Honie B. Vs Moira P. - Falling In The Pot

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Neither gal seemed to want to lose the moment, with Moira setting in for the long haul all the whilst Honie began to bruise her lower back - whilst crushing her head all the more, needless to say!

As either gal became as red faced as could be, the need for air was for sure reaching a critical point in either heavyweight. Only, there was only one who could actively abandon this scenario in search of it - Honie couldn't exactly ask Moira to back off so she could catch a breather!

Control was of course in Moira's possession, but it aided little in the face of the two pronged counter from Honie. She could have continued her face sit a good while more - a good few minutes at least, for sure - but at the rate Honie was going, Moira would have either have been rendered limp from the waist down thanks to those strikes to her back, or outright out cold from the scissors!

"HYYHH-FINE..!" Pain and annoyance all at once reaching a limit, Moira roughly shoved her rear down one final time before using that heave to practically bounce off of Honie's face. Doing so to her feet, or at least to one of them as the opposing knee pressed to the canvas, Moira would look to twist her body free of the mighty legs around her head if they hadn't already released. Before near enough falling to the ropes, for a much needed gasp for air!

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This battle of endurance continued between the two heavyweights, but Honie ultimately won! Eventually, Moira couldn't take anymore of Beatrice bruising her back with those punches, or squeezing her silly with those muscular thighs! Honie was relieved when Moira finally got off of her, as she couldn't take much more smothering either!

Sadly for Ms. Bea, her opponent just had to get off in a less than ideal way. She pressed her massive rear on Honie face again, very hard if I might add. "NNGHH!" Honie muffled in response. Then she finally bounced right off of the brawny bee's mug! This simultaneously got Moira out of Honie's vice grip-like thighs, leaving both heavyweights free to gasp and pant for air.

Honie would try to will herself up before Moira, seeing that her opponent had fallen to a knee. She needed to strike first, in order to turn this match back in her favor. "BUUUZZZZZ!" Honie suddenly cried, after see regained enough oxygen to attack. She ran towards her foe, before going for a spear. And if successful, and in the ideal position, Honie would follow things up with a breast smother, pushing her large boobs down onto her adversary's mug!

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Moira wouldn't be given time to breathe - something she direly needed in comparison with Honie, which itself was hardly a surprise. For whilst both big gals were deprived of air, it was Honie who had both cardio and then some on the curvy brunette. A brunette who was all too used to having matches in which she barely had to move at all, whilst smothering and squeezing her opponent into a state of bliss!

Knocked off her feet despite her efforts to steady herself, Honie's arms were practically around the head of the brunette before she had even hit the canvas. With Honie's heavy bust being weaponised - a shock in itself given the size of Honie's rear in comparison - Moira's hands straightened out and spasmed nigh immediately. Her breathless state now made ten times worse, Moira could see the spots in her eyes begin to form. Spots that formed over nothing but darkness albeit, as Moira simply couldn't see nor breathe outside of Honie's big pair!

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After tackling Moira to the canvas in a spear, Honie followed up with an air-denying breast smother! And given that Moira in particular still needed some recovery time, things weren't looking too good for the larger heavyweight! Honie's large bust completely enveloped Moira's face, in a considerably softer prison than the bee's firm, meaty backside. But although the Heroine of the Beehive liked smothering with her boobs, she adored smothering with her bum.

With that being said, she'd decided to switch things up! After allowing her suffocating boobs to weaken Moira even more, Honie pushed herself up and transitioned into a facesit. In a fluid motion, the thick-bottomed bee parked her plump peach on Moira's face. "As a fellow smother-er, you know facesitting is a way to assert dominance, yes?" Honie teased, grinding her overwhelming backside on Moira's face. "Well we've both been smothered, but I'll be left on top! Nice match though, girl. Buzz. Buzz."

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Moira pushed and heaved, but Honie wasn't letting up her grip for anything. She was squeezing down on Moira's head with enough force to pop it clean off the brunettes neck, right up until Moira began to turn a shade limp. From there, Honie would turn a dominant posture into an unbeatable one, as she opted to put her gigantic rear to perfect use.

Sliding her figure across Moira's features in a manner so quick the brunette wouldn't be given time to scream, it was all too apparent now just how spent the heavier gal was. Her breathes were becoming all the more hotter; which in turn made Honie's rear all the sweatier; which in turn then made the face sit even worse.

Moira couldn't win!

She'd flap her arms one final time but not in the direction of Honie's rear - this time in the imagined direction of the nearest ropes. But with the nearest set being too far away, it was a quick flap for Moira's arms, as the brunette began to sink into a state of unconsciousness...

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Honie used her hefty behind with the intent to finish what her busty boobs started, the process of smothering poor Moira out cold! The bee's massive rear, both literally and symbolically squashed any hope Moira had of escaping. The final nail in the coffin came from the subdued woman reaching for the ropes, which were well out of reach. A rope break wouldn't be possible!

"You can sit up if you want, buddy. But you're not leaving my badonkadonk quite yet." Honie teased, while asserting her dominance . After Moira's wrists fell to the mat, Beatrice grabbed them in either of her arms. Afterwards, Honie clenched her glutes, which firmly squeezed the trapped woman's head. Then Honie would stand up, forcing her opponent to sit up, face wedged ear-deep in the bee's queenly posterior the whole time! The crowd cheered, as Ms. Bea executed a standing butt smother. And with this impressive showcase of booty strength complete, Honie would look to send her fellow heavyweight to sleep!

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Moira wanted to sit-up, but she didn't want Honie to move with her. She'd hope her foe would stumble amid the motion, so that Moira would be allowed to raise her head to freedom. Instead, Honie near enough clamped down with her massive butt, to ensure Moira couldn't move her face at all! Sweat would continue to build on Moira's warm face, with both her own and Honie's perspiration dripping off onto the rest of the brunettes body. Shiny curves became all the shinier as the torment went on, with Moira soon head to toe in a pleasant gleam. One that accentuated her heaving bust - albeit it would soon heave less and less, as Moira's placement in this match-up was soon decided.

With whatever air leaving her rapidly, a final slap of Honie's thighs would be Moira's last act before the muscular bee would take either wrist in her hand. Now fully trapped, any attempt by Moira to tap out would be difficult and then some for the official to see. She certainly couldn't verbally submit.

Attempts by the referee to close in and check on Moira's submission status would bare fruit in a different manner, as she pushed down to all fours with her head as close to Moira as she dared. She didn't need to raise a arm of Moira to see her state.

"SHE'S OUT...!" A long stare at Moira would be followed by a call to the timekeeper, as the official pushed to her knees to raise her arms to signal the match was over. Before she'd look to turn to Honie, to tell her the same!

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Sadly for Moira, she would not receive any oxygen, during the skillful transition from a facesit to a standing butt smother. Honie used her powerful glutes to squeeze her foe's head, leaving them unable to escape for even a brief movement. Though it wasn't specially the heroine's intention, Honie had left unconsciousness as Moira's only way of defeat, the wrists-bound heavyweight now unable to clearly tap out! So as fate would have it, Moira's movements and moans would soon cease. And the referee came to confirm it. Honie's capable but now fully conquered adversary had been knocked out!

"Sweet!" Honie buzzed, hearing the news of her victory! She finally relaxed her glute muscles and released her grip on Moira's wrists, allowing Moira to flop to the mat. The smothered out woman would hit the canvas back-first, her busty body also jiggling quite a bit on impact. Honie smiled and waved, as the crowd cheered for her, fully satisfied with the performance of both curvy, heavyweight combatants!

"Let's get you somewhere more comfortable, bud." In an impressive display of both strength and sportsmanship, Honie would lift all 230lbs of Moira off the mat. Now carrying the worn out girl on her muscular back, Honie would make her exit with the slumbering Moira, intending to bring her to a better place to recover backstage. The heroine was kind-hearted, despite how torturous her smothers could be. And said smothering had once again picked up a win for her here!

Winner Via Smother K.O: Honie B. Bea