Melody responds.

Though your partner is clearly thrown a little off-balance by Aphrodite’s sensual opening, she does an admirable job getting herself under control.

“Are you here to show off, or are you here to fight?” she asks Aphrodite, surprisingly calmly for how nervous she must be.

“Darling, whoever said I can’t do both?” Aphrodite purrs back, letting a finger tug hard enough at her top to almost reveal one of her nipples.

But Melody isn’t having any more of her mind games. “Alright,” she says firmly. “You wanna play it like that? Fine.”

And with that, she reaches up and unclasps her bra, letting it fall freely to the floor.

The crowd goes absolutely wild, and so does the announcer. “Woohoo! Melody finally gives that rack of hers the love it really deserves.”

Melody smiles a little as she hears the compliment and the cheers, while Aphrodite is grinning from ear to ear at the prospect of a real sexfight. They start towards each other across the ring...