The Mad House of Abs

The intense contest remained so as the two were locked into a struggle that refused to give up. Fallon would pull away once more and Kyoko prepared herself to match her but soon Fallon threw herself into her again and this time ended the teasing they had been doing to go for a full on kiss. "Mmhh." Kyoko moaned as Fallon collided into her and went for the big kiss. Throwing her thighs to lock her up and keep on pressing her completely while making out with the Belly Queen.

Kyoko was surprised she'd do this kind of thing right in front of Odessa but she was still fighting back pushing herself front and making their boobs press into each other and Fallon's abs would still be rolled on by Kyoko's shaking to match and run into her body as hard as possible. She would even try to rub her a little slower to tease Fallon while letting their thighs stay locked up to make sure Fallon couldn't go anywhere.

Fallon's sudden attack did seem to startle Kyoko, but it did not break down her abdominal defenses. Fallon had hoped for it, but she had not gone so far as to expect it. Kyoko's abs were the second-strongest set in the world, losing out only to Fallon's own, and it took a lot to break them. Body grinding was never going to be as effective as punching in breaking a belly, and seeing as how their previous belly punching contests had gone for most of an hour, it was entirely possible that this contest could last twice as long.

Or the rest of their bodies would give out while their abs still held strong.

Fallon kept her thighs locked, trapping Kyoko in the grind, feeling her girlfriend fight back. "Mmmf..." Fallon moaned into their kiss, as she felt Kyoko switching tempos just like Fallon was switching directions. Fallon didn't stop what she was doing, combining all her tactics into a flurry of miniature assaults: a rolling attac upward, then right; quick, punchy pushes to either side; serpentine grinding all the way down below Kyoko's navel; and direct clashes between the most rigid parts of her abs and Kyoko's, daring the purple-haired girl to match her.

Fallon's continued focus on trapping her and trying everything to get an opening contrasted with Kyoko who would go all in on one thing. The Belly Queen knew that despite Fallon's insistence otherwise she had the strongest abs in the world and she was happy to finally prove otherwise by bringing the brunette down with a continued press to her abs. Fallon continued trying the same thing but Kyoko would keep her focus on her slow tempo and pushing into Fallon's belly wanting to wear down her entire stomach and make Fallon feel like she was fighting a brick wall that threatened to crush her stomach completely.

The kissing was a nice distraction but it only motivated her, wanting to feel the moans Fallon would make as her body continued to be pressed into her, and knowing that the two of them were going to be doing this for a long time she saw it as a nice distraction. The time would pass as the two continued to battle it out, soon she felt like she was losing track of time as Fallon remained her main focus.

The two of them seemed to have found a rhythm that worked for them both, with Fallon constantly changing up her attack from slow to fast, grinding to jabbing, and Kyoko continuing at her own pace, hoping that her consistency would break Fallon first. It was a pretty good metaphor for their relationship, actually!

The battle wore on for minute after minute, with neither of them seeming to make much headway. At this rate, it really might be whoever could stay awake longer—Fallon did like her chances in such a contest, but that wasn't really the sort of victory she was shooting for, and their referee would be long asleep by the time it concluded. Fallon closed her eyes and tried to press her whole belly against Kyoko's, firmly, but not firmly enough to do much damage—just trying to get a feel for every single spot on her girlfriend's torso, and where she might be feeling the weakest right now! Skin from their solar plexuses to their groins made contact and stayed pressed together, warming up as Fallon breathed deeply.

Fallon was usually high-energy, but if taking a moment to stop her attack and gather data was what it took to win, then she would do it.

A battle like this while one Kyoko knew she would win in time, would take a long time to actually pull off. Considering it was late and the referee they had gotten for the contest was still resting off a match and a belly beating she had taken a few short hours later Kyoko didn't want to risk her falling asleep and leaving them both trapped here overnight since chances are even if she won she'd be too weak and tired to properly get her to wake up. Fallon seemed to sense the same thing because just when Kyoko pressed into Fallon she did the same, too fast for her to have done it because Kyoko started doing it. They thought the same in situations like this and she found herself pushing for any angle she could to try and find a weak spot. Somewhere on that perfect belly of her girlfriend.

After what felt like a long struggle she seemed to find something. Just above Fallon's navel and to the right. It made sense as Kyoko remembered that spot always being close to where she targeted whenever she wanted to excite or surprise Fallon but she didn't know it applied as overall weakspot as well, of course a weak spot on Fallon was still tougher than most abs so it was rare to actually feel it this weak and only showed itself after this long struggle but once she felt it she would start going for it pressing her belly into Fallon's side and rubbing harder to make a point.

The close, probing contact was very exciting, as both of them tried to figure out the best way to attack the other in order to speed up the conclusion of this belly-on-belly bout. They had never touched each other in this exact way before, and Fallon did not take a lot of touching to get warmed up. She would freely admit that this was driving her crazy, but luckily she long ago had learned how to let her excitement and her lust fuel her competitive nature. Kyoko was the only one who saw that side of Fallon nowadays, and so the California girl had a lot to unleash on her girlfriend now!

Minutes more passed as Fallon probed Kyoko's belly, searching for her weakness, eyes closed, lips still pressing against Kyoko's as they seemed to almost combine into one body during this time. During this time, she let her mind wander around the issue of how to attack Kyoko, trying to think of any clue which could help her finish the Japanese cutie off. The first time she met Kyoko came to mind, in the ring...and the left-handed haymaker which she buried in Kyoko's belly to finish her off. Her target had been Kyoko's belly button, and thinking of the angle her fist came in at, Fallon pressed her abs into Kyoko's slightly up and to the left...and found, she thought, just the weak spot she was looking for.

A weak spot which was as hard as iron, still tougher than any other spot on any other belly in the world, save for Kyoko's and for Fallon's. But a weak spot nonetheless. Fallon shifted her weight and pressed that side of her body forward, meeting a similar thrust from Kyoko. Fallon moaned into their kiss and fearlessly thrust her belly out, letting Kyoko target the exact spot she wanted, even leading with that part of her abs as she pressed straight into the weak spot of Kyoko's body, pushing deep and straight forward, then slowly, slowly to the left to try to increase her girlfriend's fatigue!

Once she had found the target she noticed a shift in things, putting herself in a position to actually target something instead of hitting the entire belly let her focus and focus she did, pressing into her girlfriend while her eyes were closed and her mind nearly blank to let her abs do all the work they needed. She wanted to flatten Fallon's abs and feel the air leave her lips so much she couldn't contain herself. Fallon seemed to focus on something as well, a part of Kyoko that she seemed to think was a weak point but Kyoko paid it no mind...even as things started to escalate.

Instead giving Fallon's lips another deep kiss she began to shake and press scrubbing Fallon's belly before hitting it with her full force as if testing the ground and seeing if she was getting results. The difference right now was minuscule but it was there, and that was enough motivation for Kyoko to dog deeper. Like someone deep in the old gold rush she had seen her prize and while it would take more work she was renewed in vigor and ignored all else simply keeping herself locked on Fallon waiting for the prize she was looking for.

Kyoko took a more aggressive, wild tack than Fallon did, scrubbing and thrusting aggressively, though her efforts were still centered around one small area, just as Fallon's were. Only time would tell whose tactic paid off more, and in the end, the fact that Fallon had been more aggressive before, and Kyoko had been slower-paced and more targeted, might just balance everything out. Of course, balance meant that the better abs—Fallon's abs—would win.

Fallon pressed deep again, then slid hard to the left, as if she were trying to open that weak spot wider and wider with each pass. She did it again, and again, and again, and then, as soon as Kyoko was probably expecting it, she would change up, peppering quick little punchy pushes into Kyoko's weak spot, then pulling back until their bellies barely touched, and then sliding, scraping up and down.

All the while, Fallon did feel a slow burn starting to form in her own abs, and she knew that was the feeling of Kyoko's attacks affecting her at last. She huffed into Kyoko's mouth, the tone still light, confident, and challenging even as she started to be worn down. She knew Kyoko had to be in a slightly worse way!

Fallon had slowed down but she was still aggressive in her slower pace trying to get her to break down but Kyoko could only press on in her attack. She knew that Fallon was starting to feel what she was doing and she even made a huff with her mouth that almost seemed to dare Kyoko to keep going. Fallon seemed to be pressing into her in a similar way but she ignored the growing pain there and simply tried to make it harder on Fallon. Waiting for the chance to feel those abs start to go down, knowing that it would happen sooner or later.

She didn't wait on much not even to see what Fallon's response would be she just kept on attacking waiting for the moment those abs gave up. If it came down to attrition this would end in her victory but she had to be smart and make sure Fallon wouldn't try some new trick at the last minute she wanted to savor this moment and would take all the right precautions before beating down Fallon's belly once and for all.

Fallon kept up her assault, going back to the basic tactic of pushing in deep, then sliding hard to the side, before cycling through some of her other techniques in turn. The pain in her own stomach was growing, but that wasn't exactly unusual when she was fighting Kyoko. She breathed in deeply through her nose—breathing in the reassuring scent of a sweaty, weakening Kyoko—and kept up her own attack, feeling that weak spot grow little by little with each thrust of her belly.

The weak spot, as one might expect, was not in the middle of one of Kyoko's abs, but instead in the small region between muscles, where two abdominals met and just a little forward of where Kyoko's obliques would pick up the slack. By attacking there, Fallon would put strain on those two neighboring abs, and eventually one of them—she was focusing on attacking the bottom side of the top ab—would become too fatigued to remain flexed. Kyoko would relax involuntarily, and as soon as that happened to one ab, all of the others would come crashing down in quick succession, making her belly easy prey.

Fallon could sense it coming. Minute after minute, thrust after thrust, she felt the pain in her own belly increase, and could only imagine the worse discomfort Kyoko must be feeling at the same time...