Squeeze a day... ['Drifter' Vs Moira Pandela]

[thesteedman]

The suicide charge of Drifter's had proven to be a surprisingly efficient and deadly move for the lightweight wrestler, having developed it in recent matches. Despite her height and build, she launched herself with such speed and precision that she essentially made herself into a dangerous projectile. Clara hated the move since Drifter herself did not come out of it unscathed; essentially turning herself into a weapon, but the damage was greater to those she clashed against at high intensity. It proved effective against all classes, and Drifter was confident Moira would feel the full impact of it...

The issue was the one single flaw to this attack, which Drifter was discovering for the first time against her grappler opponent. As Drifter rocketed towards her, gaining momentum, she realised all at once that for this attack to work, she needed a very specific amount of space, requiring her target to be against the turnbuckle. Moira was not quite as stunned as Kay had been hoping, and her eyes went wide when the entire process of her attack was undone by a mere step forwards. That single step placed Moira in the position Drifter used to launch and propel herself, and as such... the attack was a bust!

It felt like running against a wall... a firm yet somehow soft wall given the lustrous build of her opponent, but still containing the unmoveable properties of such a structure all the same. The air was slammed from Kay's lungs as she essentially just ran right into Moira. Such was the momentum that she should have bounced off her, but those deadly arms managed to catch her around the waist in brutal fashion. The situation became worse than Kay could anticipate... already dazed from the impact, she barely even registered she had been hoisted upwards, that was until it was too late. By the time some of the cobwebs were clearing, the sound of a heavy impact sounded out, as Kay shouted out in pain!

Moira slammed her down with an impressive spine buster-esque style power move, the entire ring shaking from the devastating impact. Drifter felt pain seer through her spine, making her bridge... what little she could anyway, as Moira remained on top of her, smothering her hips with her impressive chest as powerful arms remained around her waist, locking in a grounded bearhug! This was not what was supposed to happen, as Drifter groaned in a pained and exhausted manner, her bare stomach straining as she writhed and struggled against Moira's gruelling embrace!

[Devilish53]

It was difficult to anger Moira Pandela, but when she was in pain she was less likely to hold back. Though Drifter shouldn't have taken Moira's efforts in the squeeze to heart - Moira wasn't out to break her in two because she disliked her! But simply because she wanted a little revenge, not to mention finally slow the Drifter down!

With her body weight adding to the hold, there was no space for Kay to move and even less space for her to breathe. All of Moira's heavy figure was pressing down on her hips and tummy, crushing the considerably smaller gals waistline in even when Moira wasn't flexing. Never mind when she actually was!

Letting loose a little war cry, the Drifter would find her shoulders leaving the canvas as Moira began to pull! Forcing her smaller foe into an arch, Moira would have Kay's midriff pressed up into her own, with her hips and head still against the canvas! A perfect position for Moira to squeeze and pull in earnest, as she tried to force a nice long wheeze from her foe!

[thesteedman]

Moira began to put the hurt on now. Where she had been taking things easy, Drifter was now feeling the true brutality of her embrace. It had been bad enough being trapped below her body weight with those powerful arms around her slender core, but Moira soon began to crush with a bearhug added on. Not only that, she pulled against her bare midriff, forcing Drifter into a unique and devastating looking arch, her back in a C shape from hips to shoulders as Drifter's head touched the mat.

Her bare stomach docked against Moira's, flexing and straining to try and endure, as a long winded and exhausted moan was pressed from Kay in the gruelling hold. A few clicks and creaks sounded out, and it was a small blessing but minute at that that Drifter was so deceptively flexible, otherwise it would have been too much for her to handle. Not that she was exactly handling the hold right now. It was clear Kay was in trouble... the two made for a sensual sight, with two scantily clad women in a deep embrace. There was very little sensual about it for Drifter herself, feeling as if Moira was trying to squeeze the very life from her alluring form.

Her toes curled and her back arched a little more, feeling the squeeze deepen. In desperation, Kay wrapped her arms around Moira's head... it was not a move she would normally do, but Kay was running out of options and air! She brought Moira's face into her chest, locking in a frontal headlock akin to a bearhug around her neck and head, looking to lock in a counter submission of her own. Kay still had some strength, but even she knew it would not be enough to turn the tide... she was just buying time...

She glanced around in pained and exhausted desperation, looking to see if the ropes were nearby...

[Devilish53]

Moira was really starting to go all out in her efforts to make the Drifter gasp and cry. This gal was evidently too nimble to let go of again - with Moira being absolutely sure that had Kay managed to slip free of her grasp yet again, she'd of chopped down at the tree that was her heavy frame until it collapsed! She wouldn't get this chance again!

Baring her teeth as she arched her back, Moira's gigantic breasts would serve to arch the Drifter all the more in her colossal hug. In thrusting her chest out, Moira had also made it harder for Kay to lock in a solid grip around Moira's head and neck - given that her lightweight foe now had longer to reach with her arms.

Though despite her dominant, near full-weight hug, Kay was holding fast!

Tighter and tighter the arms of the heavy brunette would mind, practically forcing her curvy midriff to envelop the tout core of Kay, but she still wasn't giving in! At this rate, Moira felt she'd have to settle for squeezing her foe outright out cold - given Kay seemed too stubborn to realise she was now nothing more than the heavyweights squeeze toy!

[thesteedman]

Drifter was in trouble!

Moira's arms locked tighter around her exposed core, forcing a pained moan from Kay's increasingly air starved lungs. What was visible of her alluring stomach was straining so much it looked like her abs might burst at any moment. Drifter arched in a flexible manner, her arms reaching out, her toes curling and her back curving into a C like shape whilst her heels arched! Her mouth was agape as a small line of drool slid down the side of her gaping mouth as Moira began to squeeze and crush her lightweight form with little mercy.

The sight was brutal to witness as the two scantily clad women struggled, with Moira getting the clear upper hand with her devastating bearhug, but it was all very intoxicating, a true sight to behold with a rare appearance of Drifter wearing very little, her body docked up against that of Moira's own bikini clad form. There was no chance of Drifter escaping the bearhug by force. There was no leverage to strike, and she simply could not match Moira's heavyweight strength as she continued to sap the energy from her body with her gruelling bearhug.

By now, Drifter was glistening with sweat, her body being tested beyond what it could handle, with only Drifter's unreal will keeping her from tapping out. It was obvious she was hurting though, as she gasped out loud and moaned in clear pain and exhaustion. Any efforts to move or push against Moira were quickly squeezed out of her, and it was clear that time was very much against her. Her chest heaved and fell deeply, Drifter almost panting. Her lower back was in agony, as Kay looked down at the impossible grasp around her stunning and slender form.

Kay knew she had to work... she would not go down without a fight. It was hard to think whilst she was being squeezed long and hard, but Kay had to do something. Despite how much it pained her, Drifter wrapped her arms around Moira's head. It was a firm grip but nothing else, her arms covering her ears. She could not smother her, nor apply any pressure to force a headlock... it was more to support herself as she tried to position. It was then she attempted to swing one of her legs around, hoping to clash her bare heel against the back of Moira's knee!

No doubt it was all desperation at this point, but she hoped to make Moira stumble, at least just a little bit, as all Kay needed was for Moira to make a few steps towards the ropes, before Drifter would attempt to hook her other heel towards the middle rope in an attempt for a rope break escape!

[Devilish53]

The drifter wasn't backing down, even in the face of Moira squeezing her dry. Tighter and tighter those firm arms squeezed, and whilst Kay wasn't in any danger of being outright crushed by the muscle of Moira, the sheer size difference between them put Kay at huge risk of being utterly deprived of oxygen!

Holding on as tightly as she could, Moira felt the sweat pour off her own cheeks as she committed herself to the task of wringing Kay dry. Uninterested in simply laying flat as the brunette tried to do so, the Drifter's arms would be around Moira's head yet again as if to hold on. Before she swung in her legs, to weaken Moira's base!

With her thick thighs already aching, Moira wouldn't fight against the strikes of the Drifter but instead roll with them. Her foe wouldn't be far from grabbing the ropes, but doing so would become all the more an impossible task as Moira willingly gave way with her bottom half. Before letting her legs loosely wrap around Kay - akin to a giant koala!

Moira was interested to see what state her foe would be in after trying to drag herself to the ropes with Moira sandbagging her all the way!

"HYAAAAA...!"

[thesteedman]

It was good thinking on Drifter's part, showing how resourceful the lightweight could be, but Moira was onto it. Rather than stumble and lose balance, Moira proved that she was a quick thinker too, and knew if she kept the course, Drifter would be clutching the ropes and in turn her freedom. Instead, Moira simply let the momentum against her prevail, dropping down sharply rather than parade a lack of balance. That way, the favour swung even more into her side of things, as Drifter grunted out, feeling the effect of a heavy slam. Now grounded, and out of reach of the ropes, the lightweight began to pull, but the exhaustion and weight of Moira's pressing down upon her was becoming too much!

Gasping out, Drifter knew she was in trouble, and Moira only further secured her form, as large and powerful legs wrapped around her hips to further bind her.
"Uugh! Oh... Oh no...." Drifter gasped out in a breathless whisper of panic. She was done for, and the blue haired slender beauty knew it. Despite knowing a terrible fate awaited her, the Drifter would not stop struggling and fighting, but she knew deep down there was little left in the tank. She had not the strength to strike her way out, not the energy to try and slip free and be slippery. She was trapped, powerful arms wringing her body dry of oxygen as Moira continued to bearhug her exposed midriff.

Kay's mouth opened wide as her chest rose and fell deeply. Her toes curled and her head whipped back, a moan slipping from her parting lips as she was placed in a constant and oppressing squeeze. Her body glistened with sweat much like Moira's own form, as she writhed and struggled, near panting out from being constricted so tightly. Her writhing and arching gifted Moira with a splendid view of her straining midriff, a marvel of a sight to behold as Drifter stretched her form in a finally and useless effort to try and make space to slip free. It was no good... the Canadian blue haired beauty was now at the mercy of her captor. Their scantily clad forms grinding together in a deadly struggle in which there was seemingly a clear winner.

[Devilish53]

Pressing into the Drifter with her weight alone was a move that could have ended a match. Never mind the squeeze. But both, applied in relentless fashion on a opponent half her size? Many in the audience were amazed the Drifter was still awake, never mind actively struggling. Though soon enough, said struggles would damped down until they were nothing but Kay pawing at the air.

Having gone full force into her crushing hold, Moira would finally begin to move again. With her left hand holding her right wrist, she'd press her right hand to the floor to aid in propping herself up. With her legs straddling the Drifter, she'd finally let her weight off of her foe as she pushed up to her knees, as if going for a full stand. Before abruptly changing her mind!

"Actually..." Moira hummed, all too aware of the Drifter's almost inhuman levels of endurance as she easily ragdolled her opponent upwards. Though instead of going for a full stand with her opponent in tow, she'd seek to slide Kay up until the smaller gals rear was upon her knee. Where Moira would resume her squeeze!

This time arching the Drifter horrifically over her crushing arms, with her huge chest pushing against the lightweights to arch her back all the more!

With Kay's legs inadvertedly forced to straddle Moira's hips - no doubt with them soon kicking out behind Moira herself, likely to zero avail!

[thesteedman]

There was little reprise to be found when the weight of Moira lifted from Drifter's form. She groaned out, glad to be able to draw some breath in and finally be relieved of the crushing weight of her opponent, but it was short lived! For one, she was still trapped in those oppressing arms, feeling the deep squeeze against her slender form... It felt like Moira was about to stand, but part way through the motion, she stopped when she was on one knee, slipping her bare leg between Drifter's thighs to keep her propped up and bound in her embrace.

Kay gasped breathlessly, her body glistening with sweat, giving the lightweight a stunning look that enthralled all present. Always clad in tomboyish clothing, it was a rarity to witness Kay so exposed in little more than her sporty underwear. The entire experience was not helped by Moira's own dashing and scantily clad form, her amazing body barely contained by the two piece bikini that she donned, with both women glistening in the ring lights. In a sudden shift of momentum, the embrace shifted, as Moira soon ragdoll Drifter, before sinking in a deeper squeeze upon her waist!

Drifter called out in exhausted agony, running her hands through her own hair as she was arched deep, her back curving into a C like shape over Moira's powerful and crushing arms. They could be seen almost digging into Drifter's lower spine, as her outstretched midriff strained and tensed from the growing constriction! The hold looked brutal, but also looked sensual, given the suggestive positioning of both women as Kay pried against Moira's arms and shoulders. It felt like it was time for Kay to tap out... but the young woman simply was not capable of it. She moaned out, writhing as the referee went to check on her, asking if she wanted to give. Kay shook her head in defiance, no doubt a notion that was good for Moira to see... whilst she probably took no pleasure in the torture, there was certainly something captivating about squeezing the scantily clad Drifter. Her legs were wrapped around Moira's hips loosely, her toes curling tightly as her head whipped back...

Drifter tried to look around despite how much she was drained and how each breath became more strained... she looked for the ropes... she looked for anything... desperate for salvation!

[Devilish53]

Moira continued on and on, her arms squeezing so tight you'd have to look close to even see the midriff trapped within. Moira's already gigantic bust looked simply insane what with something so tightly to squeeze against it, as the brunette continued to pour strength into squeezing the Drifter into oblivion. There was no hatred from the brunette, nor desire to break her smaller foe in two. Kay could have given up at any moment, and Moira would have released her grip nigh instantly. She was simply committed to the task before her - there was nothing personal to be had in squeezing Kay dry like this!

Soon enough standing, with her smaller foe so light in her arms Moira could have easily have released one mitt and not had the girl slide an inch, Moira used the newfound position to worsen Kay's hell all the more. Tucking her head forward, the previously vertical Drifter would find Moira's cheek bullying against her collarbone - not to nudge her back, but to outright shove her! With Moira's grip forcing her to literally bend in half, as Moira put what flexibility she had into arching her own figure forward. In an effort to fold Drifter back as if she was closing a book!

With the breathing of Moira picking up, given the top heavy brunette was expending quite a bit of strength in bending as far forward as she did - with Kay still within her crushing vice!