European Model Cage-fight and Sexfight Association Preliminaries Round Four Fight 2:
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Brunettes vs Blondes Ozana Love 2-1 & Antonia Iacobescu 2-0 vs Iryna Ivanova 2-1 and Mandy D 0-2
“Guess whose back, back again,” the busty blonde sang to herself in the tune of the sexy rapper Slim Shady Eminem. “Mandy's back. Tell a friend!” Mandy strolled the streets near the Spanish airport awaiting a ride from a Foxy Corps android. The blonde Romanian who had trained under Antonia had worked with UFSO and the MFL to conquer serum air after smoking serum had made her sick before. Mandy was so excited to be back and to put it to her stupid friends Ozana and Sara. Mandy got chills. Ozana was just a bitch, telling Mandy to not text or call, and Sara had ignored Mandy's attempts to communicate. Sara was always too good, too strong, or too busy for Mandy, and Mandy was sick of it. She put a cream colored jacket over her shoulders. She wore a white crop top and jeans. She put on sunglasses and put her hair up into a ponytail.
Delia and her bot Robert arrived in a mini limo. Mandy was going to ride in fashion. She didn't see which android was driving the limo, and didn't care. Mandy had seen Robert on the App, and thought he was as hot as the UFSO employee she liked to rub up against named Bert. Mandy had been focused training though, and had all sorts of devious plans that Megan was interested in. Delia did not give Mandy a warm welcome as Mandy got in the limo. Delia looked good in a black tank top and skirt, but Mandy had the goods Robert liked. Mandy had big boobs and full control of serum air to go into her pores and puff out her chest more to bump the hot bearded bot with her tits as she got in the luxurious back seat. Mandy said, “Do you still not believe that I'll be on your side now, Delia?!”
“It's not so simple as to just have clear cut sides,” Delia said. “Antonia's one of my best friends. I can't say I've ever liked you. I don't care if you're loyal or coming back, I just don't like the idea that Megan is going to give you a chance to fight and take Antonia's spot in the tournament.”
“Well, Antonia's a traitor,” Mandy said. “I mean, so am I.” Mandy put her arms in the air behind her head, tempting Robert. The beginning of the ride was bumpy, so Mandy was happy to make her boobs jiggle more than necessary to keep Delia annoyed and the attention on her. Mandy giggled and acted like she was going to take her bra off under her top. Delia looked like a cat with her ears back, shoving a glass of champagne into Robert's hands. His sensors wouldn't allow him to be affected by alcohol, but all 3 people toasted and drank. Mandy wished that Megan had come along for this, but beggars couldn't be choosers. Mandy was happy to get another chance at EMCASA. She downed her champagne and said, “I'll do whatever Megan asks this time around for the rest of the EMCASA season. Her mind control collar and whatever is not my business. My business is proving I got better than my mentor and housing my friends!!”
“And apparently flirting with Robert,” Delia said. “I hope you lose.”
“I can feel my tits around Antonia's throat already,” Mandy said, putting the champagne glass underneath her shirt and bra to demonstrate. Robert thought she was going to break the glass, and reached under, fondling boobs to stop her. Delia was not happy to see Mandy's bra fall. She swooped it up, rolled down the window, and tossed it out. Mandy's dirty blonde hair and ponytail whipped around in the moment with the window near her down too. Mandy filled out that white top a little too well. She touched her thighs past the holes in her trashy jeans and batted her eyes at Robert, making small talk that he enjoyed too much for Delia's taste. Delia wanted to fight Mandy by the time they got back to the estate, but that wasn't going to happen.
With the reasoning for who could request matches now being officially posted on the EMCASA website, Alexis, Ashley, and Natasha were trying over and over again to schedule fights, but were getting rejected and blocked out of the App. Megan's motives were clear and going against what Uncle Justin wanted for fairness per round. Megan planned to tell everyone that Alexis, Ashley, Natasha didn't request fights, but they were bitching a lot about not getting in on the App to everyone all the time. Ashley was dumb and thought she'd ruined her phone. The footage could be edited, but Megan was worried if she should try and hide the deleted scenes from her uncle and the staffers, or explain that her methods and plans for the tournament were best and with the fans in mind. No one should want to see any of those three uglies fight again.
Megan and F6 walked down the marble staircase to the fighting cage in the basement. Delia, Robert, and Mandy were waiting down there. Mandy was playing with the thermostat to see how low it would go. Delia huddled up against Robert. The blonde in the ponytail, Mandy, pulled her jacket over her body to snuggle herself a few seconds. Then she looked at Delia and grinned. Mandy said, “It can get cold in here! Brr! But if you've got enough fat and energy on your body and can do serum air like me, it's not so cold.”
“I hope Megan beats the fuck out of you for messing with the temperature,” Delia said. Mandy pranced over to her bags and took off her jacket. She puffed out her chest, which was looking massive and enhanced. Mandy was busty, but seemed to be controlling her cup size at will. Her white tank top was stretched so thin now from the enhancement, her erect nipples were threatening to cut the cloth.
“Hug me, Robert, and feel how warm I am!” Mandy said. Robert looked to Delia who rolled her eyes, shook her head, and looked away.
“Perhaps I should see what she means about the serum air,” Robert said, approaching slowly. Mandy took off her top, tearing into the thin tank and ruining it before whipping it at Robert's erection. He was very aroused by what he saw. Mandy dropped the shirt and hugged him, pressing big warm bosoms into his perfect musculature. Robert looked away blushing as Mandy grabbed his hands and forced him to fondle her hooters.
“Put on some clothes, whore,” Delia groused, rooting around in Mandy's bag. Delia pulled out a thick white crop top. Her legs were cold in a skirt and Robert hadn't looked at her butt at all.
“Hot, right?!” Mandy asked, standing on her tiptoes and puffing up her rack. Robert nodded. He bent over to get Mandy's jacket and handed it to her. Mandy slung it over her shoulder and said, “When I beat Antonia, you and Delia can come join me for sex when I'm done humiliating my teacher.”
“No!” Delia said, throwing the top into Mandy's face. It rolled down her cleavage mounds, and Robert caught it with fast reflexes before it would hit the ground. Delia had heard Megan and F6 turn around to go get Megan a boa and warmer clothes. Delia glared at Mandy and Robert and said, “That won't happen. You won't win, and if you do, you better keep your hands off Robert or I will break your floozy neck! You can be into people, Robert, but not some witch gunning for my closest friend!”
“And I thought I was taking things personally,” Mandy said in a huff. She took the top from Robert, winked, and put it on. This top showed no cleavage as her last white top had, but this one showed Mandy's navel. Mandy didn't bother to waste anymore energy enlarging her assets or warming herself with serum air. She put the jacket back over her shoulders and said, “Robert. Do you like cleavage or underboob better?” Robert shrugged. Mandy pulled up on her top just slightly enough to get a reaction from Delia. Mandy laughed and said, “When I fight, my girls will get so big that you'll see them in this top. Underboob and more.” Robert's eyes opened wide.
“You're obnoxious,” Delia said. “Are you modifying yourself with experimental MFL serum?!”
“Maybe something like that,” Mandy said. They all heard Megan clomping down the steps in combat boots complaining that it was too cold. “Oh hi Megan!” Mandy called out, waving and smiling. Megan's eye twitched. She tried to fake a smile but couldn't. Mandy hugged Megan, which made the brunette celebrity ready to murder someone. Megan didn't like Mandy or her big bust. Mandy added, “Remember what I said about different temperatures and serum?! I was hoping to show you the proof of my training soon here.”
“I have the lie detection software running,” F6 said. “She's truthful.”
“Let's go out to the beach where most of the whore's are at and straighten some things out,” Megan said. “You really don't need the MFL special serum to be bigger, and you can control your cup size at will?” Mandy smiled and nodded. Megan sneered. She said, “I don't care about that anyway.” F6's body gave a jolt. Megan added, “Turn off that software until Mandy is beating Antonia and using mind control on her to reveal her loyalty or not!” The blond android nodded and obeyed. Everyone looked eager to get out of the cold basement, even the androids, and F6 didn't have any pain sensors on.
The hot Spanish sun and cool breeze was ideal for sunbathing and swimming outside. Most of the gorgeous models were out in it. Maria and Bianca F were busy inside watching tapes for Megan and trying to make sure their fighting skills were good enough. Mandy's chipper mood and expression turned sultry, subdued, and sour as she got outside. She liked being back, but she didn't feel good about her mission or all the negativity and resentment brimming inside. Sara saw Mandy first. Sara ran up and gave Mandy a hug. Mandy hadn't been expecting that. She clenched her fists. Sara's body had just dried off. She wore a purple bikini and had beads of sweat on her tan skin. Alexis, the tall lanky and clingy chick with the rainbow colored hair still hadn’t tanned much, and stared daggers at Mandy.
“You were allowed back?!” Sara asked.
“For now,” Megan said. “I have an announcement to make. F6 project my voice!”
“I'm going to take you down Sara, along with Ozana and Antonia!” Mandy shouted.
“SHUT UP!” Megan said to Mandy. Megan addressed everyone, “Mandy D which stands for Dumb or D lover or dick sucker has sworn her allegiance to me, the Fatal Five, and Foxy Corp. It's about time to see who really cares about saving people's lives and which of you posers are just whores in it for yourselves! You can fight and get stronger on Uncle Justin's serum, but I'm sick of PRETEND!! Mandy says she will prove that Antonia is a traitor! If she wins a fight in a cage now and does just that, Antonia is kicked out of the Fatal Five and the tournament!”
“That's not fair!” Ozana shouted. “Not like I care about Antonia.” Ozana folded her arms and pouted her luscious lips. She definitely cared. She wore a black swimsuit with high strap bottoms and a top that had a small circular cleavage window due to the straps coming together at the base of her neck. Ozana's top was very tight and her nipples could be seen. She'd been doing stretches on a towel and cushion near the house and a little garden. Mandy sized up Ozana and cracked her knuckles.
“I um,” Mandy said, “Megan, didn't you say I'd take Antonia's place if I win?!”
“I changed my mind,” Megan said. “You'll have to earn it with a second win, and I'll have to like what you do to your stupid teacher you so admire!”
“Mandy!” Sara said. “Don't do this!”
“Of course you're against this,” Mandy said. “It was ok with you that Antonia joined the Fatal Five to get stronger, but not me. She only pretended to be under mind control to get strong enough to be in contention to try and stop Megan!”
“I was in real hell for a long time and still have side effects from the collar being used on me too long!” Antonia said, walking up to the scene. There was sand on her butt from playing in the shaded sand and building a castle with Cora and Emily. Polina had already ruined that, playing around and falling on it like Godzilla. Polina clapped and giggled, excited for the new revelations. Mandy twitched. She still loved and admired Antonia, but also hated her. Mandy could feel Megan's energy. It was dark, sadistic, powerful, and alluring. Mandy felt like she could make it to the top fighting. She was in full control and could have what she wanted. Mandy had a headache. She deserved everything she wanted.
“F6 is running lie detection software we should've used to screen you bitches forever ago,” Megan said. “Antonia will fight Mandy now. Then Iryna vs Irina.”
“What about us?” The tall blonde babe Dajana asked. She had lost her first two fights just like the weathergirl with the boob job, Daniella.
“If Mandy gets another chance, and she was trash, I should get one too!” Daniella said. Megan rolled her eyes and pointed at Mandy. Megan snapped her fingers. Mandy guessed that she needed to show off her strength.
Mandy said, “I can do serum air now.” Mandy grimaced and pushed aura out from her body. It looked really dark. Normally it was the golden yellow of Antonia's bikini or colorless. The mini explosions knocked Daniella and Dajana off their feet and made them choke and cry.
“Ok, ok,” Daniella said. “We're not at that level yet still.”
“I'm close!” Dajana protested, trying to compete with Daniella to see who could cough less. Dajana got up faster too.
“Use your energy up to impress Megan now,” Antonia said. She winked and put a playful tap into Mandy's sideboob. “I'm glad your loss to me made you work hard and overcome your body's initial random failure to smoking serum! That was quick. Good for you.”
“Don't pull that,” Mandy began. “Don't compliment me! I came here to destroy you!!” Mandy reached into her jeans pocket and pulled out a syringe of special MFL serum. Mandy aimed it at Antonia's neck. The babe in the yellow bikini was quick and dodged. Ozana also came to the rescue and kicked Mandy right in the chest. Mandy's thick white top was about to be perfect for a wet t-shirt contest with her perspiring so much. Her adrenaline and emotions were high. Mandy took off her jacket, scowling at Ozana. Ozana kicked Mandy between the legs and tried to punch the syringe out of Mandy's hand by attacking her wrist. Mandy held on. Ozana kicked the blonde in the stomach. Mandy bent over with a wince and fell onto her ass. Ozana had good power even not on any serum.
“We're not staying for this,” Alexis said, pulling Sara inside. Sara looked reluctant. Sara's current lover and trainee, Alexis, continued to complain, “Our shopping date got moved to today! I swear! Megan is purposefully sabotaging my happiness! Every time I get a chance with you, there is some big event, and I'm not allowed to travel with you, and I'm unable to request a fight on the APP!”
“Ah, loser tears,” Megan said, smiling. “Catch them for me to drink, F6.”
“The actual liquid is very minimal,” F6 said. Alexis screamed and ran inside with her face beet red.
“I promised Alexis,” Sara said. “I want to see this fight, but I guess I'll just watch it later.”
Cora the dark haired tattooed nudist nodded and said, “Me and some others will film it too, because we all know the studio cuts too much and has a pro Megan angle.”
“It figures you'd bail and not support me, Sara!” Mandy said, stabbing the syringe into her own boob. “You're never there for anyone but yourself, Sara!” Sara frowned and shook her head. Her feelings had been slightly hurt, but only because she realized how she hadn't been responding to Mandy. Sara hadn't expected Mandy to progress so quickly and Sara had been very busy. It was sad to see a friend turn to the dark side, but also exciting to think about facing her and beating sense into her in the future. Sara walked off, nodding to Antonia. Mandy's body bulked up significantly, especially in the chest. Mandy's fleshy underboobs could be seen, and her natural breasts had expanded over double the cup size. Mandy winked to Robert and said, “Told ya so!”
“Ugh, gross,” Megan said. “You even injected yourself in the chest. Antonia, I think you are a traitor, but I almost want you to win.”
“Why don't you just use the lie detector now?” Emily asked.
Cora shushed her girlfriend in the green bikini with a finger and a kiss. Cora said, “That makes too much sense, and it's not enough drama. Lie detection software isn't always 100 percent right either.”
“Anything F6 does will be accurate!” Megan said. F6 shook his head. Megan added, “As long as there isn't serum air interference! Mandy is going to beat the energy out Antonia!” F6 nodded and shrugged.
“I won't stand for this,” Ozana said, stomping Mandy in the boob. The blonde got up and tackled her previous ally, careful not to break or show the other syringe padded in her jeans pocket. Mandy wanted to pound Ozana's surprised face, but made a jump for Antonia. Mandy pulled the syringe out, took off the stopper, and was sure she'd stab Antonia in the hip. Ozana had tripped and grabbed Mandy's leg. Antonia kicked at Mandy. Mandy swung her arm so the syringe wouldn't be kicked. Antonia's foot busted Mandy's lips open. Scarlet dropped onto Mandy's chest. Ozana punched up into Mandy's crotch and jumped back. Mandy's jugs jiggled and a little lactate could be seen up against the top.
“What kind of serum is that?” Antonia asked. “It looks like the MFL kind on steroids for sexual complications. You're leaking milk already!”
“It's not complications!” Mandy said. “You just wouldn't be any good fighting on it!” Ozana and Antonia squared off, ready to take on Mandy.
Out of nowhere, the blonde Romanian got help from the short busty blonde Russian with the beauty mark over her lip. Iryna, that very bimbo, grabbed Ozana from behind. Ozana took no mercy, elbowing Iryna in the face and drawing blood. Iryna wore a rainbow colored bikini. The cups on the top didn't connect; instead the straps wound around Iryna's torso looking extra and making possible nip slips even more probable. Iryna's big underboobs were already peeking out. Ozana spun around, shouting and cursing at Iryna. She clawed Iryna's face, and the two models went down into the sand wrestling. The only thing that stopped their scrum was Mandy plunging the serum syringe into Antonia's shoulder. Antonia blinked. Her eyes changed from green to blue to brown. Antonia shuddered. Her body bulked up instantly. Her breasts and ass got too large for her bikini.
“NOO!!” Antonia moaned with the body transformation. Succulent ass and tit flesh was too much for the cheap cloth. Antonia's bikini practically burst off her body, leaving her nude. She immediately hunched over from the extra weight of her now gargantuan knockers. Mandy flung the syringe carelessly behind her, where a lesser known android gathered it and the other used syringe up for recycling. Mandy bumped her boobs up under Antonia's rack, eager to titfight and dock breasts. The white cloth over Mandy's orbs kept rolling up, exposing her too. Antonia grabbed Mandy's ponytail and cracked skulls with her student. The stare down was intense. Antonia's eyes flashed red. It was weird. Antonia was definitely having more side effects than expected, even though Mandy had planned on Antonia having quite a few. Mandy had planned 100% chance of winning on this type of serum going into Antonia that she had zero experience with.
“Get OFF ME!” Ozana shouted, punching Iryna in the eye. The blonde was smashed into the sand with a black and bruised cheek and bloody lips. She barely defended herself, and didn't need to as Ozana went over to check on Antonia. Antonia shoved both Mandy and Ozana away with dark serum air randomly shooting off like firecrackers. Antonia grit her teeth and tried to control everything. Ozana stared at Iryna and said, “What's wrong with you, letting Mandy inject her with that?!”
“I was abreast of the plan,” Iryna said in her dull monotone. She stood up, dusted herself off, and continued, “In fact, I have betrayed my Russian MFL comrades. I have been giving Megan info about their personalities so they can be controlled. I want to save lives and be a part of something important. I knew about Mandy's plan from meeting with Megan and the Fatal Five and wanted to see how this new serum would affect Antonia. The odds are against her now.”
“Even more so when we fight in the refrigerator temp basement!” Mandy said.
“God, you're so stupid to say that out loud,” Megan said, flipping her boa puff off her shoulder with much contempt. Ozana punched Mandy right in the boob. Ozana had aimed for a chest punch, but Mandy's bimbofication had completed and her rounds orbs were a ridiculous size like Iryna's. Mandy grinned and grappled with Ozana. Antonia kicked Mandy in between the legs. Antonia, the now naked fighter, snatched Ozana's long onyx locks and slung Ozana into Iryna who was getting up. The blonde in the multicolored bikini squatted, and upended the brunette like she was cow tipping in Crimea farmland. Ozana tumbled into the air after being hit, feeling the sting of Iryna's shoulder and body. Ozana landed on her ass, getting reverberations of pain into her tailbone and spine. She scowled.
“YOU Gonna CUM already!?” Antonia asked, chest bumping Mandy. Antonia threw a punch that Mandy barely blocked, and settled for grabbing the blonde's ponytail. Antonia yanked the dark and golden hair, ripping the pink hairband, and sent blood flying onto Megan from the big right hook to Mandy's grill. Antonia grabbed Mandy by the crotch, pinching, and trying to arouse the gasping thot. Antonia plowed her shoulder into Mandy's gut. The winless fighter, Mandy, crashed into the side of the house, but was fine with that. She wanted to drag Antonia inside anyway.
At an alarming speed, Antonia, stripped Mandy down to daisy dukes, attacking and clawing Mandy's legs. Antonia even plunged a long finger deep into Mandy's ass. Mandy stifled a shrill orgasmic yelp, feeling the front of her panties get as damp as the rest of her body. Mandy and Antonia were drenched in sweat, feverish in temperatures, and sporting huge tits that were constantly in the way, touching, squishing, reforming, puffing out, etc. Antonia brought her arms up, putting a tear in Mandy's white top sitting rolled at her collar. The busty babes grappled. Antonia headbutted Mandy in the face. The blonde's hair went into her wounds with it no longer up in a tie. Mandy inched towards the door and got kneed in the crotch. No longer holding hands, Antonia belted Mandy in the navel. Mandy hunched. Antonia lifted Mandy under the arms into the air quickly. One hand moved to get a seductive death grip on Mandy's crotch. Antonia slammed Mandy's back onto her knee. Mandy screamed, arched over Antonia's knee. Mandy's big breasts heaved. Her milky nipples were erect. Megan shook her head, expecting another let down. Antonia tried to bite Mandy's nipple and got a nibble as the blonde flailed and kicked out of her mentor's grasp. Mandy hit the ground, rolled, and began to get up. She was injured, but still confident enough to pull her wet white top off over her head in a sexual way. Ozana was already up, and kicked Mandy in the face. The bimbo fell down hard, trying to keep too much energy from going to her face to heal injuries and keep her pretty. She wanted to save lots of serum air and energy for power and strength downstairs in the cold.
“I want to see drastic temperature change in the equation on this recipe of serum,” Iryna said in a dull voice. The Russian blonde tried to restrict Ozana by forcing her arms up under Ozana's armpits. Ozana tried to elbow Iryna, but it didn't work. She exhaled a cloud of murky gray serum air, that made Iryna's eyes water. Ozana stomped Iryna's ankle, and wriggled free. The brunette turned around and kicked Iryna in the stomach. Iryna bent over, wincing, and took a rocket jab to the tit. Ozana opened her hand and snagged the rainbow cloth with her nails. She sliced into mammary meat and stripped off the MFL traitor's top. Iryna wound up with dark serum air around her wrist and punched Ozana's ready blockers down. Iryna should've stayed with boxing. She tried to tackle Ozana, but Antonia held them all up. Ozana uppercut Iryna in the pussy and then kicked Iryna in the ribs to get her to back off.
“Fuck all this!” Ozana shouted. “Everyone help me take down these traitors!”
“Em and I can get in on a Battle Royale free-for-all even if we're not on serum,” Cora said, cracking her knuckles. Dajana and Daniella looked to side with Iryna, Mandy, Delia, and Megan by how they were standing. Antonia wasn't in a mood for talking though. Ozana didn't want this fight to happen or count, but looked for support instead of stopping Antonia. The naked brunette followed Mandy's bait as the topless blonde headed for the door. Antonia was like a cheetah. As soon as Mandy got the door open, Antonia speared her into the door frame. Mandy grumbled and went down, kicking, thrashing, and trying to pull both women inside.
“Everyone is kind of a traitor,” Delia said. “For someone who doesn't care, Ozana, you're posting a bitch fit. I think Antonia can beat Mandy, and if she doesn't; so be it. I'm not going against the current order of things. Foxy Corp put me here and treats me well.”
“YOU Like Robert's DICK!” Megan shouted. “I think you're a traitor to me too! Anyone who gets in the way of a scheduled fight will feel MY WRATH!! I mean... uncle Justin. He won't like it. You could get banned from the tournament and I'LL Personally PUSH for THAT!!”
“You spineless Russians just allow this bitch to be a traitor?” Ozana said, pointing at Iryna. “Didn't the MFL send you here to stop Megan?!”
Sveta shrugged. Polina giggled and clapped. Sveta, the MFL veteran brunette said, “We were supposed to see what was going on. The MFL technology is just as good if not better than FC's. The two companies might even be partnered together. I don't like the idea of mass formation psychosis and mind control pushing people to unwittingly harm themselves, but the MFL isn't taking a big stand. Foxy Corp hasn't really gotten the ball rolling on those seemingly evil plans anyway.”
“That's not going to make the cut for this show,” Cora said to Emily. Emily nodded.
“FOXY CORP HELPS people!!” Megan shouted. “They HELP ME! I DESERVE everything I WANT!! I hope Uncle Justin fucks you in the head and CUTS YOUR NECK OFF and Doesn't heal you for saying those misinformation lies!! You're Putin's PUPPET! You WANT everyone to DIE!!”
“She's coming unglued,” Cora joked, filming it on her phone. Megan was too upset to direct serum air well at Cora. Cora neutralized it with her own serum air.
“I kind of knew Iryna was a traitor,” Polina said. “I had mind control training to a degree in the KGB ninja assassin program. If you all can break into my mind, you can break my hymen, and oust me from the tournament! Hehe! I'm so horny! Is that what you tell them, Iryna?!” Polina was a nudist like Cora. The bubbly blonde's tan lines were going away. Iryna blushed, and looked ashamed to have her friends and allies back her still.
“I can't believe this shit,” Ozana said. “Fine. I don't care.” Ozana pouted. Some of the other women looked around. Mandy and Antonia were inside now. There were loud crashes and the entire building seemed to shake.
“They went inside,” Robert said, pointing with his finger, and stating the obvious.
Inside, Antonia looked hulking. She was obliterating Mandy and getting blood all over the halls. Androids came behind the two women trying to clean up broken picture frames, vases, glass, blood, etc. After being thrown towards the steps down to the basement cage, Mandy picked up a potted a plant. Antonia kicked up into Mandy's tits. It slowed down the force of Antonia's foot before it smashed into Mandy's chin. Antonia blasted both palms into Mandy's nips. The big breasts were holding up well, taking a lot of damaged and only light bruises, even though the impact was enough to normally tear skin, draw blood, and look brutal. Mandy's mounds were leaking and spraying milk as a side effect, and Antonia's breasts were ready to lactate too with any sort of extra touch, twist, or milking motion. Mandy adjusted her grip on the pot, and hesitated instead of just smashing the pot onto her mentor's head. Mandy was worried there actually was something wrong with Antonia's brain from overexposure to the mind control collar because of Megan. Mandy was also worried that this MFL serum could hurt Antonia in a way that couldn't be fixed by healings. That hesitation got the pot smashed onto Mandy's head by Antonia. The ceramic pieces split into Mandy's skull and scalp. Crimson oozed down Mandy's eye. Dirt and plant fronds bounced off Mandy's shoulders and curvy body.
“YIAH!” Mandy shouted, slugging Antonia in the kisser. Mandy really needed to fight back hard. The cool air of the basement could be felt coming up the marble staircase. They were very close now. Antonia rammed her body into Mandy, pushing the blonde backwards. The hand rail hit Mandy in the back, arching the topless combatant until an extra push from the nude brunette broke the wood handrail corner. It cut into Mandy's back a bit. Mandy had to focus on not falling down the steps. Antonia's eyes began to cool and go blue. She seemed interested more than possessed as she socked Mandy's tits from side to side and boxed Mandy's belly. Mandy held Antonia in a clinch with her heels at the first marble step leading downstairs to the cage. Antonia swung her rack from side to side, pummeling Mandy's engorged udders. The chest to chest squeeze had both women spraying dairy from flesh crevices with the breast pillows bunched together. Mandy grumbled and said between gasps, “You're falling into my trap, teacher!”
“I know you want me down there!” Antonia said. “This is my first time on this serum, and I'm GOING ALL OUT now! If I can't win on it... Honestly I don't care. Don't PULL your PUNCHES against ME!” Mandy looked surprised. Everything Antonia had done was to help her students. Antonia cared about being strong and stopping Megan, but she knew from the beginning that she couldn't do it alone. Antonia didn't care if she missed the tournament. She wanted those who beat her to really earn it though. Antonia lifted Mandy by the taint again and pitched the quivering and submissive blonde down the steps. Mandy cried and began to expel all her serum air energy to cushion and warm herself. She really bounced down the steps hard, cracking her chin open, flailing, and looking like she was breaking every bone in her body until she hit the landing.
Mandy, the Romanian blonde, got up, grimacing. She was used to growing her breasts out and flaunting them, but she felt top heavy now, hunched and dangling. The drying milk over her chest felt weird. Her body was turning up the heat, and she was repulsed to see some blonde hair grown on the back of her hands. That was a non lady like and a not sexy side effect of all this, but so far minor. Mandy's shoulder had popped out of the socket, but she didn't bother to heal that. Antonia leaped from the top of the steps. Mandy looked on in awe. Her jaw gaped open, losing blood and drool. Antonia landed like a jaguar, and looked to take Mandy down the rest of the steps. Mandy winced and got low to match her adversary. Their bodies collided hard. Mandy felt a tremor of weakness in Antonia. Mandy's tits were winning the titfight and staying firm. Antonia's breath was cold. Mandy swung their bodies and tackled Antonia onto the steps. The brunette's back hit down, but she didn't get ridden down the entire way. The voluptuous vixens both took a lot of damage with the unforgiving marble chunking, bruising, and bloodying their sprawling and tumbling bodies. Antonia pushed Mandy off with a blast of dark serum air as they reached the tiled basement floor.
Both women got to their feet on shaky legs, hunched over from injuries and from the massive weight of plumped bosoms. Mandy groaned, and grimaced. She moved bangs out of her eyes, discovering a cut gushing blood at her eyebrow. Antonia's blood looked slow and congealed. When they exhaled there was a lot of vapor. It was mostly not serum air, and the serum air wasn't any more visible just because it was cold in the basement. Mandy's ass cheeks clenched. They were hanging out of what was left of her shorts. She was so horny and shivering, but she'd trained for this. Antonia shook off her daze and charged. The nude brunette's eyes turned dark brown and flashed red for a moment. She trucked Mandy, knocking the topless broad off her feet into the side of the cage. Mandy curled into a ball, and Antonia stayed on the attack.
“I THINK you OUTWITTED me This time!” Antonia said in earnest, kicking the shit out of Mandy. It must have looked odd on camera to hear that and see the abuse Antonia was doling out. Antonia kicked and kneed Mandy in the face, the ribs, the breasts, and belly, flipping the pained rag doll over and about. Mandy curled into a ball again, with golden serum air covering her like a shield. Antonia kicked with dark serum air, and Mandy uncurled like an armadillo with a scream and blood splatter. Antonia kicked Mandy in the boobs, finally tearing into the flesh and doing serious visible damage there. Antonia kicked Mandy again in the side. CRACK! CRACK! The slender brunette pop star, Antonia, limped. She had broken some of Mandy's ribs, but she'd also broken her ankle. She had felt her body losing steam and energy rapidly, and had figured this would happen in a matter of time. Mandy was too out if to celebrate her strategy. Antonia bit her lip and picked Mandy up, hoping for a KO. Antonia tombstone slammed Mandy onto her head. Tile broke. Mandy's head bled. Blood pooled like water, but was it a finisher or an old injury dripping the gore?
Antonia felt so weak, she sat down, still holding Mandy in the slammed positions with Mandy's billowing breasts spread out on the black and white tiled floor. Antonia's tight ass squished Mandy's mammary meat, milking the teats. The blonde was limp, warm, and supple. Antonia knew this wasn't a good sign for Antonia beating Mandy. Mandy's crotch was in Antonia's face. Antonia shivered and tore off what was left of Mandy's jeans and some of the white panties cloth too. Antonia knew she was about finished. She tongued Mandy's pussy. Mandy squealed and came almost right away, covering Antonia's face in warm ejaculate. It dripped and congealed on Antonia's giant breasts. Antonia's pain felt so different and debilitating now as she shivered. The bigger boobs and butt hadn't stored extra energy, but used it up rapidly. She was still bimbo proportioned. Mandy wrapped her legs around Antonia's neck, and Antonia felt powerless to do anything about it.
The blonde in the white crooked panties was running near empty herself after shielding her head with serum air and such an orgasmic release. Antonia punched Mandy in her abs, and thankfully Mandy still subconsciously had a protective serum air shield and fat to absorb impact. Mandy put her palms on the broken tile, and pushed off. Antonia went head over heels, landing awkwardly on her neck. She kicked back at Mandy, but her stomach and breasts were vulnerable to attacks. Mandy groped her teacher while clamping her legs closed tighter, choking the brunette. Mandy dove into Antonia's vagina headfirst, slurping, stroking, rubbing vigorously, and eliciting a cum shot facial. The secretion pushed Antonia down further and gravity took hold. Mandy refused to loosen the thigh clamp on Antonia's neck and the brunette went down on her back. Mandy scooted on her ass towards the cage, getting clawed in the process. Even when Antonia was ice cold, and not moving, Mandy kept cranking until she heard neck bones snapping and cracking.
“AHH!” Antonia screamed, firing off dark desperation serum air that made Mandy tumble off her. Mandy somersaulted and hit the side of the cage. Antonia tried to get up on her broken ankle as androids and EMCASA contestants and spectators ran down the steps shivering and complaining about the cold to watch. Mandy could only get up by using the cage links to help. Antonia's eyes twinkled green as she looked at Mandy. She had to turn her entire body to see Megan and the others coming and she couldn't nod. Antonia made a move towards Mandy. Antonia's leg broke with a loud crunch and bone pierced skin near the knee. Antonia slammed a karate chop into Mandy's neck. The blonde lingerie model with big jugs coughed and flinched. Her tongue hung out. Her knuckles turned white as she held the grating with one hand. The rest of her body hung down with her abused knockers dangling like 100 pound sacks. Antonia went down with a bunch of mist and a sort of capitulation of serum air. Mandy realized she could inhale that and it didn't really harm her. That was a relief. It didn't really help either though. Mandy pushed Antonia flat onto her back and mounted her.
“No fucking WAY!” Megan said. “You actually are winning?! You won?! I've gotta see the tape of this! You left a lot of blood for my androids to clean up! That's less of them to tend to me if I'm upset with these results!”
“You never wanted to help Megan, did you Teach?” Mandy asked, grabbing Antonia's throat. Mandy had to shake the dazed brunette. Mandy couldn't resist pushing her tits down onto Antonia's succulent melons. It hurt and felt good at the same time. It was impossible not to have hard nipples in this cold and with this eroticism. Mandy kissed Antonia and fingered her.
“You cheated!!” Ozana shouted.
“I... I lost,” Antonia said in surrender. She moaned, trying to hold back another squirt. This serum was such an aphrodisiac, it was unreal. Antonia didn't realize it was possible to have so many hormones, nerve endings tingling, and so many emotions. She cried, saying between gasps, “FUCK MEGAN! You DO A LOT of WRONG! You'll be BEATEN!”
“Not by you,” Megan said. “The only thing I did wrong was believe that I had you firmly under my control. You Romanian sluts are so stubborn. Kill her Mandy.”
Mandy sighed and rolled her eyes. She was exhausted and wanted more fucking. No androids were going to give her sex toys, but Mandy wanted more fornication badly. Mandy felt the winner's serum dart hit her. She had really needed that. She pulled Antonia up to a sitting position and into a headlock. Mandy was crying too now, but trying to hide it. She whispered into Antonia's ear, “I don't know what's going on or who to trust. It doesn't matter. This doesn't matter, right? I wanna win!”
“Do it,” Antonia grumbled, nodding off.
Mandy gathered her confidence. The EMCASA serum mixed with the special MFL serum had a weird effect on Mandy, but she started to control it and feel violent and fit. Mandy's shoulder popped back into place, and she released the headlock. Mandy's tits were still giant. She parted them to go around Antonia's neck, and then pushed down to smother Antonia. Mandy bounced her body up and down, getting her vulva to rub up and down on Antonia's lifeless but hard hand and fingers. Mandy leaned up with Antonia's head between her breasts. The blonde swung her body. CRACK! CRUNCH! POP! Mandy broke Antonia's neck and beheaded her. The lifeless brunette dropped to the floor in a stunning loss. Megan was not going to allow Antonia into the tournament because of all this.
“You'll need to win again Mandy,” Megan said, “but I guess there's two spots open in the tournament now. Fucking A. Unbelievable. Now turn the temperature back to a comfortable level!” F6 obeyed that command. Many women were uncomfortable with Antonia losing and this shakeup.
