Chapter 144 - #144 /the wrestler/

A shrill sound echoed through the arena as the coach blew on her whistle again. This time she was staring at me. Gesturing with a free hand for me to come over and join her. Both of the girls were taking the time required by their girths to actually get into the ring. Which gave me enough time to recover from my shyness induced shell shock. As I approached, I only had one thing on my mind. That the loser of this upcoming rivalry would be in for some serious poundage. I briefly entertained the thought that maybe I’d make the loser bigger than the winner. But then It wouldn’t have mattered if Deena lost. No matter how hot the image of a total blob Gaia was I restrained myself. 100lbs seemed a suitably large penalty for such a high stakes game anyways. “So, you’re Denna’s friend?” the coach asked as I stood beside her. “Something like that” I shot back. It seemed a little presumptuous of me to say as much given how little we had actually spoke. Thankfully I was saved from any further small talk, by the sight of the two fat girls standing tall in the ring. Facing each other.

“Coming in at a whopping 780lbs and standing at a stunning 6’0 we have the barely mobile mountain, Deena” the coach announced, her descriptors and sudden volume startling me a little. Her words were rather degrading for being directed at one of her students. But looking up at the looming titan herself I found nothing to disagree with. She was absolutely huge in stature and bulk. A stack of dark slabs of blubber that widened outwards the lower down you looked. Massive thighs like towers almost covered by a bulwark of a gut and behind her an astronomical ass that was slightly larger than her opponents' entire body. Even as she panted and her massive form wobbled from the simple exertion of getting into the ring, her size advantage was titanic. So massive as to dwarf, the rather rotund powerhouse she was facing. On her fat cheeked face, I could see a look of stoicism, backed by an unquestionable hunger. She wanted to leverage all her greater bulk to crush her older yet smaller sister and, in that regard, she exuded a powerful and simple confidence.

“Facing off with her is the tiny 335lbs powerhouse who’s nearly as wide as her 4’9” height is tall and with a personality clocking in at twice that size, Gaia” The coach announced gesturing to where the rotund butter ball was stretching. Or at least stretching as well as her thick figure would allow. While Deena was a hill of rolls, Gaia was all thick overflowing curves. With a distinctly round and shapely quality to every part of dark flab. Her gut a hanging protruding ball of lard that would’ve given her a ball like shape, if it weren’t for the wide and dramatic flair of her impressive hips. Even as big a size as I had blown her up to, I couldn’t deny she still looked like a warrior. With her flabby chest thrust out with pride, and one hand pressed cockily into the soft blubber of her hips. A challengers pose to be sure. One of a woman looking to win in spite of her size disadvantage, to prove herself as the more experienced sibling.

As the announcements finished the tension in the air became electric. The two sisters' eyes locked with one another, likely aware of nothing else. With a second blow of the whistle. It broke snapping like a whip as Gaia darted forward with surprising grace. The practically bare cheeks of her shapely yet enormous rear bouncing and jiggling. Rather than climb the enormous hill her sister presented head on she side stepped around the blobs gut. Carrying all of her momentum into slamming the side of it with one thickly padded hip. It jiggled like pudding releasing a heavy grunt from Deena who staggered a little in place. The stun creating an opening Gaia had been seeking. The tubby girl slammed one tubby palm into her rivals' enormous gut. Her hand sinking up to its wrist in Deena's blubbery belly. I doubt the mountainous youngest even felt it. But its force was enough to gently apply momentum. Tipping her over backwards ever so slightly. The rest of the work was accomplished by Deena’s own blubbery body, as the enormity of her ass sent her hurtling downwards.

But she was hardly going to be toppled that easily. Her height advantage meant a reach advantage. Gaia's own fat body was sluggish due its girth meaning she couldn’t dodge so easily. Deena managed to grasp her rival in a blubbery embrace on the way down, eliciting a yelp from her opponent as she was yanked backwards into the meteoric fall. There was an audible percussive thump as the two massive women crashed into the mat. The duo wobbling and rippling, fat rolls slapping into one another. But they were wrestlers, not so easily deterred by a fall. Taking advantage of the eldest's surprise Deena heaved her two tree truck thighs into her sister's sides. Beginning to squeeze them together like a megaton vice. They were far too flabby and inflexible for her to wrap them around. But their sheer girth meant they also swallowed up to the smaller sister in their blubber. Gaia grunted and attempted to brace with her arms. But based on the expression of distress on her face. Her sisters flabby grapple was presenting a problem.

Gaia was struggling. Crushed at the sides by tree truck thighs and buried in the hill of her opponents many gut rolls. Squeezed and smothered as she was, her wriggling was futile. Rather than being held in place by muscle tension, she was imprisoned by the fluffy gelatin of blubber. Completely unable to find purchase in order to make an escape. But her eyes held a powerful sort of intensity as she struggled. Even as she grunted and panted her way through the experience in a way that would have had her once muscular-self pale with embarrassment, she fought. In a surge of effort, she loosened the grip of the titanic jaws that were Deena’s thighs by flexing her own ham like arms. That one break was enough to give her an opening. Getting her own massive legs beneath her she pushed up. Flexing flab buried muscles as she surged back into a standing position. Deena’s flabby arms flew up after her, intending to catch the smaller woman and drag her back down. But were promptly interrupted as Gaia slammed downwards with her own gut and the impressive abdominal muscles buried beneath it. With how big the elephantine ex cheer leaders belly was I doubt it hurt her any. But it certainly stunned her. Granting Gaia a chance to fling herself backwards and out of Deena’s reach.

But the blob of a sibling wasn’t to be so easily deterred. With a deep breath she sucked her titanic tummy in and swung herself up. Her flabby body wobbling as she heaved herself into a sitting position on her first attempt. A relative miracle considering the difficulties she been having prior. The behemoth combatant flexing her legs and making a shaky attempt to stand under her own power. Of course, her enormous booty kept her almost pinned. Even as she puffed it seemed clear she wouldn’t be rising unassisted. A smug Gaia side stepped back in primed to take advantage of how her rival was stuck by her own mountainous bulk. But then flowing like ocean tides Deena tensed her legs and swung her couch sized caboose around in a circle. Using its size to pull herself to her feet in a burst of unexpected energy. Gaia using her less heavy physique, turned and darted back. Her enemy's door jamming hips missing her by inches. But seemingly expecting that Deena took as much a step back as her enormous body would allow for. Attempting to slam her rival with the most mass she could muster. Her enormous ass.

Gaia’s eyes darted as if to flee again. But all they found were the edge of the arena. Even moving as little as she did Deena’s exceptional height had allowed her to back her smaller sister into a corner. Gaia gritted her teeth and, in a somewhat inspired maneuver. Slammed back with the only weapon she could. Her oversized bubble butt. The two tectonic tushies met in the air with an audible clap and rippling in a way only rears of their flabbiness could manage. Time seemed to almost stand still at the impact. Both sisters eyes alight with a passion for victory, mouths curled into snarling smiles. There wasn’t a hint of the animosity I had detected in Gaia’s eyes earlier. Nor the hazy laziness of Deena’s lack of effort. In its place a pure fiery rivalry. For me it was something of a religious experience. And not just because I was a coinsure of oversized lower cheeks. There was only one variable that had changed. Their sizes. The entire time with L.B.L Up I had been treating it like a tool to punish people. But somehow. Through some twisting magical strangeness, it had healed a rift between the two siblings. In that moment I understood a bit of what Laura had been trying to say.

Of course, the fight wasn’t over yet. In spite of the of what should’ve been an obvious outcome Gaia was holding tight. Her rear was so comparatively small as to be practically swallowed into the many titanic rolls of her rivals. But through flexing her recently buried muscles she was holding on. Her own perfectly round rear flexed with her once obsidian carved thighs. Almost pushing back the flab avalanche of Deena’s megaton behind. If she pushed back with enough force Deena’s massive gut would take the momentum like a pendulum and fling her forward. But the bigger sister wasn’t about to be beaten. I saw the massive woman’s knees tense from the ripples in her oversized thighs. Then release as she manipulated the momentum in something that would’ve been a bounce on a smaller woman. Putting her behemoth rear above Gaia’s. Gravity cascading it downwards like a dark meteor of blubber and slamming the smaller competitor to the foor.