Clash of the Colossuses: Ionel Thompson vs Watami Matsuda

[LunarOcean]

Might muscles grinded and grinded, the sound of abdominal rubbing audible to the frontal rows as impressive builds scraped and scrubbed for dominance. Yet a poor choice of words from Ionel flicked a switch in her matronly opponent. Before she could throw in qnother, a fist slammed into her gut and Ionel stumbled backwards, back touching the ropes as a massive gulf lay between both women as Ionel growled in response. That had hurt; like an armour-piericng missile the punch went through the toughness of her abs and into the meat beneath.

"I'll give ya credit, that's a pretty mean right hook." She spoke, grinning yet holding back a grimace. "Funny you agree to it only after you get an advantage huh?"

Ionel knew that maybe she'd aimed a little low. Maybe she deserved that. Yet she was still smiling. This was going to be interesting. Objectively, Ionel's abs were simply harder yet with a pain in her solar plexus, it was harder to focus on her hardening muscles. Both parts of her body were practically next to one another. Yet she supposed maybe this made it fair.

She raised her hands, daring her to come close and match abs with her.

"Let's see if that anger translates to some real strength!"

[Mysterdio]

Watami cared nothing for her opponent's game of posturing and little taunts. The Queenpin only obliged for her beloved as she prepared to face Ionel. Gine then snuck around to behind Ionel to begin speaking with her. "Nice muscles. You're pretty hot. I could try to....arrange something. Just don't make my wife angry." Gine whispered as she was rather turned on by this battle of 2 sexy amazons and would be happy for a little fun with Ionel.

Watami was slightly amused by her wife's antics, however she grew bored and now approached her opponent. "I agreed to this because it entertains that "little girlfriend" of mine." The Queenpin assured, however it was more matter of fact and less threatening than her previous statements. Watami flexed and grinded her abs against her foe's, grinding them in a sexy manner. Both women rubbed erotically as sweat dripped down Watami's body.

[LunarOcean]

"Heh, wait your turn missy. I'll grind you both to heaven if you get me too excited~" Ionel replied yet her eyes remained locked on the main course. Gine didn't have the size and power that Watami did. The best meat always had to be pulverized and softened. Ionel fashioned herself a chef and Watami as the main course of her career.

Muscle met muscle, hands intertwined, and steely visages faced one another. Ionel's remained cocky and confident, white teeth glistening and she scrubbed left and right, calm and relaxed. It was almost as if Watami's belly was just something she had to clean and her abs were the sponge, towel, or other such item for doing so.

Watami's however, couldn't be said to be powerless. By the way Ionel's enormous tits seemed to swell, nips peeking against the stars and stripes, she was getting more and more excited. Sweat began to manifest in droplets on her brow and shoulders as her grinds increased in aggression. Yet she could not help but feel a little sore; Watami threw a mean punch.

"I guess things are fair when I'm a little sore..." She spoke, abruptly pushing forwards, attempting a daring full body thrust to crush down Watami's tummy. Her own belly likely had a bruise and soreness with each rub was hard to deal with. So crushing Watami against her, she aimed to still her motions while slowly smoothing her down, aiming to arouse her by overwhelming friction and force!

[Mysterdio]

Gone rolled her eyes at Ionel's comment before retreating from the outside of the ring. Watami approached and her body met Ionel's intimately. Both big women's muscles rubbed and strained against the other's. Watami grunted from the strain but she could tell that Ionel was also feeling sore from the punch to her body, giving Watami a small advantage. However, Ionel stole the upper hand, crushing Watami's stomach, trying to overwhelm the Queenpin.