Amelie R. Vs. Brittany Y. - The Biggest, Baddest.

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Brit could of easily of clamped down with her teeth, but to do so would have forced a break if only by the minor disregard for rules!

Which would of been much more preferable to being literally squished, as Brit was doing so right now!

Instead, her foe opted to try and weather the storm before adjusting to compensate for Amelie's wandering hands. Pulling back, with her figure now neither fully atop of Amelie nor smothering her, Amelie only had the colossal bearhug around her waistline to deal with. Which was easier said than done if Brit's arms weren't the size of Amelie's own thighs!

Still squeezing her scissors throughout, Amelie would begin twisting her hips and body alike. With Brit now further back, and only her midriff pressing down on Amelie's own, the French giant was hoping to unbalance her foe before all at once she'd let go of her scissors. In favor of using her legs to push!

With the goal being to throw Brit outright off of her - ideally to the canvas besides her!

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After several seconds, Britanny ended up reversing her bust because of the fingers of her opponent who became more and more genant in time. But she did not remove her magnificent and sumptuous chest without a punishment, cuddle a little harder the body of her opponent. It was a bit disappointing as punishment for her point of view but that was all she could do, for now.

Back to square one, the two women pressed against each other again and the white-haired ojou ended up clenching their teeth again, smiling a little less, the cissor grip of her opponent was still painful.

But the two wrestlers relaxed after long minutes to beat on the ground, to squeeze against each other and to sweat because of fatigue. It was mainly because of the initiative of Amelie who pushed Britanny to the side with her legs, the giant she took the opportunity to remove her arms in the action, just before being lying on the carpet of the ring.

She could finally sigh and recover some strength, the end of a hug was still as pleasant as tonight for her arms, chest or hips. She had to admit, Amelie’s thighs were very powerful, she was not sure she could remove them with her arms if she received a new scissor grip, her arms were quite tired after so much effort being crushed under the two weights of the wrestlers which was 480 lbs combined!

But Brit did not have time to recover all her energy this time, she had to straighten up as quickly as possible on her knees and prepare for the offensive of her opponent, if she prepared one.

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Amelie had freed herself but she was hardly to her feet. Flat to her back with her lungs completely empty, Amelie would rest with her arms wide and her legs wider. Brit had showcased her strength yet again this encounter, in a manner that nearly broke the French giant in two. Amelie was no longer under the presumption that she could take this heavyweight powerhouse head on - not if she wanted to keep her body unbroken!

So as Brit looked to rise, Amelie if anything would do the opposite. Pushing with her limbs nearest Brit, she'd seek to roll onto her front before rolling even further. It was a unusual sight to see the green haired girl retreat like this, but it was the best option to mind. For she wanted nothing more than to create space to refill her lungs, as her body continued to roll along the ring canvas almost at a sluggish pace. Until ideally, she'd have her frame covered by the safety of the ropes!

With her massive bosom rising and falling as she faced them, with her audible pants filling the arena!

[Bearhug Goddess]

The white-haired giantess was clearly expecting an attack, her best weapons, her arms, were weakened and there was a good chance that her opponent would win their next confrontation in this state. She had therefore bet everything on defense to prepare for the worst counter-attack but she received nothing.

Nothing happened to her, to her great astonishment she got up without much problem and recovered her strength. She noticed that now the green-haired wrestler was rolling away from her and ending up near the ropes panting with fatigue. Britanny was surprised, from the state of her opponent who seemed to be having a moment and her own who ultimately was not to be pitied.

"Ahah... You're so tired... You who are supposed to be a smother goddess... You end up in this state after a few smoothers?..."

Britanny looked down on her opponent, very high up. Her ego could only appreciate this situation because it showed once again how much better she was. This was enough for her, she had nothing left to prove in this match and now intended to abuse her dominance, first by provoking her opponent by mocking her, raising her hand to hide her lips and laughing like The diva she was.

"Ohohohoh!~ How weak you are Miss Roux~ I expected more of a challenge especially with a pair of breasts like yours !~"

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Amelie for all her flaws - mainly her lack of versatile moves and creativity outside of more lewd encounters - did not count being easily goaded amongst them. She enjoyed trash talk both in the give and take, regardless of what state she be in. If Brit was hoping the green haired giant would run at her in an effort to seize control, only to be outright snagged in Brit's own death grip, she'd be sorely mistaken!

Though Amelie saw no problem in pretending the opposite!

"Why..you.." She'd force a scowl across her face, with frustration faked as she wobbled across to Brit. Her hands were raised with little vigor behind them, with her eyes even shut a little to really add to the performance. For appearances alone, Brit would likely be landing her gaze on a woman she felt was ripe for the grabbing!

Only, the moment she'd even begin to motion in Amelie's direction, the green haired beauty would come alive!

With her hands seeking to swat aside Brit's own regardless of what they were doing, as to clear a path for the rest of her frame coming in. As Amelie saw fit to drive her bust and abs into Brit to knock some pride and wind out of her!

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Britanny continued to make fun of her opponent who was unable to perform at the level she expected. She expected to learn things in this match but we must believe that her talent and physical prowess were more than sufficient, perhaps even that she was the best wrestler in this type of match? The Frenchwoman's pretension was starting to get to her head, she was already imagining herself crushing the best LAW wrestlers with her bearhug.

But reality quickly came back to stop her dream because Amelie had finally decided to move and continue fighting. The green-haired French girl didn't try to get away from Britanny, this time she decided to throw herself at the ojou and attack it!

The ojou could only be happy about such a thing, it meant that she could have fun with the body of the little green-haired French girl for a few more minutes and show her strength again. She let her hands get caught before tightening her fingers against her, not wanting them to let go. The next second, she could feel her stomach and chest being crushed by those of her opponent and a small amused smile appeared on the face of the French woman with white and blue hair.

"Ohhhh~ You know you're at a disadvantage like this, sweetie?~"

Britanny was heavier and taller than her opponent, as well as being stronger. She only had to lean forward to stop Amelie's momentum and press their bodies against each other in a fairly erotic struggle. Britanny knew that she would make short work of her opponent if she fought seriously, so she took her time, pushing harder and harder over time, wanting to know Amelie's limit in this type of duel.

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Had Amelie have been fresh she would have absolutely loved crushing fronts against Brittany even if she was to lose said confrontation. Despite the bigger gals bold words nigh constantly filling the air, Amelie couldn't not enjoy the body of Brittany. A shame it was that this giant wouldn't let her enjoy it in peace!

Heaving into the bigger gal, with green locks clashing and briefly mixing with blue, Amelie had an idea to mind the moment she drove her frame into Brit's. Though for the moment, she'd be content with heaving back and forth with this big gal in an effort to mentally reaffirm herself in the match!

Pressing in even fashion, if with Brit slowly taking control, Amelie would look to both even things out and set herself up for her next motion by hooking a single leg around Brit's larger thigh. Pulling it into the crook of her knee, Brit would be left with an awkward stance - one unable to push forward on, if she wanted to remain standing of course!

All the whilst the absolutely colossal busts of either woman fought and squished, with Amelie baring her teeth inbetween brief moments where she'd flash her tongue. Had it been a softer press, she'd of remained right where she was for possibly hours!

But alas, Brit was out to break the French giant in two - so she must respond in kind!

And damn if she didn't with a sudden nudge of her forehead against Brit's own if only to knock the bigger gal back an inch. With the space being used to pull on that wrapped leg as to pull the rest of her figure around the slightly stumbling Brit. And get behind her, with arms shooting around the blue haired gals massive waistline!

[Bearhug Goddess]

For the first time in a smother match, Britanny seemed to be doing very well, a little too well even. It made you wonder if the French girl with white and blue hair was really having her first smother match or if she was just basic talented.

Brit was so confident going into this match that she didn't fear anything from her opponent. She was only looking to have fun and would end up matching when she found it boring, she only held little Amelie against her and let her do what she wanted. She lowered her head to look at her legs after feeling one of her legs being pinned, she quickly understood that her opponent was trying to knock her to the ground.

"Did she think she could win on ground? How would I be at a disadvantage on ground?"

These were the questions Britanny was asking in her mind. She still let her opponent do what she wanted, she was curious to see what the green-haired French girl had really planned and she hoped not to be disappointed. Disappointing a lady like Britanny could be the end of the game.

Britanny had poorly planned what happened next, she thought she would simply be pushed by her opponent's body but she got a headbutt instead. The blow was quite strong and took the French woman by surprise so that she pulled back her head and her leg, except that her leg was blocked! She began to lose her balance and lean backwards until her opponent was behind her, catching Britanny by the hips as she began to fall, which left the ojou defenseless and completely open to attack. .

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Amelie did not strike Brittany with as much force as she could, for she was simply not the sort! Even in her most intense matches Amelie rarely resorted to outright strikes - she couldn't even fathom the idea of delivering a headbutt with anything more than a bit of force!

The strike however did its job in turning this giant a little woozy, so that Amelie herself might slip behind her and catch her as if she were swooning!

Now that she had Brittany in such a position, the flirty, suggestive side of Amelie that was so often seen in her matches could once more emerge. It was hard to keep her contained, given that a slight rub of her arms upwards allowed Amelie's arms to rub against breasts that were the size of her own!

"Got you now..." She'd whisper right into Brit's ear, with her arms coiling soon after their groping rub as to lock tightly. She wanted her hands to either elbows with her grip fully secure, so that Brit's insane strength couldn't be put to easy use in breaking her grip off of her. Not as Amelie began to gently lift and squeeze, picking Brit slightly off of the ground once more, as she committed herself to the task she had set herself at the very beginning of this encounter.

To squeeze all of the air out of Brit - if in quite the sexy manner!

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It was rather ironic to see Britanny lose her advantage because of a strike, it was her domain but the stakes of the match prevented her from planning or giving this kind of blow. Amelie was able to use this dizziness to regain the advantage by pressing herself against the back of the curly-haired Frenchwoman. It wasn't that bad, Britanny thought, she knew she was stronger than her opponent and she just had to use her hands to push her opponent's away.

That's what she did, at least she tried because the green-haired French girl's grip was already tight and her whisper made Britanny shiver and she was starting to feel in danger.

Britanny's smile disappeared the second her feet came off the ground. She grunted at first before softly moaning in pain and her face began to turn slightly red with shame. She quickly understood the difference in experience between her and her opponent, Britanny would never have thought of hugging her opponents from behind.

"OWHOHOH!...Impressive Lady Roux!~..."

And even though she was suffering, a part of her appreciated seeing that this match was far from over!