Stinkface War: Oksana vs. Miyabi

Miyabi fought to pry Oksanaâ€s hands away from her breasts. If she could just get those grubby Russian claws off of her, she had this first fall as good as won! “Nnnnrrr!” she growled, as she did her best to free her poor, aching boobs from Oksana's clutches. The sumo girl stared down at her opponent intently. “Yes stinkface! Big stinkface! You stinkface!” Miyabi called out, in her stunted English, as she slowly managed to pull Oksanaâ€s hands away from her breasts, saving the orbs from any further squeezing or abuse.

Once she had done that, Miyabi would go for it. What did she have to lose, after all? The sumo girl would try to swing one leg over Oksana and establish herself on top of the Russian, using her weight to pin her flat on the mat. She would be facing the Russianâ€s feet, while her rear end would be facing the Russianâ€s head. Miyabi took a deep breath, then would try to scoot backwards, looking to suffocate Oksana with her big, sweaty sumo butt! <Take this!> Miyabi called out as she went for the facesit! Not exactly a traditional stinkface, but it totally counted, right?

The trapped Oksana knew her position was bad, even before the girl atop her made her repeated boasts about giving her the stinkface. Oksana grimaced and made a last, futile effort to wiggle out of this predicament, but to no avail.

It turned out the Russian was really going to suffer for her helplessness now. Oksanaâ€s eyes widened as Miyabi shuffled around to face her feet.

<Oh no, not the reverse facesit!> Oksana muttered to herself as Miyabi repositioned. The Russian really couldnâ€t think of anything worse, but it was clear that she was going to get exactly that, as the sumo began to shuffle backwards.

<Oh come on, no! This wonâ€t even count!> Oksana called out desperately as Miyabiâ€s butt moved up towards her face. Almost on top of her, it filled her field of vision, giving her a good look of how big and fleshy that scantily-clad ass really was.

The Russian cringed in apprehension, before Miyabi sat back, pressing her rear straight into Oksanaâ€s face!

“Mmphhh!!” Oksana moaned, appalled that she had ended up in this predicament. Her head was engulfed by Miyabiâ€s backside, her features squashed firmly in between the sumoâ€s sweaty butt cheeks. Only the flimsy mawashi worn by Miyabi offered Oksanaâ€s face any protection in the stifling ass smother.

Oksana desperately wanted to escape but her upper body was pinned hard to the mat by her heavy opponent. However her flailing arms and legs showed just how unhappy she was!

Miyabi had a grin a mile wide on her face as she sat down on top of Oksanaâ€s. She could only imagine the look of fear and disgust on Oksanaâ€s face as it was engulfed between her sweaty sumo butt cheeks, the Russianâ€s desperate cries for mercy in her native tongue muffled by Miyabiâ€s wide posterior. Miyabi would show no mercy, because this was war! A big, sweaty, stinky war!

<How do you like that?> Miyabi called out over her shoulder. She grinded her ass down on Oksanaâ€s face as hard as she could. She wanted to teach the Russian wrestler a lesson: that cheating and attacking before the bell rang wouldnâ€t get her anywhere!

<All hail the stinkface queen! Woo!> Miyabi called out, throwing her hands in the air and waving to the audience. Then, she looked to the referee expectantly. But the girl in stripes wasnâ€t starting the count. Miyabi wiggled a little bit on top of Oksanaâ€s face and then held up her hands, silently urging the referee to start the ten-count that would give her the first fall. But the official wasnâ€t doing anything. <Start counting!> Miyabi insisted.

The referee shook her head. <Thatâ€s a facesit, not a stinkface. It doesnâ€t count,> she replied.

Miyabi snorted indignantly. <Really? But her face is in my butt! How does it not count?>

<Itâ€s technically a different move.>

Miyabi was almost inclined to continue protesting, but she knew she would get nowhere, and she didnâ€t want to antagonize the referee. She sighed melodramatically. <Okay.> She would roll off of Oksana to the side and lift herself up onto her feet. <Youâ€re lucky, Oksana-san,> she said, looking down at the Russianâ€s face, which was covered in a thin sheen of her ass sweat. She would grab onto the Russianâ€s hair and try to lift her up onto her feet so that she could pull her over into the corner. <But not that lucky! Come on, get up!>

Poor Oksana was trapped in the facesit and finding it hot, heavy and horrible. As well as piling on her considerable weight, Miyabi was really grinding her butt hard into the Russianâ€s features. Oksana cringed as she felt her face slide deep into the sumoâ€s derriere, her nose and mouth pressed right up against the thin cloth covering her ass crack. It was an intense position and Oksana was mortified that she had suffered the first humiliation of this gruelling battle.

All she could do was lie there as she was forced to take the massive smother. She was silently incensed that Miyabi was grinding her butt into her face like this - above all else, the reverse facesit wouldnâ€t even count towards the score in this specialised stinkface contest. Oksana assumed that Miyabi was either trying to weaken her in an especially cruel way, or else the Japanese girl was keen to pile on extra embarrassment for her, in what was an already tough match. Either way, the brunette was mad at her opponent.

Not that she could really express her anger right now, with her head engulfed by Miyabiâ€s plump rear. Unluckily for the hapless Oksana, she was being used as a seat while Miyabi apparently had a debate with the ref girl, which inadvertently prolonged her torment. In a cruel irony, the ref girl not counting the smother meant that the floored Russian suffered for a lot longer than the standard ten seconds!

After what felt like an age, Miyabi FINALLY rolled her big butt out of her face. Oksana gasped for air, her abused features scowling as she spluttered with rage and indignation. She was reeling badly right now, all too aware that she had suffered a public degradation and her pretty face was now smeared with the sumoâ€s ass sweat. She dabbed tentatively at her squashed nose as she tried to recover.

Miyabi didnâ€t give her much reprieve, though, as she yanked her up by her hair. The tormented girl wailed, although the sharp pain did help her focus a bit more. She did NOT want to be introduced to her opponentâ€s ass again! One of Oksanaâ€s hands would move up to Miyabiâ€s wrist, trying to alleviate the pain in her scalp. The Russianâ€s other arm would be thrust wildly to the side as she tried to elbow Miyabi in the gut. She wasn't in the best position to escape, but she could at least make her displeasure felt!

Miyabi couldnâ€t help but chuckle as she saw Oksanaâ€s face, covered in her ass sweat, shimmering with it under the hot lights of the arena. Oksana seemed in a daze as Miyabi grabbed onto her hair and yanked her to her feet, intent on leading her over to the corner of the ring to set up a proper stinkface that would win her the first fall.

Oksana, despite having endured the humiliation and suffocation of a half-minute facesitting, still had some fight left in her. Miyabi learned that the hard way, when her opponent threw her elbow sideways and nailed her right in her pudgy sumo belly. “Nnnn!” Miyabi hissed through clenched teeth. It was blows like that that made her thankful to be a bigger girl. Oksana was strong, her elbow was a sharp and potent weapon, and even in her weakened state she was able to use it to painful effect. A smaller girl might have been staggered by the blow. As it was, Miyabi had to loosen her grip on Oksanaâ€s hair and take a step back.

She took a deep breath. She wasnâ€t letting Oksana get away just like that. With a yell, Miyabi would lunge forwards, pulling her free hand back. When it was close enough, she would bring her hand forward, trying to slap Oksana hard across her ass sweat-smeared cheek. Then, hoping that had stunned Oksana, Miyabi would pull on the Russian girlâ€s hair, trying to toss her into the nearest corner.

The battle between the two fierce girls seemed to be open again as Oksana broke free of the younger wrestlerâ€s hold. Although she had already had a humiliating (and excessively long) taste of the sumoâ€s ass, the proud Russian was still determined to avoid losing the first point. Oksana thought she had a shot at revenge as she forced Miyabi to stagger backwards.

However, the brunette was still sluggish from her ordeal, and instead of being able to capitalise on the opening, all she earned was a hard slap to the face in response. She winced as her sweaty face stung from the blow, but there was more pain to come as Miyabi pulled on her hair.

“Ahh!” Oksana cried, forced into a run by the sharp tug on her scalp. Tossed towards the turnbuckle, she managed to turn and catch the ropes, her shoulders and spine taking the hit against the ringpost, rather than her breasts. Slumped in the corner, she tried desperately to catch her breath, obviously worried that the sumo would trap her again.

Miyabi managed to launch Oksana into the corner. Just before impact, the Russian was able to turn herself around so that her back and shoulders took the brunt of the collision, rather than her face or her breasts. While that meant Oksana wasnâ€t hurt quite as much as she would have been had she smacked her face into the turnbuckle, it did mean that the Russian was facing the proper way to be stinkfaced! Miyabi would just have to make her fall to the mat.

She pointed at Oksana challengingly, then stomped a foot on the mat. She was ready to win this first fall. <Banzaaaaai!> she yelled. Like an angry bull, Miyabi would charge straight forward at her slumped opponent. When she got close, she would jump, and would try to bring her body crashing into Oksanaâ€s for a powerful body slam, with her breasts smashing into the Russian girlâ€s pretty, ass sweat-covered face with quite a lot of force.

The cornered Oksana shook her head, still trying to clear her rattled senses from that forceful facesit. She looked up and managed to focus on her opponent, only to see Miyabi running straight at her!

"Oh no!" she groaned, her face darkening as the big sumo charged towards her. Oksana's hands gripped the ropes as she braced for the inevitable heavy impact.

"NGHHH!!" the Russian grunted as she took the punishing blow, Miyabi's massive, sweaty, topless form crashing right into her! Cleavage squashing into her face was bad enough, but the way her body was squashed between the sumo and the turnbuckle was far worse. Her spine was smacked painfully against the ringpost, and the impact forced a lot of air from her already breathless lungs.

Oksana was used to facing smaller opponents, so being on the receiving end of powerful moves like this was certainly an unpleasant surprise. Her limbs flailed as she was stunned by the crushing blow, her legs buckling and unable to support her as she was forced downwards by Miyabi's overbearing weight. Oksana slumped down the turnbuckle, ending up sitting on her ass, groggy and horribly vulnerable.

Miyabi slammed into her opponent in the corner, the massive collision sending quakes throughout the ring and eliciting a shocked gasp from the people in the front row of the audience. Miyabiâ€s body flattened Oksana against the turnbuckle, and the sumo girl heard the loud, pained cry that her opponent gave on impact. Miyabi would drop back down onto her feet, taking a deep breath when she did as she watched Oksana drop to her butt on the canvas. Excellent. Miyabi giggled and pumped a fist in the air. <Thatâ€ll teach you!> she said smugly.

Now wasnâ€t the time to gloat, though. She had a job she needed to do. Miyabi would back up a few steps, then turn around, turning her back to Oksana. The crowd got louder, cheering and yelling, anticipating what would happen next. Miyabi grinned and waved her hands in the air, encouraging them to be even louder. <Time to teach Oksana-san a lesson sheâ€ll never forget!> she shouted. Then, she brought her hands down on her own rear end, slapping it a couple of times, taunting her groggy opponent with the sight of her jiggling rear.

She would back herself up, right into Oksana, trying to smash her butt into the Russianâ€s face for the first true stinkface of the match!

Slumped in the corner and panting weakly, Oksana cut a rather dejected figure. She was aching, helpless, and angry that her younger opponent was already quite dominant in this contest. The Russian had agreed to the match in the expectation she would humiliate Miyabi, but this was backfiring badly! Oksana heard the crowd noise intensify, and realised with dismay that they were cheering for her imminent stinkface.

She looked up to see the sumo playfully slapping her butt just inches from her face, her ass cheeks barely covered by her blue outfit. Oksana wrinkled her nose as she saw those big buttocks wobble fleshily, glistening with sweat under the studio lights. Having already been facesat, she knew just how stifling it was in there...

Oksana winced as Miyabi began to back up, pressing her rear straight into the Russian's face! This was extremely embarrassing for the seated girl, suffering her second taste of Miyabi's ass, as well as receiving the first stinkface of the night! It seemed to be all going wrong for Oksana, and she gave a muffled cry of protest as the sumo's rear pushed into her features. Badly winded, she could barely resist, weakly flailing her limbs as she was smothered in the corner.