Diabolica vs Karen Starring II: Crippling A Giant

Preventing the giant from getting behind her was always a plus, hell, a woman Diabolica's size could of done anything she wanted. From throwing Karen like a ragdoll, to simply trying to pushing her to the mat, to even trying to outright crush her. Unfortunately for the blonde, it seemed the Mexican seemed intent on doing the latter, only painfully from the front.

Bracing herself expecting a belly to belly, Karen instead found her big thighs resting against the giant thighs of her foe, her hands instantly going to her shoulders. She'd start to push, when she suddenly felt a massive compression, briefly turning that massive figure to jelly in the arms of the even bigger woman.

"Get...the fuck off me...!"

"ARRRRGHHHHH!" Diabolica let out a loud roar after catching Karen in bearhug and began squeezing even harder. It was great opportunity to throw Karen as she initially planned, but bearhug was a better option than throw, Since win could be obtained only from submission in this match.

Diabolica ignored Karen and just focused on squeezing a soul out of her. She even moved one step forward to get closer to corner, but this time stayed far enough to prevent blonde from rope break.

Karen hadn't been taking Diabolica seriously it seemed, and was finally paying the price. She considered the giant a simple big woman, who would use her weight to squash and wear down her foe. But been hoisted up front to front against her, Karen finally comprehended her monstrous strength.

Pushing hard on her shoulders, the Mexican would up her grip further, causing Karen to almost screech in agony, her eyes rolling down, looking at her chest been mushroomed against that massive pair. She herself had bearhugged much smaller women before, but with Diabolica's size, the feeling must of been comparable, as the usually amazonian Karen was kept off her feet, legs still dangling against sweaty Mexican legs, and having her ribs squeezed in a vice.

She'd lean back for what she could, arm extending for a rope, whilst the other pushed on her foes face, trying to break free from the massive bearhug.

Diabolica noticed Karen's strugling and she kept on with squeezing her body. She could smell the victory, but than Karen began streching toward the rope and pushing her face away. "Ohhh no you won't!" Diabolica grined after noticed Karen's intention. She began moving backwards away from the corner, but Karen somehow managed to grab the rope.

Once again referee interfered and ordered Diabolica to release her opponent. Diabolica was getting bit angry and frustrated because she couldn't finish the match. She turned around when still holding Karen and decided to slam her down on mat. It was bit dirty move and referee instalty steped infront of Mexican and start warning her to fight clean.

Despite Karen regularly using a bearhug as her finisher, it was becoming somewhat evident that Diabolica's bearhug was superior. There was simply more of a massive figure to crush her foes against, something Karen found out painfully, desperately clenching a rope as she screamed in agony.

Her body continued to suffer, the sheer size of Diabolica's body overwhelming her own as the referee counted, before the Mexican decided to punish her body further, landing squarely on top of her. Karen's own limbs stiffened before falling limp, her body in sheer agony, as she lay on the mat, mouth wide open.

Diabolica ignored referee's preaching and simply pushed her away to move back closer to Karen. After reaching her, Mexican would grab Karen's hair and pull her up on the feet. She would start with a harsh slap over her chest before starting to talk to her. "You know, it will be such a good feeling to make you pass out with your own finisher. And we're on center of ring now, so no ropes to save you!"

As saying that, Diabolica would wrap her arms around Karen's body once more and lift her in the air. If successfull, Diabolica would start applying more preasure straight away and grining to her opponent when holding her slightly up in air.

Forced like a deadweight, back into the centre of the ring, her chest rung like a bell for good measure, Karen's head was spinning far too much to at first comprehend fully what her giant rival was saying. As Diabolica bent down to wrap around her once more, garbled words now became apparent, as again Karen was forced off her feet.

Her arms remaining dangling at her side, her head would fall back, once more screaming as the giant seemed determined to work her further in Karen's own signature hold. Karen's own meaty thighs were once again dangling directly downwards against Diabolica's, her own massive chest once more pressed up tight against that huge Mexican pair. What was so much worse was the fact that Diabolica said the hold's goal was pass out, not a mere submission. Karen already had the image in her mind of the Mexican simply squeezing her more and more even after she screamed those magic two words.

A single arm of the blonde would come up, looking as if she were about to indeed tap, before it shot to Diabolica's face, not in slapping fashion, but in a desperate attempt to uncomfortably push her head backwards.

Diabolica wraped arms around her opponent and started right away with another bearhug. She felt the palm over her face pushing her backward. But this time Diabolica didn't need to worry as before, because there are no ropes around. Mexican end up in bit uncomfortable and awkward position with head getting pushed backward. But Diabolica won't just give up for feeling uncomfortable. She even strengthen her grip of her bearhug on Karen.

Pushing on Diabolica's head, Karen couldn't quite get enough force to push her head back to the point of extreme discomfort. Instead, she found her own body compressed further, her head shooting back once more, arm falling back to her side. Considering how high she was in the left, she had one option, since there was no chance she could power her way out from what felt the biggest bearhug she'd ever felt.

Slowly pulling her upper body forward, bringing her arms up with her, still wincing as Diabolica squeezed and squeezed, Karen would throw her arms around the head of the woman in a hug of her own. Leaning forward more so, she'd place her huge chest right in Diabolica's face, locking in a desperate breast smother!

While Karen was pushing Mexican's head backward, Diabolica tried to push it forward on "normal" position. Although her best efforts, the head still remained pushed backward. But Karen's preasure were suddenly gone out of nowhere. Diabolca was little confused at first, but she kept on squeezing her opponent with bearhug.

But she quickly realized why Karen stoped pushing her head backwards. Instead of getting pushed backward, Diabolica's head suddenly found itself in the middle of pair of big breasts. Diabolica kept on with bearhug, but she was loosing oxygen pretty quickly. She focused herself on trying to move head out of Karen's breasts. Since she wasn't paying too much attention on her bearhug anymore, it was getting bit weaker with every second that passed.