L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Sending Storm to the canvas quickly enough, Moira was showing a surprising amount of aggression for a smother match, as she kicked off her feet and paced to the ropes behind her once more. This time aiming to put her entire body behind her follow-up, Moira yet again looked to return to the grounded Storm with authority, before kicking both feet out behind her.

To gain a little distance in the air, prior to letting gravity act upon her heavy figure. To bring her down for a rather dominant and no doubt air-depriving body splash!

Storm was taken back by Moira, from studying the woman other matches she always been a slow starter then come on stronger later during the match. But right now she hitting hard and fast has taken her by surprise, which Storm did not see coming at all or planned for.

Looking up Storm swears to see a massive shadow coming down, realizing it Moira and not able to roll away in time. Knowing that this might hurt her more then her opponent Storm gets her knees up.

Returning to Storm with gusto to her frame, Moira was pacing across the ring like a damned freight train. Every part of her body was jiggling, from her thick thighs to her plump rear, to her curvy tummy and gigantic bust. It went without saying that this match type favoured the busty brunette, but Moira apparently didn't see fault in reminding the crowd and Storm both of said fact.

Figure flying through the air after that lively jump, Moira saw all too late Storm's reaction to the threat of being crushed. Trying and failing to bring her arms down to cover her core, Moira would let out a hell of a gasp as those knees connected to her sternum. A motion made all the more agonising, given Moira had literally jumped into them!

The pressure of being crushed under Moira would likely fall upon Storm all the same, even if it was through her legs, but Moira was in absolutely no state to capitalise. Instead she fell below of where Storm's legs were, with her frame rolling onto its back. A perfect spot for the brunette to raise her arms up to her core as she would have earlier, though naturally not to cover up from a strike that had already occurred. But to instead rub and sooth her waistline, as if it were a crying infant!

Getting the knees up just in time, likely saved Storm from taking a massive full body splash. The issue was due to how heavy Moira is and all of her momentum she was able to muster up for the move, all of which landed straight onto Storm knees.

Letting out a loud grunt of pain, from being landed on and clutching her knees with her hands not able to put any pressure on her opponent mistake, due to her knees throbbing. As she slowly gets to her knees glaring at her opponent, shaking her head at the thought that she is hurting this much so early in the match.

"Damn girl you hit like a freight train. Wish you was apart of my old football team could have used a girl like you on the squad.,"

Moira was met with a compliment but she was hardly in a state to take it. Storm's muscular legs had absolutely no give when Moira came down on them, which wasn't at all a surprise given the strong gals posture. Holding her curvy tummy as the blonde made her way upwards, Moira followed suite though at a noticeably slower pace.

She even stopped for a good moment, to rub the ache that had beset and filled her core.

With a big exhale, Moira tried to push upon her thighs in order to get herself to a full stand. Though she felt it would be somewhat unlikely she beat her foe to a rise, given the state.

Getting to her feet standing on shaky legs, slapping her knees with her hands to get them to stop. Storm groans a bit deciding to go on the offensive now and show her opponent that her muscles are more powerful then Moira thickness.

Rushing towards her opponent and grabbing Moira by her mid section, lifting her up and going for a bearhug squeezing her plump foe against her firm toned chest.

"Take a deep breath cause this is gonna hurt big time."

Moira soon found herself beset upon again, with Storm apparently eager to worsen the damage on Moira's now aching curvy core. Grunting as the powerhouse closed in, Moira immediately found herself kicking against her foe as she was hoisted off her feet. In a squeeze no less!

Wheezing almost instantly from the pain in her core, Moira wasn't intending to take this unusually strong hug for long. One hand to her foes shoulder, the other would come behind her to that grip - with the goal being to find a few fingers and pry at them, before Storm could fully lock in her submission attempt!

Storm seeing the chance to really work over her thick opponent is already planning on what she is going to do, she going to begins her plan by really squeeze deep in the bearhug. She was even going to press her advantage by wanting to shake Moira from side to side in the hold, to show off her amazing strength and two knowing it will hurt her opponent even more.

Before she could even put her plan into action and lock in the bearhug, her opponent hand is on her shoulder the other reaching for something. But Storms feels her fingers being grabbed and tried to be pried apart by Moira, glaring at the woman trying to keep her fingers together "your not going to break my grip... I got you.."

Moira had tried a casual effort almost to escape Storm's embrace, but the blonde seemingly wasn't interested in letting Moira free any time soon. Uninterested in the prospect of being squeezed breathless, Moira hooked a single thick thigh around Storm's hip, purely to keep herself steady. For what came next - that being both hands coming in at the same time, either side of Storm's head.

To clap it, as if Storm's noggin' was a bell for her to ring!

If such a strike hit it no doubt would turn Storm's grip to mush, allowing Moira to push once more to her feet, where a grip to her foes shoulders and head would be the follow up!

Everything was going great for Storm. She had Moira in a tight bearhug trying to squeeze the life out of her very plump opponent, even planning on ending the match by making the woman pass out if she is lucky to do it.

But all of that goes down the drain when two hands from both sides claps Storm head and ears. "UGHHHH." as She breaks her grip moving her hands up to cover her ears from the ringing noise, leaving herself wide open to Moira counter move or whatever the other woman has planned.