Best Breast Challenge! Mazzie Lashley Vs. Kyoko Hishikawa

Mazzie instantly clutched her tits as soon as she felt the sweet release from Kyoko. Her precious nipples burned like they were being dipped in fire. But despite that, she knew she had the edge now. She had a fire and determination she knew Kyoko couldn't match. She'd shrugged Kyoko off to help ease her own pain but looked back at the girl. "Fuck you." She'd spit. and turn towards Kyoko. She would then try and mount the girl and if she could, she'd then try and pin her arms down, so that her tits swayed just barely over Kyoko's bruised tits. "I'll finish you bitch." She would say and then try and line up their nipples. Even with her punishment, Mazzie knew shew could power through Kyoko's dagger like nipples. If she could get this far, she'd aim her tits up and slowly begin to press them downward, fresh tears rolling from her eyes at the new pain she was inflicting on herself. "F-fuck!" She growl trying to fight back the pain. But it would be worth it if she could slowly begin to grind her breasts down on Kyoko's.

Kyoko laid on her back twitching in pain. She raise her hands thinking for a moment in caressing her tits, but she didn't dare to touch them. They swell, sore, bruised and stinging. Kyoko knew that any kind of touch would only make them hurt more. The Japanese fighter was soaked in sweat and breathe heavily, making her chest expand and her huge jugs spill to the sides forming a wide valley between them. She knew she was in big trouble and with a moan of agony she tried to roll away, but her body didn't seem to respond.

"Uffffff" Kyoko whimpered as she felt Mazzie's round butt and crotch sit on her belly, crushing her breathe and making the poor Kyoko blow a lot of air. Kyolo tried to bring her hands up to protect her massive tits, but that only helped the blonde fighter to grab her wrists and pin Kyoko's hands besides her hear. Kyoko's tearfull eyes opened wide as she looked at Mazzie in a mix of fear and hate. She got her, Kyoko knew she was trapped. Kyoko shook her body weakly, but it quickly became evident she was helpless. Kyoko's face turned deep red and she felt so humiliated, hearing how Mazzie threatened to destroy her tits... Her pride. And she was going to do it in front of a live crowd!

"No no... Get off me" Kyoko almost begged, but there was no way to stop the busty Canadian. Soon Kyoko's whimpers turned into screams as she felt Mazzie's nipples pressing against her own. Two streams of tears formed in Kyoko's cheeks. The brunette knew this position very well. She had have a lot of girls pinned like this before, but this was the first time she felt what it was to be on bottom. Kyoko had never felt tits as powerful as those of Mazzie. They were destroying her girls. It hurted so much and Kyoke felt so embarrased, humbled...and also strangely aroused despite the pain. The idea that her own tits may not be the best tried to sneak into Kyoko's brain, but the young Japanese fighter shook her head and growled. She shrugged her shoulders, pushing her breast back into Mazzie, gritting her teeth, Kyoko's face turned into a reflection of Mazzie's own determination.

"I...will...not...be...beat" Kyoko uttered thru clenched teeth. But from this position there was nothing she could do but to take the punishment. Kyoko tried to ignore the growing wetness between her legs and how swolled her pussy seem to be against her tiny shorts, and planted her feet on the canvas. Pushing with the legs, Kyoko tried to lift her hips, to form a bridge with her body, hoping she could buck off ther blonde rival.

despite the tears that rolled down Mazzie's face, the woman wore a sadistic grin as she ground Kyoko's tits into dust. She felt so exhilarated and triumphant as she conquered the bigger tits with every thing she had. It was worth the pain. But it wasn't over yet. She hadn't won yet. When she heard Kyoko almost beg, Mazzie sneered. "Not until you say my tits are the best." She spat.

Amzzie was feeling confident enought o be surprised when she suddenly felt Kyoko's words. Her eyes widened and she looked down into Kyoko's eyes. It seemed as if the busty Japanese girl still had the same passion as Mazzie. Her heart pounded for a moment. With Tana, she was cocky and was caught off guard by a much more experienced fighter. But Kyoko seemed to be in near the same advantage as her. Mazzie had one more 'professional' fight under her belt but it was a loss. The two seemed more alike that her and Tana ever were. She knew she had to crush this girl and her resolve was strengthened. But as she was preparing to inflict more damage, Mazzie felt Kyoko buck. She teetered on her position on the girl's stomach. She'd fall off if Kyoko kept it up. But Mazzie wanted to finish things. She knew that she'd have to take a risk and she did. She released her grip on Kyoko's arms and decided to sink them into Kyoko's tits, hoping to dig her sharp claws into them and tear what was left of the Japanese girl's resolve.

Kyoko had never been hurt this bad. She knew she was losing and it was a completely new sensation for her. In all her fights previous to this she had dominated and utterly crushed the other girl. But this time it was her who was getting crushed. The pain in her tits was something completely new too. She had been hurt before, but not this bad. The fact that someone could be dstroying her tits made her so desperate and furious. And the fact that this was happening on her first 'professional' match in front of a live crowd and televised was making Kyoko feel a level of humiliation she didn't thougth possible. And that's why she keep pushing up with her hips. Despite the pain in her spine, that was nothing compared to what her tits were feeling. She was quickly getting exhausted, but she didn't wanted to give up. She was not going to say that Mazzie's tits were better because... It was just NOT true!

And the Kyoko felt how Mazzie's hand left her own and the blonde's claws started to dig on her tender orbs, quickly sinking deep to the glands bringinh a new high to the levels of pain Kyoko had felt. The poor Japanese's howls echoed throught the arena.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaghhhhhhh!" Kyoko wailed louder than ever in her life. Her face was brigth red and completely covered with a non-stop flow of tears. Her body spasmed as if a powerful electric current had been applied to her feet. She pushed her hips yo harder than ever as the agony spiked her flesh. And in that second she wanted to call it quits and surrender right there, but her mouth was choked with a scream. Desperate to make the pain stop, Kyoko's hands reached instictively for Mazzie's lovely blonde mane. Sinking her fingers deep to the roots, Kyoko then yanked hard to the left side, trying to get Mazzie off and to stop her torment anyway she could.

Mazzie grinned wickedly as Kyoko screamed. "Say it!" Say it Bitch!" She yelled viciously. "Say my tits are the best, you know they are!" But as Mazzie demanded her opponent's surrender, she felt her hair being pulled. she yelped in pain as she was tossed off and rolled to the side. She rubbed her head, but smirked. Kyoko had gone for Mazzie's hair, NOT her breasts. Mazzie knew it was a sign that the girl was desperate and very close to breaking. She tried to get to her knees and prepare herself. When Kyoko tried to stand up, Mazzie would pounce back at the busty Japanese girl.

Kyoko's desperate attempts served her well and soon the busty Canadian was off and away from her. But that just put Kyoko out of danger momentarily. The Japanese new that Mazzie was going to attack her again, and so she got on her knees and started to crawl back, away from the blonde, holding her big jugs with one arm to prevent them from bouncing as she moved. Her tits where so badly hurt that it hurt just to breathe. Kyoko just couldn't stop crying, not so much from the horrible pain now than from the humiliation. Her girls where getting destroyed. Part of her just wanted to give up. Her tits were nearly begging Kyoko to surrender, to admit Mazzie's jugs were better. But Kyoko's pride couldn't let her do it. That was just not at option. Kyoko kept crawling back, looking at Mazzie terrified and enraged...and a little bit impressed and...aroused, when she suddenly felt the ropes on her back. Kyoko would then grab the ropes and use them to get up, stumbling a little like drunk, ending with her back in the corner, when she saw Mazzie charging at her. Kyoko panicked and with all the little strength she got left she tried to move out of the way to avoid ending trapped in the corner...and have her breasts utterly crushed by Mazzie's charge.

Mazzie watched as Kyoko slowly stood up and backed away cautiously. "Bitch! Get back here!" She growled and charged after Kyoko. The adrenalin pumping through her fueled her aggressiveness. Like a predator stalking a prey, she wanted to go in for the final kill and really seal the deal against Kyoko. She reached out with her arms as Kyoko staggered up the ropes and hoped to catch her with her back turned. But Kyoko was surprisingly quick and Mazzie missed. She pushed her hands against the ropes to keep her own tits from being pressed against the turnbuckle, a mistake that could begin to turn the tide back in kyoko's favor but with her position braced, she turned her head enough to look back at Kyoko and aim a mule kick right into the buxom beauties big left breast.

Kyoko managed to slip out of the corner just in time. Her left shoulder hit Mazzie's left shoulder as the blonde passed and crashed on the corner, but luckily for the Japanese her tits didn't got another blow that in this situation coulkd have been final. Kyoko held on the ropes to avoid falling, panting heavy as she heard Mazzie groan from the hit. She was too hurt but she knew that this was her chance to turn the tide. So Kyoko pushed herself of the ropes and tried to reach her opponent before the blonde recovered. But Mazzie was far from over. The Canadian fighter turned her head and Kyoko knew it meant trouble as soon as her eyes meet with Mazzie's. And then the young Japanese girl felt a hard kick to her left tit. Mazzie's heel sunk deep into the fleshy orb making Kyoko wail in pain again. The Japanese stumbled backwards, doubling over and held her tits, her face twisted in a grimace of pure agony.

Mazzie looked down at Kyoko, grinning darkly. She would take a step forward and reach out to grab at Kyoko's hair to try and force her to look upward. "Say it. Say my tits are better and that you are an idiot for challenging me. Say it then apologize to my tits and kiss them. If you do that, I'll let you walk out of here." It was simple enough. But Mazzie knew she would never say it. She was counting on Kyoko not to be able to either. She didn't want to let the girl walk away. She wanted her to be defiant and she wanted to make Kyoko beg for mercy.

Kyoko couldn´t stay on her feet and she felt on her knees still holding her legs when Mazzie came and grabbed hold of her hair, yanking it up to expose the tear covered face of the Japanese fighter. Koko looked up in agony, clearly scared and incredibly humiliated. There she was in front of hundreds of people, and who knew how many more over satellite, on her knees in front of her opponent, being held by her hair like a bitch, her tits destroyed by a girl with smaller breasts...and a blonde on top of all. Just now Kyoko realized how much it annoyed her that Mazzie was blonde.

Kyoko´s eyes opened wide and she looked at Mazzie´s breasts... more like she admired them. Her mouth opened and her tongue came out and for one second Kyoko considered kissing those tits and surrender. She started to imagine how they will feel on her lips, how they will taste. She noticed them something that had been present since the start of the fight, the scent of her opponents tits, just that this time it was filling her nostrils and brains. Her body begged her to give up and admit defeat. But Kyoko was a very proud woman...and her pride just couldn´t let her surrender.

Kyoko looked at Mazzie´s eyes again and then she spit on the Canadian´s tits.

"fuck you!"