Oksana Stankina vs. Oshiro Suzu - Stinkface Showdown

it took Suzu a moment to recover from the low blow, but thankfully she had the time she needed to do just that as Oksana struggled to avoid getting a second smothering. The heavyweight Japanese woman could feel the Russian's free hand trying to push her bulging ass cheeks back to give her room to breath, while the other arm wriggled between her thighs. An idea came to Suzu, and she reached out with both hands to grab the wrist of the arm still clutched between her legs, easing the pressure on her thighs once she had a firm grip to keep the limb extended. Next, she shuffled herself back, thrusting her ass against the pressing palm of Oksana and trying to force her to back up as much as she could to make that arm stretch nice and taunt.

"OK, this is for that cheap shot just now," Suzu said, and with a grunt she pushed herself up off the canvas. It was hardly a massive leap, her heavy body not getting far up, but when it came down, it came down hard on the elbow joint of Oksana's arm, putting incredible pressure on the limb as the canvas boomed from the drop.

Oksana could hear the crowd jeering as she struggled, on her knees and trapped against the fleshy rear of her foe. It was distractingly unpleasant, and she didn't realise what Suzu had planned, as she stretched out the Russian's arm, until the big fighter dropped down, with Oks in tow.

There was an almighty crash as the buxom wrestlers hit the mat. Oksana cried out in agony as her extended elbow was crushed beneath Suzu's bulk.

It was a devastating move. The agonised Oksana lay on her side, her good arm now gripped with pain.

As the two heavyweights went down to the ground once more, Suzu couldn't help but feel some small measure of satisfaction at getting a pained cry out of Oksana, retribution for the cheap shot just before. Seated on her opponent's arm, Suzu had the hefty Russian in a pretty bad place, and if the match had permitted submissions she may have continued to work the arm, but since the only way to win was via a stinkface, the more-than-amply padded Japanese woman rolled off her perch, rising on her knees.

"And this is for acting like this match is somehow my fault," Suzu said, lifting and elbow and letting her upper body come down once more, her right arm held up and bent at the elbow with her left hand bracing it at the bicep. She aimed to bring it down against Oksana's brow, hopefully scrambling her brains a little and giving Suzu the time she needed to get back to her feet without further interruptions.

Oksana was groaning, laying sideways on the floor with her arm trapped painfully beneath Suzu. Though frankly, it was unlikely she could have moved anyway, the Russian still in shock from the excruciating blow to her elbow.

Suzu had really punished her. Oks could tell, from the white hot pain shooting up her arm, that she'd be carrying the effects of that blow for the rest of the fight. At a stroke, two of her main advantages - greater reach and concentrated upper-body strength - had been negated. Now Oksana faced the miserable prospect of struggling through a stinkface match at a real disadvantage to her bigger, fatter opponent.

It got worse. As the downed girl clutched her elbow and tried to recover, Suzu showed off her own, fully-working elbow, by slamming it into Oksana's head.

"Ungh!" she grunted, her skull forced down by the blow and clanking into the canvas with a thud. Now she was hurting AND dizzy. Oksana cut a pretty miserable figure, slumped face-down on the mat, sore arm tucked under her, with her denim-clad ass in the air.

Outside the ring, her partner Katya watched open-mouthed, as the rookie cut a swathe through this fight. This wasn't supposed to happen!

"Come ON!" urged Katya, but poor Oksana was clearly throughly stunned right now.

As the elbow to the back of Oksana's skull left the hefty Russian face down and dazed, Suzu rolled to the side, panting hard as she struggled up onto her knees. With her opponent in a bad way, the Japanese heavyweight felt more confident in taking the time she needed to get back to her feet without the threat of being attacked, though the low blow she'd taken still ached whenever she had to stretch her legs. Before long though, Suzu was back on her feet, while Oksana was still face down, the control of the match firmly back in the rookie's hands. As her breathing became more regular again, Suzu moved in closer to the stunned Russian woman, reaching down to take a firm hold of her by the wrists, and grunting with the effort, she started to haul her over towards the nearest corner, although Oksana's dead weight and large figure made it a difficult task.

"Hnngh! Damn, you couldn't have been one of the little Kawai girls huh?" Suzu muttered as she dragged Oksana gradually closer towards the corner, finally feeling the turnbuckles bump against her sizeable ass. With a further struggle of effort that left her red faced and sweating, the Japanese woman managed to roll her opponent over and started to drag her into a roughly upright-seated position, leaning her against the corner-post to keep her straight. At last, the big woman was set up for what Suzu had planned.

Oksana mumbled groggily as her wrists were grabbed. She'd been trying to nurse her wounded elbow, but being pulled along by her hands prevented that. In fact, it made the aching worse, stressing the joint with the not-inconsiderable weight of her own body, and sending fresh spasms of pain up her arm.

"Nghh... owwoww..." she protested as she was slowly dragged along the mat. Again, this match was winning no awards for speed or skill. Nevertheless, the crowd began to cheer as the big Russian was eventually dumped in the corner.

It was a sign of how out of it Oksana was, that she was actually glad to find herself sitting against the turnbukle. The pain in her right arm had calmed down, and she used her left arm to rub at her sore head.

Oksana would try to take time to recover her senses - although when she did, she might realise just why the crowd were cheering, and how unenviable her position really was.

Suzu was glad Oksana had been too out of it to put up much of a struggle, but as she set the big Russian up in the corner, Oksana was showing signs of coming out of her daze. Suzu saw she had little time left to get herself set up, and so she hurriedly set about clambering up the ropes, setting both feet gingerly on the bottom set of ropes, then up to the second, while her hands gripped the top set for balance. She wound up hovering above Oksana, wobbling slightly as she struggled to stay balanced, but for how precarious her position was, Suzu was determined to go through with her move.

While the match could only be won through a stinkface, it was nevertheless Suzu's debut matchup, and one she had no intention of finishing without putting her signature on it. The Hazumu Shiro was really just a koronco buster, but with no time to spare getting the run-up, Suzu was forced to improvise, as with a grunt she pushed herself from the ropes, still clutching the top set while swinging her legs up so they'd drape over the middle set of ropes. Her considerable ass plummeted down towards Oksana's chest, as the high-risk move would either leave her utterly devastated, or leave Suzu wide open if the hefty Russian could avoid the drop.

Oksana's big brown eyes fluttered and blinked as she started to come to in the corner. Still feeling terrible, she looked around, trying to get her bearings, wondering why she couldn't immediately see Suzu in front of her.

Then she sensed something very strange - Suzu was actually *above* her, clutching the top of the turnbuckle.

"Hnhh?" Oksana began to scowl, before Suzu closed the trap on her signature move. The victim was taken unawares as Suzu's bulk swung down, her hefty ass slamming into Oksana's chest.

"Ungh!!" Oks groaned as she was hit with the full force of Suzu's weight. It was like a shotgun blast, smashing her body, squashing her against the turnbuckle, and forcing air from her lungs. The move was literally breathtaking, brutally painful for the Russian wrestler and leaving her gasping and helpless beneath Suzu's assault. The buxom Slavic beauty was looking more and more like a punching bag here, her voluptuous body taking a lot of abuse, and her bleak position becoming ever more dismal by the moment.

As Suzu landed, the canvas boomed out under the colossal impact, and the ring ropes shuddered hard from the shocking after effects. The considerably round ass of the Japanese heavyweight had all but engulfed much of Oksana's upper body, flattening her considerable chest against her ribs as Suzu rose back up a little on the bounce, before bumping back down again, getting a few more smaller bounces in as her heavy body gradually spent the momentum of the drop and wobbled to a halt. The crowd was awe-struck, perhaps having expected Suzu to simply go straight for the stinkface, but with the bruiser of a Russian now thoroughly crushed by the devastating manoeuvre, the hefty Japanese wrestler could take her time planting the final hold.

It was just as well, because Suzu would need it. First, she had to less-than-gracefully disentangle herself from the ropes, flailing slightly before she finally rolled off of Oksana's chest with a yelp. Glowering a little at having spoiled her impressive finisher with a sub-par dismount, she came back ponderously to her feet, looming over her downed opponent with hands on her wide hips and panting hard.

"OK, lets try this again," Suzu said between breaths, as she leant down to reposition Oksana a little better, head tilted up and ready to be used as Suzu's seat for the next ten seconds. Turning aside, the big Japanese rookie took a deep breath, and backed herself up sharply against her opponent, aiming to put the finishing touch to an impressively dominant debut matchup.

Oksana felt like she had been hit by a truck, panting for air and aching all over, having come off massively worse in this battle of the big girls.

Outside the ring, Katya was incensed, having watched her partner get unexpectedly flattened by this newcomer. A defeat looked all but inevitable now, and Katya was powerless to stop it. The petite Russian was mortified at what was happening.

Not as mortified as poor Oksana though. The dazed girl was vaguely aware of her own impending humiliation, feeling her head get repositioned so she was looking straight up at Suzu’s gigantic ass.

“Ugh, no…” she whimpered meekly, in the awful knowledge she was about to get heavily stinkfaced for a second time. There was just enough time for the image of Suzu’s butt to burn itself into her memory, before the Japanese girl shoved her ass back hard.

“MMMNGHHH!!” Oksana’s world went dark as she got buried beneath Suzu’s backside. She squirmed, moaned, and kicked her legs, but escape from the smother did not seem likely here. There was a lot of weight in the hold and her face felt firmly trapped in the humiliating finisher.