Lara "Silver" Abreu VS Becky "Super American" Brooke

Silver couldn't of misread the name Super American more incorrectly. She still felt somewhat depressed that her ideal of the woman had been completely shattered, and the big woman was now paying the cost. Of course, a smaller woman jumping a bigger one often didn't prove to be the end of matches. But damn, it hurt, even with Silver's great heaving gut to defend her. It didn't help that every time she was splashed, her enormous chest somewhat heaved out perversely, given that her belly was forced to greatly inhale.

She didn't bother to listen or watch her foe as she flexed her guns and ran her mouth, simply trying to resist crying and breaking down at her situation. She expected to make a friend today. Instead, she quickly obtained the impression that Becky wanted to seriously hurt the poor girl.

A sharp kick to the back would make the giant somewhat uncurl, as her back arched forward onto the ground. Before her hand even had time to soothe it, she found her busty bully somewhat spooning her from the front! Warm, bouncy chest to her own chin, Silver had exactly zero reason to enjoy the moment, as Becky quickly went to throttling the woman with a sleeperhold! Only she didn't stop at choking Silver!

Head now precariously close to that massive chest, Silver finally bore through her desire not to hurt the girl. As more of her skin began to press into her cleavage, Silver would push on her side to the mat; trying to fully mount the girl, in a impromptu 240lbs body press!

Becky felt like she was rolling, now. Her hits connecting, Silver taking them and suffering, just to end up taking more of them! This was the kind of dominant run she had been expecting, when she first came to AFW! This was the kind of thing she had signed up for- a chance to show off her American wrestling spirit, for a brand-new audience of appreciative fans!

As Becky tried to lock in the sleeperhold, however, she realized things weren't going exaclty according to plan. She had a grip of Silver's head, but the larger girl's body was another matter entirely!

"W-whuh? What? H-hey!" Eyes widening from behind her blonde bangs, Becky looked down in disbelief as Silver's body began to press upward, coming over to start moving her into a dominant position! "Oops!" Becky said, in a tiny voice.

The larger Silver came rolling over her, comiing down oto her with 240 pounds that Becky's slim, soft body was not equipped to handle! "AACK!" Becky squealed, as Silver pressed down and flattened her against the mat. Becky felt Silver engulf her, the fair-skinned American sinking into Silver's ample figure as she was squashed. "Uuuughnnnn!" Becky groaned, as her soft body was pressed into the mat. "G-get ... offa ... meee~!" Becky moaned, trying to buck Silver away, even as the larger girl was able to grind Becky helplessly against the mat, trapping her for as long as Silver liked!

With near any wrestler, limb and neck holds were all but a given. Waist locks? Somewhat difficult on bigger foes, especially when said foe had a frame of steel. Or just one immensely thick.

She'd been chipped away somewhat, but even exhausted, Silver's figure would of course not fade. If she could barely stand, she could still simply lean or outright squash her foes. Like she was now.

Fully body pressing the small but immensely busty girl behind her bock, Silver would jostle somewhat out of reaction as her neck was finally released. She often felt bad when she crushed particularly smaller women, but doing so was somewhat easier when her foe had been mocking, taunting, and essentially bullying her.

Silver would prepare to roll off and pull herself standing, but not before giving her foe a further jostle, pressing the 240lbs even harder into Becky's frame.

"Sorry...but...not sorry!" She'd whine, her own neck throbbing as she'd begin to slowly peel her frame off.

"Nnnnnghhh!" Becky moaned, as Silver rolled over her. Becky could feel her soft figure getting compessed against the hard mat, unable to do much more than squirm and writhe ineffectively beneath her ample-bodied opponent. The blonde's hands and feet wiggled from beneath Silver, but nothing she did was going to reverse her fortunes. Ground into the mat, Becky was totally helpless!

"Ooooohhh~!" Becky squealed, one final time, as Silver pressed her body down even harder against the "Super-American." Becky could feel her body compressing like it never had before, her curvy blonde frame getting pushed into the mat like a pancake! It was beginning to get difficult to breathe, Silver squeezing the air out of Becky's lungs. Fear began to settle in, causing Becky to writhe even harder, terrified she might pass out!

Fortunately, after that final grind, Silver rolled off and left Becky room to breathe. Chest heaving heavily, the blonde was gasping for air. After a bit of a coughing fit, causing her buxom body to twitch and spasm a moment, Becky started trying to get up. However, the young woman realized rather quickly that it wasn't going to be quite so easy for her to bounce back, from that one. Becky's chest strained against her top as she coughed and gasped for air, managing to get herself upright to only a seated position. She looked over to Silver with wide-eyed worry, knowing full well that the bigger girl was going to be ready to take the fight to her, well before Becky was ready to fight back!

The issue with sumo wrestlers was of course not outmanoeuvring them in terms of landing the moves, but outmanoeuvring them in making sure the moves didn't result in such a big target flat on top of you. Sure, you could try to suplex, slam, or hoist up someone like Silver. But if your legs buckled, or gravity brought the landing on top of you, the pay off from landing the move would be far less than a 240lbs-er flat on top. Of course, Becky didn't try to hoist Silver in such a manner. But she seemed to forget that wrapping around her on the canvas of all places was just as crazy.

Soon enough, Becky would be allowed the luxury of opening her lungs fully, as Silver began to pull herself standing. She was still aching from what strikes she had taken, and whilst the choke wasn't locked in for long, still left a feeling around her neck. Still, she felt bad for outright body pressing the buxom super american, and would at least try to avoid doing so again. Unless fate would have otherwise. Or she slipped.

Approaching the rising busty blonde as ever with gentle-giant intentions, Silver's arms would be going wide. She wasn't going in for a hug per say; not at all wanting to cuddle the girl who had been raising the issue of her weight all match, but instead, look to wrap around Becky's neck and head the moment she straightened up.

From there, the gentle sumo would tighten whilst leaning back, looking for a lifted front sleeper of sorts, to hopefully but the girl out without too much pain inflicted. "Sorry...but...sorta not sorry..!" She'd whine, face close to the cute american's, as she held her aloft, fronts grinding!

Becky let out a long and desperate gasp for air, as Silver rolled off of her. The blonde's ample chest expanded, as she struggled to fill her lungs. The "super-American" had been struggling since she had come to AFW, but she'd never faced anything like this! As Silver finally took her weight off of Becky, Becky rolled to her side. She clasped a hand over her heart, which was threatening to pound its way out of her chest, any moment!

Once she'd finally gasped and panted and sobbed enough to get some air in her lungs, Becky started to get back up. "C-can't keep me down ..." Becky rasped, from down on all fours. She shook her head, trying to put the humiliation of Silver's easy counter out of her mind. In Becky's mind, she had to topple this giant, and show off her American fighting spirit! Just as soon as everything stopped hurting.

As Becky got back up onto wobbly limbs, she saw Silver approaching her with arms outstretched. Becky's eyes widened, realizing she was probably in for it, if she didn't do something quickly! Seeing Silver's arms outstretched, Becky lunged forward as well as her weakened body would allow, and wrapped her arms around the larger woman's sides. In Becky's mind, she could use Silver's forward momentum to flip her over in a tight suplex! Everything from Becky's lean shoulders to her curvy butt flexed and tensed in the effort, but the result was only making it easier for Silver to catch Becky's head tight in her arms!

"Nnnnngh!" Becky whined, as Silver's arms tightened around her head. The buxom blonde's grip released entirely, as she felt Silver lean back, and pull Becky right off the mat! "Eeeek!" Becky squealed, as she realized how easily Silver had just taken control of her body. Becky's legs kicks and bucked, as she squirmed against Silver's grip. She could feel her body grinding and rubbing against Silver's ample frame, warm and soft. Becky's eyelids began to flutter, as she realized the larger girl's hold was slowly putting her to sleep! Becky couldn't let that happen! With a panic, the blonde began flailing wildly against Silver, her small fists and feet trying to land clumsy, less-than-effective blows against the body of the dominating Silver!

Silver was far from cocky, but she couldn't help but disagree with the girl's words as Becky forced her way up. Can't keep her down? More like Silver couldn't muster the cruelty to. Atleast, not yet.

With near every opponent, there was always the issue of speed. Silver, simply put, didn't have any. She wasn't exactly full of technical expertise either, and was far from the strongest woman in AFW. But with her weight behind her moves? God help her foes if she caught them. If she could catch them. Albiet, weirdly enough, the much smaller, yet equally busty Becky Brooke, seemingly thought for a moment she caught Silver. Belly hugged firmly, Silver couldn't but wonder just what the girl was planning. A belly to belly? A bearhug? Either would be near impossible on a girl Silver's weight and heftiness, yet here Becky was, trying to turn the sumo-esque girl on her back.

Soon enough, Silver's lifted sleeper hold would soon lock in, aided greatly by Becky's attempts to hug the bigger girl. "Erm..I don't...really want one...from you..!" Silver would mutter, a breath a way from throwing in the word 'Bully' to Becky, as in any other situation, Silver would of hugged tightly back! Lifting Becky a inch or so off her feet, using solely her figure's hefty stance to do so, she soon found Becky struggling, making the sumo figure jiggle considerably. Silver would mumble and wince in return, not exactly tightening the hold as a counter, but not exactly loosening either. She needed to numb her busty foe, ideally before she got loose!

"Nnnnnnuuhhh!" Becky whined, at the top of her lungs. The buxom blonde was having her body ground and compacted in Silver's grip, losing strength with every passing second. Becky's wide blue eyes winced, squeezing tears out down her cheeks. Her fingers went limp, the pathetic attempt she had made at taking Silver down in turn completely abandoned. Even if Becky hadn't wanted to. It was clear to everyone in the arena that Silver was firmly in control of the match, now. Everyone, it seemed, aside from Becky.

Gasping like a fish out of water, Becky struggled and squirmed against Silver's hold. Her body was grinding against the soft mass of her opponent, making beads of sweat form on the brow of the "Super-American" as she began to feel herself getting engulfed in the warm, soft sensation of her opponent's body.

"I c-can't go down like this," Becky said, her voice a rough groan, "I won't! Leggo and -aah! Leggo and fight!" The busty blonde's grinding was taking its toll, as Silver continued to wear her down. Becky could feel her body compacting, getting squeezed and pressed in Silver's arms. Her little white boots kicked and flailed weakly, her hands flapped pathetically at either side of her squirming butt. Becky's face was growing red, her head lulling backward, as every moment in the excrutiating hold put her entire buxom body in absolute agony!

"Don't feel bad, don't feel bad, oh god don't feel bad..." Silver would repeatedly mutter to herself, as she forced her eyes closed after briefly catching a glimpse of the girls own watering pair. The hold had all the signs of a bearhug, but one applied somewhat strategically higher around her foes neck. Silver herself would of felt better if she was hugging the girl to the point of wheezing, rather than essentially compressing her neck.

At least Becky had a soft pillowy body to pass out on, right?

Wrong. Whether Silver would of actually put out the girl in the lifted triangle choke remained to be seen, as through a combination of those rapid numerous kicks and swipes to her side, and the fact she simply felt terrible, Silver released the girl. Allowing the Super American to somewhat unceremoniously slide down her curves to her feet, Becky's head briefly rolling over Silver's chest, the big girl would take a step back.

"Okay...I..I AM sorta...sorry..." She'd mutter, bringing up her earlier comment, as she looked down at her wheezing teary foe, with near tears in her own eyes.

Becky's limbs were flailing and flopping against Silver's sides with a great deal more speed than any kind of precision or strength. In reality, it was the self-proclaimed "super-American" giving a desperate, last-ditch effort to fend off what seemed like it could have been a match-ending hold.

Despite Becky's best efforts, however, it seemed Silver was about to bring this match to a decisive, body rocking end. Becky clenched her teeth, unable to accept her fate gracefully, and felt the tears welling up in her eyes. As the first sobs at her impending doom began to sound, however, Becky- and the fans- were schocked to that Silver was actually releasing the hold!

Becky's body slid down Silver's limply, Becky's arms and legs gently hugging her dominant opponent. The young Brooke's face looked bewildered, shocked, as her busty frame was allowed to go sliding gently down Silver's generous figure. Falling gently to her knees, Becky shook her head, chest heaving against Silver's legs as she fought to regain her breath.

"I- I escaped ...?" Becky said, sounding bewildered. "I escaped!" The vapid blonde gasped, Silver's apology falling on deaf, uncomprehending ears. After a moment, the American girl planted her hands on Becky's thick thighs, and thrust herself up to her feet. "I'm not outta this fight yet, you!" she said, declaring herself as boldly as she could in her addled state. "Y-you're in for it, now ...!"