Best Breast Challenge Ambush: Mazzie Vs. Rachael

Best Breast Challenge! Match

Fighters must use their breasts the majority of the fight. Titfight Sensual or otherwise are encouraged. All attacks not including the breast must be directed AT the breasts or involve the breasts in some manner. Attacks made specifically with the breasts may be directed towards any part of the body.

Winning Condition: When a wrestler makes her opponent submit, declaring that her breasts are superior by the submitting wrestler.

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Mazzie had found her way to a nice park in the waning hours of a beautiful afternoon in Tokyo. She had decided to take a nice jog and was currently reaping the rewards of her most favorite type of excise. The reason it was her favorite was because it not only gave her a nice workout, it showed off her most prized possessions, her tits. And today she was definitely the star of the show. Everywhere she ran, all heads were turned to look at her huge bouncing tits. They especially would because aside from her track pants, she was wearing a very low cut tank top and no bra, causing her big orbs to threaten to dislodge at any moment. It was glorious to Mazzie and even when it began to sprinkle, that only made Mazzie feel better. As her white tank top became washed in a gentle dampness and shown off her hard nipples tot he onlookers now.

Unfortunately the gentle drizzle turned into quite a heavy downpour and Mazzie reluctantly had to take refuge. She had stashed her bag in a nice little location under a bridge and was now resting there until the rain subsided. But the clouds looked dark and there seemed to no end to it. She hoped that she didn't have to wait for too long. The thought of walking through the rain at night displeased her greatly. Still, she took the opportunity to run her hair through the rain that poured like a shower off edge of the bridge she was under and let it run through her short golden locks. She also pushed her chest out and let her tits get washed down too. She'd brought a pair of proper clothes so she had no mind letting her tits get soaked.

In fact, it felt pretty good. It was just a shame there was no one left int he park to scope out how hot her tits looked all rain soaked and hard from the cool rain.

It had so far been quite the boring day for Rachael Tousen, a recent addition to the AFW roster who had come to Japan looking for the excitement the league's sexually charged matches could provide her. Unfortunately for the red head no matches had been scheduled for her thus far and she was beginning to grow impatient, deciding it would be amusing to go out and see just how many men and women fell in love with her at first sight. She came to the park dressed in rather provocative clothing as usual, wearing a tight pair of shorts along with a tight shirt which hugged her curvy form unbelievably tightly giving everyone who walked by a good look at her assets.

Rachael was feeling quite pleased with herself as yet another man stopped in mid run to stare at her, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she just basked in his lustful gaze laughing at the fact that he would never have her. Her fun was interrupted however as the man began to look past her, Rachael turning her head in a hurry to see just what could possibly distract someone from her, and the woman she saw turned her usual flirtatious smirk into a scowl. The self proclaimed owner of the best breasts in the world was less then a dozen feet away from her and taking the looks that were rightfully hers, but this worked out in the end for her as Rachael had wanted to get her hands on Mazzie since she arrived and now she had her chance. Rachael watched as the woman kept on jogging away just as the rain began to fall.

Rachael let the girl get a good deal ahead before she took after her, not caring that her tits were bouncing wildly as she kept up with the pace of Mazzie. As the woman ducked underneath the bridge Rachael took a look around, noticing that everyone else had left the park already as unlike her they seemed to mind getting wet. With water drenching her shirt to the point of it being skin tight and her wavy red hair becoming straight from the weight of the water Rachael decided to take cover as well, the same as Mazzie, approaching from the other side of the bridge so that Mazzie wouldn't see her coming. Of course she would hear her once she got close enough and whenever the woman turned to face her Rachael would cross her arms right under her breasts and grin at the woman. "So I finally caught up to you Mazzie, I've been hoping to run into you and it seems the weather has worked in my favor."

Mazzie stepped back in under the bridge and pulled up her shirt and rang some water out of it. She let go and it clung back tightly to her aching tits. She let out a sigh and ran her fingers through her wet hair before she turned around just in time to see Rachael. She was a little startled by the presence of another woman but her eyes drifted instantly to the girl who held up her huge tits with her arms, displaying them proudly to the best breast queen.

"I would ask who the fuck you are." Mazzie said indignantly as she put a smirk on her face. "But I'm pretty sure you're just another small titted bitch who wants her the privilege of having her udders crushed by the best. There's no other reason you'd show your face here." Mazzie then rolled her shoulders back and puffed her chest out proudly, lifting her bespectacled head and eying Rachael coldly.

It was amusing to see Mazzie so startled by her sudden appearance, taking it as a sign of fear from the woman who had let herself get bested by a common pair of DD's. She ignored how wet her clothing was as for what she planned to do she wouldn't need them, taking a few steps closer to Mazzie with her breasts out on display for the woman to see, not that they were hard to miss. "Who am I?" She responded to the woman's petty insults with a bout of mocking laughter, almost doubling over in hysterics before she wiped the tears from her eyes and placed her hands upon her hips.

"I'm the woman who will be stomping on those saggy things you call tits when I'm done with you Mazzie, though you can scream out Rachael when I make you beg for me to stop." Rachael replied with a wicked grin on her lips, eying the woman's bloated chest with disdain as she took yet another step closer so that she was only five or so feet away. The sound of the rain was only growing louder as it continued to worsen, a lamp at the top of the bridge tunnel providing light as the clouds had blocked out the sun for the most part.

Mazzie narrowed her eyes at Rachael's laughter. She had met and destroyed a thousand bitches as cocky as this girl. Many of them had bigger tits than even Mazzie. She certainly wasn't scared. In fact, it was the reason she always came prepared. "Heh. I told you I didn't care. Like I need to know the name of someone who will be begging for mercy soon. Mazzie lifted her hand up and took off her glasses. "You know who I am. You know the rules. Let's just get this started." Mazzie took a step back away from Rachael. "Lucky you, I came prepared."

Mazzie turned and went to her small duffel back and rummaged through it. She then pulled out a small device and held it up. "Just to make sure that everyone knows who has the best tits." She said and waved a tape recorder in front of her and tossed it to Rachael. "Say it. Say you challenge me officially. Say it into that. And then, after I've crushed you, you'll say my tits are the best again."

While Rachael formerly challenged Mazzie, the girl pulled off her we track pants and then peeled off her tank top leaving her in nothing but her panties and baring her huge tits to Rachael. She then reached into her duffel bag once more and pulled out a bottle of oil as well. She puffed out her chest and squeezed the liquid all over her tits, giving Rachael quite a show as she rubbed herself down and passed the bottle over to Rachael, exchanging the tape recorder with her when she was finished.

It didn't matter how arrogant Mazzie sounded Rachael was confident this woman was about meet her end as best breast champion, she had bested her fair share of women herself and was not about lose after coming all this way to take Mazzie down. She hadn't come prepared for the challenge but wasn't worried about it in the slightest, but it seemed Mazzie was as she went into her bag and pulled out to her surprise a tape recorder, Rachael raising an eyebrow as the woman explained what she wanted. This was just perfect for her, now she could knock Mazzie off her throne and show everyone just what a little bitch she was.

"I, Rachael Tousen, challenge Mazzie to a best breasts challenge! Enjoy seeing her tits crushed." Rachael said after turning on the camera and holding it out in front of her, making sure to get a shot of her tits before placing it on top of a nearby bench. She began to strip her dripping wet clothes from her skin, first pulling her shirt up over her head and tossing it off to the side. Posing for a moment with her breasts held in her hands Rachael would then pull off her shorts and show off her black lace panties for the camera. "There, that should be good enough for you bitch!"

Rachael laughed as she traded the camera for the oil, gazing upon the nearly naked form of Mazzie all oiled up like that. Following her lead Rachael squeezed out a nice bit of the oil over her breasts, taking her time in rubbing it in until her tits glistened in the light of the lamp above them, tossing the oil back to Mazzie once she was done. "There, you have your challenge on tape, ready to have your tits destroyed my little slut Mazzie?"

Mazzie took the camera and showed off her own tits, letting them bounce as she smirked at the lens. "Challenge accepted!" She said gleefully into the microphone and then walked and set the camera up so it could catch at least some of the action. More importantly, it would capture Rachael saying that Mazzie's tits were the best.

When she was satisfied with the positioning of the camera, Mazzie turned and looked at Rachael, crouching and ready to engage. "Ready, bitch? Let's hurry up and slap those tits off!" She barked as she rushed forward and turned her torso, looking to start off the fight by swinging her tits like a baseball bar hard into Rachael's, turning her torso at the last second and sendingher tits heaving at Rachael's pair like wrecking balls.

Rachael stood back with her arms crossed right beneath her tits, displaying them for the girl as Mazzie set the camera up where it could catch part of the action. That was fine by her of course since it meant she would have visual proof that Mazzie had succumbed to her tits and declared Rachael the winner. She laughed at the girl's little threat, getting into less of a wrestling stance and more of a brawling one as she waited for Mazzie to shut up and come at her.

"Slap my tits off, is that really the best you could come up with? Perhaps after I humiliate you Mazzie you'll have some time to work on your threats." Rachael shot back with an arrogant smirk on her lips and her eyes narrowed, dashing at Mazzie the moment the other girl came at her. Focused on attacking the girl's saggy breasts Rachael ran right into her swinging tits, wincing as those wrecking balls smashed into her orbs, knocking Rachael off balance with the amount of force behind. The red head just kept charging forward but with her body turned sideways by Mazzie's attack Rachael leaped forward with a shoulder tackle aimed right at those giant breasts of hers.

Mazzie only growled out at Rachael's retort. She didn't need to say anything more, she would let her tits do the talking. It seemed too, as their bodies impacted for the first time, that they were yelling quite loudly too. She could feel her bigger tits bulldoze into Rachael's pair and knock them and the girl they were attached to off balance.

Mazzie made to press her advantage as Rachael was turned by her breast slap but the girl lowered her shoulder and Mazzie felt the nub of her shoulder press into her tits. The blonde growled out as she felt the pressure and threw out her hands. She hoped to grab Rachael's hair and yank the girl's head up so she could smother the cocky girl with her tits and make her feel what it was really like to get enveloped by a superior pair of breasts.

Rachael cried out in victory as her shoulder crashed into Mazzie's over inflated tits, feeling them deform beneath the weight of her blow, putting a wide grin on her lips. Like Mazzie she was done with talking for the moment as she wanted to jump right into crushing this saggy chested cow, she was going to leave her face down in the dirt and her tits deflated for all the world to see, only then would she accept this cow's submission.

"Owww!" Rachael yelped as Mazzie took two handfuls of her long red hair and gave a hard pull upwards, her hair feeling like it was about to be ripped from her head as her own hands shot up to grab Mazzie's hands to try and relieve some of the pressure. Mazzie would hear Rachael's muffled cries of protest as she was forced to get an up close look at the woman's beach ball like orbs, letting go of her hair to first push against Mazzie's tits, but soon she changed tactics and tried to cup the girl's tits instead so that she could dig her nails into those ugly things.