SIG vs Chelsea and Amy - Handicap Hentai Match

Sig felt the hands of Chelsea trailing down between her legs, but the girl wasn't doing what she did to distract her apparently. She was lifted up and pushed instead, sending her tumbling onto her front unceremoniously. The lithe blonde grunted and scrambled towards the ropes to pick herself up, not wanting to be taken advantage by her opponent just yet.

"Ngh... not bad..." she smirked.

From there, she'd launch herself off the ropes to throw herself towards Chelsea, aiming to smack her with a clothesline! Given that there was enough space between them, however, it might not be the most difficult move to avoid.

Chelsea's moved worked to perfection and Sig was dropped to the ropes but kept herself from falling to the floor and saved herself. Still Chelsea was in a Better position then she was a minute ago as she stood up.

Sig came at her with a clothesline and she had enough space to dodge but another idea came to her mind. Ducking low enough were the clothesline would miss she spun and sent a kick that would hopefully send the heel of her foot into Sig's belly, with hopefully more results then last time.

"Uagh...!" Sig cried as the foot of Chelsea connected with her stomach after her failed strike, causing her to bend over in front of the opponent, holding her aching belly. "Ughh..."

For the moment she was stumbling around the ring with a half bent position, trying to locate the nearest ropes to look for safety. Her attention was a bit focused on Chelsea to watch out for any further attack, though, so she wasn't exactly paying attention which corner she was heading into...

Her kick connected and was able to wind Sig this time around, which was much better then her last blow. Sig staggered back to a corner to keep herself and Chelsea's eyes went wide as she saw where she was falling to, their corner!

Amy's smile reflected her own as The blonde reached out to grab Sig's arms to keep her pinned. "Come on Chelsea let's work her over a bit." Amy said and Cheksea responded by running in and throwing her knee into Sig's belly to keep the blonde winded and breathless.

"Hauh...?" Sig blurted as she felt a pair of hands reaching her arms and pull her to the corner. "Ah! L-let go...!" she protested, although it's obvious that her opponents weren't going to listen to her.

Instead, for her trouble she received another hammering to her belly from Chelsea, causing her to grunt and bend over again. Being hit over and over at that particular spot starting to take its effect on the lithe blonde now as she's feeling more hurt than before.

"Gah... uggh..."

Chelsea felt Sig's abs faulterig from the repeated blows and now trapped she could pound away at her belly to her hearts content. Chelsea sent in 5 different punches into Sig's belly then moves to he side and sent a spinning kick into her gut before stopping. "I think she's worn down enough." Chelsea said and Amy let Sog go as Chelsea tagged in the eager blonde in.

"The. Lets get down to some more fun. Get her side." Amy said as Chelsea and Amy each went to her sides and grabbed an arm to lift it around their necks and use their other hands to grab her waist. "3, 2, 1, go!" on her command the two friends arched back to perform a suplex on the blonde.

Sig would have tried to avoid or block Chelsea's blows if it wasn't for Amy holding her arms firmly. Her weakened state didn't really allow her to give a proper resistance, and so all she could do was enduring every strikes her opponent did, a few moaning slipped out from her lips as well as she took each one of them.

"Uuaghh... ow..." she whined, her belly felt pretty sore at the moment.

She heard one of the girls saying something about getting more fun, and the next thing she knew was her battered figure being seized and lifted up. Sig could only let out a yelp before she was slammed by her opponents, leaving her stunned as she lied sprawled on the mat after she crashed down.

"Oooughh..."

Amy and Chelsea stood up and looked down at Sig. The blonde was clearly dealing from their offense and now it was just a matter of what to do next. "All yours." Chelsea said as she left the ring to go to her corner while Amy walked around to Sig's legs and sat on them.

" I don't know what made you think you could take on the two of us but his was only going to end one way." Amy said as she leaned down and adjusted herself to place her breasts on Sig's face to somber and humiliate the blonde for a little bit.

Panting on the mat as she felt dazed and disoriented from the slam, Sig could feel Amy sitting on her legs to keep her downed. She groaned at the girl's words, but her eyes widened slightly as she saw her fellow blonde starting to lean towards her and smother her face with her large breasts.

"Mmmm...!" she whined while squirming under Amy, although her effort was pretty much futile due to her weakened state and the weight difference between them. "Mmmggpphh...! Gpphh... ppphh...!"

Her boobs completely cut off Sigs's air and the blonde squirmed under her bigger body but it barely moved her, Amy was too big and Sig was too worn out from the earlier fight. "I almost feel bad but then again, this is what the match calls for."

Amy eventually pulled away, not wanting the blonde to pass out too quickly as she thought of her next move. Amy eventually settled on moving to her cheek and licking it to tease her further while she squeezed her breasts.