L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Rangiku's laughter filled the ring even before she fully landed on Ossi. Bursting into that giggle the moment she made contact, Rangiku's confidence was showing given it was apparent she didn't think Ossi was going to be able to stop her. And surely enough she was right, as she was able to get atop her furious foe, with her hands going to her shoulders.

"You're so angry! Not a good sparring partner at all..!" Rangiku laughed, straddling her firm bodied foe with knees bent at her side and to the canvas, with her gigantic breasts blanketing Ossi's own. She didn't seem too intent on locking in an actual move right now, merely goading her foe as she pinned her, with her hands pressing tight into those shoulders to keep them flat.

Ossi squirmed furiously beneath Rangiku as the woman straddled her, pinning the Syrian's shoulder's to the mats and pressing her breasts down, her immense bust easily overwhelming Ossi's pert assets. She wriggled, legs kicking and arms flailing aimlessly.

"Ungh.. nggh! Get... off!" she demanded shrilly, her eyes wide with disbelief. She tried bucking her body, desperate to throw off her upstart opponent. This was supposed to be an easy training spar for her, but instead she was trapped beneath Rangiku with the other woman barely breaking a sweat! "Unhand me this instant!"

"Nope..." Was Rangiku's flat answer, as what came next was likely the most predictable of moves from a woman with this frame, in the position she was in. It didn't make her attempts all the easier to resist though, as Rangiku had sought to restrain Ossi as best she could before sliding her bust upwards. Briefly squishing Ossi's chest all the more, before rolling over her collarbone, neck, and finally across her face!

The sheer size of the gingers bosom making Ossi's head near completely disappear, as she wiggled the rest of her frame forward to get fully atop of Ossi's top half!

"Gnhh... you'll pay for this... when I get free!" Ossi blustered unconvincingly as she continued to struggle, but it seemed Rangiku had something else in mind for the Syrian beauty. She was helpless, forced to watch as the wannabe wrestler's breasts were edged towards her face, Rangiku shuffling closer and closer until...

"GMMPPHHH!" Ossi wailed in dismay as Rangiku's massive bust completely enveloped her face, smothering her in the warmth and darkness of the Doctor's bosom. Her legs kicked, twisting at the hips as she fought to free herself, but Rangiku's frame proofed difficult to shift. Her hands flapped around aimlessly, pawing at her adversary's sides, shoulders and breasts, trying to pry herself free to no avail. For the moment Ossi was trapped, wriggling indignantly beneath Rangiku.

Ossi was able to buck about, but Rangiku was far too tight atop her face to easily come off!

Whatsmore, every time her fit foe managed to buck with vigour, Rangiku used those moments to slip her hands around Ossi's head in the tightest manner she could. Foregoing restraining those shoulders and keeping Ossi's arms out of the way, Rangiku was now fully focused on pressing her bust down hard!

She evidently wanted to make it apparent to Ossi what this brawl was all about; a fact she delivered in the most energetic, breathtaking ways, as she laughed amidst her foes struggles!

Ossi's flailing was of no help to her, and soon things got even worse. Rangiku's arms closed around her head, pulling her even deeper into the deep, warm crevice of the doctor's mountainous bust.

"MPPGHHH!" she complained feebly, squirming underneath the woman, the humiliating chain of events filling her with helpless anger. This was supposed to be an easy training spar, but she could feel her head beginning to swim from lack of oxygen. She couldn't get away. She was going to get smothered out! So, so easily...

"Nghhh..." she protested, struggles weakening to feeble kicks of her legs, hands tugging weakly at the arms holding her head in place.

Ossi's struggles didn't stop, even as the ginger was able to lock her arms all the tighter. Enjoying this feeling of control immensely, Rangiku willingly let go of her mount atop Ossi, though her arms didn't slacken.

Sliding to the side of her foe, grinning and near enough laughing all the while, Rangiku soon slowly slid onto her knees. Naturally pulling Ossi with her, to be both kneeling and still within her bust, before Rangiku suddenly began shaking her torso!

Forcing her boobs to jiggle across her unsuspecting victims head!

It was getting harder and harder to draw breath - Ossi's head was swimming from the moist heat of Rangiku's bosom. Her haughty thoughts of a swift victory were well in the past now as she tried to come to terms with just what was happening to her.

Weak and out of breath, she offered little resistance as Rangiku shuffled around, dragging the Syrian along with her. Soon she was on her knees, but her situation had not improved, her face still parked firmly in Rangiku's magnificent cleavage.

"Mmppphh..." she wheezed feebly, arms flapping with increasing weakness at Rangiku's body with no real force. She felt her face buffeted by Rangiku's massive breasts but she was powerless to stop it. Her eyes began to roll and it would only take a few more seconds of this to send Ossi's crashing into unconsciousness!

As Ossi turned limper and limper, she would find herself with more room to breathe. For there was no fun in having a victim that was out cold, Rangiku figured, and she knew already that her smothers simply could not be compared with. Ossi was to become victim to much more, before she'd be allowed to slumber!

Letting her arms loosen up slightly, Ossi would find herself peering up at the doctor, as Rangiku looked down between her own bosom with quite the grin.

"Asleep already? Oh my. I must be boring you..."

Ossi had been close to drifting out of consciousness completely, but to her surprise and confusion, the pressure around her suddenly lessened. The arrogant Arab's head lolled back slightly, giving her enough room to suck in a desperate breath of air away from the cloying embrace of Rangiku's tremendous bosom.

However, it also left her looking into the eyes of her opponent, and Rangiku wasted no time in mocking the trapped Syrian.

"You will...regret your slander," Ossi gasped unconvincingly, gripping Rangiku's wrists and trying to pry the woman's grip from around her head with little success!