L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

''Ahhh am I making you angry? Well if it bothers you so much that your getting smothered out then break free , and return the favor''taunted Tiffany as she was confident with how Brynhild was mumbling that the other woman would not be able to kick out that easily as she pushed down with all her might

If Tiffany was able to see Brynhild's face from underneath her breasts, she would have seen a very pissed-off and angry giant that wants to rip her off and send her flying with brute force.

As the big woman would feel around with her hand, trying to find her opponent's rib area, before digging her nails into Tiffany's side, she would want to use the small moment of pain to roll them back over, but this time she would be on top again.

Tiffany would soon find herself learning the true meaning of the saying don't mess with the horns if you don't wanna be gored. As she had poked the bull to many times , and Brynhild was not having it anymore as the barmaid would sink her nails into the German native's side as she cried out in respond just before she got tossed off the big woman as she landed on the canvas beside her.

Tossing Tiffany aside with ease... That was just a normal day for Brynhild as she had been tossing around since she was a young girl, and someone like Tiffany's size is too light to keep her bigger frame down for long.

"So... Let's see what you do now little girl" the big woman would say with a smirk.

As she would reach down and grab her opponent by the midsection, before wrapping her arms around the other woman's waist and starting to squeeze. Placing Tiffany in a bear hug and squeezing to see how much the other woman can take.

Tiffany would just groan as she was bucked off as she had underestimated the strength that Brynhild had as she tried to get back up. However besides being strong she was also quick , and more experienced with moving quickly through slippery stuff. As the other woman had quickly reached her , and grasped her by the waist as she was picked up as if she weighed nothing as she groaned as she muttered ''I am not an little girl''

Tightening the grip around the other woman's waist, Brynhild would smirk as her taunting her opponent made her lose a breath from replying to her taunting.

" oh you are a little girl. With those little bug bites, you call breasts compared to mines." the older woman says.

As the big woman would start to shake Tiffany from side to side in her bearhug hold, wanting to target the other woman back take wear it down making it easily to crush the cute barmaid.

''My breasts aren't small you blond bitch''growled Tiffany as nobody had ever dared claim she had an small chest. Until now it seemed as Brynhild seemed to take pleasure in taunting her as she was trapped within the older woman's grasp as she was being swung from left to right with no way out as she tried to overpower the big woman's grip in order to escape from the bearhug.

"Now now none of that little girl... Nothing wrong with having small breasts like yours compared to mines." the older woman would taunt.

As Brynhild would keep squeezing and shaking her younger opponent from side to side, she can feel her grip being loosened... Either from the oil or Tiffany's anger at being mocked about her breasts being smaller.

''Stop calling me that as there is nothing little about me. Your just huge and those tits your proud off are clearly fake''gasped Tiffany as she was squeezed within Brynhild's grasp. As she tried to break free as she pushed out with all her strength as she felt the oil help her slightly as she hoped to break free and slip away if possible.

Brynhild was tightening her grip enjoying the gasps and struggles of her opponent trying to escape her hold, but she stops when Tiffany calls her boobs fake... Something that nobody has ever spoken to her at all.

Letting go of the other woman as she stands up to her full height "What did you just say to me you little bitch" she says in a pissed-off tone.

As she growls and lunges forward with her arm out planning on slamming a haymaker punch to Tiffany's face.