Jean maybe hadnt even heard her. What Jean would hear would be Yahagi making perhaps the most musical, ecstastic, aroused sounds she had made throughout her entire time in the league. Her muscles flexed in an instant as she felt deep sea pressure impose itself; tightening to an imrpessive flex and density, genuinely making it well known why she was so confident to grind. Yet the heavy grind and press pushed her abs down with some struggle but hardly much. Yahagi's abs flexed harder and harder, almost against her own will as the pleasure of the scrape-scrub friction fed them needy arousal.

Her breasts were crushed in the meantime and Yahagi cried out, trying to twitch and thrash but the stretching of her body made her ineffectually jerk at best. In such a state, all things were more arousing - most specifically, the thigh against her crotch. It seemed to press and even sink into her, soaking up the gradually flooding juice, more and more until.

A scream, a great warmth from her nethers, the slackening of her body... Yahagi had cummed, her abs pumping wild still hard and hungry against the press of Jean.

She lay there still and quivering, trapped under Jean... still with that gritty, defiant look.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaa, ha... a-afraid of crotch to crotch huh?" Yahagi taunted. It wasn't hard to tell she felt humiliated. Confused emotions, some angry and some enticed, play out acrross her features. Pride boiled in her voice as her words pointed and jabbed at Jean. "Not even... a fair dockup..."

She did feel annoyed... maybe cheated. It was not that she had never been the bottom but it felt a little like she'd been denied a fair exchange of sexual intimacy.

Maybe Jean was startching to catch on to her kink...

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Yahagi's orgasm felt so hot as it reverberated through Jean's body, the hot blonde's tight form pressing so deeply into Yahagi's that she could feel every motion, every squirm, every writhe of pleasure, every reverberation as Yahagi came with all the fiber in her being. It felt so good Jean almost wanted to cum with her. But the blonde held herself in check. This was to crush Yahagi to get even for before, there would be plenty of time to have mutual fun after draining Yahagi out.

But even though she had been crushed and forced to cum all over, Yahagi was still defiant. "You want to go crotch to crotch?" Jean said, looking down at her crushed opponent with a smile on her face a deep red blush on her cheeks, "Of course Yahagi! I thought you'd never ask!"

But to do that Jean had to split open Yahagi's legs. Jean decided to demonstrate her superior strength once again, taking her free leg and sliding it down Yahagi's. Her trapped thigh flexed until it made enough space, then Jean's leg slipped in between, forcefully breaking open Yahagi's formidable vice. Jean's legs would attempt to again wrap Yahagi's legs in a grapevine, forcing her to seperated her legs and split them wide open while she was still weak and recovering from cumming. Then Jean would press down with her mound against Yahagi's, pushing the heat and wetness from her hot blonde pussy into Yahagi's brunette sex.

"This is what you asked for!" Jean said as she began a slow grind, pushing down not just with her sex but her entire body, muscles tightening all over as she grated her body roughly into Yahagi's to shave away her hard muscles. But the focus of this attack was on their pussies, as their hot mounds squashed together tightly, their mutual wetness acting as lube to allow their pussies to slide against each other, throbbing hot clits pressed so tightly together it felt like they were about to burst!

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Yahagi's body felt like it was weighed down under a car crash. A car crash made of hot muscles and hotter lust. In the moment Jean taunted her, Yahagi felt as if she was trapped in a trance, her opponent's golden hair and bright grin silhouetted against the neon glare above. Her own body felt tired, spent practically, weaker than her resolve. She couldn't help but fume at Jean's cockiness, how she squashed her so easily, how she was enjoying it and how much she hated that she was her squeeze toy. It all felt so bad and so good. She was not sure which characteristic ware more dominant. Freshly cummed, Yahagi's lower body felt empty and numb, her legs trying to curl with her very toes furling up, still feeling ghosts of the squashing sensations from earlier.

No clapback awaited Jean's ears as she squashed down again, Yahagi grunting out hoarsely. Warmth and power crushed onto her body as she found herself not moaning but clenching jaws and growling. Her muscles still sore and needy flexed up again, flaring with desperate power only to mold against Jean's. Her abs, her wonderful abs, simply went to down. Yahagi's tightened for flashes of impressively brilliant hardness, forced back into her tummy as her stomach plateaued, head rolling back as cries of exertion, agony, and pleasure sounded out. Her crotch twitched and squirted, her sensations deadened from already having had cummed; a few more squirts emerged as Yahagi's breasts quivered, scrubbing nips over nips with Jean while her helpless legs tried to kick and jerk against her cuff-like prison.

Squirts continued as heat built up, Yahagi's arousal feeling like it was taking agonizingly long under the squashing steamroller press over her whole body, half-hearted moans sounding out as she felt her once boundless strength melting away. Jean could feel it too; muscles that once could somewhat resist her own turned soft as if mimicking the consistency of mashed potatoes. She was slack not from exhaustion; she could feel the latent resistance from hardening muscles. Yet those were muscles simply reacting to stimulation; the person beneth them was almost a plaything now. One she could do with almost however she pleased with but perfunctory resistance.