Candace vs Christina

Recap

Alright! This is one of our biggest bonus recaps ever! This match turned out to be so good that even though it wasn’t recorded, we’ve written out exactly what we saw during the match and even managed to get the ladies to agree to post a couple bonus photos from the match. Hope you enjoy this extra-large bonus recap!

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Candace and Christina both came into this match with great intensity. Even as they sat across the mat staring at each other, it was clear that the match meant a lot to both of them.

Christina is on top of the rankings in the league and Candace was just a couple notches below. This was Candace’s chance to prove that she’s more than just your average girl next door.

But she had to go through an amazon to prove it.

When they clashed, Christina’s power was immediately evident. She latched on a headlock right away.

Candace showed how crafty she can be, by using her legs to trip up Christina and get her down on the mat, despite the headlock.

Christina locked on a bodyscissor as they hit the mat, but Candace stuck an arm in to try and prevent it. Her arm wouldn’t be enough as the powerful Christina simply pulled it away and latched her legs together.

Candace was feeling the pain of the bodyscissor as Christina poured on the pressure.

“Glad it’s not just me”, Mara noted Candace’s pain as they watched.

Christina flopped Candace over to her side as she was firmly in control. Sometimes a lot of ingenuity and intensity don’t amount to much against a pair of big strong legs and Candace was finding that out quickly.

Candace held up her hand ready to tap.

“HRRRNNNGGG!!!”, she screamed, trying to hold on.

At the last second, Candace rolled over, turning Christina onto her stomach.

Candace sat up, pulling Christina’s legs back with her. She’d hoped to bend Christina into breaking the hold.

Christina’s legs came unscissored as Candace bent her backwards. Now it was Christina grimacing.

Too powerful to hold, Christina sent Candace flying down to the mat, unable to hang onto her legs.

Christina was able to get on top of a stunned Candace and look to take advantage again. Candace fended her off, but the big woman kept making progress to straddle her.

Size matters.

Christina pinned Candace’s arms down to the mat. She slid her legs out, searching for a grapevine.

She found success, latching onto one of Candace’s legs. Candace wasn’t going to make it easy for her though.

Candace used her free leg to press her knee into Christina’s gut. The awkward jab distracted Christina and Candace was able to get them rolled over.

Candace was on top, but it didn’t last long — Christina was too strong and flipped them over again.

“Nice try”, Christina complimented with a little laugh.

Christina’s compliment seemed genuine, but Candace didn’t take it that way. She furrowed her brow and with a snarl, she managed to flop Christina off and to the side.

Candace looked to use her speed and agility, darting her legs out towards Christina’s neck before she could get back upright.

Christina assumed Candace was going for a standard headscissor, and confidently pushed one leg to the other side of her head. It wasn’t until Candace’s other foot came clamping onto the other side of her neck that she realized she was going for a calf scissor instead.

Christina tried to power her leg off, but that only allowed for Candace to get the 2nd leg locked onto her neck as well. It was a hold Candace had gotten extremely adept at applying.

The calf scissor — it was perhaps easier to escape than a traditional front headscissor, but also easier to apply and less anticipated by opponents. Candace also had a way of constantly re-applying it over and over again to the point that even her most fit and strong opponents would become frustrated and worn down.

Christina would need to be careful to avoid falling victim to the same strategy.

Christina used Candace’s tactict against her — she turned her over and bent her backwards until her legs snapped free.

Now Christina was on top and ready to get back on offense, with Candace face down.

Christina moved her hips up to the back of Candace’s neck and looked to setup a headscissor of her own.

Rolling over, Christina snapped her legs together. Candace was caught in a traditional headscissor, facing Christina’s feet.

Christina pumped and popped her legs, driving Candace crazy. She put her athletic body to work, crushing and crunching away on poor Candace’s head and neck.

Candace didn’t look like she would last long in this hold. Christina repeatedly snapped her legs as Candace gritted her teeth.

Fueled by her desperation, Candace kicked her foot into the hold until she managed to pry the scissor open. Christina tried to lean forward to pull her back in, but it was too late.

Candace was free.

Candace dove at a downed Christina, but her aggression turned out to be a mistake. Christina was ready for her and managed to snatch her by the neck into a front facelock.

“Errrgghhhahhh!!”, an angered Candace shouted.

She pried and pried at the headlock, but couldn’t seem to get free.

Candace dug a knee into Christina’s belly — that turned out to be enough to unlatch her head from the lock.

Now it was Christina getting frustrated. She shoved Candace backwards, but as she did, Candace’s long legs came flying out at Christina’s neck.

Candace was going for her calf crushing scissor again, but Christina had each ankle held with one hand.

Both women gritted their teeth and growled.

Candace tried to push her legs closer and closer, as Christina tried to get them further and further apart.

“ERRRAAAAAHHHH!!!”, Candace shouts as her feet clamp closed behind Christina’s neck.

Christina had been caught in the calf crusher again and would have to try and find another way out.

“Fucking bitch!!”, Christina grumbles as she fumbles at Candace’s powerful calves.

It was Candace’s turn to do the pumping… and pump she did. She worked her hips into a frenzy, pumping up and down to tighten her calves around Christina’s neck.

“hrrrrggghhh!!!”, Christina groaned as the squeezing seemed to start taking its toll on the big woman.

“ERRRRGGHHH!!”, Candace crunched with a squeeze.

Candace lifted her hips into the air and back down again in rapid succession.

Christina was wearing out.

Sweat poured off of both women as Candace continued to pump up and down until Christina had enough.

“Ohhh–ohh–okay”, Christina panted out a submission as Candace’s ruthless pumping continued.

Candace was already in a frenzy and continued the squeezing.

“I give”, Christina repeated.

 

Candace quickly released the submission. She got up on her knees and waited for Christina with a satisfied look.

Christina looked to be a mix of confusion and exhaustion as she got up.

Candace was confident and perhaps she had shaken Christina’s confidence?

They clashed again, this time starting from kneeling.

Christina went right back to a headlock. This time it worked, since they weren’t standing and Candace wasn’t able to try and trip her. She took Candace down to the mat and looked for a little revenge for the first blemish on her record that Candace had given her.

Christina leaned on Candace’s neck with a side headlock as she thought about what move to transition to.

She tightened up the headlock again to see if it would make Candace submit, but she seemed too stubborn to give up to that. Candace had an intensity that Mara didn’t seem to have in their match. A simple headlock wouldn’t work.

Christina rolled over so that her hips were facing down towards Candace’s head. She slipped forward and scooped up Candace’s head with the back of her calf.

Candace recognized the reverse headscissor attempt, but her tiny hands weren’t much good to resist against such massive thighs that were closing in on her.

Christina clamped the scissor closed.

Candace was in trouble.

She pried and pawed at Christina’s legs, but she felt tiny compared to the amazon that engulfed her head.

“HRRRNNNGGG!!!”, Candace quickly panicked.

All that effort to get a submission out of Christina and it could go to waste. She had little choice from her current position.

Christina tightened up once more, and had Candace immediately tapping.

Maybe Candace wasn’t so different than Mara after all. She’d made both women submit to the same hold.

“GIVE!!!!”, Candace repeated.

Christina released the hold and waited on her knees for her to recover.

The score was tied at 1 to 1. It seemed likely that the next point would end the match.

The women stared at each other as they prepared to begin again. The stakes had become high enough that they ignored the exhaustion that dripped off of their skin.

Christina went for a headlock again, but this time Candace ducked it and got behind her.

Instead of challenging her upper body strength, Candace smartly pulled her legs out from under her. With Christina face down on the mat, Candace sat on her backside, ass-on-ass.

Candace hooked her calves on either side of Christina’s neck — but this time it was a different variation, from behind instead of in front.

Christina pulled on Candace’s feet from under her jaw, but it was too late — Candace had stretched out behind her and had the unusual version of her calf scissor applied.

“ERRRNNHHHHH!!”, Christina panicked as her head was pulled backwards.

“GIVE!!!”, Candace demanded.

Christina rolled over defiantly. Candace had trouble keeping the scissor applied as they rolled. Christina jammed an elbow into the back of Candace’s knee, which helped free herself during the roll.

Christina wrapped her legs around Candace’s torso — this time, in figure-4 configuration.

Candace gasped as Christina squeezed on the figure-4 bodyscissor. The hold left her breathless within seconds.

“YOU GIVE!!!”, Christina demanded in return.

Candace grabbed onto Christina’s pinky finger and twisted it backwards until she yelped and released hold of her figure-4’ing leg. Candace managed to pry herself free with the figure-4 unlatched.

Christina dove at Candace, who shot her legs up for another headscissor.

Christina anticipated another calf scissor, but she was wrong — this time Candace went for a classic full frontal headscissor.

Candace clamped Christina’s head in deep between her thighs. Christina was absolutely stunned that she had guessed wrong.

Candace rolled the stunned bodybuilder onto her side and began pumping away on her head.

Christina’s hands frantically searched Candace’s legs for an opening. Her breath was heavy and every movement felt like tremendous effort.

Candace was energized at being able to capture the top ranked amazon again.

Christina fights her way up to her knees.

Candace surprises her again, but SNAPPING her legs so hard it tumbles the big woman back down to her side where she started.

“hrrffff-hrrrffff”, Christina huffs and puffs.

“You’re FINISHED!!”, Candace taunts her.

“hrrfff-nno”, Christina pants, as a little saliva escapes her lips as she trembles.

Christina tries to surprise Candace with a counter scissor, but Candace blocks it and hooks one leg under her arm.

“and now you’re TRAPPED too!!”, Candace boasts.

Christina desperately tries to think of a solution.

She goes back to what worked for both of them at the beginning and tries to roll Candace over. She gets just enough of it that she can get onto her knees and try prying her way out from on top.

Christina’s head pops free from on top, prompting a loud “ERRRAAAGGHHH!!!” of frustration from Candace.

Christina slides her hips back until she’s basically sitting on the back of Candace’s head.

She digs her legs under Candace’s neck, setting up a seated figure-4 headscissor from on top.

Candace tries to resist, but from underneath she’s not able to stop her stronger opponent from getting what she wants.

Candace ends up with her neck stuck in the noose.

Christina sits confidently on the back of Candace’s head, with her legs wrenched and wrapped all around her tired face.

Candace was the mouse who nearly ate the snake, but it was becoming clear how the food chain worked now.

Candace tried sitting up, but Christina was too big and heavy.

Candace couldn’t power free and couldn’t move. She was running out of options and to her, submitting wasn’t one of them.

Her movements began to slow.

All the while Candace was drained, Christina was able to sit and relax and recover.

Candace’s eyes went shut and her limbs stopped moving.

 

“You give?”, Christina asked calmly.

No answer.

We agreed that Candace was out and Christina released the hold.

At this point we assumed that Candace would agree the match was over, but perhaps that was a foolish assumption for Candace.

Candace demanded another round. Christina agreed.

Christina pounced onto Candace, getting on top right away.

It was clear Candace was worn out, as her resistance wasn’t what it was at the beginning.

Christina looked to make an example out of her.

She flipped the slender beauty over and sat on her back.

Christina turned 45 degrees and planted both knees into the small of Candace’s back.

Perpendicular to Candace’s body, Christina reached one arm towards her chin and another arm to her feet. With her knees still planted into her back, she pulled both ends of Candace’s body.

Christina rolled backwards so that Candace was up in the air and bent over both knees.

“I SUBMIT!!! I SUBMIT!!!”, Candace yelled over and over as Christina bounced her up and down across her knees.

Christina kept her chin and legs hooked for an extra moment to make sure the match was over.

Once satisfied, Christina flopped Candace over and down to the mat.

She stood up and calmly took a victory pose over Candace. Her muscles glistened as she showed off the fruits of her labour.

A frustrated Candace lay defeated, tired and angry under her opponents victorious foot.

Christina looked down at her.

“Thanks for at least making me work for it”, Christina grinned.

Candace turned her head away.

Christina leaves the Squeeze League apartment with another impressive win to add to her record.