Backstage Brawl ~Bunny Bomber vs. Isabella Snow~

Bunny lied on the table, rubbing at her back. That had hurt, dammit. She couldn't believe that she had let Isabella get the better of her like that. She rolled back onto her back, her massive breasts heaving up and down as she took a couple of labored breaths. She was going to pay Isabella back for that. She just needed a couple moments to shake off the pain from the impact of hitting the table.

Sadly for her, she wasn't going to get a couple moments. As she rolled onto her back and looked upward, Isabella's form loomed into view. "Shit..." Bunny muttered under her breath, realizing what a bad position she was in. She started to sit up, trying to hurry into a better position to face her enemy on better terms, but before she could do so, Isabella had reaching down, grabbing her by the white t-shirt.

"N-no!" Bunny screamed out, grabbing for Isabella's wrists. She was going to try and jerk the woman's hands away, but it was too late. Just as she reached for her, Isabella yanked hard, ripping the front of Bunny's shirt open straight down the middle. The moment she did so, Bunny's chest came pillowing outwards, wrapped up still in a light pink colored bra. A tinge of red crossed Bunny's cheeks at the feeling, as she realized that every camera in the room was turning straight towards her.

Her legs were still a little shaky from her prolonged stay inside the sleeper hold Bunny had put her in, but this was simply too great of an opportunity for her to let pass just because her body wanted to recover. Forcing herself to fight through it Isabella pushed herself up onto her feet, a wicked smile on her lips as she gazed upon the fallen Bunny, thinking of everything she wanted to do to the woman for thinking she could humiliate the Northern Queen.

Reaching down she got a solid grip on the strawberry tainted shirt of her new rival's and with a hard pull she ripped it right down the middle, tearing it open and letting the model's somewhat large breasts spill out for everyone to enjoy. The cameras began to go off rapidly and every video camera she had a feeling was zoomed in on the woman's chest, though she couldn't help but frown a bit as the woman had worn a bra to breakfast this morning. "What, afraid your tits are going to sag more than they already do?" She said tauntingly even as she leaned down to try and force Bunny into a fiery kiss, her hands moving to the woman's breasts in the hopes of tearing that ridiculous bra off of the woman.

Bunny frowned, starting to push herself up into a sitting position. "You bitch..." She snarled at Isabella, glaring at her as she began to push herself up into a sitting position. "You're going to pay for this..." Her blush had already began to fade, her face instead turning the red of anger, not of embarassment. She opened her mouth to say something else, but then Isabella had leaned in towards her, pressing right up against her for a kiss.

Bunny's eyes went wide, surprised by the sudden action. She blinked in confusion, wondering why Isabella was trying to kiss her, but then the white-haired woman's hands went to her bra, she knew what was up. She wasn't stupid, after all. Quickly, her own hands shot up, grabbing Isabella by her wrists as she began to kiss the woman back. She wasn't going to just sit there and let that bitch rip her top off. If Isabella wanted to expose her to the cameras, she would have to fight tooth and nail for it!

Bunny pulled on her wrists, trying to get Isabella's hands away from her top, while at the same time she kissed her back, forcing her tongue past Isabella's lips and into her mouth. She was hoping to catch the woman off-guard, hoping to distract her by the sudden passion of her returned kiss, in hopes of getting her mind off of her chest, distracting her and keeping her from being able to take off the bra.

Bunny had quite the foul mouth on her Isabella thought to herself as she leaned down to force the unwilling model into a kiss, though she a feeling that despite what the woman might tell herself Bunny was secretly loving the passionate embrace, it was only natural considering how gorgeous Isabella knew herself to be. While she had the woman's mind on the kiss Isabella ran her hands down to the model's inviting breasts intent on relieving Bunny of her no doubt sticky bra, but her eyes would narrow as the woman caught onto what she had planned and intercepted her hands by grabbing Isabella's wrists.

Her arms would shake lightly as she struggled to overpower the self proclaimed model, though as much as she prided herself on strength Bunny was matching her for the moment, something that annoyed Isabella even more than she already had been. She could feel Bunny trying to pull her hands further away from the woman's mounds but Isabella wasn't having any of that, fighting the model to a standstill though even as she did so Isabella began to think a new strategy was needed, though she wasn't going to try and use the kiss to distract Bunny any longer since that was working about as well on the model as it was on her.

"You really shouldn't resist so much, its only going to make this worse for you." Isabella shouted out loud enough for all to hear after she leaned her head back to break the kiss, but she wouldn't leave Bunny without something to kiss for long as Isabella would lean forward bringing her breasts directly over the model's face, pressing down to smother the woman with her chocolate covered mounds. Of course that would leave her mouth with nothing to do so Isabella would lean her head down, taking the edge of the bra between her teeth as she would try tearing the woman's bra off instead.

If Isabella thought Bunny was loving this embrace, she was incredibly wrong. The model was only holding the kiss as a way of trying to keep the white-haired woman distracted. When Isabella finally broke the kiss, Bunny breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to spit quickly to the side.

"Yuck! Blech!" She cried out. "You taste like shit, you whore! Where have you had those disgusting lips of yours, huh?" Before she could continue insulting Isabella though, down came her breasts in a sudden motion, covering over Bunny's face. The model started to cry out, a muffled sound, kicking her legs angrily as she reached up, trying to push Isabella right off of herself. Of course, as she did so, Isabella would be able to snatch her bra in her teeth without the pink-haired woman realizing it, and as hard as she was trying to shove Isabella off of herself, the bra would start to strain and weaken from the pulling...

"She is so full of shit, letting her kiss any part of me is too much of a kindness for the likes of her." Isabella thought to herself, wanting to say those words to the model but with her teeth gripping the woman's bra she didn't exactly have a way to speak them aloud. So she settled with the satisfaction of having her tits smothering Bunny's face, chuckling at the sound of the woman's muffled cries which she had no doubt were more profanities, but all that accomplished for Bunny was to make Isabella grind her breasts down further upon the woman's face.

The sight of Bunny kicking her legs in desperation was an amusing one for Isabella but she didn't have much time to enjoy it, the self proclaimed model was not making it easy to stay on top of her and soon she found herself being pushed back away from the woman, but not without a consolation prize as she came away with the model's bra between her teeth. Taking the bra in her hands she would promptly display it like a trophy for the cameras, spinning it about before tossing it to one of the many people watching their fight. "There, at least you look somewhat presentable without anything covering your tits Bunny."

As Isabella drew back from Bunny, ripping her top off in the process, the model shot up to a sitting position, like a lightning bolt. A shocked look came across her face, quickly raising her hands to cover herself as the many cameras in attendance focused completely on her, the videos recording and the photographic cameras snapping left and right. She only remained in shock for a moment, though, for as Isabella went to turn away and spin her bra towards the crowd, Bunny slipped off of the table and onto her feet. Letting her brief embarrassment slip away, it was soon replaced by anger, by rage towards the white-haired bitch she was facing off with.

By the time Isabella had turned back towards her, opening her mouth to taunt her again, Bunny's face had turned a deep, bright red, purely from anger towards the woman. With a loud, shrill shout, she threw herself towards Isabella. Up came her fists, her boxing training taking over, the model firing off a quick series of jabs towards Isabella's face, hoping to catch the woman off of her guard with a few well-placed punches and hits.

The look on the so called model's face when Isabella tore away the last obstacle between her and exposing the cute little tits Bunny possessed nearly incapacitated the Northern Queen, Isabella just barely able to keep herself from bursting into hysterical laughter on the spot. Even so a tear or two fell from her eyes as she watched Bunny trying to cover herself, as if everyone there hadn't already taken a dozen pictures of her naked tits already, Isabella displaying the girl's captured bra for all to see before tossing it to the gathered crowd who attacked it like hungry wolves.

The words were barely out of her lips before Bunny, showing her true nature as a sore loser, rushed her with a flurry of quick jabs aimed directly towards Isabella's flawless face, no doubt trying to make herself feel prettier by attempting to disfigure the queen. Isabella dropped back to start with, the first blow landing across her right cheek while the next hit her in the forehead. But just as it always had in her youth, when she was clawing her way to the top of whatever dump orphanage she found herself in at the time, Isabella's instincts took over and the survivor and brawler came out, the white haired bombshell blocking the next few jabs while lunging after Bunny. Throwing a harsh elbow at the side of the model's head Isabella followed by reaching for the woman's hair so she could yank her head downward, face first right into her rising knee.

Bunny smirked smugly as her first hit made contact with Isabella's cheek. When the second one hit the woman's forehead, she felt elated. At this moment, nothing felt better to her then slamming her fists into the woman's face. Sweet, beautiful payback.

But unfortunately for Bunny, she was taken off-guard when Isabella rushed in towards her, blocking her remaining jabs. The elbow strike smashed right into the side of Bunny's head, knocking it to the side, then the white-haired woman would catch the model by her hair. With a loud shriek, Bunny's head was jerked down, her face smashed right into Isabella's knee. Her head bounced off, once against a groggy look crossing her face, as she let out a low, dull groan.

Isabella's little onslaught had certainly taken its toll upon both women, the blows she had taken head on starting to sting now that the adrenaline of the moment was beginning to wear off, but sweet little Bunny had taken the worst of it however. The woman was in a daze after both the elbow to the side of the head and the knee right to her face, leaving the so called model in a daze but still on her feet was Isabella had to admit to herself was fairly impressive as most others would be on the ground by now.

"Still on your feet after that? Keep this up and I might even have to compliment you innocent little Bunny." Isabella said in a mocking tone before turning to another of the cafeteria tables, picking up a plate of chocolate cake before rushing back towards Bunny to smash it right into her face.