Thicc vs Flex- Misty v. Julia Hiroshi

[Luncha_Libre]

Misty let herself sink into Julia, her warm curves just washing over the bluenette. Misty settled her weight onto the gymnast, tried to make herself comfortable, and pulled Julia’s toned leg high into the air. This was a big move, exactly the kind of cool, high-impact wrestling maneuver Misty had pictured herself winning matches with. Excited, head rocking, she just had to wait for that to become a reality!

Misty threw her head with the two count, her afro swaying with the movement, her grin growing wider. Right up until she felt Julia’s body tense, and the muscular little lady shove upward! Misty’s eyes widened in shock, and she was thrown backward. Forced to release the leg, Misty ended up on her side, staring in surprise and disappointment at the referee. There would be no third count, and the crowd cheered for Julia’s fighting spirit.

Unable to hide her disappointment, Misty went up to her knees and looked pleadingly at the ref. With one hand she brushed back her hair, slightly disheveled. The other held up two fingers, with a look of total disbelief on her face. The ref was firm, however, the match would continue.

“You got some fight, girl,” Misty said, her bust heaving as she let out a sigh. The model would then push herself up, before leaning over Julia and looking to hook her hands around the back of her bluenette head. Misty would try to guide the girl up to her feet, then, wanting to lead the girl into the corner and trap her against the turnbuckle. However, Misty’s shocked exchange with the ref had taken some time, time Julia could have used to at least partially recover …

[Noob]

At the last second, Julia was able to kick out of the pin. Not only had she surprised the crowd but the bluenette hadn't been sure herself that she would be able to make it out in time. The gymnast huffed, blowing a few stray strands of hair from her face. "Gawsh...that was close..." She mumbled, still a bit fatigued. Slowly she would sit herself up and take a moment to see what her opponent was doing. She had expected a quick followup to be coming but she saw a very welcomed surprise instead. Misty seemed to be pleading with the referee which was giving Julia some much needed time to rest.

While her opponent made her case, took a few moments to rest. By the time Misty turned back to her she was more than ready to deal with her. "You're about to see just HOW much." She retorted with a smile. While Misty leaned forward, Julia would aim a swift knee to the woman's chest. While she was anything but a powerhouse, the bluenette was hoping it would be enough to stun her foe for a few moments. Since the model didn't seem to do too well in holds, Julia's goal was to wrap her legs around Misty's neck and trap her in a tight headscissor. Her ultimate goal was to try and flip the two around so that Julia could straddle her chest but whether that was possible at the moment was yet to be seen.

[Luncha_Libre]

“C’mon, ref,” Misty whimpered, “that had to be three! Can you go to a tape! Yeah, the tape! They’re recording this, right?” The referee wasn’t budging, no matter how desperately Misty plead with him. All the buxom model knew was that she really wanted this win, and that she was not at all prepared to accept that the cutter hadn’t given it to her!

“Okay, fine, whatever,” Misty said, finally, once the referee refused her for the final time. “I’ll just knock her out for three again!” Misty’s attitude got some laughs from the fans, but clearly didn’t impress Julia much. Turning to see her foe ready and waiting, Misty’s eyes went wide with shock.

“UUUGHN!” Misty cried out, as her bouncy bust was squished beneath the force of Julia’s knee. Misty’s eyes watered, and her hands went up to clutch her squished and bruising bosom. The hard kick to a sensitive spot was enough to knock the wind out of Misty, leaving her totally vulnerable to Julia’s legs, which trapped her in a headscissor!

“AAAH!” Misty shrieked, once she felt those powerful legs clamp around her neck. “Aaah, no! Not fair!” Misty cried out, getting flipped so that Julia was on her chest. Beneath the bluenette, Misty would thrash and kick wildly, trying to unseat her foe, but her curvy body would provide an easy seat for the gymnast. Misty would dig her fingers into Julia’s thighs, trying to pry them off despite lacking the power and leverage to do so. The girl thrashed around like an animal, just desperate to unseat Julia, hoping she could do so before Misty would be totally under her opponent’s control!

[Noob]

After landing a quick blow Julia had taken advantage of the opening her foe had left her. She wrapped her legs around the busty model with the intention of never letting the woman out of her grasp. "Nnnnnng aaaaaaand...THERE!" She said as she struggled to flip Misty on to her back until finally the task was done. Now once again the bluenette could enjoy a dominant position. It was much easier for her to play on the offensive anyway as opposed to her being smushed under her foe.

Julia would lean back a bit and held herself up by keeping her hands pressed against Misty's tummy. "Whew. Ok. Tables successfully turned!" The gymnast said as she flashed her opponent a quick smile. She would quickly tense her legs around the woman's neck which unfortunately proved to have the effect opposite the one she was hoping for. Misty began to thrash and turn which would make it much harder for Julia to stay seated. In fact it wasn't too long before the pair of them were turned onto their side. Now in an awkward position Julia unhooked her legs from around her foe and scrambled away.

"Ugh you're so squirmy!" She whined. She rushed to her feet. The blue haired wrestler soon took a few steps back before taking a deep breath. She would let the fight slow down a bit, now just hopping slightly in place as she waited for Misty to get up. A little breather was nice but Julia didn't want Misty to know that she needed it. "C'mon, up up up. Round two is starting!" She teased.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Aaah! Nnnaaagh!” Misty cried and squirmed in Julia’s grip, the gymnast having a firm hold on her and putting on the pressure. Wincing and groaning as Julia sank her hands into her belly, thrashed from side to side, fists pounding the canvas while she nearly threw a tantrum from beneath her foe. Before the ref could ask Misty if she wanted to submit, the two women would go falling to the side. Fortunately for the model, Julia would unhook her legs and let the model go free. Gasping for air, Misty’s mouth opened wide. She put a hand on her neck, eyes open wide as she took deep breaths.

“Aack,” Misty gasped, “d-damn!” Misty turned her gaze up to Julia, who was up and looking ready to go. Misty bit her lip as Julia challenged her to round two. What could she do? The model knew she couldn’t out-wrestle Julia in a technical sense. She had to do something quick, something that could put her on top again while giving her a chance to breathe. She looked at her slender foe, pushed her own curvy figure up off the canvas, and an idea hit her.

Getting back onto her feet, Misty wasted no time. “Raargh!” she roared, lunging forward. The model hoped that surprise would be on her side as she threw her body at Julia, looking to almost tackle the gymnast with a sudden rush. If Misty could get her arms around the young woman, she would lean into her, pressing her curvy body flush against Julia until she had overwhelmed her. Then, if Misty could get her arms around Julia’s head, she would complete her plan: bracing her feet wide apart, Misty would take Julia by the head, and shove the girl’s face into her impressive cleavage! Going for a standing smother, Misty would take deep breaths, while trying to smother the air out of her foe!

[Noob]

Aside from a bit of a misstep, Julia felt like she had been in control for most of this match. She had been handling her opponent quite well and if things continued at this pace she knew it was only a matter of time before she had Misty tapping out. Right now though she was enjoying a bit of a lull in the action which had given her time to catch her breath. Dealing with her curvy foe was no easy task after all. For now though she would project confidence and challenge her opponent to another round of what Julia hoped would be a butt whooping.

What the bluenette was not expecting though was for Misty to come out of the gate with a burst of energy. The model's roar caused Julia to freeze for just a second as she tried to process what was happening. That moment was enough for the woman to make her move though and soon Julia was being pressed back by the other woman. "Ahhh wait! Round two didn't start yet!" The gymnast yelled in a panic as she was immediately pushed back and struggling to stay on her feet.

Before Julia knew it, Misty was pulling her head right into their rather large bust. "Mmpphhh!" Julia let out a muffled scream as her face was buried between the woman's tits. Each breath Misty took would only cause her chest to press tighter against the bluenette while reminding her that she was becoming short on air. Meanwhile for a few moments the gymnast would just flail her arms as she let out a few more muffled protests. Soon Julia would press her hands against Misty's shoulders in hopes of pushing the woman away before her dwindling air supply vanished.

[Luncha_Libre]

Misty had been on the ropes for a while, but now she was starting to feel a surge of energy. Lunging out and taking hold of Julia had worked wonders, and in a flash the bluenette’s head was buried deep between Misty’s impressive breasts! The model leaned in hard, letting the heat from her body fill Julia’s mouth and nose, pressing in hard, wanting to cut off her air while giving Misty a chance to catch some for herself.

Misty could feel Julia’s struggles for freedom, felt Julia’s hands on her shoulders. Misty responded by shimmying her shoulders, trying to keep the gymnast from getting a firm grip on her. This had the added effect of making Misty’s breasts bounce around Julia’s trapped face, smacking her around a bit with her flesh, hopefully adding to the humiliation. But Misty knew she couldn’t keep this up for long without risking some kind of reversal. Taking a deep breath, letting her big tits swell and envelope Julia’s face just one more time, Misty readied herself to move.

Taking a wide stance, Misty flexed her buns and shifted at her hips. The model tried to throw Julia then, shifting her weight so that she could toss the gymnast into the corner. After that, Misty would follow up by taking a deep breath, and rushing in to hit Julia with a massive corner splash, throwing her buxom body one last time against the slender gymnast. Misty’s initial plan had worked, giving her a chance to breathe and recover from some of the beating she’d taken in this match. However, as she took her last few recovering breaths, hopefully with Julia waiting in the corner, she gave the bluenette some time to recover as well. Something that didn’t occur to Misty until her buxom body was already flying through the air.

[Noob]

The bluenette only whimpered as she felt Misty shake her around between her tits. It was quite disorienting for the poor gymnast who's vision was already completely obscured. The crowd seemed to be enjoying themselves though and Misty would find herself on the receiving end of their cheers and hollers. Meanwhile Julia was left squirming, now completely robbed of air as Misty took a deep breath and just let her chest press tightly against Julia.

Finally though Julia found herself free of the fleshy prison. She let out a slight gasp as she was tossed right into the corner. Now panting she would slump back slightly, her face bright red from a mixture of the lack of air and the humiliating hold she had just endured. The bluenette couldn't believe she had almost fallen to just her opponent's bust no matter how big it might have been. Still a bit dazed, it would take Julia a moment to fully regain her senses and figure out what she would try next.

Misty had given her a precious few moments to recover and Julia was taking full advantage, filling her lungs with air and just trying to get her now fatigued muscles to work for her. As she looked up she soon saw her opponent rushing right at her, obviously attempting to crush the bluenette against the corner. Left with little other option, Julia would just use the corner as leverage to help her hop up and throw her feet foreward, hoping to ram them into Misty's chest as she came crashing towards her.

[Luncha_Libre]

Misty had a wide grin that would only grow as the fans cheered her on. Misty turned her beaming face up toward the crowd, grinning and nodding, even as her impressive bust would bounce around poor Julia’s face!

When Misty was ready, she threw her opponent into the corner, hoping to set the slender gymnast up for another move that would take advantage of her hippy frame: a full body splash! Waving to the fans once, Misty would run in, launch herself up into the air, giving the fans a full view of her bouncing boobs as she arced through the sky toward Julia … only to get a nasty, unexpected surprise!

“EEEAAAAAUGH!” Misty screamed when she landed hard on Julia’s boots! Misty’s eyes went wide in shock, and she staggered back. Misty felt as if she’d just had her breasts stomped on with her own full weight and momentum, and the impact knocked the air right out of her. “Hhhhghnnnn!” Misty moaned, stumbling backward. Pitifully, Misty hugged her boobs, fingers massaging the sensitive flesh as she stumbled back.

It was too much. Misty fell flat on her back, her legs kicking the air in pain. “OOoohhhh … owwwieee … Damn, my boobs!” Misty was reduced to whimpering, the pain being too much for her. The pain, and the sheer humiliation of getting countered in such a simple, yet effective way! “Th-that’s … what I get …” Misty panted, chest heaving as her face twisted in a grimace, “for fighting like … a damn bimbo …” Misty kneaded the soft flesh of her breasts, shaking her head in disbelief.

[Noob]

Barely managing to react in time, Julia drove her boots right into Misty's chest. Some quick thinking on her part had just managed to keep herself from getting flattened in the corner. That would have surely spelled the end for the bluenette. It was clear from the woman's reaction that she had hit a sensitive spot. Luckily for Julia this gave her a good amount of time to catch her breath again. She was going to need that if she wanted to reassert herself in this match.

"Hah, take that! NO ONE smushes Julia Hiroshi!" She called out with as much bravado as she could muster. If she was being honest though the bluenette thought that she was going to be a pancake moments earlier. Now it was her turn to dish out the pain though and the gymnast would be sure to push her foe's flexibility to the limit once she got the chance.

"Yeah maybe you should try some better moves." Julia teased as she walked up to Misty. "Here let me show ya a good one! It's a classic!" she said with a grin. The bluenette would grab Misty's kicking legs and would try to use them to flip the woman onto her stomach. It was soon obvious that Julia was going for a boston crab and if all went well she would slowly try and lower herself onto Misty's back while cranking the woman's legs back further and further to the crowd's delight.