Queen Hippo vs Merith

Hippo was glad to devour the opening, swinging her fists in several swift upward arcs at Merith's toned belly, battering with a quick barrage before throwing a quick cross at her face. She was open in her bombardment, but hoped the last strike would make her try to raise her guard (if she presented any) just before she'd crouch and shoot a crowd-pleasing punch just above Merith's crotch

"Uaggh! AHH! AHHHHH!!" Merith cried out with each savage shot to her abs, blow after blow like meteors crashing into her, knocking the breath from her body. The Amazon quickly lost strength from the stomach shots and sank down slightly more with her arms still hooked on the top ropes. The redhead coughed, deafened from the crowd's wild cheering at Hippo's barrage. Soon the cross connected square with Merith's face, snapping her head to one side, her mouth piece knocked from her mouth to the mat. The redhead's knees buckled, the only thing keeping her body up being the ropes until the hippo landed her crotch-targeted haymayker that forced a yelp of agony out of Merith. The slightly taller woman finally fell off the ropes, collapsing to the mat with a moan of pain as she rolled to her back. One of her gloved hands slowly moved between her legs, rubbing at it to soothe herself while her other glove rested on her forehead, trying to block the bright lights from Merith's barely opened eyes. "Nnh...mmm...." she moaned some more, the rubbing of her glove feeling so much better than the strike that slammed into it. The ref hurried over and began her count...

"One! Two! Three! Four!"

Hippo hopped lightly on her boots, letting out a belly-jiggling huff of air and rising her gloves excitedly, bouncing rapidly for the crowd before settling down from shaknig the mat with her hops, watching Merith and hoping for a quick win here, but willing to dish out all she could take

Merith felt like she had run a marathon or something. Somehow a huge chunk of her endurance had been knocked right out of her! The huffing in-better-shape girl shook her head from side to side, listening as the count continued.

"Five! Six! Seven!"

Merith fought to roll back to her stomach, using the ropes to sloppily pull herself up, like molasses trying to fight gravity and fall upward. She could hear the fans' support for Hippo, counting along with the referee...

"Eight! Nine! T....!"

Merith barely got to her feet and lunged at Hippo, hugging into her in a desperate attempt to keep on her feet. Her large heaving busom ground and pressed into Hippos and the red head gave a soft moan into Hippo's ear as she hung onto her. She was somewhat bowlegged, feeling weak as she leaned on her foe, trembling slightly as it took everything she had to stay up...

Hippo was surprised to have the muscular girl rise, let alone wind up leaning on her chubby frame for support. She'd smile all the same, patting her head humoringly before slipping back a bit, trying to let Merith's head fall enough to rest on her belly instead of her chest and shoulders. With her down there, she'd do a bit more posing and teasing for the crowd before trying to swing her hips to one side and swing her fat, solid belly into the side of her head for another odd blow.

As embarrassing as it would be to get knocked down by a belly blow, Merith had little choice. She slid down Hippo's chest until she was bent over with her head resting on the upper curve of her foe's majestic belly. Merith rubbed at the side of it with her glove as she panted, her knees about to buckle when the weight slammed into Merith and put her on her back again. The referee quickly began counting her down again..

"One! Two! Three! Four! Five!"

Merith's face fell flushed as she groaned from her back. Hippo was just toying with the weakened muscle girl at this point.

Hippo purred a bit, rubbing where Merith had touched her big belly. "Ah, I knew you'd come to be fast friends with it," she said with a giggling tease. She tastefully chose not to sit on and squash the poor muscle bitch, but had to shake her hips in a gleeful hula, a bit to the beat of the countdown

How was this girl so strong, Merith wondered as she woozily looked up at the blob-like Hippo standing gyrating over her. Merith expected she could easily out endure the fat batch and be able to toy with her for an easy win, but as it stood Merith was the one getting outdone, unable to withstand Hippo's shots.

"Six! Seven!"

The redhead started to try and sit up but went back down, giving a deep moan of effort as she melted back onto her back. For some reason, Merith's nipples were rock hard, poking out her spandex, a tingling feel about them.

"Eight! Nine!"

Hippo wasn't sitting on Merith or pinning her in any way, but it sure did feel like she was to the Amazon who could not find any more strength to unglue herself from her back. The ref gave a pause, wanting to give Merith a chance but she stayed down, moaning in pain under the roar of the fans that supported their girthy queen.

"TEN!!"

The bell rang out as Hippo cheered gleefully, hopping up and down more akin to a schoolgirl as she shook the ring with her hops. "Well thank you! Thank you all!" she sang out to the roaring fans. "And a thank you to my victim here! I couldn't have won without you!" she giggled, picking up Merith's head and cradling it against her belly as she knealt, grinning and waving to the crowd with her against her big gut

Merith moaned beneath a blushing, weakened expression, her lips and cheek slid against the perfectly rounded curve of her foe's stomach. Merith couldn't believe she lost to such an out of shape fat opponent, but nothing could change that fact that it happened, Hippo had taken a commanding win over the Amazon.

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