She tries to, but Jane is persistent

Victoria clearly underestimated Jane and did not expect the smaller and unremarkable woman to be that aggressive. However she doesn't even think about giving up that easily. She quickly attempts to get back to her feet, to surprise Jane in turn, to overwhelm her and thus recover part of her dignity.

But actually quite the opposite happens, as Jane tries to keep her pinned to the ground: "Stay down, your under arrest". Jane slams her knee onto Victoria's upper body, right to her incredible chest. At first the leg doesn't find much resistance from the mountains of flesh, but then Victoria's shirt rips under the strain, almost fully exposing the amazon's huge breasts. And the same time Jane's leg further sinks in between the extensive cleavage of her opponent, only to hit Victoria's rip-cage, taking the larger woman's breath away. But getting caught off balance, Jane also topples over and falls right onto the amazon who is lying flat on her back and breathless on the ground. Jane however manages to catch her fall, with her hands hitting something very soft. She steadies herself and can now see where here body-weight rests: On top of Victoria's extensive chest, with her hands pressing fully into the vast and voluptuous pillows.

The whole ordeal, rough treatment and pressure on her breasts actually causes Victoria to moan, as the stimulation of her very sensitive breasts causes her unwanted arousal. An arousal that is further amplified by the unfamiliar situation of her defeat and humiliation. As she looks up, she can see the attention and stares of male colleagues, can clearly see the bulges and hardons in their pants, thanks to the unobstructed view of her monumental breasts, only barely covered by her sports-bra.

Jane notices this as well, and quickly gets annoyed. More than annoyed even, actually rather quite mad. That even despite her outstanding performance, despite her bringing and keeping down the villain in a fight - a fight of David against Goliath -, that despite her winning against all odds, still all the attention of the male officers is on Victoria. Just because she has fucking huge tits. And whats even worse, the way all the men look at her, lecherous, aroused. Nobody has ever looked at herself that way! Well, at least now she could claim the spoils of victory: "Admit defeat, bitch!" Jane exclaims in a surprisingly dominant and loud voice, that even surprises herself.

"No! Never!" Victoria shakes her head. She appears equally as mad at Jane, but clearly for other reasons. Not only for her defeat at the hands of the flat-chested, curve-less, inferior woman, but also for the unwilling exposure of her breasts, the source of her allure and power, and the combined humiliation brought onto her. She is determined to not let this stand. "And who are you calling a bitch?"

Before Jane has a chance to react, in an attempt to get up, or shake her attacker off, Victoria's arms surge upwards and take hold of the fabric of Jane's t-shirt. A struggle ensues, where to everyone surprise Jane manages to not get thrown of, and to stay on top of the trashing amazon beneath her. In the process every time any kind of **** or pressure is applied to the amazons mighty tits, an involuntary moan immediately follows. All the while he struggle goes back and forth for a few moments, with no clear winner. That is, until a loud sound can be heard: Where Victoria had taken hold of Jane's shirt, it is now completely ripped apart and teared to shreds. In contrast to Victoria, whose incredible chest is at least in some small way still covered by a bra, Jane's naked upper body is now on full display. Including her almost non existing breast, because she never wears a bra. And thus Jane's face turns to a deep shade of red.

"Who's the bitch now, June?" Victoria grins, now certain that she will get the upper hand.

"Aaaah! It's Jaaaane!" her opponent immediately shouts back in rage.

And so the struggle between two almost topless officers continues. One with impossibly huge tits, only barely kept in check by her bra, the other with no chest to speak of, with her shirt in tatters.

Jane knows that she cannot keep this up for long, that it is only a matter of time until the superior strength of the woman beneath her would win and throw her off. But still, she is determined to win. Somehow. Someway. There just had to be a way. A way to keep up her dominant position and show everyone what she was made of. And just when her arm brushes yet again the flesh of one of the monumental mammaries beneath her, and causes Victoria to moan, yet again, that is when it hits her. A flash of inspiration, an idea. A way to get the upper hand.

Although every rule in the book would have her attempt to restrain the hands and arms of the arrested person under her, Jane has identified Victoria's real weakness: Her unending valley of very sensitive breasts. While she somehow manages to stay on top of Victoria, and to keep her down, Jane's hands start to plunge into the soft mountains of titflesh, to press, knead and **** every part of it. And it works! Soon Victoria is defeated, and ceases her struggle. Defeated by her own arousal. Reduced to a moaning mess, overcome by pleasure, unable to put up any further resistance. But Jane just doesn't stop there.

The enraged and heated Jane continues her unrelenting ****, and takes Victoria's humiliation to the next level: Stretched under the weight and movement of the enormous and magnificent breasts, even the straps of her bra give up now, unable to hold in and to properly contain these incredible orbs of pleasure. Victoria's mighty breasts slip out of their cups under the continued molesting of Jane's hands, only to reveal the flesh of her sizable stiff and swollen pink nipples. This event however seems to bring Jane back to the reality. The reality of what she had just done. The reality of the situation, of two female police officers involved in a cat-fight, until both were topless, and one aroused and molested so much that she was reduced to a moaning mess. The reality, that she has probably gone too far.

But somehow Jane didn't care. All that matters is that she has won. That she was able to show her true worth, and that she has shown the bitch beneath her who is the boss. That she has shown the allegedly superior and all uppity Victoria to her place. In this case the end does justify the means!

"Sergeant, i have clearly won!", she exclaims proudly, waiting for the Sergeant's confirmation.