Defeated xxx

 

Dillion: Rules and rp: https://venus.chatfighters.com/federations/Defeated_xxx/tournaments

Cosplayer_Zoe: *I come out to Midnite Maniac by the Swiss band Krokus. The song kicks off and I drop my robe, showing off my thin frame adorned in a red one piece bikini with a white cross over my left breast. long red socks of the same color adorn my pale legs as I begin to wave to the crowd. I blow kisses and send a middle finger up to the Eiffel tower. I begin to skip down towards the ring, sultrily entering with my ass jutting out.* "Bonjour! Moin! and Gruezi!" I shout to the obviously Swiss portion of the crowd, A small tattoo of the Swiss flag sits on my cheek. I strut around the ring with a proud glint in my eye. I finally go to rest in the corner with an arrogant gaze.*

Cosplayer_Zoe:

Warrior_Queen: Once you've done making you're entrance, I step into the arena from the other side of the stadium, confidently strutting my way towards the ring, eyes locked on my target. I'm wearing a bikini that looks a size too small, emblazoned with the union-jack, and a long silky red robe, trailing along the ground behind me. I a royal wave to my mutual fans and haters the packed audience as I come up to the ring, letting my robe slide off of my shoulders and onto the floor as I step through the ropes, making a point to stick my ass out while bending over. I raise my arms and do a lap around the ring wide, confident grin on my face before settling in my corner, leaning against the ropes and locking eyes with my opponent from across the canvas.

Warrior_Queen:

Warrior_Queen:

Cosplayer_Zoe: *I glare at you with an annoyed gaze. British and busty is a combination I just hate to see.* “So this is what they bring from the Island?” *I stretch my arms and teasingly bite my lip.* “I’ll be more than happy to make very quick work of you.” *The Swiss section cheers for me. A few hold up signs with my more lewd cosplays.*

Warrior_Queen: I let out a smirk, running my fingers through my long, dark hair, draping it behind my shoulders "I think it's just so CUTE that you dressed up in cosplay for our fight, sweetie; but why did you decide to cosplay as a jobber?" I tease, hands resting on my hips as I calmly make my way up the middle of the ring, moving up to scratch. "It'll be more fun if you let me take my time with you. Unless you're in a HURRY to lose to me, of course" I giggle, beckoning you towards me.

Cosplayer_Zoe: *I approach with my arms out and ready. Each step I take is faster than the last as I make a dead sprint towards you. I lunge and try to tackle you hard into the turnbuckle as the crowd begins cheering. The action has begun.*

Warrior_Queen: You build up speed as you thunder towards me across the canvas, your attack projected a mile off. I lower my stance and lock my left leg out behind me, leaning into you as you throw your body against mine, letting you wrap your arms around me. I fold over your back, wrapping my arms around your midsection, hugging you tight against my body as I try to stand and lift you upside-down with me.

Cosplayer_Zoe: *My light body is easy enough to catch, and I realize pretty quickly what’s going on. I try to lock my legs around your head to keep my position. My hair dangles as my legs try to snake around you.*

Warrior_Queen: "Good girl~" you hear me purr, burying my face between your legs, dragging my rough, wet tongue along your crotch through your bikini. I crouch down slightly before kicking off the cavas and jumping; I bring my powerful thighs around your head mid-air to piledrive you into the floor of the ring.

Cosplayer_Zoe: *I slam into the ring and flop forward a few feet, clutching my head and weakly moaning.* “F-Fuck…” *I say, getting up onto all fours.* “d-damn…” *I say in a weak, almost pouty voice. My leotard has ridden up slightly.*

Warrior_Queen: My ass bounces as I drive you into the canvas, stepping back up on my feet, giving a royal wave to the cheers & jeers of the audience as I make my way behind you. I cast a long, menacing shadow over you as you push yourself onto all fours, towering behind you. I lift my hands up behind my head, puffing my chest outward until my bikini starts to creak. Then I let myself fall forwards like felled timber, crashing on top of you with my girls leading the charge.

Cosplayer_Zoe: *I shout loudly as your bigger frame flattens me.* “f-fuck!” *I lay helpless beneath you, my thin arms trembling as I push up with your weight on top of me.* “y-you bitch…” *I whimper gently.*

Warrior_Queen: I go slack, letting you take my dead-weight as you try pushing yourself up. My feet push apart against yours, spreading your legs beneath me as I grapevine mine around yours. "That noise was adorable!" I giggle, licking you from the nape of your neck, and up to your ear "Do it again for me~"

Cosplayer_Zoe: *My legs stretch as your thicker thighs force them open. I continue to groan and whimper.* “d-damn it… please…” *I look down gently.* “y-you’re so f-fucking…” *I push up but collapse again. It’s so frustrating… and humiliating…*

Warrior_Queen: The sounds from both the Swiss & British fans in the stands start getting louder, though both sides carrying very different attitudes. You hear me smirk as I rock my shoulders side to side; my breasts kneading into your back, stiff nipples pressing into your skin even through the fabric of our clothing. I wait until you just manage to push some space between you & canvas before sliding my left hand underneath, grabbing a palmful of your breast, and squeezing.

Cosplayer_Zoe: *You’re disappointed by the size of my breast, only a little bigger than a man’s chest. I glare and try to push up again, but this time I use my slender frame to snake out instead. Any way I can try to get out, I seem yo try.*

Cosplayer_Zoe: (Tiny boobs sadly)

Warrior_Queen: You thrash & squirm with all you might against me & gravity, fighting to get free. No more time for playing; I kiss the nape of your neck, my legs tighten their grip arounds yours as I throw my weight to my right, moving to roll us onto my back. My left hand stays over your breast, tracing & teasing your nipple through your leotard; my right moves between your legs as I spread them apart, pressing and rubbing with my long, soft fingers.

Warrior_Queen: (All boobs are happy boobs)

Cosplayer_Zoe: *I scream out weakly as I’m trapped between your thighs. The feeling of your groping and fondling combined with my inability to move only makes more frustrated, and horny.* “F-Fuck!”

Warrior_Queen: I push your legs as wide as they'll go, presenting you to the nearest ringside camera, getting a slow-zoom on my middle-finger pressing & rubbing in slow circles, searching for your clit. I leave a trail of hickeys in your skin as I kiss you slowly & deliberately up your neck, my fingers pinching your nipple through your outfit.

Cosplayer_Zoe: *I whimper weakly, still trying something. I start to punch the ring.* “f-fuck… th-this isn’t fair…” *I whine, conflicting with my occasional moans.*

Warrior_Queen: "Mmmmmm" You can feel my moan vibrating against your back as you whine & protest "Louder~" I purr, pulling you a little closer. My fingers thing they've found the spot, gently rubbing with my middle & ring finger, feeling your clit start to throb beneath them.

Cosplayer_Zoe: *I’m so wet, to the point where my fabric in my leotard is soaking wet around the crotch.* “th-this is so unfair…” *I say with a horny whimper. The crowd cheers as a camera pulls between both of our legs, showing the crowd.*

Warrior_Queen: I wipe my hand around your wet thighs, bringing it up to my face and licking my fingers, getting a wave of cheers and insults from opposite ends of the packed arena. "Fuck, you taste good~" I growl in your ear. You can feel my heartbeat thudding against your back, even through my massive rack arching against your spine. I reach back down to pull your leotard tight around your crotch, exposing your swollen clit against the fabric before my fingers go back in for the attack, using your juices as lube.

Cosplayer_Zoe: *I can’t keep up, I can’t fight back, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t keep myself from cumming. My juices flow out onto the canvas as I let out a soft, weak sigh.* “g-god… oh my god…” *my cheeks are so rosey.*

Warrior_Queen: I plant my feet against the canvas and raise my ass off the ground; lifting your pelvis in the air for the camera as I feel your body start to quiver and orgasm. I keep rubbing you through your soaked leotard long after the bell rings; it takes the referee using both hands to get my fingers out from between your legs.

Cosplayer_Zoe: *I look like I’m in heaven as my delicate face contorts with each second that your finger is in me. My body trembles, and I feel like I’m going to explode again.* “o-oh… f-fuck…” *I moan. Another flow comes out before I collapse down.*

Warrior_Queen: After some berating (and a couple of slaps) I'm finally convinced to let you go; my arms & legs wrapping from you like opening a lotus-flower. I let your exhausted body slide off of me before taking my time getting to my feet; rolling back my shoulders and popping my neck side to side. I pace my way around my handiwork, lifting my foot to press my sole against your soaking-wet crotch, raising my arms in a triumphant flex as I pose over you.

Warrior_Queen:

Cosplayer_Zoe: *I lie in complete defeat, my thin body completely spent against your might. I look up at you slowly. I try to say something but I choke up on my words, surrendering completely. The British crowd goes wild as I lie in defeat.*