Akashi Tanikaze Vs. Karen Starring

Akashi was just getting up when Karen rushed in and squeezed her in a headlock. The big sumo grunted as her head was forced tightly against Karen's plump breast. However, Akashi wasn't exactly worried about the position. She reached out and slipped her arms around Karen's waist and squeezed as hard as she could in her own lock of sorts. She was going to show the buxom blonde exactly how dangerous it was to try and keep Akashi close. as well as trying to disrupt Karen's concentration so she could set up her own counter attack.

Karen would smile ever so slightly as she seemingly took control, even briefly, of the big sumo, returning the hold near perfectly, even with the feature of Akashi's cheek rubbing against the blondes big chest. Akashi didn't seem as passive as the blonde did when the suffered in the return hold, wrapping her arms and somewhat re-locking a modified bearhug on the blonde. Wheezing from both the sheer power of the sumo, and the fact Akashi had already seemingly tried to crush her somewhat, Karen would keep the hold, grimacing as she attempted to do so.

She'd then aim to step back, in a controlled manner, so that the backs of both women would be pressed to the ropes, forcing a mutual break. She'd be careful to aim to turn her body, aiming to remove Akashi of the force of using the ropes like Karen had just done so, to in turn launch her.

Akashi was hoping that she could squeeze the resistance out of Karen but even if she wasn't able to make Karen release the headlock, Akashi still had a plan. Unfortunately, as Karen dragged them to the ropes, it was the zebra who put an end to things, not Karen herself.

Demanding the break, Akashi was ready to regroup when she felt Karen try and pull them away by herself. This time, however, Akashi reached out and grabbed the ropes with her free hand as Karen maneuvered. She wasn't going to be sent for a ride this time!

If she wasn't going to get a proper break, she was going to keep fighting and this time she ued her free arm to try and wing a forearm into Karen's busty chest.

Karen took solace in the fact that given the awkward stance of them both, more the fact the two were not front to front, the bearhug was not all it could of been. That been said, it was still brutally powerful, and had Karen been in an even more worn down stage, the partial bearhug would of still likely finished her. Akashi was simply that strong.

Breathing deep, Karen would lean against the ropes, more intending for a mutual break than to send her foe or herself flying. As she brought her hands slowly off her foe, she found Akashi's own meaty wing connecting cleanly with her huge chest, almost ringing out in the arena. Stepping back with a wide face, Karen's closest arm would try to push the sumo away, whilst her opposing would cover her chest, which had already begun to redden somewhat.

Akashi stumbled back when she was shoved and grinned at Karen. As she watched the busty blonde hold her sore chest, Akashi wasn't finished. This time she closed the short distance and extended her arm fully, looking to drive her arm up into the underside of Karen's buxom chest, not looking to pop the precariously held in breasts out to the delight of the crowd and, perhaps, Akashi herself, but, rather to create enough force to send Karen reeling and spilling over the top rope and down onto the thinly padded concrete below.

A push on a stumbling base with one arm simply wasn't enough to keep Akashi at bay, or even slow her down briefly. With Karen still cradling her chest as if someone had just exposed her, the sumo would rise with a hellacious clothesline of sorts, the sheer size of Karen's chest making it nigh impossible for her arm not to be caught and achieve maximum force. Karen's eyes went wide, a silent scream flowing from her mouth, as she was forced to perform somewhat of an acrobatic tumble over the top rope. She'd amazingly land on her feet, from the momentum of the roll, before her complete lack of balance brought the woman embarrassingly to her butt, sitting there in almost shock, at both her current pain and her predicament.

Akashi grinned as she made the buxom blonde tumble over the ropes. The crowd as well appreciated the blonde's tumble, not just for the display of strength but also watching Karen's "assets" settle back into place. They cheered accordingly. Once Karen was dow/, Akashi didnt waist any time.

She gave them their own show as she turned away from Karen and sprinted across the ring, bouncing off the ropes and coming back with a head full of steam. When she was close, she dove between the ropes, sending her near two hundred pounds aimed like a missile at the buxom blonde. Akashi had never been one for her modesty or fear of putting her body in danger. She knew if she crushed Karen flat outside of the ring, she might be able to put things away.

Her eyes somewhat wide from being thrown over as if she was fifty pounds, the blonde took the apparent lack of follow-up offensive by the sumo to stand somewhat slowly, brushing herself up and somewhat re-affirming her busoms position in her outfit, amateurishly not even bothering to check for her foes presence. By the time she did, she was far, far too late.

The sumo already halfway between the ropes as Karen caught wind of her manoeuvre, the best the blonde could do was bring up her arms in a pitiful defence; the same calibre of defence you'd expect to see a child pull when hit by their older sibling. The best she could hope for was her waving arms somewhat slapping the big woman as she flew in. But even then, the result of a woman Akashis size landing a suicide dive on her, would become painfully apparent, and quickly.

Not even given chance to scream as she was forced again to the floor, this time a monumental amount of air would be forced from her lungs, alongside a nasty side of spittle, as the woman was near literally flattened.

Akashi knew she wasn't meant to fly, but there were a few times where she decided to defiy nature and spit in gravity's eye. Any time she did, the moment when she was suspended, soaring through the air as if she was a majestic bird, always made her stomach fill with the best kinds of butterflies. It was a thrilling feeling though in part because there was the inevitable padding and no amount of padding, whther it be the thin pads of the concrete, Karen's nigh defenseless body or even her generous chest was going to make it an entirely pleasant experience.

She crashed hard, grunted as she skidded against Karen, going from full speed to stop in just a second. Karen's body helped, but for a few moments, she just laid against the buxom blonde's bust heaving with her eyes closed, listening to the roar of the crowd who appreciated Akashi's recklessness.

It wasn't until the referee began to start a ten count that she finally stirred. She pushed herself up to her knees and grabbed a handful of Karen's hair. She would then slowly try to tug the blonde along and roll her back into the ring.

Had Karen actually been aware of her surroundings, or more, aware of a huge woman lunging at her in suicidal fashion, the blonde could of pretty easily dodged. Hell, the match would of probably turned near completely in her favour, given had a woman that big missed such a dangerous dive. As Akashi somewhat briefly-but inadvertently motor boated the downed blonde, it became clear the match simply was Akashi's.

She was near completely forced standing by her foe, her arms barely able to support her so quickly after being flattened by a woman that big. She'd find herself rolling into the ring, arms coming up in a pathetic fashion to try and near hug the ropes as she was forced the enter the ring again, the only possibly respite she could get.