Here is a little story that was written up with the invaluable assistance of Pkimdratini2008, without whom this story would not have taken place. Hopefully you enjoy, but of course I'd love to hear any thoughts, opinions, suggestions or ideas you might have about the story.
For your consideration and hopeful reading pleasure:
Meghan Trainor versus Miley Cyrus
“All About That Bass” / “Twerking Throwdown”
Pool House Battle
(Written with Pkmdratini2008)
Meghan Trainor could feel their eyes on her, and it made her feel a bit sick. Meghan had hard the rumors, riding the positive body image train to fame with her song, but then again this is what this is about. Meghan knows that beating Miley means that a lot of that talk will give way to acknowledging what she already knows, she's got talent to spare. Meghan wearing a powder blue one piece , though the top and bottom are only connected by a strap that runs down her left side, her pale skin smooth, though lacking definition. Her legs are shorter, but strong and shown off well on the high cut of the bottoms. A white ring connects the bottom strap to the top, as well as the front of the top, giving me a nice bit of modest cleavage, and on her hips. It shows just enough without being tacky.
"Miley is tough, are you sure you got what it takes?" one of the big time producers asks Trainor.
"Don't worry, she's about to find out what all that bass is about." Meghan with a wink and her trademark smirk.
Miley Cyrus knows all eyes are on her as well, just shifting away from Meghan as she struts into the room, knowing she has come a long way since the days of Hannah Montana and transitioning into one of the most popular and well known pop stars in the world. Miley feels that she has got all the talent in the world and everybody freaking knows it. Miley also feels like she is one of the fittest celebrities in the world and it has paid off in plenty of catfights in the world of Disney and here in the world of pop music to get people to take her seriously. Miley is wearing a tight red bikini with the top connected by a hoop that works to keep her ample cleavage concealed and a pair of tight bottoms to show off her world-famous derriere, patting her taut tummy and checking her blonde hair, grinning as Miley give high fives to some music producers as they talk to her about how Meghan has a lot to prove.
Miley shakes her head, chuckling, "She does have a lot to prove, but so did I once upon a time and I'm just going to have to teach her that I learned those lessons MUCH better than Ms. "All about that Bass" did. Those lips will be moving - all over this ass..." as Miley slaps it with a smirk, twerking a bit for a very appreciative audience as she winks over at Meghan confidently.
Meghan can't help but roll her eyes when she sees her little display. "Your lips are moving and all I hear is a skinny bitch yapping. I'm going to take you over her knee and snap you like the stick figure you are." Meghan says simply, hands on her hips as this seems to get those in the crowd riled up a bit. The scene for the fight is the pool house of a top record producer, and as the crowd sees tensions starting to rise they back away, against walls and out around the pool as they give us room. "Then, maybe I'll show you why I'm perfect from the bottom to the top." Meghan replies smirking as she does a little shimmy of her own, her curvy hips swaying to her own little beat before her hands come to rest on them.
Grinning as the crowd is enjoying their little back and forth, Miley just licks her lips as the crowd circles us like they would at any setting, though this one happens to be the pool house of a famous record producers and so, they give us a wide berth as Miley steps towards her foe "I know you think you're pretty tough because you burst onto the scene with a few hit singles. But, sustained success is MUCH harder to come by and your fifteen minutes of fame is just about up, so...." as Miley twerks her way towards Meghan, shimmying her own perfect posterior back and forth, then spin around as Miley gives Meghan a wicked bitchslap across her cheek as hard as she can, "I'm going to hit you like a wrecking ball, BITCH!" as the crowd shouts in surprise and approval!
Trainor watches as her rival twerks towards her, rolling her eyes when her opponent suddenly delivers a blow across her face and Meghan yelps. "AIIEE". Meghan's head snaps to the side, her long styled blonde hair flying as she is nailed with a slap she didn't expect. Meghan staggers a few steps then look to her foe, eyes narrowing and rubbing her cheek.
"I'll show you a wrecking ball, you two bit skinny tramp." Meghan growls as she lunges towards Cyrus, hands up as she goes to lock up and slam all 150 lbs of girl into Miley's fit body, trying to drive her back up against the wall with sheer force.
Meghan's head whipping to the side from the force of the bitch slap as Miley smirks, "Looks like those little duck-lips of yours aren't moving anymore, are they, dumbass?" when Meghan lunges forward, slamming all of her weight into her as their hands shove against one another. Miley prides herself on being fit and in great shape, but she finds herself backpedaling with an angry shout. Miley finds her back, shoulders and head smacking into the wall with a thud from the force of her foe's bod.
Grunting as Miley pants out, "Being heavy and being a wrecking ball are two different things, Megs!" as she sends her thigh up towards her abs to try to get Meghan to back off from her as she's a little embarrassed by being bullied back against the wall, cheeks flushing red.
Meghan manages to bully her back up against the wall and smirk. "It's more muscle than you OOOFF" Trainor grunts out as Miley's knee comes up and hits her in the abs. Although they are close, so it's a bit awkward of a shot but Miley nails her good enough to make Meghan release Cyrus. But unwilling to give up being the somewhat brutish aggressor, Meghan keeps close to Cyrus to twist her body as she throw an forearm shot towards her jaw, looking to knock Miley back against that wall as the parted crowd cheers.
"Nobody is going to confuse for blubber for muscle, bitch. Don't think we're all that stupid, dumbass!" Miley retorts as she sends a close shot up to her foe's abs, crashing into her tummy as Meghan backs up but only momentarily as she responds with a hard forearm to her jaw as Miley's head snaps to the side, dizzy as she staggers along the wall for a moment. Blinking as Miley shake her head, surprised at her opponent's strength as she tries to push off the wall and lunge back towards her, extending her foot towards her abs to try to hammer Meghan's tummy again as the crowd roars once again in support!
Meghan grunts out again as she is nailed in the stomach again, Miley's foot digging into her body as this one hits her good. Trainor doubles forward, hands around her stomach as she quickly back tracks towards the middle of the room. 'So f*cking quick...' Meghan thinks to herself as she rethinks her tactics.
Miley grins, "Where the hell do you think you're going? We're not finished yet, bitch!", reaching for her Meghan's long blonde hair while doubled over, trying to plant her feet and twist. Miley goes to whip Trainor towards the side of the pool house with a THUD as she slams her body up against hers to show Meghan how strong she is, glaring into your eyes, "Who is the wrecking ball now, bitch?"
Meghan lets out a yelp as Miley grabs her hair and it surprises her she is jerked around like a rag doll. Meghan hit the side of the wall with a dull thud and groan as the air is knocked out of her. "F*ck..." she mutters as she feels Miley's toned body pressed up against her and presses her up against the wall making her look into the furious eyes of Cyrus.
Meghan suddenly retorts to Miley's question, "My head, bitch." taunting right back before she snaps her head forward, right into Miley's, letting out a little cry as she feel a lost a bit of hair with the maneuver.
Miley has driven Meghan back against the wall hard as she glare into her eyes, coolly asserting her dominance. Cyrus hears her taunt and doesn't comprehend it right at first, then shout in sudden comprehension as Meghan drives her forehead into hers for a brutal headbutt. Screaming out as she blinks, staggering back away from Meghan as the crowd roars in support. Miley tosses some of her blonde hair that pulled loose in her fingertips to the side, fluttering away as she clutches her head.
Dizzy as Miley struggle to focus for a moment, panting out, "You crazy skank..." as Miley steps forward, trying to slam a hard backhand towards her foe's head to daze her while she recovers, hoping her aim is true!
Miley's aim may have been true, if not for Meghan's left hand coming up and blocking the blow. "Not so fast, slutcakes." Meghan taunts as she twists her hand and grab her wrist firmly. Next, Trainor shows a good bit of wrestling prowess as she twists Miley's arm around behind her into a hammer lock. Meghan presses against her from behind as her left hand works her arm up in a painful hold while her left comes down and gives Cyrus' ass a hard slap. "That's for being a skinny bitch!" Meghan
Miley is wincing as Meghan reaches down and slap her ass, causing her to blush as she shouts, "I'm a fit bitch, Meghan and that's something I'm going to have to beat into you!" Miley is frustrated as Trainor demonstrates some wrestling prowess, but this is a catfight and she is not going to lose like this as she arches her body a bit to the side and start elbowing back towards her foe's ribs and torso with her other arm, "So let the hell go and I won't humiliate you and your chubby little bass too badly!!", more furious by the moment as her head starts to clear!
Meghan grunts as she is elbowed once...twice...thrice. The third time is the straw and Meghan wrenches her arm one last time before she shoves Cyrus away hard. Meghan back off a few steps, rubbing her side, the pale skin showing red as she looks her foe over and they've both gotten a taste of each other. But that was just the appetizer.
"You, humiliate me? HA! You're going to be honored when my bass is using your face as a chair." Meghan replies with a smirk.
Miley is finally released, although not without Meghan wrenching her arm savagely as she can't keep herself from shouting, gasping in pain but quickly spin around to face her blonde rival, glaring at her as she manages a cool smirk of her own, "You're the one who is going to get an up close look at all of my twerking skills right on that cute, chubby face of yours after I finish spanking that bass!"
Immediately, Miley lunges towards her, knowing she can't push Trainor backwards, but she feints up with a slap towards her cheek but pulls it back to launch a kick up towards her foe's tummy again to work over her abs once more!
Meghan see Miley lunge at her and doesn't expect her to really lock up. But Trainor read her hands and she blocks a blow that isn't coming, only to eat another kick into her stomach that makes her groan out in pain and double up.
"F*ck..." Meghan mutters, face red as she coughs a bit.
Miley sees her foe double up, grinning as she taunts, "How is that chubby tummy feeling now?" as her foot drills into her abs, then Miley steps forward to yank at Trainor's tresses. Pulling her forward as she plants her feet and whip Meghan forward again, but this time trying to send her smashing face and chest-first into the pool wall to keep Meghan off balance and dazed!!
Meghan lets out a cry as Miley grabs her hair again, and send her flying. "AUGH" Meghan grunts as she is driven up against the wall of the pool house, her arms just getting up to cushion her head, but unable to do the same for her face.
Driving Meghan forward into the wall of the pool house, face smacking into it as Miley steps forward to slap her ass with a smirk, "And that's for being a fat bitch!", laughing as she gets some revenge and Cyrus steps back, winking at the crowd.
Meghan turns her head, seeing Cyrus out of the corner of her eye as she waits and tries to fire a mule kick back, looking to get a bit of revenge as she tries to pound the sole of her bare foot into the pop star's taut tummy. Miley pumps one fist into the air in excitement and then finds herself doubling over as she coughs out, gulping for air as that kick catches her completely by surprise!
Meghan turns against the wall, one hand rubbing her stomach as she leans against it, seeing Miley double over and cough out. "You did NOT just call me that..." Meghan growls before she pushes off the wall and grab two handfuls of her foe's short blonde hair. Trainor jerks roughly, pulling Cyrus over towards the bar area of the pool house and lifts up, looking to slam her head up against the hard surface.
Miley is coughing out, "Sorry - was that too much? You know you're a chubby little bimbo..." when Meghan suddenly yanks two handfuls of her short blonde tresses to drag Cyrus towards the bar of the pool house as her face smacks down roughly into the top of the bar.
Bringing her hands up to block part of it, but Miley is still dazed and a little breathless, panting out as she drops to a knee. Clutching her head with one hand and firing back her other elbow back towards Meghan's belly button to try to get her rival to release her blonde tresses and further work over her torso.
Meghan sees that elbow coming this time, and she twists her hips, taking it on her hip bone. While it stings like hell, it's definitely better than another belly shot. "Looks like you are a one trick pony, huh?" Meghan taunts as she then slips in and reaches one arm between her foe's legs, grunting as she attempts to pick her up off of the ground.
Miley is angry as she shouts out, “Bite me, Meghan - let me make this clear. I'm not about body shaming but you need to learn the difference between skinny and fit!" as Miley feels herself lifted off of the ground, "And you're going to, bitch!". Miley kicks her legs a bit to keep from getting raised up too high and reach for the bar top with both hands to keep herself from being lifted up "LET GO!!"
Meghan lifts Miley up but she starts kicking her feet, the blow to her head clearly not enough to fully daze Miley. Trainor goes to jerk her away from the bar but Miley has a tight grip on it that she is not going to release at this time.
"Ugh, fine.." Meghan says as she release Miley, but she brings her right leg up at the same time, hoping to at least bring her thigh upward into her downward coming stomach.
Miley finds herself released, but not in the way she wanted as Meghan drives her thigh upwards into her abs. Between her downwards momentum and Trainor's rising leg meeting, they conspire to knock the air out of her. Gurgling for a moment as Miley drop to her knees, clutching her abs with one hand as she uses the bar to pull herself away from Meghan and try to get back to her feet.
Meghan steps back a bit and stalks her foe now as Miley struggle to get herself back together. Trainor reaches back, adjusting her bikini bottoms and snapping them back into place before she lunges in and wrap both of her arms around Cyrus' waist. "Let's see how fit you are then, shall we...." Meghan's taunt from behind Miley as she jerk her away from the bar and start to put the squeeze on, HARD, the muscles in Meghan's arms tightening as she crushes Miley in a reverse bear hug.
Meghan wrap her arms around her rival's trim waist as she shows off her strength and is just tightening her forearms around Miley's abs for a reverse bearhug. Cyrus grunts out, wind shooting past her lips as she coughs out loudly, "More fit than you, bitch!" as Miley reaches down for her foe's forearms, fingers pressing against Meghan's wrists as she shoves and pushes as hard as she can, trying to twist and wiggle free of the bearhug as her lungs are burning, crowd cheering while Miley find her face turning red!
Meghan grits her teeth as she feel Miley bringing her hands to her wrists to push and pull on them, trying to break them apart. "Just feels like I'm cracking every rib in her skinny bitch body, ya know..." I taunt as she starts to add rough jerking to the hug, trying to lift Miley briefly off her feet as she jerks to the right, then the left.
Miley is panting out, "Screw you, Meghan - I'm tougher and harder than you could ever imagine!" When Meghan jerks her up again, Miley takes the opportunity to snap her feet upwards, going to plant them against the bar and push backwards to take her foe off balance and hopefully send Meghan to her back with Miley on top!
Meghan yanks up hard as Miley keeps taunting, despite her predicament, looking to power her down into the carpet of the pool house with a twist, but Miley's weight suddenly slams back into her body as she kicks off the bar. Trainor lets out a yell as she stagger back a few steps then falls onto her back with her opponent's body landing right on top of her. The full weight of Miley's knocks the air from her lungs as she hits hard, groaning as she is forced to release Cyrus!
Landing right atop Meghan as Miley catches her by surprise, feeling Meghan's arms release from around her waist, pushing them from around her sore tummy, "Whose freaking ribs are feeling broken now?" Miley gasps out angrily
Miley immediately pushes upwards, sitting up on top of Meghan as she pants out and smirks, "Wanna see what twerking looks like, you chubby bimbo?" Miley asks, winking over her shoulder down at Meghan as she starts to lift up, then slamming and grinding her ass down into Meghan's tummy and torso. Miley aims to keep the wind knocked out of Meghan as she humiliates her at the same time she recovers her own air, bod bouncing up and down as Miley gulps in air.
Smirking, "And guess what? This sh*t isn't photoshopped - it's all natural, bitch!" as Miley twerks her firm booty back and forth, just showing off as she to knock the wind out of Meghan and keep her breathless, "What's the matter? My ass kicking the shit out of you, bitch?"
Meghan can hear the crowd laugh and taunt as she mewls out in pain and grunt out as Miley's booty twerks on her stomach, knocking the air from her as she tries to get her wits back about me. "You...bitch..." Meghan pants out as her hands come up, pawing at her foe's thighs and then coming up to her side as she gets a firm grip on Miley's bikini top by the straps, bucking her body and jerking on them as she tries to throw Miley off of her.
Miley is trash-talking up a storm when Meghan suddenly yanks backwards on her bikini top, showing off her strength as she tosses Cyrus to the side. Landing beside Meghan as Miley adjusts her bikini top and covers up her cleavage, rolling to all fours as she tries to pounce back towards Trainor to get on top, "Stay down, slut!" Miley is still catching her breathe, but both confidence and air are returning by the second!
Meghan tries to jerk her body to the side, rolling along the floor and just avoiding her foe's pounce.
"I don't think so, twiggy." Trainor pants out as she scrambles to her knees, hands up, claws bared, seething and growling a bit. "You want to take me out, come and get it, Princess!" Meghan growls, trying to lure Miley into making a mistake she can exploit.
Meghan avoids her pounce as she rolls to the side and Miley growls right back at her, "I am going to teach you that you aren't sh*t in this industry. Not yet. I'm the freaking queen of the pop world and I'm going to show you why they are all about my bass!" as Miley scrambles to her knees, then dives towards her rival. Miley slams up against her, going to try to push off the floor and slam her body into hers as her hands shoot for Trainor's hair and bikini top to SHOVE her backwards as hard as she can!
Meghan straightens up on her knees and braces herself. "UGHHH" Trainor grunts out as her foe's body slams into hers. Meghan's own body falls back an inch before her hands wrap around Miley's waist and she lets out a yell as she twists her curvy hips into hers and pulls forward trying to use her own momentum to turn and slam Miley back first into the carpet with Meghan on top this time.
Slamming her own body into hers as Miley attempts to show off her fitness and go body to body with Meghan, but her curvy hips twist to the side and she uses her weight to her advantage, sending Miley slamming back to the carpet after she came SO close to driving Trainor to her back. Panting out as she glare up at Traior, chest heaving in and out as she reaches for her hair with one hand to YANK back as her other hand starts whipping up with bitchslaps towards her cheek as Miley bridges, trying to topple Meghan off to the side.
Meghan get up on top of Miley and spread her thighs wide to give me a good base as she starts to buck around. Meghan yells as Miley pulls back on her hair, though her arm comes up and is able to ward off most of Cyrus' wild slapping. Megan's focus is on staying on top of Miley for the first bit as she bucks so hard, trying to make Miley wear herself out. Then, in a flash of claw and inspiration, Meghan brings both of her hands down hard on her rival's bikini covered breasts and give them a rather nasty maul, digging her fingers in to the pliant flesh as her weight pressed down on them.
Miley is shrieking suddenly as Meghan digs her fingernails into her bikini top, which is not offering much protection at this point as she finds Trainor crushing her cleavage underneath her weight, shouting as she keep bucking and twisting. Miley shouts out wildly "Get the hell off, Meghan - you are SO jealous, bitch!" as the crowd cheers and Miley try to reach up for her hair, yanking backwards on her blonde tresses. Once she is pulling backwards on her hair, Miley is able to kick her legs up around her head for a scissors to PULL Meghan backwards off of her!!
Meghan let out a hiss as Miley pulls back on her hair, and her eyes widen as her rival's legs kick up. "No...nonononono..." Meghan mutters out frantically as her hands leave her foe's breasts and grab at her thighs as she gets pulled off of Miley and onto her side. Trainor's nails immediately dig into Miley's strong legs as she attempts to jerk her head form between them.
Miley knows she has to stay on the offensive and if she goes on the defensive, she'll never recover. To do so, she slams her thighs on either side of Meghan's head with a sweaty clap and interlocks her ankles in front of her head. Pivoting her hips to send Meghan falling to the side as she tries to hold onto her hair with one hand and massage her throbbing tits with the other, panting out, "Not so twiggy now, huh, bitch? Looks like these 'stick' thighs are going to squeeze her head until you cry, bitch! Sob, bitch and maybe I'll let you go!" as she extends her famous legs, just squeezing and pumping her thighs as she glare at Trainor, yanking at her hair to try to keep her head firmly between her legs!
Miley's dancer's thighs just pulsing and crushing her foe's head, getting her dizzy as the crowd keeps cheering for me and I prop herself up on one elbow as I keep yanking at her hair, tugging at her scalp as she snarls, "You are such a BITCH, Meghan and this is exactly where you deserve to be. But, not where you'll end up..." as she flexes and shake her ass a bit while continuing to squeeze her head, "You're going to be all about MY bass here in a few and you're going to admit it before everybody here!"
Meghan is moaning out as tremendous pressure comes to bear on her head, the powerfully strong trained legs of a dancer really putting the pressure on. Meghan fights the urge to cry as she starts to feel light headed and dizzy, her hands slapping somewhat blindly at Miley's thighs as the crowd starts to build to a fever pitch. Meghan is desperate, and for the first time in a long time, scared. Meghan knows she has to do something and her hands come up and find what she hopes may be her saving grace. Meghan's fingers wrap around Miley bikini bottoms and she JERKS hard upwards, wedging the material deep into her womanhood.
Meghan suddenly yanks upwards savagely on her bikini bottoms, Miley is howling as she feels her scissors loosening. Wincing as the material digs between her thighs and ass, going to reach down for Trainor's wrist to try to tug it away as she jerks and squirm, yelping in shock and surprise!
Meghan feels her foe's legs loosen and she jerk hard on the material again, feeling the left side of it actually break off of the connecting ring. Meghan brings her hands down to her thighs and am just able to jerk her weakening legs far enough apart to jerk her head free. Meghan rolls almost all the way to the other end of the pool house, near the edge of the pool itself to get as much room as she lays propped up on her side, her head beet-red, hair a mess, panting, but still in this fight.
Miley's face is turning red as she goes to frantically reconnect it to the ring as she pops her head free and watches Meghan roll to the side. Miley slams one palm down against the floor as she snarls angrily at her opponent's escape, the crowd cheering for both fighters.
"Run the hell away, Meghan - I am STILL going to beat your chubby ass!" as she rolls in the opposite direction towards the wall as she uses it to pull herself up, adjusting the bikini bottoms once they are fixed and standing there, hands on her hips as she snarls and glare at Trainor "I am going to make you cry, bitch!"
Miley moves towards Meghan quickly, catching her breathe as she winces a bit, thighs throbbing slightly from the unexpected wedgie but still firing off a kick towards Trainor's torso as she is laying on her side to roll her to all fours!
Meghan is panting hard and seems Miley coming at her and she is just able to roll a bit more, coming up right to the edge of the pool as she know she doesn't have anywhere else to run. Meghan spins on her butt and fling her right leg out while Miley is still unbalanced from the missed kick, trying to take her other foot out from underneath her.
Miley is already off balance from her missed kick as she finds herself falling backwards, slamming down onto her butt as she feels pain shooting up her spine and tailbone as she shouts. Miley is wincing as she leans back on one palm, rubbing her ass as she catches her breathe and tries to send a kick out towards her foe's tits to knock Meghan backwards into the pool! Miley pants out with a smirk, "Why don't you cool off that chubby ass?"
Miley's foot comes up and nails Meghan right in the tits, knocking her backwards onto her back and her hair falls into the pool. However, Trainor is just able to keep from going all the way in. Meghan back up, as water sprays from her hair and blinds Miley for a moment. Meghan let out a roar and lunges into her looking to slam her shoulder right into Cyrus' breast and take her down hard to the carpet on her back.
When Miley's vision is restored, she seems Meghan charging right into her as her shoulder drills into her tits and slam her back to the carpet. Coughing as she sprawl underneath Meghan, trying to send a knee up towards her ribs to knock Trainor off of her as she pushes at her shoulders, Miley gulping in air again as she finds her body crushed underneath Meghan's.
Trainor succeeds in tackling Miley down into the carpet, only to have a knee slam into her side and palms pushing at her shoulders shove her away. Meghan fall off of her and roll a few feet, slapping the carpet in frustration.
"Stay down you skinny c*nt." Meghan hisses as she pushes up to her hands and knees, panting.
"Shut the f*ck up, you chubby whore!" Miley hisses back as she pushes up to a sitting position, snarling out as Meghan is up on all fours. Miley pulls her legs back towards her chest, then shoots them out towards her chest in a sitting dropkick to knock Meghan away from her!!
"AUGH" Meghan grunts out loudly as both of her feet slam into her side and send her rolling across the carpet again. Meghan ends up on her back several feet away, breathing hard, stomach gulping for air, covered in sweat, her left nipple slipped from its' cup as she tries to get the air back into her body to regroup.
"How do you feel down there? Like a freaking deflated blimp, right, bimbo?" Miley screams down as she pushes herself up to her feet, furious as she aims to kick out towards her foe's tits with another kick. Miley lunge towards Meghan like she is a soccer player, going to knock her foe's sweaty boobs out of her top and knock the wind out of her at the same time, just snarling as she stands over Meghan.
Meghan lets out an anguished cry as her foe's brutal kicks slams into her breasts, knocking her left one fully from the cup as the kick sends her rolling again. Meghan covers up her chest, fighting back sobs as her mind races to come up with something, anything to get her back into this.
One of Meghan's boobs spills free, leaving Miley grinning as she watches Trainor cough for air, struggling not to cry as she laughs, smirking, "Told you I was going to make you sob, bitch, didn't I?"
Miley takes one second to step back and then surges forward again, reaching for Meghan's hair to pull her upwards towards her knees with one hand as she twists and pivot her hips, trying to twerk her ass right into her face and smack her bass right into her face to daze her opponent as Meghan is focused on covering up her cleavage!
Miley's butt bashing up towards her rival's face as she dazes Meghan, the crowd roaring as she smirks, one hand in her hair as the other pumps a victorious fist into the air as she starts to sing her own Acapella version of Meghan's hit song, "All About that Bass", but she can barely get out the opening lyrics before Meghan's claw shoots up between her thighs as she locks on a claw to her crotch. Miley is howling as she screams out and blink back tears.
Meghan is yelping as she is pulled upwards and swaying a bit as she witnesses Miley's hips twist and her ass come right into her face, smacking it around back and forth. But, it would seem that Miley may have overestimated her rival's modesty, or her desperation, because rather than go to cover up her cleavage, her right hand forms a claw and comes straight up her opponent's legs, fingers diving deep into her womanhood from behind. Meghan start to feel a rage from the embarrassment of having Miley's ass in her face and even as she attempts to jerk away, Trainor squeezes harder. Thighs shaking as she tries to slam her butt back into her face and reach down for Meghan's wrists, nails sinking in a bid to try to yank them away as Miley finds herself squealing, "Let go, bitch!!"
"NO!" Meghan yells out in response to Miley's demands, reaching up with her free hand, grabbing the back of her bikini top and pulling down, trying to bring Miley across her shoulders as she wills the last of her energy to bring herself back up to her feet with Cyrus across her shoulders.
Meghan is squeezing harder between Miley's thighs as she yelps, feeling Meghan grip the back of her bikini top as well as she pulls down as Trainor show off her strength and go to push up towards her feet, bringing Miley up across her shoulders. The crowd is in awe and so is Miley as she howls, though is unable to focus on that as she is kicking her feet wildly she does her best to twist and squirm off of her foe's strong shoulders. Miley reaches with both hands down for her tight grip on her womanhood, moaning out in pain as she screams out again, "LET THE F*CK GO!!!"
Meghan lifts Miley up, panting hard as she turn for a moment, letting the crowd watch in admiration as Cyrus squirms but stay up on her shoulders, carrying her foe for a moment until "Fine bitch..." Meghan scowls before she pulls down hard and drops to her knees, slamming Miley's back across her shoulders viciously with a over the shoulder back breaker before releasing her.
Meghan finds her wishes granted, not in the manner in which she expected, as Meghan suddenly drops to her knees and slamming her spine, back and shoulders across Meghan's shoulders in a vicious backbreaker. Miley screams, popping off of her back and landing with a thud on the floor as she is released off of Meghan's shoulders. Landing on her side as the crowd cheers and roars their approval of her backbreaker. Miley is moaning out, wincing as she clutches her back and crotch, kicking her feet as she tries to roll away from her foe as she blinks back tears of her own, "You f*cking bitch...", groaning out in pain as she can't believe that happened.
Meghan turns, seeing Miley try to roll away but reaching out and snatching some of that short blonde hair. Panting still, Meghan shakes her head. "You just don't know when to shut up, do you?". Meghan pant out heavily, sweat forming on her body as she Miley's face hard up against her cleavage, her left breasts hanging out and then she pulls her right breast free, as together they help to form a sweaty seal to smother with as her legs come out from under her to wrap around her foe's body.
"Time to say night night... " Meghan says confidently as she looks to squeeze and smother Miley into unconsciousness.
Meghan just holds onto her short blonde tresses to yank Miley upwards, just pulling her face up snugly against her cleavage as her sweaty tits bounce free from her top, creating a seal against her face as her thick thighs snare out around her waist. Back still throbbing and already out of breathe from the backbreaker, Miley screams out angrily, "Don't you f*cking da..." as Meghan taunts her, cutting off her cries when she begins squeezing and smothering Miley into her tits. Reaching for Trainor's hair with one hand as she yanks back, the other hand trying to punch at her ribs as she tries to push backwards or attempt to turn her face away from her tits, moaning out muffled as she twists her face back and forth.
Meghan falls to her back and pulls Miley with her, then she squeezes and crush her body while pressing her face up against her freed breasts. Meghan grunt out as Miley punches at her side and hiss as she pulls on her hair, but this does little other than weaken her scissor a bit.
"Don't fight it, skinny twig bitch...you're broken." Meghan taunts confidently.
Miley feels Meghan's boobs slap into her face, struggling to breathe as she moans out. Face turning red as she blinks and reaches for her hair with one hand and shoulders with the other as she plants her feet and tries to lift up. Miley is desperately trying to peel her face upwards out of her boobs as she scream furiously, but muffled, into her jugs and pushing as hard as she can upwards!!
Meghan can feel Miley try to lift up and her body even comes up off the ground when she powers up. "F*cking Christ...." Meghan mutters out as she feels Miley scream against her breasts, but she simply brings her arms up and wrap them completely around her rival's head, squeezing that trapped face of hers tightly now as she protects and continues the smother.
Miley is screaming furiously against her tits as she pushes up hard as she can, feeling her body lift upwards but her arms lift up, with her surprisingly strong forearms closing around her head as Meghan maintains the smother. Miley can't seem to turn her face anywhere without Meghan's tits in her face, regretting freeing them now as she slaps at her strong forearms, her body slumping down against them. Losing air and energy fast, Miley try to reach down for her foe's crushing thighs and slaps at them with one hand, shoving at her shoulders with the other as she makes one last bid for freedom, just bridging up as Miley feels herself about to cry!
Meghan feels her rival's body start to give in to fear and pain as she keep the smother locked in tight. Meghan feel Miley push at her shoulder and shrugs it off, her own tired body invigorated by the sight of Cyrus withering to this hold. "You got two ways out twig, dream land or tap tap tap...what's it going to be?" Meghan taunts her.
Miley can hear the taunts coming from Meghan's lips, her brain barely comprehending the words. Cyrus is blinking as she shivers and can't imagine passing out into her foe's tits, face red as she gurgles into her boobs and slump down. Miley realizes she is unable to escape as her palm reaches out to tap at her opponent's thighs and ass weakly, arm almost too tired to lift as she mumble into Meghan's melons, submitting to Meghan's boob smother.
The crowd lets out a roar of applause and it even takes Meghan a moment to release Miley has tapped out. Meghan gives Miley one last hard squeeze of both her legs and her arms before she finally releases her and shove Cyrus aside. Meghan lays there for a moment on her back to bask in her victory before she struggle to get herself back to her feet.
Miley hears the crowd cheering for Meghan as she blinks back tears some more, refusing to cry into her cleavage even as Trainor pump her tits into her face and thighs around her waist before she releases her, sending me sprawling to to the side. Miley's own tits heaving in and out in her bikini, face red, sweaty and disheveled, slick with sweat as she kicks her feet and tries to gulp in air, moaning out dazed as she blinks and struggle to comprehend what happened.
Meghan gets to her feet and raises her hands up in victory, soaking in the cheers for a moment before she turns her attention to Miley. "Now...let me teach you a little lesson in Twerking..." Meghan says with a smirk as she reaches down and grabs her roughly by the hair, pulling Miley along the carpet and sitting up against the wall.
"No, no, no, Meghan!" Miley shouts, shaking her head back and forth as she is slammed up against the wall in a sitting position, kicking her feet as she tries to bring her hands up and squeals, "You don't dare f*cking do this to me..." Miley is starting to come around, dizzy and panting out, just gulping in air.
Meghan gazes down at her desperate rival and smirks. "You should have thought about this and kept your smart mouth shut. Your lips were moving too much." Meghan then look over to the guy by the bar and extends a finger, pointing to him as she orders him to "Hit the music!" with a cocky wink. Suddenly "All About That Bass” comes to life over the speaker system. At this point, Meghan begins to dance, shaking her booty all over and twerking it right up against her defeated visage.
Miley sees her rival smirk over to the DJ at the bar with a wink, witnessing Meghan confidently spinning around as she suddenly start twerking, shaking, bumping and grinding her booty all over her face. Miley is treated to an up close demonstration of Meghan's own booty skills as she is forced to listen to "All about that Bass" blare over the loudspeakers as the crowd roars, tears welling up in her eyes as she start to cry into her foe's dominant ass. Miley is dazed as Trainor smacking her face backwards and butt boxing repeatedly into her face throughout this smothering session as Miley can do nothing else but to sit there and take it!
Miley feels her face worked over and over throughout the entire song, which is only minutes, but feels like hours as Miley sobs into her foe's smothering posterior as Trainor's tush finally grinds out the ending and Meghan's ass against her face, which is offering no resistance at this point. Miley starts to pitch forward limply, almost collapsing facefirst to the floor before Trainor catches her by the hair, going to grip her bottoms and yanking forward. Meghan lifts Miley up and just tosses her into the pool, landing with a loud splash as Cyrus yelps, landing with a rude awakening into the pool as she thrashes and squeals, to the cheers and amusement of the crowd, This is all done with a loud declaration from Meghan, “Now, to give her trashy, skanky, loser ass a bath.." as she grabs her foe's bottoms with one hand and her hair in the other, jerking hard and sending her flying towards the pool.
It takes a few moments, but Miley emerges out of the water, pulling herself out of the pool as she watches her rival slap her ass, showing off her "bass" and her upset win as the crowd chants Meghan's name. Miley is forced to watch as her rival heads to the dressing room and she can do nothing else but glare after her. Silently, Miley vows her revenge as she slinks off tonight, her position in the music industry totally upended by this newcomer but more determined than ever to take her spot back on top before long and prove that her bass is best!
Meghan laughs as her foe splashes around in the pool, and she finally takes a moment to cover her breasts back up, snapping her bikini back into place. "This is what that bass is all about people, so bring on any other doubters!" Meghan yell out, slapping her posterior and getting a big reaction from the crowd as she poses for a moment, before heading back to her dressing room. At least for tonight, Meghan proved that this crowd is “All About That Bass” - HER bass - emerging victorious in a big win that should get her some serious attention from the rest of the Hollywood celebrity catfight scene.
