Crimson Viper vs Feruza Nabiyeva: Settling Things with a Double Header!

What was it with this woman and Feruza's hair? Feruza had had it pulled on so much during this match. Maybe she should put it into a bun for upcoming matches? Anyways, there wasn't time to think of such trivial things.

Feruza grit her teeth and nearly screamed as she was pulled up by her hair with ease by the giantess. However, her pain was not even close to over as she was suddenly subjected to a sexual variant of a sleeper hold! She found herself blushing and biting her lip, as well as choking. Her face was turning red for two reasons!

The Uzbek had to escape. She attempted to get out of the dangerous hold by sending a few stray punches the way of Diabolica's face, hoping to at least stun the Mexican.

Diabolica had a great time with Feruza so far. The match just started and she already had her in submission hold and was groping her breast. Rubing her own big breasts on opponents back, Diabolica didn't held herself back and was choking her harder and harder. However, she did get little distracted and wasn't paying that much attention to her surroindings when she was playing with Uzbek's breasts. She suddenly received few punches straight in her face, which reminded her that she was still in fight.

She released Feruza and pushed her away to rub her face a little. Turning around, Diabolica ran toward the ropes and bounce from them to gain extra momentum. Quickly apporaching Feruza now, Diabolca jumped and tried to drop kick her in the chest.

Feruza gasped for air when she finally was released from the hold. Her frantic quest for air distracted her from the fact that the giantess was running towards her.

She turned around, and began to duck. However, that only made things worse, as, instead of connecting with her chest, the dropkick connected with her face. The audience gasped as Feruza was thrown backwards, splayed out on her back, her nose bleeding.

Diabolica noticed Feruza ducking as soon as Mexican jumped toward her. She got scared that she'll fly straight pass her opponent and landed hard down on canvas. But that wasn't the case, since Feruza didn't manage to avoid her in time and received kick in her head. Diabolica could only guess what was the reason, but she thought it's probably because Uzbek's exhaustment.

Feruza was once again down on her back and Diabolica quickly moved to sat on top of her. She slowly moved forward untill she end up sitting on opponents neck, traping Feruza in schoolgirl pin. Diabolica began smiling down to her and started slowly squeezing opponents head with her powerfull thighs.

Feruza lay panting on the ground as the giant woman moved on top of her. Her sheer weight was already hurting the Uzbek, but when her neck was sat upon and squeezed by Diabolica's huge, powerful thighs, it got a whole lot worse.

Once again, she found herself in a position deprived of air. She may have been battered, but she was still going to attempt to put up a fight. She attempted to pry those thighs off of her neck, in a last ditch attempt to get some damned air. "Gllch! G-get off me!" she shouted, choking.

Diabolica saw how Feruza was strugling under her weight and even tried to pry her legs open. But they both knew that this attempts were futile. And Diabolica was very aware that there was nothing that Uzbek could do; since forcing opponent to orgasm is set as victory even tapping out won't help.

"What do you want me to do? This?" Diabolica asked and giggled, keeping her traped between her thighs. Just that on top of that she placed her palm over Feruza's face to block her nose and mouth from inhaling fresh air.

Feruza was getting weaker. The lack of air was certainly not doing her any wonders. Oh, and then it got worse. Diabolica's hand came down to her face, and started blocking off her already-limited air supply.

She let out some panicked, muffled shouts. Air! Oh God, she needed air. She tried throwing some weak punches at Diabolica, but things were starting to get darker...

Diabolica kept on sitting on Feruza's neck and queezing her head. Although she felt that Uzbek's struggling and resisting is getting weaker, she didn't slow down or went easy on her. When seeing that Feruza began slowly closing her eyes and drifting away, Diabolica finally got off her and gave her access to some fresh air. She was feeling very comfortable now and could afford some toying with her opponent.

Mexican quickly followed and grabed Feruza's hair to drag her across the ring and seat her up in the corner. She gave her one harsh slap and squated beside her. Slowly draging her hand up and down opponents body, she eventually slips it into her panties and began teasing her kitty.

Feruza gasped, finally able to breathe. "Thank— guh!" she couldn't finish thanking her before she was dragged across the ring, yelling the whole way. Once she was practically thrown into the corner, she sat against it.

"Ah!" she shouted, when she was slapped. Her opponent obviously was very powerful. Suddenly, the large woman slipped a hand into Feruza's one piece and then her panties. "What are you d-doing?" she asked, trying her hardest not to moan.

"Shhhhh, just sit back and enjoy." Diabolica smiled and put the other finger over Feruza's lips. Meanwhile she was keep playing with Uzbek's kitty, eventualy sticking one finger in it and began slowly moving it in and out. She even leaned forward and put one of her large breast on opponent's head.

Slowly leaning closer to her opponent, Diabolica put both breasts on Feruza's head now and began slowly smothering her.