Muscles against Curves: Nachi and Nagato vs Maria and Calista

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Body to body and submissions only tag match.

Wrestlers are only allowed to use either submission holds or attacks that involve body to body contact such as splashes, bearhugs, body pins and so on.

Victory conditions: orgasm, tap out, knock out, or submit an opponent while pressed body to body.

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With only an inch of height difference, Nachi and Nagato together were two of the most imposing sights that had ever walked down the ramp to the LAW ring. Both of them seemed sculpted not from stone but steel, every inch of their bodies bristling with perfectly contoured muscle. Nagato was the bigger of the two, her massive bust looking as hard as the bumpy hills of belly muscle that flexed ever so slightly as she strode down the ramp on chicken wing dense thighs, her mountainous arms gaining both the fear and admiration of men and women alike. She was heavily armoured with strength and seemed to dwarf Nachi until one actually saw her up close. Nachi's build wasn't as bulky but it looked dense and sharply toned; whereas Nagato was raw and unpolished, every inch of her partner's muscle was honed to a sharp, sanded perfection. Her muscles only really had any bulging qualities in her arms and legs where they looked like perfectly smoothed pillars. Her breasts while impressive and teardrop shaped, had little raw bulk or droop; they looked as tight as her. Her abs while flatter, looked like pressure-crushed rocks arranged into armour plating formations, looking like they could give one's hand a rash if they rubbed over them.

Both women didn't show much emotion beyond quiet focus and stoicism, handsome as they were powerful. They did no flaunt their scantily clad bodies, simply stepping over the ropes and moving to the far right corner of the ring. Nachi did not lean as some wrestlers might; she stood impassively with arms crossed under her breasts, not supporting them as some would to emphasize their size. Her face was the sharper of the two, honing in on the ramp with an almost harsh gaze that made her appear older than she truly was. Nagato was less judgemental or harsh even if she did look and was a little older. Leaning against the ropes, she gave those behind her a slight show of her powerful back and her bikini bottom slightly riding up her rump but there was little sensual undulation or sway. She too was awaiting their curvy challengers; it would be nice to finally mash body to body with a L.A.W. heavyweight in the ring.

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The pair of women approaching the ring could not be more different than the ones who were currently in it. While Nachi and Nagato exuded icy determination from their steely bodies, Calista and Maria seemed to embody sensuality and passion. No sculptor could capture the essence of their bodies; their every step, every movement caused their soft curves to sway or heave. Their presence was to be experienced in the moment, in motion.

Maria had the softer body of the two and was the more gregarious. She was more than happy to flaunt her body with a delighted grin to cheering crowd, her generous assets barely contained by her gold bikini. Calista was larger, thicker and much more reserved yet she still walked with the confident swagger of a woman who knew exactly how attractive she was. A ghost of a smile touched her lips, warm yet somehow mischievous. Her thick figure was joy to behold yet if one looked closely they could see she was much more solidly built than she first appeared.

As the pair climbed into the ring and took to their corner they regarded the opposition. Calista's eyes lingered on their powerful bodies, smiling appreciatively. Maria was much more irreverent, catching the severe glare of Nachi, she stuck her tongue out impishly. Turning to each other, Maria flashed a bright grin, tilting her head slightly as she crossed her arms behind her back. Calista responded with a chuckle and mild shrug before climbing over the ropes to remain on the apron. It seemed Maria was going to be first one to compete from her team! She leant forward with her palms resting on her thighs, her heavy breasts swaying slightly as she waited to see who would be the first to challenge her.

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Nachi wasn't impressed by her body; mentally she was picking it apart as perhaps a bit flabby and lacking in dense volume. At least, whatever flexing muscle she could see. In a body to body match like this, it was inevitable both parties were going to be rubbing together frequently and once arousal set in, you couldn't hide your true strength for long. Every inch of you would feel like volatile gas trapped in an airtight prison. And she'd love to feel what strength both these women were hiding under their curves. She knew it wasn't flab; it was too solid and firm even if it jiggled.

The taller wrestler strode forwards, casually stretching her arms with hands on each elbow. Her powerful abs glistened under the neon lights and it was hard to tell which was more beautiful; hers or her partner's. Yet there they were, flexed lightly and confidently as if she knew they were superior to Maria's. Her confident expression suggested she didn't think much of Maria but she watched her closely. She had expertise in belly to belly matches but was a veteran wrestler; her hands clenched her elbows tightly, ready to swing down to snatch Maria if the situation called for it.

"I hope that tummy of yours is hiding more than baby fat." She spoke as-a-matter-of-factly. She leaned back to push her own forwards a little, daring Maria to go against it body to body.

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Maria could tell Nachi didn't think much of her physique. She didn't hold it against her: it was only natural for someone who obviously worked so hard to push their body to peak performance to be pretty proud of it. Maria simply smiled as she approached her opponent, quietly eager to see just how good Nachi's body would feel against hers.

"A little bit of belly never hurt anyone!" Maria joked as she responded to Nachi's challenged by pressing her body against her and flexing to firm up her body. While Maria lacked the sculpting touch of a disciplined workout regimen, hiding just below the surface of her curvy body was a firm bedrock of natural muscle that, while not as iron hard as her opponent's, was more than enough to let her stand a chance against her!

Maria would attempt to wrap her arms around Nachi's waist, pulling her tightly against her but not quite squeezing, gently forcing not only their bellies but also their chests together. Maria was curious to see if she had her beat in that department!

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As she moved to wrap her arms, Nachi did the same. One went over Maria's shoulder, the other around her side, locking her into an unusual bearhug-like position that. Nachi's breasts certainly weren't as large; like her body they were impressive in size but had little flab or some might whisper fat. She didn't seem dissuaded however, caring little as their firm, droplet shape retained their density as they dug into Maria's weightier spherical breasts.

To her, Maria's breasts were pleasant. Not resistant or stiff but like fleshy playdough, massaging and kissing every inch of her own tits. It was a familiar sensation, when that sent prickles and tingles across her body but it wasn't enough to distract her. Yet on the front of their bellies it was a different story. Even when barely flexed, Nachi's body was tough and hard. Against the curves of Maria, she had a distinct advantage.

Tightening her grip around her opponent's waist, the heavyweight arched her tummy outwards, sending slightly tensed abs ramming then digging into Maria's tummy. She'd simply pull her closer, aiming to squish in and see if she could find muscles inside. Once she reached that bedrock, she'd tighten them hard, grinding those millstone belly muscles against the surface of her opponent's inner muscles, trying to see if she could arouse them into emerging fully.

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Maria's curvy form seemed to envelop whatever parts of Nachi's body the came across. Her soft and silky skin flowed over the hard body of her opponent yet Nachi's tough figure was almost entirely unaffected. A lesser wrestler would have found her flesh yielding to weight and pressure, the air and resistance softly being pressed out of her body. Nachi Kuroda, however, could never be described as a lesser wrestler.

In fact, it seemed Maria was on the losing end of the struggle. It was unique experience for her, being pressed so tightly forced her to become very aware of not only her own body but Nachi's as well. Every muscle, every inch of flesh cried out for her attention in an almost overwhelming overload of sensory information. Nachi's belly grinding caused to gasp from the sensation. Her usually dormant muscles began to harden, trying desperately to match the firmness of the ones that ground against them.

When Maria began to feel the barest tingles of fatigue in her muscles and she began to regret her lack of gym time. While she could manage, her body wasn't nearly as used to keeping muscle tension up for prolonged periods of time as Nachi's. If she kept going, Nachi would grind her down, slowly but surely. If she wanted to win, she'd have to use every advantage she could get so she began to move her arms up slightly, attempting to wrap them around Nachi's upper body. Then she would try to give her amazonian opponent a breathtaking squeeze, targeting her rib cage directly, attempting to reduce her muscle tension by draining her energy!

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Being so physically intimate with her opponent, Nachi felt the way her body tensed and stretched, flexed and flattened, maintaining eye contact as rigid as her militant musculature the entire time. She could feel her arms moving and in a body to body and submission only match, it wasn't hard to tell what was coming next. Nachi's arms were already around Maria; her powerful biceps could be felt against the left side of the curvier woman's neck and right below her armpit.

She knew that if Maria couldn't defeat her abs directly, her breasts were next. Still, she had to give her credit; the girl could squeeze. Before Nachi could react, the python pressure had shifted from her belly up to her breasts and Nachi's face heated up. The massive pressure of those mounds was immense; they seemed soft and pillowy at first but when combined with the heavyweight's immense strength, became condensed and crushing. Voluptuousness had proven it could match muscles and Nachi begrudgingly had to admit her smaller tits, slowly flattening and condensed from the two way squeeze, were at a disadvantage.

However, Nachi was an experienced wrestler. As one of the relatively less stacked heavyweights, this wasn't an unfamiliar scenario to her. Neither were the solutions floating in her head. The easiest one was to simply go from hug to slam.

Squeezing with her densely muscled arms, both her hands would grab their opposing limbs in a short but painful bout of crushing pressure. Leaning backwards, Nachi held her breath to further tense and harden her body. If this was successful, Maria would be lifted a few inches off the ground, her body partially resting on Nachi's, feeling her muscular architecture resisting her weight. Nachi would then throw her body forwards, aiming to crush Maria's softer form with a fully flexed body to body slam.

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Maria allowed herself a triumphant little grin as she felt her massive tits flatten out Nachi's smaller pair. Even so, it didn't seem to her that Nachi was getting any weaker, despite how hard she was squeezing but she supposed it was to be expected that a woman with such an amazing physique had the endurance to match it.

Just as Maria was about to increase the pressure on her hard-bodied opponent, Nachi beat her to it. The curvy Brazilian squealed as she crushed by her muscular foe, her soft body easily compressed by Nachi's amazonian strength! Her legs kicked wildly as Maria was lifted off the ground but it was for only a moment before Nachi slammed her to the ground with her entire body behind it!

The impact knocked the wind right out of Maria, but she had something worse to worry about. Nachi's dense figure might as well have been made of stone for the ease of which it squashed her yielding flesh beneath it!

The body press left her gasping and she knew she'd be in trouble if it lasted for long so Maria tried to turn the tables by attempting to roll over and force Nachi beneath her thick figure instead! If she was successful, she'd try and pin her adversary's arms above her head and grapevine her legs to restrain her so she'd be forced endure being engulfed by Maria's generous curves, with gravity and her considerable weight working over the well-built powerhouse!

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Nachi's immense weight was like a close range hammerblow and it wasn't long before her body was in motion; legs spreading out and ready to capture Maria's. Yet the other heavyweight was quick to act, throwing her weight into a roll to reverse their positions. It was a sudden motion, one that could catch many off guard, but Nachi was on high alert. Maria had demonstrated her craftiness well but she wasn't the only one capable of pulling out curve balls.

Perhaps the biggest part of controlling the ground game wasn't one's arms or body but the legs. If you controlled them, you controlled the opponent. Typically, this meant simply squeezing an opponent on top of oneself but Nachi wanted to try something different.

If she was successful, they'd be in an interesting position; on their sides namely. Nachi's powerful thighs would go from toned to tense and powerful and Maria's left leg would be crushed between their purely muscled weight. It would appear as if two iron clamps had crushed a piece of raw meat between them, ankles crossing behind the curvier woman as Nachi methodically began to grind her thighs up and down. Where their legs were the thickest would smush and crush into one another, the top of Nachi's thighs nudging her crotch.

Nachi would also attempt to add another dimension of painfulness to the hold. She would attempt to keep the bearhug in place but rather than just squeezing Maria, she'd attempt to pull and crank her head and shoulders towards her. With her single thigh not only being crushed and rubbed but also used to anchor her in place, Nachi would pull her arm and shoulders off to the left, attempting to cross her body over Maria's diagonally and stretch her in two different directions; legs crushing one way, arms twisting the other.

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Maria had felt pretty pleased with herself. Briefly. While her plan was good, her muscular opponent had her own designs and she was much better equipped to enact them! She did manage to escape from being squashed beneath Nachi, but the amazon managed to prevent a full reversal.

Before thick-figured Brazilian could even react, she felt a monstrous ache as Nachi began to crush her leg between her powerful thighs! Maria let out a wail as her meaty thigh was ground to a pulp by the hard-bodied beauty. Not only that, but Nachi's thighs applied some stimulating pressure to her crotch and between that and the intimate contact, Maria found her panting and moaning despite herself.

To make matters even worse, the ruthless bodybuilder began to wrench and twist her curvy captive's body in the opposite direction of her leg with her draining grounded bearhug! Her body wracked with spasms of pain and pleasure as a result of being stretched out and ground down by Nachi's skillfully applied prison of holds, Maria was reduced to futile writhing and squealing as her opponent dominated her!


Calista watched from the apron, her brow furrowed with worry. She had no doubt that Maria was strong, but much more of a lover than fighter and her ground and technical skills were particularly weak. She knew if Maria didn't have something up her sleeve, her amazonian opponent was going to eat her alive!