Momoka vs Noel

Noel got to her feet holding her chest as she glared at Momoka. "Stop calling me an ironing board. You, You, flat chest loli slut!" Noel yelled out as she charged at Momoka to try and tackle her to the mat. "Just because i have better breasts than you doesn't mean you have to be so mean." Noel said as she would try to slap at Momoka's chest.

"Ghhhk...!" Momoka grunted as she was tackled down to the mat, pretty much finding herself in the exact reversed position from only moments earlier. Before she could retort to Noel's insults or put up much of a defense, the blonde's hand smacked across her unimpressive breasts. "AAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHH!" the pink-haired girl shrieked, as the blow once again triggered the aches from her last fight. Beginning to tear up a bit, she clutched at her hurting chest, whimpering as she tried to protect it.

Noel would cringe as she heard Momoka's scream of pain. "What is the matter? It isn't like there is anything there for me to hurt." Noel would say before slapping at Momoka's chest again. Noel would hen look down at Momoka. "Now apologize for insulting my chest." Noel would say as she puffed out her chest.

Momoka cried out as Noel slapped her tender, aching breasts a second time, certainly not having adapted yet to taking hits there. Pawing at her tiny, little boobs, she glared back up at the blonde through tear-stained eyes as her petty rage began to reach it's boiling point. "F-FUCK YOU YOU SLUT!" she shrieked, lashing upwards with her hands to try and grab Noel's small breasts and squeeze them hard.

As Noel puffed out her small chest she immediately regretted it. Noel was soon screaming in pain as Momoka squeezed her chest hard. "Let go, Let go, Let go!" Noel screamed out as she grabbed at Momoka's wrists to try and pull Momoka's hands off of her breasts.

The vengeful and bitter Momoka squeezed Noel's tits as hard as she could, but given the size, she couldn't maintain such a grip for very long. While her hands were forced away, she was still able to slip out from under the blonde, quickly trying to scramble to her feet while clutching at her wounded bosom. "H-how was THAT you dumb bitch!?"

Noel began to rub her chest when Momoka let go of her breasts and slipped away. "Shut up flat chest!" Noel yelled out before getting to her feet and glaring at Momoka. "It is not my fault you are jealous of my chest." Noel said while still rubbing her chest to ease the pain.

"As if, you fucking ironing board!" Momoka spat back angrily, "We both know you're just jealous of my boobs!" With her tiny-chest complex in full swing now, the pink-haired brat knew exactly where she was aiming her attacks. Lunging head-on at her blonde foe, Momoka led with her hands outstretched, going for another clawing grab at Noel's breasts.

Noel was watching Momoka closely and Noel was ready for Momoka as she charged at Noel. "Bring it you flatchested loli." Noel would say as she would reach for Momoka's chest as Noel clenched her teeth to help deal with the pain as Noel would squeeze Momoka's breast in return.

Momoka gasped in pain as Noel grabbed her tiny tits right back, but still managed to maintain her own grip. She was probably at a severe disadvantage with her previously injured breasts, but the bratty girl didn't care, thinking about little other than punishing Noel for her flat-chest comments.

Of course, it was just as difficult as last time to keep her grip, but Momoka was no stranger to using a few dirty tactics to get what she wanted. Slipping her fingers underneath the sides of Noel's bikini top, she would try to dig her nails into the soft flesh beneath.