Meena's previous match had ended in a disaster. The only thing that comforted her was the fact that it was an unofficial match, and that it wasn't broadcasted anywhere online. It was private. But her humiliating defeat still stung. Linh had completely milked her tits, and left her lying in a pool of her own tit milk. To add insult to the injury, Linh had stolen her bikini and thong. Meena blushed furiously thinking about Linh. She could remember clearly. Linh gleefully walking out of the room, twirling Meena's G string and bikini in her hands, her pale skinny body and muscled thighs haughtily carrying her visage, as her deflated breast implants sagged along slightly. Atleast she had managed to deal some heavy blow to Linh.
She had been lying by herself on the cold wet bathroom floor, the thick steam in the room refusing to clear up. After a while, she had woken up and gingerly felt her body and tits. Her tits were a little too soft and sore, and her nipples stung. Linh had done a number on them with her fangs. She had staggered out of the room, all naked, walking all the way to the massage room looking for the healer.
After some erotic acupressure, and some sexual exercise, she was fine. A few weeks had passed since then. Meena had followed her diet to regain back her health and she was successful. She stared at her body in front of the mirror in her lodge room.
Almost all the scratch marks and welts from the tangle with Linh had gone. Her dusky brown skin glistened like before, soft and supple. Her thick thighs resembling tree trunks, flexed outwards in their curvy glory, so curvy that they almost closed the opening between her thighs. She stared at her pubic bush which had grown a little too much. Her curvy hourglass figure was as sexy as ever.
She let loose her long thick black lustrous hair as she turned around and examined her behind. Linh had scratched and spanked it an awful lot, but the marks were gone now, and her large succulent brown ass protruded out in all its heart shaped glory. She lightly spanked it, and watched it bounce back up-- a naturally beautiful large bubble butt. She then turned around and flexed her milk bags. Earlier they were oblong sagging bags that had gone all mushy. Within a few weeks of healing, exercise and diet they had gone back to their past glory. In fact, they were better than before. Her massive 38F tits jutted outwards, her nipples erect, her tits all fat and perky. She touched her right boob with her finger and felt it. It was soft, but firm, fleshy and steady. Humongous and taut. The boob goddess was back. Linh was right about one thing. Her tits were full of milk. Even fuller than before. But she was wrong about the other thing. This time Meena would defeat Linh. But it had to wait. After all Meena had the championship to win. Linh was smart. She had picked a very opportune time for her, when Meena would be stuck between Wildcat matches, to defeat her in a challenge properly. She also stole her costume, humiliating her. Meena still seethed when she thought about it. But she couldn't take it back without fighting Linh, which was a long while away.
Meena's next title match was nearby. She would face Sofia Jarvinen, the Finnish hardhitter, with whom she had had a passionate fight in the ring last time. Sofia was a formidable opponent.
The terrain of the fighting ring hadn't changed. Meena wore a metallic pink leotard with a very high cut, exposing her beautiful outer thick thighs. Sofia wore a metallic blue leotard with similar high cut exposing her muscular thighs.
The man in the tuxedo and fox mask quietly tried to contain the excitement in the arena. The VIPs had all seen the two fight before, and they had fought a lot of other opponents before reaching here, ready to square off again. They were all buzzing with one question--which girl would win and go to the finals?
Meena stared across at Sofia's cold blue eyes staring back at her calculatingly. Sofia stared back into Meena's passionate dark black eyes. The bell quietly rung, but they didn't care. The battle had already started.
Meena strutted confidently, towards her opponent. Sofia did the same.
"How about we do this without these annoying clothes, Minnie?", Sofia hissed excitedly, in a commanding tone.
"I'm not in a hurry to see your body, Sof....I can always remove it later on in the match, whenever I want........", Meena purred.
Sofia growled, "So be it"
They both walked towards each other and stood facing themselves, slowly getting sensuously closer and closer. Their nipples were erect, stabbing the fabric, two prominent peaks resting on round bulging balloons just a few inches away from touching each other. Meena's larger breasts stared off with Sofia's moderate, but firm breasts. The tension between them was electric. Meena and Sofia's breathing had increased, their heartbeats almost visible. They could feel the breath of their opponents, wash over their face with an intoxicating mix of freshness, sweat, and lust. It was maddening. Meena's long black hair was tied into a braid, that extended till her ass. The tight, skimpy leotard, Meena was wearing was straining to contain her breasts, and her behind. So much so that, her breasts ballooned out of the spaces where the leotard wasn't present, threatening to tear off the fabric. Her rump was divided into two sections, as it too was cut in half by the overworked thong. It was slightly restraining, but Meena knew they purposefully gave her a size that didn't fit, because of the chance of exposure of her figure--which would make the VIPs shell out a lot of bucks. But she was quite uncomfortable to fight wearing it.
Sofia's outfit was thin, exposing her muscled fair thighs, and a bit of blonde pussy hair peeked out of her thong, which was slightly wedged in, forming a camel toe.
Her blonde hair had been neatly wrapped in a braid that rested on her shoulder.
Sofia stood, taller than Meena, her abdominal muscles visible against the sheer fabric.
She stared into the eyes of Sofia, and Sofia did the same. Both their womanhoods were slightly damp. Finally their nipples touched each other through the taut fabric, and both of them gasped audibly.
"UUUuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnghhhhh", they cried out with surprise in their eyes, as they stared at their nips touching. But they both had a look in their eyes which said there was no going back now. Meena struck first. A cold, hard slap across Sofia's pretty face, which almost made her fall. Sofia almost spat out.
She straightened up, angered and immediately struck back with a cruel, hard slap across Meena's large milk tankers. The slap was so hard, Meena's tits almost came out of the leotard, an odd nipple facing outwards awkwardly.
Meena gasped and hurriedly repositioned and adjusted her boobs within the leotard.
"I told you it'd be better without them, Minnie. Oh well, it's fine if you won't listen.......I can always strip you later...", Sofia purred menacingly. Meena glowered.
Meena charged and rammed into Sofia's abdomen, but Sofia was ready. She grabbed a bent Meena's waist and they both wrestled for a while. Then a feisty Meena's fingers groped around Sofia's arse, and raked their length with her sharp claws. Sofia screamed. Meena wouldn't stop scratching. Sofia grabbed Meena's waist and locked them between her muscled thighs, immobilizing her. She then gently raised Meena's leotard upwards, exposing more of her lovely buttocks. She folded her arms, elbows facing downwards, and rammed her elbows into Meena's buttocks with full force.
"YYyaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiieEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEnnnghhh!!", Meena squealed and spat out. Sofia continued her 'elbow to the ass', few more times, before she released her. Meena dropped down, clutching her throbbing ass, as Sofia walked around her in a circle.
As she walked about, she noticed Meena's exposed behind. She gently walked over, stood over a bent Meena, and grabbed her leotard near her asscheeks. With a strong force, she yanked it all the way up, the fabric cutting through Meena's ass and pussy. Meena screamed. Meena tried wiggling her large, bouncy butt out of the tight fabric, but Sofia caught her. She stomped her feet on both of Meena's buttocks, locking them in place. Sofia was standing on Meena's buttocks with full force, Sofia's muscled stature bearing down on Meena's soft large ass. Meena cried out. Sofia increased her pressure, pulling the fabric out and stretching it to an unnatural length. Meena flailed her legs and squealed. Her powerful hips finally managed to jolt Sofia off, and the fabric was released, which rebounded with a resonating FLAMPP! on Meena's buttcheeks, sending vibrations and ripples across its surface. Meena slowly crawled onto her knees. She stared at Sofia who was about to charge, and shouted, "WAIT! Let me get it ouuuuuuuuutttt...."
