Alisha Grace vs. Bianca Valentine - Big and Squishy

[Arjuna]

When she heard Bianca's words, Alisha's smile widened. "That's more I like it~" she crooned, looking delighted that her opponent was finally going to match her efforts. But then, she felt Bianca's meaty butt rubbing against her crotch, and the Indian beauty had to hold back her shudder of delight as she kept her opponent in the full nelson.

Thinking that Bianca had lowered her guard, Alisha decided that it's time to change her tactic a little. "Well, sorry, but I'm gonna hurt you juuuust a tiny little bit," she told the Jamaican woman, apologizing to her before she tried to lift her up while holding her in the full nelson, adding strain around her shoulders, displaying her amazing strength as she would try to lift her equally-huge opponent off of the mat.

[SubtleRoar]

"Hhnnhh...~" *Her mind casually wandering into dangerous territory, Bianca knew that one unsightly misstep and she'd be back where she started. Allowing Alisha to believe that her body was slowly melting within her delicate grasp, the facetious islander felt a sharp, drastic shift within Alisha's weight.* "O..oh..?" *She responded to her preemptive apology as she began to feel weightless yet again.*

"Haa..n..not so fast!" *Blessed with being more bottom heavy than top, Bianca thrusted herself downward to prevent Alisha from taking full advantage of her uniquely shaped physique. It wouldn't be the worst punishment she had ever received for being reckless, not by a longshot, but she refused to be outdone by someone she had just met.*

[Arjuna]

It seemed that Bianca managed to stop herself from being hauled up by Alisha, preventing her from suffering the intense pain around her shoulders as she was being subjected to the full nelson. But Alisha had another plan going on, and after her failed attempt to lift the Jamaican woman up, she decided to abandon the plan while still keeping her in the full nelson. From there, she would press her own ample breasts against Bianca's back, letting those meaty buns to mushroom against her.

Hoping that the sensation of her breasts mashing against Bianca's back would distract the Jamaican woman, Alisha would try to sweep at her legs as she would fall forward, looking to bring Bianca chest first into the mat. And with Alisha's weight added into the equation, the Indian beauty was certain that the landing would hurt her opponent's breasts.

[SubtleRoar]

*Feeling as if she had succeeded in staving off the worst of the abuse, Bianca felt comfortable in trying to shoot her elbows down in an attempt to collapse Alisha's arms, thereby freeing herself from being ensnared within Alisha's full nelson. However, it appeared as though her Indian adversary had alternate plans.* "H..huuuh?" *The visceral contact from Alisha's heavenly tits pressing against her spine sent Bianca into a maelstrom of lust, almost forcing her to collapse from the contact alone.* "F.ffffhhh...!"

"While the soothing, breast nestling felt wonderful for the groggy jamaican, it also provided Alisha with a distinct advantage- Bianca couldn't, for the life of her, regain her earlier footing. The likelihood of Alisha controlling the reigns seemed inevitable, and to her dismay, she did.* "THUD!" *Bianca's airbags smashed against the cold, unforgiving ring as she winched from the impact before sprawling out across the ground.* "Uhhh...mm..." *She sputtered out in a dazed grumble, too exhausted to conjure up a coherent sentence.*

[Arjuna]

Successfully bringing Bianca down into the mat chest first, Alisha saw this as her opportunity to seize her win, but she decided that she might as well have her fun first before she could finally secure her victory. Straddling on Bianca's back, facing away from her, she would then grab one of her legs, pulling it back so that she could put her in a half Boston crab, which also spread her legs apart.

While Bianca wore an outfit that covered lots of her skin, Alisha saw no problem with it as she would just rub her pussy through the fabric of her outfit. Wrenching her leg back with one hand, the Indian beauty would use her other hand to start stroking on her covered sex, looking to have the shape of her folds outlined on the fabric of her outfit.

"Tell me how this feels, dear~" Alisha purred as she started working on her pussy, looking to excite her first before she could bring this match to the next level.

[SubtleRoar]

*Her mind caught in an unshakable fog, Bianca felt herself suffer a gruesome whiplash the second Alisha began to wrench against her thick, chubby leg.* "AAAGGGH! L..LET GO!" *She painfully screeched, realizing almost immediately that she was completely and utterly helpless in her current predicament, and she knew the merciless tormenter controlling the reigns would only giggle at her misery.*

"W..wha...o..ooh...~" *However, just as her leg felt as if it was about to snap, Bianca felt the distinct sensation of her unmentionable region being ever so delicately caressed, sending an ineffably calming wave of relief throughout her aching body.* "D..d...don't..s.s..stop...~" *What was she doing? This was a live fight, being broadcasted all over the world! She had to retaliate...she had to...she...couldn't. As her body sank deeper and deeper into the quicksand of climaxing, Bianca continued to mutter through deep suspirations.* "S..so..g..good..~"

[Arjuna]

Bianca's reaction was all Alisha wanted as she would keep up with her rubbing, stimulating the Jamaican woman's covered sex, looking to arouse her. "Hehe... I'm glad you like it... but how about I make you feel much better?" The Indian beauty asked before she decided to tug at the fabric of her outfit right at the area of her crotch so that she could start tearing a hole on it. Whatever she wore underneath wouldn't matter as she would be presented with a prize that she coveted since the beginning of the match.

"Here... we... go~" Alisha purred as she would start fingering Bianca's pussy, plunging her fingers into the folds, looking to bring her opponent to the height of pleasure. She would also make sure that the cameramen got the perfect angles as they captured everything in their cameras, which would be displayed for everyone to see. The crowd were going wild thanks to this erotic display, which spurred the Indian beauty to quicken her pace, hoping to bring Bianca closer and closer to an orgasm.

[SubtleRoar]

"Haah...haaaaaaah!!" *It would soon be discovered by all who were watching that Bianca had decided to go commando for this bout, her confidence having gotten the better of her, due to Alisha being unheard of. She thought it wouldn't be as burdensome to wear a superfluous amount of undergarments, and Alisha would never be able to take on the likes of the jamaican queen- She was wrong. Terribly, terribly wrong, and now, in front of god knows how many spectators, she was paying the price for her hubris.*

"C..can't...haaahaaa!" *Bianca felt herself shriek from the unquenchable fervor of her adversary, every limb of her body beginning to convulse furiously as she continued to beg and plead to be released.* "P..p..please..I..f..feel..i..it...AAAAH!" *Just as she was about to complete her sentence, Bianca slanted her eyes shut as she felt her pussy squirt in front of the capacity crowd. Her face illuminated an all new shade of coral frustration, as the last vestige of energy had now stained the ring.* "Uunn...aaaah...~"

[Arjuna]

After fingering Bianca for a while, Alisha finally got what she wanted as her opponent came thanks to her fingering, and she let out a soft coo as she looked at her squirting out her cum from her pussy. Still, Alisha didn't abandon the hold, still keeping Bianca in the half Boston crab. Removing her fingers from Bianca's drenched sex, she would taste the juices as she licked her fingers.

"So... do you want to tap out? Or do you want to cum some more?" Alisha asked, preparing herself to finger Bianca again and bring her to her second orgasm if the Jamaican woman didn't want to submit. After all, while hentai moves were encouraged here in this match, it couldn't decide the winner.

[SubtleRoar]

"N..n..no more!" *Bianca screamed, a rare combination of anguish and bliss causing her to verbally bumble out a reply.* "I.s..s..submit!" *She couldn't believe her own words, but the confluence of esoterically pleasurable pain ruined any chance she had of being able to mount a comeback. She slammed the palm of her right hand against the ring mat furiously, on the verge of shooting out yet another load of her feminine juices. The mortification she felt was beyond description, and Bianca knew that forfeiting was her only escape.*

"Y...you...you're...good.." *However, despite being thoroughly beaten by the larger woman, she held no animosity towards her- Both knew the risks of accepting this match, and Alisha just wanted it more than her. This fact managed to coax out a smile, as she peered out towards the crowd to discover just how elated the fans were.*