Fight of Might! - Masuyo Ai vs Vritra Savage

She was doing damage, judging by the woman’s reaction. Masuyo was finding an abnormal amount of comfort hearing her grunts. For her, it meant this giantess wasn’t as invulnerable as she looked. She was tough, for sure, and she would prove that in just a few moments.

Seemingly out of nowhere, the woman’s massive arm clocked Masuyo in the side of her head. The force was tremendous and made her head shake internally. She was forced to let go of the hold as she shoved the woman back and rolled off of her. Taking another one of those wouldn’t have been smart. Instead, she would make some distance, having done as much damage as she could have for the time being.

Still, once she had gotten some distance, she realized just how devastating that attack was. She fell right back to one knee, needing a quick breath before she could take another dig at the mountain before her. Masuyo could only keep one eye on the titan. Crouching low, she was prepared to move out of harm’s way at a moment’s notice.

No doubt, the blonde bruiser wasn’t going to let this chance slip away. Had to be ready for that.

Now released from the chokehold, Vritra brought a hand to her aching throat. The former MMA fighter almost got her, and she needed to be careful after this. Seeing that Masuyo was about to move out of her way, Vritra needed to act fast, or else the smaller woman would slip away from her hands. After being subjected to such a painful chokehold earlier, the white-clad giantess shot her opponent a seething glare, her brow contorted into a nasty scowl that made her seem horrifying to those who were seeing her.

Due to the disadvantage she had regarding her agility, there was one thing that Vritra had in mind. Vritra might be a lumbering mass of muscles and rage, but she was in no way stupid. At first, she seemed to be preparing herself to barrel over to Masuyo, as if trying to do a mad rush at her, but at last second, she would quickly change her tactic.

Instead of rushing over to her opponent, Vritra would try to leap forward, using her strong legs to propel herself up so that she would use her whole body for body splash. Her whole weight would be used for this move for maximum damage!

Masuyo was just starting to get her head together when she saw a shadow looming overhead. The woman looked to be making another mad dash towards her. Okay, but Masuyo wasn’t completely caught unawares this time. She was a bit familiar with her speed this time around as well. Once she was close enough, she would leap to the side and...

Her thought stopped in their tracks when the titan leaped into the air. She had no idea a woman that large could leap so high. It looked like death was baring down on the Demon. There was no time for panic. She had to move. And fucking fast. So, with one determined effort, she would leap to the same side she had been preparing to side step towards.

The MMA fighter had just managed to slip-out from under her. She was out of the danger zone, but she wasn’t leaving without a few scars. Her legs weren’t as fortunate as the rest of her, and they were decently squashed beneath the giant woman’s superior, muscled form. She let out a pained cry as she felt her everything up to her knees being flattened like pancakes. Quickly, she’d scurry out from under the woman before latching onto the ropes, attempting to pull herself up from the ground. A sharp pain ran through her legs as she attempted to stand, resorting to merely taking a knee.

This was bad. Vritra had seemingly taken away Masuyo’s only advantage. It may have been temporary, but with a woman of this size, it was likely more than enough to make the difference. The match could end at a moment’s notice if she let it. Her mind raced as she tried to think of a way around this blunder. All the while, she merely looked on at Vritra with a concerned expression, trying her best to retain a somewhat intimidating look.

While Vritra didn't manage to entirely flatten her opponent with her body splash, Masuyo didn't manage to escape unscathed either. It seemed that she succeeded to hurt her legs, which would certainly affect the MMA fighter quite significantly. Grunting as she picked herself up, her tight white leotard straining from the slight movement of her body, she looked at her opponent and sneered at her, thinking that more would come for her soon.

Not wanting to give Masuyo any chance to get up on her feet, Vritra would charge towards her, this time aiming to use her whole weight to ram herself into her for a high impact spear. Seeing the muscled titaness rushing in like a mad bull would make quite a horrifying image, and the expression etched on Vritra's painted face didn't help her case. For those who were watching this match would liken the white-clad giantess to a fierce, rampaging deity.

Vritra could tell that her opponent was skilled and strong, but she would crush her all the same. She had been itching for a fight this whole time due to her having no available matches, and she wanted to enjoy every second of this match. She certainly hoped that Masuyo could keep up with her before being ultimately decimated in the ring.

For a few moments, Masuyo just stood there, absolutely frozen as the woman sneered down onto her. Her mind wasn’t proving very useful in helping her get out of this situation. It’s not like she could risk waltzing up and throwing a few haymakers at the brick wall in front of her. Well, a brick wall that was charging towards her, but same thing really. Wait, what?

Her eyes widened as Vritra started making another charge towards her. This woman was a wrecking ball. An unstoppable wrecking ball that could break through every man, woman and mountain in her path. There weren’t many options available to her. Her legs were still numb and under recovery, so she couldn’t rely on them and risk worsening the damage. It’s not like a decent slide or duck would do the trick her either. No time to jump over her, not that she was confident she could. Masuyo wasn’t much of a flyer.

With that, she steeled herself. Bracing her arms in front of her as the giantess dove into a spear, sending the Demon flying between the ropes and out of the ring. The impact was tremendous. The pressure was unreal. It was like her defense had no effect at all. The force went right through her and pierced every inch of her torso. Her arms were weightless. Her stomach felt hot. Her throat was choking the oxygen out of her. She felt every inch of this as she flew through the air and slammed on the ground with a noticeable bounce. She even skid a bit of distance across the ground until her head smacked against the barricade.

Everything went dim as she laid against the pavement. Her mouth was slightly agape for a moment or two until it closed to make a hefty groan. She could just barely make out the faces of some concerned fans that peered over the blockade. Thank god it was still so early in the match, or that definitely would have put her down for a good while. As it stood, Masuyo’s body was already working to assess and repair the damage. With every passing second she felt herself coming back to life. She wasn’t out of this yet, but looking on from the outside, it wasn’t that easy to tell.

Just like a human comet, Vritra slammed herself into her opponent with a spear, which sent both of them out of the ring. Masuyo crashed into the barricade outside the ring, and almost everyone in the arena was certain that there's no way she could walk out of that without a scratch. As for Vritra, after sending Masuyo outside, she picked herself up and looked at her opponent before she stalked over to her, sneering at her as she planned her next move.

While the referee inside the ring was starting to count, Vritra bent down in order to pick Masuyo up, displaying her impressive strength by lifting her up from where she laid. Then, with gleeful smirk, she would look down on Masuyo before advancing towards the nearest steel post of the ring with the intention of slamming her back right onto the steel post.

Letting out a chuckle, Vritra would advance towards the steel post while lifting Masuyo before attempting to ram the MMA fighter's back right onto it, as if trying to break her spine with the move. If successful, it would a rather brutal display done by the hulking, white-clad titaness, which would indicate that she wasn't one to fool around, especially around an opponent such as Masuyo.

Hours could have past for all she knew. Her mind was too busy getting her back in the fight to make any sense of what was actually going on in it. All she remembered was feeling very weightless. Then there was a gust of wind, as if a hurricane were closing in from behind her. It flicked at the back of her ears and brushed the hair away from her scalp. And then came the crash.

All at once her body sprung to life. The shock to her system forced her to regain consciousness. Her mind electrified before she fell out of Vitra's grasp and onto the floor in a heap. Almost on instinct, Masuyo arched her back and twisted herself, trying to alleviate as much pressure as possible. She gasped and choked at the air before closing her eyes, trying to think about anything else, trying to focus on something other than the stabbing pain tearing it's way up and down her spine.

After a moment of writhing around in pain, she opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of the titan lumbering over her. Most people would likely be stricken with fear at this point. Maybe look on with pleading eyes and beg for mercy. Not this one, not today. Masuyo was as stubborn as they come. And the rampaging goddess tearing into her was not going to break her spirit. Many have tried before her, all of them failed. And she wasn’t going to be the first. Some musclebound freak with a shockingly feminine voice.  

“That…that all you got?” She was smiling, but her voice was ragged. Her lungs must have taken a bit of the impact.

Those attacks had ravaged the Demon of Shibuya. For all the momentum she had carried early on, Vritra had already surpassed it with even less time. It was an increasingly difficult situation she was finding herself in. All she could do for now was edge away from the titan. Her  body felt slow and heavy, every motion ached, but she wouldn’t let herself be outdone. Not just yet.

As she heard the referee counting down, she hoped that she the giantess would simply lose interest and wait out the countdown. Maybe that could give Masuyo enough time to get back in on her own. Otherwise, she had to do some quick thinking if Vritra was looking to follow up on her attack.

Vritra could just pick her opponent up and pummel her to the point of unconsciousness, or she could just slip back into the ring and win via countout. But, Vritra was someone who loved the thrill of battles, and she would rather not have a rather cop-out ending for this match. So, she would seize Masuyo, trying to shake her in her hold before shoving her right back into the ring. The match would continue in the ring so that the white-clad titaness could continue her rampage.

Right after that, Vritra would also enter the ring, thus stopping the referee's counting. She was smirking at Masuyo, planning for a more devastating move on her after this.

"Oh, you'll see..." Vritra said, replying to Masuyo's words from earlier. If the Demon of Shibuya thought that it's all that Vritra got, then she would be sorely mistaken. That was just merely a prelude for what to come next. "I assure you it'll be painful..." she said in her feminine voice.

For a moment, Masuyo’s eyes went wide, filled to the brim with shock as the titan bore down on her. Her muscled arms quickly wrapped around the MMA fighter and shook her about in the hold. Her already injured spine was set alight with searing hot pain. The pressure in this woman’s arms was unreal. It was like her torso was caught between a trash compactor. It was absolutely unbearable and she had to bite down to prevent herself from screaming.

She was being tossed and being thrashed around like a dog’s chew toy. An aggressive 300-pound freakishly muscled beast of a dog’s chew toy. It was insane. Her mind couldn’t stay straight. Everything was blurring together in her vision. Her raven hair whipped back and forth in front of her face and slapped the back of her neck. She looked like a broken mess in between the goddesses arms like that. She wasn’t sure just how much longer she could hold on.

Finally. She finally let go and sent her through ropes and rolling onto the canvas. That was a bit of a shock. She was convinced she would try for the count out, but that was speaking from a normal person’s point of view. And this woman was anything but normal. She was a monster. An absolute raging behemoth ready to tear her apart.

I can do this. I can do this.

With a heavy breath against the canvas, she shot her head up and glared at Vritra before rolling away. Slowly, she started to climb to her feet, wanting to get into a fighting posture as quickly as possible. She wasn’t done yet. No way. This woman wasn’t going to put her down. She was the demon here, not her. Not anyone else.

“Yeah...right.” There was a bit of a resigned tone to those words. Her breaths were ragged and heavy. She needed to recover quickly. “Come on. You...ameatur bodybuilder wannabe.”

That wasn’t really her best jab, but that was all she could muster in this panic of hers.

Vritra glared at her opponent when she was called an amateur bodybuilder wannabe. While she could keep her calm most of the time, she was easily angered by her opponent's provocation, and this one wasn't any different. Clenching her fists, one could see her muscles tensing under the confine of her tight leotard, causing them to strain from being stretched out as the giantess moved closer to Masuyo. Her eyes glared into her opponent's, and her painted face twisted into a demonic sneer, though still attractive for a brawny woman like her, was quite horrifying for those who beheld it.

"You'll regret those words..." Vritra growled, her tone taking a dive, making it sound deeper. And with that, she would come over to Masuyo, trying to tackle her once again with a spear, using her muscular frame and momentum to take the MMA fighter down once again, and provided that she managed to ram herself into Masuyo, she would proceed with a pounding into her chest with her huge forearm.

Vritra Savage was someone who was easily blinded by her rage, though she would usually channel it to become her strength. But, it was something that anyone could take advantage of, provided that they could seize the right moment for it.