Taj becomes predatorial

"Something wrong, Nia?" comes Taj's venomous voice as she reaches up and pulls on her enemies shoulders. "Are my little tits hurting you?" You can tell Nia is tired. Nia leans back, but not quickly enough. Taj pulls her back in, again using a simple but effective shove straight into Nia's chest.

"I told you I have the best tits," Taj says, her voice low and full of confidence. Nia's bigger breasts are shaking with more vigor, and her head and shoulders are sagging as her enemy begins to crush her.

You continue to watch, mesmerized as Taj completes Nia's destruction. Nia is wrapped in a bearhug. Taj is forcing her perky tits deeper and deeper into the opposing rack. Nia desperately tries to escape, or at least avoid as much of the sweeping, powerful passes as she can. But Taj is driven, and her persistence scary. The challenger doesn't slow her **** even for a second, constantly rubbing her rival's firm boobs with her own, even more dense set.

"I'm going to crush those arrogant little flapjacks," Taj grunts, her voice low. "Your family won't even recognize them when I'm done."

Nia's struggles grow weak as the visible evidence of her precious boobs' destruction become apparent. Her head lolls forward while she watches her cocky foe grind her assets into paste. Nia realizes clearly that she has been beaten, but she just hasn't accepted it yet.

"Hahaha, what happened? I thought your big, strong tits were going to teach me something?" Taj says in a malicious, sugary tone, smirking smugly. "Well, let's see what they've learned." In one brutal thrust, Taj pancakes Nia's once powerful tits. You can only see the result from the Nia's left breast, as it flattens, spreading out her chest and across her archenemy's superior right tit. You watch as Nia's tit comes back into view, drooping slightly, but noticeably given their pre-fight state. Nia gasps, staring at her loose flesh in shock, pain and sheer disbelief.

"Looks like you were the overconfident one, huh?" Taj laughs, shoving her tits into Nia's beaten udders once more. Both of Nia's tenderized boobs flatten again, as expected, and the losing lady lets out a guttural groan.

Caressing Nia's upper arm lightly, Taj leans in and whispers something. Nia whimpers, but shakes her head. You notice Taj start to grin, and her grip on Nia's arms tighten. Her forearms tense as she slams her firmer pair into her opponent's beaten rack. Again, Nia's tits splash outward, this time almost as if there is nothing to them. It looks as though Taj's tits are pushing Nia's beaten udders back into her chest.

"Please, Taj, you win!" Nia sobs, looking completely devastated. "Your superior breasts destroyed my tits. You're the best. I can't beat you! Please stop!"

"Remember this, Nia. No matter how many sex fights you've head, your weak sacks are nothing compared to mine," Taj hisses, her voice cruel. But she was right. Those once proud, firm breasts look like jello with Taj's amazing, perky teats smashing them. Taj does a few more passes where Nia's now flopping meat sacks spill over her chest.