Kate Upton and Charlotte McKinney were already waiting in the arena when Holly Peers and Lucy Pinder emerged from the tunnel. The two blondes were in skimpy white bikinis, while Lucy and Holly were in black ones. The two British women strutted to the arena, with there massive breasts wobbling as they walked. Upton and McKinney notice them coming, and give them an arrogant smirk.
“Oh look, Charlotte, here come the two skanks that think they can beat our perfect tits!” Says Kate.
Charlotte laughs and says, “Too bad they’re mounds of soft girlflesh will have to submit to us today.”
The crowd roars in excitement at the upcoming clash of tits event as Holly and Lucy walk all the way up to Kate and Charlotte and stop right in front of them, with their hands on their hips. With her British accent, Lucy says, “Well, I think it’s time you two were taught some manners, what do you think Holly?”
Holly smiles and looks down at Kate’s cleavage before looking back up at Kate and saying, “I quite agree. I’ll take Upton if you don’t mind, I’ve always wanted to put her in her place.”
“Okay, I’ll take dumb blonde number two then.”
Kate and Holly face each other and Lucy moves to stand in front of Charlotte. Ready to humiliate the dumb blondes, Lucy slowly pulls off her bra and lets her breathtakingly gargantuan melons bounce free, smiling at the look of shock on Charlotte’s face. Lucy’s tits looked huge to begin with, but free from the soft material of her bra, they were absolutely enormous. The crowd went wild at the sight of them, and Charlotte, angry, ripped her bra off too, exposing her large mounds as well. Charlotte’s were pretty large as well, but the crowd clearly wasn’t as impressed, and there was a noticeable absence of cheers this time. Lucy gave Charlotte an arrogant look and said, “Aw, what a shame, I think they like my girls better!”
Charlotte whips her hair as she turns her head to Kate and says, “Fine! Let’s get the crowd back on our side! Show ‘em Kate!”
“With pleasure,” Says Upton, as she sexually removes her bra, letting her orbs breath. Already sweaty, they glisten in the light, and wobble as she shakes her chest for the crowd. The crowd’s excitement definitely rises again at the sight of the young model’s chest. Kate turns to Holly and says, “You’re going to be embarrassed when you wake up from the unconsciousness my tits are going to bring you to.”
“And your confidence is going to be the reason you feel even more humiliated when the weight of my melons crushes those little bumps you call tits.” Says Holly, as she too relieves herself of her bra, where her colossal tits wobble into view. Once again, the cheering for the British side of the tit fight is noticeable louder, and Kate and Charlotte cross their arms angrily.
“Those idiots out there may be impressed with your tits, but we know better. Ready Charlotte?”
“Hell yeah.” Says Charlotte, as she steps forward.
With the talking done, each pair of women faces their opponent and begins to press their chests together. Kate pushes her jugs into Holly’s tits, expecting them to give. To her surprise, they are firm and unrelenting. Holly smiles at the look of shock on Kate’s face. “That’s right, Kate, these are what powerful tits feel like!” And with that, Holly pushes back, and to her great pleasure, Kate’s tits give and easily flatten against them.
On the other side of the arena, Charlotte is facing the same dilemma. She too thought that her sweaty globes could take on the great Lucy Pinder’s massive chest, but she was wrong. Lucy was having her way with the woman, applying the full weight of her tits on the unfortunate Charlotte. Charlotte had started out confidently, thrusting her chest as hard as she could into Lucy’s tits, but they merely rolled off of them, slippery from the sweat. Lucy heaved her chest up and said, “My turn!” Before crashing her cans down on top of Charlotte’s chest with all her might, causing the blonde’s tits to smush against her, completely submitting to the much more impressive pair.
Back on the other side, Kate was now down on her knees, as Holly’s superior rack was pushing down on her chest with unforgiving weight.
“Oh my god, your tits are so heavy!” Gasps Kate.
“That they are, love. But you haven’t felt anything yet, wait until they’re pressing in against your face!”
With their tits still glued together, Kate looks up at Holly with pure fear in her eyes, and says, “No! Please, I can maybe admit that you can defeat my chest, but don’t put those massive orbs in my face!”
“Sorry Kate, but you need to be taught a lesson. What did your friend call out tits? ‘Mounds of soft girlflesh,’ was it? Well, my girlflesh will be the reason you can’t breath soon.”
The crowd suddenly has its attention drawn back to Charlotte and Lucy, after hearing the screams of dismay from the blonde. Charlotte too was down on her knees, and Lucy was absolutely smashing the blondes rack with her own mountainous jugs, heaving her chest up and down again and again, making the blondes tits bounce, smush, wobble, and flatten pathetically beneath the titan tits of the Brit. Each time Lucy brought her tits down, she would say a word.
“Your…” SMASH! “tits…” SMASH “are…” SMASH “nothing…” SMASH “compared…” SMASH “to…” SMASH “MINE!!!!” SMASH!!!!
With the last atomic tit bomb dropped, Lucy unleashed her full weight and power onto Charlotte, and the blondes sweaty, bruised, and deflated looking tits quaked beneath Lucy’s thunderous attack. Charlotte swayed on her knees for a second before falling onto her back, where she squirmed around dizzily on the ground, nearly unconscious, her once beloved chest destroyed and shaking.
“Don’t go to sleep yet, little girl, I want to have the pleasure of doing that to you myself!” Then Lucy looks over at Holly and says; “I thought this was supposed to be a competition…hurry up with that dumb blonde over there, so we can finish them together!”
Holly gives Lucy a smile and says, “Be with you in a sec.” And then she turns her eyes back to Kate with a wide grin on her face. “Hear that? The end is near!”
Without giving the spoiled blonde bitch a chance to reply, Holly starts to attack her tits from every direction, from above, below, and the sides. Just like Charlotte, Kate’s tits cannot withstand that attack, and shudder and bounce violently, sweat dripping from her nipples. Red, bruised, and somewhat deformed, Holly moves in for the final attack. She wraps her arms around Kate’s back, and squeezes her chest against the Blonde’s with a new level of power. Soon, the only thing the crowd can see from the side is Holly’s tits, because Kate’s have been completely flattened against her chest. Finally, Holly let’s go of Kate and she too dizzily falls onto her back, head lolling, and crushed tits shaking.
“Okay, Lucy, now I’m ready.” Holly grabs Kate by the hair and drags her over next to Charlotte, where both girls lay looking silly and nearly unconscious.
Holly sits on Kate’s stomach, and Lucy does the same with Charlotte. At the same time, they both lean forward, their massive tits swaying as they come down closer to the blonde’s faces. Kate and Charlotte are only allowed a second to show the look of dismay and shock in their faces, before being completely engulfed by the powerful mounds of ‘girlflesh.’
“Let’s see which one holds on the longest, Holly!” Says Lucy happily.
Both Kate and Charlotte struggle, squirming and thrashing, but neither can get any air, because the massive tits just don’t allow for any, sweat filling up any chance for oxygen. Both girls struggling get weaker and weaker until finally, Holly says, “Aw, I think mine quit!” She leans up off of Kate and to look down at the comical expression on her face. Kate’s eyes are closed, eyebrows still raised in fear, her mouth hanging open, still in shock even after going unconscious.
“…And, there goes mine!” Says Lucy. “Looks like Charlotte lasted just a teensy bit longer.”
Holly slaps Kate’s tits and says, “You really are a loser, Kate Upton. Embarrassed in a titfight, and couldn’t even hold out longer than this dumb lookalike. Oh well, I’m still not done humiliating you!”
Lucy and Holly both slide off the unconscious blondes and walk over to their bras on the ground. The crowd, excited, already knows what’s coming. Holly and Lucy put on the two loser’s bras, and on the count of three, thrust their powerful chests forward. The bras don’t even stand a chance, and both snap instantly and fall to the ground pathetically in pieces. Holly and Lucy’s tits bounce upon being freed, once again showing their might.
Satisfied, the two Brits walk out of the arena waving to their fans, as the two blondes still lay spread wide open on the arena, for everyone to take pictures of.
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