Takiyama Miyabi Vs Lara "Silver" Abreu: A Heavyweight Debut

Just looking at the two from the outside, one could see the girls were made to be friends. Both bubbly, large friendly girls, neither wanted to seem to hurt each other, despite a wrestling match being under way. Inf act, Silver wanted to hug the big girl more than anything, even pick her up and give her the biggest squeeze she could muster. She was simply embarrassed over her botched intro.

Her eyes blinking wide as Miyabi would call her on her lack of introduction as it were, she'd again find her front pressed, huge chest mushroomed, as Miyabi would essentially wrap Silvers arms around her herself, something which Silver smiled at. Unsure what to say, her cheeks simply reddened, as she muttered out, "You're funny!" as the two heavy girls embraced.

Silvers own arms would lower on their own, so she could more softly hug the girls big stomach against her own, as she smiled, before a cute "Ooph!" escaped her lips, as the big girl essentially grabbed her butt.

"H..Hey!"

"Hee hee hee!" Miyabi would giggle, closing her eyes for a moment and grinning, basking in the glory of the fact that her opponent thought that she was funny. She was funny. Miyabi had thought about being a comedian at least once or twice before she realized that becoming a sumo wrestler was her true calling. Maybe she should practice telling jokes more often! "Thank you, thank you," she would say, thanking her European opponent with her thickly-accented basic English.

This hug was a lot better than the first one, as Miyabi had wrapped Silver's arms around her own body to ensure that they were both hugging each other in a nice, tight—but not yet too tight—fashion. The other big girl was evidently getting a little embarrassed, judging by the blush on her cheeks, but she was not so embarrassed that she couldn't adjust the hug slightly for her preferences, sliding her arms down to pull Miyabi's belly forward into her own, their bellies peeking out slightly from underneath their sailor-style uniforms to squish against each other! "Hee hee! Very soft! You have big, fat belly!" Miyabi would say.

Meanwhile, she grabbed the silver-haired girl's butt, unabashedly squeezing it and feeling the soft, plump butt cheeks practically ooze through her fingers. The girl yelped in surprise, and Miyabi just grinned again, looking like a little devil.

Silver herself continued to giggle in the embrace, her embarrassment about her large butt being groped fading slowly, the two girls soft cuddle more than putting a smile on the big girls face, tilting her head in another smile as the girl responded to her joker comment.

Silver was partially aware that the hold could turn more painful at any moment, either by Miyabi straight up trying to squeeze her silly or simply use the leverage to trip her. At the moment though, she was simply enjoying keeping things friendly, her guard nearly non existent.

"Th..thanks?" she'd mutter in response, partially confused as to whether the comment by her large foe was a compliment or a insult, although clearly she took it as the former. She'd been used to more aggressive, vulgar insults after all.

She couldn't help but let out a small yelp, as the girl's fondling of Silver's big butt somewhat escalated, Silver simply trying to smile once more in response.

"Shouldn't we...errr...wrestle?" She'd simply ponder.

Miyabi, too, realized that this hug could become the opening hold of the match at any given moment. They both had their guards down, and the bell had already rung, meaning one or the other could take advantage of the other's unpreparedness with little to no negative consequence. Miyabi was not one to do that to an opponent as nice as this Silver girl seemed to be, however. One of those Russians she had had so much grief with the year before...yes, one of them she might play a trick on. But not this girl!

When the European cutie asked if they should wrestle, Miyabi figured it was okay to joke around a little. "Ha ha ha! No, no. Lara-chan is silly," the sumo would say, as she let go of one of the girl's butt cheeks in order to pat her on her silver-haired head. The referee, however, was not amused by Miyabi. She cleared her throat and shot the sumo a harsh look. Reluctantly, Miyabi would decide that they had to start fighting now. She huffed and rolled her eyes, but turned back to Silver with a smile on her face.

"Sorry. We will wrestle now," she would say, before gently pulling herself away from Lara, separating from the Spanish girl so that they could begin the match in an appropriate, sumo-like fashion! Once they were separated, Miyabi would squat down and put her arms up, palms outwards, wiggling her fingers as she got ready for the first move of the match!

Whilst she was beginning to settle into the embrace of the big girl, closing her eyes slowly as she enjoyed the big embrace of a woman of her size, she probably realized that this wasn't how she wanted her debut to be remembered, and promptly stepped back as Miyabi did.

She smiled at the girl, hoping that even though hostilities would soon start, the two giants could remain on friendly terms, even after an arm is raised. She was pretty confident in truth, given the long embrace and essentially a butt grope, that Miyabi certainly didn't dislike her.

Her foe crouching down in a sumo pose, Silver tried essentially to mimic the same. Sure, whilst she had the size of a sumo, she had next to no experience in actual sumo bouts, and preyed it was just as simple as it looked.

Miyabi squatted down into her classic sumo starting pose, probably looking a little silly since she was doing it whilst in a schoolgirl uniform rather than while wearing her mawashi. If she had been wearing shorts or pants instead of a skirt, they probably would have split right in half when she tried to get this low. The sumo girl thought little of it, though—how else would she start a match? Tanikaze-sama had trained her well, and Miyabi was a sumo who was thoroughly dedicated to her craft.

She giggled when she saw Lara squat down a few feet away in imitation of Miyabi's pose. Though the silver-haired cutie had the size of a sumo, it was obvious she didn't have any actual experience with sumo-style wrestling, and that she was just imitating what Miyabi was doing. Well, that was okay. She wasn't doing a bad job, by any means! "Okay! Start time!" Miyabi would declare, as she would bring her arms down closer to the canvas beneath her, leaning in forward as she got ready to charge at Lara.

She paused for a few seconds, and then she would spring from her crouch and throw her body forward, trying to slam right into Silver, body to body, hoping that she could get enough force behind her charge to drive her opponent back, as her hands immediately went lookin for a place to grab onto—in this case, the bottom of the European's sailor blouse!

Silver was essentially playing heavyweight copy cat, no idea what she would have to do next or how she would do it. She simply smiled, as she realised Miyabi figured she was just faking.

Still, she'd try to push as her more experience counterpart did, only did so with considerably less force and progress forward, before Miyabi came crashing into her. Her foes superior momentum caused her to stumble back somewhat, before finding her feet, hands shooting to Miyabi's own arms just for stability. She'd blush however, as it seemed her foe was somewhat intent on ripping her attire!

Miyabi did not do anything halfway, and when the match started she drove into her opponent at full force, the style of a traditional sumo match very much ingrained in her mind after most of a year of training. Miyabi may not have fought many traditional sumo battles here at AFW—at least not in the ring—but she knew what her mentor and her fans would expect from her in a tussle with another heavyweight cutie! She drove Lara backwards several feet before the silver-haired girl managed to find her feet.

When Lara did stabilize herself, she put her arms on Miyabi's shoulders and began pushing back, putting some real power into her pushing. Miyabi had grabbed onto Lara's shirt because it was about where a mawashi would usually be, and grabbing the opponent's mawashi was a pretty standard move for a sumo wrestler. Unfortunately, those arms pushing on her shoulders forced her upper body backwards, which unbalanced her. Miyabi knew that she could not afford to fall down onto her back! So, hastily, she would move her arms up to Silver's shoulders, too, giving them a little squeeze as she would continue to push forward as hard as she could. Her body bent forward at an angle, and she clunked her forehead against Lara's, pressing against her and staring eye to eye, up close and personal, as they struggled in this test of strength!

Silver let somewhat a sigh of relief as her giant foe released her hold on her uniform. It wasn't exactly easy to tear, but the big girl had already made some progress, a minor rip up the front of it somewhat exposing Silver's gut. She'd remember that, mind, and definitely make sure to expose the big girl the same way she had tried to her.

Each hand to a shoulder, each of the sumo-sized girls pushed with all of their might, their massive figures allowing for a hefty show of strength. Silver's gentle smile would turn to a focused baring of teeth, her eyes somewhat serious, as to her frustration she was completely unable to budge her foe. At least she could make a statement by holding her ground, in an attempt to demonstrate that a woman renowned for her size and body strength simply couldn't overpower her. At least not in this manner.

"You're...really strong!" Silver would grunt out, in amidst the shoves forward.

Miyabi had somewhat unintentionally ripped a hole in her opponent's uniform. She didn't feel too good about that, but then, she was really shocked that the blouse had ripped so easily in her hands. Maybe whatever school Silver went to just had a really cheap provider of uniforms...

Well, it showed Miyabi a little peek at her opponent's gut. She enjoyed that view very much, and even if she hadn't intended to make that tear in the other big girl's attire, she had gotten something pretty good out of it, all things considered!

Of course, Miyabi didn't let it distract her too much. She was in the middle of a test of strength, after all—one that she did not intend to lose! She pushed against Silver with all her might, as it was clear that they were both very gifted in the strength department. She tried and tried to push the other girl back, but she was not able to do it. She could not budge her foe one bit. Thankfully, Miyabi was not going to allow herself to be pushed back, either, and she held her ground despite all attempts by the silver-haired girl to move her.

The two of them pushed and pushed against each other, locked in a war of brute strength that could clearly result in nothing but a stalemate. Despite that, Miyabi kept pushing, sweat forming on her brow as she exerted herself, her face turning red as she tired. She panted hotly in Silver's face as the two of them continued their close struggle.

"Haa...ha...you are very strong, too!" Miyabi would reply.