The B&G tavern was a mirror of its days from the original match. There was the usual weekend crowd from the locals and the nearby college campus, but it was especially packed with their advertised rematch that was to be that night. It was a month or two ago that their waitresses Dawn and Angie had thrown down, the girls trading blows for a while before Dawn's size proved too much for her and crushed Angie. Angie had left the bar as she'd promised, but had recently approached the owner about a rematch. She said she wanted a rematch with the big blond, ready to pay her back for the humiliating defeat she faced last time.
Given the crowd and the income it had drawn in, the owner was quick to run it by Dawn. She had been getting extra tips ever since, having a bit of a rep as the "fighting waitress" after her victory. She was glad to accept the rematch, glad to prove 2 - 0 that she had Angie beat as the bigger, better girl. With both so eager and the patrons glad to watch another, the match was quickly arranged.
The Saturday night had the ring set up in the middle of the bar, every other space full of people standing or sitting, and almost all of them drinking at any given point. The owner had put up part of the night's income as part of the prize, but it felt unnecessary given the grudge between the girls, even when they had stopped working together.
The girls were already in the ring, staring eachother down and stretching in their corners. Both of them had sleeveless shirts with "B&G Grill" across the chests, each of them cut short so that their arms and waists were exposed over bikini bottoms. Angie wore blue bottoms, her skinny but shapely model's body largely on display in the outfit, and glad to show it off.
Dawn wore the same, though with a larger size and red bikini bottoms. The B&G shirt was also just a bit too small, clinging to her impressive double-d's. It also exposed her own stomach, and while she wasn't what most would call a fat girl, she had much bigger and softer curves than Angie and a bit more to show for it. She still flaunted all she had to the crowd, bouncing on her toes to jiggle her breasts and wiggling her thick hips.
From the bar, the bartender took up a mic to announce the girls.
"In this corner, our returning B&G champion! She's 21, 5'4", and bringing in the big guns, her 39DDs! Give it up for Dawn!" The crowd gave her plenty of cheers and whistles, especially the returning customers from the previous fight that saw her in action (and topless).
"And her opponent! The returning challenger, with a 0-1 record. Also 21, 5'5", and some of the cutest 32As you'll ever see. Welcoming back Angie!"
The slimmer, prettier girl got her own share of praise from the crowd, Angela waving to them and shouting "Who wants to see me kick this bitch's fat ass!?" to get an extra spike of volume from the crowd.
"Good luck trying!" Dawn scoffed back, flexing her thicker arms across the ring at her. "You're gonna get squashed flat same as last time."
"Sounds like they're ready!" the bartender laughed. "So let's not waste any more time and let them get to it!" He rang the bell and the girls came right at eachother. Dawn tried pressuring Angie into a corner, but the smaller and lighter girl kept outmaneuvering her, circling to keep the blond turning to keep up with her.
Angie used the same speed to land the first strike, sprinting in to kick Dawn's thicker leg. Dawn slowed a moment, but stayed steady and swung at Angie's head. She stayed smart and jumped back from the blow, clearly intent on using her speed and long legs to her advantage. Dawn took another swipe at a slap at her, whiffing again and giving Angie the opening to rush in and send a kick to her open belly. The foot hit with a resounding smack, jiggling Dawn's bigger body with the impact.
"Too slow, 'champ!" Angie gloated, being untouched while Dawn grunted was holding her kicked in belly. Dawn growled in frustration and charged for her, trying to grab Angie around the middle to crush her between her arms and body. Angie quickly sidestepped her, the brunette's lean body evading her yet again and still not winded. As Dawn stumbled forward, Angie grabbed her by the hair from behind and pulled, getting Dawn to arch her back and give a shout of surprise and pain. It thrust her bigger boobs out towards the crowd, getting some excited cheers out of them.
Angie gave another quick twist of her hair to get another crowd-pleasing yell out of her, but her playing to the audience left her open to a reverse elbow from Dawn.
"OOHF!" Angie gave a big grunt as the elbow smacked into her modest breast, rattling her whole body as she bounced back away from her opponent. Dawn spun around, whipping her arm with her to send a backhand across Angie's face. "AWW!" She spun almost completely around from the wrecking ball of a blow, and while she was facing the audience rubbing her cheek, Dawn moved in behind her and interlocked her fingers around the smaller girl's belly.
"Wha? Wait! No, let go!" Angie protested, clawing at the heavy blond's wrists. Dawn ignored the stinging nails and hefted her up in her big arms. The tight and awkward hug lifted Angie off her feet, Dawn's tits pressing into her back before twisting her in midair and dropping Angie back first across her knee. The grip wasn't tight enough to keep her there, but the over the knee backbreaker hit hard enough to bounce her off and onto the mat.
The lightweight Angie landed while rolling away from Dawn, immediately grabbing her back and a look of pain on her pretty face. She stumbled while trying to rise, instead resorting to grabbing the nearby ropes to pull herself back to her feet. While Ang leaned on them for a moment's rest, Dawn charged in behind her and slammed her chubby body against her back. It crushed Ang's tits against the ropes, what small amount of meat she had being squashed against her ribs as she gagged and gasped before the crowd. Dawn rammed against her a few times, bouncing Angie's light body off the ropes beneath her. Her own juicy butt jiggled behind them until she came to a stop, leaning over Angie and grabbing the ropes to pull her tight against her. Angie choked out a few screams as she thrashed and shoved at the ropes, their size difference all the more apparent as Angie's were swallowed up and squished by the ring ropes, while Dawn's were big enough to squash into her back and start overflowing past Angie's sides, her swelling sideboob peeking out at the attentive crowd.
Dawn finally stepped back and pulled on the ropes, snapping to throw Angie backward onto the mats, rubbing her tender little tits. Dawn pumped a fist into the air, firing up the crowd more as she advanced on and grabbed Angie by the arm, forcing her back to her unsteady feet before shoving her across the ring. Angie ran out of control into the ropes, rebounding off them and flying towards Dawn's incoming arm. Angie had gathered enough wits about her to duck under the blow, pivoting right behind the still swinging Dawn. When she spun around, Angie was waiting. She threw all her scrawny weight behind a big hook, smacking right across Dawn's plump but pretty face and sending her staggering back.
The crowd started to get back behind the little brunette, still catching her breath but holding surprisingly strong for her endurance and athletic nature. She ran in and grabbed Dawn by her long blonde locks, carefully aiming and launching punch after punch into Dawn's face. Her size and strength advantage didn't do much for her when the blows went straight to her head, driving her back against the ropes after a few well-timed hits leaving her dizzied and punch drunk. While Dawn rubbed her aching face, one arm braced over the ropes, Angie slid between the bottom and middle rope to stand on the ring apron.
Making a point to wiggle her slender hips for the audience while she had her back to them, she balanced on the edge of the ring outside the ropes as she reached around the bustier Dawn. At first it looked like she was trying a bearhug on the bigger girl, but reached up to grab her D cups instead. Dawn gave out a shocked scream as Angie squeezed her hands around them, pulling the shirt up a bit so she could gouge her fingers into the soft flesh of her tits. "That's it! Payback's a bitch, ain't it, you cow!?" Angie shouted over her victim's pained howls.
Angie maintained her vicious grip, but pulled upward. It scratched her nails over Dawn's underboob, but more noticeably started to pull up on her shirt. A few good yanks and it was ripped up over her tits, letting Dawn's jiggling chest flop into view to the cheering crowd. The catcalls seemed to be in equal parts for Dawn and Angie, with Angie's confident show and targeting of Dawn's biggest assets, and for Dawn being the unwilling presenter of her jumbo jugs.
"Uhnnnn! Let go, you scrawny bitch!" Dawn moaned out, reaching back and grabbing Angie by the hair. Angie screamed but held on tight, which meant squeezing and raking her nails over Dawn's rack. Dawn's own strong fingers kept their grip as well, and she suddenly pulled forward to swing Angie over the ropes and her shoulder by the hair. She landed back in the ring with a huge bang, bouncing off her tailbone and grabbing her ass with a shocked look on her face from the shock going up her spine.
Dawn tugged at her top, pulling away from her neck but finding the shirt stretched and torn around the chest. Hearing the fired up crowd from her unintended flashing, she smirked and pulled the B&G shirt off completely. It got the biggest shouts and cheers of the night as she finally whipped it off, twirling it proudly over her head as her soft belly but more noticeable tits jiggled before the crowd.
"How's that for advertising?" chuckled the bartender to himself.
Dawn kept the shortened t-shirt in her grasp, wrapping it around the sitting Angie's neck and pulling back on it. Angie gagged and grabbed at the shirt as it pulled up against her throat, approving hoots ringing out from the crowd as the topless Dawn wrapped it into a crude, cloth noose, pulling Angie behind her like a leash. It certainly wasn't tight enough to knock her out or asphyxiate Angie, but it was enough to make her life miserable for a minute or so.
She finally let go, letting the sweaty shirt fall around Angie and leaving her flat on her back. Angie pulled at the shirt, trying to cough and gasp fresh air back into her body. Dawn decided to impede that as she stomped down on her, Dawn's heavy foot smashing down into Angie's belly and knocking the wind back out of her. The skinny brunette rolled to her side, feet kicking from the pain as she hugged her stomach.
Dawn shifted her legs to stand directly over Angie's upper body, letting her squirm in between her feet. The brunette barely seemed to recognize what was happening with all the pain in her back and belly, giving Dawn ample time to grin down at her and drop. Even with the shouted warnings of some of her remaining fans, Dawn's wide ass crashed down on top of Angie's chest. She wheezed out the last of her air, her tiny A's flattened against her breastbone.
Dawn shifted her legs to stand directly over Angie's upper body, letting her squirm in between her feet. The brunette barely seemed to recognize what was happening with all the pain in her back and belly, giving Dawn ample time to grin down at her and drop. Even with the shouted warnings of some of her remaining fans, Dawn's wide ass crashed down on top of Angie's chest. She wheezed out the last of her air, her tiny A's flattened against her breastbone.
Dawn laughed down at Angie as she squirmed around, still trapped under her. "That'll teach you to put some meat on those bones," she gloated, cupping her breasts and bouncing them for the audience (as well as her temporary prisoner). While still a bit sore from Angie's scratching, she couldn't help but deliver the crowdpleaser, pressing her tits together and leaning in to smother them over the already breathless Angie's face.
"MMMPH!" Angie beat her fists on the mat and pushed on Dawn's body, desperately trying to force her off of the humiliating move. She finally shifted her position a bit to swing her fists into the sides of Dawn's breasts, letting them clap together as Ang gave a quick, painful shout and held her chest with both hands. Dawn grinned down at her cringing reaction, deciding to take the humiliating punishment one step further as she braced her hands on either side of Angie's shoulders, bracing herself on her hands and knees. As soon as Ang lowered her arms again, she let herself drop down, her heavy jugs crashing down like she had guillotines for tits. Ang gave a heavy grunt and shuddered from the hit, trying to crawl back out from under her as Dawn rose again, just to drop once more. She found herself basically performing push ups on top of Angie, making her boobs launch time and again downward to punch and punish the brunette's breasts around until they were bright red from the slapping impacts. At least, where there weren't bruises starting to develop.
Dawn finally backed off, sliding off the sweating and panting Angie. She wiped off her face as she pulled herself up, rubbing and protecting her chest as she coughed from fresh air into her lungs. "Knew you were ashamed of them!" Dawn crowed with laughter, throwing her arms around Ang. Her arms folded up so neatly made for an easy bearhug, squeezing to crush her arms and sides as Angie let out a long, pained wail. Dawn leaned back to add gravity to her squishing hold, letting her breasts and belly shove commandingly into Angie's as her body bullied hers. Her arms pulled Angie in closer, only for the skinny girl to crash against her big soft body like a relentless force of nature.
Angie squirmed and screamed, managing to pop her arms out of the hug and shove at Dawn's neck and shoulders. The pushing gave her a few short moments of relief when she pushed her hardest, but it was exhausting work to resist the strong hug of the bigger, bustier girl. And by releasing her arms, Dawn was able to get exactly what she wanted out of the hold. She adjusted and tightened her grip suddenly, ramming her D's into her A's to not only crush her weakened back and chest further, but to put a bit of a spotlight on the obvious differences between the girls' figures. Angie had a scarce few supporters at this point, as the men all stared at Dawn's chest swallowing Ang's tiny tits until they almost vanished under them. It was all going down like some rough and erotic physics experiment.
"Can't take a real woman on, huh bitch?" Dawn mocked, leaning her hands on her knees and letting her upper body hang over the mats.
"Oh fuck you, you dumb blond sumo wrestler!" Angie snapped back, to some laughter between her insult and the desperately angry tone in her voice. Angie's speed and maneuverability was proving invaluable before, but the various crushing power moves and her lack of air sapping most of her grace and endurance.
Dawn moved in and grabbed for her hair, but Angie smacked her arm away and threw a backhand chop across Dawn's face. The bigger blond staggered a step and released her hair, but reached out again. This time she grabbed Angie by her collar with both hands, tearing down at the cheap tee to rip it open down the middle. The crowd exploded in a collective cheer as both girls' tits were exposed, Angie quickly blushing and trying to cover herself up, folding both arms across her chest in the middle of the ring.
"It's what you get, bringing those little pea-shooters up against my tanks!" Dawn bragged to the breathless and struggling Angie, wrapping her fingers together to dig them like a single fist into Angie's back.
"L-let go!" Angie gagged, desperately starting to beat her fist on Dawn's shoulder. She was gasping and drooling by this point, and pulled hard as she could on Dawn's hair now and then, but the bigger and tougher girl held strong. Dawn felt Angie's back spasming in pain, but she was starting to fight back enough that Dawn had to change up her approach. She charged forward, lifting Angie up with a heavy grunt before WHAM! She rammed her tenderized back into the nearest ringpost with a loud crash, rattling the cheap ring with their combined weight while Angie let out her loudest scream yet. Dawn was able to back away a few paces from the recoil of the charge, Angie almost flattened into the corner as she didn't dare move, the pain aching throughout her entire back between the various squeezes and slams it had suffered throughout the fight. Every little twitch seemed to send a new bolt of pain through her spine, not to mention her constantly throbbing tits after they'd been so thoroughly overwhelmed by Dawn's.
Dawn paraded around the ring, clapping (and her chest involuntarily bouncing) and pumping up the crowd as they joined in her with their own claps and stomps pounding of their mugs before she turned back to keep working over the flat-chested brunette. Angie shook her head, trying to push and resist her, but Dawn slapped her hands away and shoved a hand between her legs, another under her arm. Dawn gave a heavy grunt, not without her own exhaustion from the ongoing fight, but managed to lift Angie completely off the ground and positioned for a powerful bodyslam. Angie screamed and thrashed, conflicted about whether to resist enough to fall off and land badly anyway or to hang onto Dawn and take her chances with her move.
Despite the effort involved, Dawn showed her off, marching around the ring a few paces while swinging the hand between her legs, spanking Ang's ass for the approving young men. She jumped up, bodyslamming Angie's back onto the ring while crashing down on top of her. Ang flopped like a rag doll beneath Dawn's weight, as her eyes went wide and arms and legs flopped limply to either side of her. Dawn's tits jiggled even when pressed up against her tiny A's as if they were wrestling them down themselves. Angie's mouth hung open as Dawn started to get up again, but never let go of her little brunette toy.
Angie hung limp and groaning in her arms as Dawn lifted her back up and then hopped again, smashing her back into the mats a second time. She flopped even more, and more weakly with the repeated move, and she gave a long, pained moan beneath Dawn as she laid across her. At the angle Dawn held her, their naked chests mashed together, a sexual sight as well as pinning Angie's tits under her own, as if it were a match between their chests as much as the girls themselves.
Dawn threw up her hand for two fingers, some of the guests thinking she was calling for a pinfall before she shouted "How many you want!? Get those hands up!"
The crowd laughed and cheered, holding up fingers for how many more times they wanted to see the scrawny, sexy brunette get smashed beneath her. Almost every hand went up between the inebriated onlookers, the bar seemingly unanimous in its support for Dawn (except Angie, of course) to show Angie what big girls could do with that extra few pounds. Some threw up both hands, or tried holding their hands next to a friend's, apparently wanting to see Angie wind up a smear on the mats. Dawn took the best she could guess of an average, grunting heavier with each lift but clearly devastating Angie's back and breasts as she put her through a total of 5 consecutive body slams. By the last of them, Angie's long legs kicked out at the impact and her arms flopping loosely, but that was all. The mats were visibly smudged by the impacts of her sore and sweaty body under all of Dawn's weight.
Dawn finally let her go and stood up, wiping her own sweat from her hair and forehead. Angie's head lolled on the mats, looking barely conscious as her back and breasts pulsed with pain as her slack arms loosely rubbed her chest. "Bigger, stronger, and sexier!" Dawn mocked down at her, to the shouted agreement of the crowd. Looking to put Angie down for good and having ample opportunity to show off with it, Dawn rested a moment before she picked the smaller girl up by the shoulders, turning to stand back to back with her. Dawn reached back with both hands, pawing for Angie's hair and head before locking her fingers under her chin and pulling forward.
The result was an instant scream from Angie as she was basically put through chiropractics from Hell. Her tiny weight pulled her body behind Dawn, but the grip on her chin stretched her (and in particular, her busted back) across Dawn's shoulder, bending her into an almost C shape over her opponent big, solid body.
Dawn bounced on her toes lightly, jiggling both of the girls breasts as well as rocking Angie in her position, stretching her neck and back out like a rack with her screaming face right next to Dawn's ear. If the volume bothered her, it didn't show beyond her proud, sadistic grin. Ang's tiny tits wobbled softly while Dawn's put on a more extravagant performance.
"Come on, bitch! Tap out! You know your preteen boy's body can't take it!" Dawn barked at her as she bent her spine out of shape. Angie shook her head no, even with tears in her eyes and her relentless shouts of pain with every twitch and twist of her back. Gravity combined with Dawn's impressive strength were proving too much for her, and Dawn kept the pain and the threats coming.
"You're just a scrawny little shit, you know that? All mouth, no muscle. Most of all, no tits, you shrimp. I'd tell you to eat a fucking sandwich if you didn't take so many knuckle sandwiches from me already! So break, bitch, so you can go home and maybe fight me again when you finally hit puberty and grow a set!"
Ang held out with the blinding agony, but finally reached out one slender arm to pat against Dawn's bigger breast, the blond mistaking it for a feeble attack before the rapid swinging made her realize it was a tap out. The bartender seemed to as well, ringing a bell that Dawn took as her cue to drop Angie like a Barbie doll she'd gotten bored with. Ang landed with a quick bounce before curling up and weakly holding her back. Dawn quickly dismissed her presence, parading around the ring posing and cupping her breasts for the enthusiastic fan as the tips poured in, knowing a huge cut of them would be going to her as the winner. She was also handed the plastic title belt prop she'd won from her first match, holding it over her head proudly and ignoring how blatantly the motion put her tits on display, knowing she was being seen as a strong, sexy winner.
"Your winner and still the B&G champion! Iiiiit's Dawn!!"
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