NHB Pudding Match (Sayuki vs Fallon)

The two girls continued to fight under the pudding as their legs kicked about and splashed more pudding as they 'rolled' away from the ladder. Sayuki would soon feel Fallon's arms wrap around her as they entered another bearhug duel, this time they were in a topless bearhug duel. The effects was more than just the squeezing pressure and the feeling of their breasts mashing against each other, now the breast mashing was amplified as now the breasts were free moving and constantly moving against each other and their nipples stabbing each other, making concentrating difficult.

Being rolled on the bottom as the two continued to fight in the pudding as Sayuki tried to roll over again, trying to poke her face out of the pudding for a short while to get a fresh breath of air as she dove back into the pudding as she squeezed back, forcing their nipples to stab into each other again as she let out a moan under pudding, causing bubbles to escape Sayuki's mouth.

The two continued to roll in the pudding as they got closer to the shallow edge, not like either of them could tell in the massive amounts of pudding while fighting each other as Sayuki would take a risk, loosening her bearhug to reach lower down to Fallon's bottoms as she would attempt to grab the bottom with both hands and yank upwards while reapplying the bearhug to try and get an edge over her opponent.

Fallon did manage to get her head up, and snuck a quick breath before she was dragged under again. Sayuki would roll the two of them over, and would once again claim the top position. She was probably trying to do the same thing that Fallon did, and get a quick breath before submerging again. Fallon would squeeze tighter, trying to drag Sayuki closer, mash their chests closer together, and pull the Japanese wrestler down as quickly as she could so that she might cut the girlâ€s breath short.

They kept on rolling, first one on top of the other, then the other claiming the better position. Their bearhugs were tight, and the battle between their breasts was brutal, as nipples stabbed into soft tit flesh and clashed against each other. That wasnâ€t all, and Fallon would squeal silently into the pudding as Sayuki pulled up on her bikini bottoms, giving her a hell of a messy wedgie. Fallon would kick her legs down to the bottom of the pool, and would then use them to try to push herself up to the surface, perhaps bringing Sayuki with her.

“Gaah! Damn it!” Fallon cried out, as she would try to slam Sayuki back against the shallow ledge, hoping to force her to let go of her bikini bottoms, and maybe even loosen her bearhug.

The punishment on their breasts was high as Sayuki and Fallon did not let up, squeezing every bit they had and more to punish the other as their nippiles stabbed into each other, it was a surprise they had bled yet (methophotically) as Sayuki could feel Fallon's body tense up as she pulled the bottoms of her opponent up as she inwardly smile, however it only spurred Fallon to stop their rolling in the pudding and breaking their deadlock as they breached the surface of the pudding, looking like one big blob monster with two heads as Fallon would force Sayuki back and cause her lower back to slam against the edge of the shallow pool.

"Gah!' Sayuki let out as she released the bottoms and her bearhug loosen, leaving her in a disadvantage. Luckily the pool itself was matted so the slam against the edge didn't hurt as much, but Fallon's squeezing made sure it did as Sayuki arched her head back and let out a scream of pain, "Ahhhh!" as she thought of a counter to place on Fallon. Every second count as the bearhug was not getting any softer and it was going to be difficult to reapply hers with the same force.

Thinking quick of a move that she herself wasn't too sure, but it was better than nothing, Sayuki would bring and arm up to wrap around Fallon's head and used her foot to try and push herself and Fallon off of the wall. If she could she would position Fallon's chin on her shoulders as she took a breathe as much as she could as she would hold Fallon's chin on her shoulder as she attempt to drop to her knees, hoping the force would snap back up to Fallon for a shoulder jawbreaker.

Fallon managed to press Sayuki up against the ledge. Between the thickness of the pudding and the mats which padded the entire pool, the push itself was not really going to inflict that much pain on Sayuki. But it did manage to loosen Sayukiâ€s bearhug, and, in response, Fallon would begin squeezing as hard as she could, looking to pile on the pain with her bearhug to force another submission out of Sayuki.

“Thatâ€s it!” Fallon would grunt, her arms crushing Sayuki in their grasp, hands locked together as her breasts would gain a slight advantage over Sayukiâ€s, flattening them in their pudding-covered embrace a little better than they were getting flattened.

Sayuki pushed off from the ledge, wrapping her arms around Fallonâ€s head and forcing them back towards the center of the pool. This, now, was uncomfortable for Fallon, and it was about to get worse, as Sayuki would drop to her knees and hit Fallon with a painful jawbreaker. The pudding deadened much of the force, but Fallon would still flop down into the pudding, disappearing for a second once again before breaking back above the surface. “Ugh! Ah!” she spluttered, panting as she tried to steady her breath. She would glare at Sayuki, their heads about level, just barely above the pudding as they were both on their knees.

Sayuki gasped for air after she managed to free herself from Fallon's bearhug and just in time too as she felt Fallon beginning to pick up traction for real damage in the bearhug as Fallon's breasts were about to over take Sayuki's. However luckily her jawbreaker managed to save Sayuki from that as she sat on her knees, cradling her breasts from underneath the pudding as they did take a massive beating.

The rest however was not meant to last as Fallon rose out of the pudding again, with just her head as much like Sayuki was on just her knees. Glaring back at her opponent as the action would not slow down, Sayuki wouldsteady her breathing as she would then knee walk closer to Fallon and didn't launch an attack, but rather would just shove her breasts into Fallon's underneath the pudding as she tried to intimidate her opponent.

"Think you got what it takes to be a real wrestler pig?" Sayuki hissed out between her breasts, pushing her nude chest against Fallon as although she was resting slightly did not pass up on a chance to antagonize her opponent. Which was a strange sight to the audience, besides the fact no one knew which of the two was which, as it just looked like two bobbing heads in pudding.

Fallon took some deep breaths, getting her breathing back under control after that intense burst of back and forth action. As Sayuki knee-walked towards her, Fallon would knee-walk forwards as well, meeting her opponent about halfway between them, pressing her breasts against Sayukiâ€s challengingly, their nipples poking into each other as both pairs of tits compressed slightly. While the audience wasnâ€t able to see much of them, Sayuki and Fallon both knew what the score was. Fallon refused to be intimidated by her obviously inferior opponent.

“Think? I know! Iâ€ve been wrestling for real this entire night, kicking your dumb butt all around this pool. Youâ€ve got the taste of butterscotch still in your mouth to prove it!” Fallon would retort, as she would slowly stand up, putting her hands out to offer Sayuki another lockup. “Do you want to see just how much better I am? How about a test of strength?”

Meeting the unyielding Fallon in the pudding as they press breasts against each other, pressing their two ample chests against each other underneath the pudding as Sayuki pushed back with her breasts. Nipples were stabbing into their opposites as Sayuki scoffed at her opponent's words, "And you have chocolate in your mouth, what's your point!?" she shouted back shoving her breasts for emphasis into her opponent's.

As Fallon would rise to her feet, so did Sayuki as neither of them broke their battling tits apart as they stood in the pudding, breasts surfacing and revealed their battle for dominance to the crowd as Fallon rose her arms out of the pudding and suggested a test of stregth, Sayuki sneered as she brought hers up, "Bring it on bitch!" she hissed as she wasn't going to back down from another scene of superiority as she brought her hands to try and lock her fingers with her opponent.

“The jokeâ€s on you,” Fallon would say, as she would shove her breasts harder against Sayukiâ€s, trying to force the Japanese girl backwards as their nipples dueled against each other, with neither wrestler succeeding in doing anything but flattening their breasts against the otherâ€s. “I actually love the taste of chocolate! Ha!”

The two wrestlers both stood at once, their tits rising up out of the pudding, dripping with the sticky vanilla pudding as they slowly crushed against each other. “Ugh…you really have an obsession with trying to beat my boobs, donâ€t you? This isnâ€t going to end well for you, Sayuki…” Fallon would smirk as her Japanese opponent accepted her challenge of a test of strength, their fingers locking together, as they would continue to push against each other. Fallon would rather quickly escalate the test of strength, trying to force Sayuki back over the ledge and into the shallow part of the pudding pool once again.

"Mmmmm!" Sayuki moaned as their breasts fought against each other as Fallon pushed into her as their fingers locked. "Uh....You wish, you're the only one I want to beat, and you're the one with obsession with breasts, but I am going to finish this!" Sayuki shouted back as she pushed in return, further forcing their breasts together.

The test of strength soon became more than just about their breasts as Fallon began pushing with all of her body as she pushed Sayuki back. Grunting Sayuki couldn't regain her steps back as she got worried Fallon began pushing her back to the edge, however half way she plotted a scheme as she allowed Fallon to push her back. Looking over the shoulder, Sayuki judge how much more steps to take back as she would attempt to act her plan.

When they were around 5 steps away, Sayuki would take a deep breath as she would fall back, pulling on Fallon's hands to try and force the Californian to crash against wall instead of her. Hoping the blow would stagger Fallon long enough for Sayuki to get to her feet and take advantage of of a stunned Fallon.

“Puh,” Fallon scoffed contemptuously, as Sayuki tried to tell her that she was the one who was obsessed with titfight, and with proving her breasts to be superior. “Youâ€ve got some sort of boob complex or something, and that makes you, like, really weird about proving your boobs better. Thatâ€s what I think. I can tell you for sure that I have no such obsession with my boobs. I love them, but not in a crazy way.”

Her obsession was, of course, with her belly. She didnâ€t have much opportunity to indulge in her fetish in this match, but then, she didnâ€t need to indulge in her belly fetishism to feel good. She would feel just fine and dandy so long as she beat Sayuki.

They began pushing against each other, the fronts of their topless bodies crushed against each other. Pudding oozed between them, making loud squelching noises as the pushing squeezed it out of the many nooks and crannies of their lovely forms. Fallon slowly began to gain an advantage, pushing Sayuki back, little by little, towards the shallow ledge. She smirked, but before she could force Sayuki up against the ledge, the other wrestler turned them around, using Fallonâ€s momentum to throw her into the ledge. “Guwaah!” Fallon yelped, very momentarily stunned.