Anna called Jacob, her agent, and said, "I want to fight that bitch again, once and for all, we've been at each other for almost a decade and no one can match us and we have traded wins and I want one final shot at her, get her on the schedule."
Jacob chuckled to himself. His wonderfully sexy client was a feisty one. "Anna, to be clear, you have fought Tommie nine times now. And your last fight with her in 2024 was supposed to be your final shot, and well..."
"Well WHAT? Jacob...? WHAT?"
"Well, she beat you. Pretty decisively."
"Well how many times have I beaten her Jacob?"
"Five."
"And how many times has she beaten me?"
"Four"
"Exactly, so who's the better fighter?"
"Well, the thing is, Anna, she has won the last three fights you guys have had, and I think that most people think that she's gotten better and maybe she's a little better than you. Especially after the last fight. She really crushed your tits and fucked your brains out. She owned you pretty badly in that fight."
"JACOB!!! GET ME THE FIGHT!!"
He laughed to himself again, Tommie would be more than willing to fight Anna again. It would be another paycheck for her.
He made the arrangements. The gate was enormous, the crowd was in a frenzy.
The two women oiled up and climbed into the cage. They stood across from each other. An intense stare-down.
The announcer, who doubled as a ref, stood in the center of the ring of the underground club. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a treat for you tonight!!! A championship fight for the ages, to settle a long time rivalry!!! The challenger tonight is Anna, an 8 time champion and considered one of the greatest tit and sex fighters of all time. And across the ring from her our current champion, also considered one of the greatest to ever hit the cage, Tommie!!! Tonight's fight will decide who the true GOAT is!!!"
And she got out of the ring and hit the bell. The two women crashed into each other, slamming their massive chests together and grunting with the smack of flesh. Blow after blow the slogged it out. It was a battle of true heavyweights. In the third round, Anna slammed a crushing blow into Tommie's chest and the champion crumpled to the canvas. Many in the crowd thought the titfight was over. At the count of eight, Tommie pulled herself to her feet and stuck out the round. Two more rounds of brutal punishment and she told her boyfriend she wasn't sure she could continue. He convinced her to continue and in the sixth round she pummeled Anna ruthlessly to even out the fight. By the tenth round, the women's breasts were bruised and swollen, they were drenched in sweat and exhausted. It was unfolding like every other fight that had occurred between them.
Round 12:
Tommie comes out from her corner to be met by Anna who slams a brutal blow into the tenderized underside of her tits. Tommie slams back down on Anna, who winces. The two trade cross-body crushing blows and then Tommie drives her chest into Anna's and bulls Anna back into the cage. The champion grinds her tits into the challenger as the challenger struggles to fight back. The champion rears back and slams her chest repeatedly into Anna's battered tits until Anna falls to her hands and knees. She gets up at the count of five only to be hit repeatedly until the bell rings ending the round.
Jacob and her sister give her advice. She wants to cry. Her tits are so misshapen that she doesn't know if they'll ever recover. But she answers the bell for round 13.
The first minute is a brutal exchange of blows between the two women. They are both almost unable to stand. Their legs are trembling and their bodies awkwardly moving about the ring. It is an effort to stand upright. Anna screams with exertion as she slams her chest into Tommie's and Tommie tumbles backwards, crashing into the cage and almost falls to the canvas, but holds herself up. She spins back and stumbles back to the middle of the ring and meets Anna. They wrap each other in a mutual bearhug. The round clock is stopped as a part of the rules. They whimper and stumble about the ring as they intensify the pressure on their opponent's chest. Their faces flush as their bodies tremble.
The pressure in their battered breasts is so intense that neither can breathe. They gasp for air.
"Give you bitch..." gasps Anna
"You give, Anna, you know I'm better...."
"Never...oh god....n-n-n-n-never..." gasped Anna.
"You....willl....oh christ....you will....ffffffffuck meeee....oh Anna, you...will...yield....."
They stumbled and crashed into the cage and then stumbled back into the middle. They whimpered and moaned.
Finally, "oh my GOD YOU FUCKING BITCH YOU WIN YOU WIN!!! I YIELD!!!" and she fell to the floor cradling her wounded bosom, her head dropped with her chin on her chest, swaying side to side.
The winner stumbled back and crashed into the cage, falling on her ass, wincing as her destroyed tits shook...she gingerly supported them.
The referee jumped into the ring with the microphone as the crowd roared with excitement, "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!!! THE WINNER OF THE TITFIGHT IS TOMMIE!!!"
Sexfight to come...
