Laurukka Koskinen vs Mari Fuuma [LunarOcean and OmegaVan0]

The lights dimmed and a cold, ambient drone wafted over the speaker systems. Ghostly blue lights drifted over the entrance and video footage of cold, deep oceans and strange ghostly shapes followed. Gradually, a tall black silhouette could be seen at the mouth of the entrance, lights swiping over it and giving the barest blinks into her opponent's appearance. Slowly they converged and against the shrill swell of synthesized strings, a tall pale woman appeared. A wide brimmed cap and a flowing white summer dress, whiter than her already deathly pale skin, manifested before the crowd. A piercing gaze, stronger than the lights themselves, stared straight ahead with an intensity that even the horniest and most perverted tried to shy away from..

The audience let out a chorus of ooooh's and aaaah's but the woman seemed uncaring; she walked to the ring on long black boots in that elegant dress, sliding under the lower ropes before rising to her full height. Her hands unclipped a strap on her dress. In a flourish of motion, her all her clothing flew pas the ropes and the crowd's curious eyes were rewarded. While lacking the same degree of bulk one would associate with a heavyweight, she was far from unimpressive. Her smooth, blemish free skin was almost like white-gray marble and just the barest of muscular tension marked it. She was slender for a heavyweight but there were slight curves on her long legs; her thighs tensed just slightly. Her arms as well were long but when she crossed them, hints of thicker biceps emerged.

Above those was an impressively large bust, barely kept in check by her white bikini.

Even from her corner, she looked less like a woman relaxing and rather a ghostly apparition waiting for an unlucky victim.

Mari was next out as her theme began to play on the speakers, she walked on stage wearing a white bikini of her own. She wasn't too thrilled about the match up but she wasn't going to stop expanding her horizons after barely scratching the surface! She was not going to back away, not even when she heard that her opponent was much larger than her. Making her way down to the ring, she saw the visage of her opponent that felt like was looming over the ring like an ominous aura.

When she walked up the stairs and into the ring, she realized just how much larger her opponent was over her. Seeing the assets that she had against her, Mari knew that she was going to be in for a tough fight between the two white bikini clad women as she stepped through the ropes, keeping a hard glare at her opponent. Although a little rattled by the size of her opponent, Mari still kept her stubborn streak as she began walking towards the tall pale woman.

Reaching her she would look up at the woman's face, a harsh stare in her eyes telling the tale of her unrelenting drive and refusal to back down from any challenge. And there was a large challenge in front of her.

Laurukka's distant stare pried and dug into Mari with the eerie and authoritative look of a commissar, scanning for the slightest sign of weakness. The enthusiasm and drive of Mari met eye-to-eye with Laurukka's coldly analytical and disaffected glance, held just a split moment after the bell would be rung. Once it did, Laurukka took a half step back, eyes burning onto her prey.

She was cautious for a heavyweight and even in her carefully dignified pose it was not hidden. Yet rather than brute strength, her eyes narrowed and her right foot swept forwards in a low curve. It was not a full sweep as she was only targeting a single leg.

It did not look like a particularly threatening motion; Laurukka's leg swung inwards to the back of Mari's left leg, aimed right at her knee. However, if it was successful, what came next would be unexpected for a heavyweight.

When Mari was forced to bend onto her damaged knee, Laurukka's still entangled leg would twist Mari's outwards, moving the bigger woman into a kneeling position. She would grab Mari suddenly, pulling them close face to face, and forcing her to stare into those cold eyes.

She'd follow up by licking her slowly across the cheek, rolling out of her short hold, a ghost of a smile upon her features.

Mari saw the powerful stare that Laurukka was throwing her way, it was hard not to notice it with the commanding aura she had around her looming in her side of the ring. She stared back at the taller woman, refusing to break eye contact to the impressive foe in front of her. Even the slightest hint of weakness was going to give Laurukka the advantage she needed to begin steamrolling over Mari with the size advantage that she had.

The bell rung as Mari took a step back with her right leg and got into her wrestling stance, expecting Laurukka to use her size advantage to start bullying Mari's smaller frame. However she was quite surprised to see a low kick swinging in towards her.

Mari wasn't going to let the leg hit her as reflexes kicked in, bringing up her left leg to check the kick and force it crash against her much sturdier shin. She wasn't going to let that go unanswered, size advantage be damned. She didn't meet a woman who could struggle off a hard hitting hit as she stepped back down on her left hand and brought her right hand up and above before swinging it down for an open handed slap aimed right for Laurukka's chest!

*THWOCK!*

The nasty kick bounced off of Mari's shin and shuddered the giantess' leg to the bone. Yet true to her ghostly appearance neither pain nor surprise showed across her features. Mari wasted no time contemplating her colossal opponent's durability and swung her hand for a nasty blow that could send another woman reeling.

Yet Mari had broadcasted her attack quite clearly to Laurukka's ever watchful eyes. How she stepped back and moved her hand into position and swung it down.

The girl appeared tough but even stones broke under pressure.

Mari's hand hit not pale flesh but a waiting palm, fingers now clasped over her wrist. Another hand wrapped around her side, trapping her arm against her body as Laurukka pressed her against her body, pulling upwards and scrubbing Mari against her toned body, every inch of Mari rubbing against that smooth, subtly toned stomach before her enormous breasts half-engulfed the younger woman's on the way up as she was brought face to face.

Once again, those cold blue eyes stared into hers, unaffected by the intimacy of their bodies but her eyes were different, narrowed and with how her mouth was slightly open, curious as if she was holding an unfamiliar animal.

The hand against her wrist let go and grabbed the back of Mari's head, pushing her forward into Laurukka's waiting lips. She turned her own head sideways, embracing Mari's lips in a moist kiss that ravished her mouth before moving across her cheek and neck. Her skilled tongue drew long, sticky lines over her skin while her powerful arms trapped her in place, calmly sucking and mouthing about until the younger woman would be thoroughly tasted.

"You'll keep me satisfied for tonight."

Laurukka's body would thrust forwards and her arms would release Mari, simply letting her drop to the mat. It was clear she held back but the way the edges of her lips curled just so slightly made it clear she wanted much more than that short session granted.

Mari thought that she was going to catch Laurukka off guard with her sudden slap, but to her surprise her opponent was waiting for her attack, catching her wrist her hand as Mari's eyes widened. She was not expecting someone to be this durable and quick at the same time. Before she had a chance to back off, Mari was pulled into her larger opponent's body by her waist and was lifted off of the mat, feeling all of those muscles of Laurukka's body scraping against her's before ending with their breasts mashing against each other, her's almost being swallowed by the larger woman's!

She let out a moan of pain and a bit of pleasure as she looked with her amber eyes into the cold blue ones as she was unsure what the woman was going to do next.

Her eyes widened when Laurukka pulled into a not so gentle kiss, feeling those lips claiming hers as the tongue slithered in, she was so overwhelmed by the attack all she could do was watch with shocked eyes as her hands were seized and unable to to push off! She would be forced to endure the sexual claiming before Laurukka would toss her back, landing on her butt with some spit rolling out of her mouth as she quickly wiped it off of her lips before spinning back to her feet.

Right there she began aware of how dangerous her opponent was going to be as she narrowed her eyes at Laurukka, not responding to her comment as she brought her hands up. She had to be careful of what her next move was going to be as she kept her distance, before attempting to lunge in with a kick of her own, aimed at the thigh of the larger woman!

The younger woman's recovery and strike was excellent; her motions somewhat rough but disciplined, focused, unfazed by the pleasures Laurukka had indulged in. An experienced wrestler such as her had seen many such motions but this was one she remembered. Such a spry, powerful young body... if Laurukka was younger, she would've visibly flinched at the disciplined viciousness behind her attack.

Yet just as she had seen these attacks, Laurukka had little trouble defending against them. Rather than attempting to shift her whole body for a block, she smiled and simply shifted her knee... so Mari's poor leg would smash herself against that point.

Assuming it bounced off and was pained, her own leg would lash out and strike Mari's other leg, toppling her to the ground. If that was successful, she would move forwards and merely sit on her waist, pinning her to the mat... and giving her a most generous view of her powerful chest.

Mari swung her leg to try and upset Laurukka's balance, but all she met was the hard knee as her opponent returned the check right back. This one stung a little more, forcing Mari to stagger backwards as she gritted her teeth, it was only for a split second but a split second was all that her opponent needed to get her in favorable positioning.

During her step back, Laurukka's leg lashed out at her standing one and with a quick motion, swept Mari off of her feet as she landed on her butt. And before she had a chance to recover and get off of the mat, Laurukka was already on top of her! Grunting out as felt the weight of the larger woman on top of her, Mari could only look up at the bountiful chest of her opponent that was almost eclipsing her face.

Letting out a scoff, Mari attempted to plant her feet and hands into the mat and using her core muscles, her arms, and legs she attempted to bridge off of the mat, weight differences being damned, to try and slid Laurukka off of her!

Mari's strength was incredible for her size, being dwarfed only by her fighting spirit. Laurukka could see every muscle in her body tensing from exertion and feel herself slowly being lifted on a shaky form. It was admirable and she found herself moved by it, figuratively and literally. Of course, it had a very simply counter.

Simply, all Laurukka needed to do was fall forwards.

Mari's face would be bombarded by two simply gigantic breasts, smothering her momentarily. Yet Laurukka was not the kind to smother often; a shameful tactic by women afraid of dockings. She slid down Mari's body and lightly tensed her muscles. Tight ridge-lines across her stomach frictiously rubbed against Mari once more, abs catching against one another and teasing hers to arise. Her immense breasts would squish down hers, rolling over them as she continued her descent. And her tongue once more would feast on her, her lips suckling around her collarbone.

Yet unlike last time, she would then rub upwards, her breasts stopping right under Mari's, partially swamping over them from the sides. Smirking, her powerful legs wrapped around the smaller girl and her arms quickly trapped her, forcing her even closer and tighter to her powerful, six foot six body. Struggling would be useless; Mari's arms were trapped behind her back and Laurukka's legs were like walls of meat entrapping her legs.

With both women on their side, Laurukka studied the helpless girl to her leisure, leaning forth and nuzzling against her as if she were a mere pet. Her body lightly squeezed her each time she struggled; it was more akin to her flexing and letting her rising muscles cage and compress her. Yet if she stopped, she'd soften and "reward" her by pushing her breasts upwards against Mari's underboob. Their immense size however meant they'd envelop and squish over and around her's like an octopus made of pleasure.

"You're a brave little woman." She said, her breaths against Mari's ear. She pulled her up face to face, rubbing nose, mouth, and brows against her quite possessively. "Lifting me up like that... how bold."

One of her biceps rubbed down Mari's sides and her hand wrapped around just above the left side of her waist. It pulled her forwards, pushing her stout tummy against the seemingly soft tummy of Laurukka.

She smiled and suddenly, that soft tummy started getting very hard and defined. The smaller woman's body would feel a powerful, steely wall of strength and Laurukka's arm forcing her own tummy against it, directly comparing her powerfully built abs with what Mari had to offer.

"Girls like you I considered treats where I came from... so strong and tough, struggling in our grasp, but always becoming nice, soft, and submissive after a good few minutes." She smiled and nibbled on her cheek and chin. "I love it when they would try to flex when underneath or against me, their strength crumbling as they realized defeat was much sweeter than defiance..."

Her legs rubbed tightly against Mari's. The Japanese girl's legs were bundled and forced together already but now they had to endure powerful, muscular thighs scraping up and down over them. Yet she wasn't crushing her; they felt like they were hugging her affectionately like one lover to another.

"I'm so glad I got a little treat such as you... the squish is better than the submission we would say. Would you like to jump to that now? I can guarantee it would be a little painful before I made you soft and warm... or we could continue our little match. That would be far worse~"

She giggled and gave her a tight hug and Marie would be forced to endure five seconds of crushing pressure.

"Or maybe you want to stay like this, to feel every inch of what I can offer you... and not just in the ring~"

Mari attempted to slip out before all of Laurukka's weight came down on her, but it was too late. Those large breasts came smashing down on her face and cut off her source of fresh air. But surprisingly, Mari was able to breath again as Laurukka slipped down her body. Mari's face went immediately red with feeling those large tits steam rolling down her body until they rolled over her own chest. Mari was never one to really boast about her cup size, but she was pretty confident of her big knockers. Having them pinned and squashed beneath Laurukka's body certainly did not help that confidence of her.

But that wasn't it for her embarrassment. She soon felt the powerful lips of Laurukka beginning to suck on her nice, Mari resorted to biting her lips to prevent a moan from escaping her lips, but in doing so on focusing to hide her moans, it allowed Laurukka to envelop her. Her legs were caught in the tangled mess that Laurukka created, although it wasn't a tight hold, evident with how Mari could move them. But it was enough room to accept work towards an escape, frustrating Mari as she heard Laurukka go on talking.

"Tch. Ge-get off of me." was her quick response, refusing to submit to Laurukka this early on in the match!