Testing the waters, Laura sizes up Katy and bumps her again - albeit a bit harder this time. Laura moans softly; Katy's tits were like two heavy sandbags. How her upper body could even support so much weight shocked Laura and slowly, she started to feel a nugget of doubt blossom in her stomach. "My turn," Katy grins evilly. For dramatic effect, Katy slowly stalks her way towards Laura who takes a step back each time instinctively out of fear. When Laura feels her back touch the wall, she decides she must shift the momentum to her side. She digs her heels into the ground and springs herself tits first into Katy. With nipples aimed like drills, she digs her pointy breasts straight into Katy's. With skillful precision, she manages to collide with Katy right below her nipples so that Laura's are buried deep within Katy's while Katy's own pair harmlessly slide above. Completely caught of guard, Katy cries in agony as she feels Laura's nipples dig deep into her cleavage. Satisfied with her work, Laura shouts out, "What happened to those nipples you're so proud of?" Katy grimaces and tries slamming her tits into Laura's. With deliberate grace, Laura cleverly moves to the right slightly so that Katy misses. Off balance, Katy turns to face Laura only to be greeted by a searing pain in her bosom. "What use are tits when you don't have the brains to use them?" Laura quips. Katy backs off to regain her breath.
Laura watches as Katy is hunched over, sucking in air like a fish and gently rubbing her sore breasts. Suddenly, Katy squeals in pain when she touches a soft spot; Laura doubles over in laughter. Katy roars in anger and charges Laura who again, uses the same tactic she employed previously and ruthlessly bombard's Katy's big but faltering breasts. Suddenly, Laura pounces and unleashes a relentless onslaught on Katy's breasts. Rhythmically, Laura hums to herself, "One, two. One, two. Right,left. Right,left," as Katy's mega melons shake uncontrollably. Katy's body seems to stop reacting as she's just standing there - arms hanging like wet noodles, taking each blow while her entire body shudders. Finally, Laura relents and allows Katy to recover. "Don't die on me now," Laura chides, "I still have lots of things I want to try." "I have an idea," Katy retorts angrily, "How about you stop using your fucking fancy footwork and actually face me?" Laura remains silent for a moment as she checks out Katy. Her breasts seem to have lost most of their firmness and her once stiff nipples were now retracted to tiny buds. Laura smiles to herself and with arms outstretched, she grins invitingly, "Be my guest"
To her utter shock, Katy obliges and with arms firmly wrapped around each other, Laura starts to squeeze. Laura feels Katy's vast but delicate amount of titflesh envelope her breasts. Confidently, Laura squeezes harder with the vicious intention of cleaving Katy's breasts in two with her dagger-like nipples and her efforts were rewarded by a gentle groan. After almost an entire minute of squeezing, Laura suddenly finds herself short of breath. Slowly but surely, she feels a constricting pain in her chest and looks down with absolute disbelief; Her tits were almost invisible - covered by Katy's endless ocean of breast. Katy forces her pained expression into a contorted smile and whispers inaudibly, "Got you!" On the verge of panicking, Laura desperately struggles to escape the hold before she runs of out breath but Katy's vice grip is unshakable. Although guided by a sagacious mind, Laura tits were just outgunned by Katy's larger pair and in a battle of might, Laura finds herself succumbing. Eventually, Laura stops struggling and her grip of Katy loosens. After a good minute of squeezing, Katy lets Laura crumple and sag towards the ground. Laura's knees buckle and she drops to the pavement, tits first. Thankfully, however, she's too out of it to feel any pain. Katy flips Laura over and admires her handiwork, staring at Laura's deflated, bruised, and now scraped breasts. She clutches her own breasts and squeezes them proudly. Once again, they've proven to be superior to a rivaling pair.
"Fighters, please proceed to your corner. We're running out of time and we need to get this underway," a PA system blares. Katy sighs, she'll have a lot of explaining to do on why there will be no broadcast on their battle...
