Tsukasa vs Kelly Flowers

Tsukasa's face flared with anger and embarrassment as she quickly knee walked towards Kelly to reach around and grab the back of Kelly's panties to pull the Canadian into her and go tits to tits with her, "Well you're to fat to be a singer!" she harshly back at Kelly as she let out a cry when their breasts clashed. Tsukasa herself didn't know much about sumo, but it was merely two girls pushing into each other right? There were no real technique was there? Well Tsukasa wouldn't bother to care as her main objective was to flatten Kelly's jugs while pulling on Kelly's panties to further drive their breasts together and give her a wedgie at the same time.

"Best singers are fat, air head! But I ain't fat!"
that kind of made no sense, but Kelly couldn't really get her senses together as she was wedgied again by vicious Tsukasa.
"I'll send you the damage for my underwear after I crushed you!"
She followed suit and grabbed at the underwear of Tsukasa, grinding madly with it. Her breasts battled with the more massive bust of Tsukasa, tryining to make up for size difference with nipple technique against Tsukasa's nipples. If she didn't like to admit it, all girls she had met in Japan had massive and beautiful tits, ripe for the picking of the Canadian. If they just didn't resist that so much...

"Fatty fatty fat fat!" Tsukasa screamed childishly at her opponent as she let out a scream as Kelly pulled on her panties once more, even though she was expecting it, there was nothing she could do to prepare herself as their breasts smashed together. Tsukasa would let out a moan as Kelly used her nipples' size to do some damage against her bigger bust, ,but Tsukasa would shake her head in defiance as she would yank on Kelly's panties to pull her in as she would thrust her chest forward, trying to use it's size advantage to the fullest.

"Noarrgghh...!"
her panty pulled strongly in her pussy and caused it to even find that even enjoyable on some level, but pain clearly won over her lust, Tsukasa helping her out a lot by calling her fatty fatty fat fat in a more than defiant gesture. She upped her effort to bore her nipples into the flesh of her oppoent, giggling madly in pain.
"Now you wait, you fake breast cow udder...!"
The Canadian grabbed into the hair of Tsukasa to dish out some additional pain to her by pulling it.

"Ahhhhh! Skank!" Tsukassa shouted as her hair was pulled as she lost some ground because of it but refused to give up as one of her hands released the panties and would grab Kelly's hair in retaliation and yanked on it as their breasts continued to fight, scraping against each other causing her to moan in pain. As she continued to twist and grind her breasts into Kelly, Tsukasa could feel her pussy getting wet as it was evident by the building wet spot in the front of her panties, but she paid no mind to it as she continued battling Kelly.

"OUW! Take your hands from my extensions, bitch! They cost more than..WAAHHH...your jobbing contract money for the month!!!"
a blatant lie, but a good way to mess with Tsukasa in the mind of Kelly. Her breast battle was now at a better stake for the Canadian, at least in her mind, as she could yank at the hair of Tsukasa to remove her breast from the soft spots she repeatedly hit and caused her to build up visible shivers. Her panty was a mess now and she began to be jealous of her own bra who laid by peacefully while her panty was continually attacked and had a big rift over the butt cheeks.

"You...AHH....so fake with these....NYA...extensions!" Tsukasa shouted back as she kept a grip on both Kelly's panties and hair as she was aware that she was losing the titfight due to Kelly using her size to her advantage. Tsukasa's panties were torn and stretched out as her ass was visible and a good portion of her pussy was revealed, yet she continued to fight on, yanking harder on Kelly's panties and further forcing her tits into Kelly's, thinking that she would be able to win with size advantage, yet that wasn't working well for her...

Kelly had the impression that it went well for her, like well when you get doused with a can of 100 fire ants and only 99 of them actually bite you cause the last one had missed you.
"H...Hey Tsukasa...-san. H...Has any...one lived to...tell the tale...how such...a...sumo ends?"
The pain rippled Canadian kept on fighting, but didn't weave in an insult cause she was fully occupied to not start to cry cause it hurt so bad. She had really intended to live to fight another day, not to be sent to the hospital while her hair was ripped out and she had suffered an internal bleeding caused by her own panty. In a bed-wrestling match! Those sumo guys had a serious advantage over them, their mawashi was much larger than the panties of both girls, and they were fat armored.

Tsukasa was trying so hard not to cry from the pain of this fight, her hair was hurting as her pussy felt like it was cut up much like her opponent. When her opponent asked how does a sumo match end, it gave Tsukasa some thought. Although she did know how one ends, how would it apply to bed wrestling? Deciding that this was in fact an unbreakable deadlock, Tsukasa would release Kelly's hair and panties as she would swoop her arms around Kelly's legs and would try to bring her to the bed.

"Thank goodness."
Kelly was really glad when both her hair and pussy won their freedom, even at the price of being tackled, and gave a sigh of relief away as she fell into the pillows and on the sheets. Her best part, not necessarily her hair, hurt like hell and was kind of screaming for a maintenance, while the evil panty aggressor still hung kind of schmuck around her hips. Or maybe she had just lost her mind with all those punishment and spoke stupid gibberish in the hospital right now.

Real or not, Tsukasa had tackled her and Kelly couldn't let that go unanswered. She tried to grab the head of Tsukasa with both hands and press her into her burning lady parts to kind of suffocate her with it. She could need a little relief down there, and that was kind of alluring too.