Yuffie's Tales 5
"You know that your dad was right, right?"
"Traitor!" Yuffie shot Joslyn a look. In the fifth month of her pregnancy the kunoichi had, against advice, travelled to Gold Saucer. Citing how stifling it was back home she hoped for a more relaxed atmosphere at her friend's place. With the whole Josy, Rosa and Jess drama resolved, the girl just wanted to relax. "The old bastard can kiss my ass."
"Maybe, but the guy's just eager for his grandkid." Josy cocked her head, smiling. Yuffie felt a surge of jealousy and affection. While not as dramatic as Tifa and Jo's had been, her pregnancy WAS showing and she could only hope her recovery afterwards would mirror her friends'. In their walk through the city Josy was the center of attention wherever they went. Of course the fact that she was the daughter of the de facto owner of the city probably played as much a role as her looks.
"Hah...wonder if he'd be so eager if he knew it was a girl." Yuffie snorted. Joslyn stumbled for a moment before catching up.
"I keep forgetting about that." The older girl said. She nibbled on a nail as they wandered into Yuffie's favorite ice cream parlor. "Wonder if Siren meddled with things so that sis got one of each."
"I have no doubt, is my polite way of relaying Leviathan's response." Yuffie replied, sinking gratefully in a seat. "Speaking of which. She's still coming over?"
"Yeah," Josy grinned. "With Barret dragging Cloud off to help with militia training she's feeling bored. Also said sometimes it's a relief being on the outside of the ring rather than in it. Pussy!"
"Be nice. After her last fight against Elizabeth, I'd imagine so." Yuffie shot her friend a look. "She's still on tour right?"
"Yeah, part of dad's idea to attract people from the more distant settlements. Both her and Vicky are gone for the next month So no drama from that angle." Jo's brief grin twisted into a look of distaste. "You think the lesson will stick this time?"
"Do you?" Yuffie asked, remembering all too well the absolute savagery with which the two women went after one another. It wasn't gradual, like her matches against M. Tifa and Elizabeth went all out from the word go. The screams as they mauled each other's massive breasts, when they bit down hard enough to draw blood. How Viola lost any semblance of control when they wrestled beyond the circle of watching women, knocking any unfortunate to get in their way to the ground. "After how it ended?"
Jo's sighed, rubbing her face, no doubt remembering as well. Squeezing tightly, falling to the ground again, continuing to fight without missing a beat. Jo had to retrieve the camera after Doreen was knocked over, diving to avoid the device getting wrecked by the furiously thrashing pair. Finally Tifa dragging Elizabeth up to their knees where the smaller, massively busted, woman bellowed in agony when her tits were pushed back into her chest. Even that didn't stop her...or Tifa, both shoving Viola away when she tried to get between them, the two continuing to fight until they were physically pulled apart and restrained, Joslyn sitting on her sister's back. She shook her head. "Wanna hear a secret." She mumbled, glancing around guitily. "Sometimes I wish sis had lost that first fight..."
"Would've saved us a lot of trouble." Yuffie admitted. "But Siren has proven useful since and... I don't think I'd wish Elizabeth on my worst enemy."
"I can think of one that I would." Joslyn remarked sourly, glancing out the window. Yuffie followed her look to spot Mikoto and a small cadre of her girls surrounded by a group of eager young men.
"I'd keep quiet about that if you want to stay friends with Naoko," Yuffie warned. "She likes you, but those girls with M...they worship her."
"No accounting for taste," Jo grumbled. Her face then brightened as their ice cream arrived. "But enough of the crappy stuff. Tell me how things are back in Wutai. And did you bring any of those beans?"
*****
"Tifa!"
The black haired young woman gave a tired smile, lugging a carrier while shouldering a bag, at the two running up to her. "Hey, mind lending a hand?"
"I call the munchkins," Josy called quickly. Accepting the basket, she cooed at the sleepy eyed pair under the covers, then looked up at her sister. "Any trouble on the way."
"Just the usual idiots," Tifa sighed, massaging her shoulder, relieved of it's load by Yuffie. "You'd think they'd get the hint from the twins. At least five are lucky they WERE there."
"No negative talk," Jo scolded, leaning into her sister. "You're here to relax and have fun. You, me and Yuffie."
"How're Claude and Mark?" Tifa chuckled lightly, giving her sister a gentle bump to the side. She turned to Yuffie. "And the expecting mother?"
"The boys're as sweet as ever. They're gonna be ladykillers, just like their dad." Yuffie blushed. "Me? Other than the weird cravings, the nausea and whiplash from the mood swings I could be better."
"Wait till the bloating and gas hits." Joslyn grinned while Tifa groaned. Then her face got thoughtful and she turned to face her sister fully. "What?"
"Cloud gave me a message for you." Tifa's face scrunched up. "He said...to tell you to...tell her...meaning me. Tell me what?"
*****
"And that is...pretty much why you feel the temperature spike whenever they're in the same room." Yuffie said, finishing the story. Jo expression shifted between one of shame, dread or stony acceptance. And Yuffie understood why. They'd been trying to find the best time to bring it up, but Cloud was clearly seeing this as them just kicking the can down the road. "We..."
Tifa rose from her seat on the couch in her given bedroom. It was large, for obvious reasons. She paced back and forth in front of the two, nervous, younger women that sat on the bed. "You...stupid...little..." She started, each time pausing. The tiredness she'd been projecting disappearing as the story progressed. Finally she turned and stomped over to stand in front of them. "And WHY did you wait this long to tell me?"
"Cause Cloud said you and Rosa were old friends." Joslyn replied sullenly. "And I was worried that if I just blurted it out it'd mess things up for you. The way it almost did for me and Fie or her and the crimson cu...OW...Jessica."
Tifa gave Yuffie a look at the elbow she shoved into her sister's ribs, turning away, feet tapping as she stared at the dresser. Her entire, lithe frame seemed to be trembling, as if suppressing strong emotions. She turned back to them, face severe, started to speak, then paused. Started again.
Then the facade broke, a smile reluctantly spreading across her across before she started laughing. Loudly.
Yuffie and Joslyn stared goggle eyed at the older woman as she tried to muffle her laughter, to get it back under control. "Oh holy." Tifa gasped out, bending over, brushing her hair out of her face. "I mean...I'm surprised it happened. But at the same time, considering Rosa, I probably shouldn't be."
"Wha...?" Yuffie stuttered. "What do you mean?"
"Rosa was the Sector mom, remember, back when I first got my reputation. The one woman I didn't beat." Tifa explained, looking at Joslyn, sitting back down. "I told Yuffie that before. But what I DIDN'T tell her was that she was also the proprietor of a bar that doubled as the most popular brothel in the Sector. And she had a reputation of her own as well. So let's just say that after our draw, while we were drinking, she made it clear she didn't bat for just one team."
"You're saying that..."
"Not in so many words, but she did lay it on thick." Tifa smirked, then got serious. "I'd always thought you and Jess's issue was just because of how similar the two of you are. And don't look at me like that, you know it's true. But why'd you take so long? And how did CLOUD of all people find out?"
"Remember that night Cloud stayed with me in Wutai?" Yuffie said, a trifle hesitantly. After all she was basically telling Cloud's wife this all happened the time he got her pregnant. "I wanted to try and get the two of them to make up. Figured that with him there, at least Jo would behave. Problem was Jess walked in on Cloud and Jo, blurted it out, and things just deteriorated from there."
"Okay...and why you took so long?"
"Well we WANTED to bring it up, but things kept getting in the way." Joslyn took over. "We've all been kinda busy with work and the kids, so the only time we really saw one another was when you popped over for a match. And recently..."
*****
Again, Yuffie's eyes turned to Viola. The redhead was clearly nervous, but the two exhausted noirettes seemed unwilling to stop despite how clumsy their fight had become. Holding one another in a loose clinch, they simply shoved with their upper bodies, or delivered slow and powerful blows into ribs and stomachs. Breasts, once firm and gravity defying now hung heavily on chests.
Tifa's had succumbed first, at the end of a protracted squeezing match, to the shock of Jo's group but exultation of Mikoto's girls. But still they fought on, and not three minutes later, M screeched and Tifa howled and the masseuses' boobs caved in painfully, when Tifa shoved them both over and landed on top of her.
Even then, they didn't stop. Grabbing hair they pulled, kicked, bit and scratched spitefully. And while it all appeared equal, Yuffie could hear the tiredness in Tifa's cries and the rising fury in Mikoto's. The older woman had been looking forward to this rematch after coming so close last time, and was drawing on a well of energy she seemed to have been saving for just this moment.
With every inch of their magnificent bodies dripping, bodies red and bruised, hair hanging limp and sticking to their frames, they rolled slowly from one of the mats to the next, before ending up on Joslyn's and Yuffie's side. Tifa squirmed desperately, trapped under M who linked her hands with Tifa's, pulling them outwards in a pin. The younger noirette gave one final desperate bridge before giving a tired cry. Mikoto released Tifa's hands and sat up on her stomach, fist raised in victory. She glared across at the stunned Joslyn, smirking, then turned her attention down at her pinned rival. With a cruel smile, lips moved as she whispered quietly so only the two of them could hear.
But Yuffie's eyes narrowed, reading what was said. "Now he'll get to experience what a real woman can do."
*****
Tifa scowled. She knew exactly what her sister was referencing. Yuffie turned her head away so neither sister could see her own expression. More than anything else, that night was probably what had M fixate on Cloud like she did. Originally it had likely been just an attempt to provoke Tifa. But after experiencing a night...Yuffie could attest that hearing about, or even hearing him in action couldn't compare to the real deal.
She had to wonder if it was a curse masquerading as a blessing. Hell, she wouldn't put it past him to be able to tame Elizabeth if he tried. But she knew better than that suggest that her friend add that as stakes to their brawls. The only thing worse than that little monster obsessing over Tifa was Elizabeth obsessing over both Tifa AND Cloud.
"And that there is exactly why I didn't say anything." Jo said, pointing. "Just getting reminded of it makes you look like you're ready to kill someone. So imagine how you looked on the night M beat you. And then there was your brawl with Elizabeth..."
"Okay...okay...I get it." Tifa sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, expression changing. "I...what? No! Well...I guess...fine! So Siren has a question and I admit I'm a bit curious too."
"What?" Jo asked nervously.
"Was she as good as she bragged?"
*****
"Is it just me or are there far more couples now?" Over the next two days the three women went from one end of the Saucer to the next. Yuffie felt quite clumsy and out of place between the two dark haired women. Though her more conservative dress sense clashed with that of her exhibitionist sibling, both drew plenty of eyes. "I'm not complaining but..."
"Yeah, a benefit of Andrea moving the Honeybee here permanently." Jo replied. In a tight blouse and mini skirt, she moved with an uncaring strut. "His shows draws in women looking to make it big. And many of them, successful or not hook up with guys working here."
"Huh...too much to hope that a certain pair have been seen doing the same?"
"You know it." Jo replied, Tifa's face twisting in irritation. "Just be grateful you've got a bitch free visit this time around. You know she's got a nose for you."
"Please don't say it like that," Tifa grumbled to a chuckle from Yuffie. The kunoichi stumbled at a soft stirring in her midsection. "What?"
"I think...I think she just kicked." She said softly. Immediately a pair of hands were on her stomach and Yuffie felt an odd sense of tranquility. Then it was gone and the ache in her back returned. "Um...we better move. We're getting some looks."
Around them several couples, as well as singles had paused to watch the trio. Tifa blushed, while Jo stood up straight and glared around, daring any to say something. As everything began moving again, they sat down on a convenient bench. "You want to head back?" Jo asked.
"Nah," Yuffie shook her head. "Besides, we'd have to head back in a couple hours anyway. Let's go check out the races and see how Boco's doing."
*****
"Over there," Joslyn pointed at a waving Gloria. Yuffie and Tifa followed her across the room, nodding to familiar faces as they made their way through the crowd around the matted arena. At a nod from Jo, Naomi darted off, coming back quickly with a chair that Yuffie settled into gratefully. "What've we got planned for tonight?"
"Got Ann going up against Maria, one of the bee girls." Gloria began ticking off fingers. "Then Naomi's got a match against Folia and finally Hinny's going up against Kiku, one of M's girls. They're late so we'll see."
"One of M's girls? Hadn't heard about that. Hopefully she doesn't show as well." Joslyn's face twisted into one of disgust, before glancing across at Ann. "You ready to go Annie?"
"You know it!" Ann said, coming up with a broad grin on her face, dressed in a red robe. She pointed across at where the Honeybee girls congregated. An attractive long haired blonde wearing a white robe with golden highlights stood at their head grinning as she noticed their attention and blew a kiss. "I'll get yours back for you Emma."
"Oh, that's Maria?" Jo squinted. "Can't tell with the robe, but she must a decent rack if she could make you quit Em."
"You're about to find out," the dark haired Emma replied as Ann stepped out onto the mats, shrugging off her robe. While years had added some pounds to her frame, giving her a more curvy shape, Ann still retained a significant musculature which just made her large, rounded breasts more pronounced. They drooped slightly, with their pointed shape, a smattering of freckles dotting the cleavage. "It's not just the tits you got to worry about."
The pretty redhead tossed her robe to Joslyn standing in the center, with hands on hips, waiting on the other woman. "C'mon princess. Let's get this party started!"
Maria said something to the women around around her, which drew giggles as she moved towards the ponytailed Ann. Her robe came off with a flourish to float placidly into the crowd of bee girls. And those who had never seen her naked upper body couldn't help but stare.
Smaller than Ann, who was a high end double D, it wasn't by any significant margin as she was herself clearly a double. It was, however, far more obvious on her more lush body, clearly cultivated to draw eyes and, by extension, wallets. Her voluptuous stature extended to her breasts that had a near perfect oval shape topped off by a thick pink spike that in a tiny areola, to match Ann's light brown nub. In terms of looks her pale, unblemished orbs had Ann beat easily and, by the hungry look on the redhead's face, she knew this.
"Uh oh," Joslyn muttered. "I see what you mean Em. I know that look."
"I think we all do," Tifa mumbled, as the two women closed in, chests pressing together, lips moving in a private conversation. "I mean...we can't complain...but..."
"Yeah," Yuffie grunted. "Fucking insatiable."
The first SMACK of Ann and Maria's boobs clashing bounced across the room to the catcalls of women around the mats, quickly accompanied by an equally loud THWACK. Full of early energy, blonde and redhead flung their boobs to splash together eagerly. Maria made the first move, hands grabbing Ann's wide hips just above the panties, to get extra power behind a trio of hits that made the muscular Saucer girl grunt.
Ann reciprocated Maria's grip, pulling the fleshier woman into a clinch and grind. Despite the initial resistance, the blonde quickly thrust her boobs against Ann's with enthusiasm, their movements setting the abundant titflesh jiggling as they were forced together. Then, as if coming to the same conclusion that their tits were equally dense, blonde and redhead shoved apart, resuming flinging their boobs together.
Unnoticed by most, the door swung open and Viola moved inside as rapidly as her prosthetic leg would allow her. She glanced at the mats, gave a visible sigh and scooted along the outer edge towards where the Honeybee girls stood, talking intently to a dark skinned woman. Meanwhile, back on the mats, Ann and Maria hurled their right breasts together repeatedly, glands clapping loudly audibly despite the surrounding noise. Ann suddenly winced and staggered, Maria landing a follow up blow that knocked the redhead down to a knee.
She wasn't down for long, surging back upright to set Maria's right tit jiggling with a hit from an awkward angle. The blonde yelped in surprise and pain, scuttling backwards, before lunging forward. "You're gonna pay for that!" She snarled, slamming her voluptuous tits against Ann's.
"Bring it on, goldielocks!" Ann growled, setting her feet and smashing her swelling boobs into Maria's.
Both pair of breasts reddened as the pair battered each other back and forth across the mats energetically, the dense glands flattening together with each swing, before filling back out on the return. Ann's boobs swatted Maria's, the blonde's tits wobbling wildly, even as she fell onto her rear. But even as her damp panties hit the equally damp mats, Maria was back to her feet, thrusting furiously at Ann, grabbing the redhead when she tried to retreat. By a stroke of luck she managed to trap her opponent's arms at the side.
"Got you now," she crowed, shoving her boobs hard against Ann, both pairs swelling outwards with the compression. Ann grunted, wriggling her arms against Maria's grip, both women fighting on two fronts. Maria's breasts slammed forward, like a pair of wrecking balls, pounding on Ann's defenceless chest. Meanwhile Ann's arms flexed powerfully, biceps becoming more and more defined, and Maria found herself expending more energy to keep grip instead of tenderizing the redhead's resilient chest. Ann's gaze was intensely focused as their arms began to move, Maria's fingers slipped. She tried to reapply her grip, only for Ann to thrust out her chest in time with her arms being thrown outward.
Their breasts clapped loudly with the move, redhead and blonde panting heavily as both massaged their drooping chests. Ann seemed to recover first and leap at Maria with a swing that had her left breast bounce against her right. Maria swung back and Ann's right tit wobbled loosely, but before she could do anything else, Ann lunged into her, all four breasts crashing together.
Maria squealed loudly, first at the clear pain, then again as she lost her balance. Falling to the ground she gave a loud grunt as Ann fell with, and on her, with a meaty SPLAT! Ann also yelled in shock as she clearly hadn't intended this to happen, but before she could move, Maria got her hands between them and shoved. Falling back Ann rolled back to her knees in time to meet Maria who surged up, throwing herself back into Ann, wrapping her arms snugly around the redhead. Her own hands thrown over the blonde's shoulders, butting heads together as they squeezed.
Both beauties grunted and moaned in concert rotating their upper bodies as they forced their, clearly much softened, tits against one another. Ann whimpered as her boobs strained against a groaning Maria's, the loose orbs now flopping over and under with each pass. At the end of each rotation their teats molded into one another as they were pushed together. Ann's muscular arms dropped to the small of Maria's back, pulling her in even as she thrust forward, shoving her prodigous chest in the blonde's. Maria quickly pushed back with her own ample mounds, the flesh splashing outwards dramatically with each blow.
Yuffie stared at the kneeling women intently, tuning her ears out of their plaintive cries. While she wasn't as expert as Tifa, or even Jo, she could tell this one about over. Both women were tired, both pair of tits about done. Despite her soft appearance Maria had proven a surprisingly able match for Ann. The pregnant kunoichi kept her eyes on the flattening, spreading titflesh. Fixated on the bulging orbs as they wobbled and shook as their owner shoved them together frantically, seemingly desperate for the win, until she heard a soft gasp from Tifa.
Drawn out of her reverie Yuffie was suddenly aware of the deafening silence. No...not completely. There was something. A wet, smacking sound, followed by soft, urgent murmurs. Her eyes moved upwards, from the squashed tits, to plump lips that sucked and bit together. Tongues emerged to lick at lips and be sucked on. Blonde and redhead made out with the same energy with which they'd titfought, heads twisting to and fro, when Ann pushed forward strongly and forced Maria onto her back.
The blonde gave an excited yelp then a deep, sudden groan, before her lips were reclaimed. Those who could still focus saw why. Her proud and, once, sturdy boobs compressed under Ann's and collapsed entirely with the weight of the redhead. No that either noticed as they continued sucking face. Together, Joslyn and Viola walked onto the mats towards the busy pair, looking down in amusement, before Jo cleared her throat.
Coming back to herself Ann gasped, sitting up, and pulling a Maria that still had her arms wrapped fully around the muscular Saucer girl with her. "Uh...um..." The redhead mumbled, around the kisses from the blonde in her arms. "Who won?"
*****
"Well that was...different." Tifa ventured, standing with Joslyn, Viola, and the seated kunoichi. Ann and Maria had already made their way to the back where they were, purportedly, getting cleaned up. Yuffie had a feeling they wouldn't see either for the most, if not the rest, of the night.
"And this is why you need to come by more," Jo teased, glancing across at Yuffie who blushed. "I've told you what Ann is like."
"Fair enough," Tifa admitted, then turned her attention to Viola, who snapped her phs shut. "You manage Vi?"
"Yeah...but you're not gonna be too happy." The redhead remarked, looking across at the door. "She knows her girls can take care of themselves, so gives them considerable leeway. But when they're representing she always has them let her know. And then there's the fact that you three are impossible to miss..."
"Fuck!" Tifa cursed, eyes drawn to the door as three kimono clad women sashayed in. Yuffie rose awkwardly to follow both Lockhart's to intercept the three Wutai women. One of them was unknown to her. Tall, almost shoulder to shoulder with M, with the typical dark black hair of Wutai, wrapped in a red kimono set with a silver dragon pulled tight around a tiny waist to highlight a slim, but busty figure with an exceptionally cute face. Kiku probably. The other two in black outfits...Naoko still looked far younger than her years and shot a bright smile in their direction, coming over to embrace Joslyn, the pair chattering animatedly. Mikoto, Madame M, walked ahead to stand opposite Tifa, both women's nipples becoming clearly evident underneath their clothes.
"This could get interesting," Leviathan smiled toothily in Yuffie's mind. The girl quickly suppressed the spirit, all too aware that Leviathan's influence could cause things to escalate. Mentally she reminded the Sea Serpent of her current state and what could happen if things got out of control. Immediately the pressure that had been building lessened, though there was enough bad feelings between the two Alphas to keep them tense.
"I wasn't expecting you back so soon." Mikoto remarked, smiling, waving her fan casually despite the A/C. "I only heard about it secondhand, but isn't it true you barely fended off your little admirer. I thought you'd need more of a recovery period."
"Clearly you're getting your information from a biased source." Tifa growled at the smugly smiling masseuse. Then a nasty grin crossed her own face. "She worked me over, I'll admit, but when you've got someone like my HUSBAND to tend to you, you recover quite quickly."
Jo snickered loudly, Yuffie and Viola winced, while Naoko's face took on one of confused embarrassment.
"That's cute," Mikoto said, eyes flashing, Naoko sidling up close to her mentor looking nervous. "But I thought we agreed to try and keep our business civil. If it's no longer valid, then my offer to step into the back is still on the table and we can settle any issues in private."
"It still is, and I will be. So long as you're respectful towards my...HUSBAND! " Tifa's own eyes were glittering and now Jo moved close, concern etched across her face as her sister and the masseuse were already tit to tit. "I stepped over a line. For that I'll apologize. But don't think you can disparage my ability when you got lucky last time!"
"If you think I got lucky perhaps we can skip the foreplay next time and just move onto the main event." Mikoto's knuckles were white around the haft of her fan. Tifa's eyes flashed, fingers cracking loudly. "We never really did settle which of us was the better fighter after Wutai. Whenever you think you're ready I'm..."
"Ladies, I don't think it's appropriate to take attention away from the girls whose night this is." Viola said quickly. Dammit...why did Tifa have to show up now of all times. Both black haired beauties took deep breathes and stepped back. There was an audible groan of disappointment that made M sniff and Tifa grin nervously as they suddenly realized how much attention they'd drawn. "You'll have to wait your turn."
"Won't be long ladies," M said loudly, strutting over to the mats, Kiku and Naoko following close behind. "I'll give you all another showing soon enough."
Tifa growled, taking a deep breath, not letting herself get egged on by the older woman. She got Viola a terse nod and moved back over to where Gloria and the others stood, Jo and Yuffie following her in a manner neither realized closely resembled Mikoto's girls.
"Okay ladies, back to business." Viola said loudly, clapping her hands to the disappointed mutters of the gathered women. "Can our next pair step on out?"
Seated once more, Yuffie could feel Tifa's interest as she studied the two women. Tanned Naomi's light brown hair was trimmed in short bob cut, that highlighted a cute and shy looking face. But despite her unassuming exterior Yuffie knew the woman was a tigress on the mats, favoring catfighting, becoming wild and unpredictable. And while not as big as the rest of Jo's circle, she did possess respectable D cup breasts. Removing her robe, Yuffie studied the pretty orbs, spotting several new battle scars in the form of scratch marks, that also covered various parts of her slim figure.
On the opposite side the dark skinned Folia was slightly taller and a bit curvier. A teacher in the newly opened kindergarten, her participation had dropped with how she juggled teaching there while still dancing at the Honeybee. She had her long back hair pulled back over her head in a ponytail, while adjusting her glasses strap. Against any of the other regulars her breasts would've put her at quite a disadvantage, but they were comparable to Naomi's, if only slightly broader at the tips.
"...omi's the one that introduced her." Yuffie heard Jo whispering to Tifa. "Met her a while back, picking up her nephews from the new school. She's had a couple of fights since then, but this'll be her first titfight."
"Suits her," Tifa replied. "She was the one running the school back in Midgar. Wonder when she joined up with Andrea..."
On the mats Viola waved the two together and, to the surprise of many, Folia made the first move. Charging in aggressively and swinging a caramel colored boob to bounce against it's paler cousin, she immediately staggered a clearly surprised Naomi. Another swing dented Naomi's boob appreciably before the Saucer girl gave a loud growl and swung from the hips, crashing her tit into Folia's sending the dark orb bouncing. With a gasp the bee girl hastily jumped back, avoiding a second blow, circling slightly away, then leaping back in, chest first.
A swift, brief exchange of bruising impacts had both lithe beauties yelping in pain before Folia circled her arms around Naomi's slim waist, pulling her into a hug. However, Naomi had no interest in a grinding contest and grabbed Folia by the shoulders and slammed forward, crushing all four tits together.
"She's a boxer?" Tifa asked as Folia screamed at the impact before growling fiercely and returning the favor.
"Yeah," Yuffie responded to Tifa's question. She blushed at the older girl's stare. "I talk to her off and on since we're both the youngest here. Said it's better to just batter them into submission since there're so many...um...cows in the club."
"Cows huh," Jo muttered, grinning to herself. Back on the mats Naomi and Folia yelled at another slam, knocking them apart, the black woman once again becoming the aggressor. Both beauties squealed with each heavy SLAP of the firm orbs, all but jumping into the other with each swing. Her ferocity put off Naomi for around a minute, slamming the woman back in a circular fashion, before the short haired brunette responded with equal fervour.
Naomi took a step forward, swinging hard from the hips, their boobs smashing together in a direct, equal impact that caused Folia to stumble. Another ferocious blow and the black woman staggered then rushed back in. Face to face, Naomi dropped her hands to her hips, reddened tits crashing against Folia's sweaty glands, making them jiggle appreciably and the black woman yelp loudly.
Toe to toe, Folia clasped her hands behind her back, glowing orbs smacked painfully against Naomi's loosening boobs making them bounce wildly and the tanned girl squeal.
Loud slaps rang across across the room as the pair brutally whacked their swollen breasts at one another, the cries from both becoming louder and more shrill. Yet as it went on Yuffie saw a look of growing concerned on Viola's face. Though their boobs still splattered together evenly, Folia was being gradually forced back. She still swung her breasts as fiercely, the grunts issuing forth from her mouth just as aggressive, but she was still being obviously overwhelmed.
Spinning around, Yuffie could see the unshed tears shining in Folia's eyes, shaking her head wildly as she continued to plow her tits into Naomi's. For her part, the tanned woman's lips were pulled back from clenched teeth and she added a slight down and upswing to her blows, sending Folia's boobs bouncing independent of one another.
Finally, at the end of the ferocious exchange, Folia staggered to the side, arm instinctively thrown over her chest and Viola quickly stepped between the her and Naomi. Folia sank to her knees in relief, panting heavily and clutching her boobs while Naomi stumbled, looking dazed and shaking her head. Ignoring the older redhead, Naomi reached down and carefully helped the black woman up. She said something which made Folia smile and the pair hugged carefully before making their way onto their sides of the mats.
"She did better than I expected for a first timer." Gloria remarked, holding up Naomi's robe to the girl. "You coached her beforehand didn't you."
Naomi winced, slipping on the garment, then grinned. "Of course. I don't want to scare her off. She might work with a pair of bitches, but she's nice. And the kids love her."
"You're getting soft." Jackie snorted.
"Oh?" Naomi turned slowly, smiling dangerously. "It's been awhile since you and I were in front of the crowd together. Perhaps we could rectify that."
"Anytime, you tiny terror." Jackie, grinned, pulling the smaller woman into a headlock.
"You two chill, it's time for the main event." Hinata smirked, looking over to where M stood with her two lackies then, loudly, "I'm going to make us three for three tonight."
Mikoto fluttered her fan rapidly, smiling, while the two younger women tittered at the declaration. Kiku sashayed to the edge of the mats before stepping up onto them simultaneously with Hinata. Both attractive, round faced women faced off in the enter. "Whenever you ready." Kiku remarked, grabbing hold of the edge of her kimono. Hinata's hand gripped the front of her robe and both drew them off together. There was an immediate buzz.
"Well shit...good thing Ann's occupied." Jo remarked, struggling to keep her own expression impassive. "Or Hinny might've had to fight her over this one."
Hinata was regular, and popular, often going through periods when she'd have a match almost every week. She'd calmed down since settling in with her current boyfriend, insisting he was the one, but still stepped out in front of the group consistently. So her toned figure and teardrop double D breasts were well known. Kiku, on the other hand...
About height with Hinata, if maybe a few inches shorter, with a bust that rivaled Naoko's in size and shape and attractiveness. A beautifully rounded double D that just about shone with how pale it was. The only thing that stood out was the small pink nipple nestled in the middle. Hinata's mouth set in a tight line at that and she glared across at the still smiling Kiku.
"No way," Yuffie breathed. "They're the same."
"What?" Josy glanced across at Yuffie.
"Kiku. She's only half Wutai as well." Yuffie replied, biting her lip, shooting M a look. As if sensing it, Mikoto's gaze swung to Yuffie who, to the surprise of those around her, bowed to the older woman. M's eyes widened and she quickly looked away, fanning rapidly. "Maybe I've judged her too harshly."
"What do you mean?" Tifa now leaned in close, eyes flickering between Yuffie and Mikoto. Despite what lay between them, M wasn't Scarlet. When it didn't involve fighting or Cloud, she was able to have a, somewhat, normal conversation with the older woman.
"Has Hinata ever talked at all about Wutai, or even visiting?"
"She...doesn't really like talking about it." Jo now looked uneasy. "Only time she did was while drunk...and we all agreed to not let her know she did."
"Yeah...I can imagine." Yuffie nodded. On the mats, Hinata and Kiku thrust their chests together, the orbs flattening. They pushed them together again, keeping the glands compressed together, eyeing the swelling mass while taking mincing steps on the squeaking mats. Lips were moving and Yuffie focused in on those, ears turning a bright shade of red. Kiku gave a sudden jump, shoving herself at Hinata, who's hands waved wildly, before tumbling to the ground.
She bounced once, back up in a flash, but Kiku had never moved. Hands on her breasts M'd girl merely smiled. "Kantan Sugiru," she said loudly, raising the orbs and letting them fall back onto her chest with a loud PLOP.
"Easy!?" Hinata hissed, clearly struggling to keep herself under control. She stalked towards Kiku who darted forward eagerly. A violent flurry ensued, both exotic beauties hurling their boobs at, and into, one another with clear intent.
Yuffie kept her eyes on the bouncing, wobbling teats, if just to distract herself from a rising uncomfortable feeling. It was an increasing nausea that had her swaying slightly in time with the fiercely growling women beating each other back and forth on the mats. Hinata smacked Kiku's left tit to the side, Yuffie gave a soft burp.
A vicious exchange later when Kiku set Hinata's right jiggling and shaking she made a low gagging sound she barely managed to hide.
Wrapped up in a tight hug, spinning from one corner to the other, tilting from foot to foot, boobs rolling over and under when first one, then the other would give a powerful squeeze. Kiku had long since lost her pleasant smile, baring her teeth at Hinata who snarled back. They reached the edge of the mats, Kiku almost falling into a crowd of Hinata's friends, but was shoved back on by both Gloria and a one handed push from the camera carrying Doreen. Perhaps her balance was precarious after that as Hinata gave a triumphant shout and shoved the shocked Kiku to the ground, at which point Yuffie couldn't take anymore.
Bile leaking from her mouth, she fled, knocking over her chair and stumbling to the backrooms, making it to a sink before her stomach voided itself. Retching painfully her stomach kept trying to force up something that was no longer there and it was only after it ended, she felt a hand rubbing gently across her back.
"Rinse out your mouth," she heard Tifa quietly order, turning on the faucet. Running water through her mouth, Yuffie finally relaxed, breathing heavily. "Better? Next time, don't try and hold it in. The second you get that feeling, just get to a bathroom. Doesn't feel as bad."
Yuffie nodded wearily, then perked up. Behind Tifa a door opened and Ann peeked out. "Everything okay out here?" The redhead asked. Over her shoulder was a messy mass of yellow.
"Yeah, Yuffie just learned an important lesson." Tifa remarked. She eyed Ann, inclining her head. "You almost done? Hinata's fighting Kiku, M's girl, now."
"Hinny'll be fine." Ann said, then gave a loud yelp. She twisted around, whispering hurriedly to a giggle. "Just tell Jo I still have my hands full here."
"I'll do that," Tifa remarked wryly, the door closing shut then beginning to rattle as if about to fall off it's hinges to a series of excited squeals. "She must be doing something right to have one Andrea's girls making that kind of noise."
"More than you know," Yuffie replied, cocking her head at an exultant cry. "And that's Ann actually."
Yuffie chuckled at Tifa's expression as they re-entered the main room. Just in time to spot, through a gap in the crowd, Kiku fall to the mat again. The girl rolled with her momentum, kicking upright and lunging back into a rushing Hinata with a loud SPLAT! The Saucer girl wailed at the impact, staggering back the way she came, Kiku twisting her torso to and fro, beating their taut boobs together to encourage her retreat. Even while she noticed this she also found herself looking for Joslyn.
"Feeling better?" Yuffie yelped, twisting around to find her friend's pretty face close by.
"Yeah," she nodded, glancing around. "Where'd you go off to."
"Just taking care of something," she replied airily. Yuffie narrowed her eyes suspiciously, giving the older girl a stare. Before she could continue the questioning a series of WHACKS ending in a solid THUD came from the mats and she turned back in time to catch Hinata's feet in the air as she fell back. She quickly sat back up, started to rise, then fell back onto her rear. Kiku looked barely any better, both women sweating freely, their boobs bright red against the paleness of the rest of their bodies. "That Kiku's brutal. She came take it and dish it out. Pity she's one of the bitch's girls."
Hinata got back up and staggered towards Kiku who stood on wobbling legs waiting for her. Breasts flew between them in wild flailing, leaning in so close to shoulders occasionally cracked together, adding to their suffering. Then they suddenly stumbled apart, leaning over and clutching their chests, groaning horrendously.
"Move it Hinny..." Yuffie heard Naomi mutter. Maybe she heard her because Hinata got herself upright and, after a moment, shuffled towards a hurt Kiku. "No...no...SHIT!!"
Maybe she'd been playing possum, or perhaps she'd heard the other woman's feet squeaking on the fabric, but as Hinata got close Kiku surged upright, grabbing the woman. Hands went around her back and Hinata grunted, struggling with arms trapped at her side. She began rotating her chest into her rivals softened mammaries, but Kiku wasn't interested in a grind. She shoved a leg between Hinata's, hooking it around the woman's heel and shoved.
"Wha...AHHHHHHHHHH!!" Hinata grunted, then shouted when she fell and Kiku's weight fell fully on top of her, compressing their chests dramatically. In the few seconds Hinata was stunned, her hands were pinned at the wrists and feet locked. A look of triumph had her sweaty face glowing as Kiku smirked down at her trapped victim.
"Akirameru junbi wa dekite imasu ka?" She panted. At this Hinata struggled furiously, to which Kiku gave a dramatic sigh, lifting her upper body, before dropping her drooping tits to splash heavily on top of Hinata's. The woman's scream was a testament to the move's effectiveness. "Akirameru junbi wa dekite imasu ka?"
"Watashi o kande kudasai!" Hinata shouted, shoving up as best she could, each time Kiku came down. But in such a disadvantageous position there was no way she could keep it up for long. The pain was immense, and affected even the woman on top, but eventually after almost two minutes of repeated bombs Hinata finally shrieked. "Akirameru! GIVE! I GIVE UP...SERPENT DAMN YOU..."
Kiku gave an explosive gasp, rolling off of Hinata, to lie next to her defeated opponent. Viola helped them both up, Joslyn running to help support Hinata, while Kiku leaned on Naoko. "Yoi tatakai." Kiku said, looking across at a tired Hinata. To the surprise of everyone there, she extended a hand. "You fight good. To...to...strong tits."
"Thanks..." Hinata replied, looking confused, reaching out to take her hand seemingly on auto-pilot. She stared at the back of the two women as Naoko lead Kiku back to where M stood. "Sorry, Jo."
"What for?" Joslyn said, coming up behind her friend and gave her shoulder a gentle shake. "Don't worry about me. You know Ann's gonna get when she learns you lost."
"Fuckin' musclehead ginger." Hinata mumbled under her breath stepping off the mats. As the rest of the group turned to her, none noticed Jo turning back to talk to Viola. Even Yuffie missed it, focused as she was on seeing Naoko walking away from Mikoto and Kiku.
"She wouldn't," she heard Tifa mutter. She looked up to see the older noirette had a smile creeping across her face as the masseuse joined her sister and Viola. There was a short, intense conversation. Viola clearly put out at being ambushed.
"She would," Yuffie sighed. Excitement began to tingle in her belly. She wasn't sure if this had been her friend's intention from the outset, but Jo had never been the kind to be satisfied standing just on the sidelines. It was one of the biggest differences between the sisters. She had a big smile on her face, winking at the two of them, slipping off her shoes.
"Ladies, seeing as how we have time left over...a special event." Viola's clear voice carried over the noise and dozens of pairs of eyes turned back to the center, lighting up in anticipation. "A timed match. Gold Saucer's first daughter against M's top disciple."
Grinning, always happy at being the centre of attention, Joslyn pulled the tight t-shirt over her head. Boobs struggled to freedom, bouncing dramatically as they escaped the fabrics confines, slapping loudly against her chest. Handing it over to Tifa, she wriggled out her jeans, standing proudly in a pair of lime green panties. Yuffie could feel the lust emanating from more than a few of the women around her and hid a smug smile. Including her initial experimentation, there were only two people that would get to experience Joslyn like those around her wanted. That body, those E-cups, belonged to Cloud. And her.
"Get Ann!!" Doreen hissed at Gloria, scrambling for a fresh tape to jam into the recorder, who turned and darted towards the changing room. "If she misses this we'll never hear the end of it."
Back on the mats Naoko now shed her outfit, baring her body to an appreciative audience. Clad in a silvery silken panties there were catcalls at the binding she wore across her chest, leading Yuffie to believe that this might have been a spur of the moment thing. Behind her Mikoto tugged at the cloth while Naoko spun hypnotically, freeing her upper body before coming to a stop. Holding her arms out, the Wutai woman presented her gorgeous double Ds to an appreciative audience. Though smaller than Jo's there was no one present that considered her an underdog in this match.
"A timed match," Viola loudly declared, holding up the timer. Twisting the knob she curled it around to thirty minutes. "Everyone here knows how this works. The second this thing goes off, you two step back. We clear?"
"Crystal" Josy replied, hopping impatiently from foot to foot. Naoko only nodded, face displaying the same eagerness Jo exuded. Not that it surprised anyone. It had been years since the two had managed to get time to have another fight since the singular rematch years ago. A fierce, and hardfought match that had ended with both lying on the mats, laughing hysterically despite the clear pain they had to be in.
Yuffie was probably one of the handful, besides Tifa and Mikoto who'd understood how Jo could laugh so freely despite losing. But then again, most of those in attendance at the time didn't know about the two's first go around. And even fewer truly understood just how much the girl enjoyed a good and proper fight.
"And begin!" Viola quickly hobbled back, to be out of the way as the two eager women slammed together. Instead of bouncing apart, as expected, arms tightly around one another both grinding their squashed tits together feverishly.
"What the hell's she doing," Yuffie muttered. Tifa glanced down at her. "She's doing the same exact thing as did last time."
"She moves to her own beat." Tifa shrugged, watching her sister shoving her boobs furiously into Naoko's, forcing the smaller woman back. "Maybe she knows something we don't. I haven't gone up against Naoko. You?"
Yuffie shook her head. Naoko rarely fought, an aloofness born of the fact that Joslyn was the only stain on her record here in Gold Saucer. Her fights against other girls, while hardfought in some cases, were typically short and unquestionable with her large and firm doubles either smashing the other girls to the mats until they capitulated or squashing them flat in a bearhug.
Face to face, Jo and Naoko greedily inhaled each other's panting breath, feeling the drumbeat of each other's heart with how close they held one another. Realisitically both knew that they should take it slow. Wear one another down. But that wasn't on the table. They had limited time and both knew just how tough the other's tits were. But beyond that they wanted to settle, beyond reasonable doubt, which of them had the tougher pair of boobs.
Three minutes passed, both girls squeezing their opponent while shoving their breasts forward. Through the fourth and fifth arms flexed powerfully, breasts mashed together, the titflesh rolling between them. For a moment Joslyn strained, hefting Naoko off the ground, before dropping the wildly squirming smaller woman back down. The seventh minute rolled around and despite the women's breathing becoming ragged, despite the pressure of their combined hugs, neither pair showed any sign of weakening.
None of Jo's friends and family, or Naoko's co-workers knew really just how close their rematch had been. Oh they knew it had been close, after all her loss had come about simply because she had been the one to fall first after the final swing of their brutalized tits. Naoko had managed to stay upright long enough for Viola to raise her hand, before falling beside Jo. The sheer ridiculousness is what had the young woman burst out into laughter.
And then Naoko had shown up a few days later before returning to Wutai. Just to let her know that, as far as she was concerned, their rematch had been a draw. Jo had been touched at the exotic woman's words, and surprised that someone like her could work for the bitch. But still, she made her promise to not say anything. She deserved the boosted rep.
Both women groaned openly now, giving voice to how much their compressed tits had to be hurting. The flesh rolled and molded in time with their movements, the thick titmeat getting shoved further and further outwards. Yuffie heard Naoko moan as her smaller boobs struggled fiercely with her friend's larger pair. A small smile appeared on Jo's face as her tits took the top spot and began to force Naoko's downward.
"What'd I miss!?"
Yuffie turned at the breathless voice. A sweaty, happy looking, Ann nudged her way past the group to stand between Hinata and Doreen. She shot the former a sneer. "Heard you screwed up. You're getting soft Hinny."
"Fuck you, cxntlicker." Hinata shot back sourly. "The girl I went up against actually came here to fight. Not fuck."
"Jealous?" Ann retorted, licking her lips. "I think I might try and poach that heavenly blonde, cause damn. Best lay I've had in months."
A sharp grunt and a loud "FUCK!" drew Yuffie's attention away from the bickering pair to the fighting just in time to see them stagger apart. From the way their boobs bounced she could guess what had happened. Naoko had gotten some leverage or distance, possibly both, and smacked Jo's tits back into her face. Glowing in the lights from a light sheen of sweat neither moved to re-apply their hug, instead circling warily while eyes flickered from chest, to face and back again.
Maybe it was that they decided that the orbs were too firm to simply be ground down in the time they had. Or perhaps their tits were just sore. Whatever the reason the two now crashed together with a hollow CLAP. Then again with a dull THUD. Joslyn's large, firm tits wobbled delectably from the collisions, but Naoko's dense rack quivered and shook as well. With a grunt, Naoko thrust towards Joslyn again, the latter meeting her head on with similar results. They circled again and Yuffie saw her friend biting her lip. Jo was taking this seriously.
Another lunge. Both pair of boobs jiggling violently. Naoko moved in again but this time Jo swatted her tits, sending the right battering up against the left, both boobs bouncing independent of one another. Naoko yelped in surprise, Jo got another hefty blow in, before the masseuse twisted her hips. Left boob met left boob, smacking together wetly. Hands on hips, the busty beauties took their contest in another direction, swinging their tits together to splatter and bounce off each other in slow and steady repetition. Each hip twist had their firm orbs crash together evenly with a heavy thudding sound that bounced across the walls.
"Fifteen minutes!" Viola called sharply. If she expected the two fighting to up the ante she wasn't disappointed. Jo and Naoko immediately went into overdrive, beating their reddened teats together mercilessly with rapid swaying movements. Soft grunts issued past Joslyn's clenched teeth as she increased the power behind her swing, the length and shape of her boobs beneficial in this situation. Not to say that it bothered Naoko.
The smaller woman rose on her toes with each heave of her boobs against Jo's, the circular orbs punching deep into the bigger woman's more massy teats. She matched Joslyn beat for beat, step for step. Just as the sheer weight behind their swings, that had the pair shuffling back and forth on the mat, seemed to reach a tipping point Joslyn changed the game. At the end of another powerful swing, she didn't pull away and instead shoved her left tit hard against Naoko's left. Naoko was, of course, fully familiar with the move and the fact that it put her at a distinct disadvantage. Jo's superior height, as well as weight advantage gave her a considerable edge and the smaller woman immediately jumped away.
However, this was something Josy had been expecting.
As soon as their boobs fell apart the bigger woman instantly lunged forward, barreling into the smaller, all four orbs clashing together with a hollow THUMP that knocked Naoko back, staggering. Joslyn darted in again, smelling weakness, only for Naoko to greet her with a boob uppercut, that downed her in dramatic fashion. Her legs high in the air, the girl squealed in shock and pain as she floated to the floor, while those in Naoko's corner cheered loudly. M in particular shot a smile in their direction. And a cracking sound to her side let her know that Tifa knew well just who it was aimed at.
The two viewed it as competition between them as much as between the two on the mats. The arrogance frustrated Yuffie, but at the same time she knew this was why Tifa and M, and even Elizabeth were on a level she couldn't reach.
"Ten Minutes!" Viola called out again, coming over to the downed woman. "Do you concede?"
"No!" Joslyn retorted shortly, face red, swiftly jumping to her feet and rushing Naoko who had backed away to give her room, but now jumped back in eagerly. Naoko's pitch black hair flailed wildly at the woman's rapid movements, pounding her swollen breasts into those of her opponent's. Likewise the dark haired Joslyn hefty teats hammered against the smaller woman's as she thrust back with equal fury.
Supple legs shuddered and shook with the savage impacts and the noise of their boobs beating together now dominated the room as the audience watched on awe. Those who had preceded them felt a kind of jealousy mixed with admiration as they knew this match overshadowed their own. Firm and dense boobs crushed together brutally, the curvy beauties boxing them together skillfully and evenly. Just when it seemed like they'd keep bashing their tits together until time was called Naoko moaned. Her left leg seemed to give way and harsh right on right blow sent her to the mat with a screech.
Boobs rolling gently on her chest the masseuse was on her feet before Viola could reach her. Joslyn waved her on, arms to the side. Naoko literally threw herself at Joslyn, bodies smacking together loudly as they bounced apart, then arms flashed out. Grabbing each other at the shoulder, Jo and Naoko pulled each other into vicious slams that had both scream openly and Viola hastily check her timer.
Boobs splashed together, flattening horrendously and unable to properly resume their original shape before the next impact. Jo screamed as her breasts were brutalized, Naoko's firm tits punching into the tissue agonizingly. The pain was enormous and only her pride kept her going. Gasping heavily, Joslyn shifted her grip to around the smaller woman's neck, grabbing a handful of thick, sodden hair.
Naoko wailed in abject agony, Jo's heavy tits smashing against her own savaging them in ways only she could. She felt Jo's hands in her hair distantly, her sense all but overwhelmed by the heat radiating from her chest. She sent her arms under the bigger woman's pits then up into the long dark mass of sweaty locks.
Cheek to cheek now, the voluptuous, bosomy pair heaved their large breasts into one another, squealing and screeching all the while. Backs arched as they beat their glowing red teats together with the same ferocity that had marked their fight from the beginning. Despite their guttural cries neither relented and simply kept mindlessly smashing their breasts together. Then something penetrated the red fog of pain.
"Four minutes!" Viola shouted to be heard over the screams of the pair on their knees. The fall had been sudden and abrupt and she doubted if they even realized it. They hadn't even paused or lost the rhythem to their violent boob banging. In her own way she hoped for a draw. Hopefully it would keep the other two from sniping at one another. But whatever she hoped fore, clearly the participants weren't of the same mind.
"NO!" Joslyn shouted suddenly, throwing her arms around Naoko in a fierce hug.
"I WIN!" Naoko croaked out, hands snaking around Jo's back to link together in an unbreakable grip. "Makenai yo!"
Breasts compressed, molding together as the line between Jo's tanned pair and Naoko's paler set shifted noticeably. The advantage between the powerful pair of boobs fluctuating constantly in their grind. Both women groaned at the sensation, an ample amount of titmeat being forced to the side, billowing out as their breasts began to slowly yield to the pressure.
"THREE MINUTES!" Viola hollered and fighting femmes cried out again, movements becoming frantic with nervous energy. Yuffie heard a soft curse to her left. It was Naomi, though there was some concerned mutters coming from both Ann and Gloria as well. Neither pair of tits retained their original shape, but despite the way all four orbs undulated and shifted as they were pressed together, Jo's boobs appeared to displace more than Naoko's. And while it could be because Naoko didn't possess the mass or volume that Joslyn did, it still wasn't something you wanted to see.
Naoko whimpered while Jo moaned. The sound of the two, coupled with the soft scraping of their rapidly weakening boobs now had the crowd of formerly shrieking, cheering women making different noises now. Ann had stopped arguing with Hinata and was staring hungrily at Joslyn. Meanwhile on the Honeybee side a pair was all but making out, while still keeping their eyes on the action.
Jo shoved forward, bending Naoko backwards while rising up on her haunches. The masseuse cried out frantically, pushing back until she forced a whining Joslyn back to a neutral position and then to sit on her feet. The bigger woman panted rapidly, exerting herself until they were once more even. "TWO MINUTES!" Rocking back and forth neither gave a sign they heard. Something had to give.
With a despairing wail, Naoko wrenched to the left, dumping both onto their sides. With surprise on her side, the masseuse tried to overturn and mount the broader woman. With a prolonged, urgent cry Jo resisted and set the two rocking back and forth. Arms curled even tighter, taking the room left by the displaced titflesh, the women screaming in pain and effort.
Abruptly, to the surprise of everyone they let go and rolled away. Sniffling audibly, tits were cupped, gasps from the two on the mats as well as those off at that state. Jo's were more dramatic in their hang, but Naoko's in comparsion drooped just as low. Whimpering in horror the two swayed up to their knees and gently embraced on another again, moaning as they slowly reapplied pressure.
"ONE MINUTE!" Viola snarled, just as affected as all the others. She just wanted to go home and get Reno on the bed. Naoko howled and Joslyn screeched, squeezing one another with everything they had left. They rocked violently, Naoko to yells of encouragement from M, Kiku and those supporting her and Joslyn to shouts from Tifa and Yuffie and her cadre.
"FIFTEEN SEC..." Viola's declaration was cut short a low, hoarse bellow. Joslyn shoved and shoved, pushing the smaller Naoko back to an even position, then onto her feet and finally, with a long, horrified wail, onto her back. There was no attempt to mitigate the fall, neither was capable of that anymore. Jo fell onto Naoko with her full weight and momentum behind her. Before the eyes of those on the Honeybee side the women's breasts splattered together shook, jiggled and Naoko's collapsed entirely. Flattened more by the weight crashing down on top of them than anything else, but flattened nonetheless.
"NO! NO!!!" Naoko bawled, patting Jo's back frantically. In surrender or in pain, take your pick. Joslyn rolled off of her older opponent, lying prone on the ground. She slapped away Viola's attempt to pull her up, gritting teeth and rolling to her side. Her first attempt at rising failed, as did her second. On the third she got her legs under her, hands on the mats supporting her, before pushing up fully on legs that shook violently.
She glared across at Mikoto, a sneer on her face, before falling back to her knees to gently support Naoko. With Viola's help, this time, the two exhausted women got back up to their feet, looking as if their legs could barely support them. Shooting Yuffie and her sister a bright smile, Joslyn let Viola raise her hand in victory, giving Naoko a hug that the shorter woman returned.
*****
Yuffie mumbled turning to her side. As someone used to sleeping on her back, having to do it on her side was something she was still having to get used to. But something felt off.
Then her eyes opened sleepily, registering the fact that she was alone. Sitting up, she yawned widely, swinging her legs off the bed. "One, two, hup..." she mumbled blearily, standing up, feeling her back muscles complain as was the currrent norm. If there was one advantage she grateful for it was that she wasn't carrying twins, like her friends had. Groaning she shuffled to the bathroom to complete her toilet, coming out in a silver robe.
It was too late for breakfast, but too early for lunch, and after what she went through last night Jo would be in no condition for training. Though knowing Tifa she'd say that's exactly WHY it would be a good time for training. Chuckling darkly, the pregnant kunoichi waddled out the door, heading for the nursery. She heard the chatter two doors away and breathed a sigh of relief at avoiding the stairs.
"Look who's up." Joslyn chimed as she appeared in the doorway. Sitting on the couch Claude and Mark rested comfortably in her arms, sucking happily from a pair of bottles. Claude in particular had his head on a breast that caved in considerably. "Took you long enough. You're going to have issues in a few months at this rate."
"Doesn't that hurt?" She asked, pointing at Claude, sitting down a sigh of relief and extending her arms.
"Like you wouldn't believe." Jo acknowledged handing her Mark. The boy's blonde head turned upwards to stare at her for a moment before turning his attention back to the bottle. "Took awhile for them to accept the bottles. But it was worth it."
"To fight Naoko or get a dig in at M?" Tifa asked. She sat cross-legged at the playpen, gently patting Jessie's back while Brian sucked on a pacifier. A soft burp from her daughter and Jessie was set down next to her brother, crawling over to the pile of toys her cousins had.
"Both." Jo winced slightly. "Can't figure out how a girl as nice as her could be so devoted to that cu...woman."
"Well for one, she's not trying to take Naoko's man." Yuffie replied. Then she shrugged. "But it could just be a personality issue. I mean, I don't hate her. I think she's a bi...awful person...but that might just be from back when she was my instructor."
"Yeah, but you also get along with Jessica." Jo made a gagging sound, smirking at Yuffie's dirty look. "I'll be good. I'll be good."
"It was a refreshing change watching two women beat each other senseless like that and not be a participant for a change." Tifa admitted, getting to her feet. "Though I have to admit I'm surprised you two went that far."
"Well it was kinda last minute. I honestly didn't expect her to take me up on the offer. Just like I didn't expect Vi to pull out the timer on us." Joslyn grunted. She massaged her boobs gently, shifting Claude over her shoulder as his bottle emptied. "I mean, I get it. But it's still a di...shi...crap move."
"Come off it. If we let to the two of you go at your own pace we'd have been there for an extra hour at best and you know it." Yuffie snorted, patting Mark like she saw Tifa do it and was rewarded by a small burp as well as a wet feeling on her shoulder. "Oh hell."
"Don't worry, it happens." Tifa strutted over, taking a cloth and gently wiping her shirt. "Looks like mostly drool. You need to give them a few minutes to make sure it all goes down."
"He looks quite pleased with himself." Yuffie noted, resting him in her lap and seeing the sleepy smile. "Did you mark me you little demon?"
"Excuse me, he's an angel!" Jo remarked.
Off to the side Tifa smiled the easy familiarity between the two. But also felt a touch of sadness at the constant memory of another girl that been both a friend and a rival. If things had turned out differently would she have remained as upbeat and chipper as Joslyn?
But, she chuckled to herself, that would probably have hinged on whether or not Aerith would have been willing to share Cloud.
"Nope, not a chance."
Tifa's head immediately jerked upright. "Did you two hear anything?"
"Nope, nothing." Yuffie replied, looking surprised. Then her nose wrinkled. "But I smell something!"
"Oh, fun." Jo grinned, sitting up and resting Claude onto the carpet. "I think I'll give you a firsthand lesson in one of the most important tasks you'll have a in couple of months."
Tifa grinned as a protesting Yuffie was dragged over to the changing station. She lay back on the carpet, holding out a hand to Claude who crawled clumsily over to her. She enjoyed days like these. Scooping up her nephew she wandered over in time to catch Yuffie's horrified expression and just how big a mess something so small could produce.
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