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“Your skull will make a fine trophy, old woman~” Sneered Mileena, levelling her sai threateningly. The toned muscles of her voluptuous body flexed, her massive round breasts looking ready to burst out of the purple spandex that was just barely clinging to her goddess-like curves, whilst her long black hair framed her masked face.Leela returned the Kombatants scowl, raising her knife readily. Her own gigantic breasts, made fat and proudly sagging with the decades she’d lived in service to Gallifrey, rose and fell with each steady breath she took. Her leather bikini looked ready to tear apart from all the wrinkled flesh she had just barely squeezed into it. Her grey curls framed her own blue eyes as they gleamed with a fierce challenge. “Your threats do not scare me, creature. If you wish to test me, let us not do it in a clash of words, but of steel…”“My pleasure…” Hissed the half-breed. The two warriors lunged at one another, their respective weapons flashing silver as they sliced and diced at the other’s body. Mileena’s sai cut through the strap of Leela’s bikini, whilst Leela’s dagger snapped several of the strings of her leotard. By the time they’d both stumbled away, panting and grunting, their clothes were torn to shreds, though both their bodies remained totally unblemished, except for fresh sheens of sweat. Leela shook her head, sending a few droplets spraying from her skin.“You are a fierce warrior”. She panted, gripping the rags that had once been her leathers and pulling them off. Her aged body was finally revealed in all its glory, her plump curves still so desirable even after all these years. Her sagging tits, with nipples engorged and fat, and an arse that was once lithe and muscular made rotund and monstrously jiggly. Even the chub around her belly only added to the rotund allure she exuded. Mileena’s eyes couldn’t help but rove over every wrinkle, every line, every liver spot, a gleam of appreciation for the aged Amazonian before her.Leela’s eyes too, drifted down across Mileena’s muscular body, freed from the scant covering of her purple leotard. Her melon-sized tits sat perfectly perky and heavy on her chest, sweat rolling over them and across her rock-hard abs, down between her toned thighs. She was entrancing in many ways, like a walking contradiction, devastatingly beautiful and terrifyingly sadistic all at once. But despite her beauty, it was not until Mileena raised a hand and gripped the mask covering the lower half of her face, pulling it down with a single savage tug, that Leela’s hostility turned completely to desire.The Tarkatan hybrid’s horrifying “smile” gleamed at Leela. As her yellow eyes continued to rove over the Sevateem’s naked body, her long forked tongue flicked across the twin rows of wickedly sharp fangs filling her mouth, a gleeful little hiss emerging from her. Her voice came out in a low, dangerous growl. “As are you… for a human…” She took a step forward, a move which Leela mirrored. The Sevateem savage own voice purred out. “You are strong but wild. You need discipline”.“I will never bow to anyone!” Snarled Mileena, who despite the venom in her voice, still kept walking towards Leela. Both their bodies jiggled madly with every step. “Even one such as you…”“Like me?” There was a twinkle in Leela’s eye, one that was still so very youthful despite her age. “Is that a hint of respect I hear in your voice?”“Not quite…”Mileena’s voice was now little more than a growl, as the two warriors came to within inches of each other. Leela’s fat breasts pressed and squashed up against Mileena’s own round, firm ones, her rock-hard nipples rubbing up against the Sevateem’s puffy areolae. Their breaths tickled across the others lips, Mileena’s gruesome fangs doing nothing to deter Leela’s cheeks flushing red with unhidden lust.“You are disgusting”. Mileena finally hissed. “A putrid, sagging old cow with udders that hang down to your knees”.“You are hideous. A monster that no man could ever love without being blind”. Leela spat back in return. Despite their words, there was no venom in their voices. Only desire.“Pig”.“Abomination”.“Hag”.“Wretch”.“Marry me”.“Of course”.They lunged for each other, and fought once again, their tongues clashing in a duel that lasted for many hours. By the end of which, no clear victor stood, though neither truly cared at that point.