Karen S./Astrid A. - Dragon Slaying And Other Misendeavors (Part 2)

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Karen wanted to turn around so badly - to unleash her rights and lefts to brutalise Astrid's good looks. Match be damned, at least she'd have the satisfaction of beating the snot out of the big blonde.

But with her chesty frame so close to being back in the ring, who was Karen to throw away the match to such an unceremonious end. One that no doubt would have brought about a sequel all the same in the future. "Fuck that..." Karen hummed under her breath between her gasps, not that Astrid could hear given how low the volume was. She was going to break this gal here and now - one and done!

Though damn if Karen wasn't forced to put every bit of strength she had not into rising, but resisting the urge to outright maul Astrid. For the blonde opted to dig her hand into Karen's heavy chest flesh, purely as a means to hold on! Shaking her shoulders and thrusting back her hips was the best Karen could do in a situation like this, as she looked to perhaps budge Astrid off whilst still putting most of her focus on the task at hand.

With said task being to finally get her body back in the ring, as she pressed her chest to the ring apron whilst leaning her body far in. Before with a handful of ring fabric to each hand, she'd begin to forcibly pull herself in!

And Astrid too, no doubt, given the massive blonde was on her like a backpack!

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If someone had told Astrid this morning that she would find herself in such a situation, she would surely have laughed in that person's face. But life is a funny thing. This was very loudly evidenced by the fact that Astrid was forced to cling to her opponent's breast in order not to lose her foothold.

Both women grunted and puffed in an attempt to get back into the ring. They both didn't want the match to end this way. They haven't given each other everything they had yet. Perhaps it would not be an exaggeration to say that the Golden Dragon was not happy to be in such a situation. However, all means are good in war. Falling on the concrete floor caused her too much damage. And clutching Karen's breast was the surest way to stay in the game.

And although the blonde would have been more than happy to just let her opponent drag her into the ring, the referee left them almost no time. In addition, the blue-haired woman was not too happy about the fact that Astrid stuck to her like gum to a shoe. Moving her shoulders and ass, Karen tried to do everything possible to get rid of Astrid. But. To every action, there is always opposed an equal reaction. Therefore, the harder Karen tried to prevent the Golden Dragon, the harder the Norwegian woman squeezed her rival's breast.

But, despite this not the most unambiguous situation, Astrid understood that she had to make it easier for Karen. If they don't return to the ring in the remaining few seconds, then they will both lose. On the one hand, this option was not a complete disaster. But Astrid was not ready to agree to such a result. Therefore, the Golden Dragon pulled the bottom rope with her right hand, thereby helping their upper body parts to finally be on the edge of the ring.

"EIGHT!!!!"

Cursing everything in the world because of the pain and fatigue, Astrid let go of the rope and did the same as her rival. Still clutching Karen's left breast, in order not to give her too much freedom of movement, the Norwegian woman threw her other hand forward.

"NINE!!!!!"

With a tired growl, Astrid simultaneously made a dash forward with Karen, as a result of which both women were in the ring. The arena was filled with enthusiastic shouts from the audience, and the referee girl spread her hands to the sides, showing that both women managed to return in time. Only after that, Astrid, still breathing heavily, let go of her rival's breast. It was a hard journey. And yet... the hardest part was still ahead.

"Fuck..." Astrid said softly between breaths because of the feeling that she had just crawled a whole mile.

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Karen and, by default given her grip upon the former's frame, Astrid were back in the ring and the crowd could not have been happier. To see both heavyset, powerful women have their encounter come to an end via count out might have quiet literally ruined their night. When either Karen or Astrid were in the ring, they expected powerful displays right up until someone was pinned or submitted. Maybe even knocked out.

With both in the ring? It wasn't so much an expectation as an outright requirement. Any less would have left a sour taste in the mouths of everyone present.

Flat to her front with her legs still a little under the ropes, Karen shook her torso to fully deter Astrid's grip despite the fact the blonde was peeling away anyway. Slowly bringing her hands in front of her bosom, Karen would commit to slowly pressing herself up onto all fours, before pushing as to have herself on her knees. From there, her hands would be to her hips as her heavy chest rose and fell - her eyes soon turning to Astrid, who she imagined would be joining her in a partially upright state soon enough.

Karen, and likely the blonde before her as well, knew things would be picking up steam the moment the two were standing again. Karen was simply trying to prepare herself for the coming skirmish, given it simply could not be avoided!

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Lying on her right side, Astrid hardly realized that the match was not over yet. She never knew how to control herself. Her fiery temperament always pulled her forward like a locomotive. But as funny as it was, it was the first time she had done something so desperate. Did she think that her spear would lead to her and her opponent having to literally chew their way back to the ring? No, at the moment when she slammed her shoulder into Karen's stomach, there were nothing even close to such thoughts in her head.

But this is already a thing of the past. They both coped with it. The screams of the audience clearly said that if Karen and Astrid had not returned to the ring in time, they would never have accepted it. And, of course, the Golden Dragon was sure that such a result would never suit her and her rival. No, it couldn't end like this. Everything will end differently.

Gritting her teeth, the blonde put her palms on the mat and pushed herself up. The pain in her muscles was unbearable. It seemed to her that her body was slowly turning into stone. That was the price for her recklessness. The only good thing at that moment was that most likely Karen was in no better condition than the Norwegian woman. Speaking of Karen...

Lifting her head, the Golden Dragon discovered that her opponent was doing exactly the same thing as herself. The blue-haired woman was trying to get to her feet. Their success in this was about the same, they were both on all fours. Their eyes crossed at that moment.

And it seems that both saw only one thing in each other's eyes. War. The match will not end until one of them is under the feet of the other. Yes, they were both tired. Yes, their bodies were covered with bruises. But they both knew that they wouldn't stop no matter what. Pushing off from the mat, each of them rose to their knees.

It seemed that before starting the last round, they both intended to get up on their feet. But Astrid decided to speed things up a bit. And as soon as she got up on one knee, she would try to rush forward, simultaneously waving her right arm in order to check Karen's abs with a right uppercut!

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Karen opted to let Astrid choose the next of their dance as the two locked up, with the shorter haired of the two simply opting to follow suite. Be it a lock-up, test of strength or exchange of strikes, Karen had no issue with Astrid going first. It would provide an extra second or so of rest - which at this point was absolutely needed given the encounter at hand.

Karen's palms would be open as she stretched out her hands in front of her, though at the drop of a hat she would form them into fists if need be. Need would indeed be soon enough, as Karen's lack of speed in general to her top heavy frame allowed Astrid to land a gutbusting uppercut with the utmost precision. And power!

But where as a lesser woman might have fallen outright to the sheer might of the blondes strike, Karen merely backstepped. With the pain of the match thus far fueling her, Karen would only need a second or so to draw in the breath Astrid had just forced from her. Before firing forward as her left leg stepped in tandem - to match Astrid's punch with one of her own!

Albeit this one would be a hook, as Karen looked to outright cave in Astrid's left side as she aimed just above the hip!

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Funny. Despite the fact that they were both in far from the best condition, everything that had happened was clearly not enough for them. At least that's what Astrid felt. And the moment she rushed to Karen, she saw something like that in her eyes too. They say that the eyes are the mirror of the soul. There was a desire to crush each other in the eyes of both women.

The knuckles slammed into the blue-haired woman's stomach. It even made Karen stagger back. However, instead of falling, she straightened up to her full height, simultaneously taking a step towards the Golden Dragon. The blonde, who immediately got to her feet after the punch, widened her eyes in surprise.

She didn't have a single chance to defend herself from the punch thrown by the American woman. Karen's fist smashed into the blonde's side, just above her pelvic bone. With a painful groan, Astrid leaned forward slightly. Due to the fact that she was not too confident on her feet, she staggered and almost took a step to the side. Only at the very last moment she put her foot to the side in order to stay in place and find a firmer position.

If Karen had aimed her fist a little higher, she would have hit directly into the kidney and then the consequences would have been truly deplorable. However, this particular punch only angered the descendant of the great Vikings even more. She was going to let Karen know that the moment she threw her right hand forward.

The Golden Dragon wanted to grab her opponent's wrist. And although now was the right time to make an Irish whip, her plans were more prosaic. Astrid intended to pull Karen sharply to her, hoping that if her opponent lost her balance, she would not be able to defend herself. From what? From a short-arm elbow smash that Astrid was going to send straight into the face of the blue-haired woman.

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The slug fest was now in full swing, and Karen would have absolutely have loved to have told the masses following this match that she came out on top. But power that usually let her drop her opponents near instantly would only meet its match against Astrid. Worst still, was the fact that Astrid had actively learnt how to strike where as Karen was relying purely on her power to get through moments like these.

And needless to say, albeit for a rare change, it would not let her win the day out.

Rearing back her opposing arm the moment her fist struck Astrid's midriff, Karen found her arm swinging but no contact would be made. At least on her end.

Effectively stepping into Astrid's retort, the hard arm of the blonde powerhouse would come in yet again - this time with an elbow poised right at Karen's face. Attempts to stonewall or at least roll with the motion now thrust upon her frame would be completely for nought, as Astrid's strike forced Karen back two steps before her legs outright turned to jelly. Her arm would extend to catch the rope behind her, but not before those legs of hers completely betrayed her - leaving her halfway between standing and sitting as she suddenly fell back against the ropes!

Extended arm now over the middle one, as her other hand came to her struck cheek!

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Immediately after Astrid's elbow crashed into her opponent's jaw, the blonde staggered so much that she fell to her knee. The consequences of the damage were reminded of themselves in all their glory. Astrid put her left hand on her forehead in a futile attempt to calm the dizziness. At the same moment, she felt how thick the sweat, covering almost all of her skin, was. And although she cared very little about it, even her sports top was soaked through with a brackish thick liquid.

But at least her attack worked even better than she expected. It seems Karen has also lost a lot more strength than she used to. The blue-haired woman staggered back and if her reserves were full, she would surely be able to stay on her feet. But her legs gave way and only the fact that she grabbed the rope saved her from a complete fall.

Realizing that both women needed support, the audience began chanting their names. And although Astrid was a dark horse compared to Karen, who appeared at the racetrack as if out of nowhere, at that moment there was a real civil war in the arena because the audience supported both the Golden Dragon and her rival to the same extent.

"I have to squeeze the remaining strength out of her..." she thought.

Squeeze. A good word. This simple thought gave the descendant of the great Vikings an idea. Of course, there was a certain risk in this, but if her elbow strike hit Karen hard enough, then the chances were on her side. So Astrid took a deep breath, and then, despite the pain and fatigue, rose to her feet, taking a step towards her rival.

It might have seemed that she intended to send her one blow to the American woman's face, but instead Astrid intended to take another, this time quite brazen step forward. And if the blue-haired woman had allowed her to do this, then surely Astrid's lush breasts would have pressed against the more modest breasts of her rival. Was that all? She just decided to crush Karen with a really outstanding breast? No…

Because the idea of the Golden Dragon was much more prosaic. The Norwegian woman intended to make a wide sweep of her arms and thereby wrap her opponent's waist and arms. Grabbing her left wrist with her right hand, Astrid was determined to pull Karen to her. She didn't want the ropes to be a problem, so if her opponent was petrified by such insolence, she would surely have enough time to take a few steps back.

"Pf... pf... pf...” she puffed.

It was worth admitting that the objects between them created some difficulties. However, Astrid believed that there was no problem that could not be solved by brute force. That's why she was going to direct the force into her arms in order to hug Karen as tightly as possible! Booba to Booba. Belly to belly. Astrid intended to do everything necessary to make their mighty sweaty bodies become one! The only difference was that if she enjoyed it, then it was unlikely that the same could be said about Karen. Why? Because with the final touch, the Golden Dragon intended to arch her back and thereby lift Karen above the mat in order to literally crush her with big sweaty bearhug!

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The match had a subtle change to the usual Karen Starring match ups, in that she and her foe had spent an almost unusually amount of time pressed against one another. Karen enjoyed her squeezes, splashes and belly to bellys as much as the next busty powerhouse, but even she often paused in favor of a few strikes or punts. Against Astrid, the two had been pressed together so much that Karen was beginning to believe there might be some hidden stipulation in effect ensuring as much!

Though it was no doubt brought on by the fact that both women's competitive natures had been heightened by their extremely comparable frames - something that neither woman had hidden from in their opening conversation. And what better way than to achieve victory, than by proving they had the better bust, abs and butt in the process?

Astrid herself now seemed more intent than ever to prove she had the superior front, as she descended upon Karen with literal python intent. Groaning and moaning thanks to the strike delivered to her a moment ago, Karen was prime for the grapple Astrid had in mind, though damn if Karen didn't regret putting forth some semblance of resistance as Astrid restrained her arms. Never mind the regret she felt when Astrid actively began to compress her!

And compress her she did, as Astrid saw fit to pick the busty woman off her feet as if she were a lightweight! Shiny busts and rock hard abs would compete in spectacular fashion as Astrid gripped her own wrist, with Karen slowly being brought back to it by the pain on her midriff and lower back. Pain that began to turn outright agonizing, given that Astrid was beginning to press every muscle she had into squeezing the strength out of Karen!

Her matching frame was soon being forcibly compressed, with Astrid's thick, heavy bust and rock hard abs the perfect wall for her to be viced against! In a motion that earned the roar of the crowd, given how gigantic their pressing busts had become!

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Men may meet, but mountains never. Today's case was different. Because at the moment when the Golden Dragon lifted Karen over the mat, it was most like the collision of two mountains. The audience could not feel it, that Astrid in all her glory felt her steel abs rubbing against the equally hard abs of her rival. And she'd be damned if she said she didn't find this confrontation sexy!

However, even without this feeling, for the audience it was still a fascinating sight, the main asset of which were the outstanding busts pressing into each other. The exerted pressure forced these balloons to rise higher, thanks to which it was possible to see the incredible volume of the best parts of Astrid and Karen's bodies in all its glory.

But, of course, all this was done not only for the sake of demonstration. Astrid was determined to squeeze all the juice out of her rival. And although she was certainly making progress in this, it was clearly not enough. At least for Astrid. The enthusiastic shouts of the audience it's good. But she wanted to hear something else. She wanted Karen to start screaming in pain at the top of her voice.

Motivation is a great thing. At that moment, Astrid was motivated not just to win, but to demonstrate to absolutely everyone that her body was better than her rival's. Therefore, puffing and snuffling, she intended to make a little more effort in order to force Karen to open her mouth and strain her vocal cords.

The Golden Dragon's back arched even more, because by doing so she would surely have lifted Karen even higher. Using every millimeter of her muscles, the descendant of the great Vikings intended to strain her arms even more. Yes, Karen was by no means a light little girl and Astrid felt that she would not be able to hold her rival for too long. However, she was going to do everything she could to make Karen submit before her arms finally got tired.

"Give up!" She growled through clenched teeth. "Or I'll break your fucking spine!"

Astrid knew that it would be much easier to fulfill this promise if she started pulling Karen up and down, thereby having a truly destructive effect on her vertebrae. But it was a dirty tactic and it wasn't how she wanted to win. With a quick glance at the referee, she let her know that the striped shirt should pull herself together and do her job. The hint was as clear as a summer sky. So the referee stepped up to them and, looking at Karen, asked just one question.

"You give up?"