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« Last post by Zord7542 on Today at 04:16:47 AM »
Ladies and Gentleman, we do have a real treat for you this evening. Our normally advertised color based brawl is substituted for one of materials.
Bringing forth first, our fighters out of the "Denim" door is a woman that stands 5'3, but don't let her height fool you. What she lacks in vertical size, she more than makes up for in horizontal as her massive chest strains even the tight fabric of the blue denim. Her high waisted whale tail styled bottoms showing off her pale legs and full ass as she gives a twirl. Out the back of her mask os a blonde ponytail that bobs side to side as she bounces up and down, accenting her clevage as she goes.
And across from her? Don't be charmed by her beauty, after all this is a fight remember, is the Leather Clad fighter. Standing at the same height, the black clad woman would also be well endowed when it came to her chest region. The leather showcasing her slightly darker complexion as her black hair came out of the back of her mask. A slight x in the design of the mask, there would be no bouncing around for her. Just a blank stare as her full lips pursed inder the mask.
Taking the customary bet break, this one lasts longer as the men and women in the crowd would send catcalls to both fighters. The denim clad woman feeding far more into it than the leather, who just seemed ready for the fight.
As the bell rang both women rushed forward. Neither one holding back as both of them swung their fists at one another. Slamming into the chests of their opponent, both girls let out moans and groans as their large breasts struggled against the tight, durable material of their bras.
The denim clad woman was the first to break. Falling back and against the wall, she growned as the leather clad woman brought ther knee up and into the gut of her opponent. The denim bra nearly snapping free there as the denim clad woman coughed and groaned.
Taking a step back, it was clear that the leather clad woman was going to rush the denim. Leaping through the air, she went for a crossbody on the other woman. A angry, primal scream filling the air as the blonde woman jumped off to the side.
The leather clad woman would splat against the matted wall, sliding down its surface as the Denim clad woman smiled. Her hand coming up and smacking the ass of the black haired woman. The tight black leather enhancing the sound of the smack as the crowd cheered. The black haired woman's back arching as the denim clad woman grabbed her hair and pulled it back and towards her.
Straddling the leather clad woman's back. The denim clad woman would wrap her arm around the throat of the struggling girl and death rolled like a gator.
Legs kicked as both women struggled, one struggling to choke the life out of the other as her legs went around the Leather woman's midsection.
It seemed that the match was in hand when the denim clad woman finally got the leather in the same postion that the Green Masked woman lost the last fight. Legs grapevined, with her arm around the throat of the black masked woman.
Thats when the leather mask snapped into action. Her elbows firing back and into the other woman's midsection, the teeth of the denim clad woman became clear to the crowd as she hung on for dear life. Eventually needing to break the hold as the leather clad woman leapt free.
Coughing and choking. The leather woman grabbed the ankles of the Denim clad woman. Folding her back so that all her weight was on her shoulders, the Denim clad woman's arms waved violently as the pit saw what was happening.
The massive bust of the blonde was being used against her, her own breasts having fallen back and covering her face as the leather woman held her ankles back and down. The black masked woman slapping the damp crotch of the denim bikini as she started agressively rubbing it.
The denim woman moaned. But the fight was over. The waving of her arms slowed as the damp patch between her legs grew larger and larger, finally she stopped moving as the referee called for the bell.
The leather woman shoved the denim woman's legs forward. Sitting behind the blue masked woman's head, she pulled the blondes head into her lap. Roughly tearing the mask to reveal...
Sydney Sweeney!
The black clad woman would scoff at the sleeping woman. Pulling her exposed face into the leather woman's bikini clad chest. The crowd would cheer in celebratory confusion as the leather clad woman undid her bra. Naked bare breasts coming out, she forced her nipple into the mouth of the sleeping Sweeney's mouth. "I'm your momma bitch!" The leather woman said spitting down on the face of Sydney before dropping her down and leaving her there.
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