Thicc vs Flex- Misty v. Julia Hiroshi

[Luncha_Libre]

“AAAAOOWW! AARRRGH!” Misty was screaming in agony as she got stretched out, flexibility turning out to not be the model’s strong suit. Misty’s pretty face was scrunched up in misery, her lips curled in a frown as Julia ground her into the mat. Misty wanted to hold tough, however, and wait for an opening.

Then, suddenly, she had it! Julia released her wrists, letting her arms flop to the canvas. Misty took deep breaths, her arms twitching as she tried to crawl away. “D-damn,” Misty whimpered, realizing this wasn’t an opening at all, if she was too spent to take it! Before Misty could even peel her buxom body off the ground, Julia had her by the ankle, and was wrenching on an ankle lock!

“EEEYAAAHH!” Misty cried out, eyes and mouth opening in shock as the pain shot through her leg! Leg trapped and hoisted upward, Misty’s body dangled in the air, her thong-clad ass shaking as she writhed in the hold. Misty quickly pushed herself up to alleviate some of the pressure, but the model was in a panic. She shook her head vigorously, unwilling to submit here, either. Eventually, Misty flexed her arms and shoulders, and attempted to crawl to the safety of the ropes. With the shooting pain in her ankle, however, there was a serious question of whether or not the model could even make it that far!

[Noob]

While Misty's screaming wasn't exactly music to Julia's ears, it did let the bluenette know that she was doing a good job. It seemed her opponent was quite a bit less flexible than the gymnast would have thought. That was a problem she was eager to help fix though and would be sure to give Misty a lot of practice stretching. And right now she was making sure to really twist Misty's ankle, really causing the other wrestler some pain if the sounds coming out of her mouth were any indication. "Come on. I'm barely even putting on any pressure." The gymnast replied. While it may have seemed like a taunt, Julia really didn't think she was doing enough to cause more than an ache. However if the positions were reversed then she might be yelling just as loud.

Unfortunately for the gymnast she didn't have the foresight to pull Misty far away from the ropes. Her short stack of an opponent was only about a foot away. While this was more than enough for Julia to do her thing, it wasn't enough for her to sustain an offense for too long. Before she knew it Misty was pulling herself forward and reaching her arm out. The bluenette didn't pay it much mind at first and instead just cranked her ankle hard to the side. However it was only a few moments before Misty grabbed onto the ropes. As soon as she did the referee would come over to wave Julia off.

"What? Really?" She started to argue with the referee for a moment before looking back to see what had happened. "Oh...woops~" The bluenette said with a giggle before finally releasing Misty from her grasp.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Aaaowwww,” Misty moaned, dragging her body roughly across the ring in an attempt to reach the ropes. Said ropes might have only been a single, physical foot in distance from the suffering model, but it felt like she was clearing miles to get there. Misty’s pretty face was curled down into a frown of agony as she gasped for air, and her arm flailed pitifully for the ropes. Julia might have been surprised by Misty’s suffering, here, but the rookie had never been in a hold like this before. The bluenette’s words registered, though, and later Misty would feel more than a little shame upon thinking back.

However, before long, Misty reached the ropes and her fingers clamped around them. Misty then grabbed the ropes with both hands, holding them for dear life as Julia had her discussion with the ref. Misty shook the ropes, just to make certain everyone saw she was there. Finally, Julia released her.

“Uuughn,” Misty moaned, shifting her legs up to her chest. She curled into a ball for a moment, before starting to use the ropes to pull herself up. She shook her head, realizing that a more experienced opponent might have been able to counter that, instead of running away. Misty shook her head.

“Ooof, okay,” Misty said, shaking her leg out, “gonna have to watch you, huh? Damn, girl …” Misty shook her aching leg out, looking around the arena. She tried to sound like she wasn’t freaking out right now, and definitely like she wasn’t about to panic. Eventually, Misty would release the ropes, and start to approach Julia again, looking to lock up with the gymnast, not having a plan but not wanting to look cowardly.

[Noob]

Looking back at Misty as she pulled herself up, Julia couldn't help but think the wrestler looked worse for the wear. Clearly she hadn't wasn't cut out for being bent that way. Of course that just meant Julia would be able to leverage her skills for what she hoped would be an easy win. Now all she had to do was get Misty off of the ropes and get back to the task of putting her on display for the crowd.

While Misty was taking some time to get up and shake herself out, Julia would use the few quiet moments to stretch slightly and bend her waist from side to side. Finally straightening back up, she was ready to go again. "Ready for round two?" She asked. Hearing Misty's comment she figured the woman was more or less up to go again and would slowly approach.

"Gonna watch me? Oh no I'm not bending you THAT far back!" The gymnast replied with a giggle. Before long the bluenette locked up with her opponent and was quickly pressing right against her as she tried to shove the woman back again. This time she would try something different though. She would pull Misty's arms to the side and quickly attempt to wrap her own arms around the woman, hopefully trapping the shorter wrestler in a tight bearhug. "Nnnnng there. Alright. If you don't like a stretch, how about a squeeze?"

[Luncha_Libre]

Misty pouted, though, as her comment set Julia up for a perfect taunt. The model was getting a bit flustered, but she knew she had to focus. She didn’t say anything else, just waited for Julia to come in and lock up again. The two struggled for just a moment, the rookie Misty trying her best to find an opening, right up to the moment that Julia took one! “Eep!” Misty squealed as her arms were twisted down, and Julia had her trapped in a bearhug!

“Nnng, nnaaaugh,” Misty groaned and moaned as her buxom figure was squeezed in Julia’s arms. The model’s face scrunched up in a miserable grimace as her midsection was compressed. She wrapped her thick legs around Julia, trying to shift some of the pressure. “Aaaugh,” Misty moaned, head lulling back. She opened her eyes and tried stifle any more moans. Taking in air was going to be tough in the bear hug, and she needed all the strength she could get. The fans cheered Julia on, knowing that Misty couldn’t get to the ropes now- what else was the rookie going to be able to do, but cry out her submission?

Biting her lower lip, Misty tried something else. She was heavier than Julia, even if she was shorter, and now the bluenette was holding all of that weight. With a shift of her impressive hips, Misty began to grind against Julia. It hurt a bit, in the bearhug, but Misty tried to force all of her curvy weight forward, trying to unbalance Julia and force her to either give up the hold, or, if she could, pitch forward enough that both women would come crashing down, with Misty on top!

[Noob]

Julia had caught her opponent in a tight bearhug and much to her surprise she was actually managing to give a good squeeze. While not exactly a powerhouse she still tried to really dig her arms into her opponent's curves in an attempt to squeeze as much fight out of Misty as possible. Judging from the sounds coming out of the other woman she was excelling at it too. "Hnnnng that's right. Gonna squeeze you til I beat ya!" The bluenette shouted, slightly jostling Misty back and forth in her embrace.

Soon the gymnast felt a pair of legs wrap around her. She paid it no mind though as she was busy smushing their bodies together, chest to chest. It wasn't until Misty began shifting her weight that Julia noticed something was wrong. "Nnnng hey quit squirming. I'm just gonna keep going if you don't stop!" The bluenette threatened. In reality though the more Misty moved the more tired Julia's arms became trying to hold her in place.

Struggling to keep her old up, finally Julia decided it might be a bit much for her to continue. By that time however the gymnast had already found herself stumbling backwards as Misty shifted her weight forwards on to her. Once her opponent was far enough forward, the bluenette was as good as a goner. "Waaah wait! No no no hold on!" She squealed, now starting to panic as she realized that she couldn't hold on to Misty any longer.

Finally the pair fell, Julia falling backwards while Misty fell forwards. They crashed down to the mat with the lighter Julia taking the brunt of the force from the impact. "Gaaaah!" The gymnast cried out as all of a sudden she was flattened underneath her opponent much to the delight of the crowd.

[Luncha_Libre]

Misty was trying to not look as miserable as she felt while Julia squeezed down on her, but that was a lot easier said than done. The thick young model wasn’t used to getting the squeeze put on her quite like this, even if the pain was much less than she had felt during the ankle lock. At least now, Misty told herself, she could come up with a plan. Even if it was a desperate one!

Grimacing, her pretty face contorted in pain, Misty still tried to lean her weight forward. Even if she was smaller than Julia in terms of height, Misty’s buxom frame gave her something to work with. Grunting as she leaned in, grinding her body against the gymnast, Misty pushed forward and tried to let gravity do the heavy lifting of trying to put Julia down.

Even with her ribs squeezing in on her, making Misty let out a low moan of pain, it didn’t take much effort for her to tuck her hips and grind against Julia’s much more athletic body. Misty felt the pull of gravity quickly, bit her lip, and kept pushing her body forward. Before long, the curvy black girl was overtaking the bluenette, and Misty could hear Julia’s cries of shock!

“G-nngh! Gotcha, girl!” Misty moaned, tucking her face into Julia’s upper chest as both women came down. On the bottom, Julia caught the worst of it, and they crashed into the ring. Misty bounced a little on top of her foe, her body jiggling with the impact. Misty grinned as she heard the cheers of the crowd, but she had to act fast.

“You’re all mine, now, you!” Misty taunted. Quickly, Misty took Julia by the head and tried to hold her firmly in place. Misty would then shift up Julia’s slender body, spreading her legs and tensing her ass as she shifted up her foe. As quickly as she could, Misty would try to shift her generous bust over Julia’s face, letting her soft flesh engulf Julia’s face as she smothered her. Trying to use her weight to keep Julia down, Misty looked to the ref. “C’mon now, count!”

[Noob]

Before the gymnast knew it, her advantage had all but disappeared. While she was stuck on the ground groaning, the crowd was loving it aside from a few sounds of sympathy for the bluenette. "Guuuh...why?" The woman mumbled underneath her curvy foe as she tried to regain her senses. Despite the jolt she had just received though she couldn't help but smile weakly now that she felt Misty's head resting on her chest. At least someone had been spared some of the impact. She just wished that she was the one with the cushioned blow since she had been left breathless under Misty's form. Had this been a spar she wouldn't mind letting Misty stay pressed against her for a little longer but right now letting her opponent continue to weigh her down would probably be dangerous.

"Wuuuh? Huh? No hey!" Julia yelped now that her opponent had sprung to life. Before she knew it the shortstack was sliding up her body. She had barely a moment to rest and already she had to spring back into action. The gymnast raised her hands to try and hold onto Misty's hips to halt her progress and buy herself some time. While that might have worked it did little to stop her from leaning forward and planting her breasts right over Julia's face. "Ammpphhh! Mmmmpphh!" The gymnast whined, buried in the woman's bust. She would quickly begin kicking her legs in protest before she regained her composure.

"ONE!" The referee came over to count. Julia planted her hands against Misty's shoulders and began to try and push the woman away. Meanwhile she would wait another moment before bucking her hips up in hopes of jostling the other lightweight off of her and not just grinding against her.

[Luncha_Libre]

Misty was breathing pretty heavy, and she told herself it was just from going quickly from getting a bearhug to trying to dominate her foe. Misty had let her curvy body settle onto the gymnast for just a moment, taken a few deep breaths, but she couldn’t just let an opportunity slip through her fingers. Sliding up Julia didn’t even feel too bad, really, the slender bluenette being in fantastic shape. Still, Misty had work to do, and it was time to work this girl over!

“C’mon, girl,” Misty said, letting her generous breasts swell against Julia’s face as she settled on top of her, “you gotta admit, you’ve been in worse holds!” Misty could feel the flash of cameras on her, fans snapping pics as quickly as they could of her writhing on top of Julia. Misty tried her best to put on a show for them, swaying her hips, grinding just a little bit against Julia’s hands as she tried to pry the model off. Misty’s shoulders swayed left to right, as she took her impressive bust and would grind that soft skin against Julia’s helpless face. However, Julia was apparently not about to lie back and take it!

“Woops!” Misty cried out, eyes widening in surprise. “Well damn, girl, you still got some fight in you?” Misty had been shoved back upright, breaking the pin count and keeping her from any chance of stealing a quick and easy pin. She wanted to scowl, but only pouted. Why ruin a moment, she asked herself.

“Okay, babe, let’s fight!” Misty said, shifting her legs apart. The model propped herself up, her feet digging into the mat so that she could start to push herself upright. Misty would wrap her hands around the back of Julia’s neck, getting a firm handle. Once Misty was starting to stand up, her buxom ass pointed toward the lights and her strong legs supporting her, she would start to pull Julia up with her, wanting to drag the gymnast up to her feet slowly …

[Noob]

Julia turned redder as each moment passed although if it was due to lack of air or embarrassment was anyone's guess. Julia continued to kick and squirm while hoping to push her opponent off. She was jostled around quite a bit having Misty grind their chest right in her face. "Ahhmmpphhh I haaappphhh eeen!" She tried to retort despite having a mouth full of tits. There was no doubt about it, Julia was struggling against her heavier foe and the bluenette didn't quite enjoy being smothered against her chest while the crowd enjoyed a bit of sensual teasing. "Geh ffff!" She whined as she finally managed to push Misty up enough for her to breath again.

"Guuuh...of course I do ya dummy!" Julia responded after a few pants. Sure she was feeling a bit achy but there was still plenty of fuel in her tank. She wasn't about to get pinned this early in the match. She had a shortstack to stretch out! Right now though Misty was still sitting atop her and the bluenette was still a bit winded. She needed to squirm herself away so she could reset. That didn't seem to be part of the plan though and Misty soon maneuvered behind her and would wrap her hands around the gymnast's neck.

"Hnnnng!" Julia gasped as she was pulled up. Reluctantly the bluenette rose to her feet. Not wanting any part of whatever Misty had planned, She would throw an elbow back at the other woman.