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

In truth, given Hiroko's size, holding her off the ground was nothing but easy for the thick Silver, who simply smiled and blushed back as she held the girl tight against her own curves. She was an avid practitioner of a bearhug, and knew Hiroko would of been out for sure if she put her full force into it.

Increasing the embrace mildly, she'd find the girl essentially turning to a ragdoll, arms flopping, head falling next to Silvers. Silver never of course meant to cause actual damage, like squeeze to a level that would perhaps snap the girls ribs. No, she simply intended to hug so tight that Hiroko's chest couldn't properly expand for air, something she was doing quite well, as she felt the small girl heave in her hug.

"You're gonna pass out soon!" she'd mutter, to try and spur some life in the girl, meeting her powerful gaze with a soft one, a gentle smile on her lips. To an onlooker, it looked like a friendly embrace. To Hiroko though, Silver could up the force at any moment, and force a scream out of her that would shatter the air. The likeliness of such, was of course next to none, as Silver could of never of lived with herself if she essentially bullied a girl half her size.

"This... Is nothing..." Hiroko shook her head furiously although her attempt to put on a brave face for the crowd and for her opponent were undermined by the fact that she could only barely wheeze out the words. Hiroko was exhausted and drained, Lara's wonderful curves denying her breath. But she didn't really feel the need to submit either. In fact, Lara was giving her probably the gentlest crushing she'd ever experienced.

Hiroko knew that Lara was being merciful and felt a mix of gratitude and disappointment that she couldn't compete against her full strength. It was mainly gratitude though: In her training, Hiroko had dealt with other students, some even bigger than Lara who had taken great delight in tormenting her with similar holds while her mentor had been away from the dojo and it was not something she remembered fondly.

Even so, there was no denying the effect it was having on her. She needed to escape so she could get some air back into her lungs. But each time she tried to push herself up in the hold to try and reduce the pressure on her ribs, her body failed her. She was simply too weakened to escape. Finally, her struggles ceased and she went limp in Lara's arms, her mouth slightly agape and her hair covering her eyes. The ref-girl rushed over, asking for a submission. When it was clear that one wasn't coming she raised Hiroko's arm only for it to fall uselessly to her side. Then once more more: still no signs of life. It seemed as though it was the end for Hiroko...

"Oh but I think it is..." Silver would quickly respond, holding her elbows with each hand. Her grip was as firm as could be, there was next to no chance the girl would slip out. Not until the curvy giant was done hugging her.

Whilst Silver had never herself been victim of essentially bullying holds herself, given her great size, she did feel sorry for the small girl, considering she was in fact using a low reserve of strength. Had Hiroko been the size of Silver, she would of been rag dolling her around the ring like a toy, trying to squeeze with all the pressure of a iron press.

She'd forced many a girl to pass out to her tight embrace, some unintentionally, so she was aware of the signs, as the girl began to lull in her arms. She'd keep a firm embrace though, simply to make sure she was out, but by no means crushing her, as she gently lulled her opponent by swaying her slightly.

Hiroko's legs swayed to and fro as she was gently swung from side to side. The referee raised her hand one final time. For a brief moment, it seemed as though Hiroko's arm would stay in the air. It was not to be. Her arm fell once again to her side and the referee called for the bell to be rung. The match was over. In the end, Hiroko's spirit was simply not enough to withstand the immense strength of her massive opponent. Lara had succeeded in squeezing every last ounce of strength from Hiroko's body. The referee came and patted Silver's arm to release the hold.

Holding the girl up in what essentially just became an embrace, Silver let out a small smile as the done-for girl's cheek simply pressed against her own, Hiroko's arms just swaying over her side. It looked like she had picked up a small child, who'd promptly fell asleep in her arms.

The match over, by K.O rather than submission, Silver admired the girls spirit to not submitting, gently lowing the girl to the mat, bending to do so. She'd lift her head up, to smile at the crowd, before bending once more, gently shaking the girls arm to try and stir some life.

"I hope you're okay.."

Hiroko stirred at Lara's touch and eyes flickered open weakly. She was a little confused as to why she was on her back staring up at Lara but she felt her heart sink when the realization dawned on her.

"I guess I lost, huh?" She mumbled glumly. She tried to push herself into a sitting position but her leaden limbs weren't cooperating. Silver's tight embrace had left her limp and drained so she lay back down, closing her eyes to try and hide the tears in them. Hiroko had wanted to make a good impression, to prove all those people who'd mocked her and said she'd never make it wrong. But in the end, she hadn't been strong enough.

"I'm sorry." She sniffled, weakly wiping the tears away "I just really wanted to..." She shook her head. She didn't want to make Lara feel bad. The victory was hers, after all.

"It's okay, though. I don't mind losing to you, Lara." She said earnestly, taking hold Lara's hand and giving it a fond squeeze as she flashed her a warm smile. She was genuinely happy for Lara and despite the loss, she'd enjoyed the match a lot.

Silver looked a little upset, as she realised her win over the small girl had caused her to cry some. Her own eyes watered, even more so when the upsetting words came from the girls mouth. Her hand been squeezed, she quickly pulled the girl to sitting up, before embracing the girl tightly in her arms, although not squeezing her this time, as she nearly cried herself.

"I'm sorry Hiroko!" she'd near weep out, sniffling, her eyes closing. "You did....you did great!" she'd finish by bringing her hand up to wipe her eyes, her other arm still holding the girl tight against her figure.

Lara lifted her up in a friendly hug and Hiroko responded in kind, wrapping her arms around her and pressing her cheek against Lara's. She felt a wonderful warm feeling as they embraced.

"You don't need to apologize. Just ignore me, I'm being an idiot. You should go and celebrate. You deserve it!" She gave Lara a kiss on the cheek and a friendly pat on the back. She felt awful for bringing her down during her victory, it hadn't been her intention at all. Lara had fought well, and she deserved her moment of triumph without Hiroko getting in the way. She tried to disentangle herself from Lara's warm hug and leave the ring so she could celebrate in peace, rubbing her ribs as she left.

Her beaten opponent accepting her hug, Silver felt somewhat better, before her words again caused Silver to feel somewhat upset. As the girl began to try and pull away, the big girl would bend somewhat, before giving the small girl a yank.

In doing so, Hiroko would fall towards her, landing and essentially sitting on her shoulder, as Silver easily lifted the small girl up, smiling, celebrating not her victory, but rather a good match with a kind opponent.

Hiroko gave a little yelp as she pulled onto Lara's shoulders but she knew she wasn't in any danger. She wasn't expecting her to celebrate the end of the match with her, though. She could feel herself tear up again, not out of sadness but because Lara's kindness had touched her. The crowd cheering them both, Hiroko could only grin. She gently stroked Lara's hair as she was paraded on her shoulders.

"You're a wonderful person, Lara. It was a honour to wrestle you!"