The past was to be left behind, any change always leads to compromise with one's self, it only takes one step like the first man on the moon. From the outside people could never see the suffering and the times you cried, some wounds do not go away even with time.
Ashley could still feel them inside her, every memory and every image coming back to haunt her, those wounds deeper than they seem, healing only on the surface but deep down changing you inside.
The girl's eyes opened slightly, the sound of water rippling as a few children entered the pool. The Sun warmed Ashley's skin, drying it from the drops of water left after the plunge into the cold water.
It had been about a month since the resort episode, and now Ashley seemed to have finally returned to her perfect form. That Instagram bitch had only managed to catch her because she had not fully recovered her energy from the previous fight.
"Pure luck," she hissed to herself.
She still remembered the painful sensation of her breasts pinned against her chest, the smaller but firm pair of her rival crushing her life, publicly humiliating her. She had watched as her profile had been destroyed, erasing it while no one seemed to want to follow her anymore after her defeat.
Every ending, however, always represents a beginning. Ashley had discovered that, despite everything, becoming almost anonymous had its merits. No longer did anyone seem to have the desperate need to go to her for photos, interrupt her relaxing days, or simply disturb her. She was finally free from that ubiquitous cage.
She was in a public swimming pool, a place where at least a score of people would come up to disturb her. Fame has always been a double-edged sword, but this time the scabbard was thicker than usual. She was finally relaxing where she would usually never be able to. It was already the third consecutive day of summer that she had gone to that pool, and aside from the stares of husbands and the dirty looks of wives, there were no other particular stares.
Until now.
The girl was sure she had not seen anyone before that could make her nervous, certainly not the lifeguard. Yet today the boy who usually sat in red shorts had not been seen; in his place was a girl Ashley had not recognized. She was hard to miss, the blonde was taller than canon, in her black bikini and red shorts she was a sight for sore eyes, a toned ass, and breasts that looked big even from the other side of the pool where Ashley was lying.
The sunglasses did not give away where the lifeguard was looking, but the brunette felt a familiar tingle inside. The brown eyes returned to the blonde's toned figure whenever they could as if drawn to her.
The whistle hanging from the blonde's neck was brought to her mouth, resonating around the pool. The lifeguard rose from her chair under the umbrella, put down her sunglasses, and dove into the water, joining a group of boys playing drowning games. Ashley watched as the blonde sang to the people before reaching the ladder not far from where the brunette was.
Ashley's eyes remained on the figure of the blonde coming out of the water, lingering on the heavy breasts swaying wetly. It was hard to look up, but when the brunette did she saw the blonde's face turned toward her. Ashley could feel it, she could feel the blonde's gaze on her, looking at the same things.
The lifeguard, however, turned around after almost a second, retracing her steps back to her guard post. Sitting down, the blonde returned to putting on her sunglasses and beginning the visual patrol. Ashley inside felt a kind of offense, as if for the blonde she was not ... enough.
She sat down, opening her legs and placing her feet on the ground as she aimed her gaze better beyond the pool, focusing on the woman who seemed to be ignoring her. It was a childlike feeling, but inside Ashley felt an uncomfortable weight inside her.
The blonde looked around until she seemed to finally stop on the brunette. The lifeguard's head remained still for a few seconds, long enough for Ashley to thrust her chest out, raising her arms and looking with a sneer at the blonde.
The lifeguard remained motionless, enough to make the brunette think she was being ignored again. It was frustrating for her, now that she was supposed to have peaked again...but after a few more seconds, the blonde's lips parted in a bright laugh.
The lifeguard slowly pushed her breasts out, taking a few seconds to stretch and continue looking in the brunette's direction. Soon after, the blonde returned to a neutral position, continuing to look around.
The sound of a dip made the lifeguard turn around; Ashley was no longer on the deck chair but in the water, emerging with her head as she cooled off.
The sunglasses were placed on the side table, compressed the whistle. Reaching out before standing up, the blonde dived into the water.
Ashley had watched the lifeguard's body swim underwater until it reached her, emerging close. Their eyes met in an instant, searching each other as they both learned their primal interest in the other.
"I know what you're doing, girl," whispered the lifeguard, looking Ashley in the eyes.
"Oh?" asked the brunette innocently, "What are you talking about?"
"You may as well stop showing off your fat tits," hissed the blonde, bending her head slightly to the side as she smiled, approaching each other as if they knew each other "In two hours I'll have a change... Be ready."
Ashley and the blonde allowed brief contact between their breasts as they spoke, each probing the rival force, feeling the jealousy rising and the determination to want to break the enemy pair.
"I will take the Sun until then," hissed Ashley.
The lifeguard smiled, pressing her pair forward more. Ashley felt the weight of the rival boobs, comparing them to her own as she pushed back.
"I'm Maria."
"Ashley."
"All right, Ashley. See you in a bit."
The lifeguard broke contact, the brunette felt her breath quicken with excitement as the blonde rose from the edge of the pool, returning to her seat.
Ashley recovered her lying position, continuing to cast arrogant, jealous glances at the blonde on the other side of the pool, who responded without even wearing her sunglasses anymore.
Both agreed on one thing, having had the same thought as they pressed their breasts together, drowning them underwater. "I can take her…".
The two hours passed without either of them being able to do anything to speed up the time. Knowing that they were going to dance, time seemed to dilute itself to increase their anticipation.
When the other boy arrived both Ashley and Maria snapped. Watching the blonde greet her colleague and speak to him briefly, the brunette stood up only when the blonde turned toward her.
She followed her a few steps back, continuing toward the locker room but changing course soon after, entering an access area for workers only. Two hedges began to hide the two girls as their bare feet walked on the stone tiles until they felt the artificial grass beneath them.
Once through a wooden door, Ashley and Maria found themselves in a small open space near what must have been the changing room where the lifeguards changed. Maria stopped far from the entrance, in the middle of the vacant lawn to face the brunette, who followed her in small steps.
"No one will disturb us here. It's just you and me," smiled the blonde, placing her hands on her hips, "And our breasts."
The brunette imitated the rival pose, thrusting out her breasts and watching as the lifeguard did the same a few steps away. Both had two full and heavy pairs, working them together would be hard and probably painful, but neither thought of going down on the other.
"I didn't like it when you called them fat, Maria," hissed the brunette, laying a hand on her chest, "Your bags will be punished by my twins for this."
Maria giggled, bringing her hand in front of her mouth as she seemed to be blatantly teasing her rival. The blonde lifted her breast and let it bounce against her chest.
"Punish? They will simply pillow my girls, Ashley."
Ashley grunted in amusement at the teasing and began to remove her red top, revealing her heavy, magnificent breasts. The blonde watched in silence as the rival pair was perfectly round, each breast sat high in the chest, with a small pink areola from which the large nipples, already hard from the breeze, emerged fiercely. Ashley dropped the bikini top to the floor, lifting her breasts with an arrogant look.
"What’s about…" smiled the brunette, massaging her breasts, "Whoever wins, gets the other's top."
Maria did not respond, simply returned the rival gaze and began to remove her bikini top. Ashley tightened her lips, having to admit that she was impressed by the rival pair. Maria's tits were big, very big, they could rival her pair with no problem. The blonde's breasts were tall and round, with dark pink areolas from which threatening turgid nipples emerged.
Maria slid the top to the floor and the two women stood in silence for a moment, looking at each other, each comparing her pair with the rival pair. Mary had larger areolas while Ashley's nipples seemed thicker and longer. It was almost impossible to decree which pair was bigger, but Maria seemed convinced that she had lost that first silent contest.
"I will slowly demolish you, bitch," Maria smiled confidently, shifting her gaze to Ashley and raising her hands to lift her blond hair "I need a new top."
Ashley squinted her eyes and reached forward, slamming her breasts against Maria's and wrapping her arms around the blonde's back. The girl grunted as the four breasts met, grabbing the brunette's body in turn.
The two girls hissed and grunted, pushing their breasts together forcefully, neither seemed to be able to sense weakness of any kind in the rival pair, forcing them to increase their strength.
Their bare feet kept moving on the synthetic grass, trying to force their rival back as they squeezed with all the strength they had, trying to resist the rival force and overcome it.
The Sun shone high above their heads, Ashley felt her flesh warming under the rays as sweat began to soak into her flesh. The breasts began to slide between them, back and forth as they were forced together.
Slowly, Mary began to moan as the brunette felt more and more struggle to breathe, the pain emanating from their breasts growing stronger and stronger, a sign that the rival pair exerted incredible force.
"You're going down, Blondie," hissed Ashley, clutching her rival body "I can feel how your pair is cracking."
Maria gritted her teeth, casting an angry glance at the brunette as she slid her breasts over the enemy pair. Pushing down, the blonde heard the rival moan, making her smile.
"Looks like I'm not the one in danger, bitch."
Despite the arrogant words, neither could feel any difference in the firmness and shape of the rival breasts, wondering whether their pair was getting the better of them or not.
Mary lowered her gaze; she had had a peculiar feeling as if Ashley's breasts had begun to soften at last.
The blonde looked up, seeing how Ashley lifted her head as she pushed her breasts forward, forcing the blonde's pair back.
Had it been just a feeling? Mary tried to probe her mind, continuing to fight as the brunette tried to fight back each move.
She pushed her tits into Ashley harder, forcing the brunette to step back. The two girls' grip faltered, allowing the blonde to gain momentum for the successful blow.
The breasts bounced on the next impact, Ashley's flesh being shaken as Mary's breasts pressed hard against her, inflicting damage on the blonde's pair as well.
"You're going down, bitch," growled Ashley, bumping into the blonde's pair.
Mary sighed, pressing her flesh into that of the brunette still, feeling how the two pairs swelled together.
"Your flabby purses don't stand a chance!" hissed the blonde, pushing the brunette back before striking.
Maria tried to ram her breasts into Ashley's pair, but the brunette slammed her heavy pair into the rival breasts just before. The blonde grunted, bending to her knees and pulling herself up violently when she saw the brunette try to grab her by the shoulders.
The upward stroke hit the rival pair perfectly, forcing Ashley to let out a loud moan when she felt her breasts sag against her. Maria immediately grabbed her opponent's arms next, pulling the brunette to herself.
"Noouh!" moaned Ashley.
Maria laughed, tightening her grip and sending her pair against her rival's left breast. The encounter was a meaty slap, followed by another moan from the brunette when she felt the weight of the rival pair press just one of her breasts.
Her flesh trembled again as the blonde brought her breasts to the top, forcing Ashley's chest to bear the weight of both.
Lowering them hard, Maria's breasts pressed into Ashley's pair in an epic challenge of firmness. Maria's eyes widened, however, when the brunette encircled the blonde's body.
Tightening her grip, she increased the pressure on their breasts and Ashley allowed herself a smile when she felt the blonde's heavy pair lose ground against her heavy pair.
"I'm going to rip your tits off, Barbie!" hissed Ashley.
The brunette pulled back to create space between their breasts before slamming her chest forward, ramming Maria's pair hard. The blonde moaned loudly, throwing her head back as their breasts swelled together.
Maria grunted in annoyance before pushing back, forcing her pair to slam into her rival's. Ashley's eyes widened as she felt her pair flatten and swell outward so powerfully, lowering her gaze as her tits returned to their original shape.
Maria savored the brunette's surprised gasp as she again brought her cup atop Ashley's. Without warning, the brunette threw her pair from the bottom up, catching Maria's tits that still had not settled perfectly.
Maria yelped as her tits were jolted around, backing away a few steps and releasing the grip she had on her rival body. Ashley immediately pushed her pair forward, meeting Maria with a slap.
The blonde's tits spread out to the sides, squeezed where Ashley's breasts pressed hard. Maria growled angrily, pushing back and catching up.
"You won't be able to keep going any longer," hissed Ashley.
Maria responded with a hiss, slamming her breasts into the rival pair again with a wet slap. Ashley grunted, slamming back and beginning a meaty slap challenge.
Maria and Ashley moaned and cursed at each other as their breasts collided hard, losing the number of blows delivered and suffering as the heavy, reddened breasts caused the two girls increasing pain.
The blonde pulled back, preparing for a new swing, but Ashley managed to anticipate her rival, slamming her pair frontally into the enemy's.
Mary threw her head back, remaining breathless as her breasts flattened painfully, spilling around the brunette's firm pair. Ashley looked down to see her tits begin to gain important space against the rival pair.
The brunette heard the blonde moan as she strained her heavy torque into her counterpart, rubbing them relentlessly as the blonde growled and pushed back to not give Ashley too much room.
Maria pulled back, finally slamming your tits forward hard. The brunette's pair warped on impact, but Ashley refused to let out moans, biting her lips.
The brunette then pulled back and imitated the rival move, her tits meeting Mary's tits with a wet slap, her big watermelons sinking into the rival pair. They both pushed together, feeling their pairs warp and mingle against each other.
Although she was sure she was the better woman, Maria again felt her tits begin to soften. Fear began to creep into her, and the knowledge that her rival was beginning to beat her began to consume her.
She looked up, meeting Ashley's eyes, finding mutual awareness of the situation. The brunette felt the blonde still giving everything she had, fighting desperately not to be defeated.
Maria felt her eyes burning, each time her breasts met Ashley's, her flesh seemed to deform more with each thrust, being flattened against her chest.
Mary, however, could see how Ashley's flesh withdrew against hers, though to a lesser degree. The brunette was not far from defeat; she could still win.
The blonde's quickened breaths did not stop her desperate assaults, moving her breasts against the brunette's pair to break the enemy's resistance, ignoring the incredible pain she felt.
Ashley pushed again, rising on tiptoe and laying her breasts atop Maria's pair. The blonde's eyes widened as she suddenly felt herself sinking, legs trembling.
Ashley smiled, reading the desperation in the blonde's eyes as slowly her body sagged backward. The brunette rose as high as she could, finally pushing her pair down.
Mary moaned loudly as she felt her flesh being crushed senseless, the excessive weight of Ashley's tits causing her rival body to collapse to the ground with a groan of pain and defeat.
Ashley immediately climbed on top of the blonde, pinning her to the ground and feeling how Martina's tits were giving her last resistance.
Maria closed her eyes, feeling her tits now at their limit, no longer able to sustain the rival firmness. There was nothing she could do, it was a matter of little time.
Ashley rose on her arms, creating space between their breasts. Her tits hung down toward the blonde like two huge drops of water, the same drops that slammed into the blonde's helpless tits when the brunette let herself fall.
"Noooooo!" cried Maria.
The moan did not seem to satisfy the brunette, who stood up again only to let herself fall. Her tits smashed into the blonde's, oppressing them against her chest.
"What's up, bitch?" smiled Ashley with a sadistic grin on her face, "Have your tits reached their limit?"
Maria opened her eyes, staring at the brunette slowly grinding her breasts into her rival breasts. She felt hatred, pain, sadness, jealousy. All this was screamed by her gaze.
"You fucking biiiiiitch!" the blonde's insult turned into a moan as Ashley increased the pressure on Maria's chest.
The brunette stood up again, letting herself fall. Pain coursed through the blonde's body, howling in pain as her rival rose again. Maria felt her breasts beg for mercy from her, a plea to stop this.
Maria grabbed Ashley, closing her arms weakly on her back so that she could no longer stand up.
"Give it up, damn you!" growled Ashley.
The brunette then continued to grind her tits into the blonde, lowering her gaze to see how the rival breasts' resistance cracked more.
With each passing minute, Mary groaned but forced herself to grind back, crying but casting an obnoxious look at the brunette.
It was too late though, Ashley watched as her breasts had almost completely obscured Maria's pair. There was nothing more she could do, and they both knew it.
After a long, interminable minute, Maria's arms opened and fell to the floor without force. Ashley's tits had completely ground Maria's tits flat.
"No more...no more."
The blonde's surrender finally came, and Ashley welcomed it as a painful but well-deserved victory. She still felt immense pain in her breasts, despite the bravado she was displaying.
The brunette lay still for a few seconds, her breasts still pressed into the blonde's flat couple. Once she had recovered some of her breath, the brunette slowly stood up, her flesh leaving Mary's so that the blonde could sigh with relief.
Once on her feet, Ashley had to lean against the wall of sudden dizziness; she was fatigued and had yet to recover. The brunette stared again at Maria, lying on the floor sobbing. She took the blonde's top, clutching it in her hand like a relic marking a new future.
Her tits ached but in a different way. The feeling of having won acted as an invigorator, her proud breasts seemed to have returned to their glory. She allowed herself a serene, almost liberating smile.
The world would tremble, and Ashley was finally back.
