[Submission Match] Karina Northman vs Bashira Matsumoto

After such a devastating slam, it was certain that Karina was not going to be getting up any time soon. She had handled herself before though against a large woman like Bashira, certain slams would definitely hurt a lot more than she was used to. She would begin to slowly push her hands against the canvas but did not get very far thanks to Bashira deciding that she was just going to leave it at the taunting, she wanted to make sure Karina would remain on the floor.

The air was forced out of her as the woman came sitting down upon her back, her hands didn't get to grasp the canvas for long as Bashira took a hold of them and brought them over those thick legs, which quickly made Karina realize what was about to happen. Other than a soft moan that came from Karina, she could not muster a proper defense against Bashira, who hiked her upper body up and caused Karina's chest to lightly bounce and sway from the sudden elevation, caught in one of her favorite ground submission though with the added extra of Bashira hooking her fingers into her mouth and fish hooking Karina's cheeks to make sure she would toy and humiliate Karina even further.!

" Mmhhnn.. " Was her response, her face turning a little red now that Bashira was not only in control but was even taunting her in the camel clutch and right now, Karina was more focused on enduring it rather than trying to struggle free, knowing that Bashira's superior size would have no problem riding it out in this position.

Unlikely though it may have appeared, Karina and Bashira possessed certain traits in common besides beastial nicknames. Bash's affinity for the camel clutch appeared to match her adversary's as well, albeit for starkly contradictory reasons. Displaying adversaries shamefully within this submission came with its own sadistic appeal as Bashira maliciously puckered and fishhooked Karina's mouth with bullying babytalk tacked on to further belittle the captured behemoth. Not to mention clutched adversaries possess nigh zero chances of escaping thanks to being straight up sat on by a certain three-hundred pound boulder. And in the end, the camel clutch gives Bashira a second to take a load off and relax while her adversaries are the one's now having to handle being the flattened couch cushion for a veritable sumo wrestler on their back.

"Awww~...Ha, see now, that's the Karina I remember. She's so cyuuuuute~...Wanna say Hi to your fans?~..." Bashira further mocked her foe with facial manipulation until eventually adopting a more traditional grip beneath her chin. Several seconds of torqued strain continuing until she herself willing abandoned the maneuver, hauling her hefty weight off of Karina after shoving her out of the clutch. The Behemoth's woes continuing onward though Bash tugged up on the collar of her jacket to compel Karina to crawl towards the turnbuckle that Bash was approaching alongside her. Once situating Karina with her back against the corner and on her feet, Bash would drive the side of her colossal thigh into Karina's abdomen as a parting blow before being left to her devices. A steamroller of muscled fat barreling back though for an attempted body splash like no other.

Being this close to Bashira and manipulated in terms of strength was a bad spot for her. Bashira definitely outsized her and if she was able to use it, Karina would fall in the same spot as when they first squared off. This time she was caught in a camel clutch, She was hiked up, forced to take further punishment, consisting of physical torture of her spine and the humiliating kind thanks to Bashira fish hooking her. " Nn..ggh..! " She hissed and groaned through it all, which was the only thing she could do against such a brute before the woman got off her and pulled her up along with the woman.

She was brought to the corner, pressed up against her and having to hold onto the top rope for support, though it might have been better if she had used it to either get away from the corner or completely out of the ring! That massive thigh came slamming into her bare abs, coughing softly and leaning back against the corner.. But that did not last as Bashira came crashing into her with that fearsome body splash, squashing Karina hard into the corner and almost knocking her out in the process! She managed to stay standing.. But only with Bashira's help! She would be collapsing the moment the woman would back away.

Often times audience members will envision being within the ring themselves. Indulging in certain carnal perversions as they fantasize about being on the receiving end of their favorite wrestlers signature finishers for the intimate contact if nothing else. However, scant few revelers could attest to being envious of Karina's situation in the slightest upon witnessing her bearing the weight of the world on her back. Or more specifically, a gigantic Bear-Woman toying with her flattened prey before situating her horribly demoralized foe against a corner turnbuckle. Offering Karina a parting wallop to her chiseled breadbasket to make sure she was still winded, lethargic, and therefore incapable of reacting to the incoming meteorite of muscled bulge rocketing towards her.

The splash landing earning several sympathetic winces as the entire turnbuckle quivered in oscillating shakes but nevertheless stood firm. Unlike the Beast within who remained squashed against the padded corner by Bashira, intentionally hefting her bulbous fat against her old rival for several seconds afterward to literally and metaphorically keep the mounting pressure on. Some backpedaling steps taken eventually to allow Karina the freedom to slump down into a seated position. "Aww yeah, I'd say it's about that time again~..." Bashira ominously sneered while looking in all directions at the audience who knew what was coming before turning her back to Karina. Hiking her leotard up into a practically invisible thong for a swiveling, hip gyrating, and titanic BearAss against an overflow of blubbered backside...

Absolutely crushed against the corner, Karina could count her lucky stars that her spine had not been shattered from such a massive slam by her much, much bigger opponent. Heck if this was a cartoon she would be counting them right now since they would be dancing around her head! She collapsed instantly after Bashira peeled herself off, allowing Karina to recover though after something like that, any movement or sound that would come from Karina would be a miracle at this point!

She did start to bring a hand up right up to the bottom ropes to gently clutch them while her vision needed to get properly cleared just to find out where the hell she was. With her opponent preparing for something else, she looked up just in time to see what Bashira was doing, hiking up her leotard and showing off that massive rear that would pretty much make Karina's entire head disappear between them, which would become an actual thing thanks to Bashira's outfit now tucked deep!

Her body did not respond, at least not the first seconds where she commanded it to fall to the side and roll out of the ring, the danger literally looming in front of her reddening face, lips had parted wide to suck in more air within her lungs while her other hand pressed down upon the canvas, with no actual battle plan other than trying to get her body to obey!

Although the fans in attendance were thoroughly rallied behind the veteran Beast-Woman, few were accustomed to witnessing Karina become the fatigued underdog in such quick succession. A testament to the degree of overwhelming strength and malicious brutality being brought to bear against her by the Beer-Bellied Bruiser. And yet the worst was decidedly yet to come once Karina was positioned perfectly for what was about to become the absolutely most reviled seat in the house. Bashira signaling for as much via the g-string thong applied upon an individual who should never be wearing one, the cameras of ringside photographers flashing as a swelling of dreaded anticipation arose within the arena as to whether Karina would be on the receiving end of this colossal full moon.

Their answer coming forthwith with a swiveling, hip-gyrating, and titanic BearAss stinkface against an overflow of blubbered backside smushed up against Karina's panting facials. Jiggling ass flesh swathing over her head with every iota of Bashira's mammoth strength and overweight frame ensuring it to be a sweltering ass prison with zero chance of a squirming escape. An uproar of revulsion bellowing from the audience until after what would feel like an eternity Bashira would offer Karina a mercy by sitting off her beastial throne...but only so she could climb up onto the bottom ropes and offer one final indignity by meteorically plummeting her backside onto her foe's head for an emphatic exclamation point before sauntering out of the corner. Undoing her thong for comfort's sake on her part.

After such a lengthy form of humiliation, Karina was almost completely passed out from the constant punishment of the woman's ass, which had little to no coverage thanks to the woman slipping her outfit between her butt cheeks, which Karina was starting to get quite familiar with! Her arms fell to the bottom ropes for support, getting quite light headed underneath the big woman until finally she would pull herself from Karina, allowing air to once again flow through her mouth and nostrils to supply her needy, burning lungs.

Her face was quite red now, glistening with sweat while she remained seated against the corner, taking a breather. It looked like the mighty bear woman was definitely well on her way in dominating the long haired fighter, who had the look of someone who had just spend a little too long under water and was now gasping for air. She brought a hand up to rub her face, wiping the sweat off that had formed thanks to an almost endless amount of flesh and heat that Bashira's rear had offered. While air was being filled, she also needed her strength and focus back but after all that, she couldn't lift herself up just yet.

In an industry where concussive slams and savage injuries are commonplace, it was in this instance where sympathy truthfully abounded for the unfortunate Beast-Woman whose facials remained obscured beneath the overwhelming poundage of blubbery mass sickeningly swiveled with gyrating malice. Although there were those who could rightfully envision what Karina's squished grimace must have looked like all throughout. Even trained veterans backstage could name several maneuvers they would immensely prefer being on receiving end of rather than unwillingly joining Bashira's Kiss My Ass club.

"Just like old times, and the night's just getting started~..." Bashira uttered while flexing and smooching her bicep as she reveled in the unabashed dominance of her performance, now towering over her humiliated challenger whose own facial perspiration was indecipherable from Bash's ass sweat. The Bear-Woman striding back towards and yanking Karina by her ankles several feet out of the corner, afterward sauntering over her foe's splayed-out frame and proceeding to begin ascending until her booted feet were situated atop the middle ropes. A circular shadow eclipsing Karina after Bash bounded on the middle ropes, a meteoric Empress Bomb incoming...

After such a intense moment of familiarity between Karina's face and Bashira's ass, there was going to be a lot of time needed in order for Karina to gather her wits, not to mention deal with what had happened that led to her losing them. While Karina was still dealing with that, she could feel her ankles being grasped and used to start dragging her away from the corner that Karina had been trapped against for quite a duration.

Karina brought a hand up, rubbing her face, trying to at the very least dry it further from what had happened to it. She hissed in annoyance, though her attention was quickly dispersed from that original motion and instead looked between her fingers to see Bashira coming down towards her like a falling tree. With no time to actually get out of the way in time, Karina could only brace herself for impact when Bashira came down with her full weight right on top of her, dropping with colliding force right down upon Karina's body, draining all the oxygen from Karina's lungs, which were emptied out in series of loud coughs. Karina had dealt with heavy slams and heavy opponents before, but Bashira was definitely in a league of her own in that department, further squashing Karina into the canvas!

Renowned psychiatrists could tell you that traumatic experiences come in all shapes and sizes, except few of them could fathom one of this gargantuan size and humid pudge. A nightmarish experience that Karina's warrior pride apparently struggled to cope with alongside the shameful knowledge that half of the sweat on her face was not her own. Bashira obviously not intent on allowing Northman time to wallow in her stinkfaced misery, not when pancaking a hapless Karina beneath three-hundred pounds of badass brawler was significantly more satisfying. Swiveling ring ropes and a wincing referee emphasizing just how cataclysmic the downfall was.

Seconds passing by as Bashira folded her arms like a noble chieftain, basking in her seated dominance with a smarmy smirk and showcasing how she could have perhaps even won this match by pinfall were that a possibility. "Starting to think retirement has turned you soft, Northman. Bad girls who neglect training?...I know just how to deal with'em." Bashira casually standing upright and flipping Karina over, than clamping onto her waist to hoist her off the canvas. Hiking Karina's denim shorts for a semi wedgie before sadistically spanking the Behemoth's pale backside, ending with a gut-wrench powerbomb for the full RawHide experience if uninterrupted.