Tsukasa vs Kelly Flowers

Having been in a few bed wrestling matches herself, Tsukasa had been in a few rough ones such as this, but she still wasn't prepared for how much it hurt to get a wedgie as her face showed it. "Di..nyaaaa!...Dirty bitch!" Tsukasa screamed as she pulled harder on Kelly's panties as she heard the sound of her elastic of her panties starting to pop, encouraging her to do the same to Kelly, but would soon opt out as she would have enough of the panties wedgie, letting go of Kelly as she tried to get some distance between her and the Canadian.

"Owowow...cunt!"
she spat out while wishing her blood would instantly vanish from out of her bottom and seek a temporary refuge in any, really other body part, but it didn't happen. Then Tsukasa released her and brought some distance between them, Kelly happily accepting the truce that offered, rolling to the other side of the king sized bed, rubbing her hips where the elastic had cut her into flesh. Too bad that the real pain was one level more down, but how to rub there in a hentai match? Could have turned herself over voluntarily then, so it wasn't going to happen.
"What was that for? You want to put me in the hospital where I have to get a vagina transplant?"
she spat out, making a really stupid face after realizing what she said.

Tsukasa would roll back on the bed as she would pull her panties out of her pussy as it slacked off of her, partially revealing the top of her pussy. Rubbing her pussy from the pain of being wedgied as she pouted at her opponent. Sticking her tongue at her opponent after the accusation Tsukasa would say, "You deserved it!" she shouted, though gave no real answer to Kelly. After a quick recovery, she got to her knees and started to knee walk back to Kelly with the thought of their bras staying on for too long as she would try to reach out for Kelly's bra with intentions of stripping it from the poor singer.

Kelly was surprised to hear the answer of Tsukasa. She deserved it? But there was another thing that caught her attention, her opponent showed some more skin.
"What? What for? And look at you, who looks more slutty now?"
nobody on earth should be subjected to that kind of pain on a regular basis. But Tsukasa didn't have enough, she came in for the next round and looked like she would grab at her bra next while she had hit her panty so hard the her ass was showing through several holes in the fabrication. Was there something like a Bra wedgie? Kelly didn't know, and sure as hell wouldn't want to find out. As Tsukasa came at her on her knees, Kelly lunged at her, trying to tackle her down to escape from a possible bra wedgie. And to dish out some payback to her uncouth opponent by ripping at her bra!

"Sh-shut Queen of Sluts!" Tsukasa shouted as she made her way to Kelly, however the Canadian Singer had other ideas in mind as she tackled Tsukasa down to the bed as she pulled on her bra, causing Tsukasa to scream in pain as the fabric in her bra was being pulled into her back. With Kelly pulling on her bra, Tsukasa would reach around to the back of Kelly as she would grab the bra strap and pull it skywards, hoping that the front of Kelly's bra would cause discomfort to Kelly's breasts as she tried to unhook it.

However because of the tension she was creating by pulling on the bra made it nearly impossible for Tsukasa to unhook the bra, yet she continued to pull on it as long as Kelly pulled on her bra, not wanting to allow Kelly any kind of advantage over her as she continue to shout nasty remarks to Kelly, most being unintelligible expect for one, "Go back to singing horrible songs with your horrible voice!" She continue to spout at Kelly, though it continued to be out of spite rather than out right hate she had at Kelly, being lost in the heat of the match as her bra's fabric began to snap as her tits could be seen as the bra was being pulled.

After toppling Tsukasa and ripping at her bra, Kelly felt pretty tough. But after Tsukasa grabbed her own bra, she felt pretty stupid for getting exactly that what she had wanted to avoid, her bra wedgie.
"Mwaahhh!!! Let go of that, airy Panty!"
she yelled at her opponent who rambled under her, while her cute face grimaced and was gasping for air as her own bra pressed into her torso and pressed some air out of her. She ripped with full force at the bra of Tsukasa, a rare feature of Kelly who was more of a trickster than a mean heel.

And again, she insulted the lovely voice of Kelly! The Canadian was pretty sure that Tsukasa wasn't as mean as she did the whole time, or did she have a grudge with her she hadn't picked up? Not even Cougra, who had really hurt her, was so mischievous all the time! But she just would ask her that later. After she had ripped of her bra and made her cum in the sluttiest way she could imagine!
"You pay...for that later...naked!"

Tsukasa would pull and pull on the bra with all of her might as she felt the bra ripping under the tension and sure enough she managed to rip off Kelly's bra, abandoning her initial idea of unhooking it after Kelly ripped her bra right off of her chest. Now with both girls topless, Tsukasa would look up with angry eyes at Kelly as she swore to make Tsukasa cum, "Not if...you cum....first!" She shouted as she would plant her hands into Kelly's breasts and would try to shove her off. If she managed to do so, she would try to get to her knees to try and launch another insult at Kelly, "You must be...so ashamed with your rack...when compared to mine!" she said as she gave her own breasts a feel to show off how much bigger they were compared to Kelly's.

The Canadian was really relieved as her bra went off, even at the danger of being topless now and gave room again. That seemed to become the standard, and Kelly was pissed at her own cowardly attitude lately, but her bust told her very clearly that they would be better off without her bra. And her bust seemingly hummed warmly as it was challenged by the bratty girl!
"Just being hanged like a cow makes no good breast! Yours have only been fed with rice and raw fish. My lady-killers were fed with the best corn and meat. Quality, Baby! Think in quality!"
she proclaimed proudly, presenting her breasts proudly to the world and more importantly, to Tsukasa.

"Ha! You say that now but my tits can flatten yours! Made in Japan bitch!" Tsukasa challenged as she continued to show off her rack, "You Canadians are only good for horrible singing and being frozen in ice!" Tsukasa hurled another insult, "Those things you call 'tits' are only good for for being sucked on, and even then I bet the milk tastes sour and gross!" she continued on as she knee walked towards Kelly in a challenging way, "How about we settle this with a little sumo, Flat Chest?" Tsukasa threw her gauntlet down, although she threw that title at Kelly, she knew that she wasn't that, but only called Kelly that due to her bust being smaller than hers and to further push the Canadian.

Kelly was speechless at the audacity of that bitchy girl for a moment until her head took the color of a tomato with anger, hanging from lobster red to vegetable red anger.
"You sure are fat enough for being a sumo chick, cow udders!"
Kelly replied, knowing better that it wasn't the case but wanting to pay back with the same coinage.
"And for your interest, I taste delicious! Just ask any of the girls whom I fought until now. Or yourself after the match. But don't get too used to it, it's for gourmets only and I let you take a sip because AFW pays me to do so..."
she shot back, eagerly rushing in to meet Tsukasa in her sumo match. She had only a bare understanding of sumo, but pressing the breast together couldn't be so complicated? Or could it?