Speeding Silver Star: Hiroko Uta VS Lara "Silver" Abreu

Silver quickly pulled back to her knees, taking a moment to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She'd bend down, panting somewhat, as she stared her foe in the eyes.

"Good thing I turned, you would of had me!" she'd smile, trying to be a friend to the rookie, regardless of the fact she just body slammed the poor girl. She'd follow up by pulling the girl to a sit up position of sorts, before standing behind her, looking to apply a chin lock; that she'd purposefully chosen to try and give Hiroko some momentum if she were to try an escape.

Hiroko shook her head try and clear it a little then looked up at the kneeling Silver. She managed an shy smile in response to her opponent's praise. It was nice to know there wasn't any bad blood between them. Not that it stopped Lara from wrenching her neck in a chinlock. She winced in pain and kicked her legs a little, trying to pry herself free of the hold. She was still a little rattled from Silver's last big slam but if she was able to get loose, she would try and keep hold of one of Lara's arm so she could twist over and get her in an armbar.

Sure enough, Hiroko took the bait, again turning the tables on the bigger girl as her purposefully weakly applied chin lock was turned into an arm bar, Silver releasing a yelp in response. For sure, she could of been more aggressive; hell, after she slammed the tiny girl down, she could of simply laid full spread on top of her, and either forced her body to literally give out from the crush or force a pin.

But a bully, Silver was not. Nor ever would be.

On her knees with the girl behind her, she'd start to slowly stand, trying again to use the sheer size of her figure in advantage.

"What does it take to keep you down?!" Hiroko whispered desperately. Not matter how much she wrenched Lara's arm, Hiroko simply wasn't doing enough to have any real effect on her. She was already beginning to stand back up and then she'd be in trouble all over again.

She needed to be careful because, for a lot of holds, Silver could simply just ragdoll on top of her and squish her. Lara was too strong to use her aerial moves against and her strikes only stunned her briefly. Still, she didn't want to give up on her first match so once again she let go of Silver's arm and instead tried to force her back down by wrapping her arms around the back of her head and pressing her into her chest for headlock.

Whilst there was no doubt that Silver's arm was beginning to ache thanks to the numerous wrenches of the girl, the sheer size difference simply made it too easy for the big girl to stand, no matter how much force the tiny girl would crank. At least for now-anyway, particularly when her body had yet to tire.

Her arm released, she'd quickly pull it to her front, rubbing it to try and ease the ache, when she'd be forced to bend. Her head near the chest of the girl, her eyes wide widened as Hiroko would now focus on cranking her neck it seemed.

Placing a hand on the girls hip, she'd grunt. "H..Hey!" seemingly caught out by the girls apparent new found determinations, applying lock after lock.

Hiroko wrenched Silver's head, trying to wear her down. The problem was that it was wearing Hiroko down too. For Silver, it piece of cake for her to toss around Hiroko like a ragdoll but for Hiroko, every maneuver required a huge amount of effort on her part.

Silver's sheer weight and strength meant that Hiroko had to expend a lot of energy to keep Silver from just powering through and breaking the hold easily, and her stamina was based more on keeping up her speed rather than sustaining holds. The muscles in her arms ached from the strain and she could feel the sweat trickling down her neck. Hiroko knew that if she let up, however, Silver would make her regret it. So she kept squeezing down on her head and neck, grinding her against her chest.

"What do you say, Lara? Give up?" Hiroko didn't expect for Lara to give up so easily, but a little confidence could go a long way and she didn't want her to realize that she was tiring.

Luckily for Silver, Hiroko were far too lacking in stature and form to make the girl jostle around the mat, shaking her like a ragdoll as she wrenched her neck. Unluckily for her, that seemingly resulted in increased determination from the small girl, who'd seemingly try to bend the girl's head tighter as a result.

"Nearly..." she'd quickly respond, grunting, trying to fuel her plucky foe further. The truth was a lot different of course, as Silver had just begun to sweat, albeit the girls more precise holds were definitely gaining effect. Despite almost wanting the girl to perform well, she was growing tired with her head been wrenched, particularly as she was been forced to bend to do so with the smaller girl.

Her head already next to the girls chest, she'd hook her arms around the side of Hiroko, before straightening up, trying to lift the girl off her feet!

If all went well, she'd try to give a firm compression, in almost a side bearhug of sorts, to try and force a release on her increasingly fragile neck.

Hiroko only realized too late that Lara's arms were wrapping around her body. She'd thought she'd be careful enough to avoid any reprisal for her holds but it wasn't enough just to keep her from squishing her into the mat. She yelped as she was lifted up off the ground only to groan when Silver's arm began to tighten around her.

Lara wasn't using her full strength, because Hiroko would probably have either tapped immediately or be squished into unconsciousness but even so her massive opponent was driving the breath out of her ribcage with monstrous ease. She squirmed in Lara's grip, one arm trying push against Lara's, the other wrapped around the back of Lara's neck although it was more to try and pull herself free than to damage Lara anymore.

"You... Ngh... Are amazingly strong." she managed gasp out as she gave Lara's shoulder a friendly squeeze.

Holding the girl sideways, with her headlock now released, Silver wouldn't waste long before she swivelled the girl in her grip, turning it into a front-to-front bearhug. Pressing tight fronts with the girl, it was now easy to see the sheer size difference between the two, as Silver felt she was essentially swallowing the girl up with her immense curves.

Of course she wasn't squeezing at her fullest, barely even half. She knew for a fact that if she went full on, her thick arms could probably crush Hiroko unconscious, or maybe even worse. Hell, she'd done it to women bigger than her before AFW.

Feeling the girl's squeeze of her shoulder and compliment, Silver would give a long tight embrace, breathing her own stomach out so she'd have a solid wall to squeeze the girl against.

"Thanks!" she'd mutter with a smile on her face, intending to work the girl over with her weakly applied bearhug until she could think of a softer way to possibly finish the girl.

Hiroko squeaked as she was jostled around by her opponent until she was being held in a front bearhug, her back as well as her ribs now being punished by Lara's crushing embrace. She was surprised by how flustered she felt being pressed against Lara's wonderfully thick body, leaving her warm, red-faced and panting. The distraction did little to help Hiroko's resolve as Silver seemed to determined to turn her into her personal squeeze toy.

She almost regretted giving Lara that compliment when it resulted in her squeezing her even tighter against her now hard body, causing her to flop forward, arms limply falling to her side. It wasn't a particularly painful hold, but it was extremely draining and Hiroko could feel her strength ebbing away slowly but surely. The ref must've thought that Hiroko had passed out because she came to check on her, asking if she'd given up.

"No..." she mumbled and shook her head. As she tried to push against Silver, she couldn't help but marvel at the cords of muscle under her fingertips, even as those powerful arms punished her toned body. Pushing against Silver, Hiroko tried and fix Silver with a defiant gaze, although how much defiance was left in her was dubious at best.