The strongest memory that haunted Mei's thoughts was the smell of burnt cookies. It was a simple smell that most people associated with inattention or a distraction at the wrong time, but for her, it was a poignant reminder of a moment that had shaped her life more than she cared to admit. It was the day she and her twin sister, Tasha, had turned 10 years old. They had been left home alone again, their parents nowhere to be found, as was often the case.
The house was messy, dishes were piled in the sink, and laundry was strewn on the floor. In a rare moment of childhood innocence, they decided to bake cookies together, hoping the sweet aroma might convince their parents to come home. But amidst the chaos, the timer had sounded unnoticed and the cookies had gone crisp.
Mei's eyes snapped open, the smell of burnt cookies lingering in her nostrils, as the harsh reality of the present came crashing down upon her. She was in a cold, cramped cell, starkly contrasting to their childhood home's warm, if messy, kitchen. Her heart hammered in her chest and she swallowed the bile rising in her throat.
The events of that fateful night replayed in her mind as she realised where she was, remembering the moment when she had looked over her shoulder to see the horror on Tasha's face as the elderly gentleman collapsed in the convenience store they were robbing. Mei had escaped, her heart pounding and her conscience screaming, but the policemen had caught Tasha, the weight of their actions etched on her tear-streaked cheeks.
Months had passed since then, and Mei had tried to stay on the sidelines, hoping to leave behind the shitty life they had lived so far. But roads had a way of bringing you back, especially when you had nowhere else to go. She missed Tasha, her other half, the only person who truly knew the depth of her pain.
They met when Mei came out of prison, her sister standing at the doors waiting for her. As soon as they met, they threw themselves at each other, hugging as if they never wanted to leave each other again. The two sisters made a promise to each other that if one of them ever fell, the other would continue to fight.
After her time in prison, Tasha had already stopped stealing and being placed in the care of social workers. Reuniting with her sister, they fought their unjust fate, finding a new purpose in the bleakness of their existence, a beacon of hope in the form of Ellie. Just 17 years old, the twins met that girl at a community outreach program. The black-haired head cheerleader had seen something in them, something beyond the tough exterior they had cultivated.
With a smile brighter than the sun and a spirit unbroken by the shadows of their past, Ellie broke through the hearts of the twins. Tasha and Mei looked intensely at each other, thinking the same thing. They would have protected Jessica with all their strength, mourning her for helping them save themselves.
But the allure of their former life never waned, the thrill of the chase, the adrenaline rush that came from living on the edge, was a siren's call that Mei still heard in her darkest moments. And when they entered Jessica's high school, the whispers became louder. Although they may have looked like ordinary girls in school uniforms, their reputation had preceded them. The other students knew who they were and what they were capable of. The twins could feel eyes on them, fear in every look.
The first few days were a minefield of tension. The two girls followed Ellie like shadows, their eyes darting through the crowded corridors, ready to pounce on any threat. They had become her silent sentinels, their fierce loyalty unquestioned. Tasha had changed, the light of Jessica's influence had begun to penetrate the darkness that had once consumed her, but Mei still felt the pull of the shadows. She knew the other girls talked about it, whispered about their pasts, but she didn't care. She had Tasha and now she had Ellie. That was all that mattered.
Then came the day when the whispers became louder. A few months after the school year began, a new student named Audrey came on the scene. She was tall, with a swagger that seemed to defy anyone to cross her path. Her eyes penetrated Mei's the exact moment they saw each other.
At first, the defiance was subtle, a glance here, a snide remark there, but the situation escalated rapidly, culminating in a titfight that shook the very foundation of their new family. The twins had never backed down from a titfight before, and they would not start now. The tension became palpable until one day it snapped like a twig under the weight of their pride. The fight was brutal, a flurry of slaps and breast-to-breast blows that filled the small room they had found. Tasha tried to bring her sister to her senses, but Mei was consumed by the need to prove herself.
The situation calmed down when it became clear that Audrey was too much for Mei, crushing her with force neither twin could foresee. Tasha tried to defend her sister's honour, entering the fight against Louisa while her sister cried on the sidelines, but it was useless. Audrey was too strong for them.
Defeated and injured, they limped away from the fight, with the whispers of the other cheerleaders echoing in their ears. The victory was not only physical; it was a declaration of power, and Audrey enjoyed it to the fullest. She claimed her place as Ellie's right-hand man, and the twins felt the harsh reality of their new position within the group. They were no longer the fearsome pair who had walked the halls with impunity; they had been defeated.
Mei's gaze remained downward, her spirit visibly broken. She knew she had failed Ellie, and guilt for her past choices weighed heavily on her shoulders, but Tasha's eyes burned with a fire of defiance. She had felt the pain of defeat, and it had only served to fuel her determination. At that moment she realized that she had lived too long in her sister's shadow. It was time to step up and forge her own identity, to prove that she was more than just a cheerleader.
As the days passed, the twins noticed a change in the group dynamics. The other members looked to Audrey for guidance, and Jessica seemed to favour her more and more. Both twins felt a twinge of jealousy, channelling it into her training, pushing harder than ever.
The next few months served to reinforce Audrey's presence in the cheerleading group, although the twins felt deep envy for the girl, the two of them admitted that she was a valuable addition to the group. Ellie seemed to be happy with the girl's presence, so Tasha and Mei accepted her, too, to some extent.
***
Jessica settled on the bleachers, the cheerleading competition would begin shortly, yet the brunette felt no pressure on her. The air lightly tousled her hair, the girl smiled as she smelled a faint scent of nuts coming from her right and a light sound of footsteps in her direction.
“Is it free?”
Jessica nodded, listening to the scent strengthen as Ellie sat beside her. The brunette leaned against the stone step behind her, thrusting her breasts out like a clear threat. The ebony girl smiled, aiming her eyes at the breasts of her possible opponent in this ruthless game.
“I'm glad you allowed my little game,” said Ellie, moving closer to the other girl and leaning back in turn.
Jessica squinted at her out of the corner of her eye, the girl was wearing a tight T-shirt that looked like it was about to explode, probably one size smaller than it should be. A playful provocation from the head cheerleader of the rival school, a provocation that amused the brunette.
“Well, it's not every day you get to see something like that,” smiled Jessica, turning to Ellie, ”I hope it's not a waste of time.”
Ellie met the girl's gaze, the smile curved more on the ebony girl's face. She decided to be bolder than the blue-eyed head cheerleader. She turned her body slightly toward the other girl so that her left breast pressed lightly with Jessica's right breast.
“I'm sure the show will be worth the ticket price,” joked Ellie, then pulling out her cell phone ‘Shall we watch together?’ she asked, raising an eyebrow with a mischievous look.
Jessica returned that look, first impassively and then with the same mischief. Inside she had probed every sensation at the exact moment Ellie's breast had touched hers, aware that her rival would do the same. Her firmness, her size, her power. Every useful piece of information found from that contact was stored inside Jessica's mind before she smiled.
“Sounds like a good idea to me,” said the brunette.
Jessica turned slightly toward Ellie, in turn pushing her right tit into her rival left tit, pressing together almost playfully. The glances the two head cheerleaders exchanged gave off nothing but malice and confidence in themselves and their team. From above, a few dozen meters ahead of their position, the voice of the official ICF announcer began the competition.
The teams of cheerleaders filed onto the field in front of the spectators occupying the stands, hiding the stone bleachers from everyone's eyes, waiting to begin. Each team presented all the available girls, except for four candidates who seemed to have absented themselves at the last minute.
“...And with these words, I declare commencement at this year's ICF!” shouted the commentator.
The roar created an incredible din, but it was also the signal for the music to begin and the beginning of what that competition was. Ellie and Jessica looked at each other again, both smiling arrogantly, breasts pressed together and the phone between them, then their eyes focused on the cell phone screen. A real-time camera shot.
Four topless girls.
***
Lauren entered the room first; it appeared completely bare and pure, with the walls on either side formed by mirrors at eye level and white walls, soft neon lights that made for a more sombre atmosphere, and a spongy carpet where her feet sank lightly. An unusual light buzzing teased her ears slightly but nothing she could not bear.
Behind her crossed the threshold Iri crossed the threshold, closing the door behind her. It was the first time she had participated in such an event, and Jessica surprised her by sending her, who had just joined the cheerleading squad, into battle. The head cheerleader had great confidence in her, and Louisa's absence seemed to have worked in her favour.
Once the door was closed, the eyes of the two students in cheerleading uniforms were fixed on their target, placed on the other side of the room. Iri thought she was drunk; she could see two perfectly identical people begin to walk toward them, the arrogant look of someone who is aware of her abilities and who can overcome any adversity, even the one that was in front of her at that moment.
Lauren and Iri walked toward the centre, staring at the twins on the other side. Tasha and Mei smiled, starting to remove their T-shirts as they walked and threw them behind them. Their naked breasts bounced free without fear, threatening as with each step their flesh trembled slightly.
Lauren hissed, and then both she and Iri imitated their rivals, staying topless and walking toward the centre. When the four girls were a few steps away, the twins suddenly increased their speed, launching themselves into a charge against the two opponents placed in front of them. Iri gained self-confidence as she saw the girl rush at her, launching herself forward at the last second to match the force of the rival blow.
Lauren, on the other hand, opened her eyes wide as Tasha's breasts crashed against hers, pushing her back and continuing to carry her back a few steps before the brunette blocked her rival's advance. The fight had begun without any warning, the twins seemed eager to fight, and there was a spark of pure fury and excitement in their eyes, reciprocated later by Lauren and Iri. The watchful eye of the camera is always on them.
“Come on, bring it on,” hissed Tasha, her eyes shining with excitement as she pressed her tits against Lauren.
“I'm going to destroy you, bitch,” hissed the brunette, pushing back ”You won't last more than five minutes.”
“Come on, sister. Let's win these fat cows,” growled Mei, with a sadistic smile on her lips.
“What did you call me?” hissed Iri, pushing hard with her boobs forward.All pairs of breasts were pushed together, crushing each other on contact as the four cheerleaders stared at each other hatefully, pushing forward again to consolidate right away who had the firmer tits, keeping them pressed together.
Tasha and Lauren began weaving their beauties together, alternating directions and sending each fleshy, firm tit over the other, colliding with small slaps. Their flesh moulded together, enveloping the other pair and returning to their original shape with a shake.
Mei squinted her eyes and pushed forward before she and Iri separated. Their tits bounced on their chests slightly, rocking sensuously as the two cheerleaders circled, glaring at each other.
“Cow,” smiled Mei, thrusting her breasts out.
The Italian student gritted her teeth and thrust against her rival, her twin responded in the same way, bringing their breasts into a new collision, each pair pushing back the other slightly, neither seemed to be able to overcome that sudden little test of strength. Pushing forward again, the two cheerleaders began to slide their breasts together, manoeuvring them in every direction against the rival pair.Tasha's nipples seemed to stab Lauren's huge tits as they collided, the American student growled back, in turn stabbing the tender flesh of her Asian rival. Each magnificent breast took to sliding over the other more aggressively as the two girls squeezed harder, tightening their grip on each other's arms. Their movements were fast and strong, insistently slamming their 36EEs together continuously, the sound of meaty slaps and grunts filled the nearby space.
Lauren's heavy tits forced Tasha to take a step back, then another, the Asian student's breasts lifted on the rival pair as Lauren slammed her tits hard into the rival ones, their flesh folded together, mingling on the other's chest, recovering its original shape.
“Bitch!” growled Tasha.
The Asian girl's breasts did not seem to give way despite the force of the rival blows, her flesh slightly flushed as Lauren's did. The two schoolgirls smiled arrogantly as they pulled away and slammed their heavy breasts together again, their breasts flattening on contact as Lauren moaned.
Iri's and Mei's breasts moved in every direction, sliding and rolling against each other, thrown together with brutality, each heavy breast crashed together as the girls increased the intensity without retreating, their breasts continuing to shape evenly. Mei matched each of Iri's thrusts with her breasts, watching from the corner of her eye as her sister recoiled at Lauren's attack.
“Think about what you're doing, bitch,” hissed Iri.
The Italian student wrapped her arms around her Asian rival's back, squeezing her and challenging her from the start to a contest of firmness. Mei moaned as her breasts were crushed by the sudden pressure, her flesh withdrawn against her as her rival grinned wickedly.
“Fuck you!” hissed Mei ”Crazy cow!”
The younger twin in turn wrapped her arms around her rival's back, pulling her tightly to herself. Their breasts joined and moulded brutally, eliciting a groan from both girls, the Asian student's breasts seemed to give way against the Italian pair, and Iri increased the pressure on the enemy breast grind, to fuel that advantage.
Iri's huge tits fell over and around Mei's powerful breasts, the twin grunted from the effort of pushing her breasts forward, their flesh writhing together, trying to reclaim position between their bodies at the expense of the enemy pair.Lauren threw her tits at her rival, slapping them hard as Yuri groaned. Another blow made the Asian student back off again, who moaned loudly.
“You're going down, bitch!” hissed the American student.
Tasha gritted her teeth and looked at her rival with hatred, thrusting her tits forward and colliding hard against her rival breasts with a wet slap. Their flesh jiggled on her chest as they both hissed in pain.
Tasha pushed forward one more time and Lauren imitated her, neither of them wanting to escape the battle, slamming their breasts against each other continuously.
Joining their breasts together, Lauren pushed harder and kept her tits against those of the Asian student. Tasha pushed back, grinding and rolling her tits against her rival's.
No pair was winning over the other, Iri's huge boobs were still firm and high on her chest, challenging Mei's pair that mirrored their shape. The twin lowered her gaze to her breasts, looking up and smiling arrogantly.
Mei threw her breasts hard at Iri's pair, crushing the Italian student's flesh against her chest and pushing them back, slowly resuming their shape.
“Fuck you!” moaned Iri.
The Asian student struck again, pushing her rival back, Iri groaned when she felt her breasts deform against the enemy pair. Mei continued to strike, eliciting more moans from her rival before Iri responded by swinging her breasts to the side.
Mei's breasts bounced wildly from the impact, groaning as Iri struck back with renewed force, the Asian student groaned as her breasts swelled before returning to their original shape, then being slammed against Iri.
“I'll smash those bags to dust, bitch,” hissed Mei.Tasha and Lauren continued to grind their breasts together before the twin raised her breasts and slammed down hard, Lauren groaned in surprise as she felt the sudden weight of the rival pair on her chest.
Lauren's breasts jolted as Tasha slapped her breasts from the side, colliding with the rival pair painfully. Lauren quickly struck back, swinging her breasts against the rival pair and crushing them against Tasha's chest.
“Your tits are nothing compared to mine,” hissed Lauren, ”I can feel my victory in my chest.”
Tasha rubbed her boobs into Lauren without warning, causing her rival to flinch back with a shock on her face, stumbling to the ground when her twin hit her again.
“I'm going to break your chest, bitch,” growled Tasha, climbing on top of her rival.
The twin dropped her huge tits on the enemy pair, and Lauren's moans grew in intensity. The American student tried to wriggle out of the way, but her rival pinned her underneath her as her boobs flattened her rival's more and more.
A desperate gesture and Lauren managed to escape, finally hitting Tasha's breasts hard and causing her to moan in pain. Once on their feet, the two girls took to circling each other before pouncing on each other again.
Mei swung her breasts as Iri thrust forward, striking the rival pair and blocking the movement of the Asian student, who grunted in despondency. Mei pulled back, slamming forward more forcefully.
Iri's huge breasts crushed at the point of impact as Mei tried to force back the enemy flesh with a hiss. Another push and the two girls crashed together with a loud slap, groaning as the noise covered the clash near them.
Iri's flesh crushed inward as Mei's breasts seemed to spill outward, Mei's hands grabbed rival shoulders and slammed forward again.
The Italian student moaned before pushing back, lifting the Asian cup with her chest muscles. The twin struck again and Iri responded in the same way, their breasts yielding together, sliding as the two girls hissed, nipples wrestling relentlessly in the flesh, piercing areolas and bending each other.
“Is that all you got, cow?” smiled Mei arrogantly.
“I'm just getting started, you Asian whore,” hissed Iri.
The Italian student squinted her eyes, launching herself forward as Mei responded with a powerful thrust, the meaty slap echoing through the room as their tits jiggled violently. Mei moaned, feeling her breasts sag against the rival pair.Lauren's tits pressed against her chest as Tasha let herself fall onto her, their breasts swelling together as the American student groaned. Lauren grabbed her rival by the shoulders, but Tasha still used her weight to force her pair into the enemy's. The twin's pair came down on Lauren's breasts, crushing them again.
“Get off me, bitch!” shouted Lauren.
The twin smiled wickedly before slamming down once more before her rival managed to knock her off. The two girls quickly rose to their feet, the American student rolling away to get away so she could get up without worry. Her eyes betrayed her anger and pain.
“I was almost there,” hissed Tasha with a smile.
Growling, Lauren pushed her breasts against her rival with all the strength she had, Tasha was thrown back before returning and swinging her breasts against the American couple. Lauren groaned, gritting her teeth before swinging back and beginning a painful slapfight.
Mei's breasts were struck again by Iri's powerful torque, the twin grunted in discomfort but squinted her eyes before leaping forward, catching her rival by surprise. The Italian student stepped back, grunting as Mei continued to strike. The twin's tits thrust directly into the rival pair, flattening them and making them swell at the sides. One more thrust and Iri stepped back again.
"Fuck!" moaned Iri.
Iri's flesh flattened again against Mei's pair, and with impetus, the Italian student grabbed the rival arms and slammed back with her heavy, flushed breasts. Their 36EEs slapped together noisily, causing the twin to moan and her eyes to open wide. The Asian pair was distracted from her perfect form, getting occupied by the rival pair before Mei pushed back, making up for lost ground.
"I'm going to flatten you completely, bitch," hissed Iri "Do you feel your tits yielding to mine, cow?"
Mei's eyes flashed with frustration and jealousy, the sweat on their skin helping the twin respond, slapping her breasts against the rival pair and grinding them faster. Iri bit her lip, responding to the grinding, both could feel their breasts softening as time passed.Lauren and Tasha continued to slam their tits together, the American student hurled her tits at the rival pair, and the twin grunted in discomfort before slamming back and reclaiming the lost space.
Lauren's flesh splashed outward, spreading to the sides before struggling back. Tasha slid her breasts against the enemy pair, pushing her huge breasts into Lauren's chest, the student lowered her gaze to her softening flesh.
Lauren growled and brought her breasts down on top of the rival pair to thrust downward, forcefully crushing her rival's breasts. Their flesh trembled violently, their eyes fixed on their tits meeting again, flattening together.
"You're going to lose, bitch!" hissed Tasha with a slight smile.
"I'll wipe that shit smile off your face," growled the American student, "Just like I'll wipe your bags off your chest!"
Pushing their tits together, their flesh squished in the centre, soft and flushed from the constant fighting. Lauren's breasts fell beneath her rival's, sliding then on top and changing position again and again.
Whenever Lauren had the chance, she used the weight of her breasts to push down, causing her rival pain. Tasha continued to thrust, pulling back to align their breasts and strike again.
Their flesh continued to swell outward as each girl tried to force back her opponent's breasts, slowly grinding her torque against her counterpart. Their flesh continued to slide and slap together, losing firmness as their bodies joined with more pressure.
"Die, bitch!" screamed Tasha.
The response was a howl of pain, Lauren gritted her teeth as her rival increased the pressure once more, her breasts widening at the sides and flattening in the middle. The American student pushed back, getting a groan from Tasha.
"You'll not win!"
The sentence on interrupted by a painful moan, Tasha pushed back hard, their flesh trembled violently but Lauren felt her pair suddenly give way. She tried to push back but her twin's tits continued to advance.
Lauren threw her head back, moaning loudly as her breasts flattened against her chest. Her eyes filled with tears of humiliation as Tasha pushed harder, causing her rival to collapse to the floor with her on top.
"Nooooooo!"
Lauren screamed in pain when Tasha landed on her, completely crushing the waist of her breasts. The twin continued to slowly grind her best tits into the defeated pair, smiling mischievously, before she heard a scream come from behind her.
The two girls continued to push their tits together, Mei and Iri using every muscle to force their flushed breasts harder against their rival's, shifting their weight forward to increase the pressure on their breasts. The Italian student grunted when Mei's tits pushed against hers, digging into her flesh, groaning when Iri pushed back, showing her ferocity.
"Your tits will yield to mine!" hissed Mei "You're just a fat cow..."
The twin's words died in her throat as her rival violently pushed her heavy tits into the rival pair, her flesh giving way to Iri's breasts. The two students aligned their breasts together, thrusting forward but Mei moaned loudly. The twin lowered her gaze to the struggling breasts, watching as Iri's better tits took up more space between them.
"You're going down, bitch," hissed Iri.
Mei looked up, growling as she tightened her arms around her rival's body, grinding her tits into the rival pair. The Italian student sighed in frustration, feeling her rival continue to fight but she could feel the enemy pair give in more and more.
The two schoolgirls continued to fight but it was Mei who kept moaning the most, her flesh warping more and more against the rival pair. Iri tightened her grip, slamming her huge tits forward, digging into her rival's chest. The Asian student sighed in pain, feeling her flesh flatten more and more. The Italian student continued to squeeze, pushing her tits forward more and more against Mei's increasingly defeated pair.
"Who's the cow now?" whispered Iri in Mei's ear, leaning into her.
The Italian student slammed her breasts forward, pushing back her shoulders to increase the pressure as much as she could. The twin's breasts were simply crushed by the overwhelming force, flattening against her chest as pain exploded inside her, forcing her to scream out her defeat and pain.
Mei's arms fell to her sides, her heavy body was left by Iri, and the twin fell to her knees in tears. Her breasts were floppy on her chest, drooping and lifeless while Iri's pair was still firm and perfect. The Italian student turned toward her companion, expecting to find her standing and victorious.
Her eyes saw Tasha a few steps away, kneeling before Lauren weeping and defeated, her breasts only a shadow of what they were.Tasha and Iri stared at each other for long seconds, their breasts still firmly on their chests rising and falling relentlessly. The twin looked at her sister behind the Italian student, and Iri looked at Lauren behind the Asian rival, the idea immediately dawned in their heads that they would have to destroy the other girl if they wanted to reach their allies.
The Asian student was too tired to get up, she did not have the strength to get back on her feet and fight. Her eyes betrayed the thought, and Iri smiled. She had an advantage over her rival, she was still standing, it would have been enough to throw herself at the girl on the ground and wrestle her to the top to win...but when Iri took a single step, her leg gave out on them, and she dropped to the ground with a surprised look on her face.
The fight had consumed her energy, her legs were shaking after the fight against Mei and had not held up, suddenly both were at the same height only a few steps away. Tasha gained confidence again now that she saw her rival in the same state as her while Iri felt frustrated at losing her trump card.
Staring at each other, the two female students came closer, flinging their breasts at the last second, their flushed flesh met with a painful slap, witnessing their moans as their nipples penetrated rival flesh. Both pairs of 36EEs pushed against each other, severely flattening together. Tasha's breasts slid over and then under the rival pair, sliding as the two students rotated their shoulders.
"My breasts...are better..." whispered Tasha, panting.
Iri slid her breasts over the rival tits, pushing down using their weight, bringing them down below the level of the Asian student's chest and pushing up hard, burying her nipples in Tasha's soft flesh.
"My breasts...will win..." whispered Iri as her rival bit her lip.
The twin pushed back, bringing her pair inside the rival's cleavage and manoeuvring her to push them to the sides, Iri sighed as she felt her flesh deform considerably and watched the space between their bodies being occupied by the rival pair. The Italian student tightened her grip to increase the pressure on their chests, bringing her breasts against the rival pair and slapping them in a swift movement.
Tasha groaned, bringing her breasts on top of the rival pair and pushing down to weigh on the rival chest, grunting when she felt Iri push up and cancel her move by countering it with an upward thrust, then slamming them forward hard. Both schoolgirls moaned as their soft breasts warped, trembling with each step.
The students' arms tightened more, thrusting and beginning to cry as the pain in their breasts grew more than they could bear, neither wanted to feel their breasts being crushed by the rival pair, each had to prove that she was the better woman. Iri had just arrived in the cheerleading group and could not handle defeat from the very first time. Tasha was in the same boat, she owed her life to Ellie, the head cheerleader was banking on her and her sister, and she had to repay that trust.
Tasha moaned when she felt Iri's heavy 36EE press against hers, pushing them back, her flesh moulded around the rival pair, then Iri gasped when the twin pushed back, the Italian flesh opened to the side leaving room for the heavy pair. The two girls' grip tightened, and Iri slammed her sweaty tits into the Asian student's pair, Tasha moaned but responded in the same way, the space between their bodies kept changing rhythmically.
"You're... over..." hissed Iri.
The twin slammed her breasts into the Italian student's heavy pair, making her gasp as their flesh is warped.
"You...lost..." hissed Tasha.
The Italian student slammed back, pushing hard into the Asian student's pair, she moaned loudly.
Hugging tightly, thrusting their breasts forward both felt their bodies jerk again, the two students threw their heads back, moaning in despair as their soft breasts spread and moulded against their rival chests. Their breasts flattened heavily, deflating downward as the two students' bodies came closer together.
The flesh of both girls gave way as the rival pair pushed forward, liquefying in turn as Tasha groaned. Iri moaned summarily as her breasts hung defeatedly downward, following the rival pair in the final descent that led them to complete defeat. Both, probably instinctively, parted to thrust forward once more, as if both were seeking confirmation that they had been defeated.
Their boobs simply surrendered against each other, leading Iri and Tasha to moan and sob before their grasps, without strength as Tasha's body fell to the ground, Iri remained on her knees, her arms left above her legs with her palms facing upward, her tear-filled eyes continued to watch her defeated boobs just as her twin wept at having felt her flesh give way completely and flatten against her chest.
The surreal scene looked like a symmetrical painting, a twin and the American student were lying on the ground with their breasts hanging at their sides, defeated and destroyed, Mei and Iri were kneeling with their arms hanging from their bodies and their breasts drooping, their tearful eyes fixed on their once proud pair. Their battle had found no victor, no team-no woman had succeeded.
***
Jessica's and Ellie's eyes saw the end of the battle between their cheerleaders, looking up only as Tasha and Iri mourned their defeat. The two head cheerleaders went back to looking at each other, staring intently. Ellie smiled, pressing her boob more into Jessica's.
"Looks like it's a tie" smiled the ebony girl "It's a shame Louisa isn't participating."
"She is busy" smiled Jessica, pressing back "It will be up to us to resolve the stalemate"
They both felt the pressure building, both of their hardened nipples pushing through the fabric against their enemy's tit, the cheerleader battle had turned them on and made them eager to fight each other. None knew who would prevail but it would surely be a tough fight between two proud women.
***
Ana sat in the stands, high enough to see the show. A soft blanket covered her legs, although the temperature was quite warm. The air, however, was cold, and to avoid any illness she had taken care to bring it, a little sorry that she did not have a chance to attend the ICF.
“May I sit down?”
Ana looked up, her eyes meeting those of the girl who had asked the question. Her nipples hardened instantly, feeling her jealousy and competitiveness flare up. The blonde wore a white T-shirt with the opening just above the neckline and a short black skirt; underneath she had not worn a bra for comfort. In front of her, the girl was dressed exactly, and judging by the nipples that seemed to pierce the fabric, the other was also without a bra.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” growled Ana, squinting.
Louisa smiled, sitting down beside the blonde, thigh to thigh. The two women stared into each other's eyes, immediately feeling the hatred and rivalry rising within them, their nipples beginning to harden.
“Well, it's time to play again,” hissed the brunette.
