Divine Belly Clash: Kama vs Yahagi

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Iron Belly Battle
Opponent must submit, pass out, or cum while belly to belly with opponent.
No rope breaks for belly to belly attacks against the ropes and turnbuckles.
No direct strikes against bellies are allowed.
No groping, fingering, and so on except when used defensively (ie. to escape a hold or press).
Bikini attire.

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For this match, Yahagi knew she had to go big or go home. By that, it really meant wearing a somehow even skimpier bikini top and her most crack-riding thong possible. Before she would have disliked them but there was something mischievous she liked about the quasi-nudity, the thin threads of stretchable fabric, how they pressed intoo her carefully maintained muscles while outlining against the snow white of the straps and the thin, shiny black of the covering material. It wasn't much, even by Yahagi's own skimpy standards, but Yahagi did not care that much about bikinis.

Where she was from, it was less about your taste in swimwear and more about the body behind it.

Yahagi did not think of herself as too fashionable but she didn't need to be. There was a good chance this bikini would be falling off mid match (or earlier), not that she really cared. The less that covered, the more skin could grace skin and the more pleasure was shared. With a body so tightly muscled - firm arms sharp as knives in their toning, a rigid set of bumpy abs clustered together in such cleanly arranged rows, legs dense with muscle but sleek in their stature, Yahagi had little to hide. She was a middleweight, but she was one that was made of such tightly concentrated muscle, it was almost like she was a shrunken down heavyweight.

She was intending to rub it in to Kama, watching her with cat-like expectant expression, that while they might like to think of themselves as a god, divinity was no match for hard, hard work.

Her opponent might get an idea of that as she walked to the ring, seeing Yahagi leaning over the ropes, abs pressed against them eyes looking at Kama and tongue licking her lips. Yet it was the careful rise and fall of her abs, tensing ever slightly, that was intentionally done to let Kama know she had some very, very clear physical differences.

She'd step back as Kama entered but did not go to her corner, staying in the middle and doing some rather sultry stretches, constantly eyeing her up. When the time came to face one another, Yahagi would casually raise a hand to shake, doing so then raising both for a test of strength.

"So you're a goddess huh? I would've expected more toning... but maybe you're the kind of girl who starts getting stiff and tense after a few runs against these~" She'd casually press her belly forward, brushing it in about as friendly or not overwhelmingly erotic a manner as possible against Kama's own, testing to see how'd she react. "Maybe you're the god of soft pastries than hard meat~

[GolemGuardian]

"Tch." Kama was a little annoyed. She was good with fucking her opponents into submission or even crushing them in a regular match. But this match had a lot of restrictions to it. Just what had LAW signed her up for, putting her against what she could only describe as a belly maniac. The only good part would be the required close contact. She'd fought a few girls who had preached abs like they were one of those door to door religous people, and it honestly annoyed her to no end. Hopefully this Yahagi wouldn't be as annoying or even mention that stuff.

Kama's theme started, the white haired islander coming down the ramp with a disinterested glare and hands in her cape pockets. Her cheek puffed, completing her annoyed look to its entirety. It may be misconstrued as pouting, but she was in no way sulking. She was going to show this rack of short ribs just why her newest monicker was a divinity of perversion.

Spoiler

The deity entered the ring, shrugged off her cape and let it fall to the mat, and moved to her corner as Yahagi did showed off her muscles, specifically her abs it seemed, and did some sultry stretching. Kama decided to just do her normal stretching, her glaring eyes never leaving her opponent for a second. The goddess' own body did more than enough to entice the horniest of girls, no reason to put in the extra work. She was going to have to be a bit careful here.

Once the match officially began she walked up to her opponent, who had her hands up in a test of strength. 'Might as well keep those hands where I can see them,' she thought has her fingers interlaced with the muscle girl's and their bodies pressed together. The taunts seemed to get more of a reaction than the belly to belly contact did, the islander gritting her teeth in both strain and annoyance. "Talk as blasphemous as you want. Once this match is over, you'll be praying to this perverted goddess like she deserves~" The self proclaimed deity pushed back, mushrooming her breasts against Yahagi's own pair. With how restricted she was she didn't have a solid idea of what to do yet, so for the moment she'd attempt to keep a stalemate between the two.

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"Oh it's not these hands you'll have to worry about!" Yahagi all but announced, loud enough for the entire front row to hear and cheer as her muscular midsection undulated, shadows dancing upon the abdominal mountain range to a wild cheer of the crowd. Even as their fingers intertwined, Yahagi's eyes remained locked onto hers. They'd not left her gaze for even half a minute since the match started. Was she entranced in her beauty or did she see rare, delicious prey often denied to her?

Based on the dimples her abs were likely imprinting into the soft, succulent belly of the goddess, Yahagi was planning to eat well tonight.

"Maybe that would have been scarier if you hadn't put cookie dough down there." Yahagi smirked, yawning as her abs expanded a little further in a casual flex, turning a smooth and soft tum into a stretched and squished plateau of plush. "C'mon, are you even flexing or did all the hard stuff just end up in those?"

Yahagi had to admit, she probably wasn't winning a head on tit-to-tit. Kama's breasts while not massively larger than her own, were visibly overwhelming. Physically as well; she might notice the quickening of her breath as Yahagi leaned forward, her own breasts mushing backwards in an invese mushroom top formation, trying to push through the layers of tits. She jiggled hers left and right for emphasis, raising an eyebrow as Kama's wobbled like water.

"Genetic lottery ain't gonna save your tummy from turning into swiss cheese."

[GolemGuardian]

Kama wasn't the most muscular, she knew that. She was pretty strong, mostly worked on due to her rivalry with a certain silver haired bitch who couldn't wrestle too well. The islander had to contend with four or more people, with the girl always followed by her ever changing, indebted entourage of Golden Girls. The deity had to get some muscle to be able to deal with them so she could fight them all off. But because bulging muscles were hardly feminine or sexy, according to her tastes, she may have indulged in a little bit of the fattier foods now and then. Nothing to ruin her figure, of course, and she still worked out and ate her balanced meals. It also helped deceive her opponents when she got to show how strong she really was.

But here, having Yahagi verbally attacking her much to the islander's displeasure. While her breasts were beating the muscle brained's own pair, making breathing a chore for the girl it seemed as well as jiggling as Yahagi rubbed their chests together, her belly was starting to get a little sore from the meat shredding abs pressing down against her own softer tummy. Kama was able to keep herself from getting pushed back, but the advantage seemed to be in Yahagi's favor so far. "How about you shut your trap? Can you do that? Or do you have an unspoken rule that for each insult you make you do a hundred squats or something?" The islander spat, pushing right up to her red eyed foe. She was hoping her vile words would get Yahagi thinking she was just a cornered animal lashing, which wasn't that far off actually.

Her true intention was to send her knee up and bring it into her opponent's sides. It wasn't the belly, so it wasn't illegal. And if it worked hopefully it could force Yahagi to retreat so the deity could start her own offense against the buff chick.

[LunarOcean]

"Ouch, a little sensitive are we?" Yahagi's abs tightened as she scraped hard across Kama's with an audible rub, panting with a dreamy, lustful expression before a hard knee sent her stumbling to the right. A grimce covered her features but it did not conceal the smugness of her smile. She had hit somewhere sensitive or at least she felt that way given the way Kama replied, physically and verbally.

"At least leg day is something you aren't skipping," She grunted, clutching her side with one hand, the other raised like a knife. "But we'll see how long you can play keep away."

Yahagi wasted little time advancing, hoping to negate any of the space Kama might have created. She hunched then half-crouched, lowering her posture as she stalked forward, half circling to lunge. Arms would attempt to wrap around her thigh as her shoulder bumped against her body, hardly enough to be a genuine hit but combined with the grip on Kama's legs, hopefully unbalance her.

Yahagi would then pull backwards to fall onto her own back, hoping to cause Kama to tumble onto hers. Meaty thighs would then wrap around the goddess', squeezing and rubbing where meat was at its thickest, dangerously close to her crotch. Her thighs flexed, mass expanding, squeezing down as she gave her a smug look.

"Well would you look at that, you're just as soft down there huh?"

[GolemGuardian]

This girl just kept getting on Kama's nerve with her taunts. That was the problem with muscle headed morons. They thought just because they looked a little cute with their meat shredding abs, melon crushing thighs, and could lift some of the lighter to mid sized heavy weights that they just looked down on anyone who wasn't really well defined or had a little bit of fat and put figure over definition. It wasn't the islander's fault that hentai matches paid more than normal matches. And the more alluring she was, the more matches she got. The economy of her home country, Tuvalu, sucked. The more money she made, the more money she got to send home to her parents so they could do more than just survive on the island.

Maybe she shouldn't have taken such taunts personally, as it seemed to leave her open to Yahagi's take down and stunned before the gabbing musclehead locked her meaty thighs around Kama's own. "Gkkk, kono yaro," Kama cursed through gritted teeth, glaring at the girl's smug face. If Yahagi thought Kama would just let her do that as is, she was dead wrong.

The deity would suddenly twist her body, swinging her free leg to add momentum to her roll, to try and stun Yahagi for a brief second. Just long enough to free her leg. She would then also try to mount her opponent's back, aiming to lock in her own hold. She'd work as fast and as carefully as she could, trying to pull the muscle brain's upper body up and interlink her hands under the girl's chin in a camel clutch. Mostly to try and shut the girl up again, but also to bend that her spine and stretch out those hard abs. That belly grinding had left her own tummy just a touch sore, and she needed to weaken those before she tried one of those specific conditions.

[LunarOcean]

"Wow, you just can't take criticism huh?" Yahagi grunted, able to get out about that much before Kama took her revenge seated on her back. All she'd hear was a pained grunt coming from the bigger woman. A grunt however, did not change the grin on her features and the seething Kama's displeasure only fuelled her defiance. The message was clear; Yahagi's abs simply couldn't be touched by Kama's no matter how hard she tried and none of her insults for all her creativity did much beyond making Yahagi more enthusiastic about literally rubbing that in.

Of course, Yahagi had her pride too. She was not going to take the cranking pain laying down. Her knees bent and strained against the ground, back twitching and half-rising as she attempted to move her legs into position beneath her belly. She was attempting to rise up, using her immense strength for a middleweight to her advantage and make Kama stumble off of her back. Much easier said than done but Kama was due for a surprise. Yahagi wasn't just her belly muscles (though sometimes she definitely acted like that) and with the immense power tensing along her legs, Kama was hopefully going to learn that soon!

If her rise to power was successful, Kama would presumably be sent tumbling off of her back. Yet that would not that be before Yahagi grabbed at her legs, aiming to pull her towards her! Her legs would cross over the side of Kama's left knee and right ankle, her own ankles crossing as she locked Kama's left ankle under her right armpit.

Then she would crank.

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[GolemGuardian]

Kama normally wouldn't be so upset with an opponent, unless she was a certain silver haired bitch that is. But all of Yahagi's taunts about her carefully crafted image and trying to shame her softer areas, on top of her disdain for 'muscleheads' like her, just put her in a bad mood. Maybe that was the ravenette wanted and the islander was dancing right into her trap, she didn't care. All Kama cared for, after she escaped and got the built girl in the camel clutch, was shutting her up and weakening her pride-hardened abs.

Her position wouldn't last, however, as Yahagi took action and threw the deity tumbling on her back. It left her stunned long enough for the musclehead to once again start targetting her leg, cranking on the pressure. A low groan came from the deity, unwilling to give Yahagi the pleasure of hearing her cry as her legs were effectively trapped and her left leg seemed to be the ravenette's target. Perhaps she figured they were the most threat Kama had. Or she was just trying to slow her down.

Whatever the reasoning, the deity knew she couldn't just take it. But unable to think of a counter, all Kama could do in the end was grit her teeth and turn her body as much as she could, crawling towards the closest set of ropes. Right now, a rope break was the only salvation she could find. Hopefully she'd be able to get there and Yahagi wouldn't be able to stop her.

[LunarOcean]

She'd give Kama credit. She was doggedly determined and the excruciating agony did not draw other than a rumble from her. She respected that. Even better, she enjoyed it. She couldn't keep her down but she waited, cranking her more and more. Just a few more inches... she'd wait for her to move her arm clearly to try and go for the ropes...

Yahagi released the lock on her legs and immediately rolled away in a semi-circle to her side. She was counting on the sudden shift to momentarily confuse her; she was free now! Yet so was Yahagi. The grin on her face made it clear she had a devilish plan. One that involved a grab at Kama's arms to pull her right up to her feet, feet Yahagi had tortured so dilligently and into her grasp.

Yet this was no suplex nor Irish whip. Yahagi's eyes were amorous, soothing. The light silhouetted her as her arms shot forth, aiming to wrap around Kama's to trap them at their side. If this rapid snatching hug was successful, Kama would be pulled forth lips to lips to Yahagi. The horny middleweight would attempt to force her mouth open, moaning into it as tongue explored mouth and deep breaths traded breaths. All the while her muscular biceps rubbed against Kama's, as if reminding her she was superior on that front too. With her legs spread for balance, she'd rhythmically push her tummy against and across Kama's, smoothing and scrubbing her.

She wasn't trying to break Kama but lull her into a trance of arousal!