Takao vs Ionel

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"Comfy as ever huh? All those years out of the ring and you're still soft as a gummy bear." Ionel purred, her voice softening as her arousal rose. Ionel's abs were anything but soft, hardened like steel and frictious as a cheese grater, going to town on Takao's abs. A hasty flex wasn't enough to stop the flood of muscle crushing against her, muscles flattening muscles then forcing her air out of her tummy as she grinded away with a growing sweatiness, panting rudley into her opponent's face.

Soon, Ionel leaned forwards and began to let her massive breasts join in, grinning as she pushed them nip to nip into Takao's. The squished space grew even more crowded as two massive pairs of tits strove to capture space and one was going to crush the other. She bit back a moan as her own pair struggled not to squish too much as it hardened more and more. In the process, it beccame more sensitive adding a drawback to the immense pressure she was placing on it and her shoulders in attempting to flatten her curvy opponent.

Deciding she needed Takao even hornier, she began to swipe her abs left and right with swift, sudden scrubs. She knew Takao had true muscles but they weren't going to come out themselves. Her smug look continued as she showed off just how amazingly toned her own were... and how easily they were rubbing and sinking into Takao's curves. She didn't need to say it; Takao knew everything the bigger woman was already implying.

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Takao shuddered as a result of Ionel's taunts and rubs. She has never slowed down ever since entering the ring, so it meant her methods were just plainly inferior if this match was just the older woman being continuously flattened. It would be a massive dent to her pride admitting that all of these grinds weren't anything but overwhelming, however that was precisely her current mindset. Every single brush created a new layer of sweat on top of abs (mostly Takao's) being ironed. The Japanese woman's body started becoming less symmetrical thanks Ionel's steel armor grating against her aggressively. If she needed confirmation that the blonde didn't lose her expertise, this couldn't be more blatantly obvious.

Too preoccupied in her own pleasure and shock, she couldn't halt the brute's desire to close the distance. "Aahhhh~" Cooing even louder as their breasts mushroomed against one another, nipples already hardening. She asked for a intensive grind, so Takao had no room to complain no matter the result. Now her entire torso had to be navigated if she didn't want to become a stain in the corner, combating against Ionel's offence with her slower grinds only for the match to quickly escalate.

"AHHHHH~" More forceful whines flew out of her mouth as a result of her body being swiped by the equivalent of a steel blade. She couldn't hold onto a curvy cover willing or not. "(You...need to stop...her moving)" Her mind accepted that it was too late to catch up in this grinding battle, so other strengths had to be concentrated on. Takao tried grasping on the nearby ropes to support her body, while those legs up to the kneecap tried sliding in between the gap of Ionel's pair. By spreading out those limbs and contracting them, she hoped to capture the blonde by the ankles. A single heave followed by Takao trying to lift herself and put Ionel off balance, so the giant would fall onto her back.

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The corner was maybe Ionel's favourite position to be putting another woman in. Here she didn't need to think so much about strategy, stamina, dexterity or all that troublesome hogwash. The match was reduced to its basest elements; body against body. Best of all it wasn't in some lame metaphorical sense but a very literal one. Ionel's muscular avalanche crashed against the fertile softness of Takao's curves as she slowly piled on wait, pressure, and sigh-inducing pleasure. She loved the way that dumpling's tits were slowly pasting beneath hers, faring just a little better than her tortured tummy. She was almost in heaven as she enjoyed the feeling of softness firming up then threatening to turn into putty under the sheer pressure, tits and abs hardening in intimate arousal.

Of course, Takao had to ruin it again. Ionel had been so caught up in her favourite pastime of pancake making she'd ignored the thwapping of Takao's legs against her own, writing it off as empty desperation before an early defeat. In reality, it was an old trick and Ionel cursed as she found her knees buckling and bending, falling backwards with a mighty thud onto the mat!

She growled and pulled herself to her fleet, taking a moment to kick out her feet and glare at Takao not with the anger of an insult but a hunter denied its prey. There were no words to describe it so she decided actions could take care of that. She'd stomp forth and throw a big haymaker moreso out of frustration (sexual or tactical it was hard to tell), wanting to knock Takao off balance before wrappign her arms around her waist and attempting to hoist her backwards, over her shoulder, into the air, and crashing to the mat!

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Despite being smaller and not as heavily built, Takao usually had the physique capable of winning body to body clashes against these sort of opponents. It was just being blindsided led to her not being able to use her muscles effectively. If only she started grinding back earlier then her iron wall would have weathered the blonde's battering ram instead. Having been less distracted by arousal, Takao was able to entangle her opponent's legs before she could notice and trip the American woman to the ground.

Even after being freed from the embrace, Takao still felt as if she was on fire thanks to the recent tummy torture, although this moment was short lived, allowing her to quickly regain the concentration needed to fight back again. Not even bothering to adjust her bikini top, she glared at her rival recovering from the trip.

Ionel might have forgotten the strike stipulation or intended to punch Takao's head clean off her shoulders, but the submission specialist was just prepared in time. Bowing her head to duck beneath the fist, she then used the ropes to propel herself past her opponent and abruptly turn around, so she would be staring at the beast's back. Willing to show off some power, she tucked her head underneath Ionel's non punching arm and grasped the blonde's waist area. Some further grunts followed as Takao temporarily tried holding this massive weight on her shoulder and falling back to make the giant suffer from a belly to back suplex.

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Ionel's massive weight worked against her with the suplex rocking her body like an earthquake. It was fast enough that she didn't even cry out in pain, the shock momentarily stunning her as she was flipped onto her shoulders, butt up to the lights and limbs splayed out. Shock gave way to pain and Ionel kicked and thrashed, groaning out as she attempted to escape the pain and roll off to the side. Her head was feeling blurry from sweat and the headache that was slowly taking over most of her active thought processes. Yet anger at being caught off guard and sheer lustfulness and determination was keeping her awake.

She'd stagger up to a fighting stance and grin.

"Lucky. But try getting lucky again!"

She would duck low and charge to Takao as she attempted to lift her up in her muscular arms. Like someone holding a huge stack of crates, Ionel would at first teeter and then drop forward. If she was successful in her initial grab, Takao would be lifted up then sent swinging towards the ground in a mighty slam of Ionel's own.

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Takao managed to free herself from the dead zone for now. Her suplex creating a little tremor, enough to faze the audience but just another Tuesday for leviathans like these. Just as she was about to relinquish her grip and possibly attempt a revenge grind, the blonde powered out of Takao's hold immediately. "Hurhhhhhh..." At least her body was only slightly elevated by that rather than being taken along for the trip. She could only feel the mildest of twitching in her belly now that enough time has passed, so it took little time for the Japanese woman to stand once more.

She was far from scared and ready to take the jackpot, but her opponent made an unexpected recovery. Before she could even hope of sidestepping out of the way, the submission specialist was caught in her rival's clutches. Unable to use her legs to leave a fracture in Ionel's grasp, the raven haired beauty was slammed against the mat rather haphazardly. "Hrghhhhhhhhhh!" Growling in response to the sudden affliction on her back. She could only glare up at her adversary while temporarily trapped.

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"And don't think I'm done just yet!" Ionel shouted out, seizing her opponent's thighs under her armpits. Knowing that she had the advantage, a mean grin spread over her lips as she turned around with knees bent, back and buttocks facing Takao and giving the crowd a suggestive look of her heavy, hanging tits. Ionel didn't have a smother on her mind, not with her tits anyways.

Near bare buttocks dropped down straight onto Takao's face as her mighty legs were trapped under the blonde giantess' armpits. Powerful thighs of her own squished down onto Takao's biceps as she trapped her in a facesitting variant of a normal pin. This wasn't a pin-count match however and Ionel grinned - she was going to enjoy that cute face becoming very intimate with her similarly toned, tight and tough tush!

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Of course it was far from over, much to Takao's dread, she had to hear more of that chatter mixed in with actual offence. She squirmed underneath her opponent's body weight, unable to free her body immediately thanks to Ionel already seizing her mightiest weapons. "Urhhhhhhhh..." Humming from the blonde just simply shifting around, although her legs were thankfully not twisted. Takao couldn't tilt her head, so she became victim to her arrogant opponent's humiliating facesit move.

"Mmmmmm...MMMMMMMMMMM" The manoveure working as intended, draining the Japanese woman's stamina through loss of breath while her appendages and limbs were restrained by those bulky muscles. If only one had an x-ray to witness the grimace on Takao's face, being forced to take in her foe's scent and weight pointblank, trailing to the shoulders as well. She only had a finite amount of time before the blonde could possibly play with an unconscious body.

Even if she couldn't directly fight against the powerhouse's raw might, the Japanese woman tried coiling her wrists around Ionel's thighs and very slowly spread them apart to gain further leverage. Even with limited movement in her thighs, she attempted to hook them underneath the blonde's shoulders, hoping a slight adjustment to posture, could lead to their bodies becoming parallel over time.

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Takao's moans were muffled under the sweaty nethers of her opponent and buried by her cries of arrogant pleasure. She was on top metaphorically and physically, her opponent's desperate gasps for air music to her ears and her crotch, and showing off her dominance as the supreme heavyweight from their league. Currents of pure ecstasy travelled up her spine, perking up her nips and tightening her tummy with the pride of a woman under which few were not flattened clear for all to see.

Pride also typically preceded the fall and even for a 6''7 giantess, this wasn't an exception. Lost in the pleasures emotional and sensual of being in control, she didn't notice the way Takao's limbs were gradually shifting about. To her they were the mere frantic attempts of a desperate woman to escape. With a smirk on her features, her ass cheeks tightened with rows of tightness as she straightened up, pressing her ass down harder onto her face.

"I'll take you home to make sure you're made all soft and putty like. You'll be my biggest squeeze-toy yet~" She spoke out loud as her tits wildly jiggled, lightly bouncing back and forth.

[SwordSavior1]

After a long dominant streak here, Takao being in such an undignified position left quite an impression on the watchers and the laying wrestler herself. The submission specialist tried to control her resentment and concentrate on extending survival, every little second counted. Her own nipples become excited due to sensual nature of this bout.

Much to Takao's relief, her giantess of an opponent didn't notice the true intention behind recent movements, even if it resulted in further humiliation thanks to increasing on the raven haired woman's face. She was this close to breaking as evident by her growls. Still slowly spreading Ionel's legs apart so the American wouldn't be entirely grounded.

"Uurrrrrahhhhhhh!" A muffled roar could be heard underneath Ionel's frame. Not wishing to go on the worst date ever, she thrusted her upper body to hopefully offcentre the blonde slightly, so the larger woman would fall forward, resulting in their bodies becoming more parallel. Even if they were still in close proximity, Takao would gain more room to breath as well as control, having restrained Ionel's four corners, occasionally swiping her body to grind against the other woman's belly.