Bloom Debut! - Mary Bloom vs Isaiah Bowen (Completed)

[Darius 2.0]

Her breasts now firmly in Isaiah's face Mary would lean into the smother, her giant boobs completely cutting off Isaiah's airways on account of just their sheer size and weight. Hoping that the move flustered him again she hoped to weaken him by depriving him of precious oxygen. She held his head in there tightly with her arms, but when her big bouncy butt was slapped she let out a small yelp.

Isaiah was either trying to escape her hold or was being frisky. Either way, Mary practically purred after the firm slap. "Hmmmm, harder, daddy," she cooed, wincing as more slaps landed upon her backside, turning her one butt cheek a nice shade of red.

Her excitement growing more Mary's long legs would begin to snake around Isaiah's, trying to spread them out with hers in a tight grapevine, trying to make it even harder for him to escape her smother.

[SimplePride]

Isaiah knew if he didn't escape now, it would be curtains for him, it seemed his lewd for lewd strategy backfired as Mary seemed to enjoy it. Now in a grapevine/smother, his chances were looking dire, so in one last desperate heave. Isaiah would sit up and try to push and punch his way out of the smother.

[Darius 2.0]

After smothering Isaiah for several moments, enjoying the struggling of her male victim, Mary would be pushed off of Isaiah with a yelp, ending her dominant hold. Rolling on the mat to put some distance between them Mary would quickly make her way to her feet, smirking at the self-declared prophet.

"Aw what's the matter?" Mary teased with a giggle. "Why so afraid to be close to me?"

[SimplePride]

Isaiah staggered to his feet, "I'll admit, you are cute, but I like breathing a bit more." Isaiah stood there trying to catch his breath, "Don't take it the wrong way, I was just struggling to get out of the hold, I wasn't spanking you on purpose. You seem like the girl I'd like a warm hug from, not one I'd necessarily...you know...breed with, for lack of better term." Isaiah went into a fighting stance, keeping one eye on her eyes and the other on those smothering weapons on her chest...

[Darius 2.0]

Mary smiled a sweet smile at her opponent. "Oh, you want a hug?" she asked with a giggle. "Why didn't you just say so?"

The blonde would then dart forward in an attempt to wrap her arms around Isaiah's waist, pressing those big breasts against his chest as she did so. If she managed that Mary would use that impressive strength of hers to lift the man right off the mat into a crushing bearhug!

[SimplePride]

Isaiah grunted as Mary's arms seized around his back in a bearhug, "Oh, me and my big mouth!" Isaiah exclaimed with a chuckle. Isaiah wasn't lying when he said he wanted a hug, even though it hurt, Mary's sweet demeanor made it almost like a mother's embrace, and Isaiah couldn't help but smile, and even try to hug Mary's neck...

[Darius 2.0]

Successfully lifting Isaiah off the mat Mary squeezed him tightly in her grip. The big blonde made the muscular scarred man look like a child in her arms. Already Mary started compressing Isaiah's spin and ribs together against her soft but undeniably strong body. There was nothing more the amazon loved than crushing others with her powerful form.

Mary smiled when Isaiah wrapped her arms around her as well, making it look like it was an intimate moment between the two of them rather than her squeezing the life out of him. "Aw, does that feel nice?" Mary cooed softly into Isaiah's ear. She readjusted her grip, lifting him up a bit higher off the mat and into the air, supporting him completely. "Hmmmm, don't worry....I'll take good care of you....just drift away..." Mary's grip on Isaiah would slowly get tighter and tighter on him as the seconds ticked by.

[SimplePride]

Isaiah realized that this was what was going to end him, but, he honestly didn't care. He liked being bearhugged, especially if its from a cute girl like Mary. Isaiah smiled, as the oxygen was being slowly being driven out of him, he whispered back "I hold no malice to you.." Isaiah's vision began to blur, and soon he went limp...

[Darius 2.0]

Mary could feet the strength slowly start to leave Isaiah's body as she sapped it out of him He was becoming more and more limp the longer she held him. Mary smiled, loving that feeling of another persons body surrendering to hers. IT wasn't long before the man went very still in her arms and she was holding him up like a limp noodle.

"Could you come check on him?" Mary asked the ref nearby. "He seems to be all tuckered out..." The ref would approach Isaiah was Mary propped him up, lifting his arm once to see it if fell.

[SimplePride]

Isaiah was in la-la land when the ref lifted his arm, it came down with a thud ,"One..." The ref did it again, "Two..." The ref again lifted his arm, and it fell with a thud, "Ok, he's out. Let go of him." the ref instructed, calling for the bell...