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A vision is as magnificent as it was ephemeral, experiencing the deepest pain as their bodies crashed together, screaming inside themselves about what they were feeling. The dimly lit room was suddenly much more visible, as were the two women in that small space. Shizuka instinctively brought her breasts to bear, and this strange woman answered in kind. Both pairs bouncing, and swaying from just a mere twitch of their fingers showing their thickness, and sheer size. Nao likewise took note of the busty blonde, and even called. "What's your name ma'am cause your profession is not suited here we don't take cheap whores as easily as you seem." "Are you sure your not lost miss bimbo i believe your plastic tits may be eroding your brain." Neither woman backed down as they stepped closer once again neither could deny the fear, and thrill of seeing a rival pair of tits. It had been some time since they had crushed a worthy rival, and the thought of breaking this bitch was to tempting to ignore. Blonde, and Brown hair swayed freely side to side rubbing the back of their thick juicy asses. Shizuka stretched out, and in the process her tits popped her blouse open. She smirked as her naked tits came to bear. Nao not to be outdone likewise stretched and her own blouse busted open. "I believe you have some ill intention i'm going to have to discipline you hussy." "Hardly it seems you've spread your legs so much you've forgotten what it is to see a real woman slut." The wicked vision of seeing herself slowly overwhelmed by this bitch aroused a horrible feeling in both women, that pair of impossibly big tits posed a serious threat; she had never faced someone like that before. She felt her confidence wavering just thinking about the enemy tits. Shizuka, & Nao felt annoyance at how much the knowledge of the opposing tits existence affected her so much. Before she needed nothing, she felt invincible. Not anymore, the perfect wall presented a crack. A crack that was growing larger and larger. They froze suddenly as her brown eyes met another pair of equally alluring brown eyes another of the many contrasts the two women seemed to share. Both inhaled sharply the moment they found themselves ironically in front of that woman's tits, thrusting their chests out, a threat toward the other, even though seconds earlier neither seemed to have their characteristic confidence. Their gazes immediately wandered to each other's breasts, breaking all their resistance in resisting to look down, but for them, it was simply impossible. They could see that breast perfectly even though now covered by clothing, the shape and strength, the density and firmness of them. "Shizuka Marikawa." "Nao Sakurada." Nao entered first, moving faster than her blonde rival, a small smile on her lips as she flashed a false confidence to bluff against her rival even before the games began. Shizuka hissed silently, squinting her eyes for a second and following the brunette inside. The Womens' sweaty bodies were being tested under the calculating eyes of their rival, but the light sheen of sweat only added to their voluptuous bodies. The brunette and the blonde entered the room, two walls with mirrors and the entire floor made with a carpet soft enough to prevent bad accidents during practice. In their chests they felt an incredible struggle to breathe, their hearts beating slowly but every stroke resonated in every part of their bodies. Without ceasing to look into each other's eyes, the two women began to remove their clothes, a slow, almost synchronized striptease, where one seemed to follow the other, wondering where her rival would stop. The first thing removed was their remaining torn upper garments, their breasts bouncing slightly, as the tattered clothes were removed only seconds later and leaving their breasts free. Lowering their hands to their waists, they both slowly took to removing their pants, each wondering why they were removing the bottom part as well. Nao, & Shizuka watched the rival body being shown more than before, a mirror reflecting their form in every aspect, albeit with some slight differences. They took a good view of those magnificent bodies, watching as they both removed their shoes to remain simply in thongs. The seconds were ticked by the clock on the wall, and the astonished silence surrounding the two women was charged with tension and psychological pressure. Neither knew quite what the other was capable of, both were now in their full physical shape, the other was still too much of an unknown to bear. They walked the steps that separated them, stopping just before their breasts touched. Their eyes lowered to each other's chest, then rising to stare intensely at each other. In unison, the blonde and brunette leaned forward, their flesh touching like the first time, but with a new awareness compared to the bathroom encounter. Both sighed as they felt their rival breasts press lightly against their own, feeling the firmness and density of what was the enemy. They watched her breasts mingle with her rivals, their flesh becoming a conduit between the two of them, pushed together with less force than they would have liked. Shizuka felt no need to accelerate the duel, she needed to probe the terrain and feel how dangerous the opposing woman was. Nao felt the same sensations, pushing her tits forward a little harder, watching with her eyes as the fleshy mass joined full of life between their bodies. The brunette could not tell how strong her rival was; her breasts were as dense as her own, heavy and huge, comparable to her pride. It was then both women grasped their opponent's arms, the flesh swelling against them. Slowly, Nao & Shizuka began to squeeze their breasts together, rolling them over each other. Shizuka gasped softly, the sensation of the rival nipples digging into her flesh sending jolts of pleasurable pain down her body, nervous to feel how the rival pink tips felt so much in her flesh. Breasts slid between them relentlessly, seconds ticked by as the two tried to fully probe what their rival had to offer, patiently keeping their twins in contact. Nao leaned forward, following her opponent and pressing her breasts together even more. The blonde could not feel that burning flame inside her that made her more overpowering in confrontations. The heavy feeling of the rival pair on her chest caused her unexpected discomfort; every time her breasts were pushed toward the brunette, Shizuka felt an equal and opposite force pressing against her. It was an unpleasant sensation, which she found she endured less and less. Both began to wish her breasts were bigger, firmer, as her flesh met the heavy breasts, their pride challenged by her rivals cup of equal density. She had always been confident in her proud bosom, and never before had she been able to think that she could not overcome an opponent. Without realizing it, the two girls increased the intensity of their thrusts more and more. Each time they thrust, their eyes watched how the rival pair reacted, feeling the frustration of noticing no difference as their tits did battle. The minutes continued to pass, and now the little grunts of the two women could be heard more, their skin a little shiny as the temperature of the enclosed room did its work. Their apparent equality was false they firmly believed their tits were firmer, and bigger then this pretender; she was stronger. Clinging to this conviction, the blonde pushed forward. Nao looked up glacially at her rival, realizing only too late what the blonde wanted to do. Continuing to thrust, Shizuka met the brunette's breasts, continuing, however, to bring her back, catching her rival without warning of that change in movement. The two bodies reached the wall, with Shizuka pushing Nao hard against the wall. Nao gasped when she felt the cold wall against her skin, and Shizuka slammed her tits against the rival pair without giving her time to recover. The brunette's eyes saw the spark of determination in her rivals dark eyes, which took to striking her breasts frontally with force. The brunette tried to respond as much as she could, but the wall behind her did not allow her much leverage, finding herself almost always defending herself from Shizuka's attacks, a slight smile on her face as she regained awareness of her innate prowess. "You're not as strong as I thought," smiled the blonde. Nao responded with a grunt, pushing hard but unable to dislodge herself from the wall. Shizuka took to swinging her tits from side to side, colliding with those of the brunette, however, feeling Shizuka's responses getting stronger and stronger. The brunette rotated her body with each blow, increasing the force of her responses to the enemy's swings, increasing her speed more and more. Their grunts becoming more insistent, the sound of flesh meeting flesh was getting louder and faster, and the blonde's body seemed to struggle to follow the brunette's faster attacks. Suddenly, Nao thrust her breasts forward, meeting Shizuka's pair amid the movement. The blonde was pushed back, a surprised look on her face. Nao launched herself forward again, still tripping the blonde as she slammed her breasts hard into the rival pair. She could still feel the pain inside her chest and her pride at being dragged back, she would not allow her rival to remain unharmed. The blonde was able to recover fairly quickly, watching her brunette rival quickly approach. Shizuka ducked slightly before suddenly standing up again. Nao stopped in surprise, feeling her pair being forced upward so that the blonde could strike again. Nao however had no intention of losing what she had gained. Nao grabbed the blonde's arms, vehemently striking back at the rival pair, her fleshy ones filling the ears of those present. Shizuka hissed as she felt her breasts being struck again by the sides, moaning but responding immediately to meet her rival's, igniting a new exchange. Shizuka felt insecurity growing, fear of being trapped against the wall herself, Nao had proven to be stronger, maybe luck but could she risk it? The Brunette continued to strike, she knew she could bring her back again, so Shizuka began to take her time until she pulled away at just the right moment. Nao eyes widened as her breasts met no resistance from the enemy breast, grunting when she felt the equally dense pair of the blonde thrust forward into hers. A small smile drew itself on shizuka lips, but nao quickly responded by pushing her chest forward in turn, obliterating it. Quickly, the blonde seemed to want to lead the duel at all costs. Slamming forward again, Nao kept her fleshy breasts fully in contact with Shizuka. When the brunette pushed back, their breasts slid together after a few seconds of pressure. The two bodies had already begun to be slick, small beads of sweat began to form on the girls' foreheads and descend until they disappeared into their cleavages. Sarah raised her breasts above her rival's, then pushed down. Grunting, Ana cursed her opponent, pushing forward again, thus beginning to thrust between them again with quick thrusts. Each thrust increased in strength, and slowly the same previous scenario was being drawn. Despite the blonde's arrogant words, both girls could feel how the difference between their breasts was slowly changing. They felt conflicted, inside her conflicting emotions were making her inner self like a stormy sea. Her competitive streak screamed with the same intensity, and she leaned against it with everything she had. Roaring, Shizuka managed to push herself off the wall, Nao grunted forcefully as her body was forced back. Stumbling, the brunette was unable to recover before the blonde threw her chest into the rival pair. Without stopping, Shizuka continued to launch herself against the brunettes body like a battering ram, making Nai moan after a few impacts, before stopping her rival advance by pointing her feet. Their breasts swelled enormously, and small drops of sweat flew off as the two pairs of massive tits met with a tremendous slap. Nao, and Shizuka took to pushing each other again, the brunette seemed to have taken more energy and strength than before, and the exchanges between the two bodies remained perfectly balanced as the two pairs swelled to the sides with each collision. They felt how the slaps increased in intensity, the ever-increasing force of the two girls' blows creating a damnably erotic sound effect. The two girls' legs began to tremble slightly with each impact, holding each other with their hands as if not to let their opponent escape. Aware that neither would escape, the fleshy slaps resounded again, their breasts pressed together, swelling and spreading each other, the girls' bare feet slamming into the ground as the pain exploded in their chests. Without realizing it, the two girls began to thrust harder and harder, then forcing their chests to the side, coming back up to full swing their bodies to do as much damage as possible. As the dry impacts of the colliding masses of flesh became more and more brutal. More and more moans came from Their lips, neither of them wanting to use energy to hold them back as if they were a form of respect for their rival and her breasts. Neither would avoid the impact any longer, both would prove that they could receive and give with equal intensity, an equivalent exchange of pain and damage, a contest of endurance between two kindred souls. With each thunderous impact, they squinted her eyes noticing what the other duelist were feeling. This time, their eyes seemed more tired, marked by pain in her chest that exploded glowing with each collision with their rivals. The brown eyes were planted in the brown one as each blow landed. After one last exchange, the yelp that escaped shizuka lips marked the reversal of the initial advantage; the blonde fell on her ass with a thud after the impact. Gasping, Nao stood over her fallen rival, her hands her hips and shoulders pushed back, enhancing her immense tits, swollen and sweating. "That's where you belong..." hissed the brunette. Shizuka felt intimidated by her rival, yet felt a wrathful sense toward the brunette. She struggled to stand up, her breath short as Nao watched her rise, a smile on her lips. Once on their feet, the two stared at each other intensely, the blonde put her hands on her hips as her rival did, their panting breasts following their quickened breathing. They had studied each other at the beginning of the fight, instinctively increasing the ferocity of the struggle, unable to restrain themselves and eager to find out the truth. They were equal in every aspect, their breasts shared the same shape and density, firmness and heaviness, two girls were proud of what they had compared, however, and found no way out. Moments of silence passed as the two continued to stare at each other, still studying each other before resuming their duel. Both had shown their pain, both had felt their rival flesh soften. Each girl, however, had felt her legs tremble with each impact, her breasts being crushed and molded around the rival pair. No sign of the obvious difference between them, throwing them even further toward the abyss of doubt. As, without warning, the two thrust forward forcefully, meeting in the center of the room with a loud pop. Stumbling back, Nao, and Shizuka threw themselves forward again, waiting each time for their rival to be ready to return to the attack. A form of mutual respect, like two samurai dueling with their blades, always avoiding each other's backs. The slaps followed each other with exasperating slowness. Each blow was overpowering, the moans of pain made them shudder as they were suffering. Again and again, the two bodies trembled with each impact. The breasts seemed to bend together, unable not to deform, but softly returning to their original shapes when the two bodies stumbled back. When Shizuka launched herself at Nao, who charged forward in return. The meaty slap echoed through the room, followed by Nao's groan as she felt herself fall to the floor. Shizuka smiled seeing the brunette bimbo flat on her back, Nao was gasping as she looked up frightened, and yet the burning hate at the mere notion this bitch thought her tits were better was infuriating. She kicked Shizuka in the pussy as the blonde was caught off, she slipped Frightened, she grabbed the exhausted brunette's body to keep from falling, only to land atop her rival with a smack as their tits refused to submit. Both moaned but still had the ardor to hold each other. Each womans arms wrapped around the rival's back, bringing them even more together, adding pressure to the endless duel of their huge breasts. Each squeeze increased the feeling of heaviness in both women, their flesh swelling against each other. That moment was the solution to each womans clash, locked in a mutual embrace until one pair of breasts would yield to the other, being dominated completely. Neither would allow herself to see defeat, after all that pain suffered, after all the time spent mentally slaughtering each other over the other woman. Neither would give up before the other. Their entire being focused on the utter destruction of this bitch, who began to tighten their grip as one rolled over the other, and vice versa. Staying on top would have made the duel advantageous for the rival, so both would try to avoid ending up on their backs, at the cost of continuing to stay on their sides to fight. They would continue to roll around the floor, feeling their breasts being crushed against the enemy pair, unaware of where they were moving, focused only on the breasts in battle before their eyes. Shizuka, and Nao squeezed the other's body always at the same time, arching their backs as best they could and thrusting their boobs into their rivals with all their strength, turning back to regain momentum and repeat the action. Sweaty foreheads pressed together, their gazes raised to stare hatefully at each other, burning with rage and determination, lowering from time to time to look at their racks in an epic duel. Both were insulting each other with what little breath they had, feeling the other's hot breath on her face. Nao felt her body scream in pain, she had reached her limit long enough for several stops, but despite this, she had continued to meet her rival. She felt the need to continue, to overcome her limit and continue fighting the blonde. Her pride would never allow her to give up, the fear of seeing herself fail was too much to bear. Shizuka felt every cell of her breasts being pressed unbelievably, the taut skin that seemed to wear down to the point of tearing as it was forced against the brunettes pair. The desire to win against the brunette tits was what drove her on. She would never admit to being second to anyone, certainly not to a woman so similar to her. They felt the fear that her breasts would give way at any moment gripping her relentlessly, but she forced herself to continue, she did not want to scream her surrender, she had to continue. Gradually, the rhythm of the two women thrusts began to decrease. Each time, the thrusting lasted longer and longer, just as the pauses between attacks increased by a few seconds. Every energy was maintained to continue their battle. To each other's horror, each suddenly felt her breasts softening. At that point, it was impossible to tell who was having the worst of it, and the unknown of this information only made the two fearful. Nao, and Shizuka suddenly resumed pushing their breasts at a faster pace, pulling back and slamming their breasts into their rivals. Each thrust was a desperate desire to prove themselves better at least in the endurance of their firmness, meeting blow after blow, increasing the pace more and more, the blows harder and harder and more unbearable. Both were sweating and exhausted, panting as the pain in their chests was secondary as they felt their flesh give way more and more. Breathing hard, each squeeze was accompanied by a pained moan, their eyes closed with a wet look of hatred and determination, veiled threats and a desire to be the last not to give in, forcing themselves not to listen to their sweaty breasts beg for mercy. Continuing to squeeze, increasing the feeling of softness in their chests, the two continued to fight relentlessly, their eyes locked together. The truth, however, was completely different, as both pair of warring tits liquefied together, molding themselves flat and lifeless as the two rivals ' still-moving bodies rolled slowly back and forth, groaning as one climbed on top for that quick second before moving back, side by side. It was with extreme slowness that Shizuka, and Nao finished rolling, remaining motionless still clutching each other weakly, their bodies entwined completely. Their arms were almost numb, allowing only short, weak thrusts that gave only slight movement along their chests. "A draw," both hissed. Neither could continue, and it is clear that neither would give up. Nao & Shizuka did not dignify the other with even a glance, they already knew that neither of them could continue, but they continued to hold each other what little they could, unable to accept it. Shizuka and Nao immediately tried to climb on top of each other. They moved slowly, almost without strength, pushing against each other with the same motivation. It was so close, all it took was for one of them to have expended less energy than the other, to climb over the rival body one last time. Look into the eyes of the girl on her back, see the defeat in her eyes, but the two girls simply moaned as their bodies did not move an inch. Every energy had already been fully expended, neither could push the other back. The two rivals would remain exactly as they were now, perfectly locked together, motionless. Their pride was there, pressed but powerless. Their eyes betrayed their emotions, the confirmed fear of not being able to prove themselves better, and the hatred of having met a girl who shared the same essence as them, with a small presence of mutual respect for proving themselves a complete rival. Their bodies pressed still together, skin to skin, as they refused to let go like two fiery lovers. Their breasts rested in each other's chests, foreheads still pressed together, thrust forward with an arrogant gaze. Two gorgeous and sexy women, one blonde and one brunette, two magnificent bodies trapped together, two incredible and enormous pair tits. completely done and flattened with each other. In absolute and perfect balance. Before their entangled bodies became engulfed in gunfire.

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Both women exchanging fire both regretting doing so immediately after seeing their friend shizuka, and Nao caught in the crossfire. Although considering the level of damage inflicted on their tits they could see their battle had been settled, but their own was yet to decided. Rei spraying the area with her assault rifle, but took note of this bitch uncanny skill in marksmanship as she returned fire. Mikoto using her right gun to keep her opponent at bay, was already reloading her left hand with ease. The entire hotel complex was abandoned it was by sheer luck they noted their friend, but upon stepping to help her up she noted the incoming bitch. GunFire reduced their friends, and the surrounding area into bullet riddled debris. Rei heard the click as she took note a stray bullet earlier had blasted her backup clips away from her. Bayonet fixed she charged. Mikoto looked down to note her own spares were just out of reach, but she narrowly dodged the incoming slash from the bayonet. She stepped back having to use her revolvers to block the stabs that kept coming. Both women circled until Mikoto switched to a combat dagger, and the game changed. Rei while confident in her skills with a lance, was aware of the bitches advantage if she got to close. So fiegning a stab, and as Mikoto lunged to pounce on the proximity. Their daggers became locked at the hilt, as their guns lay just out of reach. They circled once again breathing deeply, and attempting to control it their right hands clenching their knives firmly. They slipped driving their enormous tits into the rival pair, and the strike had them bounce off each other. Both women placed their dagger within arms reach as they removed their shirts. Their Immense tits bounced free, and struggled against their bras. Their hair secured once more in their ponytail they retrieved their dagger, and spoke. "Your gonna pay for gunning down my friend bitch, but before you die who are you?" Both smiled, but were irriated that they spoke in unison. "Rei Minamori remember it in hell bitch." "Oh a fiesty one are you Im Mikoto Kiba, and I'm the woman who is going to send you to hell whore." With a wicked smile both women lunged sparks flew, as despite their choice of weapons they looked closer to fencers then knife fighters the guards of their respective daggers were tested for their durability, and protection . Sparks flew, and in the growing darkness highlightened the battling wiafus. Pitch black they relied only on their sense of smell as the whores sweat, and repuslive body. Rei, and Mikoto had gotten used to the blinding flashes of sparks as they dueled. The air was thick and musky as their shared and rising bloodlust permeated through the air and into their lungs with every heavy breath they took. They moved like partners in a high speed but well choreographed dance their enormous tits bouncing and struggling to escape their bras, sweat flying off their naked flesh splattering the floor and walls their long hair frying freely and wildly forgotten in their duel.
Their naked flesh was littered with streaks of crimson. The blood flowed down from small minuscule cuts that had been avoided by either luck or by their reflexes honed from years of training, or combat by the skin of their teeth.
They came in quick, fluid movements. The way she would parry her rivals dagger and go in for the kill sent a rush of fear and hate through their rival. They pulled in shuddering breaths of exhaustion and desire wanting nothing more then to stand above their opponents corpse.
Their movements were intense, muscles taut. Their blades hungry for blood, and flesh but for now neither had scored a serious wound or injury for now at least. They stepped back trying to recover their breath. Rei and Minami took note of the small trickles of blood running across their once flawless voluptuous bodies.
Small minuscule the only sign of their presence was the small trickles of blood mere droplets spread across their bodies. Both were breathing heavily and neither would admit it but their desire to kill this bitch had only grown. Despite their hate they needed to keep a level head. With this in mind they began regaining control of their breathing, and the next words uttered only focused their growing mutual hatred. “Tonight, you’ll die, you fucking Bitch!!!!!!!” They howled and threw herself into her rival the move was something neither expected, and both were furious to see their daggers became lost. Both immediately got into a mutual bear hug. Rei and Mikoto squeezed hard, pressing their bodies tight against each other, their legs tangling up. Each used her claws to scratch the other’s naked flesh, even their teeth were buried into their necks. The 2 warring waifu's cursed each other in this vicious encounter.
"Bitch!" "Slut!" "Skank!" "Hussy!" "Tramp!" "Cunt!" "Whore!" "Hoe!" Their tits pressed, and crushed against each other digging their nails into the whores back, and skinning each other with every slash, drag, and rip made to hurt. They kicked each other away their breasts bruised, and swelling from the brief, and brutal tit fight. Their backs dripping blood down that stained their clothes. Mikoto, and Rei slipped off their shorts, and panties standinng before each other naked, as their bra's had come undone. Rei, and Mikoto flexed showing off their beauty despite the blood spread across their bodies neither would openly say it, but they were both physically equal beautiful, and alluring their brown, and white hair contrasting each other, and their eyes locked in mutual heated hatred. They charged once again bringing their tits to bear. Mikoto swung with a left knocking rei back as her tits jiggled, and shook before she returned the favor with a soaring right tit uppercut causing Mikoto to stumble back her own tits trembling from the blow. Snarling they charged swinging and smashing their tits into the rival pair. Splatters of sweat, and blood staining the room in which they waged their titfight. Finally they backed off their foot touching the hilt of their lost dagger, and Then Rei reached down kicking the blade into her right hand, Mikoto likewise brought the dagger into her hand, their next charge had them smacking their tits, noses, and foreheads against each other, as they each saw her enemy’s lethal weapons and got hold of the other’s wrists. As they wrestled in this death match, both beauties were slashed a couple of times the blades cutting deep into the alluring supple flesh. Mikoto launched a knee into Rei's cunt, forcing her to let go of her hand and her knife pierced Rei'd left tit. Despite Mikoto's attack to her cunt, and then tit, Rei fueled by her pain, jabbed her own knife in the bitches left tit.
Both were trained to ignore pain; so with inhuman effort, each pulled out her weapon simultaneously and jammed it in her enemy’s right tit. Then despite their training neither could take it anymore and cried out. Both pulled their weapons out again, but this time Rei rammed her knee in Mikto's crotch, causing her to drop her knife on the floor. Rei was about to deliver a death strike, when Mikoto hurled herself at her. Both crashed to the floor in writhing fury. They struggled across the room, each holding and driving their blades into the whores body whenever they managed to wrest it free from the grip of her rival, thrusting it at each other, but missing that fatal, anbd decisive stab. At some point, both twisted and it and lost it. It slid across the room and the two stopped due to their injuries.During the long battle of wills, both grabbed each other’s hair. They fell into a large field of broken glass, cutting open their entire bodies. Both beauties grunted from the impact and from the glass digging, and cutting through their bodies.
Still they were lean, mean killing machines; each grabbed her mortal foe’s hair and rubbed the other’s face viciously in the glass .
Then Rei rammed her knee in Mikot's cunt, making her scream. But before Rei could take advantage, Mikoto kneed Rei back in the crotch. Now it was Rei who screamed as they started slamming their knees into each other’s cunts violently driving the long shards of glasss stuck in their knee into their rivals pussy. The next minutes, they just laid there, kneeing each other with cruel abandon their knives buried in their rival lower back, and their nails cutting across their rivals face. Then after 30 hard knee attacks, both beauties were hurt so bad, they paused trembling, and pissing from the pain inflicted their urine, and blood was a damn painful experience.
Mikoto pulled herself up and gasped “You won’t escape this place”. Rei struggled to her feet, moaning “You won’t get out of here alive”. Both women locked into each other’s arms. Too weak to stand, they fell down again in the sharp glass even more grinding and pressing each other into the glass, with their legs entwined as they wrapped their arms tight around each other’s. Their Knife was used to cut through her rivals lower back, and out her side bringing it against the cheek of her rival, as Both knew the next exchange would decide the victor.
But since their limbs were now trapped, Both beauties screamed out in agony as their blades carved into the whores cheek, and jaw careful not to make it to quick, but just enough Both clenched their asses and rammed their glass impaled clits together, each trying to pound the life out of her enemy. The two held on for dear life, while still going at it with full force, clit to clit. Their heads snapped back violently as terrible screams escaped from their mouths.
After 20 minutes of hard glass cunt humping, They was so frustrated that her enemy was still alive, she sunk her teeth deep in her rivals neck. Blood were now flowing freely out of their pierced necks as they continued to squeeze the life out of each other. Before their clits became joined the glass slicing them in two, and the action forced them to release their teeth and gasping desperately for air as they screamed.
They couldn’t take much more as they were exhausted, still both fought on through pure hatred. But each knew she had to end this fight soon, or the their comrade would remain unavenged. Then Rei clasped Mikoto her hands around her throat and slit her throat. Mikoto also went for Rei's throat and now there was no escape; it was to kill or be killed. Their Knives cutting slowly, and perfectly The 2 Waifu's were locked side by side, crying, bleeding, but killing each other. They glared into each other’s hateful eyes and slit each other open even harder. As they shuddered in this vicious finale in the last seconds of their lives, they both screamed “Go to hell” at the same time and died in each other’s arms.Their final slash severed their heads, and the geyser of blood, and body fluids sent their heads flying off with a shower of brown, and white hair flying high as their heads rolled away, and then bumped into each other.0

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The two women faced off the wind caressing their flawless skin, and long flowing hair. The Bamboo Forest around them had a small clearing large enough for their duel to begin. Saeko Busujima, & Yuko Sagiri were currently dressed in a traditional Kimono, and Waraji sandals. Their hands rested on the hilt of their Katanas at the moment both were attempting to make sense of their surroundings, and this strange woman. Their Instincts screamed danger, but the prospect of facing such a Skilled swordswoman was too much to ignore. Their Eyes took in the Beautiful Voluptuous women before them with large firm thick Breasts, a thick juicy ass, and Long Muscular legs. Their Long Flowing Hair, and their eyes were cold calculating, and seductive. Purple Hair, and light pink hair swaying in the wind. "It's been sometime since I felt such potent bloodlust." "Likewise you may wear the mask of innocence, but I can smell it on you." "Your literally dying of thirst, you crave blood like a bitch in heat." "You reek of blood like a horny slut." They suddenly parted their upper Kimono revealing their immense breasts, which were straining against the flimsy binding concealing their nipples. The Kimono fell leaving them in only two binding clothes. The Sound to follow was simple their blades leaving their sheaths gleaming in the full moonlight. Saeko, and Yuko could hardly control their excitement, as they assumed their positions. They began to circle taking careful calculated steps their blades while drawn were held loosely in their right hand nearly cutting the high grass cleanly in two with ease. The Moonlight coursing across the length of high carbon steel. Giving the edge the illusion, they were wreathed in moonlight. They asked the question and answered in unison. "Your name?" "Saeko Busujima." "Yuko Sagiri." They were blinded for a moment as they lunged, they angled their swords to reflect the moonlight, as it caught them unawares, they advanced. The First strike was almost the last, both women paused feeling the sting, and flow of blood across their throat. Their Blades eagerly drank the drops to follow, as their eyes focused on the other. Both had felt and seen the killing intent only their desire to see how much this woman was a challenge stayed their mutual victory, and loss for now at least. They stepped back once more their eyes falling on the drops of blood flowing down to the deep trench of their breasts. They came face to face their large breasts pressed against each other as their eyes burned with hatred at the sight of each other. Saeko raised her left hand, and Yuko raised her left as well both women sank their fingers into the breast of their opponent digging deep. At this moment they bit each other drawing blood on the side of their foe's neck a sign of mutual hatred between swordswomen. While within this proximity they whispered to each other. Yuko snarled. "Your blood will polish my blade just like so many." Saeko snarled in return. "My blade need not such feeble blood to shine, but perhaps when I'm done with you how many more will fall to it." They leapt back their swords circling like vipers their blades acting like the stinger of warring scorpions ready and waiting for the first strike. Each clash of their blades like watching dance partners exchange fluid motions with one another, their swings leaving a shower of sparks as they clashed, even if they were dodged though it was done by the skin of their teeth. Such was their might and power that even a blind and deaf person would have been able to sense the bloodlust emanating from their strokes and slashes. As they danced their enormous breasts bounced, and jolted they were targeted with equal zeal from both combatants their blades often enough nearly touching the enormous tits of their rival.Slash and parry, overhead slash, pirouette; leaping dodge, reverse cut, kick to the head, smash with the flat of the blade, blade lock, disengage, repeat… on and on went this dance of battle and death between these two warriors. Every swing gave the illusion that moonlight trailed behind, and it blinded their foe when they angled it at just the right angle. The wildlife watched in awe they growled like beasts as the exchange drew blood cuts were appearing on their limbs. They shifted Saeko dodged a strike that would have cost her left arm, but Yuko likewise would have lost her right leg. They chased each other their blades singing a song of blood, and death Both were sweating from the brief exchange, and repeated clashes that followed already they could feel the strain, and fatigue setting in this whore they faced was truly skilled. They soon enough were facing off in the bamboo forest their blades easily cutting through the thick limbs these obstacles often enough saved their lives as poor footing within the trees left them exposed. Yuko would have died from the right overhead slash, but her footing caused her to fall putting her out of harm's way as she stumbled, Saeko having overcommitted was soon stumbling, and Yuko attempted to pounce, but Saeko rolled forward the Katana nearly cleaving her right ass cheek in two. They paused breathing heavily as they surveyed the damage at the moment neither had succeeded to lay even a cut on their rivals naked flesh both were disappointed, and pleased at the level of diffuclty, and bloodlust they possessed, and it was through the bamboo slats, the soft shush, shush thud of their footfalls and the clang, clang, clang, and the screeching of opposing steek as their Katanas meeting filled the woodlands.It was there in the rhythm of their duel, in the soft shushing of their footfalls, absolute, precise, grounding them and balancing perfectly, every time; in the way one anticipated her rivals every strike with uncanny insight –they knew, as acute and extraordinarily developed as she had ever known. It was there in the certainty of every strike and block, wrists flexible but strong as steel, each blow falling, though surely, they released their full strength, with inexorable accuracy and force. It was in the way she could read her rival, the way of their footwork, and body language, the quick flick and dart of eyes as they watched with key interest waiting for the chance to sink their steel fangs into the vile cunt.Saeko, and Yuko were beginning to enjoy this, the rush of breath and blood, the physical exertion and the pure exultation of pushing herself to match an equal–“Filthy skank” They hissed, grinning fiercely; she pushed her harder, stepping faster, striking with more force; when she found herself matching her stroke for stroke, feet moving without her conscious input, when she felt her upping her tempo to meet hers, she found a perfect joy welling up inside, and seeing the grin across their face they were thrilled at the level of skill, and experience their opponent possessed. They smiled gripping their hilts with both hands, and assuming a ready stance before they lunged their Katanas rang like bells as the resonated their hair trailing and flying as they danced within the curtain of bamboos. It was then as they began to tire at the sheer speed, and strength they had been exerting both women were pleased to note the fresh blood sliding across the edge of their Katana's. Saeko, and Yuko despite the pain, and loss of their eye were pleased. They were both missing their right eye blood gushing out, but they were pleased it would be only sweeter when they watched the repulsive cunt draw her last breath, and she proved herself the superior swordswoman.Again, and again their blades tasted blood the wounds becoming more severe as they clashed, both had managed to stab an arm, and leg of their foes hindering their mobility still they fought each wincing as the swords slipped past the defense sinking into their supple flesh. They were limping now, but even then, they were wary of trying their hand even at this stage of their duel. Both were too dangerous they locked up their blades grinding, and screeching as they tested each other in a battle of strength. It was then they made their move they succeeded in wretching their opponent sword from their grip although as the blades skidded out of reach the women had moved closer. Now, they were pressed almost nose to nose, hands on their wide hips. Their nipples pressed together, perfectly eclipsing and pushing the other’s back into dense titflesh. The women glared, eye to eye, seeing the fury of the other woman, wanting nothing more than to tear each other apart. Both felt the throbbing heat of their nipples, spearing each other, nipple holes sucking hungrily even through the thin layers of cloth. They felt the raging heat in their loins they could see this filthy slut lying lifeless and the thought only heightened their bloodlust. The women’s naked tits met, cleavage swelling forward challenging the opposing pair titflesh sizzling with heat as they touched. Yuko and Saeko shuddered with the sensation.“This is your last night, Saeko I will leave your corpse food for the wild, and claim your blade as trophy,” Yuko whispered. The Wildlife had grown silent, as if the watching animals and insects were holding their breath, waiting to see the outcome of this showdown.“Fuck you, cuntlicker Your blade will be the mark of victory, and your life is only a stepping stone to my path of greatness,” Saeko whispered back, her eyes glowing with rage.Trembling with anger, the women continued their stare-down and tit-off for another few moments. Then, slowly, Saeko pulled back. Her tits relieved pressure on Yuko's matching boobs. Yuko looked momentarily surprised. She had not expected Saeko to back down and she was sorely disappointed. Saeko took several steps back, to the edge of the clearing.“Let’s do this right, cuntfucker,” Saeko snarled.Carefully, their eyes locked with Yuko's, and Saeko's.“Fine by me, fuck whore,” Yuko replied.The women stood and enjoyed the feel of the ground on their bare feet. Their eyes locked again. Now, they were ready for the battle to come.The two women approached each other again. Their eyes blazed with rage and lust. They both understood where this battle was heading, but before they destroyed each other with their swords, they wanted to hurt each other as much as they could.When she was two steps away, Yuko planted her bare feet solidly in the soft loam and swung an open-handed slap at her rival. Saeko did not try to dodge but took the blow full on her beautiful face. The woman grunted in pain, staggering back, her purple hair whipping free and cascading around her head, her massive tits rocking on her chest. Saeko placed her feet and swung back, putting her full weight into the blow. She slapped Yuko with a thunderous clap and sent the pink-haired bitch reeling back. Yuko almost fell to the ground but managed to stay upright.Panting, the women regarded each other from a few steps apart. Both touched the sides of their faces, where they had been hit. Now that the first blows had been struck, they could get down to business.With a snarl, Yuko closed on Saeko, who eagerly waited for her. Yuko sank her fist into Saeko powerful abdomen, just above her navel; Saeko groaned, but retaliated with a punch to Yuko's side. Yuko slapped Saeko hard in the face; Saeko drove an elbow into Yuko's thick right tit. Grunting and cursing, the women drew closer, and each grabbed the other’s long, thick hair and began dragging each other around the clearing, holding each other’s fantastic bodies at arms-length, screaming and grunting with pain and rage. They lurched from side to side, their bare feet scrabbling for purchase, struggling to maintain their balance, their muscular bodies determined to dominate. For several minutes they fought to control the other, their cries of pain and rage growing more pronounced. Finally, they switched tactics. Both women gripped the other’s thick hair with one hand and pounded at their enemy’s body with the other. They punched naked torsos and heavy breasts and, occasionally, broke through the other’s guard to land solid blows on beautiful, snarling faces.They exchanged savage blows for several minutes, their grunting and groaning growing sharper and more pain filled as they beat each other’s magnificent bodies, both women just trying to hurt the other as much as they could. They staggered into a clinch, getting their arms around the other’s neck. Powerful bodies straining, tits crushed tight side to side, they tried to throw their opponent to the ground. Yuko managed to twist Saeko hard, jerking her off her feet, but Saeko retained her grip and pulled Yuko down with her. The women rolled on the ground for a few moments before they kicked apart and sprang back to their feet.Panting, a little dirty from their rolling, the women glared at each other. They were dripping with sweat, and blood from their wounds, their skin gleaming with moisture. Crouched over, facing each other, their huge tits bounced free from their makeshift halters. With a scream Saeko hurled herself at Yuko, her arms extended. Yuko eagerly welcomed her, opening her arms, arching her back to push her tits out. The women came together, their massive tits deliberately absorbing the brunt of the impact. They screamed out with a combination of intense pain and pleasure as their tits mashed, as their thick meat compressed and fused. The women wrapped their arms around each other and squeezed with all their strength. Their massive tits compressed, tit bullets grinding, naked titflesh searing to titflesh as their boobs overflowed their meager restraints. Their naked torsos slapped tight, flat to each other from tits to pubes. Their bellies undulated, rubbing hot flesh. Their navels sucked. Saeko and Yuko grabbed handfuls of the other’s long, thick hair and pulled viciously, yanking their rival’s head back. They wrapped arms around the other woman’s back and squeezed hard, trying to crush their rival’s tits with their own. Grunting, moaning, crying out with pain and pleasure, the women staggered around the clearing. They twined their bare legs, muscles straining, trying to overpower the other. They wanted to match every inch of their luscious bodies. They fell to the ground, neither relaxing her grip. Squeezing tight, tits crushed hard, belly to belly, the women rolled back and forth in the clearing, their hips and asses thrusting and undulating, forcing each agonizing roll as the women fought for the dominant position.The writhing and grinding popped the final buttons holding the women’s shirts together and their massive tits spilled out. Naked tits rubbed furiously and lustfully into naked tits. The women screamed out in pleasure as their boobs mated. Dense titflesh crushed and rolled into equally dense meat. Their rock-hard nipples stabbed into the yielding meat, each nipple burning with pleasure. Yuko, on the bottom of their rolling catball, ripped at Saeko's back with her nails shredding the naked flesh away from her body, when she was on the bottom of their writhing bodies, Yuko eagerly answered in kind as they rolled their backs were open to be mauled.Now naked except for their loincloths, the battling women attacked each other even more furiously. They poured all their strength into the back-breaking, tit to tit, nipple to nipple, belly to belly bearhugs. Their bare legs twined like mating snakes and quivered as they matched muscle to muscle. Both women worked their backs and rocked their hips, rubbing and grinding their bodies, focusing especially on fighting tit to tit. They ground their tits together mercilessly, driving thick titmeat into titmeat, nipple to nipple, areolae grating on areolae, each rival trying to break the other’s massive, perfect breasts with her own. Cheek to cheek, moaning and cursing each other, the beautiful women warred, body to body.Their hips and crotches pressed and thrust as each woman struggled to roll the other. They pushed with their crotches, arching their backs and bucking with their hips to keep the roll going. As the struggle continued, as both women grew more and more consumed by bloodlust.“You whore, you fucking, fucking whore…,” Yuko breathed at Saeko as she slowly, agonizingly, rolled the other woman onto her side, Saeko fighting her every inch of the way.“Cunt-eating slut,” Saeko replied, her words coming in straining gasps. It was hard to breathe when both women were squeezing each other so tight. “I will fucking break you…”“Never, never…,” Yuko promised, her forehead pushing hard into Saeko's forehead, using every part of her body to roll the other woman onto her back. The women lay on their sides, rocking back and forth, neither able to gain the advantage. Every inch of their voluptuous flesh was plastered together, from their foreheads to their throbbing tits, to their taut bellies to their pubes. But a small space opened up between their torsos and they took advantage of this to release one of their arms from gripping her opponents back and slip her hand under the band of the loincloth and into the thick fur of her cunt.Pressed nose to nose, forehead to forehead, eyes closed, hot breath mixing, Yuko and Saeko moaned and gasped and screamed into each other’s faces as they vigorously used their nails to rake, and tear at each other's cunt. Their eager, expert fingers worked their rival’s genitals and vaginas, seeking sensitive spots to rip and tear. Their fingers stroked and teased the other’s engorged, pulsing clit, forcing shockwaves of intense pain through their bodies.Side by side, one hand pulling hair, the other rendering her opponent barren.Yuko & Saeko writhed and moaned, their bodies thrashing and trembling as they bled each other, racing to get the other woman off first to grant them the chance to retrieve their swords. Their breasts continued to wrestle and their legs rubbed and twined. They slapped their bellies together as they wriggled in mutual pain & grief. The pussy mauling felt absolutely terrible and neither wanted it to end with them being the loser, despite how much they wished it could end. Their mutual hatred made the pain even more intense as the beautiful vixens sought to prove which of them was the better woman. Their tits remained fused together, but their bellies separated as they gave each other more access to the other woman’s twat.“Nnnnnnh, cunt, fucking cunt…,” Saeko gasped. She could feel herself on the verge of going off as Yuko tortured her cunt.“Die, you little fuck, just die…,” Yuko growled at her enemy, part of her begging the other woman to break. Her body was trembling with the need for release.“You die, you whore, you fucking whore…”“Slut! damned fucking slut…”Pulling hair as hard as they could, their hands pulled away ripping out a handful of their enemies pussy out in doing so vigorously and viciously, They threw back their heads screaming as their bodies went rigid in powerful simultaneous writhing bouts of pain. They seperated attempting to stop the blood flow, and it was then their breasts finally freed swelled up black, and blue from their mutual clash. Their left hand had a handful of their rivals cunt in their hands leaving a growing pool of blood gushing out from where it once resided. They snarled despite the pain they raised the morsel, and mauled pussy to their lips and began chewing it in front of each other before tossing it to the side. "Your next bitch." They lunged their hands grabbing handfuls of flesh as they dug deep and began tearing them apart. They rolled apart once more they were growling and grinding their teeth seeing the damage inflicted. They were missing their right eye, their breasts were shredded gushing blood, and bruised beyond repair. Their pussys had been torn out, and what remained was gushing out blood. Their once beautiful naked flesh was adorned with scars from teeth, nail, fist, and kicks, but the most prominent were from the swords. They turned then darting for their swords. The moment their blades were back in their hands they turned charging. Saeko did not scream when she lost her left arm, and neither did Yuko. They swung without any regard for their safety hate, and bloodlust consumed them. They were soon missing their breasts having been cut in half from slashes, they had lost a fair chunk of their hip, and their stomach was cut open they ignored these minor wounds their blades grinding and screeching as they met. They were missing their right, and left leg respectively, so they were standing on one leg, but they lunged nonetheless their swords rising, and gleaming with moonlight, and blood as the latest splatter rose up. Saeko had brought her Katana across the disgusting whores left, and up into right shoulder, Yuko brought her Katana down on the filthy sluts right shoulder to her left hip. They froze as they realized what had happened, they fell. Their bodies having been essentially cut in half, laying them out of reach but they swore it was not over. They swore they would not allow this filthy cunt the satisfaction of this draw in the pits of hell they hunted each other determined to claim victory even in the afterlife.

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The 2 Pinkettes discoverd the bodies of their friends and comrades locked in their respective battles, and they only could sigh understanding the level of hate that drove them into that type of struggle. By now the floor was a mess, blood, and body parts made it slippery along with the casing from their firefight earlier. All 4 women had been dead for about 2 hours, and the smell was atrocious. Saya looked up to the Pink haired whore, and placed her gun to the side. Oriha likewise placed her gun down, as they faced off their tank top struggling to contain their immense tits, and their high cut shorts. Saya slipped the brass knuckles on with practiced ease, while the gun could decide this battle, she wanted to bring the hurt to this Pinkette slut. Oriha likewise tested the Knuckles as she too wanted to break the Pinkette cunt. They ripped their tank-top open exposing their immense tits, and faced each other in a topless brass knuckle boxing match. Their was no ogling cheering crown for the 2 waifu's, as the two fighters circled around each other, sizing up their opponent. Their surprising speedy footwork to dodge surprised both of them, both were more wary due to the brass knuckles, and knew a hit would have 5x times the damage inflicted. Despite their best efforts, they each landed punches. Their cheek bones sporting their rivals knuckles directly their teeth were cracked, and their cheek was split open, but despite this they stepped back trying to clear their head, as they faced each other. In the second clash, they came out even more aggressive, landing several powerful punches. This allowed both waifus to land some pretty hard blows on their rivals chest and stomach. Both were stunned briefly by the hard hit to her boobs, but answered the challenge by firing off her own punches at the whores breasts. Oriha bit down so hard her gums were bleeding, and judging from the bitches expression she was doing the same as they continued to exchange blows, knocking around each others' meaty chests with hard punches. Saya launched a hook punch that landed squarely on Oriha stomach. Oriha grimacing in pain. But instead of going down, she pushed herself up and threw a series of rapid punches at Saya. Both fighters were exhausted after the last exchange, but pushed themselves up for the coming clash. Both women stood toe-to-toe, and once again, started circling around each other. Then, without warning, both fighters unleashed a barrage of powerful punches toward each other, landing hits all over the other's body. The two beautiful fighters once again trade powerful punches. But then, both fighters stopped and backed up, looking at each other. It was clear that this fight was as exhausting as it was physical. Oriha dropped her hands to her sides and slowly bent forward, breathing heavily. Seeing her opponent's exhaustion, Saya also slowed down her pace. Each boxer was panting heavily, trying to catch their breath. But suddenly, both fighters summoned forth a surge of energy from the depth of their bodies. Oriha landed a solid hit into Saya’s stomach, but Saya answered back with a punch into Saya’s side. Before either of them knew what happened, they were locked in a fierce clinch. Their foreheads slammed together, sending a shockwave through their entire bodies. They held on tightly to each other, trying to push away any blows the other was trying to throw at them. With their faces flush against each other, their mouths were so close to each other they could have been kissing passionately , but their teeth took a big bite out of her rivals cheek before they backed off, They began again as a slow, but forceful slugfest as the two fighters continued to exchange blows. By this time, both of them were sweating profusely, and their breasts were bouncing up and down noticeably as the two fighters struggled to breath. The fight began to devolve from a boxing match into a sloppy brawl. The atmosphere crackles with a naughty energy as the fighters step into the range of their brass knuckles, their bodies glistening with a sheen of sweat. Sparks fly, both in the eyes of the fighters and the lustful gazes as they imagine this whore a broken and beaten corpse. It's time to unleash the raw power, skill, and undeniable allure that these fierce competitors possess. Had this been a boxing match the bell would have started signaling the opening of this sizzling encounter! The tension in the air is palpable as Saya and Oriha circle each other, their eyes locked with a mixture of determination and desire. They responds with a mischievous smirk, her eyes gleaming with a hunger for both victory and pleasure. The two fighters close in, their bodies mere inches apart, and the room temperature rises several degrees. With a sudden burst of energy, Oriha launches a precise left hook, aimed directly at Saya’s voluptuous breasts. The impact sends ripples through her rival Pinkettes body, causing her to gasp and stumble backward, her naked Tits struggling to contain the blow, as now both Pinkettes are caught in the magnetic pull of this erotic dance between extreme pain and pleasure. But Saya is not one to back down easily. Regaining her composure, she retaliates with a fierce combination, landing a series of punches that target Oriha firm belly and ample assets. Each strike echoes with a mix of pain and pure agony, eliciting a chorus of moans and gasps from both fighters, their eyes glued to every tantalizing collision of flesh. Beads of sweat glisten on their bodies, accentuating every contour, every sensuous curve. their flushed skin and heaving chests tell a tale of both exertion and undeniable arousal of Bloodlust. The atmosphere is thick with an electric mix of desire and admiration for the fighters' remarkable athleticism and erotic prowess. Oriha and Saya advance, their bodies glistening with a sheen of perspi-ration, step forward with renewed determination. Saya with the experience of a seasoned warrior, unleashes a flurry of lightning-fast jabs, targeting Oriha face and sending her reeling backward. But Oriha, fueled by a potent mix of passion and resilience, fights back with a vengeance. She retaliates with a ferocious uppercut, her fist connecting with Saya’s chin, causing her head to snap back. The impact reverberates through the room, a vivid testament to the raw power each fighter possesses. In this passionate ballet of eroticism and combat, the fighters move with a grace that defies conventional understanding. Each punch and counterpunch is accompanied by the sensual sway of their bodies, breasts bouncing and buttocks jiggling in perfect synchrony. Even the spirits of their deceased comrades are held captive by this mesmerizing spectacle, unable to look away from the enticing display of feminine strength. The fighters trade blows, focusing their attention on one another's most intimate and sensitive areas. A swift hook lands on Saya’s firm breasts, eliciting a scream of pain and pleasure. Oriha body curves and shudders as a well-placed jab finds its mark on her exposed belly, leaving a reddened imprint in its wake. It's a symphony of agony and ecstasy, where pain becomes a catalyst for heightened arousal. Sweat drips from their bodies, tracing a path along every curve, accentuating the pulsating rhythm of their exertion as they were panting heavily. their faces flushed with desire and their bodies yearning for more. their eyes locked in a provocative stare. The arena pulses with an electric energy, charged with the promise of an even more intense and passionate bout as The fighters, fueled by desire and determination, move towards each other, their eyes locked on their opponents' magnificent busts. Oriha bounces on her toes with a mixture of seductive grace and raw power. She thrusts her chest forward, enticing Saya with the mesmerizing sight of her bouncing bosom. With a mischievous smile, Saya launches a flurry of tit blows, her breasts colliding against Oriha, creating a symphony of soft moans and sultry gasps that reverberate through the arena. Oriha, undeterred by the onslaught, retaliates with a series of lightning-fast jabs, tar-geting Saya’s heaving breasts with precision. The impact of each blow sends ripples of pleasure and pain coursing through her body, her muffled cries of delight mix-ing with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh. Saya With a devious grin, unleashes a barrage of devastating breast smacks, the force of each blow causing Oriha to scream as the brass knuckles dig deep into her Tit flesh. Oriha, determined not to be outdone, fights back with a relentless onslaught of breast punches and grinding movements, her own brass knuckle fists beating against Saya’s am-ple chest. The sounds of slapping skin and lustful moans reverberate throughout the room, heightening the erotic tension in the air. In a breathtaking sequence, Their bodies writhe and twist, their sweat-soaked skin glistening under the bright lights as they engage in a mesmerizing dance of desire and pain. The fighters, stand before each other, their breasts exposed and heaving, a testament to the erotic intensity of the battle. their eyes locked on each other. Both Pinkette Waifu wastes no time in asserting her dominance. She unleashes a flurry of precise strikes, her brass knuckle fists finding their mark with uncanny accuracy. Each punch lands with a resounding thud, causing their rivals mature frame to jolt and sway, her generous curves bouncing and jig-gling with each impact. The force of the blows reverberates through their bodies, every square inch screaming in agony causing her vision to blur and her head to snap back with each strike. Moans of pain escape her lips, their mutual onslaught takes its toll. The sound of flesh meeting metal fills the air, accompanied by gasps of pleasure and pain from both fighters. Their once firm and proud tits, now bear the marks of their relentless assault. They turn a rosy shade of red, testament to the intensity of the punishment they have endured. Her nipples, hardened and sensitive, ache with every blow, sending waves of both pain and pleasure radiating through her body. Their punches strike with surgical precision, sinking into the supple flesh of their rivals midsection. Their breath catching in her throat as the impact drives the air from her lungs. Her abdominal muscles strain against the assault, quivering with the effort to absorb the punishing blows. With each strike, they asserts her dominance over the other for a brief time, eyes gleam with a mixture of sadis-tic pleasure and determination as she takes aim at their rivals already battered and red-dened breasts. Without hesitation, Saya unleashes a series of thunderous blows, her fleshy orbs crashing into Oriha equally large tits. The impact is intense, the collision of their ample bos-oms echoing through the arena. Their breasts, now tender and swollen from the re-lentless punishment, are subjected to an onslaught of jiggling, sweat-drenched at-tacks. They gasps in pain and pleasure, her body convulsing with each strike. The sheer force of their assault sends shockwaves through her system, eliciting a mix of sensations that confound her senses. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the air, ac-companied by moans of agony and delight from both fighters. With a renewed determination, both fighters unleash a furious onslaught on each other's ample bosoms. Fist blows rain down, causing their breasts to collide with a resounding thud. The sound of flesh meeting flesh reverberates through the arena, accompanied by seductive moans and gasps. At times they weaves and bobs, avoiding powerful strikes, while delivering precise blows of her own. Her gloved fists land on the whores sizable assets, eliciting pleasurable cries from both fighters. Not to be outdone, her opponent counters with her own tantalizing attacks. They capitalizes on the opening, pressing her ample breasts against their rivals, engaging in a sizzling tit-to-tit duel. They exchange sensual uppercuts, their breasts bouncing and jiggling with each powerful blow. They lock in a passionate embrace, their bodies entwined as they struggle for dominance. The battle is test of endurance and willpower, though fa-tigued, they fight on, summoning her inner strength to match their rival pinkettes fervor. follows it up with a tit-to-tit blow, pressing her ample bosom against Saya’s, squishing them together in a tantalizing clash. They are going wild as the two fighters exchange blows, their breasts bouncing and jiggling with each strike. But Oriha isn't satisfied with just that. Oh no, she's got another trick up her sleeve. She goes for a low blow, targeting Saya’s defenseless crotch. Crack! Saya winces in pain, her body trembling. She unleashes a final flurry of blows, alternating between breast strikes and teasing low blows. The sound of impact fills the air, mixing with the groans and moans of the fighters. Saya summons every ounce of strength within her, unleashing a super hard and jaw-dropping uppercut on Oriha. CRACK! The impact resonates through the room as Oriha is knocked off her feet, tumbling to the floor. She struggles to regain her composure, her body battered and bruised Her weariness is evident as her breasts heaving with exertion. Each movement is a Herculean effort, her muscles protesting against the punishment they've endured. Her blood and sweat-soaked skin, revealing the marks of battle—bruises forming on her breasts, her belly, and her thighs. Her chest rises and falls with heavy breaths, the weight of the fight weighing upon her. It's a testament to her resilience that she's made it this far. As both fighters are showing signs of exhaustion and weariness. Their bruised and bloodied tits are a testament to the punish-ment they have endured throughout the fight. They waste no time in unleashing a flurry of devastating blows on their rival Pinkette. Her fists rain down on on the other, sending sprays of sweat and blood into the air. Each impact is accompanied by a sickening thud, echoing through the arena. Brass knuckle fists pound into the tender flesh, causing them to wince in pain. The sound of flesh meeting flesh reverberates around the ring, creating a symphony of agony. Saya’s relentless assault continues as she unleashes a series of low blows on Oriha. Her fists find their mark, driving into Oriha vulnerable belly with force. She gasps as her body convulses from the impact, her face contorting in pain. Suddenly Oriha unleashes a barrage of tit punishment, her fists and forearms crashing into Saya’s defenseless breasts. Each strike elicits a mixture of moans and grunts from Saya, her body jiggling with every blow. Oriba, battered and bruised, fights to stay on her feet. The pain etched on her face is undeniable, yet she refuses to back down. She digs deep, summoning every ounce of her strength to withstand Saya’s onslaught. both fighters retreat, their bodies covered in sweat and blood. Saya struggles to catch her breath, her bruised tits heav-ing with each gasp. Oriha triumphant but exhausted, revels in the adulation of her work. But even that does not conceal the damage or quell the pain. Their tits are a sight to behold—bruised, swollen, and bearing the evidence of merciless assault. They stand as a testament to the power behind their rivals punches and the resilience of their endurance. Their next clash is quick as they seizes the moment, un-leashing a barrage of punishing strikes on their rivals rack. Her fists and elbows become weapons of tit destruction, raining down blows that elicit a symphony of moans and groans from her opponent. As they delivers blow after blow, a mixture of determination and sadistic pleasure fills her being. She revels in the sensation of this whores flesh yielding under her relentless assault, savoring each cry of pain that escapes her opponent's lips. The fight has escalated into a passionate symphony of erotic aggression, With a sinister grin on her bruised face, and With lightning-fast precision, Oriha lunges towards Saya, her fists cocked back aimed directly at her opponent's exposed bosom. The impact is earth-shattering, compressing the soft flesh and eliciting an agonized cry from her rival. Oriha eyes gleam with a mixture of sadistic pleasure and a hunger for victory. She revels in the sight of Saya’s breasts turning various shades of red and purple, marred by the onslaught of punishment. Each blow is meticulously calculated, aimed at weakening Saya both physically and mentally. Saya could not allow this to continue so with a last ditch effort to regain control she clocked Oriha with a left uppercut. Oriha screamed as the fist bit and blasted through her tits before striking her jaw. She stumbled back trying to remain standing as Saya looked over the damage. Their battle had tested the thickness and endurance of their tits and though their mutual tit bashing had already bruised and swollen from the relentless assault, begin to rapidly swell even further. Their breasts to become even more sensitive, and the throbbing pain intensifies with each passing moment. As the blood rushes to her engorged bosom, their large areolas become adorned with small cuts, the remnants of the vicious battle they just endured. Blows rain down upon her face, bust, and belly, each strike jarring her body and snapping her back to the harsh reality of the fight. In the midst of this erotic frenzy, The fighters, both Oriha and Saya, wear the marks of their intense encounter proudly, as they pre-pare to continue their battle, The air crackles with anticipation, for the next clash promises to be even more intense and debauched. The impact of Saya fists against Oriha delicate features sends shockwaves of pain through her skull. Her cheeks redden with the force of the blows, and her lips swell as blood trickles from split skin. The taste of her own coppery essence mingles with the sweat on her tongue, a bitter reminder of the ferocity of the battle. Yet, even as the pain courses through her, Oriha resilience takes hold. With a fierce determination, she regains her footing and launches a savage counterattack. Un-leashing a flurry of uppercuts and swings, she targets Saya already battered breasts with unwavering precision. Each blow lands with bone-crushing force, deforming Saya’s once voluptuous mounds into grotesque masses of flesh. The sickening thud of fist against breast echoes through the arena, intermingling with the cries of pain that escape Saya’s lips. Her nipples and areolas, already bruised and swollen, burst open under the relentless assault, releasing crimson rivulets that mingle with the sweat on her chest. Saya eyes burn with a mix of determination and sadistic pleasure as she does not intend to lose this battle and so she joins Oriha’s relentless barrage. The primal satisfaction of dominating her opponent fuels her every movement, driving her to deliver blow after punishing blow. With every strike, she asserts her dominance, reducing their rivals once proud bosom to a pulpy mess of flesh and blood. The sight of their mangled breasts elicits a strange combination of morbid fascination and primal arousal, pushing the limits of their desires to new and darker depths. The air is thick with the scent of sweat, blood, and unbridled lust as the round un-folds. Their determination remains unyielding, her sadistic pleasure growing with each blow she delivers. The taste of victory is within her grasp, and she will stop at nothing to claim it. With an unstoppable momentum, 4 bruised and swollen breasts jutting out in a grotesque display of pain and vulnera-bility. A wicked grin spreads across their deformed bloody face as she prepares to unleash a series of devastating blows upon her opponent. Their fists descend with precision and force, targeting with brutal accuracy. Each strike lands with a resounding thud, causing their targets body to convulse with the impact. The tender flesh reddens, showing the immediate signs of trauma and abuse. But the assault doesn't stop there. Recognizing the weakened state, she takes advantage of her position, directing her blows towards her opponent's ovaries and bladder. The strikes aim to cripple, to incapacitate from within, and they find their mark with unnerving accuracy. The pain intensifies for Saya and Oriha, her body betraying her as she involuntarily releases a small stream of urine, the humiliation of her body's response evident for all to see. A mixture of agony and shame fills her eyes as her resolve wavers, but neither shows no mercy. Both haven finished yet.. Saya and Oriha once proud and perky breasts now hang heavily, engorged a full cup size larger due to the trauma they have endured. Blood and lymph seep from the small cuts, mingling with the sweat that coats her trembling form. Her chest rises and falls with labored breaths, each inhalation causing a wince of pain to ripple across her features. Again, & Again they trade blows vomiting, and choking on blood as they demolish each until finally on their knees with their pulped heads leaning on their Pinkette's shoulder they stop. Their tits were flattened, and bleeding profusely from the rapid, and mutually hate driven fists. Their bodies broken, and bleeding beyond comprehension. They pissed without thought mixing blood, and urine as they had lost all control of their body. They were dying, and both were not surprised in fact they were glad to see this bitch was suffering just as much as she was. It made them slightly happier. Their eyes were swollen shut, and even then they were broken beyond repair, but their ears could hear the distance patter of feet as slipped into death clinging onto their hated rival pinkette.

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They stumbled upon the bodies of their friends and Allie’s. In the woods the bodies of Yuko and Saeko. In the complex the mutually flattened battle between their big tit friends Nao and Shizuka. The gruesome knife fight between Rei and Mikoto. And finally the brass knuckled boxing match between a friend and a daughter. Yuroki and Miki the whole time walked side by side inspecting the battles and the carnage afterwards never speaking but seeing this had them finally glance at the woman by her side. Yuroki looked at the bloody pulped corpse of her daughter and the rising hatred made her focus on this bitch. Miki looked over the utter war zone. Yuko, Nao, Mikoto, & Oriha dead by this cunts friends. She slammed a punch into Miki face and Miki stumbled backwards and fell to the ground. Returning fire, as the damn whore slammed the front door and took off her dress, squawking, if your naked, I'm not ruining this dress and the two women lunged at each other. Both were strong, beneath their voluptuous luscious bodies they were highly trained, and willing killers as the two women began to trade blows. The air was rich with thwacks and thuds as their punches landed, They circled both cursing themselves that they had left their rifles outside the room, but when remembering the mutilated bodies of their friends, and loved ones neither woman would have it any other way. Both fighters were measuring each other carefully as they circled each other slowly. Yuroki held her left hand out and pawed with it, while Miki kept both of hers in more closely to her body. Yuroki took a quick step in and ducked as she leaned into a snappy left jab to the tits, trying to pry a hole into the whore's guard, but the latter turned and rolled with the punch as she fell back in good order. Stalking forward to find her range again, Yuroki threw another jab and then turned on her hips to fire off a booming right cross to her opponent's jaw, but this time the other waifu stepped inside and landed first with a sharp jab to the nose. She was still smarting from the blow as Miki now piled on with a pair of wide right and left hooks - the first stung as it whaled against the side of her head, but she managed to plant her feet and answer with a right uppercut to the chin just moments before the second blow landed. The bruising trade of punches was felt by both battlers and was enough to bring them both in to tie up with one another. Even in these close quarters, the fighting continued unabated. Purplette & Redhead both moved to loop their own left arm around the back of the other's neck, and each sought to exert control by tugging on the head and leaning in with their weight. Meanwhile, each one's right arm remained open and was granted free rein to pursue the work downstairs with short punches to the available midsection, flank, and jugs of the other girl. This style of dueling was very familiar to both woman during their time beating the shit out of an unruly subordinate. The pain was an unwelcome jolt to the Miki senses. Her lips parted and let forth a wretched howl as her foe's talons gouged into her hulking breast and as its great heft was violently squeezed in the other womans clutches. Though it was the most intense assault her rack had ever been subjected to, her opponent's persistence was still enough to make her lose her concentration; her nails were short, and sharp cutting through the flesh easily as Yuroki began to push and drive forward, she suddenly found herself backpedaling and ceding ground. Miki's mind raced for several agonizingly long seconds before she instinctively seized the Purplette left breast with her own right hand and began to repay the slut in kind; as she squeezed, and yanked, and wrenched on the sizeable orb, it did not take long for Yuroki tortured shrieks to join her own in filling the air. The two fighters were stumbling about the floor their long muscular luscious legs coiled together for the moment both had their nails filled with their rivals tits scratching, and twisting them in every manner to inflict maximum pain, and torment, as they remained locked up in their wild melee. They were unwilling to relinquish her death grip on whores jugs even at the expense of keeping her own safe, and untouched. Their reckless struggling sent them clattering towards the mutilated bodies of their friend, and daughter. They toppled over, but falling the pool of their friends, and daughter blood, piss, and gore had both separate as the two finally released their holds on one another and shoved each other apart vehemently to separate. Both waifu's ' faces were achy with hurt and had eyes misty with tears as they returned to their puncher's stances and resumed circling. Yuroki gave Miki a scornful glare, and the one she got back from her foe told her all she needed to know - each of them was determined to put an end to things in the next crucial exchange. Their tits were gushing out blood, and puss their nearly naked bodies were stripped clean as they ripped off their tattered clothes. The ladies gave a war cry, & Within seconds they pounced on each other and locked their fingers in a test of strength. They were equally matched as they groaned to grunted, trying to overpower each other. Sweat was generously flowing off their bodies, releasing a musky smell. They kept on pushing each other back forth without anyone getting an upper hand. Their eyes were locked too, as if they would have burned each other down to ashes with their glares. “You’re strong for a busty milf” Miki grunted “So are you, fucking slut… But I’m stronger” Yuroki groaned “Fuck you, you stupid bitch” “Who are you calling stupid? Yuroki yelled as she kicked Miki's hip. Their fingers were still locked and Yuroki kicked her back ” So you wanna play rough? “ ” As rough as it gets” They released the finger lock and put their fists up for a boxing stance… ” bring it on” Miki challenged ” I’ll show you my skills” ” I'm gonna break your face, and take your life bitch!” Yuroki hissed. ” Really? ” Yuroki caught her off guard and landed a punch on her face. She recoiled swiftly and punched back in her belly. Both of them were groaning in pain. They took a second to recover and started circling each other again. A few minutes of intense sparing followed. Both of them were skilled fighters as they blocked or dodged each other’s strikes and blows. They were panting as they ran out of breath. Every inch of their body was drenched in sweat, and blood from their vicious tit mauling cat ball earlier. During their brawl they entered the garden, as suddenly, it started raining. The droplets grew thicker. “Do you wanna go inside or continue?” Yuroki rasped “Continue. Rain or sun, unless your scared” Miki replied firmly, but breathlessly “Let’s do it then” They clashed at each other and locked up. This time their boobs collided. They could feel each other’s erect nipples touching each other. An electrifying sensation ran through their bodies. They kept pressing their tits into each other keeping their fingers locked… “You like my tits? Don’t you?” Yuroki hissed. “As much as you like mine.” Miki replied. ” Then… Why don’t we… as real women…? ” Yuroki managed to ask as they fought along in the rain. ” I’d love that. Woman to woman. ” Miki replied. They lunged into each other and got into a bear hug. Their boobs were pressed against one another as they squeezed with all their strength. The sweat and rain made their bodies slippery. “Admit it.” They whispered in unison, “we’re turned on by each other as much as we hate each other. I love the fact that I will leave you a broken bloody whore, or a lifeless corpse at the best. Your gonna pay for what your friends did to mine." The bear hug contest went on with all their might as they lost control of each other and locked up in a long and vicious french kiss. The coppery taste of fresh blood, and rain water as they rolled into a mad mud slick catball, After that they started biting each other’s sweaty blood strained bodies drenched in the rain. The garden was all muddy because of the downpour. They lost balance and fell down in the mud. They gripped each other and started rolling around on the mud, trying to pin each other. “You whore, filthy, filthy whore” Miki muttered. “Die fucking die you skank” Yuroki taunted back… They kept rolling in the mud, they couldn’t help but keep their hands off each other. They bit, clawed, punched, slapped, and squeezed and groped each other’s boobs. Both of them were immensely turned on. Adrenaline carrying them to unbelievable heights of blood lust, Red, & Purple hair strewn about as they fought literally tooth, and nail pitting their bodies, and lives to the extreme. Yuroki felt it slipping she was losing, but she could not allow this bitch to walk away alive not after what this whores friend did to her daughter. Miki was blacking out, but her friends could not go unavenged. Their tits bloody, and mauled beyond repair were flattened by the rival pair, their backs had been stripped clean from their rivals nails, and teeth. They had lost their cheekbones, and lips from their rivals fangs. Their eyes swelled shut from punches that crushed them entirely, their heads were essentially plucked bald as they used the hair to keep the other whore pinned, they kissed once again their teeth clacking against each other. They shattered, but they continued to bite, and fight with every bit of their being. They became still sinking into the blood, mud, and rain within the garden locked together refusing to let go no matter what.

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"Yoko Sagiri." "Kiriko Miyamoto." They spoke in unison. "Your friend killed my daughter." "Your friend killed my sister." "I will kill you whore."Sparks were flying as they clashed the Jumonji Yari grinding against the katana. Yoko scowled her kunai failing to reach this whore. Kirko smiled she hadn't put a bitch like this down for years, and was quite pleased to see she could still kick some ass. Yoko was impressed this Spearwoman was extremely skilled, but she would fall just like so many bimbos before her. Kirko smirked seeing this whore get so frustrated. They circled their blades gleaming, and eager for the blood. Both Brunettes clashed their moves well calculated, and with killing intent. Yoko kept up the pressure switching to a variety of weapons when she was not using her katana, Kirko kept her in check with her Jumonji Yari, and both waifu learned how damn infuriating the other was truly. Kirko & Yuko growled, and cursed each other again, and again as their blades clashed, and slashed at the other. Yuko caught Kirko off guard as she used a chain to wrap around the brunette whores right leg, and knocked her flat on her back. Kirko lost the grip on her jumonji Yari as Yuko tasting victory went in for the kill, Kiriko waited as Yoko raised her Katana for the killing blow she failed to note Kiriko using the very chain that tripped her to catch her rival brunette off guard the chain coiled around her hands, and the katanas she yanked the whore down pinning her limbs, as she tumbled forward, Kiriko kicked the whore overhead causing her to land flat on her back hard. Both waifu scrambled to their feet weapons forgotten as they lunged.They began to roll back and forth across the carpet, they were enraged to feel the equally thick, firm, and enormous pair of tits pressed against the others pair. Their hands snaked into their rivals hair as they snarled, hissed, and cursed each other their natural enmity, and hatred having them ignore their years of training, and experience. Kiriko, & Yoko struggled as they pulled out their rivals hair, their long muscular, and luscios legs coiled together as they rolled for dominance. Each woman was now wildly tearing clumps and hair and scalp from the other's head while mauling their rivals flesh she could find with her sharp fingernails. Growing frustated with the whore they released her rivals hair, and turned their fists, and claws upon the whores bodyScratches began snaking up and down as fingernails even reached down low enough to rake at each other's back, thighs and asses. Neither woman was able to get on top and stay there as they kept rolling back and forth, exchanging the upper hand repeatedly. Both knew the horrific pain that would be suffered by whichever one of them got pinned on her back in this brutal battle so no effort was spared to prevent that from happening. Kiriko, and Yoko were exchanging bites as well seeking to latch their fangs into the whores throat, but both were wary of their rivals fangs, that did not mean that their fangs did not strike at other targets. Kirkio bit off Yoko's nose, as Yoko ripped off her bottom lips. Kiriko lost her right ear, as Yoko lost a portion of her left cheek. Trading bites, and ripping each others back open entirely both struggled, and left blood stains, clumps of flesh, and hair in their wake as they struggled. They finally abandoned their mutual biting, and clawing wanting to beat this whore. Yoko winced as the gushing wound where her nose once was received a wicked right hook, kiriko groaned as the left hook struck where her right once was. They pounded, pounded, pounded, pounded, & pounded their rival with her fists growling, snarling, and screaming their growing hatred only to gag, or gasp when their rivals fist struck home upon their bloodied, and mauled face targeting where their teeth had sown damage to the whore.Both women swung at the same time. Yoko's punch hit Kiriko's in the side of the face like a sack of bricks. Kiriko's punch rocked Yoko's jaw as it struck her chin headon rattling her brain literally as she saw star. Both waifu stood their ground, and traded blows like heavyweight boxers splatters of blood, and saliva strewn the room they were in as they traded bombs their faces distorting, and caving from the lightning fast punches, and slaps.Yoko, & Kiriko were deceptively thick and strong, but equally powerful and quick and the punch was followed by a shower of blows that knocked both waifu backwards, but digging their toenails into the bloodstained carpet they stood their ground.The effects were heinous as each woman's was beaten to a bloody pulp in the exchange. They had each thrown so many punches, their arms burned and felt like they weighed a hundreds of pounds each as they finally collapsed against each other and went for each other's hair once again. Their clothes were in tatters throughout their struggle separating to recover their strength, both waifu glared at each other through their swollen, and bloodied eyes. Breathing raggedly, and heavily both could still remember the bodies of their sister, and daughter in the rooms below, and knew this bitch could not be allowed to live. Yoko remembered seeing the horrific damage inflicted on her baby sister by the other swordswoman. Kiriko had seen the conjoined bodies of her daughter, and her killer locked in eternal combat. Both would not allow their family to go unavenged. With great effort, each fighter finally struggled to her shaking, and trembling feet, teetering and on the brink of falling over. Arms hung limp at their sides as they each assessed the damage they'd inflicted thus far and it was shocking to both women as they saw the results of their handiwork. Blood was squirting out from countless wounds inflicted by fang, claw, fist, or slaps across their voluptuous blood stained, and drenched bodies.Clad now in just their panties, each woman was covered with blood from wounds too numerous to count, their horribly mauled breasts painfully heaving up and down with each new labored breath. Each stared into the eyes of a stranger now, their faces too mutilated to be recognized. Their once proud breasts now sagged, bleeding and torn to shreds from teeth and claws. Massive amounts of hair had been torn out of both women's scalps and now littered the floor from wall to wall, some clumps sticking to smeared blood stains on the ruined carpet.Either woman might have quickly accepted a draw at that point if the other offered it, but neither was willing to make that concession and admit that she wanted it to be over. Such an admission in itself would be tantamount to defeat. And beyond that, with what each fighter had invested in this horrific carnage, to come away with the matter left unresolved would mean another equally bloody encounter somewhere in the future. This had to be finalized, no matter what the cost. They clinched falling to their knees, and then twining their limbs around their rivals naked flesh once moreGrunting and panting heavily, the two nearly naked beautiful warriors struggled and wriggled on the carpet, Both Women were now lying on their sides facing each other with their legs intertwined and coiled around each other. Gravity pulled their massive tits toward the floor, grotesquely distorting the bleeding mounds as the breast closest to the floor on each woman bulged out with the upper breast falling against it.Kiriko drove a fist downward onto Yoko's left breast, smashing it against the right breast beneath it and resting against the carpet. Yoko rammed several fingers into the brunettes pussy. Blood began to trickle down Kiriko's thigh as Yoko crooked her fingers with jagged claws and yanked them from the woman's pussy, tearing at the vaginal walls as she did."Aaaaaaaaagh!" Kiriko screamed in horrific agony from the heinous internal attack, quickly releasing the body scissors and throwing a hard right that slammed into Yoko's face, knocking her backwards.Yoko struggled to get up, stunned by the vicious punch that began to swell her left eye shut. As she floundered on her back, fighting to get up, Kiriko dove at her and fell across her, driving an elbow into her cheek as she landed. With Yoko now pinned on her back, Kiririko was lying atop her at a ninety-degree angle with one breast wedged into Yoko's deep cleavage and the other pressed tightly against the brunettes stomach. The Brunette viciously clawed at Yoko's pussy with her right hand while gouging at her eyes with her left, using all her body weight to press down on her opponent.Yoko quickly grabbed a handful of brown hair and ripped Kiriko's head to the side and backwards, literally yanking the whore off her torso in the process. As Kiriko's body peeled off Yoko's, the Brunette grabbed a meaty portion of her rival brunettes right breast with her left hand and began kneading it like dough beneath her sharp claws.Both women rolled onto their sides and wound up in a semi sixty-nine position, each finding themselves staring directly into her opponent's enormously massive tits. Instinctively, they wrapped their arms around each other's torsos and sunk their teeth into bloody breasts, shaking their heads like sharks trying to tear chunks of flesh from a carcass. Muffled screams drowned out their panting, grunting, and the clicking of teeth as they now began rolling across the room, locked in their bizarre sixty-nine tit eating assault.Their legs, at least for the moment, were completely taken out of the fight as their bodies rolled over and over with crushing force, quickly heading toward the opposite wall of vacant conference room. As they hit the wall, they wound up side by side, still in their locked position. Kiriko reached out with her right hand and grabbed the front of Yoko’s panties and the pubic hair that still remained beneath. Pulling hard on the panties, She continued mauling the blonde's breasts with her teeth. Yoko quickly did the same to Kiriko and now their was a tit eating and a pussy mauling raging simultaneously as the two big waifu tore at each other with lethal intent.Desperate now and feeling a sense of urgency, both women escalated to using both hands now on each other's pussys as they bit deeply into one another's breasts with agonizing results. Four hands now blindly groped and clawed with wild abandon, mauling everything they could reach from the waists down. Blood was pooling around them as they could barely breath with the mouthful of titflesh locked in their fangs, and their face stuffed between the enormous pair of tits they were eating as they writhed and squirmed on the floor, the searing pain of their heinous attacks now exacting its toll on their depleted bodies.Despite the danger they sank their fangs deeper, their claws ripped, and tore into her rivals pussy till their hand was stuffed entirely into the whores womanhood. They hooked their nails into their rivals belly button ripping it open, their mouths were stuffed, and cracking from the amount of titflesh they were eating to reach the whores heart. Locked together in a mutual deathgrip they clung to each other desperate to feel the slut die in her arms, pleading with her rival to die so even before she joined her knowing she was the better woman. They lay their joining the bodies of the many other waifus within this complex vowing to never let their rival escape their sight.

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The High Powered round had her skidding back as it impacted her right forearm vambrace. The Enemy sniper was highly skilled, but it seemed like herself she was impatient. Sayo kept her advance her gauntlets were taking immense damage from the enemy sniper, but she needed to advance. The 2nd Round had her adjusting as the rate of fire was steady, and incredibly accurate. Rika through her scope had seen the conclusion of Kiriko, and that bitch she also had noted the body of her friends strewn around the complex. She was currently trying take out this incoming Bluenette Whore. Sayo continued to advance using her Vambrace shields to abosrb the incoming rounds, until finally she closed the distance, and opened fire with her minigun. Rika cursed as the steady, and rapid barrage of bullets completely vaporized the roof, having taken a post the floor below caused her to reavulate her target taking aim, she prepared to put this bitch down, when she changed targets focusing fire on the floor she was on. "Fuck!" She was nearly vaporized by the incomin fire, and she quickly evaded saved only by the wielders general lack of aim, and more blast the living shit out of her enemys. Sayo continued her advance saturating the roof, and the floors directly beneath with a steady, and destructive rate of fire. Rika waited before returning fire Sayo's Oni mask it seemed saved her life as the round completely destroyed it, she was stunned, and blindly returned fire. Until finally she cast aside her weapon, and charged inside. Rika snarled seeing that the whore had entered the building she cast aside her sniperrifle, and charged downstairs pistol drawn. Sayo ducked as the whore opened fire, but using her vambraces she closed the distance, it was only the sound of a grenade that alerted her to the trap she had charged into. The Resulting blast would have killed her, but her armor saved her life, and sent her hurtyling into the next room breaking through the wall. She hastily ripped off the gauntlets, vambraces, and other assortment of weapons, Rika cursed as during the blast she had lost her pistol, but she wanted to see this bluenette whore bleed.The two women wasted no time. They charged at one another and began trading punches. They took wide stances and began kicking and kneeing at one another as well. The bluenette connected with the Purplettes jaw and stunned her. A follow up connected to her right tit and then a flurry of punches followed as the Purplette was caught dazed. Sayo was strong and quick and she landed a dozen or so punches that pummeled Rika: Face, face, tit-tit-tit-tit, body blow, body blow, gut, face, face, face again. The Dark Skinned waifu was completely off balance and then suddenly a snapped a kick right into her lower chest and sent her flying back onto her ass.Rika pissed and leapt up off of her ass and drove her shoulder into Sayo's gut, lifting her off the ground. Sayo's sharpened claws raked Rika's back but the Purplette slammed her to the ground, slid her grip and grabbed Sayo's luscious muscular legs and stomped her in the pussy then ground her heel in to the tender area as the Bluenette twisted to break free and then scrambled away to her feet. As she spun though, Rika was there and hit her in the face, blood spraying out from a perfectly placed blow to her nose. She followed with an uppercut to her gut, then grabbed Sayo's hair and yanked her forward, kneeing her in the crotch and physically throwing her to the ground. A kick to the ribs caused Sayo to tumble and then get back to her hands and knees. As she did, Rika stomped her in the back and slammed her face down into the dirt. The Purplette maneuvered and shoved her hand between Sayo's legs and raked her pussy lips with her own sharp claws. Sayo screamed in pain, "AHHHH" and scrambled away.Sayo turned and Rika was on her. But enraged beyond belief Sayo was ready for her, A series of punches sent Rika stumbling backwards. All to her face and tits, She was backed into the wall. She snapped a kick at Rika, the blow was enough to force her enormous tits out of her blouse, and bra jiggling, and bouncing from the recoil. Sayo continued the assault as she smashed a knee into Rika's stomach gagging the dark skinned waifu snarled, just as Sayo cocked her fist back to throw a punch she jabbed her bluenette rival in the throat, as she was gagging, and attempting to recover it allowed rika time to recover.The two women faced each other again, sweating, breathing hard, and already having taken a beating from their foe.They came together and interlocked their hands. They began to struggle with one another. The veins in their necks bulged, their muscles strained and trembled. They staggered their legs for leverage and the two exchanged superior and submissive positions for several moments. They began to whimper and grunt as they struggled to overpower their opponent. Sayo slipped, and it allowed Rika a chance to gain an advantage. She forced Sayo to one knee and then kicked her in the chest, Sayo tried to free her hands but Rika held on and kicked her in the gut and chest several more times before Sayo freed herself and tackled her. They struggled for a moment their voluptuous bodies pressed, and grinding against their rival their nails denied the naked flesh they sought, as they clawed, and ripped at each other stripping each other of their garments as they wrestled, strands of hair fell victim to her rivals claws as they plucked them from her head, it was then She reared up in knee only position and Sayo was behind her, reached over her shoulder and grabbed her massive right breast. She dug her claws in and tore upwards, ripping the flesh. Rika roared in agony. With her free hand, She reached around and grabbed Sayo face, digging her nails in but SAYO bit a stray finger and Rika screeched in agony, She yanked herself away from Sayo as she got to her feet, turned around, blood dripping down her body, and charged at Sayo, tackling her. The two hellcats rolled around struggling with one another, their large breasts mushrooming out from between them, pulling at the other's hair, scratching at their backs and buttocks. Rika bit Sayo's cheek and the Bluenette roared in pain. The Bluenette slid a hand between her pelvis and Rika's and grabbed the whores pussy. Rika grit her teeth in pain and hissed, "You mother fucker..." but retaliated by doing the same.The two fighters got to their knees, each keeping their grip on the other's pussy. They twisted their bodies as if to try to relieve the pain--blood started to gush from between their legs, Both began to whimper and moan but they also began to punch at one another with their free hands. They stuffed their claws into their rivals pussy entirely clawing, scratching, ripping, and tearing at will. They latched their fangs into their rivals locked in a bloody kiss ripping, and biting off their rivals lips, tongue, and gums with equal hate as they succumbed to their instincts to maim and torment this whore. Ripping at each other's cunts, biting each other's lips, while their free claw sank into a now free enormous tit of their rival twisting, and tearing into the large thick titflesh. On their knees the 2 waifu went to war seeking to overcome the other in this gruesome war of attrition they had seen the bodies of their friends, and allies strewn about, and they knew only when this whore was a corpse could their deaths be avenged, and victory certain.Sayo decided to lean forward and sink her teeth into Rika's massive tit. She screamed in agony but seemed to coincidentally retaliate by sinking her teeth into Sayo's already damaged breast. Both waifu snarled, growled, hissed, and cursed with muffled venom as they stuffed their rivals titflesh entirely into their salivating fangs their claws continuing to rip, and maul their rivals cunt as they went from eating each other's lips, to devouring tits. On their knees with claws, and fangs committed to maiming their rival beyond repair they waged war, their freehand punching the back of their rivals head whenever they weren't ripping out hair. Their clothes lay in tatters around them as a growing pool of blood, saliva, sweat, piss, and cunt juice surrounded them. The 2 naked waifu struggled on their knees eating, and clawing with all their strength, and hate before they finally stopped teetering and on the brink of falling over. Arms hung limp at their sides as they each assessed the damage they'd inflicted thus far and it was shocking to both women as they saw the results of their handiwork. Blood was squirting out from their ruined cunts, and both had lost a good portion of their respective tits which were now gushing out blood, and fluids.Each woman was covered with blood from wounds too numerous to count, their horribly mauled breasts painfully heaving up and down with each new labored breath. Each stared into the eyes of a stranger now, their faces too mutilated to be recognized. Their once proud breasts now sagged, bleeding and torn to shreds from teeth and claws. Massive amounts of hair had been torn out of both women's scalps and now littered the floor from wall to wall, some clumps sticking to smeared blood stains on the ruined carpet.Either woman might have quickly accepted a draw at that point if the other offered it, but neither was willing to make that concession and admit that she wanted it to be over. Such an admission in itself would be tantamount to defeat. And beyond that, with what each fighter had invested in this horrific carnage, to come away with the matter left unresolved would mean another equally bloody encounter somewhere in the future. This had to be finalized, no matter what the cost. The bloodloss had robbed them of their strength. "Rika Minami." "Sayo Hitsugi." Having started this conflict not knowing the name of the whore she killed, and who had killed her was beyond strange as they kissed eating at their rivals fangs with own teeth, cracking, shattering, and shredding the gums, tongues, and jaw of their rival.