Wanting to shed her underdog status in this fight, Lacey charged the blonde and buried her fist in Scarlett's crotch. When Scarlett doubled over, Lacey unceremoniously kneed the helpless blonde in the chin, knocking her over onto her back. Lacey wasn't the only one able to fight dirty however, and as the brunette approached her downed opponent, her own crotch was rudely introduced to Scarlett's foot when it smashed into Lacey's womanhood. Lacey crumpled to the mat at Scarlett's feet moments after the thudding impact.
Both women took a few seconds to recover from the dual low blows, but it was Scarlett who was first to regain her feet. Scarlett dragged Lacey up to her feet with a handful of her brown hair and threw her back first into the corner. The blonde charged after her and launched herself at Lacey, slamming the top of her thigh deep into Lacey's exposed stomach, driving all of the air out of the brunette's lungs in an explosive gasp. Lacey's body molded itself over Scarlett's thigh as she breathlessly doubled over.
Scarlett gave the brunette no respite and wrapped her arms around Lacey's waist to trap her in a bearhug, but she added her own personal touch to the move by grasping Lacey's left wrist in her right hand and Lacey's right wrist in her left hand, effectively immobilizing her hands while compressing Lacey's ever regressing midsection. The blonde alternated between flexing and relenting with her arms wrapped tight around Lacey's ribs for several seconds, and then proceeded to focus on only squeezing the hapless brunette; every time she exhaled, Scarlett squeezed tighter like a blonde anaconda.
Lacey's head eventually drooped forward to rest on Scarlett's right shoulder, a small amount of drool leaking from the corner of her mouth, spilling down the blonde's shoulder and back. Realizing Lacey was almost out, Scarlett relented on the squeezing part of her bearhug, finally allowing Lacey to breathe, but she kept the rest of the hold in place, namely holding Lacey up and keeping her grip on the brunette's wrists.
Scarlett then fell forward, driving Lacey back first to the mat with Scarlett on top of her, face to face, breast to breast. "We all knew you never had a chance against me Lacey. Your tits will always be second tier." Scarlett told her captive brunette. "Any last words?" She asked.
"Do your worst." Was Lacey's icy reply.
"Much obliged, dear." A moment later Scarlett inched her way up Lacey's body until the brunette was swallowed up by the shadow of Scarlett's immense cleavage. Another moment later and they were planted firmly on Lacey's face, easily covering all of the brunette's features. Making sure there was absolutely no possible way for Lacey to escape, or submit for that matter, with her hands still trapped behind her, Scarlett wrapped her legs around the brunette's in a grapevine hold.
Lacey fought hard to escape to free herself from Scarlett's devastating breast smother, but trapped as she was, it was rather pathetic. Lacey wiggled her hips and shimmied her shoulders against her blonde captor, but after 45 seconds a shiver ripped through her entire body and then she went completely limp, ceasing all movement entirely. Scarlett kept the the smother on for several more seconds, making absolutely sure that Lacey was well and truly out.
Eventually Scarlett released Lacey's hands and lifted her tits off of the sleeping and snoring brunette. Using Lacey's breasts as a hand hold to use to get to her feet, she then cupped her already prominent breasts to show just how superior they were to the defeated Lacey's. In one final act of degradation, Scarlett places her foot on Lacey's conquered breasts before leaving the ring without looking back the slumbering brunette.
Post Fight: "Everyone- and I mean EVERYONE, knew that my tits were obviously superior, and what do you know, I proved that with authority. Lacey is nothing but a wannabe... In fact, everyone else is a 'wannabe' compared to me."
*Lacey was unavailable for comment*
Kate and Katy circled hesitantly for a few moments and then both charged at the other simultaneously. And both women tried to wrap the other up in a bearhug, they both succeeded, but neither was effective and once they realized this they both tried shoving the other into the corner. They struggled against each other for a few moments but ultimately Katy overpowered her blonde adversary and forced her back against the turnbuckles.
Once there, Katy immediately goes for the smother by standing on the bottom ropes and shoving her chest into Kate's face, but the blonde wraps her arms around Perry's waist and reverses position with her brunette adversary, shoving Katy into the corner. Knowing she has to soften the other woman up before going for the smother, Kate starts throwing fists into Katy's ribs, hoping to soften her up enough to be ripe for a smother.
Katy was in trouble and wilted under the blonde's attack, her ass resting on the middle turnbuckle. Kate realized that Katy's face was at optimal smothering height and moved forward, shoving her breasts into Katy's face, hoping to secure a quick win. Katy may have been in a vulnerable position, but she wasn't exactly helpless as she snuck her hand into Kate's bikini bottom and scratched and clawed relentlessly.
In severe pain, Kate was forced to release her smother and back away from the animalistic Katy. Perry leaped out of the corner at the surprised blonde and tackled her down to the mat, pinning her wrists to the canvas above her head. "You ready to meet my fireworks, bitch?" Katy asks of her blonde captive.
Kate responds by slamming her knee into Katy's unsuspecting pussy, causing the brunette to roll off of Kate with an agonized look on her face and her hands wedged between her thighs. Kate took immediate advantage and straddled the brunette, sitting on her stomach, trapping Katy's hands under her ass as well. "Who's got the big mouth now, twat?" Kate asks, condescendingly. Her mocking question finished, Kate yanked the brunette's hair and forced Katy's face flush into her luscious cleavage and began her smother in earnest.
Katy struggled valiantly, but the blonde wrapped her arms around Katy's head and made sure that there was no escape for Katy, and pressed her breasts even harder into Katy's helpless face. Katy figured she was done for and considered tapping out in order to avoid the ultimate indignity of ultimately succumbing to Kate's breast smother. But she suddenly had an idea, she removed her hands from her sex and moved them to Kate's pussy and then sunk her fingers into the blonde in a devastating crotch claw.
Kate screamed in abject agony and released her titsmother, desperate to remove Katy's fingers from her sex. While Kate was vertical, Katy raised her legs and wrapped them around the blonde's torso, a moment later Kate was slammed back first on the canvas. A few seconds later Katy got to her feet and dragged the blonde up with her. Katy proceeded to knee the blonde in the stomach, forcing her to double over, at which point Katy wrapped her right arm over Kate's head and then threw herself backward, smashing Kate's forehead into the mat.
With Kate completely out of it, Katy stood at the blonde's head, facing her feet. Signalling to the crowd that the match was about to end by placing her hands underneath her breasts and then raising them a few times, Katy knelt down to the mat. The brunette secured Kate's arms by grabbing her wrists and forcing them down to the mat at Katy's midsection. A few seconds later, Katy had enveloped the blonde's face with her immaculate cleavage. Katy made a show of it by wriggling her shoulders back and forth, making sure Kate felt every millimeter of her sweaty breasts forming itself against her face.
Kate could have submitted by slamming one of her feet on the mat three times, but ultimately her pride wouldn't allow that. In the end, Upton passed out after being trapped in Katy's perfect cleavage for 30 seconds. When Katy felt the blonde's body shudder and go limp, she released her perfect smother and brought the slumbering blonde up to a sitting position, and once there Katy began slapping and twisting the blonde's now inferior tits. That only lasted a few moments before Katy made her way to her feet and placed a disrespecting foot atop Kate's conquered cleavage.
Post Fight: "Now that was a tough fight, am I right?" Katy asks. "I adored smothering out another very capable woman, and I don't regret it for an instant. I can't wait to humble the twat "that is Scarlett Johansson." But I would absolutely LOVE it if I could. Let's make it happen."
Kate was unavailable for post-fight press conferences.
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