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Chapter 15 by RosyBoy RosyBoy

Who will be the next challenger?

The Killer Bee, Cammy White.

Marisa only had a moment to recover and regain her composure, but the constant throbbing happening below the belt made it impossible to concentrate. The glory seeking warrior was caught by surprise when the sun was suddenly blocked out, casting a shadow on the gargantuan woman. Marisa looked around just in time for her face to be smothered in the crotch of her next opponent. Dressed in black spandex tights and top, cropped blue jacket, and red gloves and boots, Cammy had already begun her ****. “Target acquired. Beginning operation!” Cammy yelled out as she sat atop Marisa’s beefy shoulders and grinded her crotch into the red head’s face.

Marisa flailed about, her vision obscured by Cammy’s overwhelming smothering. While Marisa could have easily planted Cammy with a powerbomb, she couldn’t help but feel the strength leave her knees, as her sensuality was ignited all over again. “Chun Li told me just how much you enjoy being beat, so I figured I’d come down here and remodel your face.” Cammy stated as she started to wrap her legs behind Marisa’s head. While the breath was cut off, all Marisa could do was grab at Cammy’s perky cheeks, grabbing herself a hefty handful.

The Killer Bee’s fluffy buns were soft to the touch and was plentiful enough that even Marisa’s massive hands couldn’t palm the entire bum. “Ooh~!” Cammy cooed as Marisa started kneading her ass cheeks like she was kneading dough, digging her fingers into Cammy’s delicious bottom. Had the blonde combatant let this go on for too long she would have assuredly lost her grip, but having expert combat awareness, Cammy didn’t let that happen. Instead, the Killer Bee hit Marisa with a hurricanrana, planting the lioness onto her back.

Cammy remained atop Marisa’s face, grinding her spandex-clad tights into the bruiser’s nose. Marisa’s fingers and toes twitched, each rub of the crotch sending waves of ecstasy all the way to the tips of her digits. “Feel free to reverse this anytime you like. Unless... you’re actually enjoying yourself.” Cammy said with a twinge of snark. Had Marisa’s face not been buried in Cammy’s crotch, her blatant embarrassment would have been on full display. Marisa started to struggle beneath Cammy, inadvertently causing her nose to nestle deeper in between Cammy’s curvy thighs.

What can Marisa do to get out of this?

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