Tania looked over at Tiff as she was getting ready for her match.
“It is impressive that they you are already having your first headliner and a mud match no less. I still remember when you you had your first fight against me as a Rattata and now you are going to be the main event. I bet you are excited!”
“Yea, how could I forget, you used the ropes to give me a nasty burn to my pussy!”
Tania laughed “Need I remind you that you scratched up my breasts pretty bad. I thought you were going to use those tiny Rattata claws to tear my tits off!”
Tiff rolled her eyes but had a grin on her face enjoying the friendly banter.
“Well next time we fight I will give you a rope burn while you can rip my tits up. Deal?”
Tania giggled at the thought “Deal but I will beat you this time! Are you almost done yet? Why are you such a slowpoke? I swear you better not be late for your match!”
“First I am going to beat your ass in our rematch and second hold your horses I am almost done.”
Tiff closed her locker door finally done getting dressed and turned to Tania. Her old Totodile cosplay was ruined in her last match and instead of remaking it Tiff decided to tweak it a little. Instead of a one piece swimsuit Tiff wore a two piece that reminded her of a volleyball player’s sporty attire. The suit was a light shade of blue with the top having a large yellow chevron by hear breasts and her bottoms having light yellow trim around them. Her legs were bare which helped showcase her tight round ass hidden by her trunks. She still wore the red spines on her back from her old costume.
“So how do you like my new and improved costume? A bit sexier don’t you think?”
“Nice” Tania said looking Tiff up and down “Much sexier and it does a good job showing your curves, if I do say. I noticed you slightly changed your hair color from last time. Still the same baby blue hair but you have red highlights in the back.”
“Glad you noticed that. I think having a bit more red makes everything stand out more, especially with my short hair. One of my fans actually suggested that.”
“A fan suggested the red highlights.” Tiff remarked with a big smirk on her face “And by chance was this the same fan that you sent the X-rated photos of that cheating Flaffy bitch?”
“Yes….I mean no!” Tiff blurted out, looking uncomfortable with Tania bringing this up.“Mark did not suggest the red color. Well he just said that he liked the red in my outfit and wondered if I could do something different.” Tiff began running her hands through her hair, a habit she picked up whenever she was nervous.
“Oh so you know this “fan” on a first name basis must be serious” Tania said, making sure to put air quotes around fan to the irritation of Tiff.
“It is nothing. I just helped him get his phone fixed and we talked a little. Is there anything wrong with that?”
“No” Tania said as she slyly looked over to Tiff’s bag where her phone was, an evil idea coming to her mind.
“So you would have no issue with me looking at your phone right?”
“No! That’s personal.”
“Too bad” with that Tania grabbed Tiff’s phone before she could react.
“Give it back!” Tiff began to struggle with Tania for her phone but Tania gave her a playful hip check and sent Tiff backwards on her butt.
“You should really put a password on your phone Tiff. You never know when someone might steal it!”
“Why you little” Tiff’s response was cut of short as Tania’s ass engulfed her face in a playful facesit.
“Let’s see contacts M for Mark…ah here we go.” Tania began to giggle as she read out the last text message in her best impression of Tiff.
“Hey Mark got you those front row tickets you asked for I hope you are excited to see me headline and kick a girl’s ass. I really appreciate your ideas on my costume I think it looks a lot better now”
“Ooo! Special attention to a fan must be serious.” A little ding sounded notifying of another text. “And he just responded!”
Tiff flailed her arms weakly, trying to get the phone back, but Tania refused to budge.
“Hey Tiff, thanks again for the front row seats I can’t wait to see you kick that wanna be water type’s ass. I liked talking about your costume last night if you want to we can hang out a little and talk about Pokémon? Of course you might be sick of Pokémon after your fight so we can talk about something else. Unless you don’t want to talk at all that would be fine.”
“That is so cute! Mark and Tiff sitting in a Tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G” Tania began to sing and then began to type back a response.
“We can talk Pokémon or we can look over those “special” photos I sent you. Maybe I can even send you some more photos
.”
Tiff had enough of this embarrassing torture and opened wide and prepared to bite Tania’s ass. But Tania freed Tiff from her prison and looked down at her.
“You were going to bite my ass weren’t you?”
“No” Tiff said trying to sound as innocent as possible. She got up and grabbed her phone, stashing it in her locker.
“Sorry Tania got to go!”
Before Tiff got out of earshot she heard Tania shout “This conversation is not over!”
Finally away from Tania Tiff did her best to get her mind on the match when she heard the announcer speak.
“Ladies and Gentlemen the final match of tonight is an Evolution match. Whichever girls wins will be allowed to evolve into her next form. Introducing first Tiff the Totodile!”
Upon hearing her name announced Tiff jumped out onto the ramp and did a quick little pose shaking her ass. The crowd roared in approval and Tiff ran down the ramp giving every fan a high five pumping them up. At the end of the ramp she spied Mark waving her over for another selfie. She smiled but felt butterflies in her stomach as she made her way over to him. She squashed the nervous feeling and squeezed in tight for a selfie, making sure to put Mark’s hand on her ass.
“Uh Thanks Tiff… your ass looks great…. I mean your outfit looks great!” Mark stammered out embarrassed for his slip.
Tiff giggled and blew him a kiss and made her way to the small pit of mud in the center of the arena.
“And her opponent, Mira the Mudkip!”
At the top of the ramp appeared a young woman with shoulder length dark blue hair with a large blue fin on top of her head and two smaller bright orange fins by her ears. She was wearing a one piece swimsuit that fit snugly on her body. The sides of her outfit were colored the same dark blue as her hair while the middle was colored a lighter shade of blue. Right in the center of her costume was a small window, trimmed with bright orange, that gave everyone a view of Mira’s ample cleavage.
Mira spun around at the top of the ramp giving her ass a shake showing off another fin glued to her behind. After giving the audience a good look at her assets she began to backflip down the ramp showcasing her flexibility, to the wonderment of the audience. She finished her gymnastic routine with a showy somersault, landing in a graceful bow at the bottom of the ramp. Mira smiled, delighted that the audience seemed to prefer her entrance compared to Tiff’s standard routine. As Mira posed for her fans she spotted Mark ready to take a picture of her.
“Hey there lets give you a selfie you will never forget!” Mira grabbed Mark’s head and smooshed it right against her breasts, his face turning bright red as he took his selfie.
“See I told you would like it!” She gave Mark a playful kiss on the forehead and made her way into the pool of mud.
Tiff was slack-jawed at Mira’s amazing entrance and it did not help that she practically smothered Mark in her breasts. She began to feel the butterflies in her stomach again as the Referee called both fighters to the center of the muddy ring.
“Ok girls standard rules apply. Win by a three count, knockout, or verbal submission. Winner gets to sexually humiliate the loser. Do you both agree to these rules?”
“Agreed” Tiff said, doing her best to forget her jitteriness
“Ooh sexual humiliation I like the sound of that, I can’t wait to play with a cute Totodile as Marshtomp.”
The referee moved out of the mud and rang the bell to start the match.
Tiff and Mira charged at each other locking their hands in a test of strength. Both girls began to strain against each other, their feet slipping with each shove in the mud.
“You may have some good athletic moves but you don’t have the endurance to compete with me Mira.”
“You are wrong Tiff, us Mudkips love the mud so this is home turf and I never lose at home.” Mira gave a strong push forcing Tiff back at little.
“Nice, but let me show you the strength of a Totodile about to become a Croconaw!” Tiff gathered her strength and shoved with all her might causing Mira to stumble and fall onto one knee.
“Got to admit it you are tough and pretty Tiff, I like that. How about we stop fighting and make-out in the mud. I am sure the audience would love that.”
Tiff’s face blushed a little but she quickly responded “Oh no you don’t. I am not going to be lured in with your sweet words, the audience paid to see a catfight.” Tiff gave one final push that forced Mira to fall back into the mud with Tiff on top of her.
Tiff was spared being covered in mud, with only a few specks of it flying onto her swimsuit. Mira was not so lucky. Her lower half of her outfit was drenched with mud, with her ass beneath the murky sludge. Her torso was clear but the force of the fall had knock the fins off of her head while her hair was covered in dirty brown splotches.
The crowd shouted in approval, glad that both girls were getting dirty.
Tiff looked down at a dirty Mira “Hear that, I think the audience agrees with me, how about we give them a little more?” Tiff grabbed Mira’s breasts and began to claw at them and kneading them as if they were dough.
“Get your hands off of me you pervert!” Mira cried as she desperately tried to pry Tiff’s hands off her chest.
“Who are you calling a pervert? You wanted roll around in the mud and makeout a few seconds ago and you like the thought of sexually humiliating me! Well guess what, in this fight tits are fair game, so how about we stop teasing our fans and show them the goods.”
Tiff removed her hands from Mira’s breasts and began to tear at the small window of Mira’s swimsuit. The latex like fabric was hard to rip but Tiff was able to stretch the opening to reveal more of Mira’s breasts to an appreciative crowd.
Knowing if she did not act fast she would be topless Mira let go of Tiff’s hands and grabbed a handful of mud “This Mudkip is not going to be stripped so easily you pervy slut. Enjoy a mud-slap bitch.”
Tiff was caught completely off guard as the slap impacted her face and sent her tumbling into the mud. Not wanting to give Tiff a chance to recover Mira pounced on top of Tiff and mounted her in a schoolgirl pin.
“Now that’s better, I always prefer to be on top. You were such a dirty girl going after my breasts so early into the match. You wanted to play in the mud with me didn’t you?”
“Fuck you!” cried Tiff, trying her best to wiggle out of Mira’s pin.
“Ooh you have a dirty mouth too? I can fix that” Mira began to rain muddy slaps onto Tiff’s face leaving hand prints which each consecutive slap.
“This is so much fun. I bet you enjoy having a girl dominate you, maybe you are a bit submissive?”
“Shut up you crazy bitch! I don’t like girls like that!”
“Not into girls you say, well neither am I.” Mira paused her slaps for a moment to look down at Tiff with an evil grin on her face. “I just like beating girls but I think you do enjoy being dominated judging by your erect nipples.”
“What…My nipples aren’t erect” Tiff stammered out clearly mortified at Mira’s words. Before she could regain her composure Mira moved her hands to Tiff’s chest and began to pinch her nipples.
“AHH! stop that it hurts!”
“But I want to show the crowd how sensitive your nipples are.” Mira said in a coy and mocking tone. “Maybe you are right this is a catfight after all and the fans want to see the goods” Mira smiled, glad to throw Tiff’s words earlier in the match right back at her.
Mira then began to slowly move her muddy hands sensually down Tiff’s chest giving her fans a little show, arching her back and letting out little moans of pleasure. She slipped her hands under Tiff’s top pinching her nipples and with one big yank pulled Tiff’s tits out for the whole world to see.
“SHITTTT!” Tiff screamed at the top of her lungs. Tiff heard the audience begin to chant Mira’s name and calls of “Strip her!”
She hated how this match was going, Mira was getting in her head with all of her lewd comments and Tiff was letting her run away with the fight. All Tiff could do was flail and build up her rage against this tramp.
Mira laughed at Tiff’s ineffectual thrashing “My, My, I thought you were supposed to be a tough fighter but I guess you are just a jobber enjoying when a better girl beats the crap out of her. I wonder what your fans think of you especially that cute one who likes taking selfies. If I can’t makeout with you then I guess I can have my way with him as you watch.”
Tiff’s rage erupted when she heard those words. Using it to fuel her comeback, she kicked her legs up and around Mira’s neck and flung her off of her, sending her skidding through the mud. Tiff picked herself up and tore off her muddy top. Her tits were covered in splotches of drying mud and her nipples were red from the abuse.
“I’ve had enough of your raunchy comments, you want to play dirty then I can play dirty.”
Tiff stalked over to Mira and grabbed the bottom of her swimsuit and began to pull.
“What are you doing stop! Everyone will see my privates!” Mira frantically began to claw at Tiff hands desperately trying to keep herself covered
“You are such a tease, hyping up your fans as if you are going to sexually dominate another girl when in reality you are probably to scared to even kiss another girl. Well guess what in a catfight you got to show some skin!”
Tiff ripped off a section of Mira’s blue swimsuit revealing her nicely shaved pussy to the crowd. Catcalls began to ring out through the warehouse as fans whistled at Mira’s predicament. Mira tried to hide her exposed privates to the crowd but could not cover up the large tear that Tiff made.
“Stop you bastards! This is embarrassing” Mira started to blush which made Tiff extremely happy, glad that Mira was receiving a taste of her own medicine.
“How does it feel now that you have a bit of a breeze down there, Is it too cold? Well it is about to get a lot colder.”
Tiff ducked and spun up her first and sent it straight at Mira’s exposed pussy.
“Enjoy my Ice punch you crazy bitch!”
“AAAAH!” Mira dropped to her knees as she clutched at her groin in pain.
“You fucking slut that was not cold it felt like a ton of bricks being slammed into my vagina!”
“You are right I guess it was a Mega punch instead of an Ice punch. I always get the different punches confused but when it comes to water moves I never make a mistake. So how about we go for a little surf?”
“What how can you….” but before she could finish her sentence Tiff grabbed Mira by her hair and threw her face first into the mud. Using Mira’s hair as a handle Tiff began to drag her through the pool building up a steady speed. Once she had enough speed Tiff let go of Mira’s hair and jumped on her ass.
“Surf’s up dudes!” Tiff shouted to the audience as she rode Mira right until the edge of the pool where she jumped off and forced Mira to go flying into a big pile of built muck.
Glancing over at her handiwork Tiff started to laugh. Mira’s face was buried deep in the mud and only her ass, with the fin on top, and her exposed pussy were showing.
“Look at her guys, it looks like the Mudkip is trying to use dig to get out of the ring! I think I should help her out.”
Tiff plunged her hands into the mud and pulled Mira’s face out. Mira sucked in a big gulp of air, grateful to be out of her brown prison. Her once blue hair was unrecognizable as it looked like it was dyed a sickly brown color. Mira’s swimsuit was even worse, as Tiff’s earlier tearing in the beginning of the match had only gotten bigger with Mira’s breasts almost fully exposed and her suit barely clinging on. Not that there was much to see with her tits being caked in thick clumps of mud.
“I thought Mudkips liked the mud?” Tiff asked Mira sarcastically “Are you going to be a good girl now and not make lewd comments about me?”
Mira spat out some mud from her mouth and starred daggers back at Tiff.
“When I get my hands on you I am going to show that cute fan of yours how much of a slut you really are by making you cum like a common whore!”
Tiff growled “Stop talking about Mark!”
Mira smiled, her teeth coated in brown sludge, “I can’t wait for Mark to see you moaning underneath me as you beg to be let go. I will even let you put your humiliation on OnlyFans so you can at least make a buck off of your pleasure!”
“That fucking does it!” Tiff slammed Mira’s head back into the mud and grabbed a hold of Mira’s ass fin and pulled, tearing it off, leaving her butt completely exposed.
“I fought some crazy girls in this league but you are by far the most perverted and obscene girl I have ever fought. You deserve everything I give you from here on out! So open wide bitch!”
Tiff lifted Mira’s head one last time only to shove her fin into her mouth as she went for another gulp of air. Next she grabbed a handful of Mira’s hair with one hand and positioned herself behind the prone girl, readying herself for the next series of attacks.
“Look at this cute little butt, your swimsuit did a good job of keeping it nice and clean of mud, but I think it would look better with a bit of color. How about red and brown?”
Tiff proceeded to slap Mira’s ass cheeks back and forth, as if they were a pair of drums, leaving behind muddy handprints. With each slap Tiff yanked Mira back by her hair keeping her off balance and unable to retaliate.
“You must find yourself in this position a lot. I bet you even pay a hooker every night to slap your ass while they pull your hair as that is the only way to cure your horniness.” Tiff thrusted her crotch comically into Mira backside and laughed saying “Well you are in luck for tonight I am going to do it for free.”
“Like the hell you are!” Mira screamed, finally spitting the fin from her mouth. She slammed her butt back into Tiff catching her by surprise, knocking the wind out of her and allowing Mira to escape. Mira scrambled to her feet, a look of pure hatred on her face.
“You stupid, slutty, sad excuse for a water type, bitch! I may not be a rock type but try withstanding this move, Rock throw!” Mira took some of the mud off her body and began chucking clumps of it at Tiff. She tried her best to block the barrage of mud being thrown at her but Mira was like a machine gun.
Mira laughed manically “Once I win this match. I am going to make you my little toy and show the fans how much you liked to be played with. Then I am going to show your little boyfriend your water gun move and see how much you can squirt!”
“He’s not my boyfriend!” Tiff tried to get up to stop the onslaught but the mud was coming in too fast and some of the mud was dry enough to the point where they stung with each hit. Finally a large glob of mud smacked Tiff square in the face blinding her.
Seeing her chance Mira tackled Tiff shouting “Enjoy this you basic bitch!”
Mira’s tackle forced Tiff to fall flat on her back as Mira put her arm on Tiff’s neck trying to go for a chokehold.
“Do you like my version of sleep?” Mira laughed in a devilish tone “It is a bit more rough but a bimbo like you is probably going to get off by being choked by a pretty girl. Don’t worry I’ll make sure you are awake to see me use attract on your number one fan, I know it will be super effective!”
Tiff’s options looked bleak as with each passing second Mira’s hold on her neck was getting tighter. Still being blind from the mud meant that any counter move was literally done in the dark. However, a brilliant idea flashed across Tiff’s mind.
“You are...such a tease” Tiff croaked, straining to get the words out “You would be…. too chicken to even kiss him...let alone show him your goods.”
“What! I am not a tease!” Mira said, shocked at Tiff’s accusation “I would totally rock his world unlike you!”
“Tough talk...I bet you never even kissed…. someone before….you just flirt and are to shy to act.”
Mira slightly loosened her hold on Tiff, furious at being called a tease and glorified flirt.
“Why you little tramp! I have totally kissed multiple people. I ah, just don’t like to kiss and tell but I will show you here!”
Mira plunged down on Tiff releasing her hold only to put a lock on Tiff’s lips. Tiff was taken aback by Mira’s kiss, just planning on her to be embarrassed enough to release the hold, but Tiff gladly reciprocated the kiss in kind.
The audience erupted in roar of pure excitement as two muddy Poké-babes made out in the center of the ring. Shouts of “Go Mira knock that bitch out with a kiss” and “Go Tiff show that tease how a real girl kisses” spread throughout the arena. It was clear Tiff and Mira were giving it their best.
Sadly the girls best was not actually all that good. The two girls kissing looked more like two freshly caught Goldeens splashing around ineffectually, rather than sexy girl on girl action. Mira had her whole mouth sucked onto Tiff’s lips as if she was giving her CPR while Tiff seemed to be bobbing her head up and down in a failed attempt to appear sexy. For all their trash talk neither girl seemed to be enjoying the kiss keeping their eyes shut tight not wanting to look the other girl in the face.
The cheers of the crows died down as the impromptu make-out session unfolded in front of them. It was clear to everyone that both girls did not have much experience and all the enjoyment of the fight was sucked out of the room. Steadily the noise in the arena began to quiet down to a low murmur. Sensing the change in the crowd both girls stopped sucking each others faces and looked at the audience.
“What the hell! you guys don’t want to two girls kissing in the mud?” Mira said to the silent crowd.
“You suck at kissing!” Shouted a lone voice.
Tiff wiped the mud off her face and began to laugh “See even the audience knows you never kissed another person in your life besides your parents!”
Tiff’s enjoyment was short lived as a different voice shouted “You suck too. Stick to catfighting!”
Both girls were horrified at the public rejection of their kissing techniques but instead of running away to hide both girls locked eyes with each other and channeled their humiliation into vengeance.
“You stupid wanna be slut look at what you caused!” Tiff said as she got up right into Mira’s face.
“My fault! You were the one who goaded me into kissing you!” Mira replied getting nose to nose with Tiff.
“Goaded! This whole fucking match you have been going on about how you wanted to use me well from where I stand you are just an immature girl who want guys to look at her tits.” Tiff grabbed the remains of Mira’s swimsuit and tore, easily destroying her damaged top and exposing her mud caked boobs to the crowd.”
“OOOOOH!” The crowd began to perk up glad to see that the cattiness of the fight was back on.
Mira was too angry to even think about being completely naked in front of a large crowd and mashed her breasts right into Tiff’s.
“Tough talk coming from a girl who is probably just wet thinking about what I am going to do to you!” In a flash Mira grabbed Tiff’s trunk and yanked them down leaving Tiff’s pussy exposed.
Both girls stood motionless in the center of the ring, their naked bodies jammed together in a nasty staredown. Neither girl dared to make the next move and let the tension build up between them. The audience, who moments ago were losing interest, were held in rapt attention waiting for these two hellcats to explode.
After what felt like and eternity, the motionless girls erupted and let out a primeval yell and grabbed handfuls of hair. Both girls, who were still intertwined, pulled with all their might letting out all of their pent up aggression.
“I am going to rip that stupid tomboy mop off your head” Mira said almost spitting the words at Tiff. “No guy would ever want too look at you ever again so there goes your cosplaying career but then again you could always try porn? No, porn would be to high class for you! Once this match is done I will drop you off at a trashy strip club, I think they will take anyone but you might have to wear a bag over your head!”
“Why won’t you shut up! Do I have to shove your hair down your throat to keep you quiet?” Tiff really hated this girl. There was trash talking but this was going to far. Tiff yanked as hard as she could on Mira’s hair which caused Mira to stumble a bit.
Tiff smiled “My short tomboy hair does not give you that much to pull on, right bitch? That is why I love girls with long hair it give me all the leverage in the world!” To emphasize her point Tiff gave Mira’s head multiple hard shakes, further throwing her off balance.
Realizing she was losing the hairpulling battle Mira let go of Tiff’s hair and instead went directly for Tiff’s tits, digging her nails deep into her titty flesh.
“AAAAH! Get you nails out of my tits!” Tiff screamed but still held an iron grip on Mira’s hair.
“No, If I really want to end your career I need to target your rather small assets first!” Mira raked her nails over Tiff’s tits and then used her nails to squeeze Tiff nipples.
“FUCK! STOP IT”
“Let go of my fucking hair then!”
“You let go of my tits first.”
“Never!”
Hearing this Tiff wrapped her hands in enough hair as they could hold and began to pull, using every bit of strength she had. Mira responded in kind, digging her nails deeper into Tiff’s sensitive breasts. It was clear that it was now a test of endurance as to who would give in first, Tiff or Mira.
The crowd began to cheer for their favorite girl shouting encouragement to them to hold the line.
“Come on Tiff ignore the pain and rip that mouthy bitch’s hair right off.”
“Mira twist her nipples more. Just fight through the pain.”
Tiff and Mira refused to give an inch but as each girl was reaching their pain threshold, Tiff gave one last forceful tug which pried some hair off of Mira’s head.
“SHITTT!” Mira cried as she let go of Tiff’s breasts and collapsed back into the mud holding her head in pain. Tiff was not far behind her as she fell down onto her knees and began to massage her battered breasts.
Mira patted her head checking for damage and felt that there was a small bald spot and looked over a Tiff and saw the strands of her muddy blue hair by Tiff’s side. Mira was beyond furious at Tiff’s apparent victory and slowly stood up, using the pain as motivation to take her revenge on Tiff. The only consolation prize that Mira could take was that Tiff seemed to be in more agony then her. Her breasts looked like they had been through a shredder with dozens of scratch marks crisscrossing her tits. Where Mira had used her nails to pinch and dig into the flesh she could make out little drops of blood beginning to form.
Mira slowly walked over to Tiff and stood over her “You may have won the battle but you are going to lose the war.” She grabbed Tiff’s legs and wrenched them apart a wicked smile on her face as she began to bash her foot into Tiff’s crotch
“I think your pussy needs some attention too! A submissive slut like you should love this pain otherwise, this is the only action you will be having down there for a long time!”
Tiff let out a bloodcurdling scream as each stomp on her pussy sent excruciating pain throughout her whole body. Tiff was helpless to stop the onslaught as she was on the verge on passing out.
“Oh is the little cumslut getting sleepy? Well what you need is a nice dip in the mud to wake you up”
Mira roughly grabbed Tiff by her hair and began to dunk her head in the mud. Tiff gasped with each plunge into the mud trying to stay conscious and in the fight.
“Not so fun when it is done to you? I think you are awake enough to see my final move.”
Mira hoisted Tiff to her knees and ran to the far side of the pool. Once there Mira went into a full on sprint and began to cartwheel towards Tiff building up speed. Right before she collided into Tiff, Mira leaped into the air and twisted herself so her butt was flying straight towards the prone girl. Mira’s ass impacted Tiff’s face with a loud smack and sent her careening into the mud.
The crowd went wild at Mira’s over the top attack, with even some of Tiff’s own supporters hollering their support. Mira bowed and waved to her appreciative fans confident she had this match in the bag.
“Thank you, Thank you. Did you like my booty slam?”
“YES” screamed the crowd
“Do you want to see more of my superior, round, supple ass in that loser’s face?”
“YEAH”
“That’s what I like to hear!”
Mira practically skipped over to the downed Tiff, overjoyed at the audience’s support for her.
“Hey there sleepyhead didn’t you hear your fans?” Tiff only groaned in pain barely moving. “What cat got your tongue? Oh come on a little slut like you should want to please her fans any way she can. You know what, I am going to be a good sport and help you out.”
Mira began to twerk her ass on Tiff’s face bouncing her butt up and down. The fans in the crowd, who were already hyped up, went crazy and began to chant Mira’s name
“Hear that loser? Not a single fan is cheering for you to get up. I bet even Mark is cheering for me, he probably is getting excited thinking about what I am going to do to you. Don’t worry though I will be sure to take good care of him.”
Tiff was barely holding on and was on the verge of tears. With each slam of Mira’s ass on her face Tiff’s fighting spirit slowly faded. All she wanted was for this match to be over so she could slink back home and hide away from the rest of the world.
“Second time today I had someone’s ass in my face first Tania and now this bitch?” Tiff thought to herself. However, the thought of Tania gave her an idea. Right as she was about to lift her butt of her face, Tiff grabbed ahold of Mira’s ass and sought out her lady bits.
“Yeah I bet you like this you cheap whore I can’t wait….What are you doing? OH MY GOD STOP DON’T BITE DOWN THERE!” Mira squealed as Tiff bit down on her pussy.
"YOU DIRTY BITCH DO YOU ALWAYS BITE A GIRL IN YOUR MATCHES?"
Mira lifted her ass just enough for Tiff to reply “Consider it a love bite, for I am going to eat you out!”
“STOP IT, NO GET YOUR DIRTY TONGUE OUT OF THERE!” Mira began to frantically try to scramble away from Tiff’s sultry onslaught but Tiff held on stubbornly. She may have not been a good kisser but she knew a thing or two about pleasing herself down below.
“OooooOOOooooH!” Mira let out a series of small moans as Tiff worked her magic “NoooooOH, Stoooop It, that's cheatinnnng!”
“Look at her she is making her cum” The crowd began to laugh hysterically at Mira.
“Noooo I Ammmm noooot cummmming!” Mira hated how fast the crowd turned on her and she just wanted this pleasurable torment to stop. She was finally able to break free of Tiff’s sweet kiss but her legs felt like jello and she collapsed on the ground.
Tiff gulped down the fresh air, glad to be rid of the smell of sweaty muddy snatch. She turned and saw Mira slowly crawling away and unable to stand. Tiff felt a little proud at how good her tongue technique was.
“I guess I just need to work on kissing” Tiff thought to herself. She gave Mira no time to recover as she slapped her hand on Mira’s stimulated pussy and began to rub.
“Where do you think you are going the fun is just starting.” Tiff said in as sweet and sensual voice she could muster.
“Noooooo Please Dooon’t Tooouch there!” Mira said between moans. “I cannn’t take anymoooore of this!”
“That’s the plan” Tiff replied with a coy tone. Tiff momentarily stopped her delicate rubbing to grab Mira’s legs and brought them up by her head in a pin. Tiff held onto Mira’s leg to keep her immobile as she lowered her head once again to begin her Licking. All Mira could do was cover her hands over her eyes in pure embarrassment.
The referee scrambled over to the girls and began the count.
“One” Tiff licked once to keep tally
“Two” double laps to Mira’s flower
“Three” One big slurp to finish the count at the sound of the bell!
The referee took Tiff’s hand and raised her up “Here is your winner Tiff the….What Totodile is evolving!” The main lights in the arena darkened and a bright spotlight was shined on Tiff as dozens of other spotlights flashed spun around her. Tiff had the biggest smile on her face as she held a cute pose only to jump in the air and let out a big roar. Her tits hurt from the movement but she did not care too caught up in the moment.
“Congratulations” Shouted the Referee “Tiff the Totodile has evolved into Tiff the Croconaw!”
The crowd cheered for Tiff and her new evolution. Tiff was beyond relieved that she won the match and snatched victory from the jaws of defeat.
“Now time for the humiliation round” the ref yelled over the sound of the crowd.
Tiff walked over to the prone Mira who was quietly sobbing to herself and roughly grabbed her by her hair.
“Come on you slutty tease. I liked it when I rode your ass like a surfboard so how about a ride around the pool?”
Tiff jumped on the back of Mira and began to direct her around the ring by her hair as if she was a little pony. Tiff blew kisses to the crowd but Mira struggled with Tiff’s weight on her back and slowed down. Tiff slapped her ass hard to “encourage” Mira to pick up the pace.
“Come on bitch, giddy up! Hey guys I heard you like Mudkips is that true?”
“NO!” shouted the crowd laughing.
“Oh is that so I guess I will have to make this Mudkip a bit more entertaining.”
Tiff dismounted Mira, making sure to push her back into the mud, as she beckoned over the Referee with a special package. She handed Tiff a large light blue strap-on that Tiff gladly put on as she faced Mira once again.
“Time to stop teasing the crowd come here!” Mira began to sob uncontrollably
“Please anything but that. I am sorry for my comments I just say them to rile up the crowd. I would never used that on you I would have just made some more dirty comments and smacked your ass I really don’t like doing that kind of stuff during a match!”
Tiff hated this girl but still felt a bad about her crying and it seemed like her bark was bigger than her bite judging by how little she acted on her sexual innuendos during the match.
“Fine!” part of Tiff hated how much of a softy she was but that came with being a face. Tiff racked her brain for a suitable punishment and after a few minutes found the perfect solution.
Tiff grabbed Mira by her hair and dragged her to the side of the ring that Mark was sitting on. Tiff whispered in Mira’s ear
“I am not going to use my big toy on you but if you so much as talk to Mark or make a lewd comment about me or him ever again I will shove it where the sun don’t shine. Do you understand?” Mira nodded her head up and down not wanting to piss of Tiff.
“Good girl, now for a reward you can enjoy yourself in front of the crowd as I don’t think I finished you off.”
“What! No!”
“Or I can use my blue friend!” Mira took a big gulp and chose the lesser of two evils. She spread her legs out and began to rub. Soft moans began to come from Mira which rapidly increased in frequency and sound.
“That’s a good little submissive pet no point in teasing the fans anymore. Here let me help you” Tiff wrapped her arms around Mira and began to tease her nipples making sure to pinch them for payback earlier in the match.
“I ammm goooing to CUMMMMMM!” Mira screamed at the top of her lungs as she let out all of the sexual tension from the match.
“Wow look at your water gun go! Now be a good little pet and clean your own mess up” Tiff said as she slammed Mira head back into the mud. Tiff put her foot on Mira’s ass and stood for one final victory pose before heading out of the mud and into the lockers for a much needed shower.
However, Tiff was a bit horny herself so before she headed back she walked up to Mark and pulled him in for a nice big kiss. Mark was shocked at first but quickly leaned in and enjoyed the kiss. Both of them were inexperienced but those in the crowd who could see the kiss let out a big “Awww.”
Tiff let go of Mark and wiped some of the mud she got on him. Her face was red, where it wasn’t covered in mud, but she was glad to see that Mark’s face was equally as bright as hers.
“So I know the crowd did not like your kissing but I liked it why don’t we go out sometime. If that is all right with you of course.” Mark said meekly
Tiff smiled “I liked the sound of that and maybe I can practice on you some more.” She leaned in close and whispered in Mark’s ear “I also promised you some X rated photos. How about me in the shower getting wet?” With that suggestive comment Tiff walked away for some alone time in the shower leaving a shocked Mark behind.
