When the Giantesses Clash! Radmilla and Aniek VS. Kozlova and Diabolica (featuring HaraMiya and TheRacker)

Sure, she might believe she had the strongest legs in the ring but it was only after the long leg lock that she knew she'd been bested. Not fairly; in a *real* leg to leg it would pure thigh on thigh, no arms, but that damn masked woman was rubbing it in. Despicable, cowardly, dishonourable! Her prized thighs, her godly pillars, defaced by a coward's tactics! Haughty as she was, her stern expression hinted at an unspoken irrationality and a not so invisible arrogance often said to be her Achilles' heel.

Yet at the same time, her fury and passion was also a driving strength.

"Pay attention, Spaniard!" Seeing Diabolica go for her legs made her laugh cruelly and loudly. She gave Koslova a grin before she drove both elbows down right on the back of her opponent's shoulders with a piercing smack, intended send her body down to the mat and stun her with the savage force. Her arms went down to the Mexican's sides and wrapped. She squeezed hard, rising to a stand as she picked her upside down. She roared before falling down from a standing piledriver that if it worked would hopefully leave her stunned and on her back!

Diabolica overcalculated all situation and rushed toward Radmilla's legs. It could be due to her inexperience, since she was still quite green and because of over-excitment of completly destroying Radmilla's most dangerous weapon - her legs. And that's how she end up getting smacked in the back with elbows. Which wasn't too big problem with big girl; problem was the position that followed.

Arena suddenly spined around for Diabolica when Radmilla showed her strength and lift her up with head beeing at the bottom. She became victim of piledriver and big latina collapsed down on mat. Looks like she wasn't the only one her, who was able to use strength to lift up their opponents.

The ring shook and the crowd roared in approval. Many thought the A.P. girls were all submission lovers but it took a single crushing slam to remind them otherwise. Diabolica collapsed with a resounding thud as Radmilla took a short moment to power-pose, arching her arms to the sides and flexing. The flashes of numerous cameras made her sweaty skin glow, as feminine as she was intimidating. Nodding as Aniek gave her the thumbs up, she looked at the end result of her work and narrowed her eyes with a catlike smile.

This match would have to be won by directly crushing the opponent, body on body and making them submit to one's will... but perhaps it was still a little early for that. Her legs stung but she ignored that, biting back the pain. Making sure Diabolica was on her back, she knelt near her legs and prepared for her painful specialty.

Grabbing her left leg in her hands and wrapping her thicker ones around her opponent's other leg, Radmilla split her legs apart in one sudden motion. Like a scissor suddenly opening, Diabolica's legs went 180 degrees. On one leg like a pair of monstrous trunks Radmilla's mighty thighs crushed and restrained another. Dense thigh muscles rubbed into one another but Radmilla was setting the pace. Her inner thigh flexed and bulged, stony muscle emerging and visibly cutting into the muscle of Diabolica's, dragging frictious muscle across the singled-out limb. It was quite closer to her crotch but the cruel mistress only teased it with light nudges.

Her other leg was folded inwards at the knee, hugged between her great bust and beefy arms. The kneecap would be paled white as Radmilla hugged it tight to her body. Laying on her side she looked comfortable with Diabolica's limb as a huggable toy and her legs happily rubbing and crushing Diabolica's own.

"I am a vain woman." She spoke with an imperious tone. "When you attempt to deface my beauty, there will be penalties."

Diabolica got stuned after last piledriver, which allowed Radmilla to catch her legs in nasty submission hold. But she got wide awake after feeling sharp pain in her thighs. Looking around, being a bit confused at begining Diabolica noticed what was her opponent doing and why all the suden pain in her legs.

Diabolica start moving her body around and tried to escape Radmilla's hold, but she was holding her legs too firmly. She was keep squirming down on mat for a while longer in order to weaken the submission hold a little, but it didn't bring much success.

At least her arms were free and using them was better option than blindly squirming and hoping that Radmilla will simply let her go. Laying on back, Diabolica lifted her torso a little and grabed Czech hair. She tuged them hard and used other hand to land some punches on opponent face. Since Radmilla was using all her limbs to trap Diabolica's leg she let her head defenseless and Mexican gladly used this opportunity.

Diabolica's legs looked so vulnerable stretched and crushed. Many wrestlers, male or female, would tap at such a lewd and punishing hold but this giantess had fight in her. The fight had imprinted itself in her face with a punch, the first stunning her as she realized her opponent's flexibility. The second shook her lose and the third knocked her off, landing on her chin. Radmilla rolled off with her usual imperious and confident movement but rubbed her face. She'd gotten her good... but a few punches didn't compare to a twisting leg hold.

She rose with, keeping an eye on how Diabolica might stand after that submission before circling towards her. Yet she didn't strike yet, attentive and ready to pounce, hands partially raised and her own legs evenly spread, lightly bent. She looked much more focused than she had previously. Diabolica had awakened something hungry in her.

"Such a delicious thigh - I'd love to spend more time examining you." Her tongue licked the edges of her lips. "But that was just a single taste. Why don't we try something new~?"

First punch wasn't enough to knock Radmilla off her, but Diabolica was persistent. It didn't take much longer before she got herself free. Rolling away, Diabolica got back up on her feet. She managed to escape, but damage was already done. Her legs were sore, so any scissor or leg holds will have to wait untill her legs got a little rest. Enduring the pain, Diabolica had to keep on fighting and doing her best to not let down her parner.

"Sure, why don't we try something new? Something that'll bring you down on mat!" Diabolica snarled in response and walked toward her opponent. She would wrap her arms around Radmilla's body and tried to throw her down on mat with belly to belly suplex. Her thighs were burning, but she was very determinated to overcome the pain just to throw her opponent down on canvas.

Radmilla smirked as Diabolica casually walked her way. Her arms were fast and their bellies were pressed together but by her bent legs, it looked like the Mexican wanted to toss her overhead. A bold move and her defiance was worth Radmilla's respect. However, there were two problems in her simple strategy.

The first; she hadn't attempted to trick Radmilla, knock her with a few strikes, or even circle around her. She'd walked right up to her.

The second, she needed her legs to balance herself in order to toss an opponent. Arm strength could not support it all.

Radmilla let her heft her up as their abs scraped lightly. Yet this would prove to be a poor move. Radmilla stretched out one of her legs to the side while her hands suddenly grabbed her head like it was a ripe fruit. The leg struck inwards right into the side of Radmilla's knees before she wrenched the masked woman's head the opposite direction.

Combined, both forces were intended to cause her to topple over to the side and slam down. And Radmilla was more than ready to take control. She would wrap her legs over Diabolica's, flexing her mighty thighs and squeezing them together. Grabbing her wrists, she would slam them above Diabolica's head before raising her belly. With a sudden thrust, she would flex and smash her powerful, metal-hard abs into the big woman's belly, smacking the air out of her while her barely clad breasts squished into her.

If it was successful, it would be the first body press of the match. Enough to defeat Diabolica? Likely not, but Radmilla would enjoy crushing the other woman's abs, flexing her's into Diabolica's flattened ones to make it difficult to breathe. It'd also arouse her with the warm, pressing sensation.

Diabolica moved closer to Radmilla in order to slam her down on mat. But her legs were still little sore from last streching and Radmilla was pretty gigantic female. She could throw smaller opponents in current condition or throwing Radmilla if her legs would still be fresh.

It wasn't hard for Radmilla to reverse the move, causing Diabolica to fall down on canvas with Radmilla landing on top of her and she showed again what her thighs are capable off. Diabolica tried to spread her legs to set them free but Radmilla secured the hold already. It was tough and Mexican will has to rely on her arms again.

And she knew that something has to be done, because if Czech manage to secure arms aswell the situation is going to be pretty grim. While Radmilla was busy with wraping legs around her own's, Diabolica reached toward opponent's neck. She grabed the neck and start squeezing it right away. She used her arms to keep Radmilla's upper body away from her as well cuting off her air suply.

Few women could last very long under Radmilla's body pins and she knew Diabolica was one of them. This did not make her any more willing to be turned into a flapjack. Radmilla's head jerked right as Diabolica's hand gripped her neck and another pushed at her body. She huffed out a breath and glared but her eyes were filled with a hunger that depriving her air wouldn't stop.

She had a grin on her face as she raised both hands and balled up her fists. They swung downwards to slam Diabolica right on the forehead. The raw force would hopefully dizzy and stun her allowing Radmilla to grab at both of her arms, this time successfully. She would slam them down hard above the masked woman's head before vengefully slamming her body down, abs first to crush the breath from Diabolica.

Ever arrogant, she would flex her belly against her's, letting her gorgeous muscles crush and grind into Diabolica's. She would have a smirk on her face as her iron-hard belly crushed into Diabolica's, flattening her muscles against her washboard belly and visibly sinking into her.

"Now, you face me woman to woman~" She would tease, her massive tits running over her opponent's and either pushing them out of the way or squashing them. "Enjoy what hundreds have lusted for~"

Holding Radmilla's neck was momentarly good solution, but Diabolica tasted a bit of her own medicine. Same as Mexican was doing before, Radmilla used her free hands now to land some punches. Diabolica tried to keep holding opponents neck, but she quickly let her go and moved arms infront of her face for a protection. Trade-off simply wasn't worth and at this moment protecting herself was more important than doing some damage.

She blocked following attempts, but Radmilla still managed to grab her wrists. Diabolica was keep strugling under Radmilla and when she had enough strength in arms to prevent them from getting pined down above her head, she couldn't prevent Radmilla slaming down abs on her body. Diabolica gasped for air after the impact, but flexed her abs after it, so any further attempts weren't as impactfull as it was first.

Diabolica remained silent and just blowed a kiss to Radmilla. She began grinding her breasts and body to Radmilla and follow by moving head up to kiss her. She would keep doing that for a bit before decided to roll them around the ring. Hopefully, Czech woman will get distracted enough so they could roll to their corner where Kozlova could tag herself in.