PicFight [REMASTERED]

08:41 Amalia_Torres: I need to get something off my chest

08:46 Jessica_Beppler: Oh..?

08:47 Amalia_Torres: in the forum when I commented that Jen defeated me, instead on commenting on me you just ignored me and congratulated Jen, as much as you may think it could offend me... it actually turned me on, the easiest way to describe the feeling is when the admin wants someone to win or feels that the other who is me is expected to lose, it was accurate to say I was a step stone for her and she is making her way up rising while I keep bottoming the rank

08:48 Amalia_Torres: those lips on your ass

08:48 Amalia_Torres: you waited her to win so you can celebrate while her skinny body stomping on my loser ass

08:48 Amalia_Torres: .....

08:48 Amalia_Torres: 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

08:50 Jessica_Beppler: Well that was kind of the idea Amalia, it was meant to turn you on... I don't just tease and trash-talk those who don't like it, you know? I knew you'd find that dynamic hot... You lost to another loser... You proved that a 0-2 record is infinitely better than a 0-3 one... You're not even worthy of kissing my ass... You're worthy of watching Jen kiss my ass instead while we both tower over your beaten, sprawled out body...

08:53 Amalia_Torres: *going over the fight with Jen, how I was close and I just needed a win so she is 0-3 loser like me, she found it too pathetic and refused, only to kick my ass and make me go down again while she is finally with her first W. Goosebumps & shivers on my spine aren't explainable when I find her 2-2 this morning while I needed three scrolls to reach the name Amalia Torres, we weren't talking for a month and I needed that win*

08:53 Amalia_Torres: and you Jessica

08:55 Amalia_Torres: you defeated Aphrodite who was defeating everyone I remember, Jen lost pathetically to Nikki, imagine the comparaison if I picfight with you... the condition of winning should be making me pass on your first picture... otherwise it would be rigged, I don't wanna be in a rigged fed 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

08:58 Amalia_Torres: wait.... what is that supposed to mean now? you can defeat me without a single picture?

08:58 Amalia_Torres: that's unfair... you all get wins while I am still going down

08:59 Amalia_Torres: is leaving me hanging a part of the plan? to make me wiggle and realize things on my own?

09:01 Amalia_Torres: that's unfair, you can pass to me.... uhhhh fuck

09:01 Jessica_Beppler: Well did Jen tell you what happened between us? You know she had the same experience as Nichole right? Technically I forced her over the edge without even a single picture too... She reached a climax reading one of my old scenes I linked her... I could have already made myself 3-0 in the rankings but I gave Jen a choice... She could make the announcement if she felt like it or she could not. Ultimately she wanted to hold onto her pride a little bit and I didn't pressure her to. I don't want to be known for securing cheap, effortless wins... Somehow they continue to fall into my lap though... Like in your case now... How embarrassing would it be if my random forum comment pushed you over the edge? That you just rub yourself into a quivering, defeated mess from the mere idea of me laughing at you, calling you some 0-2 loser's stepping stone... A stepping stone for the girl who came to one of my stories...

09:01 Amalia_Torres:

09:02 Jessica_Beppler: Adorable... Even with 5 pictures, I don't think I'd pass to any of those...

09:02 Amalia_Torres: why aren't you even shaking?

09:02 Jessica_Beppler: All I would need to do is send one back...

09:02 Jessica_Beppler: Just one...

09:02 Amalia_Torres: why are you that untouchable?

09:02 Amalia_Torres: no no don't

09:03 Jessica_Beppler:

09:03 Jessica_Beppler: Just one Amalia...

09:04 Amalia_Torres: A stepping stone for the girl who came to one of my stories...

09:04 Amalia_Torres: A stepping stone for the girl who came to one of my stories...

09:09 Amalia_Torres: how could your random forum made me rub myself like that, fucking me... why am I dragging myself into this... why people will look for wins and break the rank upwards while I am breaking my limits to fall down... losing to a 0-2 who ALREADY submitted to your story, but that was descriptive and long... you needed fucking two words to make me submit *avoids looking at your picture and cheating because already close*

09:09 Amalia_Torres: two words... "stepping stone"

09:11 Amalia_Torres: stepping stone... not for you, for Jen who came just by lurking in your stories

09:12 Jessica_Beppler: That's what you are Amalia, a stepping stone... Is there any better two words to describe you in the fed? Every girl has used you as exactly that, a way to bolster their standings in the rankings... It's fate really, you're going to fulfill that purpose with me right now as well... I'm just minding my own business, lurking with no intention of even climbing the rankings yet here you are... Begging for me to step on you, begging for me to take another win at your expense...

09:23 Amalia_Torres: *shivering and a quivering mess, my dark hair all covering my sweaty face, my ass and legs wobble while I sob and cry at your words, like a family of forgers trying to reach the king house, or a technician applying for a junior engineer post.... ZERO MATCHING, no room for comparaison, even the chat crashed at the moment you decided to defy me the place shakes making me fall face down ass up, a magic door opens, lightning spreads from it and it's edge is placed on my ass... a W symbol is flying next door, written in it "3-2 for Jen if interested, from the stepping stone" my back arched to make a perfect step, suddenly, the room shakes again and a voice spreads through it you have 1minute left to leave the room, anyone remaining here will be deducted by one point * NOOOOOOOO! *I hold on your heel crying while my legs spread letting my squirt flow, pleading* please, don't leave me here, please I don't wanna be a stepping stone again, not by you... I never heard of the 0-5 room, they say it's scary and dark... *the room shakes again making me slide but still on all fours ass up, the door starts to close...

09:32 Jessica_Beppler: *My focus is clearly elsewhere as I simply tap away at my phone, no doubt in the middle of making some other poor challenger orgasm before you decided to contact me. Still, when I turn my head and glance in your direction, I can't help but smirk from the sight of your defeated body quivering, wobbling and sobbing by my feet. Your powerful orgasm makes a complete mess of the floor while your entire body continually quivers from the aftershocks. "How shameful... How pathetic..." I remark as I feel you holding onto my heel, making it difficult to even step away. Instead I simply lift my other foot, letting my heel fall to the floor with a loud thud before slowly planting it down atop your head. My barefoot presses against your cheek, forcing your face down against the cold tile of the floor. "A stepping stone after all... This is what you'll always be Amalia... You serve to prop up your betters..." I declare, looking as smug as can be as I peer down at you before once again returning to my phone to continue what I was doing. No doubt Picfight Remastered security will rush into the room soon to carry you off to the gated 0-5 room...*

09:45 Amalia_Torres: *my computer that originally had the pictures counting states the following for the used images, says that I spent ALL mine while you have zero... but there is a message error displaying that "you didn't unlock that level yet : you can't fight someone with so much points difference", in another window... there is the result with Jen showing that she did pass just once... the system crashes again. Your steps on my face collide me to the floor with my drool, when finally the security staff comes to arrest me since I broke the rules and drag me to the 0-5 room, your nonchalance makes you ignore my pleads and apologies as well, when sounds pop from my computer, making me step down in the rank and two notifs for you and Jen to accept the three points... too pathetic to think that she may even decline it, but my body keeps spasming as I am on the 0-5 room just watching other rooms through some screens living their life and minding other things more than pathetic comparaisons, because it's made for losers... the door closes and I see arrows going up in the rank with big scores of passing, huge asses and ample cheeks, thick thighs with strap-ons around to provoke me, comparaisons comparaisons comparaisons... I close my ears and start screaming loud, the room is messy and dark, with only one strap-on and seat stool... I think it's eventually for winners who want to come to the step stoon, the new stamp on my ass, people have lips, hearts, tats on their cheeks and me... I have an indicator for them to come and rise in the ranks.. great achievement.

09:58 Jessica_Beppler: I keep my foot pressed against your face for the entire sixty or so seconds it takes for the security staff to arrive. I want your position as stepping-stone to really sink in and I make sure to twist my ankle from side to side in order to really grind your face into the floor. I see all sorts of notifications pop up on your computer, like regardless of how much RAM it has installed, it starts to glitch and crash due to the match involving negative numbers. It's like the computer never accounted for the fact that its owner would be such a loser when it comes to the rankings. Finally I remove my foot from your face as the security staff arrives as I simply wave my hand in a dismissive gesture. "Get this slut out of my sight..." I say before putting my phone away and walking over to your computer directly. "Well Jen already got a win... You can't give her two so effortlessly and so quickly... We don't want people to farm endless wins from the same person... Still, I suppose I'll collect this one myself..." I say as I tap away on your keyboard, accepting the win myself as my own record shoots up to 3-0. The last thing you see is my ass swaying from side to side as I stand in front of your computer, taunting you with that lipstick tattoo while you're dragged down the halls.

09:58 Jessica_Beppler: Some dommes laugh at you as you're pulled past them, some deliver spanks, some even spit on you out of pure disdain. Then soon you're dragged into that ominous 0-5 room as you're seemingly surrounded in darkness. The only thing that's really illuminated is the strap-on that's situated atop that stool seat. Soon a rather stern looking woman can be seen entering the room, her curvy body clad in black latex as she moves over to the stool. She looks at you with disgust, seeing that 'Stepping-Stone' tattoo on your ass. "Hmph, that's not your only title around here..." She says, snapping her fingers, motioning towards what appears to be a camera and some sort of laser in the corner of the room. A red light is soon visible, somehow searing additional text into your ass-cheek, text that also reads; 'Free use whore'. "There, that's more fitting for a 0-5 loser..." The stern woman remarks, already fast at work adjusting the straps of the harness around her hips, that big black dildo bobbing between her thighs...