Big, Powerful and Beautiful: Ambre Vs Garlim

[APlaying]

As Garlim gibbered for air, she wondered what she could do after being surprised this way. The imposing blonde slowly turned face up with glassy eyes, clearly her physical resistance was surpassed by that of her adversary, who now knew what her weaknesses were. She stared up at the turnbuckle as Ambre began her ascent, gasping as the Frenchwoman got into position with no idea of what was to come. Was she making a pathetic gesture or something?

Garlim's eyes widened as soon as Ambre jumped backwards towards her, and although Garlim wanted to move immediately, she didn't have the strength to do so!

This must be the first time someone executed such a move on her, and Garlim was about to know its results well. Still on the ground and groaning under her breath as she tried to get up, Ambre's full weight came down on the former MMA fighter, with enough power to practically smash her to the canvas as the air rushed out of his lungs with a loud cough. Garlim's body shuddered like a flan at the impact, causing her to lay limp and contracted on the canvas.

The crowd erupted with euphoria at Ambre's move, while the goddess of war let out a hiss of pain. Garlim couldn't believe she was in this position, would she end up reduced before Ambre just like Ashera's bitch, the mere thought of that was extremely embarrassing. However Ambre leaned over her and grabbed one of her thighs to initiate a pinfall.

Garlim's thighs trembled slightly as Ambre pinned her, at this point she wondered if this was the pin Oscar was talking about. The count was three, wasn't it? The goddess of war then she should only have her shoulders off the canvas, but she simply couldn't move, her body felt like that of a three year old girl being crushed by an adult. So she could only let out a sigh as she groaned in helplessness.

The referee approached somewhat confused, but what was this all about? Even the audience had fallen silent for a second. The ref bent down and tapped her on the shoulder saying "Uhm, miss, this is a submission match, you have to submit your opponent." He said somewhat embarrassed.

Garlim listened well to what the ref said, she didn't understand much about Wrestling but apparently Ambre had just made a botch. Apparently the goddess of war was still in the match, but would she have the strength to continue? And would Ambre have won if dhe had the rules in her favor in this situation?

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre performed a magnificent Moonsault for the first time in her career, surprising all the spectators who thought that Ambre had remained a pure powerhouse! The Frenchwoman crushed her opponent's belly with her entire body, the ropes were shaking because of the impact and a thought, rather humiliating, crossed the Frenchwoman's brain.

It was a submission match, you could only win by making your opponent submit... She was at a disadvantage but what could happen if Garlim lost her cool after a little humiliation? The Black Pearl then lifted her opponent's thigh and continued to press with her body so that Garlim's shoulders were firmly glued to the ground, performing a magnificent but useless pinfall.

The seconds passed, the referee remained perplexed for a long second and obviously, Garlim did not escape it. After a few seconds, more than enough to win by pinfall, the French woman stood up and stared at Garlim, looking her straight in the eyes with a serious look.

"See, if this was a standard match you would have already lost... You're no goddess Garlim and now it's time to end the match!"

[APlaying]

Garlim stared at the stage lights while Ambre immobilized her, her bust rising and falling heavily without being able to move. The weight of her adversary falling on her had left her stunned, with a movement she had never seen before. After a few seconds, Ambre rose from her, leaving the goddess of war panting on the canvas.

The words that proceeded after that only left Garlim even more frustrated than she was. "Damn" She said as she tried to slowly straighten up to get up, but her body began to wobble as she crawled towards Ambre, which caused him to fall leaning against Black Pearl's thighs panting from exhaustion. Although Garlim tried to soften Ambre with sheer strength, black pearl's endurance and wrestling experience had completely overwhelmed the powerful blonde who now rested on her opponent's thighs. Being vulnerable and at her mercy, something that made Garlim lose her temper.

She forcefully placed her fists on the canvas and tried to get up again. "This... Not Over Yet" She said with a very tense and fury tone before grabbing Ambre by the hair and pulling her to use her as a support to sit on her knees. Garlim now had her head red hot, panting and moaning face to face with Ambre, her lips were brushing and her breathing was getting heavier.

It was as if she was trying to get into second gear!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre stood in front of Garlim, knowing that her words would probably make her angry. But Ambre knew very well that being more fierce and aggressive also meant being less focused and finding herself more easily in submission holds! It was a double or quits card that Ambre had just pulled out and only the rest of the match would prove her right or wrong.

Garlim stood up by holding on to the ropes and grabbing the Black Pearl's hair, forcing the Frenchwoman to fall to her knees because of the pain. It was painful and unimaginable, no one had ever tried to pull her hair before. Ambre simply groaned in pain and clenched her fists, hitting her opponent's stomach while lowering her head because of the pressure that was becoming enormous.

"Arghh ?!.."

[APlaying]

While kneeling with her adversary's head in her claws, a hard blow from Ambre landed on her abdomen, causing him to gasp from the pain. Garlim responded immediately by lifting Ambre up forcefully, before delivering a powerful knee to the abdomen with her thick legs, not just once, but several times in a row.

Garlim experienced a fury that began to give him a second gear, lashing out at her opponent in a frenzy of consecutive attacks, trying to soften her up enough to then finish her off for good. After a series of knees to the abdomen, Garlim would make it clear to Ambre why angering her is not a good idea.

She would suddenly release Black pearl's head and if she was dazed enough from the constant blows, she would turn her on her back to grab her with a back bearhug, grabbing her under the chest with her forearms, and lift her up while the muscles of her back and arms were fully marked, exhibiting the overwhelming physical strength of the goddess of war.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre hit her opponent's stomach but that didn't seem to weaken Garlim who, in anger, lifted the French woman before chaining knee strikes on the Black Pearl's abs.

"NGHH?! NGHHH!! NNNGHH!! GAHH!!!"

Although Ambre was resistant, Garlim was not weak at all and her repeated blows weakened the French woman who unclenched her fists and let her arms fall to the ground. The Goddess of War didn't stop there and chained with a powerful bearhug that broke the French woman's back and suffocated her. Ambre's body was completely crushed against her opponent's muscular body and unfortunately, her legs didn't even touch the ground. She had no way to escape, she could only writhe in pain and moan in pain.

[APlaying]

Feeling Ambre fade away in her embrace, Garlim smiled a devilish smile. The audience was booing the blonde, but she paid them no attention. She just peeked her head a little over Ambre's shoulder and whispered in her ear "You've seen me as inferior, and well.... I'm not going to forgive you for that, so I'm going to reciprocate with a technique that you may never have seen either... The strongest bear hug you've ever seen." She said almost seductively.

With these words, Garlim proceeded to lower Ambre down to put her legs right on the ground and let go of her for a moment. Only to quickly squeeze her back with all his might, gripping her forearms tightly making this second embrace much tighter than the previous one, applying double the power of pressure in comparison and this caused Garlim's arms to redden and give the sensation of burning.

"The last time I applied this technique, the girl couldn't move her arms for over a week. Let's see how you do!" Garlim pressed Ambre's forearms next to her chest, grinding Ambre's biceps and muscles like a "PRESS!" And that's how Garlim christened this powerful master grade bear hug, an extremely tight hug in which Garlim also added the flexing of her biceps to the mix to make the space even tighter.

Needless to say, if Ambre didn't have the strength to move or refused to give up, she could end up with more than one broken bone from the constant pressure that was getting stronger and stronger by the second. "I notice that you are very experienced with this kind of movements, I wonder if you have ever faced one as strong as this?"

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre thought she was used to bearhugs after facing opponents whose movement was their specialty... But she had never been squeezed so hard! Garlim was on a completely different level and it had nothing to do with the weakened state of the Frenchwoman after receiving a few blows, Garlim was pressing her hard enough that she felt her muscles and bones at their limits.

She had to fight at all costs to prevent herself from being handicapped for the rest of the match, she first started by bending her elbows to make her arms more open and lighten the hold... But that wasn't going to be enough and above all, she couldn't afford to stay in this position forever. It was way too much effort for little result and it only served to buy time, the time she found an idea to get out of it.

The Black Pearl had to use her head, not to find a plan but literally! She couldn't do anything else, all the other parts of her body were weakened and almost immobile, only her head could be used as an offensive. She tilted her head back while moaning for a long time in pain, making her opponent believe that she was on the verge of defeat and KO before throwing her head forward to hit the Goddess of War's forehead with all her strength!

[APlaying]

A powerful bearhug for a powerful mademoiselle, undoubtedly a good show to appreciate today. Ambre, seeing the power of the movement, panicked, trying to raise her arms, making her biceps expand, seeking to lighten the pressure even a little. From Garlim's point of view, the goddess of war watched as Ambre's biceps were crushed against her own, her biceps reddened with fire. Causing Black Pearl's muscular back to bulge more than usual.

Maybe Ambre already knew this, but in this state, trying to raise her forearms only applied more pressure to her ribs. While this could be very bad, Garlim found the attempt very sweet, apparently Ambre had a lot of faith in her own strength, to the point that she thought she could compete with her in these conditions. The effort was obviously weakening her as the atmosphere became increasingly humid, Ambre slowly seemed to give in as her head tilted back.

Garlim peeked his head over Ambre's shoulder, to whisper seductively, "Are you ready to.... Surrender?" She said feeling that she already had victory in the bag, it was obvious that Ambre wouldn't be able to lift her biceps for a while at this rate, with her ligaments practically crushed, they would swell once she let go.

But Ambre was not yet completely defeated, she lifted her head forward in a burst of energy and planted a hard backwards headbutt right on Garlim's forehead. Taken by surprise, the impact shook her to the point where she loosened her grip, the blow disorienting her as if her brain had moved.

Garlim let go of Ambre and staggered back towards the ropes, not even knowing where she was standing.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre was in great difficulty, and danger! She could only move her head and because of this, a rather primitive and simple reasoning resonated in her, she had to hit in front of her with everything she had. She wasn't even sure she could aim correctly at her opponent's forehead, at best she would have hit Garlim's chest but fortunately, she managed to aim at her opponent's forehead with an excellent and powerful headbutt.

"Aaaahhh..!"

Ambre found herself free, released from Garlim's powerful bearhug but with almost no strength. She tried to walk but staggered backwards before falling to the other end of the ring, finding herself with her back to the ropes and half knocked out. The blow she had just given was powerful, she needed rest to recover and her body... Looked like it was still usable.

She had just escaped a long squeeze, she could feel her muscles and lungs on fire but she felt she could still fight. She wouldn't have all her strength though, hoping that the remaining strength was enough to hurt Garlim who was far from being KO after that headbutt.