Reva Devonport ( debut ) vs Tara Kwan Standard match

Reva managed to get into the position she had planned without much struggle, perhaps it would have been easier to just pry the woman's legs off but seeing as the opponent was so unpredictable the Bombshell had considered putting a bit more thought into her battle plan and this would be the first account of her doing so. The Bombshell would let out an irritated click the tongue as Tara managed to see though her and release the scissors, perhaps it was a bit odd that Reva had been hoping for the close bodied squeeze to be continued, but her plan of action relied heavily on Tara having little to no control as she lifted her.

Luckily though Tara hadn't fully escaped the redhead's reach, as the woman opted to have a shoving competition of sorts. Tara managing to use Reva's plan against her, waiting till Reva lifted her up with the plan of slamming her into the mat, but the Korean would be nimble and quick witted enough to release the scissors just in time to get back into a standing position. The Bombshell would decide at this moment not to try and limit her efforts to outwit the opponent, realising pretty quickly that it would be much easier just to crush the woman into submission.

In an attempt to take back full control Reva would try to stop shoving against her opponent's arms and instead pull the woman towards her, trying to quickly wrap her powerful biceps around Tara's head in an attempted headlock, squeezing her opponent's head against her own sizeable bust. " How about we have a little bit of rough housing?" The Bombshell would respond, somewhat managing to cloud her frustration but clearly not being as witty or charismatic as her flirty opponent. Although Reva would much prefer to have the physical advantage than the mental one anyway.

The chances of Tara overpowering Reva in such a regard were as likely as the petite Korean gorilla pressing the amazon for all to see. She knew she couldn't win like this. But with such a gracious view before her, how the hell could she resist?

Eyes as ever scanning every inch of those generous orbs, Tara's licking of lips would take a step up as she found herself blowing the giant a kiss. The actions of her expressions and her face were not to be believed though; Tara may have been making every attempt to seem she was a simple girl fixated on sex, but her frame and the actions of it were anything but. She'd already made it very apparent that she was willing to wrestle seriously, even go the distance and perhaps try for a win. Whether she actually could though, was a whole other matter.

Suddenly pulled against the giant beauty, Tara's cheek would find its home yet again in that massive bosom, albeit this time from a sideways angle. Her cheek grazing upon that soft flesh, Tara's hands instinctively wrapped around Reva's sides. She knew she couldn't squeeze the giant enough to even hurt, or lift her. It was simply a instinctive reaction, in an attempt to stop the bigger woman ragdolling her as she pleased.

"No...complaints here~" Tara purred, wincing a little as Reva's power came to bare.

Reva would watch Tara's face as she restrained the woman, curious to see what the unpredictable wrestler would do in response, the Bombshell having a dangerous sense of curiosity that admittedly could sometimes go against better judgement. Luckily though the Korean didn't have any grand plan but rather just blew the redhead a kiss, which would earn the trapped wrestler an intense squeeze in return.

" As much as your flirting is cute, you may want to actually fight back otherwise I'll give you the ass kicking you seem to want so badly " The Bombshell would warn, feeling the opponent's hands wrapping around her sides, it wasn't exactly a grand comeback but she knew enough about fighting in the ring to know that Tara at the least wasn't as keen to stay in her current position as she appeared to be.

" Oh well, maybe you'll work better under pressure " The Bombshell would say, leaving the meaning ambiguous for a moment before she tried to release the headlock and instead pull Tara's face into her impressive bust, trying to wrap her arms around the back of the Korean's head and squeeze tightly to squish her breasts against her opponent's face.

The Bombshell knew that it may be a bit risky to go for such a move without weakening the Korean more since it seemed her opponent wasn't likely to get flustered in such holds, while the large redhead herself had quite a sensitive body and tended to lose her sense of better judgement when stimulated. The Amazonian was certain that she could at least handle a smother though, even if she was somewhat weak to a sensual assault she doubted Tara would be able to take advantage of that weakness in her current situation.

No match had ever ended in a submission via a simple headlock, yet the move was effective all the same. Tara could feel her foes bicep only press against her tighter and tighter, imagining it growing as if Reva's arm was a balloon inflating. Had she not been having such a sensual moment against one of the biggest chests she'd ever laid eyes upon, she would of been complaining a whole lot more.

"But where's the fun in just that?" She'd cough out in a stuttered sentence, hands gripping the beauty not to attempt a release, but simply hold on. She was smart enough to know she couldn't overpower Reva in such sense, and was fully preparing herself to seize the advantage when her foe undoubtedly switched her posture.

And then, low and behold, Tara's dreams came true. Her hands latching onto the beauty in preparation of a counter as Reva adjusted, Tara instead found herself lost for words as her face was pressed into the bosom she had paid keen attention to all match. Obviously, she offered no resistance, in fact shoving her face perhaps harder into that chest than Reva was imagining. Too her arms would aid her, wrapping around the beauty's hips in order to pull, so that her entire frame was pressing!

Far from blushing but in a world of bliss, the now currently motor-boating Tara offered to give her foe some sensuality of her own. By having her hands come to either cheek once wrapped around her sides, kneading that curvaceous rear between her fingers!

Reva had gotten the hints earlier in the match that her opponent didn't mind the slightly tough embrace of the Amazonian beauty. Up until this point though the Korean had more or less melted into Reva whenever the giant embraced her, however that would change when Tara's lust started to demand a bit more intimate contact with the large redhead.

While Reva tightly squeezed Tara's face against her enormous breasts the Korean would wrap her arms tightly around the Bombshell's waist and full heartily welcomed the breast smother. In an embarrassing slip up the Amazon would let out a slight squeal as Tara motor-boated her, all while pressing their frames together by pulling Reva into her with surprising strength.

The opponent's strength hadn't been enough to give Reva much grief in any other situation, but now that it resulted in the Bombshell's heavy chest squishing and shaping against Tara's facial features it seemed the Korean was finally managing to give the giant redhead some trouble. Reva would still keep her arms locked around her opponent's head, but now the majority of the squeezing and smothering would be maintained by Tara as Reva just froze in place.

Soon enough the redhead would be pulled back into reality though, the moan that her quivering lips had been holding back from the intense embrace would suddenly pierce her lips once Tara grasped both cheeks of the Amazon's voluptuous rear. " H-Hey" The Bombshell would squeal out, intending for her voice to shake much less than it did as her voice somewhat lost it's usual rough edge.

Reva somewhat regretted her decision to take things in a more sensual route now, she hadn't expected Tara to go for a full lust driven assault. The Bombshell knew that she couldn't back down now though, despite her hips naturally squirming at the Korean's skillful touch the English lass would do her very best to keep her ground.

Reva would try to continue her tight smother by once again squeezing Tara's head into her chest again, managing to fight back her moan this time as the giant's opponent continued to motor boat her. The Bombshell would try to will away the blush that had invaded her face and stop her sensitive body from squirming and struggling at Tara's touch, but unfortunately she didn't succeed very much at either.

Had Tara being a completely serious competitor, the hold would of been hell. It was already apparent from Reva's rag-dolling her that any hold she wanted to apply would stay applied, for most likely as long as she saw fit. Nothing short of a hundred strikes or an assault on a weak point would break the amazons grip. To Tara's somewhat luck however, it seemed Reva's weak point appeared to be the very part of her she was now trying to smother her foes lips and nose in.

The brief moment that Reva let Tara take the reins completely was unnoticed to the Korean, as she saw fit to motorboat, jiggle and fondle to her pleasure regardless of what the much bigger beauty was doing regardless. She would however, take her lips away from that supple flesh for the briefest of moments to catch some air. And perhaps more importantly to Tara, speak.

"...We should go for drinks sometime~"

A tone that seemed completely serious, the fact that Reva was smothering the girl in between her monstrous breasts didn't at all register to Tara that such a question might of been improperly timed. Well, if anything, the fact that Reva promptly resumed her crushing pressure screamed one answer back to the Korean, and that was a positive one.

If one could see Tara's face in amidst that marshmallow hell, besides the reddening cheeks from lack of air, one would see perhaps the biggest smile Tara had worn since she entered AFW.

The situation that both wrestlers had found themselves in at the moment was quite peculiar, the Amazon who was currently squeezing the life out of her opponent was squirming and blushing like a teased maiden meanwhile the smaller Korean seemed to have strong resolve in plunging herself into her opponent's large bust, exploring and snuggle into the more built body she was currently being pressed into.

No matter how odd the situation looked to on lookers though Reva knew that she wasn't in full control of her lustful opponent, afterall Tara was having the time of her life acquainting her gleeful face with the Amazon's ample breasts. The Bombshell would naturally pull away from her opponent at first, but after a while would just decide to try and bare with it, even if her body was sensitive she still believed full well she could deal enough damage before becoming putty in Tara's hands that the curious wrestler wouldn't be able to do much against her.

" H-Huh? Sure thing, but only if you stop trying to make me your meal " The Bombshell would growl out, she very much approved of the idea of getting to know Tara more, but a model example of an Amazon such as Reva could never be at the whims of anyone but herself, and at the moment she was certainly playing to Tara's tune.

As Reva felt Tara's fingers tighten around her rear and the Korean's hands explore her body the Bombshell would squeeze Tara's face so that it squashed into her breasts with more pressure. Unable to stop herself now Reva would let out a moan that was embarrassingly loud, before pressing her body into Tara's own. The Amazon was still physically in control, but as each moment passed she was being infected with her opponent's lust, Reva's focus shifting from winning the match to trying to feel the touch of her opponent's body against her own.

Had this been a regular hold with such constricting power applied, Tara would of likely have passed out by now, and then some. But given the means of her 'torture,' the sheer fact that her opponent was opting to try and defeat her with perhaps the finest bosom Tara had ever laid eyes upon, well...Tara's heart was certainly racing. Now far too devoid of both air and the space to form words in effort to give the beauty a verbal response, Tara's fingers would simply continue their wander upon that amazing rear. Given the proximity, and sensual moans she was hearing from the giant redhead, she would of placed a small bet on the idea that Reva was beginning to enjoy the hold as-well.. Albeit, likely never as much as Tara herself was.

Going somewhat for broke, Tara would release her grip upon that ample rear, as both hands went to Reva's right thigh. Wrapping tightly, she'd try to lean her full, albeit considerably lighter and smaller figure against the beauty, as she tried to trip up. If all went to plan, the Korean's dreams would be realised somewhat, as she'd land atop of the amazon with head still in those massive breasts!

Reva would be doing her best to ignore her opponent's sensual squeezing and the close bodied contact for now in favour of applying her smother as intensely as she could. However, this had the adverse effect of the large redhead being completely obvious to Tara's plan, suddenly feeling her legs fumble as Tara pushed against her body, resulting in the Amazon falling backwards into the mat while her opponent landed atop her.

"Aghh! You..." Reva would groan out, the rest of her sentence coming out as an incomprehensible growl. Tara was far from as heavy as Reva, but it was still fairly painful for her opponent's entire body weight to land atop the Bombshell, squishing Reva's body between Tara's own thinner frame and the canvas bellow. The Bombshell would let go of her opponent's head in the process of falling, but would still feel her opponent's face against her sensitive bust, the feeling of the Korean's facial features digging into her breasts during the fall bringing a distracting pleasure to the Bombshell.

For a moment Reva would be left vulnerable, unsure of what to do next as her body recovered from the pain, but the pleasure was still building up and the persistence of Tara who seemed desperate to smother herself between the Bombshell's breasts was enough to fluster the downed giant.

Tara landing atop that figure was akin to one of her dreams coming true. Reva had the curves to swallow Tara whole even if she didn't intend to, and now Tara was in seemingly full control of them. Hooking her legs under and around Reva's in a grapevine, Tara would laugh to herself as she became quickly aware of the fact that Reva's thigh size alone never mind her power meant the likeliness of Tara bending those legs up and out where next to none.

It allowed for firmer, sexier contact however, she figured.

"Damn...Is it my birthday..." A loud cry of enthusiasm came from Tara, as she briefly pushed her head to the skies whilst gasping breath. Hands to Reva's hips, she considered trying to slip them beneath the figure itself, in an attempt to latch onto Reva so she could pull her own figure down much more fiercely. Unable to slide between the weight of both her opponent and her own weight however, Tara would simply latch her hands onto the ample curves of her opponents sides.

There was more than enough, after all.

"Anywho...let's see what your hiding in there..." Winking a final time at the grounded amazon, Tara would shove her face once more into that massive chest; now wiggling and jiggling her cheeks again both giant breast, in absolute heaven!