Melody's Training Session

Melody held her ground easily, smiling back at her. "Get those legs wide apart. Right below your shoulders for best balance. Then you can push the other girl, or pull her into a move, or try and twist her arms with yours. That is, if you can hold it." Melody would pull Amy towards her, shifting her shoulders forward so she could shove her huge bust out and bump into Amy, trying to knock her back in a quick display of her titular strength

Amy was easily whiped across the ring and was floored after running into Melody's bust. She looked up at Melody with a daze, she was thinking to herself that Melody was quite the woman to knock her down in such a way! "O-okay Boobie-sensei! Amy will do that from now on!" Amy would say, attempting to stand up now.

Melody smiled at her enthusiasm as she approached the girl, taking her by the arm and lifting her to her feet. "Of course, Amy-chan, but you have to be able to get up quickly too. Otherwise, you opponent will slap a hold on you, or else be more than willing to get you back up."

She'd scoop her up by the small of her back, hands locking just above her bottom as she'd lift her up off the mat in a bear hug. "Which is REAL trouble when they try and put you back down." Her huge breasts mushed out against her from the pressure of her squeeze

Amy had felt herself get picked up by Melody like she was nothing, although that wouldn't be a suprise to a lot of people due to size. She had yelped a bit as she felt most of her own form being crushed and had blushed a little as her form was enveloped by Melody's breasts.

She would attempt to get her arms free if they were captured and would try to push on Melody's shoulders, though this might not have not been the way to get out, she didn't know any better.

Melody smiled at the struggling little girl, giving her a tight squeeze. "Come on, sweety. You can do better than that. Pushing's ok to start with, but your best bet is to try and hit your way out of it. It takes a lot for someone to hold you up, so a little distraction can do a lot. A good whack or a grope or something can pop right out of that in a jiffy. Don't worry, honey, I can take it."

Amy didn't have much thought about how she could strike without a distraction now, in her mind Melody would be expecting a strike right away. She would however lean in and would kiss Melody on the lips for a distraction. If she did plant a kiss on Melody she would try digging the heels of her feet into Melody's side in hopes that she would let go of Amy so she could back away from her sensei for a little bit.

Melody "Mmf!"ed in surprise as she was kissed, locking lips and grip faltering a bit, then a lot when the heels dug in. She let go and dropped the girl, stepping back holding her side a bit as she did. "Great start!" Melody encouraged. "show me what else you've got, sweety! Love to see you attack more, and hard to win without a few..."

"Thank you Sensei! Amy will keep trying!" Amy would rush towards Melody and would attempt to tackle her, not thinking of any consequences that could come from this, mainly due to the fact that the lack of strength that she had probably wouldn't tackle her down.

Melody took a long step back as Amy dove at her, throwing out her hands to catch her arms and sidestepping, swinging Amy through the air before whipping her back down to the mat. "Not bad! But a rush is easy stuff to counter if you see it coming," she warned. If she stayed down, Melody would move to sit on her back and grab her foot, yanking it upward and pulling her leg into a boston crab. "What do you do now, hon?"

Amy was actually suprised when Melody had moved out of the way, she thought that she was being clever about her moves! Then again, Amy thought about her move after Melody had moved, she should have thought about how her sensei was a master at what she did. Amy had felt her back being sat on and her leg pulled up in a boston crab, it was a painful manuever, but Amy couldn't give up, she wanted to make Melody proud of her. "U-uh! D-do I roll Boobie-sensei?" She would ask, attempting to push herself up with her arms, but would have trouble doing so. If she could she would attempt to roll, unsuccessfully.