As soon as the bell rings, you make your move and rush your opponent head on, hoping to catch the relaxed Sadie before she can even take her stance. You’ve nothing against the friendly Southerner, but, with your size on the line, you have to do whatever you can to beat her. Despite the obvious size gap between the two of you, you feel confident (or desperate) enough to try and lift her and slam her onto the mat, hoping to end this match quickly. You clasp your arms around Sadie, but quickly realize that you can’t even fully reach around her thick body, your hands gripping each of her huge, soft buttcheeks as they strive to meet each other. Pressing yourself against Sadie, the side of your head is resting against one of her breasts, inadvertently giving yourself a good look at her freckled cleavage bursting out of her top.
Sadie lets out a surprised “Oh” from your sudden move but is hardly phased by it, mistaking your paltry attack for a simple hug. She lets out an amused giggle, assuming this was your way of making up for that cold greeting you gave her before. “Heehee, well it’s nice to meet ya too, little feller,” she says pleasantly as she wraps her hands around your head, pressing you further against her massive bosom. Trying to ignore the embarrassing situation you’ve put yourself in, you think back to the high stakes behind this match and use that to motivate you to continue your attack, despite its shaky start.
You squeeze Sadie as best you can and attempt to lift her,but it’s no good. You can only manage to lift her a couple of inches before your strength gives out. There’s just too much of her, and, every time you try lifting her, it just feels like you’re sinking deeper and deeper against her. From the outside, it just looks like you’re feebly groping her, and Sadie’s getting the same impression. Still pressing you against her, she lets out a soft coo and says, “Ooh, someone isn’t getting riled up by little ol’ me, is he? I take it you’re the kinda feller who knows what he likes and takes it. I like that.” Great, as you struggle to lift “little ol’” Sadie, she thinks you’re coming on to her now, in the middle of a wrestling match, of all places. Suddenly, Sadie pushes you off her, the gentle motion on her part still enough to easily break your hold on her. She giggles as you take a breath. “While I appreciate the compliment, sugar, we both got some wrasslin’ to do now, so the folks out there can have a good show. We can finish our business later,” she winks before finally taking her stance. “So, c’mon, cutie, hit me with your best shot.”
Welp, taking Sadie by surprise didn’t work, thanks to her size, so you decide to try and use her size against her. Recalling a Judo class you once took, you lunge at Sadie and attempt to fling her with a one-arm shoulder throw, pressing your back against her plush body as you desperately pull on her arm, but, like before, she won’t budge. Sadie giggles as you struggle to move her, finding it cute. After a few more moments of this, she finally makes her move by letting herself casually fall forward. You let out a surprised yelp as you feel Sadie’s overwhelming weight bear down on you before plummeting to the mat, crushing you beneath her. With just a simple body press, Sadie gains the advantage, her bigger body hiding most of yours from the outside world. She laughs as she feels the back of your head sinking between her breasts as they spill onto the mat. “You’re gonna have to do better than that, darling,” she teases as she playfully wiggles her chest on top of you, making you groan.
Just when you start to think that you really are out of your league, Sadie gets up and quickly plops her booty onto your back before sliding her thick legs under your arms and getting into a squatting position atop you. “Now this is how mamma taught me to wrangle boys back home,” Sadie boasts before grabbing your head and putting you in a Camel Clutch. You groan and grunt in agony as Sadie pulls on your head, causing your back to stretch with extreme discomfort, but your cries are quickly silenced as your head is pulled into her bosom, easily engulfing your face once again as her thin shirt does nothing to hide its warmth. Still thinking this is all in good fun, Sadie feels you buzzing against her as she stretches the fight out of you, enjoying the sensation. After a minute of this, Sadie finally lets you go, letting you collapse back onto the mat and gasp for air.
While you’re still woozy, Sadie grabs your arm and happily bounces to a corner of the ring, dragging you along with her. When she gets there, she stands you up and drapes you against the turnbuckle, intertwining your tired arms and legs with the ropes to keep you still. “Y’all ready for a good ol’ fashioned rodeo,” Sadie calls out to the audience, who cheers loudly in response. “I’ll be right back, cutie. Don’t go anywhere, heehee,” Sadie says to you with a wink before sauntering to the other side of the ring, her big ass swaying confidently with every step she takes. Even in your semi-delirious state, you can’t help but marvel at how her cutoff jean shorts can’t even be seen between her massive white cheeks. Sadie turns and waves to the crowd when she reaches the opposite corner, then, with a loud “Yeeeeehaaaaaawwww,” Sadie charges at you like a bull. Too weak to move, you’re like a deer stuck in headlights as you watch Sadie bound towards you, time slowing down for you as her huge melons bounce tremendously with every step she takes.
A loud fleshy thud can be heard as Sadie finally collides with you, bulldozing you with her thick body while her soft, mammoth breasts bash against your vulnerable head, nearly knocking you out. Sadie stays pressed against you for a few more moments before finally backing away, letting your head droop down. She laughs triumphantly as she backs away to the center of the ring. “Didn’t anyone ever warn ya, feller? Mess with the bull, and ya get the horns,” she taunts while squeezing her breasts together. You manage to lift your head in time to see Sadie charging at you again. This time, right before she collides with you, she jumps and lands her legs on the middle ropes, straddling you with her thick legs and slamming her jean-clad crotch against your torso. The force of the impact makes you groan as your head looks up to see Sadie smiling at you past her breasts.
Noticing your struggles, Sadie teases, “Aw, shucks, I ain’t too much for ya, am I, sweetie? Maybe one ‘o my special hugs will make ya feel better.” With that, Sadie hooks her legs together around the turnbuckle and squeezes your body with her powerful thighs. You give another strained groan in pain but are quickly silenced as Sadie plops her boobs on your head, giving her massive mammaries a big squeeze as your head sinks between them. Intensifying the pressure even more, Sadie starts bouncing on the ropes, like she’s riding on an actual bull, as she squeezes the living daylights out of you, further pounding you with her body. “Whooohoooo,” you hear the Southerner yell as you slowly blackout from her playful onslaught.
Of course, you lost the match, but where do you wake up?
Option 1. In Sadie’s room. She wants to make up for how she treated you in the match with some good old fashioned “Southern Hospitality.”
Option 2. In your dressing room, and there’s a knock at the door. Who could it be?
Sadie lets out a surprised “Oh” from your sudden move but is hardly phased by it, mistaking your paltry attack for a simple hug. She lets out an amused giggle, assuming this was your way of making up for that cold greeting you gave her before. “Heehee, well it’s nice to meet ya too, little feller,” she says pleasantly as she wraps her hands around your head, pressing you further against her massive bosom. Trying to ignore the embarrassing situation you’ve put yourself in, you think back to the high stakes behind this match and use that to motivate you to continue your attack, despite its shaky start.
You squeeze Sadie as best you can and attempt to lift her,but it’s no good. You can only manage to lift her a couple of inches before your strength gives out. There’s just too much of her, and, every time you try lifting her, it just feels like you’re sinking deeper and deeper against her. From the outside, it just looks like you’re feebly groping her, and Sadie’s getting the same impression. Still pressing you against her, she lets out a soft coo and says, “Ooh, someone isn’t getting riled up by little ol’ me, is he? I take it you’re the kinda feller who knows what he likes and takes it. I like that.” Great, as you struggle to lift “little ol’” Sadie, she thinks you’re coming on to her now, in the middle of a wrestling match, of all places. Suddenly, Sadie pushes you off her, the gentle motion on her part still enough to easily break your hold on her. She giggles as you take a breath. “While I appreciate the compliment, sugar, we both got some wrasslin’ to do now, so the folks out there can have a good show. We can finish our business later,” she winks before finally taking her stance. “So, c’mon, cutie, hit me with your best shot.”
Welp, taking Sadie by surprise didn’t work, thanks to her size, so you decide to try and use her size against her. Recalling a Judo class you once took, you lunge at Sadie and attempt to fling her with a one-arm shoulder throw, pressing your back against her plush body as you desperately pull on her arm, but, like before, she won’t budge. Sadie giggles as you struggle to move her, finding it cute. After a few more moments of this, she finally makes her move by letting herself casually fall forward. You let out a surprised yelp as you feel Sadie’s overwhelming weight bear down on you before plummeting to the mat, crushing you beneath her. With just a simple body press, Sadie gains the advantage, her bigger body hiding most of yours from the outside world. She laughs as she feels the back of your head sinking between her breasts as they spill onto the mat. “You’re gonna have to do better than that, darling,” she teases as she playfully wiggles her chest on top of you, making you groan.
Just when you start to think that you really are out of your league, Sadie gets up and quickly plops her booty onto your back before sliding her thick legs under your arms and getting into a squatting position atop you. “Now this is how mamma taught me to wrangle boys back home,” Sadie boasts before grabbing your head and putting you in a Camel Clutch. You groan and grunt in agony as Sadie pulls on your head, causing your back to stretch with extreme discomfort, but your cries are quickly silenced as your head is pulled into her bosom, easily engulfing your face once again as her thin shirt does nothing to hide its warmth. Still thinking this is all in good fun, Sadie feels you buzzing against her as she stretches the fight out of you, enjoying the sensation. After a minute of this, Sadie finally lets you go, letting you collapse back onto the mat and gasp for air.
While you’re still woozy, Sadie grabs your arm and happily bounces to a corner of the ring, dragging you along with her. When she gets there, she stands you up and drapes you against the turnbuckle, intertwining your tired arms and legs with the ropes to keep you still. “Y’all ready for a good ol’ fashioned rodeo,” Sadie calls out to the audience, who cheers loudly in response. “I’ll be right back, cutie. Don’t go anywhere, heehee,” Sadie says to you with a wink before sauntering to the other side of the ring, her big ass swaying confidently with every step she takes. Even in your semi-delirious state, you can’t help but marvel at how her cutoff jean shorts can’t even be seen between her massive white cheeks. Sadie turns and waves to the crowd when she reaches the opposite corner, then, with a loud “Yeeeeehaaaaaawwww,” Sadie charges at you like a bull. Too weak to move, you’re like a deer stuck in headlights as you watch Sadie bound towards you, time slowing down for you as her huge melons bounce tremendously with every step she takes.
A loud fleshy thud can be heard as Sadie finally collides with you, bulldozing you with her thick body while her soft, mammoth breasts bash against your vulnerable head, nearly knocking you out. Sadie stays pressed against you for a few more moments before finally backing away, letting your head droop down. She laughs triumphantly as she backs away to the center of the ring. “Didn’t anyone ever warn ya, feller? Mess with the bull, and ya get the horns,” she taunts while squeezing her breasts together. You manage to lift your head in time to see Sadie charging at you again. This time, right before she collides with you, she jumps and lands her legs on the middle ropes, straddling you with her thick legs and slamming her jean-clad crotch against your torso. The force of the impact makes you groan as your head looks up to see Sadie smiling at you past her breasts.
Noticing your struggles, Sadie teases, “Aw, shucks, I ain’t too much for ya, am I, sweetie? Maybe one ‘o my special hugs will make ya feel better.” With that, Sadie hooks her legs together around the turnbuckle and squeezes your body with her powerful thighs. You give another strained groan in pain but are quickly silenced as Sadie plops her boobs on your head, giving her massive mammaries a big squeeze as your head sinks between them. Intensifying the pressure even more, Sadie starts bouncing on the ropes, like she’s riding on an actual bull, as she squeezes the living daylights out of you, further pounding you with her body. “Whooohoooo,” you hear the Southerner yell as you slowly blackout from her playful onslaught.
Of course, you lost the match, but where do you wake up?
Option 1. In Sadie’s room. She wants to make up for how she treated you in the match with some good old fashioned “Southern Hospitality.”
Option 2. In your dressing room, and there’s a knock at the door. Who could it be?
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May 31, 2023
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