Hi all,
have a look at the pics first to get an impression of my intention to write this story. Between the pics are easily 35 years, showing a still impressive fighter.
Have fun!
Christine Dupree
Christine was warming up as usual. She hung in the ring ropes and stretched her athletic almost naked body. Even at 62, she was still fit and proud of her good figure.
She had fought dozens of times in that simple wrestling ring in the front yard and the fetish videos still provided her with a tolerable income.
The movies in which she had to suffer her breasts had increased over the years. She sometimes even had to defend herself against two opponents at the same time, while she was thrown around the ring and her tits were punched, kicked or worked on the ropes in all possible combinations.
She didn't know her opponent today yet, but the cameras were already rolling and recording her ripe sexy body as she prepared for the fight. The sun shone down hotly on her and the first beads of sweat ran down her tanned skin.
"Well slut? Ready for your destruction?"
Christine looked in the direction of the garden house, from where her opponent came catlike towards her. No! This could not be true! Christine pinched herself, but the apparition before her stayed and slid through the ropes.
A female wrestler, about mid-thirties and dressed only in a thong, suddenly reared up in front of her. It was Christine herself, only young. Her jaw dropped and she got goose bumps. How could this be?
Young Christine shook her head thoughtfully as she eyed her older version:
"What have you done to me? Stupid cxnt you just disfigured a beautiful woman! You disfigured me!"
The old Christine was speechless while her opponent, that is herself only in young, walked around her. Young Christine slapped her ass and belly.
BAPP...BAPPP....
"So the body is in good shape. Hot ass for your age and super abs." Then she grabbed old Christine's biceps. "Wow. Sexy!" The young version nodded, feeling the strong muscles.
"But now just look at your face! So many surgeries! The mouth, the nose, the cheeks! You look terrible! What were you thinking?"
Old Christine was still speechless and she lowered her eyes in concern. The younger me was right. When she looked at their faces, she hardly recognized herself. And their words hurt her.
"Shut up! You don't know what it's like to get older!"
Young Christine suddenly lashed out and slapped old Christine. SMATTTTT...SMATTTTT...first the head flew hard hit to the side, then the slapped left tit.
"You stupid cow! Weren't your breasts enough for you?"
Young Christine took her plump shapely C-cups in her hands.
Old Christine held her cheek and her reddening tit.
"Shut the fuck up! The implants were necessary because I worked out a lot and my boobs kept getting smaller!"
The two now circled each other hatefully. The young Christine with her eighties curls and her perfect curves, and the older Christine with much more muscles and thick pierced silicone tits.
"Stupid arrogant cxnt," the mature Christine sneered.
"Shut your mouth you fake chick! You stupid plastic surgery victim!"
WHAMMMMMMM! It didn't take another second and mature Christine had sunk her combat boot into the boys belly.
"UNNNGHHHHH!" Young Christine doubled over and immediately cashed in an elbow drop to her back that sent her tits first onto the boards.
WHAMMMM! Her breasts exploded in pain and spilled out from under her as she moaned loudly.
But her opponent quickly pulled her back to her feet and sent herself into the ropes with an Irish Whip. Her perky tits bouncing like crazy, she hit the ropes and was catapulted back. Of course she knew what was coming, but her old version had so much power that she was just too fast to dodge.
SMATTTTTTTT....Clothesline.....WHAMMMMM....followed by a half somersault and impact on the ring floor. "OUFFFFFFFFFFFFF," the air was driven from her lungs and she was amazed at what old Christine could still do.
"Well bitch? Surprised?" Young Christine had no choice but to squint up into the sun and watch her opponent flex her considerable biceps. Sweat was already pouring down her skin and slowly dripping onto the ring floor. She suddenly felt the pain on her scalp as her opponent grabbed her hard by the scalp and pulled her to her feet.
Old Christine lifted her up without any problems with a grip between her legs and by the neck and thundered her to the floor with a suplex. WHAMMMMMMM! Her tits, thighs and ass shook with the impact and pain shot through her young body.
The young wrestler arched in pain, virtually still feeling her old self's fingers on her pussy. She had gripped so hard that the fabric of the thong was now stuck between her labia.
SMATTTTTTTT....WHAMMM....SMACKKKKKKKKKKK...hard kicks rained down on her sexy curves, hitting mainly her belly and breasts and making her sweaty body bounce on the springy floorboards. Young Christine rolled off to the side, under the lowest rope to the outside and got to safety first.
"Come back here you bitch!" Old Christine came close to the edge of the ring, leaning out so that her fat silicone tits were on the top rope. She went to grab her opponent's curly mane again, but she grabbed her ankles and just pulled her legs away.
"ARRRRRRRHHHHHH....WHAM!" The underside of her bosom scraped across the rope until, a little later, she hit first her ass and then her back, backwards.
Young Christine didn't let go, however, dragging her older version by the boots to a ring corner and placing the post right between her legs.
The experienced fighter sensed what was coming, but her much younger counterpart just grinned at her dismissively and pulled her mature body into the post with force.
CLANGGGGG! GAWWWWWWWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD! Her ripe cleft rammed full force into the steel post, ramming her clit inside and leaving pulsating pain in her vulva covered only by thin fabric.
But that was not enough. While old Christine held her pussy and writhed in pain, the young fighter still had a grip on her right leg. She gained momentum with it and thundered her knee into the post as well.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" The old fighter reared back and broke free. Wailing, she lay on the ground. Her knee hurt so badly that she would not be able to stand properly.
Meanwhile, her much younger opponent slid back into the ring. By now, both were sweating profusely under the hot sun and their bodies gleamed at the cameras.
The old sinewy and muscular body of the old Christine, as well as the pretty fit body of the young one.
"I'll kill you you old ugly cxnt!" The old fighter was brutally pulled to her feet and had to hop on one leg as she couldn't put the other on from the pain.
Her young opponent bent her forward and rammed her thigh across her opponent's fat implants with brutal force. SMATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT...........AHHHHHHHHHHH! Whose breasts it thrashed hard against the rib cage.
But not once but.....SMATTTT....SMATTTTTT....SMACCKKKKKKKK....SMATTTTTT...four times at once the violent jolts rammed into her naked breasts providing perfect targets.
Young Christine laughed hysterically and horned up as she felt the fake tits give way under the kicks.
Christine cried out and found herself in a headlock while her opponent simply took her left udder with her free hand and squeezed. The claws sank into the wet tit flesh and screams were the result.
The bosom exploded in pain and old Christine chased short hard boxing blows into the left side of her opponent.
The two screamed and moaned in competition. After each boxing blow to the side abs below the ribs, the clamp grip around the chest eased a little more.
SMACK...UNGHHH...SMATTT....UNNGHHHHHH....until finally the young wrestler released her opponent.
Both gasped in pain and the old fighter's tits were bright red with her left breast showing red welts and small cuts from her fingernails.
Old Christine wanted to continue attacking, but couldn't put any weight on her knee and whimpered when she tried anyway.
The young opponent instead hit her operated face and udders with crashing slaps: left-right-left-right.
The opponent screamed while her breasts were brutally whipped from one side to the other and bruises formed.
SMACK! High kick to the chin! Christine flew backwards a whole meter as if hit by Chuck Norris himself. She hit the corner of the ring and grabbed the top ropes in a daze. Breathing heavily and drenched in sweat, she hung her head. The hit had hit home!
The young version of Christine, meanwhile, kissed her own biceps before chasing quick jabs into her opponent's entire front.
The tits were hit by countless blows, shortly followed by fists slamming into her strong abs.
Four hits in the solar plexus, five in the belly button, the rest very close over the intimate area. The ring shook under the hits, Christine's body hung in the ropes and plugged in. Blow after blow her mature slender body was taken apart.
The last kick went right in the cxnt and the old wrestler went down gasping. Her tight sixty-two year old ass hit the corner. Her young opponent had an easy time with her now, grabbing her by just her sweaty hair and one arm, and turning her sideways. She placed their DD fake tits on the bottom rope and got on the middle turnbuckle herself.
Her opponent didn't move and was too dazed to counter.
WHAM! Young Christine jumped full body weight on her old self's shoulder blades and the force chased the rope into her bosom.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The titty flesh split in half and the implants had to choose sides.
Christine eyes and mouth were wide open in shock and 'pain. Maybe this move had even cost her the breast implants.
She braced herself for the rope while her opponent was still on her back and the weight was maltreating her bust.
WHAMMMMMMMMMMM! She lashed out with a headbutt to the back and hit the young me hard in the stomach.
Her opponent fell backwards and she was free. Slowly she struggled back to her feet, her breasts slightly deformed and bright red. Her atria and nipples were sore from all the assaults on her bare breasts. It was high time to return the favor.
But she had to be quick even though the pain had already taken a lot out of her.
She kicked at her opponent's head, but she barely dodged and Christine lost her balance. She ran straight into the kick of two tight powerful legs that hit her hard in the stomach. WHAMMMMMMMMMMM! Christine gasped air from her lungs and collapsed forward.
The young fighter, on the other hand, was quickly off her feet, straightening her out with a kick to the tits and shoving her into the ropes.
She grabbed their arms and pressed them far back. The rope bounced back under the weight and Christine was wide open for attack. Her young self suddenly took her pierced nipple between her teeth and pulled on her breast.
Christine screamed her pain out and howled as the ordeal continued for almost a full minute.
WHAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM! Headbutt! The young fighter had her chest released and the fake tit bounced back into shape, only to be headbutted immediately afterwards.
SMATTTTTTTTTTTTT! Breast Chop!
"FUCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK!" The old wrestler had rarely taken such a beating as she did against herself. Her breasts were now just an aching mass and she could barely stay on her feet.
But her opponent embraced her, wedged her head between her bare thighs and fixed her arms. Then she effortlessly heaved old Christine up, levitating her overhead until seconds later she hit the ring floor in a massive implant buster.
WHAMMMMMMMMMMMMMM! The whole ring shook as did the muscular bodies of the two.
Christine didn't even scream anymore. She seemed to be knocked out. The young opponent flipped her onto her back, laid across her with satisfaction, and hooked a leg. 1...2...kick out!
"NO! FUCK YOU!" The young wrestling queen couldn't believe it. Her old self wasn't giving up.
She sat on their backs, grabbed their legs and crossed them under each other before executing some sort of double wrestling move of Figure 4 Leg Lock and Boston Crab.
"OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH GAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWDDDDDDD!"
The swollen udders pressed out from under her chest to the sides with her opponent's weight on her upper back. Her spine almost seemed to snap.
The sweat of her opponents mingled and the screams and moans could be heard throughout the neighborhood.
Young Christine continued to bend them painfully, but she just didn't give up!
Enraged, she let go of her legs and rose up from her opponent.
She turned her on her back, took off her thong and revealed her perfect juicy pussy and ass crack.
She stood wide-legged over her older opponent, gyrated her hips and suddenly jumped a bit in the air....
SMATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT! With a huge ass bomb from standing height, she rammed her private parts onto her opponent's face.
"UMMMMMMMPGGGGGGGGG!"
The ass smacked violently into the face, almost breaking old Christine's nose. Her arms and legs flailed wildly while her face was deep between her labia, soaking up the scents from pussy and sweaty ass crack.
WHAMMMM....SMATTTT...WHAMMMMM.....young Christine slammed her fists hard as a hammer into the belly of her opponent lying below her as well as into her pussy.
Completely helpless and out of air, the old wrestler felt the impacts in her stomach. Her abdominal muscles were broken and the knuckles rammed deep, very deep into her organs.
Again her pussy was hit, her clitoris and pubic bone.
So much pain and the lack of air made her hyperventilate.
AGHHHH...AGHH...AH...even though the fists were still pounding into the sweaty body like little steam hammers, there was no more reaction from old Christine. She was lying under the sexy ass of her young self, which she had taken apart piece by piece.
"What.....was....where am I?" Christine shot up in her bed. The sheet stuck to her sweaty body and it took her a few seconds to realize where she was.
Her heart raced and she reached for her bare tits. But they were intact and felt the same as always.
"Fuck what a nightmare!"
