Fight of Might! - Masuyo Ai vs Vritra Savage

Ever since she’d stepped into her first professional fight, Masuyo was a proud woman who bore her weaknesses, as well as her strengths, openly to everyone. When a match went south or a move came back to bite her, she’d never play it off. She wore her mistakes as an extension of herself and that only served to make her stronger for whatever came her way.

So nobody could blame her when she was forced to admit just how terrifying this woman appeared to her. That demonic sneer and the contours over her painted face could melt a person’s confidence like ice to a flame. And Masuyo’s started to wane even further when she started another mad charge at her. Goading her may not have been a good idea.

Another spear? Looked like it. It wouldn’t be smart to tank another one of those. But her legs were still recovering from that toothpaste treatment she received. However, in all that time she spent on the ground with her mind racing, she’d realized an opening. She’d managed to figure out how to use something other than her speed against her.

Dropping low at the last second, she’d just barely graze the muscled goddesses body before tripping her legs up by tumbling underneath her and sending her sprawling onto the ropes. With that done, she’d jump up and land her knees hard onto the giantess’s back, digging her neck into the ropes before bouncing off of her in an improvised choke. This blonde heavyweight was strong, with a body of steel that protected her body like armor, but that didn’t mean she was invincible. There were parts of her body where her sheer size and strength couldn’t help her.

If she could exploit those, maybe slow her down a bit while her legs recovered, she’d have a chance.

Vritra wasn't a fool by any means of words, but one could consider her to be rather inattentive for details. So, as she rushed over to Masuyo, she did not consider that her opponent would be capable of using Vritra's strength against her, and when Masuyo managed to avoid from being speared by the hulking mass of muscles that was Vritra, she was unable to stop, and coupled with the MMA fighter tripping her legs underneath her, Vritra was sent towards the ropes, and ended up hitting them in a rather graceless fashion, with her throat hitting the top rope. "Guh!!"

And to add insult to injury, Masuyo then struck her from behind, landing her knees hard into her back, and digging her neck into the rope in a painful manner. "GRKHH!!" When Masuyo bounced off of her, Vritra fell down from the ropes, groaning in pain as she brought her hands to her throat where she hit the top rope earlier. She might have a rather strong built, but it could be used against her in a way that she could not expect.

As of right now, she tried to recover from the pain she received, thus making her a stationary target for Masuyo, provided that MMA fighter managed to regain her strength. In the meantime, as she tried to nurse her pained throat, Vritra threw a hateful glare at her opponent, as if promising a painful end for her.

She was starting to see the reason now why so many wrestlers considered themselves aerialists in wrestling. Masuyo never understood it as an outsider looking in on the ring. It seemed incredibly dangerous. Needlessly so, for something that could only put your opponent down for a few seconds. Why take such a huge risk? And it was only now that she realized the answer. Because the reward was just as huge. That little rebound off Vritra’s back had her entire weight behind it.

Now, the results could be seen from her larger opponent's writhing form as she shot a glare towards Masuyo. Inwardly, she pondered the results of taking the high road, but thought better on it. She landed squarely on her feet after jumping off the titan, so she moved to capitalize on her momentum. The MMA Demon gave one, determined breath before she back at the giantess. Leaping high, she dug her knees once more into her chest before seamlessly straddling herself over her toned midsection. With tremendous effort, she'd grab the muscular blonde’s wrists and tear them away from her neck, pinning them above her head. With that, Masuyo would meet over her.

“Let's see if I can rough up that pretty face of yours, huh?”

Masuyo would give a slight grin before slamming her forehead into the titan’s. She’d follow this up with a headbut to her nose. Her mouth. Between the eyes. Whatever kept her head moving and Vritra disoriented. She wanted her opponent disoriented. She wasn't gonna get caught by another strike and needed to do some damage.

Still, keeping those cannons pinned down would take some tremendous effort, but Masuyo was nothing if not strong. Stronger than this woman, that's for sure.

Still nursing her aching throat, Vritra was unable to stop her foe's attack that was directed to her chest, causing her to gasp upon taking Masuyo's knees into her chest. "Guohh!!" Then, she found herself being straddled by Masuyo, and before she could do anything to push Masuyo off of her, the MMA fighter then grabbed her by her wrists before they were pinned above her head. Despite her own clearly superior strength, she was unable to break free from this position. "Rrghh..." she growled, glaring daggers at Masuyo.

But, the glare certainly didn't stop Masuyo from landing some headbutts into her face, and all those attacks had disoriented the giantess to a degree. Letting out a growl of frustration, she would try to struggle in order to break free from this position. Due to her body size, it was difficult for Vritra to bridge her body up, but she would have to make up with it by trying to rock her own body aside in her effort to throw Masuyo off of her.

"Get off!!" Vritra yelled, trying to use the momentum of her rocking her own body to steamroll onto Masuyo's smaller body, hoping to use her body weight to flatten her.

Someone had to be taking count of how many brain cells Masuyo had lost pulling this move. She couldn’t help it really. It’s an effective strategy. Vritra was now the second opponent she’d done this too and both times it managed to completely throw their opponents off. Neither of them were given time to adjust to make sense of their little predicament and whatever sense they did have was swiftly knocked out of them. It took a particularly strong person to keep it up at this level of ferocity, however. Especially with this hulking, struggling beast of a woman beneath them.

But Masuyo was nothing if not strong. She could take whatever punishment came her way. Be it a headbutt or a spear from the largest heavyweight she’d ever seen, the raven-haired fighter would be back in it in no time. She loved a good fight, and nothing could keep her from one for long. Vritra seemed to be enjoying it too. Her excitement was practically bursting out from her large body as she wiggled this way and that. It was after a couple seconds and one more headbutt that she realized that the titan was capsizing. The Demon knew she wouldn’t be able to keep her down for long, or even shortly for that matter, but she’d still hoped to get a few more good hits in. Well, too late now. With one quick effort, she leaped and rolled away from the muscled blonde just before she smacked onto the canvas, crushing nothing but empty air.

Close, but thankfully Masuyo had dealt more damage than she’d taken. Furthermore, she’d gained some very valuable insight from their recent scrapes. Despite her stoic demeanor and cool appearance, this giantess had a short fuse. It kept her off her game and left the MMA Demon a much needed opening to get some licks in. All she needed to do was find out what the magic words were. What was the right button to push to set her off? Of course, that in itself was the issue with this strategy. It was a double edged sword. Sure, getting her mad was a good way to lower her defenses. But one slip up, one foot in the wrong place at the wrong moment, and she might not be leaving this ring alive.

As she stood up and got into her stance, raising one leg into the air, Masuyo had to ask herself that question. Was it worth the gamble?

“Watch it, fatty. You almost crushed me.”

Guess so.

Vritra expected her foe to be pancaked by her weight, but much to her disappointment, she hit nothing but empty air and canvas. Masuyo had rolled away, like a coward the giantess perceived her to be. As Masuyo distanced herself from the muscular woman, Vritra would also pick herself up, glaring at her opponent as she rolled her shoulders, trying to ease her body after taking a bit of damages from her opponent. She had endured worse before, and she believed that Masuyo was nothing compared to what she had faced before.

When Masuyo started insulting her, Vritra snarled, "I've heard better insult than that!" While Vritra might be short-fused, she was in no way stupid. She knew that the MMA fighter was trying to goad her, trying to get into her head so that she would become careless in this match. But, Vritra would never give her the satisfaction.

Keeping her distance, Vritra looked at her opponent, not making any first move. One wouldn't call her slow, but if compared to other nimbler and smaller wrestlers, she might as well be comparable to a snail. Still, speed wouldn't matter in her case, as she would make use of her tremendous strength to make up for it.

Vritra decided to not charge forward. Instead, she opted to keep her distance as she prepared herself for Masuyo to come over to her.

Masuyo sucked her teeth when she realized Vritra was playing on the defensive. For such a large and intimidating woman, she wasn’t dumb. Her little jab didn’t sting her as much as she would have liked, but at least she narrowing down just what exactly set her off. Maybe she could experiment a little more as the match went on. Assuming she wasn’t knocked onto the edge of consciousness anytime soon.

But that was thinking for later on. Right now she had to think of a way to get around this woman’s defenses. A straightforward charge was suicide obviously. Even worse, she looked severely pissed off. And she was on guard. Not like she could just get around her and sneak attack from the side. Even if she was a little slow. Her mind with raced with ways to go about this before she settled on an idea. Pulling her eye socket down with her finger firmly against her cheek, she stuck out her tongue.

“Nyeh!”

After taunting the giantess, the raven-haired fighter would swiftly slide underneath the ropes and disappear underneath the ring. The crowd broke out into a series of murmurs. Heads turned left and right in confusion as they remained somewhat focused on the ring, trying to discern the MMA Demon’s thinking. All the while, the ref started counting the seconds until disqualification.

Beneath the ring, a sea of clutter and tables stood between Masuyo and the other side of the ring. It would only take a few seconds, but with the countdown going down, each one mattered more and more. With each passing moment, her chances of being ousted were increased, along with the chances that her opponent had moved somewhere. Hopefully that taunt would have done its job and kept her on her toes. Hurrying through the darkness, she would pop out from the other side before attempting to tackle Vritra from behind with a spear into her exposed spine, taking her to the ground before locking her in a surprise Camel Clutch!

Of all things that Vritra expected Masuyo would resort to in order to enrage her, she chose something that was so... childish. Instead of being enraged, Vritra just stared at Masuyo in disbelief as Masuyo suddenly went out of the ring and slipped under the ring, unable to comprehend what she was trying to do. She was... offended that Masuyo thought that she would be offended by such childish antic.

"Seriously... is there any unwritten rule about someone so heavily built has to be insanely stupid?" Vritra muttered to herself as she prepared herself for Masuyo to reappear after she somewhat disappeared under the ring. She had seen this kind of trick before. And she had seen someone who was less experienced did it better than her opponent.

It didn't take a genius to predict where Masuyo would pop out. Under the ring, there were an assortment of objects that were arranged, so going to another sides of the ring would be more difficult. So, when Masuyo finally showed up, Vritra would quickly face her direction and plant her feet on the canvas as she widened the gap between her legs in order to maintain her balance. When Masuyo came crashing into her, Vritra would make sure to keep her balance as she would attempt to catch her in her act with her arms before putting her into a crushing bear hug.

For some reason, Masuyo was confusing Vritra’s enormous muscles for a lack of brains. When she saw her back facing her way, she was convinced that she had taken her by surprise. She may be big and imposing, but this woman knew what the MMA fighter was doing, every step of the way. And the instant, she went for the shoulder charge, the titan turned around and caught her between those massive, deadly arms.

A few seconds in that hold, and the Demon was starting to go into a bit of a panic. This was absolutely the last thing she wanted to happen. Actually, she never wanted something like this to happen. She was actually risking an injury now, and something told her Vritra would be more than happy with that outcome.

“O-okay! Okay! You’re strong! I get the message! Gah! Now let go!”

Her mind was racing. This woman was going to break in her half if she didn’t do something, and quick. She didn’t have the windup or the reach for a headbutt, and her arms were pretty tied up at the moment. And this woman had her off the ground. No way to build momentum. No doubts about it. This was the worst possible position to be in against this woman.

She did the only thing her mind could settle on. Wrapping her legs around the blonde giantess’ midsection, she trapped her torso in a tight bodyscissors. It was incredibly difficult against the pressure, and she had to start managing her oxygen, but she could pull it off. Even so, the pressure being put on her was unreal.

“Damn it, you're a monster! Just let go!”

With every passing second, she increased the pressure on her thighs. Vritra may have been a muscular powerhouse, but she still had her weaknesses. Hopefully a cracked rib would teach her just how vulnerable she was.

Vritra grinned as she would try to squeeze the life out of her opponent as she subjected her to the bear hug. And to make it a more painful experience for Masuyo, the white-clad giantess would shake her left to right, wanting to disorient her as she squeezed her like a toothpaste tube. She would also walk around the ring, parading the MMA fighter around for her enjoyment. Her bulging muscles would tense as she would apply more pressure in her squeeze, as if trying to squeeze the skeleton out of the MMA fighter. She wanted to see how much pressure Masuyo could take before she could pop.

But then, Masuyo managed to get a bright idea of wrapping her legs around Vritra's midsection. While Vritra did not loosen her hold around the MMA fighter, she definitely could feel the pressure from the impromptu bodyscissor as Masuyo clamped her legs around her body, as if trying to crack her ribs. "Rrgh..." Vritra grunted, glaring at Masuyo for ruining her fun. While it's true that she's definitely tougher than your average Friction girls here in AFW, she was still vulnerable to a lot of moves. While her muscles might act as her armor, this bodyscissor could be proven effective against the blonde, bronze titaness, and she needed to do something before something bad was to happen.

Vritra would loosen her hold around Masuyo, but instead of letting go of her just like that, she decided to leave one last parting gift to her. She would fall forward with the MMA fighter still in her arms, only releasing her as gravity did its work so that she could crush her down under her weight, planning to turn her into a human pancake by dropping herself onto her.