Erin Quinn vs. Elisa Hamilton

Erin would quickly evade Elisa's grasp. She was not looking forward to getting caught again. She tried to slip behind the large girl and wrap her hands around her waist. If successful Erin would squeeze tight, hugging Elisa from behind. "You're the one that's gonna pass out." She would retort. From there she would try to lift her opponent and transition into a german suplex.

Elisa would giggle a little bit when she felt her opponent try to lift her " There's no way that will work, I'm 4 inches bigger than yo-" Elisa would then let out a panicked squeal as she was somehow lifted high enough to be thrown into the mat, if nothing else Elisa was impressed by her opponents strength. Elisa would be left prone on the mat for a second, her head spinning as she was lying against the mat.

"I can....hnnng do it!" Erin declared, raising her opponent into the air and then slamming her down. She would lay back on the mat for a second, catching her breath after lifting such a big opponent. Finally she would try to crawl onto her opponent. She was hoping to slop back down and land her chest onto Elisa's face. "Two can play at this game."

Elisa would only really start to get her ring awareness back when her opponent had crawled on top of her and would retort to her comment with " Oh but only one can wi-" Before Elisa would be silenced by Erin's large boobs.
Elisa would try to push her opponents away from her but truthfully in this situation she would be pretty helpless as most of her strength comes from out-weighting her opponent and that can't help her much when she is on the mat and on her back.
Elisa would have her face stuck between her opponents breasts and when she tried to move her face she would just be met by more breasts, Elisa didn't realise until this moment that Erin did in fact also have pretty large boobs.

"Not letting go until you pass out. So night night." Erin teased. She would press her chest harder against Elisa, hoping to completely smother her. She wasn't too distracted by the pushes which were fairly weak. While Erin's bust wasn't as big as her opponents, they were fairly nice sized and as Elisa was finding out, big enough to bury a face in.

Elisa would start to struggle for air and would feel her opponents sticky, warm and moist breasts squeezing against her face which would mix with her oxygen depreviation to cause Elisa not to be able to think of a good way out of the hold.
Elisa in desperation would try to to bring one of her hands to Erin's crotch, though she was sure she was going to get another slap. In the moment though Elisa couldn't think of anything else to do which could keep her in the match.

Elisa was 100% correct about what would be happening next. "Haaah!" Erin gasped, taken by surprise as her opponent slipped a hand between her legs. Erin would maneuver herself off of Elise and lift her chest from her face. What came next was another hard slap to Elisa's face that echoed throughout the arena, leaving a bright red hand mark on the giant's cheek.

Elisa knew what was coming but she didn't quite predict the power of the move as it would completely rock Elise and her cheek would be a bright red as her whole jaw went numb, after a few seconds of silence Elise would say " S-sorry" in a guilty tone.

The slap seemed to be quite an effective maneuver, stunning and getting her opponent to actually apologize. Erin would puff her cheeks out as she looked down at Elise. "Yeah you are." she pouted. She would lift her opponent to a seated position and once again go in to try a sleeper hold. She figured it would be more wise to try that than another smother.

Elisa would still be shocked from the slap and easily would be pulled into a sleeper, Elisa would gasp as she was grabbed around the neck and would squirm in Erin's arms. The giant clearly was being completely controlled by the irish woman.