What do you get when you cram a space with alphas, and leave no betas to be found? At Kyriarch University, you get an endless storm of fights for dominance. None of the boys or girls at this elite east coast college would accept being anything less than the best, and they were not afraid to test themselves against one another in any manner of challenge imaginable, in the classroom or, as was frequently the case, outside of it.
This situation was about to be discovered by two alpha females with explosive results. Addison Rae was the daughter of a Texas oil baron, rich as sin and American as apple pie. Sun bronzed skin, strawberry blonde waist long locks, perfect hourglass figure with just enough meat on it to tempt even the most chaste men. She had never found herself in a situation where she was not the smartest, strongest, hottest girl in the room, until she got accepted into Kyriarch and found herself surrounded by other girls every bit as smart, strong and hot, and more than a few who might have surpassed her. This disturbing realization had changed her normally sunny nature into a surly thunderstorm, ready to erupt against the first true challenge to her status as top woman.
Mei Li Han was a Chinese exchange student, whose father was one of the top party members in the CCP. She had the slender figure and sharp features of an oriental beauty, but combined with a chest so impressive almost everyone erroneously assumed it was fake. The only child of proud parents, she had been raised without once hearing the word “no” applied to her, and was told every day of her superiority over all Western women. When she finally came to America as a student of Kyriarch University, she was horrified to see that this core tenet of her life might not be true. She came to despise all girls who came close to matching her, most of all Addison.
After seeing her across the campus on the first day of class, Mei had decided that this was her true rival. Addison represented everything she hated about American women, from her flannel crop tops, her southern twang, her bright blonde hair, her trademark cowboy hat, but most importantly her impressive tits. Addison was the first girl Mei had ever seen whose size seemed to rival her own.
From that first sighting, Mei had done everything she could to antagonize Addison and assert her dominance. She cut her off in class, pushed past her in the hallways, spoke disparagingly about her to anyone who would listen. Addison was not one to take such challenges lying down, and retaliated in kind, doing all she could to show the Chinese beauty that she was the better woman.
It took less than a week for the situation to boil over. Addison was sunbathing on the campus green, wearing a bright red bikini and lounging on a white towel when the sun was blocked by Mei looming over her. The two tigresses locked eyes with one another, neither looking away, until Mei finally broke the silence and said, “We settle this tonight. Meet me here at ten, if you are not chicken.”
“Finally,” Addison smirked, “I’ve been waiting for a chance to teach you a thing or two about American hospitality. How do you want me to end your little fantasy about being the better woman?”
“No rules,” Mei responded with icy daggers on her tongue, “no mercy. We fight until someone breaks.”
“I was hoping you might say that,” said Addison. “Just remember, you asked for this.” Mei stalked off to her dorm to ready herself for the battle. Addison tried to go back to her relaxation, but found that her heart was pounding too hard for her to keep still. She was excited. This would be her first true test at Kyriarch. She had been in countless scraps before and won every single one, but those were all with inferior women. She had never before come across such a true rival. She relished the challenge and fantasized about how good it would feel to break the Chinese girl.
Meanwhile, Mei was busy planning her strategy. She knew that she was the better woman, but how best to prove it? She imagined slamming her rack against Addison’s until the bronze sacks exploded and left their formerly proud owner humiliated. Or maybe she would claw her face off and force her to go to class with bright red marks showing her failure for the whole school to see. Mei found her breath quickening as she imagined all the different ways she could punish her new rival. The possibility of defeat or pain on her own end never once occurred to her, because what could such a fat American pig do to a Chinese goddess such as herself?
The rest of the day passed in a blur for both girls, until they found themselves staring each other down under the light of a full moon. Both warriors had dressed for the occasion. Addison wore a white push up bra to accentuate the dominance of her chest, with her midriff bared to expose her bronzed abs. A pair of tight fitting red yoga pants clung to her powerful legs. Mei mirrored her opponent with an almost identical black push up bra and blue pair of yoga pants. While her frame was more slender than her opponent, her chest jutted out just as proudly and the fire in her eyes promised that this would not be an easy fight.
Neither girl spoke as they sized one another up. Addison finally broke the silence. “This is your last chance to back out, before I humiliate you and destroy your future at this school.”
“You stupid bitch, you actually think you’re going to win?” Responded Mei with a haughty laugh. “I’m going to make you scream so loud everyone on campus will come running to see me crush your fat chest.”
“Screw you, slut,” growled Addison as she fondled her chest. “My firm tits and I will send your yellow ass back to Beijing.”
Mei lunged forwards with a roar, and the fight began. Addison swung a heavy right hand in what might have been a knockout blow, but Mei ducked under it with ease, her long black hair swaying up behind her. Her eyes focused on her primary target for this battle and the source of much of her anger, her opponent’s chest. Two clawed hands shot out and seized onto two grapefruit sized breasts, then began squeezing with punishing force. Addison shrieked in pain and shock as her sensitive mammaries were mauled by the vicious Chinese.
With an evil smirk, Mei twisted her hands outwards, pulling the two tits in different directions, thereby enhancing the painful hold. At the same time she thrust her leg between Addison’s, seeking to throw her enemy to the ground and secure a dominant position. But Addison was too canny a fighter to go down this soon. She plunged both her hands into Mei’s raven locks and wrenched her head to the side. Mei yelped in pain as she felt her opponent take control of her body and throw her to the side, sending both women spinning to the dirt. Addison quickly swung her leg up and over, securing a pin on Mei. In one fluid motion, she shoved her arms between Mei’s and pushed upwards, forcing Mei to release her hold and bringing Addison’s arms over her head. With the roar of a victorious tigress, Addison swung two fists downwards, striking Mei’s pomelo sized tits dead center. Mei groaned as she felt her firm tit flesh explode outwards, yielding to her rival’s fists. As Addison raised her fists triumphantly for another strike, Mei dimly realized that she needed to act now or the fight was over.
Through a fog of confusion, she twisted her lower body upwards, her long sinewy legs seeking out Addison’s neck from behind. Like a pair of pythons, her legs wrapped around Addison and wrenched her downwards, throwing her off her throne and leaving her lower half dangerously exposed. With a psychotic glee, Mei sat up and plunged a hand down the front of Addison’s pants.
Addison was still trying to figure out what was choking her when she felt a vice grip dig into her cxnt. She shrieked in pain and fear as her arms groped for her opponent, held back by a pair of deceptively powerful legs. Mei twisted and kneaded the sensitive flesh, digging her nails in deep and shivering in delight at each pained scream.
Finally, Addison’s powerful abs allowed her to roll backwards, pulling free from Mei’s punishing grip. Mei tried to grab her, but had to settle for raking her nails against Addison’s toned ass instead, ripping holes in the fabric of her pants.
Both girls quickly rose back to their feet, their chests heaving and their skin moistened with sweat. Mei smirked and fondled her comparatively unharmed breasts.
“Your cow tits are looking pretty rough there, whitey,” she called out mockingly. “Sure you don’t want to give up now before I tear them off your fat chest?” Addison glared, but had to admit that so far, she was getting her ass kicked. If she was going to establish herself as the alpha female, she was going to have to take charge of the fight.
In one fluid motion she reached behind herself, undid the clasp and tossed her bra aside. Her tits slapped against her chest with a deep smack, revealing their impressive weight and firmness. The red marks scored across them barely seemed to bother Addison.
Mei accepted the challenge, angrily ripping off her own bra to reveal her own monster chest. Her tits sat just as proud and firm, although ugly brown blotches spread across the snowy white skin where Addison’s hammer blow had landed. As the two girls compared their respective chests, they were forced to admit that neither could definitively claim the superior pair.
Addison held her hands up in front of her chest, both to protect herself and as a challenge. Slowly, Mei crept forwards, her own hands in a mirrored position, both rivals watching the other carefully. Closer and closer they came, until at some subconscious sign they both pounced, thrusting forwards with their hands and seizing clumps of black and gold hair.The two girls morphed into a twisting hurricane of flying hair, sweaty skin, bloody nails, and shrieking curses. Across the grass they spun, each determined not to let go until she had ripped her enemy’s scalp off.
As the struggle continued, however, Mei began to realize that she was outmatched. Addison was bigger and stronger than her, and was dominating the conflict, forcing Mei to go where she wanted. If she let the fight stay as it was, it was only a matter of time before Addison landed back on top and punished her with another crushing blow. Blinking away the tears from her eyes, Mei launched a knee into Addison’s midsection.
Addison, the canny veteran of a hundred catfights, had anticipated this move and tensed her toned abs to take it. Mei’s strike still stung, but Addison was able to ignore it and deliver one of her own. Mei cried out in pain and fear as she felt the powerful knee drive deep into her midsection, almost doubling her over. Addison grinned, her teeth bared in a savage look of triumph.
“Guess we know who has the better body, don’t we, sugar?” She mocked before throwing another knee. This time, instead of simply lowering her foot she stomped down onto Mei’s toes. Mei could not hold on any longer and released her hold on Addison, trying desperately to stumble away backwards to safety. Addison refused to let her, however, clamping both hands firmly on the Chinese girl’s head and forcing her down. Mei had just enough time to gasp in a desperate breath before her mouth and nose were buried in Addison’s buxom bosom.
“You let me know when you’re ready to surrender,” called Addison, her voice already flush with triumph. “My tits have choked out better girls than you plenty of times.” The thick, voluptuous titmeat created a perfect seal around Mei as she desperately wriggled and writhed, seeking any oxygen she could get. As spots swam across her vision, she employed one last desperate tactic.
Addison watched with joy as the fight slowly drained out of her enemy, secure in the knowledge that she was once again the better woman. She was about to release the hold when a stabbing pain, greater than any so far, lanced through her entire body. She shrieked in horrified shock as she realized that Mei had bitten down hard on her right tit! Like a pit bull with a bone, Mei shook her head and worked her jaw, mauling the formerly flawless tit. Addison cried openly, her hot tears stinging the back of Mei’s neck and fueling the Chinese girl to greater savagery.
“Please, God, let go of my tit!” Addison shrieked. She hammered both fists against Mei’s back, striking bone, muscle, anything to make the pain end. Mei felt her entire body shake as pain erupted along her entire backside, but she refused to relinquish her death grip. Finally, Addison managed to shove her away, staring down in horror at the mangled ruin that had once been her greatest pride.
“You ruined my tit,” she gasped, gently touching the bite marks and bloody scratches that now marred her womanhood.
“You can’t ruin trash,” spat Mei, gasping for air. The world spun around her and her back felt like it had been run over by an elephant, but she wasn’t about to let Addison know that. “Now, are you ready to admit you lost?”
Addison could not stop her tears. Even if she won this fight, she would bear the scars of it forever. For one brief moment, she felt her resolve waver and she wondered if she should surrender now, before her body was ruined further. Then she glanced over at Mei and saw her spit a bloody glob dismissively to the side.
Fire ran through Addison. Ignoring the burning pain in her tits she charged forwards, dropping her shoulders low. Mei, who was convinced that the fight was over, was taken completely off guard as Addison’s shoulder slammed into her gut. The force punched clean through Mei’s abs and literally folded her in half, causing her to black out for several seconds. As her vision returned, she felt Addison straddle her shoulders, pinning each arm under a knee. As Mei dimly tried to plan a counterattack, she felt Addison’s fists rain down onto her face. She screamed as the blows struck her nose, her cheeks, her eyes, marring her beauty, possibly leaving her permanently disfigured. Her shrieks and cries for mercy went unheard as Addison, possessed by the spirit of some ancient barbarian queen, paid back her own punishment tenfold.
After the brutal beatdown had gone on uncontested for nearly a full minute, Addison finally stopped, sat back and admired her handiwork. The once beautiful face of her rival was no more. Any attractive features were hidden beneath black bruises, red swollen flesh, and free flowing blood. Tears ran freely down Mei’s cheeks as the reality set in. She had not only lost, she had been completely destroyed by the better woman, a woman who represented everything she hated in the world.
Addison, gulping down desperate mouthfuls of air, smiled as she realized that it was over and she was victorious. Then the pain returned, and she sobbed quietly as she realized that her tits would never again be as beautiful as they once had been. The victory had been won, but at great cost.
She stood up slowly, staring down at the broken remains of her rival. Her victory felt hollow now. When she first imagined this moment, she had planned to torture Mei further, breaking her tits, her cxnt, until the Chinese girl was forever ruined, but now all she wanted was to go home and soak in a hot bath. She turned and walked away, stopping only to pick up her bra and, after a moment’s thought, Mei’s as well. With her trophy slung over her shoulder, she slowly walked back to her dormitory, leaving the lesser woman bleeding and crying on the cold uncaring dirt.
