A real life Mirror Match!? Momoka Shinokawa vs. Rosie Xu

"Nnnnghhh...!" Momoka groaned as Rosie's elbows, dug into her sides, causing her grip on the girl's hair to weaken. Losing control of the situation, Momoka attempted to stand up, still holding onto her double's hair and trying to drag her up as well.

She managed to loosen up Momoka's hold on her hair... which only caused her to tug up even harder, forcing her onto her feet with a pained yelp, letting go of her wrists. "L-let go!" Rosie cried out, still trying to get Momoka's hands out of her hair without much success, just slapping away at the doppelganger's forearms, hardly better than nothing.

Momoka grunted and growled a bit as Rosie slapped at her arms, but she continued to pull the girl's hair until she was standing upright. "Shut up already!:

Subconsciously resorting to her usual tactics, Momoka released her doppleganger's hair and instead tried to send a hard backhanded slap across the girl's chest!

Momoka's backhand rang loud against her chest. There wasn't much to cushion the blow. Rosie stumbled back a few steps, the smack ringing through her body. Clutching her chest, Rosie glared at her mean counterpart. "Guess it's too late to ask to play nice...?" She said meekly.

Taking a deep breath, Rosie would break into a sudden run, arm extended to crash against Momoka's chest. For whatever reason, she wanted to feel if Momoka was as flat as she was!

Smacking Rosie across the chest certainly gave Momoka some satisfaction, reinforcing, in her mind at least, that she had the bigger boobs. Smirking, she slowly began to approach her clone, raising her arm for another slap. "No chance." she replied smugly.

Or at least until Rosie sprung forward out of nowhere, crashing her arm into Momoka's tiny chest. Blasted right off her feet and down onto her back, the brattier of the two let out a sharp cry, clutching at her tiny tits in pain.

Momoka was down and it was Rosie's chance to act. She straddled onto Momoka's hips, a cheery expression on her face. She was about to smack Momoka in the face, but decided to have a bit more fun - this was a pretty unique opportunity, after all.

So she'd slide her hands across Momoka's chest, getting a better feel of the two tiny mounds. "Wow, you really are the same as me!"

Pinned down beneath Rosie, Momoka tried to squirm free until she felt two very invasive hands rubbing around her very underdeveloped chest. "W-W-WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" she screeched, her face now burning bright red.

"And I'm definitely b-bigger than you...!" Momoka shot back indignantly, very much offended by the remark. Angrily, her own hands shot up towards Rosie's tiny chest, but rather rubbing them, Momoka instead tried to latch onto the little mounds and pinch them as hard as she could!

Momoka's screeching, while very loud and obnoxious, also got some sympathy from Rosie. She'd been the brunt of more than a few flat jokes, so she knew how annoying it'd be for the pinned girl. "Mmm, of course you arRRGHH!!"

All that sympathy vanished when her angry hands clamped down on her own chest. She jolted on Momoka's waist, scrambling to get her chest away from those hands!

The angry Momoka clamped down on her doppleganger's small breasts as hard as she could, the irony of it completely lost on her at the moment, but of course as soon as Rosie pushed away they would slip right out her her grasp.

"N-not all cheery now, huh...!?" she grunted out, trying to push herself back to her feet.

Rosie freed herself of Momoka's hands, rolling away and back onto her feet, clutching her chest again. "You... W-what's wrong with you?!" Rosie demanded, keeping her distance for the moment, if only so that Momoka wouldn't do that to her chest again.