Harada Hana/Marissa Wiltsure - To Be The Best!

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Grinning widely with formed fists pressing into her hips, Marissa would take in the figure that stretched out before her. Hana was a beauty and then some, but the fight-orientated Marissa was purely gazing at the body of which she was about to tangle with. And given her penchant for enjoying strenuous, even fights, and the muscles on show, she felt she wouldn't be left wanting. Interlocking her hands together and pressing them forward, one final stretch for the girl whose already more than warmed up, she swings her right up and around into a fighting posture, before simply raising her left. She somewhat expects things to start off with a little rough chain wrestling, but in truth isn't too picky; a feat made apparent as her hands soon open the moment Hana's do, her body practically jumping at the chance to fairly overpower this mighty redhead before things had even gotten rolling.

For where as Marissa lacked in size and curves compared to most powerhouses, she made up with it with raw strength; a smile forming to her face as all of her muscles flexed from the get-go, tightly pulling on those hands she now gripped. She wasn't going into the test of strength half cocked. She was going full in, pressing with every bit of force the canvas allowed her to!

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Hana shifted side to side on her hips, clearly uncomfortable. Flexing and stretching, her body shimmied in the tiny yellow bikini she wore around her as she felt Marissa sizing her up. The bodybuilder was used to scrutiny, sure, but it was diferent when the person judging your figure was intending on beating the hell out of you. The red-haired young woman pouted just a little bit, while her every muscle trembled with the effort of pushing Marissa back.

Hana was already blushing, embarrased that she was not taking advantage of the smaller girl, in this contest. Marissa simply wasn't letting up, her compact body pushing back against Hana and not giving her a single inch. Before long, Marissa was getting the upper hand, her lead increasing by inches, until she was looming over Hana. Before long, the bodybuilder's knees buckled and gave, and Marissa drove Hana to her knees!

"N-nooo~" Hana moaned, her body doubling over. Hana buckled at the knees, her trembling shoulders coming down toward the mat. Sweat was beading all across her toned body, as her muscles quivered and ached. Desperately, maybe pitifully, she fought back against Marissa. However, the muscular powerhouse was losing this fight, each bit of ground she gave hurting Hana's confidence more and more, making it almost impossible to resist her opponent.

"No! P-please," Hana whimpered, "let up!" She wasn't speaking to Marissa directly, more lamenting her plight as tears formed in her eyes. If she wanted, Marissa could drop her to the mat right now, and Hana couldn't do anything about it but fold over, and take it!

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For her size, Marissa was insanely strong, and then some. Stacked from head to toe in thick muscle, the middleweight had no intention whatsoever of letting the redhead get a move in she could have easily avoided, and even less so a move she could have easily powered herself out from. Slowly but surely wearing the redhead away, Marissa's cocky grin grew as wide as could be as dominance set in. Was Hana taking her too easy? Was she simply unprepared for what Marissa possessed? Or was Marissa simply taking advantage of the soft-hearted redheads nature, and starting off a friendly spar far too seriously?!

Pondering for a moment, a inch of guilt washing over her, Marissa swapped her hold as quickly as she had gained advantage. Snagging her right bicep over and around Hana's good looks, using the height of the kneeling beauty to pull her into that kneeling headlock, Marissa ground away her bicep somewhat firmly on the sides of the bodybuilders head. If Hana couldn't keep up, Marissa would soon figure it out. And if Hana was simply holding back, Marissa would soon force her not to!

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Taking in her opponent, it was easy for Hana to lose focus. Marissa was toned, a solid wall of muscle, even if she was smaller than the redheaded powerhouse. Really, if she'd wanted to, Hana figured that Marissa could have given her a run for her money in the bodybuilding circuit. She certainly was giving her all she could handle on the mat, at the moment ...

"Ah!" Hana exclaimed, as Marissa tightened her bicep around her head, lowering her into a kneeling headlock and keeping firm control of her body. Hana's arm flailed around a moment, trying in vain to find some measure of freedom. Hana could feel herself panic, as the totality of Marissa's control set in. This might not have been in-ring competition, but Hana was getting dominated like it was.

"Oww~" Hana whined, as the hold ground down on her. Gritting her teeth, the bodybuilder dug deep. She'd been in situations like this before, she told herself, with powerful women taking advantage of her inexperienced, untrained body. She just had to hang in there, mount a counter-offense. Balling her fists, Hana took a deep breath, then wrenched her arm back to deliver a hard elbow to Marissa's toned belly, hoping to knock some of the fight out of the girl, and unseat her from her dominant position!

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Slowly but surely, that grip turned from tight to insanely crushing. The headlock was simple, a transitional hold to nigh everyone. But given how hard Marissa was wrenching down, it might of become apparent that she was considering going for the submission here and now!

Legs far and wide, bending a moment as she worked that bicep brutally tight a moment, Marissa's cocky nature setting in would bring about her frame being unprepared, as Hana shoved her elbow straight into her gut!

Coughing out as her hold turned lame, Marissa's eyes would give away what her silent lips didn't say as she release and backed away. That back on her two feet and before the girl, with arms raised high, she was eager to see what else Hana could do!

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Hana let out a groan as she drove her elbow into Marissa's toned belly. With the force and effort behind it, Hana let out air that she probably couldn't afford to lose with the blow. Still, if it worked, she'd get a chance to recover. If not, she would need a new plan, quick ...

Hana's eyes widened as she felt Marissa's hold go slack, then release. Looking over her shoulder, Hana saw Marissa back off, arms opening up and lifting, giving the bodybuilder more than enough room to breathe. Hana hadn't expected that, and it made part of her very nervous.

Going into a low stance, the bodybuilder slowly circled around her foe. She looked Marissa up and down, waiting for any kind of action. The open stance felt like a trap, but Hana had a chance to go on the offensive. Maybe, for once, she could even dominate.

Quickly, Hana lunged forward, arms open, looking to tackle Marissa and take the toned fighter down to the mat. Hana's ample bust would slam into Marissa's abs, before Hana would flex her arms around Marissa's waist, hoping she could hoist the girl up and slam her down on the mat for a takedown. Assuming, of course, this hadn't all been a trap that Hana was about to blunder into!

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Keen to see how the redhead would find, Marissa kept her arms mid-height, confident she could stifle nigh enough anything the powerful figure before her could throw at her. Egg soon came to her face then as Hana opted to go low and straight out of reach of those raised arms, utterly passing through Marissa's defence!

"GHH!" Yelping as her body came up and over that shoulder, carried back by Hana's lift and momentum, it was with a humongous thud that Marissa's back hit the canvas. Arms coming wide, rolling off the body they briefly clenched, the spikey haired beauty was left near flat on her back; her face devoid of that cocky grin she held so wide a moment ago, as now her face contorted purely in pain!

Evidently, those mats beneath her back and butt were not as thick as one might suspect!

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Hana grunted as she thew Marissa down, trying to slam her hard into the mat with her full weight. Hana couldn't help but smile, realizing that she had just out-grappled her opponent and wiped that cocky grin off her face. One less girl thinking I'm an easy win then, she told herself.

Hana only took a moment to look over the beautiful Marissa in her moment of agony. The mean girl wouldn't be down for long, and Hana knew she'd want payback for this. So, the bodybuilder opted to take advantage of Marissa's position on the mat, and locked her arms around the spiky-haired woman's legs.

"See how you like this," Hana said, as she stepped over Marissa's toned abs and began to twist her body. Turning and sitting, Hana would try to bend Marissa into a boston crab, hoping to feel her own toned ass sinking down far enough to hit the small of Marissa's back, and start her own domination.

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Marissa tried what she could to force herself to rise, eager to show this powerful redhead that downing her was one thing, but keeping her down was a whole other, yet her figure would simply not move. Evidently, telling yourself to rise after being slammed was not as easy as simply saying so!

Hands pawing and slapping at the figure that soon straddled her, Marissa's own legs would be hooked without response from the spiky haired figure, save for her moans and groans. Flipped over with those fine legs bent and pulled backwards, a moan would find itself stifled as the beauty pressed her face into the mat; both trying to hide said cries, and almost in a moment of disbelief that she let herself get snagged so dominantly so early!

Silent for response save for those groans through bared teeth, Marissa simply tried to pull her figure forward; using those mighty biceps and powerful frame to try and make the boston crab too difficult for Hana to hold onto. Regardless of how odd and peculiar such an escape attempt actually seemed!

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Hana kept her body pressed firmly down onto Marissa, trying to keep her fiesty opponent from rallying. The young woman had energy to spare, it seemed, forcing Hana to push every ounce of her well-muscled body against Marissa to keep her down. She was rocked, but fiesty, and Marissa's hands slapped and pawed at Hana's toned skin, even as she twisted her into position.

Hana flexed her muscles and tensed everything as she sank into the boston crab. "Hhhrrrn!" Hana groaned, as she settled her toned ass onto Marissa's lower back and wrenched on her legs. Hana put everything she had into the hold, trying to bend Marissa's beautiful body in half with the punishing hold! Hana's biceps flexed, her arms tensing as she tucked Marissa's legs against her body and threw her head back. The rookie gave her all to the hold, wanting to make certain this was a hold that Marissa would remember!

Unfortunately, Hana was so concerned with the mechanics of her own body, she almost forgot about what Marissa could do, even from beneath her. "Rr-w-wait," Hana grunted, as she felt Marissa pull and struggle beneath her. Hana's face showed her confusion clear as day, as her feet started to slide forward.

"W-wait! No!" Hana protested, pitifully. Marissa was able to make the crab so tenuous, so difficult to hold, that her clumsy attempts to keep it locked in proved to be Hana's embarrassing undoing: the bodybuilder was forced to release the legs, stumbling forward clumsily as she did so! "NO!" Hana wailed, falling to her hands and knees, just a few feet in front of her foe.