Theodora "The Muscle Bear" Johnson vs. Garlim "Goddess of War" Ivanna - Standard Match

[Weonna]

Theodora, charging full steam ahead, was caught off guard as Garlim skillfully reversed the whip. The goddess of war used Theodora’s own momentum against her, pulling the Muscle Bear even harder into the opposite corner with a thunderous crash. Theodora’s back slammed into the turnbuckles with jarring force, knocking the wind out of her.

Before Theodora could react, Garlim was already charging toward her with a brutal knee aimed at her midsection. The impact was fierce, driving into Theodora's gut like a sledgehammer. The crowd gasped as the Muscle Bear doubled over in pain, clutching her midsection with both arms as she stumbled out of the corner. Her face twisted in agony, each breath coming in ragged gasps as she staggered toward the ropes.

Theodora gritted her teeth, leaning heavily on the ropes for support, her powerful frame momentarily weakened by the brutal knee strike.

Despite the pain, Theodora wasn’t down for the count. She used the ropes to steady herself, trying to regain her composure, but the damage had been done. Her breathing was labored, and she knew she'd have to dig deep to push through the pain and keep fighting.

[APlaying]

Garlim's physique was not apparent because of how thick she is, you might say at first glance that she is not so fast. But the reality is that it is quite the opposite, Garlim's speed in both reflexes and displacement is extremely explosive. Something that can be said to be one of its best sections on a par with her strength, the combination of both factors resulted in extremely forceful blows.

The hard knee from the thick leg of the goddess of war, would make a full impact causing the ring to shake a little at the hard blow. Theodora doubled over and was left breathless, to the point that the crowd could almost feel the sensation of the impact. However, this was just the beginning.

Garlim grabbed the burly woman by the shoulder and backed her back into the turnbuckles, raising a fist to the level of her face, as if measuring the distance between them she clenched her hand tightly. Garlim's fist looked like a razor-sharp stone, one that she tensed and pulled swiftly toward Theodora's face. "HAAAAAAA!!" But at the last instant before impacting, she feinted the blow without touching the muscle bear's face. The real blow came in the form of an Uppercut with the other hand, directly to Theodora's side.

A simple feint trick to leave Thaodora open, and teach the doormat how to give a real punch blast. Tensing both arms and fists, Garlim would begin to throw hard punches around Theodora's body, punching as hard as she could so that even the vibrations of these punches would shake the earth around the ring.

[Weonna]

Theodora’s entire body screamed in agony with each blow that Garlim landed. The first uppercut to her side sent a shockwave of pain coursing through her ribs, her breath catching as she instinctively hunched over. She felt the raw power behind Garlim’s punch, like being hit by a battering ram, and knew immediately she was in trouble.

Then came the barrage. Garlim’s fists pounded into Theodora’s midsection like a relentless storm. Each punch sent a jolt of pain that radiated through her core. Her abs tightened instinctively, trying to absorb the impact, but it wasn’t enough. The force of every strike seemed to go deeper, rattling her insides. Theodora’s grip on the ropes tightened as her legs wobbled, each hit sapping her strength and making her feel weaker by the second.

Her breath came in shallow gasps as the punishment continued. She could feel every knuckle digging into her flesh, every punch sending waves of pain through her body. It wasn’t just the physical pain, though—the frustration of being manhandled, of being unable to fight back, gnawed at her. She had never been overpowered like this before. Theodora’s mind raced, trying to find a way out, but the pain was overwhelming, clouding her thoughts with every punch that slammed into her sides and ribs

[APlaying]

After besieging Theodora with a flurry of hard punches, the girl seemed to find herself out of breath and with her abdomen bruised. The point of softening up her adversary was certainly within her grasp. Garlim laughs, watching Theodora struggle to resist her powerful blows, her body reeling and shaking with pain.

“You're doing good, though I'm barely warming up” With a devilish grin, Garlim unleashes another flurry of punches, each one connecting with precision that sends jolts of pain through Theodora's already bruised body. Her muscles ache with each impact, and she can barely stand anymore.

After a moment, Garlim paused to admire her handiwork a bit. She proceeded to give a simple elbow strike to Theodora's chest, and quickly grabbed one of her hands, in order to throw her to the canvas with a judo throw without letting go of her arm. If her opponent was stunned, she would take the pleasure of sitting her down and wrapping her in a sleeper hold.

[Weonna]

Theodora gasped, her breath cut off as Garlim’s powerful arms constricted around her neck.

The referee quickly moved in, checking to see if Theodora was still able to continue. For a moment, it seemed like Theodora might fade, her body going limp under the pressure of the hold. The crowd watched with bated breath, wondering if this would be the end of Theodora’s streak.

But Theodora wasn’t done. The Muscle Bear would will herself to her feet. Her body trembled with effort as she slowly rose, breaking free from the sleeper hold with a roar. In one swift motion, she grabbed Garlim, lifting her off the ground and slamming her down with a belly-to-back backbreaker, sending Garlim crashing onto Theodora’s knee!

Spoiler

[APlaying]

Garlim had softened Theodora's robust body with hard blows. When he threw her to the canvas, her adversary only trembled and moaned as she wrapped her arms around her neck. She could feel how Theodora was slowly being left at the mercy of her grip, perhaps she wouldn't need to use her full strength, an idea that annoyed her. Garlim wanted to take on someone strong, but it seemed that Theodora was no match for girls as strong or stronger than her.

But Theodora, despite the punishment she received, fortunately did not give in to the hard grip of the goddess of war. The muscle bear's body trembled under the pressure and she began to stand up strongly, perhaps she could have anchored her knees by using her foot to bring Theodora to her knees. But Garlim was more interested to see what her opponent had to offer, and boy did she have something to offer!

Garlim barely noticed when Theodora grabbed her by the neck, his eyes widened in surprise as she didn't know exactly what she was doing, what kind of move would she make with this? Was she trying to choke her? Was she trying to push her or something?

None of those options, as surprisingly Theodora quickly charged the blonde with one of her hands supporting her back, just before she was whipped backwards against Theodora's knee! “Aaaargh, What! The Hell Is that!!!? UUuugh!” moans Garlim, clutching her lower back as she struggles to catch her breath. The war goddess didn't quite understand what kind of maneuver that was, she hadn't experienced something like that before. She wasn't familiar with wrestling moves, let alone how to counter them! She grumbles a little as she kicks the canvas docilely making her hips and thighs quiver pleasantly, her pride burning for being caught in such an absurd way.

Theodora has proven to be formidable in her own way, as she touched on one of Garlim's weaknesses which would be her inexperience in dealing with moves of this style. The goddess of war got down on her knees while putting one of her hands behind her back, she seemed to be stunned by the impact.

[Weonna]

Theodora's chest heaved as she rose to her feet, gasping for air after narrowly escaping Garlim’s powerful sleeper hold. She wiped sweat from her brow, locking her eyes on Garlim, who was still clutching her lower back and clearly stunned by the backbreaker. A surge washed over Theodora as she saw her chance to take control.

Without hesitation, Theodora grabbed Garlim by the wrist, pulling her to her feet with surprising force. The goddess of war, still reeling from the unexpected maneuver, barely resisted as Theodora pushed her toward the ropes. In a swift motion, Theodora whipped Garlim across the ring. The goddess of war rebounded off the ropes, her body moving on instinct more than awareness.

As Garlim came charging back, Theodora braced herself, catching her opponent with an explosive overhead Belly-to-Belly Suplex. The impact was brutal, the sound of Garlim crashing to the mat echoing through the arena. The crowd erupted, roaring in approval as Theodora demonstrated her raw power!

But Theodora wasn’t done.

Her adrenaline pumping, she stood tall and let out a fierce yell, demanding Garlim to rise.

"Get up!"

The Muscle Bear’s voice boomed over the crowd, the command both a challenge and a warning. The moment Garlim would stand upright, Theodora grabbed her again, lifting her into the air with another overhead Belly-to-Belly Suplex, slamming her hard into the mat once more!

Spoiler

The arena shook with the impact, as Theodora stood over her, not letting up. Theodora’s expression was fierce, her eyes locked onto Garlim as she raised a hand and motioned for her to stand once more. The crowd was on their feet, sensing the Muscle Bear’s momentum building.

If Garlim were to rise back up again, Theodora would go for the Trifecta. Wrapping her arms around her as of they were hugging and right into a third Belly-to-Belly Suplex!

[APlaying]

Garlim groaned, feeling the pain radiating through her back as she bridged after the impact. Slowly rising from the mat, her muscles screamed in protest but she refused to give Theodora the satisfaction of seeing her vulnerable. Gritting her teeth, she tried to sit up while putting one of her hands behind her back. With newfound determination, Garlim charged toward her adversary, each step fueled by adrenaline and fury.

As Theodora prepared for another devastating suplex, Garlim seized the opportunity. Catching Theodora off guard, she wrapped her powerful arms around her opponent's waist and turned her body to the side, reversing the move. Now it was Garlim who would try to knock Theodora to the canvas with a thud.

She quickly followed up, leaping over her fallen foe and locking her in a tight bear hug. With a sadistic smile etched on her face, she whispered in Theodora's ear “It seems you underestimated the power of a true Muscle Bear.” She said as she squeezed harder and harder until she lifted her adversary.

[Weonna]

Theodora’s body tensed as she readied herself for another suplex, but she barely had time to react as Garlim, with surprising speed and resilience, wrapped her powerful arms around her waist. Before Theodora could counter, Garlim twisted her body and reversed the move, slamming Theodora hard onto the mat. The impact jarred Theodora's body, sending a wave of pain shooting through her back. Her muscles screamed in protest, and her breath was knocked from her lungs as she hit the canvas with a thud!

Gasping for air, Theodora’s mind raced. She hadn’t expected Garlim to turn the tables so quickly, and now, before she could even gather herself, she felt Garlim’s arms constricting around her torso. The sudden pressure was unbearable. Garlim’s arms coiled around her like iron, locking her into a vicious bear hug. Theodora let out a sharp gasp as her ribs were compressed, the force of the hold cutting off her air supply!

Her back arched involuntarily as Garlim squeezed tighter, the muscles in Theodora's abdomen and chest straining under the intense pressure. Her vision blurred slightly from the pain as Garlim hoisted her off the ground, lifting her like a ragdoll. Theodora's legs dangled in the air, and she could feel her ribs creaking under the pressure, her breath becoming more shallow with each passing second!

Her hands instinctively reaching for Garlim’s arms, trying desperately to pry them apart, but Garlim’s grip was too tight. Every breath Theodora tried to take felt like fire in her chest, her body wracked with pain as the bear hug continued to drain her strength. She could feel her muscles weakening, her lungs screaming for air, but she refused to give in. Her mind raced for a way out, any possible escape from the crushing hold that was squeezing the life out of her!

[APlaying]

With every ounce of strength she had left, Theodora writhed wildly, trying to free herself from Garlim's grip. Her desperate attempts seemed futile as Garlim maintained her grip, her eyes burning with determination, as Theodora's breathing became shallower and more labored. Although this technique was more related to pro wrestling, it is not for nothing that Garlim is considered practically a master when it comes to grappling.

This bearhug is a perfected version of the technique, tightening the pressure by crushing Theodora's midsection. Flexing her biceps to increase the pressure on her sides, she also put extra pressure on her opponent's chest with her large bust. A more than complete package, accompanied by the cackles and gasps of a girl as strong as Theodora being softened in the arms of the imposing figure of the goddess of war. The audience could not have been more than fascinated at this sight of the spectacle.

“Your expression is very adorable, I think you are partly enjoying this, aren't you? I don't blame you, I'm starting to get excited too” She said as the referee approached to ask Theodora if she would submit to the grip, to which Garlim without thinking too much, took the luxury of wiggling her opponent up and down a bit. As if making a somewhat dramatic gesture, to add more psychological pressure on Theodora.