a commission from a while back. just realized I never posted it despite starting a third part of the storyline just lately. skinny vs big girl showdown at a bar and grill for the whole family
The night had finally come for the big match at BG's. The college hangout (short for "bar and grill," according to the owner) was seeing its biggest turnout in months, more college students and local patrons packed inside than their St Patricks Day celebrations.
Angela and Dawn had been working there just a few weeks, but it was at a boiling point already. The owner couldn't have them under the same roof, it seemed, and since they were both working as part-time students, it was hard to keep them apart. Every time they seemed to cross paths, something was hissed under their breath just to follow up with another when they crossed again. Both were lovely girls and brought in good tips for their lovely assets, but the last few shifts had them shouting at eachother by the end of their workday. Some of the customers found it amusing, but he just couldn't risk it escalating even further.
And so there he was, hosting the first ever BG's Fight Night and making a tidy profit on entry fees alone, enough to even give a discount to the exclusive customers. He'd proposed it to the girls as a way to settle their issues, since it was that or fire them both to be fair. They'd agreed to bet it all on their match, escalating one more step when they agreed that the loser would quit the waitress job entirely.
Better still, the girls had agreed to wrestle in their bikinis. Angie came out first to a wave of cheers and whistles from the (mostly male) crowd. Both girls were 21 and just under five and a half feet, Angie set apart by a perfectly shaped and lovely face. She smiled wide and friendly, slapping hands sportingly as she walked to the ring in her sunshine yellow string bikini. Shoulder-length brown hair bounces around her ears, topping off her slim and slender body, perky little A-cups tucked into her bikini top. She slid her petite body into the ring, jogging in place in her corner and waving to the fans a bit more to milk the attention and praise of her beautiful features and slim, sexy body.
Dawn came out shortly after, getting as big a reaction from the crowd despite being rather Angie's opposite. She was notably overweight, her dark blue bikini looking barely able to fit around her. Fortunately, her overstuffed form included a set of 39DD tits jiggling around in her top with every step.
Dawn stepped into the ring, squeezing her bulky form between two of the ropes before the girls locked eyes, leering daggers at eachother.
"I've been waiting for a real chance to get a piece of you," Dawn hissed at her, the crowd starting to cheer louder as the fight grew near its start. The favoritism seemed fairly split, between Dawn's huge chest and the pretty face and slim figure on Angie.
"Maybe I'll do you a favor and help you lose a few pounds when I get a piece of you!" Angie snapped back at her, fists on her string-covered hips defiantly.
"Oh, I am gonna break you in half for that, twig," threatened Dawn, starting to step forward. Angie held out her arms in inviting challenge, but a ref/bartender in a striped shirt got between them, a hand urging each of them back into their corners until the bell.
The crowd eagerly chanted "Let them fight! Let them fight!" for nearly a minute before they finally sounded the bell from the bar and the girls were let loose on eachother.
The girls circled eachother, sizing the other up and quietly weighing their odds. Dawn was fuller and wider than Angie in most proportions, especially in her breasts. She clearly had weight on her side, though Angie wondered if she had the muscle underneath all that to actually keep up with her in raw strength. Angie was smaller and thinner, lighter on her feet and more flexible than Dawn with her athletic body. If she could bring the big girl down to the mats, things could easily turn in her favor.
The makeshift ref slid out of the ring to let them go at it, nothing to stop them now. Dawn and Angie rushed for eachother in a sudden charge, Dawn grabbing at Angie's hair with both of her meaty hands. Angie saw the move coming, darting aside as her slower enemy missed and turning around behind her. Angie's athletic form not only spun around, but nimbly threw a kick into Dawn's back. The big girl grunted and stumbled forward a pace, holding her back as the crowd cheered for Angie's agile counter. Angie hit her with a second kick that drop Dawn forward enough to grab the ropes for balance. Angie grinned at her work, waving to the crowd behind her back before throwing a third kick, this one aimed for Dawn's knee.
Dawn managed to evade that one, rolling along the ropes to one side. She evaded the kick and swung out with a backhand with one of her thick limbs, smacking across Angie's face and knocking her silly.
Angie stumbled awkwardly away holding her pretty face, letting Dawn get back on her feet and facing her proper. "Your dirty shit won't get you out of this, chickenshit," Dawn threatened, rolling her shoulders to try and ease the pain in her back where she was kicked.
"Prove it, pig!" Angie snapped back, staying light on her feet as she regained her own pace. "Come and get me so I can kick your fat ass that much faster!"
Dawn caught her offguard with a sudden charge, this time grabbing one of her arms and twisting it to pull her closer. Angie gave a quick scream of surprised pain before Dawn clamped her into a side headlock, crushing her head between her meaty arm and her double-D's.
"I'm gonna wring all that shit talk out of your scrawny neck, bitch," she growled, twisting her hips to yank on Angie's head and drag her along after her, bent double just to stay standing.
"AHHH!" she yowled as the bigger girl worked her skull and neck in her plump but strong grip. "Let go, you fat bitch! Let GO!"
When Dawn didn't do her the courtesy of listening to her demands, Angie shifted her body around to aim and spike her elbow into Dawn's soft, bare belly.
"OUFFF!" Dawn gave a huge, hard grunt as some air and spittle flew from her full lips. She let go of Ang to hold her belly, bending over to ease the pain her guts as Angie shot back upright, rubbing her neck. She didn't waste much time before balling her fists together, smashing them over the back of Dawn's head like an imaginary hammer and dropping her to the floor. Dawn went flat on her stomach, hands braced on the mat trying to push herself up as she groaned dizzily.
"That's RIGHT, bitch! Don't mess with the best!" Angie shouted down at her, putting up her thin arms and flexing her small muscles for the rowdy, hooting crowd. Content with a few seconds of showing off, she went over to Dawn to rain stomps and kicks over Dawn's thick body. Her big form jiggled, rolling to her side to try and bring her hands up to interfere with the kicks. Angie just redirected her strikes, sending her next kick to smack right into Dawn's right breast with a sharp smacking noise. Dawn curled up and cradled her tit with a gasp, and the crowd gave a dramatic "OHHH!" at the noisy smack.
Dawn rubbed her big chest as Angie grinned wickedly down at her hated rival. She wound up and threw another stomp down at her left breast, the impact jiggling and reddening her other breast to match the first. Dawn gave a husky scream from the blow, wincing as Angie paced over her.
"Get up! You're mine now, fatass!" she boasted, taking Dawn by the hair and pulling her up by it. Dawn staggered up to one knee, but as she reached the crouch she swung a heavy fist into Angie's flat stomach. It hit with an audible thump that lifted Angie off her feet for a second, huffing the air out of her lungs and letting go of Dawn to hold her tight tummy instead.
Dawn rose up, grabbing Angie by her hair in return, getting some miserable coughs and grunts of protest from Angie but not much else for resistance. Dawn used the opening to catch her breath a moment and then swing Angie by her hair, hurling her head first at the ringpost.
"AWW!" Angie shouted as her head narrowly missed the padded part, and her shoulder muscle crashing into the metal pole instead. She leaned over the ropes, facing the roaring crowd and rubbing her shoulder with her mouth hanging open in shock at the pain.
"God, NOW you shut up," Dawn groaned, the crowd laughing at her bit of trash talk as she stomped up after Angie. She grabbed one of the ropes, using it for leverage as she swung a big knee up into Angie's side.
"UGH!" Angie blurted loudly, a bit of spittle flying from her open lips. "UGH! UHHH!" She took several more knee slams, leaning into the ropes just to stay standing.
"OH quit your bitching. It's not like I can crush those tits any smaller, Barbie doll!" Dawn shouted at the stunned brunette as she backed away. Angie was trying to push herself back onto her feet to fight back as Dawn kept backpedaling, almost touching the far corner before breaking into a charge at the staggering Angie. She just had time to see the bigger girl barreling and jiggling towards her. She has a split second to shout "Oh no!" before she's cut off by the full body slam, crushing Angela against the ropes with Dawn's full bulk.
Dawn bounced off, leaving Angie's mouth and eyes wide open as she slowly and awkwardly fell to the mats like a rag doll. Angie writhed on the mats face down, rubbing her hair from her face dizzily as Dawn threw her fists over her head triumphantly for the crowd. The college crowd was quick to cheer for this showboating, mostly for how it made her oversized jugs jiggle with the slightest movement of the pose.
Angie started pushing herself up as Dawn straddled her back, standing over her as if Angie were crawling between her legs. Dawn steadied herself a moment, then dropped down to crash her big hips and ass down onto Angie's back, crushing her to the mat with a big slamming noise. She shpited and kicked her feet as the crowd cheered for Dawn's curvy body squashing Ang's.
Angie writhed and pawed at her aching back, Dawn taking hold of her foot and dragging her towards one of the corners, dropping her unceremoniously a foot or so away from the ringposts. Certain she was well within range, Dawn went for another crowdpleaser as she started to climb the ropes. Given her size and the care she took not to fall over and break her neck on the floor outside the ring, she wasn't the fastest, but it built up the crowd even more as they saw what she was going for: getting high enough and hitting hard enough to flatten Angie like a pancake.
However, as she reached the top, facing away from the ring, the crowd's voices picked up to shout their warnings. Angie staggered to her feet, still rubbing her back but semi-upright and right behind Dawn. She reached out and pushed at Dawn's leg, making them spread out and land with a loud thud crotch first onto the top turnbuckle.
"AUGHH!" Dawn gave a quick, sharp scream as the cheap shot shocked through her spine, frozen with her eyes and mouth wide open atop the ringpost.
"Nice try, but you're too fat to fly, piggy!" the smaller brunette snapped at her bitterly. Angie climbed up onto the bottom ropes so she could grab the big blond by the hair and yank hard, hurling her back into the ring and onto the mats. She landed on her chest with a crash, rubbing at her tits and face twisted as she rolled slowly in pain.
Angie shook out her hands, shedding a few strands of blond hair that she'd ripped out with the surprisingly powerful move from the thinner girl. "Ew, almost got your stupid blond on me," Angie snapped before following the stunned busty blond, grabbing onto the back of her bikini top. "You so proud of that fat bags?! How about you show them off!?" she snapped before messing with the not and pulling the top off in a quick, rough yank.
The crowd went wild as Dawn tried pushing herself up, her big boobs wobbling beneath her upper body. A few still booed Angie's tricks or cheered for Dawn to get back up and take her down, but it was hard to argue with the results that Angie got when those results included big naked tits.
Angie held onto the bikini top, sitting across Dawn's back and wrapping it around her neck to pull up and backward. Dawn gasped and gagged, grabbing at the D-cups that dug into her neck and throat. Angie pulled back like a cowgirl with a vengefully gleeful grin on her face, working the choke that had Dawn thrashing helplessly beneath her.
"Got you now, you fat bitch," Angie boasted, but Dawn pulled harder at the bikini top than she could manage. It yanked it away from Angie's grip, clutching it in her own big fist before she swung a headbutt backward, her head smacking into Angie's right tit. Ang yelped and fell awkwardly to one side, holding her breast tenderly while Dawn coughed fresh air into her lungs.
Angie knew she had to take her shots where she could get them, with her size disadvantage, so she rushed at the still rising Dawn to grab hold of arms and pin them over her head. The ref at ringside leaned in enough to slap a single pin count, but Dawn leaned forward a bit, raising her arms up against Angie's to lift her shoulders and break the pin. The crowd shouted excitedly for the comeback of the fan favorite and the continuation of the match. Angie grunted and leaned in further, pressing her chest into Dawn's bigger funbags, but the extra weight just made Dawn's thick arms flex and press back harder. Angie grunted and thrust herself against her bigger opponent, pitting her own weight and gravity against her, but the crowd clapped and chanted Dawn's name as she powered through. Not only did she repel the pin, but Dawn's shaking arms started to push Angie's own arms back.
Angie gasped and panicked, pushing harder a bit before trying to break away, but by then Dawn had a firm grip that locked their fingers together and prevented her escape. Dawn was sweating heavily, but grinning as she outmuscled her smaller opponent to the patrons' uproarious approval.
And Dawn kept going. She pressed further, forcing Ang not only off of her, but backward.
"No! No no!" Angie shouted in outrage, thrashing to try and wriggle free or force her back. She felt utterly powerless as Dawn resisted her like a train,chugging along ceaselessly against her.
Within the minute, Dawn had entirely countered the pin, with the overwhelmed Angie flat on her back with the bigger girl on top. Angie was a mess underneath her, panicking and thrashing with what strength she had left. Dawn grabbed her hands to trap them over her head, with Angie wriggling beneath her. Dawn's soft bare breasts and belly rested on Angie's stomach, with her tits covering Angie's smaller chest like a pair of smothering pillows.
"Hey! Get OFF of me!" Angie grunted femininely, wriggling under her. Dawn had put her weight on her in such a way that she could shake and lift her shoulders and keep from getting pinned, but her hair and body covered in sweat from the constant struggle of resisting.
"Try and make me, princess," Dawn laughed back. She hopped up a bit, slamming her butt down on Angie's stomach and knocking the already limited air out of her. Angie coughed messily under her, splashing some spittle over Dawn's body.
"Don't get your whore germs on my perfect tits, gutter skank," Dawn scolded, giving Angie a heavy-handed smack across the skinny girl's face. Angie looked in a daze as she laid limp under Dawn, letting her get up and grab Ang around the waist. The skinny girl couldn't resist, let alone weight enough to make her really struggle in her efforts to heave Angie up over her shoulder in a fireman carry. Ang's little fists beat at her back limply, powerless to stop her in her state of exhaustion. She had to buy some time to rest and recover.
Instead, Dawn leapt up and slammed Angie head-first into the mat in a loose and improvised piledriver, Ang hitting hard enough to bounce off the mats a few inches before landing in a daze with half-lidded eyes.
Angie's eyes rolled as Dawn crawled around above her head, grinning down at her upside down from Angie's perspective.
"Pretty face can't win any fights, bitch. But these can!"
Dawn cupped her big D cups, to further cheers and shouts from that act alone, but also leaned forward so that her breasts squashed down around Angie's face. The big jugs squished over her nose and mouth, making her heavy breathing terribly hard, and her eyes left gazing up at Angie's soft stomach. She swung her hands at her sides in desperation, but did nothing but make her jiggle, especially the tits she'd crammed into Angie's face. It gave Angie desperate gasps of air, but no real escape and she was still getting lightheaded.
It wasn't enough to put Angie unconscious, but it still kept her dizzy and weakened. And of course, humiliated as the bigger boobs battered her face with each jiggle of Dawn's body. Dawn finally got up, leaving Angie coughing and drooling in a general mess on the mat. Dawn reached down to grab her under her armpits, hoisting her crudely upright.
"Ah, the little girl's sleepy! Can't take a beating like a real woman! Upsie daisy, baby Barbie!" Dawn mocked, to the laughter of the crowd as she won them over even further. Angie could barely stay on her feet on her own right now, stumbling while Dawn held her steady, aimed, and swung her by her arm towards a corner. Angie flailed as she ran and spun out of control, smacking back first into the ringpost with her arms hanging limply over the top ropes for balance. She groaned dizzily, trying to pull herself to her feet again to catch her breath and rub out some of the ache in her muscles. Take the time to teach the fat bitch a lesson and take her down hard enough to leave a dent in the mats.
Instead, Dawn marched up to Ang and grabbed her top right between the cups, yanking the loose string off easily and leaving her just as topless as Dawn. "Thought I'd pay you back for that. Not like you're hiding anything anyway! Haha!" Dawn crowed, throwing the bikini top into the crowd that clamored for the prize like a foul ball.
Angie let go with one arm to try and curl up and cover her chest modestly, apparently too shocked or embarassed to walk around to boldly as Dawn's big proud chest. Dawn grabbed her hand and yanked it away, baring her chest again for the crowd. Their cheers reached another quick peak, then again when Dawn wound up and backhand chopped across Angie's chest as if her little pink nipples were bullseyes. The blow left a bright red streak across her chest, and got a howling scream out of Angie as her tiny tits were crushed into her ribs by the swing.
Angie delicately cradled her chest, curling up a bit and leaning back into the corner moaning in pain. Dawn grabbed her by the hair, Angie squealing and reaching up to claw at her wrist, but Dawn enduring the scratches with grit teeth.
"You ready to give up, you lightweight loser? Ready to kiss my big beautiful ass and call it quits?" Dawn grinned at her.
Angie shook her head sharply, just to stop when the motion made the hairpull worse. "No way, you stupid fucking pig!" she snapped, normally such a sweet girl to friends and customers, but Dawn just always rubbing her the wrong way even before the fight. She suddenly swung a low fist into Dawn's belly, hitting with a meaty smack and a pained grunt out of Dawn. "I swear I'm gonna fuck you up when this is done!" the skinny brunette threatened.
Dawn sucked up the pain with an irritated sneer, swinging her own meaty fist into Angie's belly in reply. Ang gagged and doubled up holding her stomach, bare little breasts hanging as she found that her belly was much smaller and tender, and Dawn's fist bigger and heavier.
Dawn hissed back "Fine by me. I'll turn you into my little chew toy and throw you all over the ring!" The crowd cheered as Dawn paced away, leaving Ang choking in the corner trying to pull herself back upright.
Dawn came charging at her just as she did, flattening the scrawny girl into the corner hard enough to make the elastic ropes creak and getting a huge pop of applause, whistles and cheers out of the audience. Her model's body twisted out of shape as Dawn's big breasts crushed her smaller pair into her ribs at high speed. The closer seats could see their bare chest mold together, with Dawn's jugs outright devouring Angie's mosquito bites with her superior size and weight. Angie's body twitched out of shape trying to make room for her to breathe and avoid being crushed in a trash compacter made of Dawn's body and the padded ringpost.
Dawn pressed into her to see her good and squashed before pulling back a bit, giving Angie a brief flash of relief and breath. However, as they parted, Dawn hooked an arm around her shoulder and another between her skinny legs. The big blond turned around and spun quickly to scoop Angie off her feet, her light weight easy to lift up and then smash back to the mat in a heavy bodyslam, crushing Angie once again, though beneath her this time.
Angie gave a loud, miserable wail of pain as she landed, her back and tenderized belly and tits taking another harsh beating in the process. Her pretty face twisted on the verge of tears as Dawn got to her knees, grinning down at her.
"Wow, that must really hurt!" she said merrily, laughing at the scrawny girl's suffering. "Those girls look swollen enough to pass for A-cups! Guess it did you good to get them out of that training bra of yours!" Further pressing her point, she reached out and wrapped her big hands around Angie's red and swollen breasts and squeezed. Her breasts were small enough for Dawn's hands to grab most of the flesh in them and squash them together, pulling at her chest muscles and mangling her tits between her strong nails and fingers.
"AHHHHHHAHH! STOP! STOOOOP!" Angie whined in agony, writhing wildly in her grip.
"Try and make me, Tinkerbell!" Dawn went on mocking her size, shaking her by her cruel handfuls of flesh. Angie writhed like a worm and whimpered beneath her, at this point feeling crushed flat and powerless to stop her rampaging, plus-sized opponent.
Dawn rose up, only to stand over Angie's arm and grab her wrist before delivering a sudden hip drop on Angie's arm. The ring shook as her big ass slammed down on the limb, making Angie shriek out and roll trying to grab at her aching elbow, but Dawn's big body preventing her. She weakly beat her free hand against her back, trying to shove the immovable big bitch off of her.
Dawn rose up once more, this time taking Angie with her. She took her by the hair, making her rise but bent double holding her still aching back. Dawn suddenly shoved her bolt upright, making her wince in pain before Dawn made it that much worse, throwing her arms around her and forcing her into a bearhug.
Angie shouted out "NO! NO PLEASE!" before she even felt the pain, knowing what was coming. Dawn still locked her wrists and squeezed tight, mashing Angie's body tightly into hers. Dawn's breasts crushed the brunette's again, and her arms forced her belly to press inward against the more massive body. Her back arched to try and ease the pain of her thick arms wrapping around her and crushing her against Dawn's big body, shaking her like a powerless rag doll in her grip as she screamed out in pain and fear.
"What's the matter!? Got that big mouth of yours back, did you?" Dawn mocked, shaking her again before bouncing up, flexing her arms as her feet stomped down to give an extra shock of force into her back. She bounced along, making her booty jiggle along with their clashing breasts, though making her jugs bounce along with Angie's to further twist and bash around Angie's tits. Lifted completely off the ground, all the scrawny fighter could do was thrash limply and grunt and shout what air and energy she had away.
Dawn kept up the grip, even when Angie had to resort to leaning her head on her and wheezing for air softly, clutched like an exhausted child in her mother's arms (apart from all the horrible back and chest pain, various red and bruised marks on her, and being caked in sweat from her recent beatdown).
"Give yet!?" Dawn barked in her ear, shaking her again bodily to no small amount of jiggling. "Got any more dirty tricks or smartass comments now, skinny little tramp? Or you finally hungry enough to eat those words of yours?!"
Angie weakly nodded, though hardly anyone could tell besides Dawn feeling her head bouncing on her shoulder. She lifted up and dumped angie unceremoniously onto the mats with a sickly splat, arms and legs spread out in a limp and humiliating spread eagle.
Dawn paced around her proudly, savoring and inspecting her defeated foe before raising a thick leg and planting her foot on Angie's crotch. She could barely whimper as she registered the heavy pressured pain, shivering but unable to stop the ref outside the ring counting down (along with the pumped and shouting crowd) for the 5 count.
The bell rang as Dawn flexed her chubby arms for the crowd, posing with her foot on various parts of the motionless Angie's body to let the crowd praise and cheer and take pictures of her clear victory over her hated prey. The ref slid in, handing Dawn her prize before raising her arm in triumph. In her other hand, she held the plastic championship belt (just a token they'd picked up from Wal Mart), and more importantly Angie's pink slip to mark her firing for the loss. The variously tipsy men and even some of the women threw in their tip money into the ring for their topless champ, who ate up the attention to her and her girls. Angie was far too hurt and miserable to really register much of it at the moment.
"Gonna need to make this bigger if it's gonna fit around a real woman," Dawn laughed to the ref, indicating the belt wouldn't fully fit around her waist, getting some more laughs out of the crowd. She'd won them over as regular customers to the pub, cinching their business for some time to come, all of them coming sometimes just to talk and congratulate her, the plus-sized girl who gained a reputation as a local celebrity; the one who had Angie never show her face around the bar again, the one sticking up for big girls and living in campus history as the fighting waitress.
