Female Dice Fighters

Remington: I have created the private room #Noelle_vs_Remi_Rematch.

Remington: I have invited @NoelleFights to join #Noelle_vs_Remi_Rematch.

NoelleFights: !set FDF
Loaded @NoelleFights's Female Dice Fight stats.

Remington: !set FDF
Loaded @Remington's Female Dice Fight stats.

Remington: Perks: Hail of Blows, Cheeky Jab, Boob Buster Quirks: Hard Nipples, Masochist, Overconfident

NoelleFights: Perks: Unyielding, Brick, Wolverine | Quirks: Busty, Tender Twins, Softcore, Weak Abs

NoelleFights: !set hp 110/110
@NoelleFights's HP is set to 110 / 110

NoelleFights: (Brick)

NoelleFights: !set boobs 14/14
@NoelleFights's BOOBS is set to 14 / 14

NoelleFights: (Tender Twins)

NoelleFights: !set body 16/16
@NoelleFights's BODY is set to 16 / 16

NoelleFights: (Softcore)

Remington: I couldn't for the life of me believe my ears when Tiffany told me that the co-ed I had turned into a milk cow was back. Not only was she back but she wanted a rematch. She wanted her bikini back. I couldn't help but let out a snort at that. This bitch really was back here after the humiliation I had given her to end our last fight. I could still picture you laying on the floor of the bar in a puddle of your own milk. "You're serious...." I looked at Tiff like she was pulling some sort of joke. The massive busty blonde nodded at me with what could only be described as mild concern but she was clearly serious. Letting out a click of my tongue I stood up from the table in my dressing room and headed out to the bar. Still wearing my crop top and cut offs over my black string bikini. "We are gonna fix this...there is no way she's this fucking dumb." Sure enough when I walked out into the bar there you were. Looking you up and down the way one might a piece of meat they were contemplating devouring I leveled a look at you. "Well- you're either stupid or brave. Either way you're gonna be leaving here without your bikini. There is no way you are going to win against me so spare yourself the humiliation and walk back out those doors while you can still walk." I could see that your youthful rack had made a miraculous recovery which was admittedly exciting. The idea of punching you into submission was lovely....

NoelleFights: I was at a table with some of my friends, the same ones who supported me in my last fight, and got to see that EMBARRASSING loss I suffered. Lucky for me, they either loved seeing my get the crap beaten out of my tits, or they really believed in me after the sparks of talent I showed early in the first round. Some of them were giving me decent advice, others just telling me to block my tits if I want to win. If only it were that easy. I'm wearing a tiny black crop top and some extremely short booty shorts with sandals as you approach me from behind. Some of my friends subtly let me know, so I turn around to your comments. As I turn to face you, I take a step toward you, so the distance from breast to breast is barely half an inch. "Last time, I was too focused on just surviving for that payday... This time, I want revenge..." I whisper in your ear as I lean forward, pressing my chest into yours a bit. "Can't wait to see how much milk you have in those udders of yours, Remington," I say with a wink. I try my best to be intimidating in my actions, but it's clear that I'm putting up a front. I turn from you to walk to the back changing room, my long dark hair whipping across your face as I move...

Remington: You turn to go for the changing room. The smirk on my face is all too much fun as you go from confident chest to chest with me to starting to get ready. Im about to take that from you. "Don't fucking bother bitch. I don't need another one of your bikini's honestly this one is kinda small on me..." With a movement I take my top off to reveal that Im wearing the trophy I took from you. My tits STRAINING it. "In fact if you want it back. You're going to fight naked. Only one of us walks out of the ring with this bikini. But the price of admission is you're fighting naked." Folding my arms under my ample rack I smirk at you. "No need to go back and change. If you wanna fight, strip right here and we can get in the ring. You knock me out the bikini is yours. If I knock you out, I get to punish you in front of all your friends." I dont elaborate on what I have in mind but I wouldn't be surprised if this little twist makes you run for it. Ive had a couple girls over the years come back to try and get their bikinis back. Almost all of them didn't have the tits to challenge nude and with some sort of further humiliation on the line.

NoelleFights: I freeze in my step as I hear your challenge, turning to face you again as I see my fight bikini on your larger chest, barely covering your nipples. "Mmm... if that's the deal, that's what'll happen. I'm not afraid of knocking you out while naked!" I stammer out, clearly a bit flustered, my face giving the expression as if I had just seen a ghost when you made that challenge. I reach down to my top and pull it off over my head, my large tits jiggling as they are freed. There are still minor remnants of bruising from our last fight, having not healed up 100%. Perhaps I was a bit overzealous in picking this fight so soon after my humiliation, but I can't back out now. Some bar patrons begin to catcall and cheer as they see what is going down. I kick off my sandals before I start to pull off my booty shorts and my panties, sliding them down my long, pale legs to be fully bared, totally naked in front of the crowd. I give all my clothes to my friend Kalli for safe keeping, and she folds them up and puts them on her lap. "Hmm, how about when I knock you out, I get to punish you and get my bikini back? I'd love to tie you up in the middle of the ring and make you my punching bag," I say as I begin to walk over toward my corner of the ring, someone having set a pair of gloves and a mouthguard on the stool for me.

Remington: To your credit you don't back down and you proceed to strip in front of everyone. I look over at Tiffany and she shrugs. With that I tie my hair back and proceed to strip down to *my* bikini. The top is really a joke, one good hit and Im coming out of it but the the psychological effect of forcing you to fight naked while I wear the bikini I claimed as a trophy is what I am after here. So once I've tossed the crop top and shorts to the bouncer I climb into the ring. Walking over to pull on my gloves and put my mouth guard in. The thong bottoms of your bikini just instantly eaten by my ass cheeks leaving literally nothing to the imagination when it comes to my rear. With that I turn around and smack my gloves together before I settle into the corner. Stool removed just preening there. Ready for another round of this. This time I know what you are capable of when it comes to swinging. Your little co-ed muscles proved to be more than I was expecting last time but this time- Im ready. "Alright, loser gets turned into a punching bag. Don't say I didn't warn you little girl." With that I bounce slightly in my corner and nod to the DJ. Ready to go.

NoelleFights: As I climb into the ring under the ropes, I pop in my mouthguard and strap on my gloves. I warm up a bit, my tits jiggling for all to see, and this time my pussy and ass free for all to ogle at as well! I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me uncomfortable, but I can't back down from this challenge, I'm in far too deep. After a bit of warmup under the oppressively hot ring lights, I indicate that I'm ready, putting my gloves up as I nod to the DJ, my pale skin sheening slightly from developing sweat.

NoelleFights: !flip
Flip the coin.... tails!

Remington: You signal the DJ but I can see that you are sweating even from here. It helps that you're completely naked though so as I bounce out of the corner I make sure that this time I have a plan i was pretty sure I could smack you right in the mouth last time but you proved to be highly resistant to my jabs. Still I push forwards and flick out my first one high and my second one to your belly looking to tag your soft body and make you wince.

Remington: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 1 + ☒ 3 = 4 damage. HP down to 106.

Remington: This time the mix up does the trick as I pop you in the tummy right out of the gate. Lets not make any mistakes here I can see your titties are not looking amazing. WIth your top off its clear that you didn't recover as much as I thought you did originally the ghosts of bruises still there. So without further ado I put those titties through there paces. Hauling off with a right hook to the spot that I absolutely blasted your girls the last time we boxed. ( +3 Busty, +4 Damage)

Remington: !roll Boob shot 1d20+7
Roll the dice... ☒ 13 +7 = 20

Remington: !attack boobs
My attack succeeds and does ⚃ 4 + ⚅ 6 = 10 damage. BOOBS down to 4.

Remington: !pain 10d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 = 14 damage. HP down to 92.

NoelleFights: !set boobs 3/14
@NoelleFights's BOOBS is set to 3 / 14

NoelleFights: !set hp 91/110
@NoelleFights's HP is set to 91 / 110

Remington: The shot to your boobs is fucking spectacular and from the look on your face I am pretty damn sure that you are now highly regretting the fact that you got back in here without letting the girls heal up because its a fucking murderous punch that I let you have. I don't stop there though I know exactly what a fucking bitch you can be if I let you in the fight and it almost cost me severely when it happened so as I blow through your girls with the right hook I come back for a swing with the left hook looking to fucking LAY you out from titty shots right at the start.

Remington: !roll Boob shot 1d20+12
Roll the dice... ☒ 19 +12 = 31

Remington: !damage boobs 2d6+1
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚃ 4 +1 = 8 damage. BOOBS down to -5.

Remington: !pain 8d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 = 14 damage. HP down to 77.

Remington: (Swollen Boobs x2)

NoelleFights: As we meet in the center of the ring, you waste no time in jabbing me out, landing a quick jab on my lips, followed by one to my soft belly. I double over slightly from the blow, still feeling off from the gut pounding you gave me last time. The punches rattle me, my guard weakening for you to take advantage, and just then, a right hook CRASHES into my left breast, rocking my entire rack to my right. "Aiii....~" I whimper as you target the spots that still have bruising on them. *Holy shit... that hurt!* I think to myself as I try to back away, clearly rattled from your opening combo. You stay just in step with me, managing to get your left hook to PLOW into my tits on the left side as well, sending my rack spinning AGAIN with another loud whimper escaping my lips, "Aieennghh...~" The blow sends my tits spinning with such speed that it pulls my body into the spin, sending me to the canvas on my gloves and knees in just the opening seconds of round one! I moan on the canvas for a few seconds, clutching at my tits, trying to soothe them. I can feel them throbbing violently already, a sensation beginning to build up in my stiffening nipples as I return to my feet after about 3 seconds of count.

NoelleFights: !recover boobs
You recover ⚁ 2 + ⚀ 1 = 3 damage. BOOBS up to -2.

NoelleFights: !recover boobs 2d3+2
You recover ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 +2 = 5 damage. BOOBS up to 3.

Remington: You hit the canvas in a heap and I can see from here that your tits are already starting to swell up. This is going to be a lesson for you if you plan on continuing to box in fights like this. You need to listen to the girls before you get back in a ring otherwise the damage can be compounding in a big way. So when you lay there for a three count and get up cupping your tits I roll my eyes. Clearly you are still interested in more of this so I take a step fowards and flick my glove out with a grunt and aim the punch right for your lips while your gloves are still working on your boobs

Remington: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 2 + ☒ 3 = 5 damage. HP down to 72.

Remington: (Triggers Hail of Blows. Triggers Cheeky Jab)

Remington: The punch catches you in the mouth and rocks you back. I'm not gonna let you get back into this fight and your friends are going to see just how bad things can get with me. I step in, cock my right hip back and swing the uppercut. Its not going for your body. Not that delicious belly of yours. No I want you to really feel this one so I swing it low towards your naked glistening unprotect pussy. Looking to lift you onto your toes and make you really regret getting into a fight with me. So I swing hard.

Remington: !roll low blow 1d20+9
Roll the dice... ☒ 13 +9 = 22

Remington: !damage pussy
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚄ 5 = 8 damage. PUSSY down to -3.

Remington: !pain 8d3
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 = 10 damage. HP down to 62.

Remington: The punch to your cunt connects in a big way and I see you lift as I burry it between your legs. I can see all your friend wince as I give you the shot and see you wobble. Licking my lips when you do it I take a step back to see if you are going to go down again immediately after this and when I see you start to topple I put my gloves down and with a lunge backwards and then forwards I fucking RAM you dead on with my boobs. Still confined in their top and aiming dead on for your already busted up boobs. Looking to crush you girls with my own pair dead on..

Remington: !roll boob shot 1d20+14
Roll the dice... ☒ 9 +14 = 23

Remington: !damage boobs
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚄ 5 = 11 damage. BOOBS down to -8.

Remington: !pain 11d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 = 19 damage. HP down to 43.

Remington: (Swollen Boobs x3)

NoelleFights: Something is off, I just can't seem to get my head in the game as your jab sails into my mouth, punishing my lips again, punching me back into the ropes and setting up a MASSIVE uppercut to my mound! It connects with devastating impact, my thighs instantly falling against each other, my knees knocking together as my bare ass juts through the ropes. My gloves move down to cover my womanhood as I start to collapse, but you run into me and smash your impressive, mature rack into my slightly less impressive teen tits. The impact bends me over the ropes, before we bounce off them. You move just out of the way as I faceplant into the canvas, holding my tits and pussy as I'm ass up on the canvas, trying to recover. My battered tits are already spewing breastmilk as I writhe in pain on the canvas! I take up a whole extra long 9 count before I make it to my feet, just trying to give myself some time to recover.

NoelleFights: !recover pussy 2d6+1
You recover ⚄ 5 + ⚀ 1 +1 = 7 damage. PUSSY up to 4.

NoelleFights: !recover boobs 2d3+1
You recover ☒ 3 + ☒ 3 +1 = 7 damage. BOOBS up to -1.

Remington: When you hit the canvas I am pretty sure you are finished In fact you show almost no signs of life other than you writhing in pain from what I just did to you. I longue in the corner of the ring while the count rises but by some miracle you get back to your feet. Popping my neck I put my gloves up. I don't fucking wait. i dont bother to be nice or give you any sort of change for an opening. Nothing. Instead I step forwards and I swing like I'm trying to touch your spine through your soft tummy. You're so fucking busy with your boobs that I load up the monster right hook and dont even bother with a jab to set it up I just fucking SWING.

Remington: !roll Heavy 1d20+10
Roll the dice... ☒ 20 +10 = 30

Remington: !damage 3d7+1
You take ☒ 7 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 6 +1 = 15 damage. HP down to 28.

Remington: !damage body 2d6+1
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚁ 2 +1 = 5 damage. BODY down to 11.

Remington: The punch fucking staggers you as I fold you over my glove watching you drip milk onto the canvas. I am so fucking done with you. There is no god damn way I am letting you back in this fight. Reaching over you I grab your hair with my glove and stand you up straight. With that I cock back my glove and send it swinging like a fucking meteor for your left breast looking to knock your udder clean off your chest and put you the fuck out of this fight.

Remington: !roll boob shot 1d20+21
Roll the dice... ☒ 9 +21 = 30

Remington: !damage boobs 2d6+1
You take ⚄ 5 + ⚀ 1 +1 = 7 damage. BOOBS down to -8.

Remington: !pain 7d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 = 9 damage. HP down to 19.

NoelleFights: Just like that... I'm knocked down for the third time in the span of about a minute of boxing. Your heavy punch to my belly makes my body fall, stunned against the ropes some more, but still on my feet, just barely. A moment later, I start bending forward as if to fall, coughing out and nearly vomiting, before you grab my long hair to hold me up. "Unnmmmhhh..." I moan out, clearly out on my feet at the moment while you wind up a MASSIVE right hand to my leaking left breast. With my arms hanging at my side, the blow lands clean as can be, rocketing my udder into my chin, breast milk squirting wildly from it as I fall to the canvas as if I was a puppet with her strings cut. I lay in a heap on the canvas, twitching lightly. "1... 2... 3... ... 7... 8... 9..." I hear as I mindlessly try to climb the ropes to get back up, even with barely any sense left in my head after this utter beatdown.

NoelleFights: !recover boobs 2d6+1
You recover ⚀ 1 + ⚂ 3 +1 = 5 damage. BOOBS up to -3.

NoelleFights: !recover boobs 2d3+1
You recover ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 +1 = 4 damage. BOOBS up to 1.

Remington: Walking back to my corner I watch as you pull yourself glove over glove up off the mat and then hang on the ropes for a moment. This is an execution not a fight and Im not about to let that stop being the case. When you roll over on the ropes I roll out my shoulders again and cross the ring to where you are still sort of hanging there and then I pop my glove out looking to snap your head back so I can finish the job...

Remington: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 3 + ☒ 2 = 5 damage. HP down to 14.

Remington: (Triggers: Hail of Blows, Cheeky Jab)

Remington: The punch puts you back on the ropes and thenI step in with a surge. Dropping my right hip and arm before I swing HARD lifting the right uppercut and aiming it for you left titty. I want you to fucking feel this KO. I haven't bother to pummel your head because I want you VERY much awake to be counted out in agony laying on the floor of the ring and absolutely dying from this. So I swing like I am trying to punch your glands clean from your breast...!

Remington: !roll boobs shot 1d20+15
Roll the dice... ☒ 12 +15 = 27

Remington: !damage boobs 2d6+1
You take ⚃ 4 + ⚀ 1 +1 = 6 damage. BOOBS down to -5.

Remington: !pain 6d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 = 9 damage. HP down to 5.

Remington: The impact sends your left breast SPRAYING milk every where but Im not done. No as I see you start to slip I cock my left hip back and then hammer off with my left uppercut doing the same thing to your right tit and looking to make sure that you don't come back to this ring until your chest as been properly healed. You made a fucking mistake and I am going to make sure that you are well aware of that. In fact I have no problems if you need a trip to the hospital after Im through with your chest. Its not that you're hot or I hate you made the mistake of getting in this ring again and I want you aware as I swing for your other breast looking to turn your lights out for good with this punch.

Remington: !roll boob shot 1d20+12
Roll the dice... ☒ 18 +12 = 30

Remington: !damage boobs 2d6+1
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚂ 3 +1 = 6 damage. BOOBS down to -11.

Remington: !pain 6d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 = 10 damage. HP down to -5.

NoelleFights: (Unyielding triggers)

NoelleFights: !recover 3d7
You recover ☒ 3 + ☒ 5 + ☒ 4 = 12 damage. HP up to 7.

NoelleFights: !set hp 8/110
@NoelleFights's HP is set to 8 / 110

NoelleFights: (+1 from wolverine)

NoelleFights: As I climb back to my feet on my weakening knees, you catch me with that brutal jab once again, knocking up my lips once again, my bottom lip fattening after being jabbed out so much. I'm sprawled over the ropes, no defense to speak of as I'm blubbering back and forth, not sure what I can do. Just then, *PAP PAP* two uppercuts sail into the undersides of my young orbs, sending them flying into my chin again, spurting out milk in arcs, adding to the pool of sweat and milk beneath me, much like our last encounter. Miraculously, I manage to stay on my feet after the two blows, bringing my gloves to my chest to try to defend my aching tits. I let my body take over, trying to throw a massive right hand to your chin in spite of my chest being completely on fire, the fight nearly beaten out of me, but not quite yet.

NoelleFights: !roll heavy 1d20+10
Roll the dice... ☒ 17 +10 = 27

NoelleFights: !damage 3d7
You take ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 5 = 8 damage. HP down to 92.

Remington: I was absolutely convinced that you had enough when I finished that last combination of uppercuts there was no fucking way in my mind that you were getting back up. After the punishment that I put on your tits. How was that even possible! But sure enough you come off the ropes. And the look on my face says it all when you swing on me. Im stunned. There is no fucking way. No way. But sure as hell you land the swinging right hook on my chin and I nearly spit out my mouth guard. Not because its a monster of a punch. Its a good one for sure and it makes me take a step but its mostly surprise that has my jaw hanging slightly open when you land the shot. Shaking my head in amazement I immediately return the shot. Mostly out of sheer habit. Not so much that I want you to go down from a knockout but because you hit me so I hit you back square on your jaw line

Remington: !damage
You take ⚄ 5 + ⚃ 4 = 9 damage. HP down to -1.

Remington: The punch DROPS you. And Im left staring at you laying on the floor of the ring. This time Im sure that you aren't getting back up but either way I reach up and rub my jaw softly. "Damn...girl has an arm..." Shaking my head I walk back over to the stool to take my gloves off as Tiffany hands me a length of soft black tie string. Im not done with you yet you wagered your body as the prize and Im planning on taking it.

Remington: !recover 2d3
You recover ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 = 4 damage. HP up to 96.

NoelleFights: I'm standing just a few steps from the ropes as you trade back that punch to the jaw, and much like before, it cuts my strings. I collapse backward and to the side slightly, ending up on my back with one leg straight and one leg bent at the knee, arms splayed above my head, hanging out of the ring under the bottom ropes as I lose my mouthguard from my lips, where it bounces onto the canvas a few feet away from my lips. My eyes are shut from that blow, something about being in indescribable pain on my chest made that heavy punch to my lips knock me clean out. My bottom lip is split now, bleeding slightly. My breasts are still dribbling out breastmilk that runs down my soaked, swollen and massively bruised tits. Once, my teen tits were ghostly pale, having never seen the sun, and now twice in under two weeks, they'd been bared, beaten and milked for a crowd to see. I didn't even know I could be milked until our first fight! My body twitches on the canvas again, showing signs of life as my bare feet twitch, my gloves move a bit, my shoulders rolling slightly.

Remington: Walking over to you I reach down and grab your ankles. Lifting them up and then I start to walk backwards, dragging you across the ring and back into my corner With a flop of your body I reach down and lace the string around your wrists before I wrap it expertly around the ropes before I haul on it. Dragging you the rest of the way up the corner posts so that you are hanging in the corner. Lets splayed and pussy exposed as your breasts continue to weep milk down your chest and over your stomach. With a deft tug I yank both your gloves off and toss them out of the ring leaving you totally naked. With that I wipe the milk off your left breast before I reach down and ram two fingers into your busted pussy. Working them in and out while I grip your hair and tug your head back. Keeping your dominated on display as I finger you back to consciousness. "Come on bitch. I want you awake for this."

NoelleFights: The next thing I know, I'm feeling something strange... "Mnnhh... Oughh.... Unhhh..." I moan as I wake up to you fingering me. "Wha...?" I stammer out, confused at what is going on. I feel pain and warm fluids on my breasts, and I look down. I recognize what is going on now as I feel my arms bound behind me, with the cornerpost supporting me. "So this is what you've planned for me, huh?" I ask between pained moans, my eyes fluttering and my head lulling side to side, clearly still in quite the daze.

Remington: "Mmm you're gonna like it you fucking pain slut....you're dripping already...you fucking loved getting dominated like that...." I keep fingering until I can feel you start to squirm before I whip my fingers out of you before I shove them in your mouth. Swirling them around before pulling them back out. "You are NOT going to love this..." with that I grab both your dripping titties and squeeze them HARD lifting them like I'm curling a set of weights

NoelleFights: I writhe against my restraints as you keep fingering me, before you pull out and stick those gross fingers in my mouth! I try to bite your fingers while they are in my mouth, but you manage to pull them out just in time, my teeth clattering before I start to cough a bit, feeling nauseated from what you just did to me. I don't get much time to think about that, however, because just then, my tits are latched onto, and you begin to try to lift them off my chest! "AUNGHHHHH... MMMFFHHHNNN" I scream, tears streaming down my face as more milk is squeezing out of my draining tits.

Remington: Digging my fingers into you I haul upwards and make you scream looking down on you with zero pity. You got yourself into this and you're going to suffer for it. With my fingers deep in your chest I twist and squeeze savoring this before I lean into your ear and whisper. "Beg me to stop you milked cow. Ask me to fucking you out and throw you out of this ring like the beaten bitch you are. Beg for it. Beg me to stop you fucking loser"

NoelleFights: You grip my battered breasts with an iron grip, lifting me up until my toes are dangling, scraping the milk and sweat covered canvas, my back arched as my tits are now the highest point of my body, my shoulders being dragged down by my constraints. "AHHHMMNNNNHHH... UUUNNGHHH..." I moan out, sobbing profusely as you abuse my already decimated mammaries. "Please.... Please stop.... Just knock me out..." I squeal back hastily, desperate for the punishment to end, no matter the cost.

Remington: Lifting you up by your tits I let you squirm and scream as you flail with your arms still tied to the ring. Then you beg for a KO. Standing there as I hold you up I wait for a long moment. Before I finally drop your tits and ram my own forwards. Slamming my boobs around your face and shoving you into the corner. Sealing your nose and mouth in my cleavage as I smother you out in the corner of the ring. Working my scent and sweat over your face as I put you out in the most humiliating fashion possible.

NoelleFights: I squirm even more until you release me, only to immediately lock me into a smother! I flail around, my cries muffled by your bust sealing off all air to my body. My shoulders desperately try to fight, but quickly begin to fade, my struggle becoming less frantic and more relaxed, before after about 30 seconds, my body falls limp. My knees knock together, my thighs collapsing into each other, toes digging into the slick canvas out to the sides as my restraints and your chest keep me upright. I fall fully unconscious against your body.

Remington: Waiting until you are completely passed out in my cleavage I drop you before I pull you up over my shoulder. Walking over to the side of the ring with your friends before I push you over the ropes and out of the ring to land in a heap next to the ring. "Get this bitch out of here. And don't let her walk her ass back in here until those titties are actually back up to snuff. Not that I think she's coming back any time soon.." Snorting I walk back across the ring before sliding out of it and walking away. Bikini still firmly in place after giving you an absolute beat down.