Sumo match with Kitty the Catgirl

The rules of engagement were going to be the same, but the women were to both wear nothing but traditional sumo wrestler bottoms. Kitty entered the ring first, looking adorable with her perky little breasts exposed and the sumo-wear on her tiny frame.

Kitty wiggled the sumo thong around on her waist as she entered the ring. “Kinda tight, don’tcha think?” she said to no one in particular.

“You get used to it.” Kitty turned to find Sakaki the sumo entering the ring, the mat shaking slightly under her impressive weight. She slapped her palms against her stomach, her belly and breasts jiggling wildly. “Prepare yourself, little lady.”

“Eep.”