BWW Wrestling: Aurora vs Overweight (Patreon)

One a long time in the making based on the art of Fat Club Inc. Always love their wrestling stuff. I wrote one based on them a while back with a skinny perky girl against a super heavyweight, and had wanted to write more with how fun it was messing around with the extreme sizes. Then it became a mix of not sure who stood out enough to mess with while also a pretty sizable roster where not everyone had a bio page done. I swapped ideas back and forth with FCI, got this started, then sort of forgot about it and where to take it before filling a lot of this out just now. I was bouncing between comms and other ideas before one of their updates inspired me to get back into this.

So it’s a strongfat tank of a gal Aurora against Overweight, one of their flagship fat boy fighters. I don’t do a lot of mix wrestling, and little with guys fighting in general. But them being chubby and femmy enough to pass for a gal in the right light is a huge boost for my interest. I’d love to do more with their characters sometime, if I can settle on a good matchup to fuck with.

Aurora’s best pic at https://www.deviantart.com/fatclubinc/art/Aurora-enters-841447741

And Overweight at https://www.deviantart.com/fatclubinc/art/Overweight-508962737

The BBW league was prepped for another clash between two of their numerous heavyweights. There were some colossal fighters on the roster and tonight had two ring-creakingly big wrestlers. It was Overweight booked against Aurora, seeing if the flabby young man could hold his own against the less wide but more solidly muscled woman.

Overweight was clearly named with absurd accuracy. He was just shy of six feet tall and over 500 pounds that gave him a round, doughy figure. He was stronger than he looked, though not by much considering he had much more softness than muscle. He had short black hair and wore some tight white briefs that looked somewhere between a sumo thong and a diaper in their plain appearance. He had an easier time simply rolling over the top rope rather than trying to squeeze his rotund body between any of them. He was far from the fattest wrestler in the entire league, but he was plenty bulky for his size and had kept the nickname from when he was in a lighter league.

Aurora wasn’t as chunky as Overweight, but she was comparable in size. The big, dark brown haired woman was thick all over with her hair running just past her shoulders. A round middle, full bosom and thick, powerful limbs made for an incredibly capable wrestler, especially with her experience in the ring. She wore some light makeup and a full one piece leotard that clung to her many curves. She didn’t have the sheer weight that Overweight did, but she was a bit taller and knew more about actual grappling and had a lot more dense muscle while the heavyweight boy threw his impressive bulk around. She had a serious, faintly confident expression on her face, but she spared some fond smiles to the fans as she slapped a few extended hands.

“Hope you’re ready to get flattened,” Overweight called her out once she’d settled into the ring.

“I’d worry more about how you plan to stand back up again, butterball. Especially once I get on top of you,” she replied with more of her steady confidence.

She often kept a level head in her matches, but she had also proven to be a force to be reckoned with when she lost her patience with an opponent.

“You’ll have to figure out how to move me first, ya lightweight bitch.”

Overweight smirked back at her, his usual overconfidence in his size kicking in early. He raised a hefty leg and stomped it down in a classic sumo stance, cuing a jiggling all the way up from his tree trunk thighs to his blob of a belly and plump moobs.

“You’d think Carla would have brought you a bra by now,” Aurora scoffed as she rolled her eyes.

Not quick to anger, but also not afraid to bring it when her opponent brought dirty talk or dirty fighting to bear against her.

Their referee (who seemed to finally realize how much scrawnier she was than the both of them), signaled for the bell. Overweight braced himself for a grapple as the two circled lightly. They were both after the same thing so they didn’t wait for long before they locked hands, pushing at each other in a test of strength. Aurora had to purse her lips and grit her teeth as the younger and fatter sumo wasn’t completely full of shit talk and bravado. His half ton of soft bulk pushed into her hard, making her wrestling boots skid across the mats as he pushed her back a few inches. He smiled proudly as he leaned into her face, pouring on all the pressure he could.

Of course, Aurora didn’t have to beat him in raw power. She knew that as hefty as she was, she would never be the biggest in the league. She applied some skill and leverage to plant her feet and twist her wrists, bending Overweight’s flabby arms in opposite directions. She didn’t mind him getting in her face now that his eyes went wide and he clearly flinched from the pain she focused on his fingers and wrists.

“OW! OW!” he yelped as she broke his momentum.

“I guess I can move mountains after all. It’s a miracle,” Aurora teased him dryly.

It still got a sway of cheers from the fans as she raised her arms, putting more pressure on the fat boy. He winced and dropped to one knee in a thundering thud as it hit the mats. Aurora smirked and threw a knee up, ramming it into his chubby chest. His pecs bounced from the impact, grunting and spraying spit from his mouth as she kept pounding knees his doughy manboobs. He clutched his chest, coughing for air as Aurora darted back into the ropes. She bounced back and pivoted on one boot to slam her wide booty, ramming it into Overweight’s face at top speed. It wasn’t looking good for the heavy boy as despite his weight advantage, he found himself squashed to the mats beneath Aurora’s big ass.

She pushed down on his arms, going for an early pin as a psychological edge more than actually thinking it would work. She barely got to two before Overweight bucked out, gasping for air as he rolled out from under her heavy ass. He crawled to the ropes, grabbing onto them to drag himself back up. They sagged under his weight, and Aurora gave him a quick kick in the ass to hurry him along. The audience laughed and cheered her on as Overweight blushed and rubbed his jiggling behind.

Aurora grabbed his hair to drag him off the ropes, but Overweight took a wide and blind swing behind him. The big backhand chop caught her right across the tits, getting her to gasp and reel back from the surprise hit with all his impressive weight behind it. While she was momentarily winded, Overweight took the opportunity to tackle her around the middle. Aurora huffed again and toppled over backward with the heavier boy on top of her. He grabbed her long hair and rained a few forearms down on her as he laid on top of her. The crushing weight was bad enough but the power blows were making her head spin, amateur or not.

With her properly dazed, Overweight gripped one of Aurora’s thick arms and dragged them both back up to their feet. He hurled her towards one of the corners, letting her run tits and gut first into the turnbuckle. She huffed from the winding impact, finding her own control over the match cut off by his sudden spear. She tried to push herself back up with the ropes, her big tits resting on the top rope when Overweight came barreling after her. The chunky boy leapt into a full body splash. Even the calm and stoic brunette let out a loud and shocked “UFFF!” as his half-ton of bodyfat crushed her back and pushed her against the hard pole. His broad body squashed against her, having to grab the top ropes to keep his well-fed and well-trained gut from bouncing right off her like a human trampoline.

“Oof! Rough landing, huh? I bet it was even worse for you,” he taunted her in another wave of confidence.

Deciding that he had her trapped and winded, the male combatant backed off a pace and rammed in again. His hefty body slammed Aurora gut-first, getting another heavy grunt out of her as his belly bump flattened her into the corner. He went in for a greedy third splash but as he went in, the brunette launched herself out of the corner to meet him with an elbow to the face. Overweight staggered drunkenly back, holding his thick but spinning head from the blow.

“That’s enough of that,” Aurora growled as she grabbed the tubby young man from behind.

She squeezed hard around his thick gut, bearhugging him tightly enough that his doughy middle squished around her arms. The big boy gagged as Aurora’s crushing grip bent his blubbery belly inward like she was planning to twist him into a balloon animal. Overweight pushed uselessly at her wrists, barely budging the lighter but stronger heavyweight at all. Her face was red with effort and anger, but she wasn’t letting go of him that easily. With a huge grunt and an impressive show of strength, Aurora lifted him up and over her head. Overweight gave a girlish wail, his chubby legs kicking as he wasn’t used to being lifted at all. Aurora faltered briefly at her peak but pulled it off as she flopped over backward, suplexing the fat boy back down to the mats. Their combined effort and weight shook the sturdy ring from corner to corner.

Aurora rolled back up to her knees, wiping some sweat from her forehead and shaking out her hair. She remained focused on Overweight as the big boy flopped onto his back, his gut heaving as he gasped for air like a beached whale. His head was spinning as Aurora promptly moved in behind him as soon as he was back up to his knees.

“I’m done playing with you, you spoiled butterball,” she growled bitterly.

“You’re… you’re just jealous I’ve got actual curves… AHHHH!”

Aurora didn’t bother blowing her top at the round wrestler. She just reached over his shoulders and pinched both of his moobs, twisting his nips in opposite directions. Overweight thrashed and shrieked as he thumped his heavy heels against the mats. He jiggled in place in his pained panic, far more accustomed to crushing and bullying smaller wrestlers than himself.

“Fuckfuckfuck! Not the purple nerple!”

“I should have guessed a pathetic move like that’s perfect for bringing a marshmallow like you down,” Aurora spared herself a laugh.

She yanked on Overweight’s chest, spinning him around by his nips. The butterball boy wailed as his immense weight seemed to be held up entirely by his chest until she let him go, sending her flying out of control and staggering right into a corner. His back connected with the ringpost, catching the top ropes to steady himself. The glaring Aurora was already charging after him, shaking the ring with her mighty steps before she leapt as best her bulky figure could do. It still gave her a ton of momentum to bring one massive knee hard and deep into Overweight’s gut, knocking the wind right out of him as his fat molded around her powerful strike. The sumo-sized boy gagged as he started to crumble into the corner, but his wide build and draping arms kept him propped up. Aurora gladly took the opportunity to start wailing away on his wobbling gut, slamming a few more punches and knees into the big soft target. The fat boy was quickly losing steam and sweating up a storm as he held out a hand, waving it in a helpless plea for a time out.

Aurora wasn’t having it between his dirty fighting and big mouth. The strong and curvy ring vet grabbed Overweight by his short hair and flung him out of the corner, sending him into one of the sets of ropes instead. They stretched under his girth before launching him back at her. Aurora rushed to meet him and lowered herself slightly, condensing her thick muscle and spearing Overweight’s blubbery middle. It padded her own impact while knocking the sumo boy completely off his feet, crashing to the mats with Aurora on top. She lifted up one of his chunky legs and leaned across him, getting a 2-count before her sweaty opponent managed to heft one shoulder off the mats.

Aurora grimaced down at him, annoyed to see that he still had enough fight in him to kick out. She got back up and pulled at his arm, trying to force him back to his feet to continue his beating. Whether it was stubborn resistance or just being too exhausted to get up on his own, Overweight wouldn’t budge. Aurora frowned back at him, playing tug of war with the chunky boy until she got fed up with the petty game. She slammed a boot into his cheek, squashing his chubby features around and knocking him flat on the mat again. He groaned and rolled around, cupping his face as he tipped over onto his gut. He wearily looked back up just to find Aurora’s shadow quickly darkening his vision.

“Wait! Whoa! NOOOOOMMF!”

Overweight’s body bucked as Aurora held the ropes and brought her big ass dropping down on top of him. The aftershocks rocked through his own fatty figure as Aurora smirked down at him. She gave a confident shake of her hips, adding a stinkface to her facesit that left Overweight’s face getting smacked around by her meaty ass cheeks. No matter how big he was, the hefty wrestler’s head only got so big. It was easily buried under the thick girl’s booty, kicking his heels helplessly on the mats while he tried to push and smack at her hips and thighs.

Overweight finally reached a point of desperation. He pulled up on the back of Aurora’s one piece, wedgying it up her wide ass and tender crotch. Her stern expression went wide-eyed as she hopped up with a squeak, part of her ass and pussy exposed from the invasive pull. Overweight took a deep breath to try and regain some air, but he’d successfully managed to annoy the tank of a woman even more. She pulled herself out of his grip, ignoring the riding up outfit for now as she took a big leap into the air. She stomped down with both boots onto Overweight’s gut, nearly flattening the fat so that it expanded well beyond his sides. He gave a wet gagging noise, spraying spittle up from the impact, only to surprise Aurora again. Even when he was stunned by the deep body blow, her eyebrows raised in surprise as his soft gut bounced back into shape. His softness mixed with her brute force sent her springing back off of him like he was an exercise ball, sending Aurora a few feet away. She staggered and flailed, barely managing to keep her balance long enough to grab the ropes. She stared at the crowd in obvious surprise, though she had gotten away unhurt.

For the moment, at least. While she was regrouping, Overweight crawled after her on all fours. With his belly dragging over the mats, he swung a fist up between her legs to forearm smash her right in the crotch. As big and powerful as Aurora was, nothing prepared her for the sneaky low blow of the desperate young man. She let out a piercing scream as she clutched the ropes tightly in her moment of pain and panic.

Even Overweight looked surprised by how effective his sneak attack had turned out to be. He still wasn’t about to let a golden opportunity pass him by, so he dragged himself back to his feet. He threw a quick but heavy kick into the back of Aurora’s leg, dropping her to one knee before wrapping his arms around her head, bearhugging her deep into his doughy softness. Aurora gave a muffled grunt as her face was buried between his moobs and her own tits squashed out over his stomach. It wasn’t often a male fighter was big enough to titsmother a lady wrestler in the BWW, but Overweight had actually managed to pull it off while squeezing the moaning muscle beauty’s neck and back.

“Got ya… now. Enjoy the view and say goodnight,” he panted breathlessly

He was still smirking despite his underhanded approach to his lead. Aurora tried to push herself free, but her hands just sank into his squishy bod without much to brace herself against. Her eyes fluttered as even the tank of a woman needed to breathe, and Overweight wasn’t making it easy. Her efforts weakened as he struggled to contain her, but soon her muscular arms were starting to droop. Content that she was significantly drained, he tossed her to one side. Aurora landed limply on her hands and knees, eyes rolling dizzily. Before she knew what was happening, Overweight stepped up and rested his belly on top of her head. He hiked up his briefs, getting them to cling to his bulge before he thrust his hips forward, knocking Aurora back and over with his balls resting on her face. Aurora’s eyes were barely visible past his package, let alone his eclipsing gut. Overweight flexed his flabby arms, trying to look strong and confident despite his obvious close calls and fatigue.

One!

Two!

Thr-

In a burst of strength, Aurora bucked to one side, barely getting her shoulder up in time to continue the fight. The audience erupted into surprised cheers while Overweight looked clearly annoyed at his near victory. He sat up just enough to bring his fat ass crushing back down on her tits and his bulge back into her face, grinding her in between his balls using her hair. He only got a two count before she thrust up again, throwing all her weight and might into knocking him off her completely. The pudgy boy tumbled into the ropes as Aurora sluggishly went to all fours, wiping some of his crotch sweat out of her face and mouth with a disgusted spit.

“Learn! To stay! Down!” Overweight snapped impatiently.

He stomped her in the back with each statement, driving her back to laying flat on the mats. Once he’d put her back down, Overweight lumbered to the nearest corner. It was a few paces away (rather large ones, given the size of the fighters), but nothing he couldn’t cover between his bulk and his remaining effort. His teacher had once told him he was an expert at falling down, so his flying body splash was devastating to even the biggest of wrestlers when he could pull it off. He scaled the ropes with surprising speed, making the ringpost creak beneath his girth. He flexed his big soft arms for the fans, setting up his move before turning back to steady himself and size up Aurora.

…who was charging right at him. Overweight didn’t have the time to leap or react before she slammed an elbow into his gut, winding him and nearly putting him off balance. He was lucky enough to have braced himself enough to stay on the ropes, but Aurora had completely blindsided him with her last ditch effort. She flexed her fingers into a tight claw shape before slamming it into his sack, crashing his balls right through his briefs.

“AHHHH~! NOT THE NUTS!” Overweight shrieked shrilly.

He waved his hands at her in a shocked plea for mercy, but Aurora had enough of his cheap shots and lucky escapes. She didn’t quite have the strength left in her impressive muscles to lift him into a torture rack, but she grabbed him by the neck and swung him over her head, body slamming him into the mats. Their combined weight rattled the ring as Overweight landed with a fleshy slap against the ring. He didn’t even have the time to groan as Aurora promptly rose back up to her knees. She grabbed and bent one of his knees into a submission hold, bending it up behind his back. She also refused to let go of his bulge, lifting him up by the balls as much as she was his leg. The big boy wrestler wailed and beat his fists on the mats like she had reduced him to little more than an overgrown baby. Aurora just poured on the pressure, lifting his chunky leg up as high as his blubbery body would bend until his ankle was up behind the strong woman’s neck. Even through her softer exterior, the crowd could see her overworked muscles pushing themselves even further.

“Stop! Leggo! No… no faaaaaAAAIR!”

Aurora gave a hard lift, actually dragging Overweight completely off the mats for a moment. He was left dangling and screaming in her suspended hold as Aurora grit her teeth to keep the heavy hitter up. She tightened her grip on him to stay steady, even if that meant her groping and pumping his hardening cock in the process. Jerking him through his briefs wasn’t part of her plan, but it was the most convenient handle she had on the round body besides his leg.

With a final and sudden drop, she drove him head-first into the mats like she was using him as a human shovel. Overight’s face mashed into the mats, warped out of shape from the huge impact before he flopped over like a beached whale. Aurora landed on her ass, breathing heavily as she noticed the stickiness of her hand. She grimaced in disgust to see that Overweight had orgasmed right as he hit the mats in a stunned paingasm, bullying the cum right out of him judging by the darkened stain in the front of his briefs.

“I knew you were a pig, but ugh…”

Aurora rolled her eyes, wiping her jizzy hand off on his belly before leaning an armpit into his face. She raised an expecting fist into the air as the count went down.

One!

Two!

THREE!

The bell sounded as Aurora rose, letting out a huge breath and wiping sweat from her face and hair. Overweight didn’t move in the slightest, unless his twitching and constantly jiggling body counted. Aurora managed to lumber over to the ropes, raising her fist like the triumphant warrior woman she was before flexing one of her beefy arms. She couldn’t help but share a smile for the audience as her strength and skill managed to knock the fight right out of the technically bigger wrestler.

She glanced back at Overweight with his chubby dick twitching and still leaking cum on the mats. She rolled her eyes again and left the ring, but made sure to walk past him and step on his junk for good measure. Clearly “fight” wasn’ the only thing she’d knocked out of him.