Welcome back to the Queen of the Beach tournament! It's been a while. I hope everyone is doing well. It's not 2019 anymore, but since I started this in 2019, that's what this is going to be called.
The first two days (
here and
here) holding Round 1 saw a lot of action! Let's recap:
In a stunning event, Kate Upton was ousted from the beach in her very first bout, choked out by
Alex Daddario!
Christina Hendricks dominated Katy Perry's jugs in a titfight, not a surprise to many.
Hunter King choked out Debby Ryan...
...while Joey King lost to
Abigail Breslin's daunting bosom, separating the two sisters from moving on together!
Dakota Blue Richards took down Lindsey Pelas (in a titfight, no less!) and smothered the Insta model between her ample frontage.
Kim Kardashian snuffed Nicki Minaj out between her world-class ass.
A terrible matchup for Selena Gomez, the larger-than-life Colombian
Sofia Vergara took her to school and ended things with a tight breast smother.
Alice Goodwin proved herself to be a ferocious titfighter, taking Alison Brie down in a fight that no one suspected would end any differently.
Jennifer Love Hewitt knocked out
Ariel Winter... only to be pinned by the youngster when Ariel came crashing down onto the outsized scream queen!
Scarlett Johansson avoided a direct titfight with Kat Dennings, smothering the brunette out cold.
Blake Lively sealed her own fate taking on
Betty Gilpin in a pure titfight, knocking herself from the tournament.
Yoko Matsugane, the 'Beast From The East', pinned Jenna Coleman boob-to-boob in an obvious display of her size and skill.
Kylie Jenner, the billion dollar heiress, took down Bindi Irwin and earned herself a spot in the second round.
Elizabeth Olsen proved Scarlet Witch beats Brie Larsen's Captain Marvel any day.
Jennifer Lawrence is buried by
Hayley Atwell's devastating smother, reminding the actress to stick to the silver screen instead of the beach.
Charlotte McKinney turned Lindsey Lohan's own freckled rack against her, burying the blonde in her own breasts in a humiliating self-smother!
Here is the updated bracket:
The first four fights are scheduled and the fighters are ready to roll, in reverse order to mix things up.
ROUND 2 FIGHT 1
Scarlett took a deep breath as she prepared for the next round, chugging water as her chest heaved up and down. Her next opponent, the young, curvy Ariel Winter, glared at her from across the ring, her perky tits stuffed into a black and gold bikini top two sizes too small. Scarlett herself chose a more modest red bikini, cut from the same fabric as her infamous dress that got a subreddit named after it. She had watched Ariel's last fight against Jen Hewitt, a titfighting pioneer in her own right whom this young brat also had beaten in the chest category. Despite that, Scarlett was relieved to see just how easy the princess went down after one good punch to the noggin.
ScarJo knew she was leagues above Winter, in perhaps everything but bust size. There, she admitted, the young woman had her beat. Scarlett was not about to let this become a titfight, however. She would settle this dispute HER way. She crumbled up the water bottle and slung it over her shoulder as the ref motioned for the two ladies to meet in the center. The bell rang and the hellcats were loosed.
Johansson balled her fists and began throwing hits to Ariel's soft stomach, firing off punches like torpedoes as they struck the youngster hard... and many. Ariel squealed with each hit and she tried to block the attacks, but Scarlett was a veteran in the ring and merely circled around Ariel getting her hits in. At one point, Ariel knocked her backwards with a solid hook to Johansson's chin, but the blonde kept coming, now targeting Ariel's big rack like it owed her money. Johannson was letting her envy show as she went to town on Winter's rack, squeezed them with her hands, pummeled them with her fists as she rocked the young girl's tits back and forth like speed bags. The bell rang only after the less-endowed beauty had her way with these massive mammaries. Johansson returned to her post while EMTs at the side checked Winter to see if she wanted to continue.
Round two starts off no better for the busty beaut. The crowd shakes the beach as a focused uppercut to the underside of Ariel's rack causes the tiny bikini top she is wearing to pop open, the stress of Ariel's big tits too much to bare!
"Noooooooo!" Ariel screams as her breasts are freed, bouncing out into the public eye as the ensuing camera flashes blind both fighters. Rage also blinds the young fighter as Ariel POUNCES on Johansson, putting her D cups to ScarJo's world-class bust with a tight bearhug as the two chests wage war.
Both women squeeze with all their might.. Scarlett has targeted the brunette's globes since the beginning and it was about to pay off. Johansson grits her teeth as Ariel's juggs make her work hard, trying to flatten the blonde's rack despite how much Scarlett had softened them up before. Scarlett's head pitches back and she let s out a primal grunt as her tits slowly overwhelm the inexperienced girl. The sight of her tits mushrooming out against Scarlett's enviable assets is almost too much for Ariel to bare as the latter begins to whimper in Johansson's grip.
"Sorry, sugar," Johansson whispers in her signature husky voice as she pushes her juggs harder into Ariel's once-formidable bosom, "You might have dreamed you could beat me when Lovey knocked you out cold last round, but this is real life now," She cinches her arms, pulling Ariel in tighter as she smirks, "though, if you wanted to go back to that fantasy... I'm sure I could help you out."
With that, Johansson reached her leg out and pulled Winter down to the ground, releasing the bearhug as she followed the raven-haired girl to the mat - no reprieve for her. Johansson slings her bikini top into the crowd, grasping the back of Winter's head with her left hand as she BURIES her opponent's face deep in her sweaty rack. Ariel repeatedly slaps against Scarlett's torso as the smother quickly gets the best of her. Winter grunts into Johansson's big juggs as she continues to slap at the blonde's hips, body thrashing for oxygen as the crowd watches in silence as Ariel Winter is soundly defeated. After thirty seconds, Scarlett feels a shudder course through Ariel's body and feels the young woman's hands slide to the mat. She is done.
ScarJo is moving on to the next round, but the feeling is bittersweet as she thinks about her next opponent. She prays to herself that Betty Gilpin can win her match against her massively-endowed Japanese opponent, Yoko... for the both of them.
Winner: Scarlett Johansson, KO, Breast Smother
ROUND 2 FIGHT 2
Betty Gilpin climbed into the ring, wearing the same lucky red one-piece she had donned in her last match against Blake Lively. Her enviable bust tested the fabric as she made her way to her corner, where she began to stretch in lieu of riling up the crowd. She needed her A-game for this one. She had won her last match because her opponent underestimated her juggs. Betty was
not going to make that mistake herself against her challenger.
Yoko Matsugane ducks through the ropes, bouncing into the ring (literally!) as her plain red bikini strains to keep her massive tits contained. Betty's face turns the slightest shade of crimson - she was not used to being the second most endowed in a room, nor did she like it one bit. Yoko marchs right up to her, prompting Betty to stand to her full height just as Yoko stops mere inches from her. Their busts are so close to touching... but not yet. Yoko leans in to Gilpin's ear, hissing four words soaked in venom that the mics were not able to detect... but the sudden pallidness of the blonde's face spoke for itself as Betty immediately shoves Yoko back with her hands.
Despite having a three inch height advantage and thirty pounds on the Asian, Betty chooses a more-cautious route as she circled little Yoko, waiting for an opening to strike akin to a cobra. She is trying not to let Yoko's mind games get into her head, but her eyes are loath not to stare at the bulging red cups of Yoko's bikini, which were fighting a fruitless battle at keeping the buxom battler modest. Titflesh escaped out each side it could, from the top, sides, and
especially the bottom. It was as if the dark-haired vixen had raided a middle schooler's bedroom and took the first garment she could find. Betty's lip curled... she is getting incensed by the display in front of her. She was the bull, and Matsugane's bikini was the cape.
As Yoko slides a finger down the cleft of her breasts, Betty's attempt to contain herself completely unravels in an instant. She dives into the busty Asian, throwing her entire body into Yoko's as their breasts pancake together! Betty's weight causes them both to fall to the ground. Betty's tits land on top of the massive mounds beneath her, though she is unable to hide the Asian's pair which looks almost twice the size. Betty pushes down on Yoko's breasts, trying to bury them as she stares into the Asian's eyes with pure hatred. Betty struggles to keep the shorter, lighter brunette down, pushing her breasts down even harder onto Yoko's as the ref approaches them.
"Fucking COUNT already!" Betty snaps at him as she groans, feeling Yoko's ginormous globes beginning to stir beneath hers. Betty presses her body harder onto Matsugane's, trying to snuff out the Asian's second wind as the referee starts the pinfall count. But Betty is struggling to keep her advantageous position, unable to fathom how Yoko's orbs are holding up under her firm double Ds. Indeed, Betty begins to whine as Matsugane's overwhelming breasts gain more and more visibility. Yoko grins as Betty herself tries to break the pin, which is at 7... she needs to soften up Yoko a bit more before trying again. The pin ends as Betty lifts her chest off. She sneers at how close she was, however, especially right out of the gate, "Looks like those big whoppers are just for show, huh? You jumbo-titted girls are all the same - all bark and no bi--
uuuuuuunnnghhhhhhh!"
With a single puff of her chest, Yoko's juggernauts completely engulf Betty's, swallowing the blonde's heavyweight hooters as the latter groans louder than ever. Before she can pull off, Yoko wraps her arms around Betty's back and pulls her back in, punishing her 'all-American' assets with her ALL-ASIAN ones! Gilpin thrashes above her as she tries to get off, but Yoko has her locked up tight... and her tits, too! Yoko grins viciously while Betty screams as Yoko rolls them both over. Then, in one final coup-de-grace to destroy the blonde's spirit, Yoko plants her signature move on Betty's face, the Rising Sun Smother, which completely envelops the blonde's features! Betty is completely buried in rack as she squirms beneath her opponent, legs kicking out sporadically before they fall limp along with the rest of her. Gilpin is O-U-T!
After the match, one reporter came up to Yoko as she was pulling on her coat, about half an hour after EMTs had tended to and taken away the groggy blonde Yoko had left in the ring. "What the hell did you say to her at the beginning of the match?" the man asked Matsugane. The Asian smirked and answered, "I told the bitch, 'You're no Kate Upton.'"
Winner: Yoko Matsugane, KO, Breast Smother
ROUND 2 FIGHT 3
Elizabeth Olsen's pre-match interview had infuriated Kylie Jenner, the 'Billionaire Bitch' herself, and it was all the dark-haired vixen could think about as she waited in the ring for Lizzy to show herself. "
Kylie can't fight worth a damn. Everyone knows the Kardashians don't play fair. That's all they know how to do! Well, tonight, Kylie's going into the match with someone who will actually lay her out. Mark my words." When asked for her retort, Jenner scoffed, and the interviewer wasn't even sure if the heiress would be bothered to answer. But Kylie was swimming in her usual pool of confidence, "Liz Olsen? Oh, you mean the
other Olsen sister! No, I'm not too worried about miss flat chest 'n' no ass. She's going to learn just how dangerous these curves are when they're snaked around her - hold me to that."
Olsen hops into the ring at last, marching right up to Kylie in an attempt to invoke intimidation. The brunette doesn't submit one inch, staring down Liz until the two girls bump together, Kylie's 34D bust pressing back Olsen's diminutive B cups. "Plastic bitch - save some for the ocean!" Liz hisses as Kylie is quick with the quip, "Don't be jealous, itty-bitty Lizzy," she snarls as the ref pushes them apart. They return to their corners until the bell rings.
Kylie is the first out of her corner, crossing the ring before Liz has even moved a few steps. She's out for blood and Liz is her target as Kylie steamrolls the Olsen sister back into her corner, with a mixture of lefts and rights as well as her larger frame as Elizabeth is immediately put into defense. Liz counters by kicking at Jenner's shins, eliciting a yelp from the buxom brunette as the blonde follows through with a punch right for Kylie's twins... but Jenner's reflexes only allow Liz to scrape her fist across her left boob.
This leaves her open for Kylie to come right back in, sending an uppercut right for Liz's jaw that has the blonde crying out as she's pushed right into the ropes! Already huffing, Olsen ducks her head and throws herself at Kylie, barreling into the brunette as she hammers the 22-year-old's juggs with her fists mercilessly. The bell rings as Kylie is reduced to a ball on the floor, having ducked her head into her knees as Olsen slams her with fists until the zebra calls her off. Kim is swearing obscenities at Olsen from the sidelines as Jenner returns to her corner, face red and lips curled into a snarl as she wipes herself off. Her big rack is heaving as she sips water, preparing for the next round.
The second round has Kylie being more cautious, the black-clad heiress circling the blonde as both girls wait for an opening to pounce. A few punches are exchanged as the girls try to create their own openings, but eventually Olsen is the one to make the first real move as she grabs Jenner's wrists and tries the wrestle the starlet to the ground. Kylie grits her teeth as she plants her legs firmly, resisting Liz's strength as both women struggle for dominance. Slowly but surely, however, it's the Kardashian that is beginning to turn the tables on Olsen, stepping forward and forcing Elizabeth on the defensive once again as the blonde strains not to give up any more ground to the rich bitch.
Suddenly, Jenner pulls Olsen into her - hard. Olsen's momentum is turned against her and she flies toward Kylie, who leans all the way back as Elizabeth falls on top of her. Kylie quickly props up her legs just as Liz falls, and, with a primal grunt of exertion, Kylie SHOVES Liz over her and drops the blonde onto the back behind her! Dazed from the sudden attack, Olsen tries to reach her feet but Kylie leaps onto her rival's back, wrapping her thick legs around Elizabeth's waist, while her left arm reaches around and locks the blonde in a headlock. Olsen sputters out as she grabs Jenner's arm, trying to pry the limb off her throat as the brunette's thighs hug her tight. Kylie simply leans back, her weight pulling Liz off her feet as both girls tumble backwards onto the rough sand!
Kylie has Liz right where she wants her. The brunette re-wraps her thighs around Liz's slender waist and begins to squeeze the blonde like an anaconda. Jenner cinches up her powerful thighs, pulling her prey deeper into her as Elizabeth's eyes widen from the increased pressure. Kylie's wicked laugh silences the beach as her strong thighs crush the actress's waist mercilessly. She snaps her fingers as one of her agents quickly brings her phone to her. The sinister starlet starts to record herself punishing Olsen's body in her scissors, while the latter feebly struggles to pry them apart as her distraught groans carry across the windswept beach.
"Get offa me!" Elizabeth snarls, her voice cracking as her hands push against the brunette's legs. Kylie sneers as she cups a hand under Olsen's chin, pulling the blonde's head backwards toward her own as Liz yelps.
"Call me by my title," the young woman spat with venom as she rakes one of her nails against the side of Olsen's neck, drawing a thin line of blood as the blonde begins to panic.
"Let me go, you...
billionaire... BITCH!!"Olsen screams the words as she writhes around between Kylie's powerful thighs.
"You're not going anywhere, Lizzy, except back to our clubhouse. My sister and I are going to have a lot of fun with you. We don't play
fair, after all." Kylie grins sadistically as she pulses her thighs, locking Elizabeth in another headlock as the Olsen sister thrashes desperately, throwing up sand on both of them and the front row spectators as she breathes her last breath before succumbing to the self-proclaimed queen.
Kylie joins Kim Kardashian at the side of the ring, both curvaceous sisters hugging each other tight as they watched the EMTs tend to Kylie's latest victim. Kim's fight against Dakota Blue Richards tomorrow is one that will be watched very closely. Everyone thought that Kylie was going to pull something today, but - as she would tell the paparazzi following this match, as well as anyone who ever doubted the fighting prowess of herself or her clan - she beat Liz Olsen fair and square. No dirty tricks. Everyone was curious if Kim would do the same in her match, or if the Kardashians had something up their sleeves to ensure both of them make it to the 'Elite 8.' Kylie uploads the video of her squeezing Olsen to each of her platforms, and watches with an evil smirk as her follower count soars.
Winner: Kylie Jenner, KO (via Headlock)
ROUND 2 FIGHT 4
Hayley Atwell is still coming off her win over Jennifer Lawrence, having snuffed the Oscar-winning actress out on the first day with a breast smother. The sun-soaked beach that had earlier today cast a lovely glow on each fight is now being drenched with rain as the tail-end of a sudden storm blasts the onlookers in the packed bleachers.
Many in the audience are dismayed at the onslaught of rain, the match between Atwell and McKinney having been one of the fan favourites since it was announced. As Hayley stands huddled under an umbrella held up by her agent, towel wrapped around her full Union Jack bikini, she overhears several passers-by wonder if the "proper Brit" will ask to postpone the match until more enticing weather presents itself. After one more commenter took pity on the fact that Atwell's hair would be trounced by the rain, Hayley has heard enough. Just before the announcer could call the match quits, Hayley drops the white beach towel and hops into the ring, her buxom proportions jiggling with each movement as she argues with the officials.
The match is on.
A loud crack of thunder almost poetically signals the start of the match, as both shivering ladies bolt out of their respective corners. McKinney had chosen a pure-white bikini, which had already been soaked see-through by the tropical storm. Sources say she had specifically changed bikinis after seeing the rain, wanting to both please the crowd and infuriate her opponent. Hayley charges at Charlotte and they collide, jugg-to-jugg, nothing else mattering to either of them at the moment. As their breasts slap together, splashing rain into each other's faces, Atwell and McKinney's fingers entwine overhead as their chests strain between them, slamming each other's racks back forth as they take the fight through every square inch of the sandy arena.
Hayley grits her teeth as she arches her back, pushing her large, firm tankers against Charlotte's fearsome F cups. The blonde bitch has Kate Upton beat to rights in bust size, a daunting and impressive achievement. But Atwell isn't about to cave in, confident in her own E cups to deliver her to victory. The Brit began to painstakingly-slowly wrestle Charlotte's arms to their side, forcing their breasts harder into one another as Atwell makes the blonde bend just about over backwards as the fingerlock grows more painful. Hayley pulls Charlotte's tits deeper into her own, crushing the blonde's orbs against her regal rack as the former glares past the heavy rain battering them both.
"Kneel," she orders the blonde in a shaky voice, her soaked breasts heaving greatly as McKinney simply groans in response. Her legs begin to quiver slightly, a sign of deterioration noted by both competitors. The moment is fleeting, but it brought gasps from the American fans as they began to cheer their girl louder to break free.
In a further display of humiliation, Hayley leans in and starts to titbox Charlotte's head, swinging her huge boobs left and right against the blonde's facial features. Charlotte shrieks as her face is bombarded by Atwell's bunker busters for a solid minute as the blonde is forced to her knees from the simultaneous fingerlock. It looks to be the end for the blonde as Hayley continues to batter her with her big guns.
Atwell releases the fingerlock and wraps her hands around Charlotte's head, preparing to bury her as she stopped swinging. Another crack of thunder signified the approaching end of the fight... but it was not for McKinney. With her arms free, McKinney SHOVES herself to her feet, almost knocking Atwell off-balance just as the brunette leans in to seal the deal. Charlotte's whoppers slam into the underside of Hayley's tits, lifting them up and off her own as the two stand eye-to-eye, the crowd reeling in the bleachers at the sight of the two buxom beauties facing off.
Hayley SHOVES her tits forward, pushing her bust into McKinney's with enough force that the blonde's white bikini BLOWS open, releasing her massive breasts to the entire beach. They stand large and firm as Hayley's eyes glance down upon them. Charlotte does not seem to give one iota that her famous breasts are exposed to the crowd, instead using the Brit's momentary distraction to close the distance and finish her off.
As Charlotte locks the blonde in one of her infamous bearhugs. Hayley immediately begins to panic as her breasts are battered by Charlotte’s enormous pair. The blonde’s breasts mushroom against Atwell's heavyweight pair as the latter struggles to keep her own globes from being punished. Hayley's knees are soon buckling as she feels the pure weight of Charlotte’s tits crushing her tits completely as the beleaguered brunette roars in agony.
“Ooohhhh gawwwd!” Hayley moans, throwing her head back with a long wail as she struggles to fight back tears. She arches her back and manages to fend off Charlotte's breasts... but only for a fleeting moment before they SLAM back into her tits once the Brit runs out of steam. Atwell grunts again and, with a deep breath, arches her back as her E cups push back Charlotte's with heavy exertion on the brunette's part. She slowly pushes the blonde's big juggs back to even as the latter offers a look of genuine curiosity. It's a rare occasion when Charlotte McKinney is turned back in a titfight, something that even Kate Upton has struggled to do on multiple occasions.
Hayley's fire is reignited and her will to win is clear to all watching as she ducks her head and refuses to yield to the American's intimidating rack. She's giving it all she has to keep McKinney's breasts at bay! McKinney's lips twist into a snarl as she finds her breasts being shoved back. She retaliates by leaning forward, putting even more of her tit weight against the Brit's bosom as the latter groans loudly.
Yet his time... something is different. The more Charlotte thrusts her breasts into Hayley Atwell's resilient rack, the more her enormous whoppers are squashed flat. Hayley's tits maintain their large, round shape as Charlotte finds her rack retreating.
The English lass looks up, finally, hissing into the American's face, "Your tits may be bigger than mine... but a proper British rack
always wins in the end!"
Charlotte groans as, to the shock of the entire crowd watching them, her F cups are at last shoved back and conquered by Hayley Atwell's own as the Brit slams the blonde into the turnbuckle, shaking the entire ring!
Hayley ends things by grabbing Charlotte's mane, pulling the blonde's face into her superior bust. McKinney struggles and squirms, trying to wriggle her face out of the pale cleavage to catch even a breath of air. The Brit simply tugs Charlotte's face further into her huge tits. After about a minute, Charlotte's body starts to spasm as her limbs flail sporadically, until finally the esteemed blonde falls limp with one final shudder. Hayley drops her onto the wet sand as the bell rings, putting her foot atop her rival's defeated breasts.
Atwell is moving onto the 'Elite 8'... but as far as she is concerned, be it Jenner or Olsen she is facing, she's already in the final four.
Winner: Hayley Atwell, KO, Breast Smother
The last four matches of round two come soon!
