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European Model Cage-fight and Sexfight Association: Season 2 Emily Elizabeth vs Claudia Alende
The new serum taking sexfighting by storm had libido enhancers at the highest levels ever and models becoming weak and easily broken after losing sexual fluids. Of course they had this new serum at the Foxy Corp estate in Spain ordered in by some of the more popular ladies on the roster. Not only was that serum going to be used in this “friendly” fight, but new lesbian sex toys had been ordered and had arrived for use as well. The 'Futa' Strap-ons (Fuso's) had sensors, directed pulses, and more into the fighter's vagina and all around the labia, clit, and hood to take female pleasure to the max in correspondence to male pressure areas on the strap-on penis. All touching to the head and shaft of the plastic would have the women feeling right where they needed to. Instead of the toy being filled with fake jizz, the Fuso's would actually pull female ejaculate from the woman combatant to spray like semen from the fake dick tip.
The trendy busty blonde on the short side, Emily, fingered a Fuso with much interest like she was swinging cis on her bisexual spectrum today. Em had a long, lean, and trim tummy on display and dark or dirty blonde strands contained all among her long locks of hair. She wore an aqua blue two piece bikini with ruffles on the straps at her hips and a white x small in the upper left hand corner of the triangle cloth on her left breast. Em's breasts were large, round, and milky white, spilling out of the top and showing a little underboob. Em's lesbian lover, the dark haired tattooed model, Cora, was rarely a nudist now, and Em was super into stripping her lover – the more clothes the better. Cora wore a white one shoulder crop top and black boxer briefs. She snatched the black Fuso dong from Emily and said, “Listen to Sara and the others explain how all this stuff works today, babe!”
Emily pushed the Fuso and her girlfriend's hands into her own cleavage mounds. Em blushed and said, “Sorry! I'm just so excited! Claudia came all the way back just to fight me, and she's looking so fine!” Emily practically drooled, ogling the Brazilian pop music star, Claudia. Claudia wore little to no makeup, but still looked amazing. Her skin was tan, her long hair fell to her tits atop her sleeveless blue crop top. The top had a collar and five buttons with only the bottom three were fastened and making stretch lines in the thin fabric. Claudia's cleavage lines were covered, but her belly was not. Her denim jeans were worn and holy, looking comfortable and also snugly fitting her wide hips and bodacious behind. Emily added, “Her outfit is so hot! Don't you think?!” Cora shrugged and nodded. “I can see like all of her tits and nipples!” Emily said. “And that ass!” Claudia and other women looked at Emily. They were outside the mansion in the driveway to a big garage on sidewalk. The spectators were all women fighters and androids. The cage was rather large and plugged into to the garage with some serious voltage ready to zap whoever touched the metal links first.
“This is why we wait to take serum at the same time as our opponent,” Cora said, trying to be patient with Emily. As she pulled on the Fuso, Em's bikini top got snagged. Emily had already been injected with serum. She was feeling the testosterone, adrenaline, and arousal flow. The well endowed blonde tore off her top and smooched her girlfriend.
“So you think you're pretty good for getting second place in the EMCASA tournament?” Claudia asked, stepping up to the couple. Romanian singer Antonia Iacobescu injected Claudia in the tailbone with the special O-Drop Serum mentioned above.
“She did really well in UFSO too,” Cora said, bragging on her girl.
“I just try my best,” Em said, fanning herself. “I'm competitive. I like to win. I'm hornier than ever now. I look forward to this! You're a jujitsu specialist and nothing excites me more than the thought of rolling around wrestling with you!” Claudia and Cora both raised eyebrows. Em said, “With these new toys, I wanna nut all over and inside you! … I love them! Good call Sara and Polina!” Polina opened a cage door wearing a black glove. Bianca Juicy opened the cage door on the other end of the cage even though it looked likely that Em and Claud would walk through the same entrance.
“That would mean you lose and get killed, babe,” Cora said, tugging on Em's bottoms. “It's the O-Drop serum. We can fool around with the Fuso's later if you want. Secure the win first.”
“This may be a friendly fight to you,” Claudia said, cracking her knuckles and popping her tense neck to the side, “but it's still a death match. I will break and kill you.”
“I got fucking chills,” Em said, panting. Some of the women perceived Em as a trash talker, but she was sincere. Others just thought she was a whore, and even in her diary entries about serum side effects, Emily admitted that she was a little whorish. Em had subconsciously been touching herself down low. Cora batted Em's hands away. Serum could make women's curves grow, and in this case, Claudia's bust expansion was ready to bust out of her blue top. She wore no bra, but Em knew she was wearing panties, and couldn't wait to see the color and design of those.
“I can't believe she got second,” Claudia said, shaking her head and strutting into the ring. She flipped her hair and turned her back to Em. Emily's eyes opened wide as she stared at Claudia's ass.
“Em!” Cora said, pulling her gf's wrist before the eager blonde rushed into the cage. Cora held out two black gloves made of a glossy material that looked like leather. “Wear these so you can touch the electric cage. She's really cocky. Take her down a peg.”
Emily thought about making a cock joke. She wouldn't mind Claudia plowing her with a Fuso. RoboMic would've enjoyed any penis joke. Emily was sad he went back to Pongeo Island and the MFL. Em still wanted to go to that island and be part of all that too, but she was still here and with Cora. Emily took the gloves, put them on, and said, “Oh. It's electric?!” Cora nodded. Claudia got into the center of the cage and turned around. She clenched her fists.
“Here I come!” Em said, bounding through the opening. Her juicy jugs jiggled. She reached out and touched the door and didn't get shocked. There was a zap sound. Polina smacked Em's ass and then shut the door behind her with a bzz-shick-SLAM! The coastal Spanish sun beat down on the broads making the concrete and the cage area very hot. Claudia was arguably overdressed, but Emily was the one sweating heavily despite being topless in nothing but bikini bottoms.
Claudia patted her own ass cheeks and leaned forward, loosening up like Mila from the Dead or Alive video games. Claudia made sure that sex toys other than the Fuso's were on hand and nodded. She said “It's good to be back. I've been looking forward to this fight too. I'd love to beat your gf Cora and Delia to avenge my season one losses, but I'll settle for you for now, Emily. Nice tits. They won't distract me or stop me from punching in that pretty little face of yours.”
“Will these gloves transfer the static?” Em asked, turning to Cora and putting a palm on Claudia's chest. Em turned and looked at the large melons of her rival, gave a squeeze and grope, and added, “These are great! It's like I'm wearing nothing at all! You're the total package, Claud! Tits, ass, and pussy!” Em stepped forward to get her other hand to caress Claudia's booty. The big knockers of both combatants bumped.
Instead of happily taking the compliments, Claudia buried a fist into Emily's belly. The fight had started. Claudia swung for Em's face, but the topless blonde blocked and caught Claudia's fist. Claudia stomped Em's foot and kneed her in the thigh. She bopped Em in the face with a left hook and pulled her fist back. Emily caught Claudia in the jaw with a right hook. Claudia frowned. Emily smiled. Claudia kicked Emily in the flank. After a little grimace, Em's mouth still remained in a happy state. She kicked Claudia in the kidney. The dame in denim bent and winced. Claudia swung a haymaker at Em's nose. Em partially deflected it with a high guard. The blonde kept her footing. Her naked breasts jiggled, dripping and bouncing perspiration beads. Claudia grunted and popped Emily in the mouth to draw first blood. Emily kept smiling.
The tough bikini model grabbed her opponent by the shirt. Emily ripped open the stretched thin blue cloth and lifted her bigger foe off her feet. Their knees knocked, but Emily dominated in her very aroused state. Emily slammed Claudia's back to the sidewalk and marveled at the Brazilian's big boobs spilling out. Emily mounted Claudia and ripped her nails into the top, shredding it. Claudia tried to ignore the purposeful push at her crotch. Claudia snagged Em's hair and elbowed the top battler in the mouth and nose. Claudia tangled legs with Emily and rolled over atop her. There was no space between the topless models. Their mammary mounds fit together like poorly stacked pillows. Claudia kneed Emily in the navel, expecting to overpower her with an armbar or submission. Emily resisted the urges to kiss, grope, or titfight. She pushed back on Claudia's hands and forced them both to stand. Emily grabbed Claudia's jeans waistband at her buttocks and gave a toss. Claudia landed with a wedgie, whipping around with a kick that Em blocked. Em was disappointed to not see or grip the panties she'd been aiming for.
The spectators roared as the beautiful women landed simultaneous face punches. Emily's eye skin got split open, but she barely budged. Claudia took a blood splattering hit to the mouth and staggered. She looked backwards, afraid of the sparking fence. Women shouted for Em to press forward. Instead, Emily stepped back, winked, and blew Claudia a kiss. She began to take off a glove and said, “Let's make it even. We'll each have one glove.”
“Keep your glove!” Claudia shouted. She spun. Her roundhouse kick was spot on, knocking Em's jaw temporarily crooked. She kicked Em so hard in the belly with the continuation twirl that the blonde bikini model nearly fell into the fence grating. Claudia charged at Emily. Emily saw the punch come and did a Matrix limbo dodge. The accompanying knee to the pelvis from Claudia's blitzkrieg combo gave Emily extra lift for her jump. She soared over Claudia, dropping a knee into her rival's collar on the way. Claudia spun around angrily and sore. Emily tried to turn around before landing and went to one knee as she spun around.
Overconfident due to the gloves, Em hadn't judged her distance from the fence well. Her tits shook from the flip and were about to move even more. Her heel touched the fence and – ZAPZAP ZAPPP! “Aiyee!” Emily cried, jerking her heel away. She stood up, trembling, and arching her back as all the electricity frizzed her hair and skin. Despite her bruised belly being a long and big target which Claudia aimed for, the Brazilian's kick hit Em in the tits. The force of the flying foot catapulted Em's back into the fence. Her arms went out like a bird. “AHHH!” Emily screamed. The electrocution looked painful but also evocative. It was like Em's sexy body was stuck to the fence. Her back flesh was singed and burnt. Sparks danced on her heaving chest. Her nipples were erect. Her swollen hooters spritzed blood and milk from the sparks entering her fattest areas. Em's bikini bottoms frayed and were ready to burst like confetti. She had to elbow and kick the fence to get off. She tried to hug Claudia while still being shocked hard, but the Brazilian side stepped the crisped cutie. Emily toppled over with little use of her numb arms. She busted her adorable chin on the sidewalk and only had a somewhat soft landing where her breasts mashed into the ground. Em clenched her ass cheeks and groaned. Claudia stomped the downed damsel in the spine.
The Brazilian jujitsu babe, Claudia, sat on Emily's ass. She bounced her big booty on Em's backbone and pulled up on her own denim jeans. Claud's knockers shook. Emily writhed and tried to sit up. She was able to get her tormented tits off the ground, but fell victim to a critical armbar. In her horror, Emily was determined to get her limb back. Claudia took this opportunity to grab Em's hair and punch her in the face. With a handful of golden locks, Claudia slammed Emily's face into the concrete. Some of Em's teeth chipped. Her face was bloody with road rash as Claudia continued the brutal head shoving and neck attacks. Emily flailed and elbowed her rival in the tit. Claudia snagged Em's arm again. The horny blonde bimbo moaned and cried as her arm was lifted and twisted. CRACK! CRUNCH!
Emily really screamed. She wasn't as purposefully vocal as Polina, but her shrill cry had been near orgasmic. She stifled a sob and continued to fight with a ruined arm. Emily really wanted to play with a Fuso and Claudia. Emily wriggled free and Claudia felt confident she had the match in the bag. Both combatants got to their feet. Emily's bangs covered some of the gruesome healing face damage. Emily was tough. She stood tall and puffed out her engorged chest. Claudia looked at Em's bikini bottoms about to fall off and the crippled arm and wrist. Claudia shook her head. Claudia said, “I wrecked your pretty little face, E.”
Emily was so turned on by Claudia's long hair, lips, pretty face, exposed brown breast mounds, her trim tummy, voluptuous waist, and tight jeans. Emily had to know what color panties Claudia wore. She threw a punch. Claudia caught it. Claudia tried to kick out Em's leg, but the blonde took the foot to the baby maker. Emily hunched and crashed into Claudia, swinging her head into the Brazilian's neck and chin. Claudia punched Emily in the boob and the belly as their sweaty bodies banged together.
Spectators expected Emily to get thrown into the fence again, but the blonde pushed her energy and healing powers into her broken arm enough to temporarily heal it. Emily was going on an all out attack. Claudia was surprised to see the broken arm fly at her face. She blocked. Emily landed a left hook to Claud's flank. Emily walloped Claudia across the mouth. Claudia was dazed and not wanting to be pressed back towards the fence. She blocked Em's left. Emily leaned back and then into a gutbuster punch. Em's arm slipped out of the socket and her wrist snapped awkward on contact with Claudia's stomach. Claudia hunched over with projectile blood coming up from her ravaged insides. Claudia could barely keep her balance. Emily punched Claudia in the face, breaking several fingers on the numb and dulled adrenaline arm which she used like a mallet. Refusing to go towards the fence, Claudia had to take a knee as she was bludgeoned and still blocking Emily's left. Emily thrashed her broken limb across Claudia's face and chest until Claudia had to shove it away. That took the last of Claudia's strength to react in that moment. She fell to both knees. Emily had broken fingers pointing every which way and bone splintered through skin, but didn't seem to notice. The topless bikini model elbowed Claudia in the collar. Claudia leaned back, looking up and gasping. Emily lifted her leg high, giving everyone sight of her coochie, and then Emily jammed her heel into Claudia's nose.
Scarlet blood spatter sizzled on the electric fence. Claudia had cursed and really moaned loud as her nose had been busted. She toppled over onto her side. Sex toys including the Fuso's were already in the ring. Emily wasted no time in grabbing a Fuso and attaching it to her private area. When Emily touched the tip of the plastic rod it tingled in her loins. She quickly stroked the shaft to the tip of the cap and the pleasure was mind boggling. Emily used both hands like a handicapped rabid raccoon, tearing off Claudia's jeans. Claudia's lace yellow panties and big ass didn't disappoint. As Emily jerked and touched the Fuso she could feel energy and fluids coming and going, ebbing and flowing down low. She flipped Claudia onto her back. Em enjoyed the sight of Claud's boobs bouncing and sagging to the sides. Em sat on Claudia, dipping the dick into Claud's navel. Emily groped and massaged Claudia's tits with her hands. Her body tightened all over with the Fuso being so erotically charged. Emily inserted it into Claudia's mouth to cut off her rival's breathing. It clunked against teeth but didn't hurt. Claudia began to come to. Emily pulled out and karate chopped Claud in the neck with her good arm.
The fit topless blonde with the strap-on, Emily, turned the lingerie model over onto her front. Emily swatted Claudia's ass and stripped off the yellow panties. Emily forced the curved plastic between the booty cheeks of her enemy. Emily squealed with delight. She gripped Claudia under the arms and lifted up in order to get her dick to slide towards the vagina from the back end. “This is so hot!!” Emily said. “Is this really what it feels like to be a dude and have a dick?!” Emily manhandled Claudia's tits and fucked her. Claudia turned to kiss Emily and took the D. The pleasure might've doubled or the newness of it all had Emily digging nails into her own palm to repress ejaculate. Claudia knew she'd gained the upper hand again and knocked Emily onto her butt. Claudia got on her knees, batted her lashes, and stroked the Fuso as she knew it would make Emily wild. Claudia puffed up her tits, fluffing them like billowy flesh pillows, and draped them over and around the Fuso. Claudia tossed her brown hair over her shoulder and tongued the tip. Emily kept her mouth shut and her eyes rolled back. Cora closed her eyes, knowing the nut was coming. All Em's ejaculate squirted from the rod over Claudia's face and chest, leaving Em drained and brittle.
“Stupid bitch,” Claudia said. “The fight is mine now!”
“Worth it,” Em grumbled, sprawled out on her back with the black plastic still big and up. Claudia kicked and broke the Fuso shaft, and then lifted Emily up by the hair. She tossed Emily into the fence and the shocks this time burst the blonde's bikini bottoms. Emily was launched, sparking, bleeding, and smoking. Claudia kicked across Em's knockers as the naked blonde stumbled. The blow broke rib and chest bones, but Em's orbs were still oversized and not deflated. Emily fell; spread eagle. Claudia stomped Em's belly and the blonde sat up like she was waking from bed with a nightmare. Em curled and rolled onto her side, drooling blood. Claudia got a regular strap-on and pulled on Em's ears while plowing her from behind.
“This is how you do it,” Claudia said, making the sex as rough and dominant as possible. She clawed Emily's face, pulled hair, and spanked that ass raw. Claudia peeled away the Fuso parts and fingered Em. Claudia said, “Aw, you're all dried up!”
“Still feels good,” Emily whimpered in earnest.
Claudia didn't want to hear Emily any longer. Claudia face fucked the loser and did her own titty fucking for humiliation and the whole show of it. It felt good to win and be in control. Claudia had a release button on her sex toy for adding fake jizz and essentially lube into the mix. Claudia took no prisoners messing up Emily's boobs and pounding them flatter. When Claudia was done with the celebration coitus, she got Emily in a camel clutch with the blonde naked and being choked from the rear. Claudia sat on Em's brittle back, hearing snaps and pops as she pulled up on Em's neck. Emily's cum covered tongue hung out as her neck was snapped to the side for the kill. Claudia gave a final push and Emily dropped onto her marred and abused front. Claudia crouched down low by Emily's ear and practically whispered, “Feels better to win.” She swore she saw Emily wink and that weirded her out. Maybe it was a curse from Cora who was staring daggers at her. Claudia shrugged and got up, invigorated from a battle well fought and the fatality. Cora herself, got Emily's body into the CryoBag for healing.
