Wet and Messy Softcore Title Match: Alyssa Blank (C) Vs. Mazzie Lashley

Alyssa tried to keep a grip on Mazzie as she lurched forward, but it was hard to keep a grasp on her. The kawaii wasn't exactly weak, plus her hand was slightly slippery from the coconut milk. Once they were at the turnbuckle, the Bomber became intimately familiar with them. Sandwiched between it and Mazzie's body, she finally had to let go.

"Ffff- Argh!" She cursed, one hand balling into a fist before she stopped herself. Even now, she insisted on doing this properly. That moment of inner conflict would give her enemy a chance to make a move!

Mazzie stumbled forward when Alyssa let her go and rubbed her aching body. As much as it hurt, however, she knew she couldn't rest on her laurels. She quick pivoted and turned, launching her body at Alyssa and trying to swung her boulder like tits at the champ's face, trying to clock her with her mammoth mammaries.

To Mazzie, they were far more powerful of a weapon than her fists and if Aylssa wanted to touch them so badly, Mazzie would give the champ a first hand view.

Alyssa, caught in her moment of vulnerability, was taken across the face by those massive jugs. She was able to clench her teeth in time, so her smile wasn't going to have a few gaps in it. That said, she wouldn't be smiling after this impact. She was actually floored, not out but clearly dazed as she reflexively reached up towards her jaw.

How unfortunate for her, she wasn't about to speak anytime soon.

Mazzie breathed a sigh of relief when she knocked Alyssa for a loop with the tit uppercut. It was alwasy satisfying but this time extremely so. Blasting that smug smirk off Alyssa was fun but Mazzie wasn't done. She pushed forward again, slamming her tits into Alyssa's face once more but this time instead of a tit punch, she was looking to smother the champ out!

With Mazzie's chest looming closer and closer, Alyssa was torn on whether she wanted to evade or to take it straight in the face. Eventually, her worse side won out and she let those massive mammaries envelop her head. That said, she had a way out. As her enemy got closer, she stepped in so she could put one hand around her fellow Canadian's back. No, not just around. She was moving it down to grab onto Mazzie's panties. Once she had enough, she yanked back and up for a massive wedgie!

Mazzie felt Alyssa's arms slip around her and grope around near her butt. Her cheeks flushed, but she kept the smother up, believing that she could finish the champ off rather quickly. Unfortunately, by the time she felt her panties getting tugged on, it was too late. There was a sharp cry and Mazzie tried to back away, only to be stuck in place. She let go of Alyssa, but began to slap at Alyssa's head to try and get her to free her from the deadly wedgie.

"Let go, whore!" Mazzie screamed as she slapped violently at Alyssa's face.

So, the wedgie worked. That was one point in Alyssa's favour. Too bad she was vulnerable to the next part. Mazzie gave her a few good ones across the face, and one struck pretty high up. With a strangled yell, the Bomber put one hand to her eye. Oh, it was on now. She ducked down low, keeping Mazzie within her now-slightly limited line of sight as she tried to trip her opponent into the coconut milk below. It was time to get to work on the submissions!

Mazzie grinned through the pain of the wedgie as her slaps seemed to connect. She loved the feeling and wanted to continue to smack the crap right out of the haughty bitch. However, Alyssa seemed to disappear under Mazzie's ample chest and the Canadian growled in frustration.

Quickly, however, she was jostled and slipped, both of them crashed into the coconut milk and Mazzie shivered as it chilled her back and seeped into her intimate parts. Mazzie shoved with all of her might to try and get Alyssa off of her. "G-Get off me!"

With her grip compromised by the coconut milk, Alyssa had no choice but to do just that. However, she wasn't done quite yet. Taking a moment to get up to a half-crouched stance, the Bomber flung herself at Mazzie. It was a chest to face splash, and while her endowments weren't as massive as her enemy's, Alyssa was going to try and smother her fellow Canadian anyways!

Mazzie sighed when Alyssa slipped off of her. She was a little surprised that just telling the girl to go away actually worked, but with how impossible it was to get a grip in the coconut milk, she sort of understood. Mazzie began to sit up, ready to readjust herself and stand up when Alyssa crashed back into small chest first.

"Mmphmm!"

Mazzie flopped back down as she was smothered by the wet chest. She slapped and smacked, groping down Alyssa's body as the two squirmed until she found Alyssa's ass. She then dug her fingers into Alyssa's butt and squeezed as hard as she could.