Silvia vs Tally

"OOF!" Silvy grunted as the heavy hand struck her to the mat, rubbing her cheek while she was down. "You ugly little lard bucket! How dare you touch my perfect face with those ham fists!"

She'd try to grab Tally's foot, sinking her teeth into it spitefully.

Tally's eyes widened when Silvia called her lard bucket. You could practically see the vein in her forehead popping out. But before she could react she yelped as her foot was bitten into. She tried to pull it up but it caused her to loose her balance. As she waved her arms to keep from falluing she did her best to try and fall forward, ontop of Silvia instead of on her back.

Silvy growled a bit but didn't roll away in time to avoid the oversized model crashing down on her, screaming out in pain and trying to drag herself out from the big bellied foe. At least she was on her stomach to avoid being pinned.... but god, her skinny body couldn't handle that much weight.

Having been let go of, Tally looked down and sat up just enough to slam her big butt down on Silvia again. "Bigger is better!" She growled angrily, "Don't you foprget it! After this is over I'm going to spank your bottom until you get it through your head!"

"Ahhhh!" Silvia's scrawny body spasmed under the pressure, the ref bent down low to check on her. She feigned to be ready to submit already, a fakeout but still in real pain.

It was the signal. Gabby ran down the runway as the ref was distracted, sliding into the ring and giving her a quick blow to the back of the head. She wore a pair of jean shorts and a red tank top with sneakers.

"More is better," Silvia sneered at Tally, coughing just as Gabby threw a boot up into her unsuspecting face.

Tally barely knew what was goign as she saw the ref fall before her. Before she could see what had hit her, she was receiving a boot to the face. It made her reel and roll off Silvia as she clutched her nose, sure it was bleeding.

Gabby loned Silvia a hand to get back on her feet, holding her back and coughing. "Fat cunt... right on time, though," she said to Gabby.

"See if we can't squeeze some of the blubber out of rollo here, eh?" Gabby said with a grin, checking on the ref quickly to make sure she'd be out for a while. Lightweights... they should at least have some strong officials.

She went after Tall to grab her hair and yank her into a kneeling position, holding onto it as she threw a fist to sock her hard in the big belly.

Tally was still reeling from the kick when she felt her hair wrenched. In this position, there wasn't much she could do. She tried to grab Gabby's wrist but as soon as she did, she got punched in the stomach. She let go and clutched her belly, This wasn't what she expected at all! It was real but at the same time it was exhilirating. The words of the british gals echoed in her head still. She was still pissed and would show these two what she was made of if it was the last thing she did.

"Shut her gob right quick," Gabby cackled, taking her fist and crashing it into her right tit, even twisting her fist to grind the meat around. "Bigger is better,' yea? Bigger is better targets, ya stupid git." She'd punch the same tit again if she didn't try and break out, and Silvia would move beside her to take her own vengeful kick into her left jug

"grrnnnghh!" Tally gasped as her huge tit was smashed. She struggled to break free from Gabby's hold. When she again called her big she lunged forward to try and push Gabby down tot he ground with a shove, hopefully avoiding the next punch to her breast but still unable to avoid being kicked in the other tit. "Graah!" She yelped, her huge schest starting to turn red.