A Future Battle
By Stranger

It was after the apocalypse; the world had changed so drastically and after all of the wars women had mostly survived. For some unknown reason, Darwinian evolution had produced a populous of extremely large breasted women. As a result, these women had resorted to using their breasts in combat, and to battle to gain power—often just for the rights to a male of adequate mating age. Breast battles were frequent, often vicious and quite normally devastating to one if not both of the combatants.

There were no real rules other than the focus of the attacks must be the massive chests of these women although even that sometimes was ignored. Today two young girls had planned to meet to battle for the rights to a piece of land and to a male of mating age. Neither was taller than 5' 5" and although their bodies were petite, their breasts were massive—they both appeared as if they might topple over from the way their mammary tissue jutted off of their torsos. They were young and despite both having had previous victories at this type of combat, still found their glands somewhat cumbersome.

Jannell was light skinned with blonde hair and crystal blue eyes. Her rock hard breasts were equivalent to a 34EEE by today's standards. Marina in contrast was dark haired, dark skinned with black eyes. Her body was similarly built to Jannell's but her breasts were slightly larger, 34FFF would be today's equivalent. Jannell had a history of fighting against other women from Marina's tribe, and despite often being smaller, had always dominated them. Marina had similarly never lost a battle and had completely destroyed Jannell's twin sister in a recent battle over a small amount of found [Stone-note, what is "found?]. The two women shared no fondness for one another and this was certain to be a violent battle because of Marina's recent destruction of Jannell's sister and because the stakes were so high—land and a mating male.

The girls were naked in the warm heat of the post-apocalyptic summer—a sheen of sweat covered each of their bodies as they approached one another in the field where they had chosen to battle. Their massive breasts barely swayed despite their size, another evolutionary selection. Jannell cupped her slightly smaller breasts as the distance closed, her adversary electing not too. Marina smirked as she challenged her blonde opponent. "Jannell, I hope you are stronger than your sister, she was an easy conquest, and I enjoyed hearing her whimper as I brutalized her soft wimpy tits."

Jannell's face reddened with anger as she hissed back, "Just get ready for the ass kicking of your life, you fat cow!" The two girls came together with a tremendous smack of flesh, both grunting from the force. Marina's larger breasts rapidly consumed Jannell's smaller ones despite Jannell having cupped hers for the battle. Marina pushed forward, beginning a barrage of punches to Jannell's tits. Jannell, quickly on the defensive, struggled to maintain her balance under the offensive but was rapidly being knocked backwards.

After several blows, Jannell finally caught her feet and was able to counterattack. Her massive breasts and rock hard nipples slammed back into Marina's glands and the dark woman cringed from the attack. The two women stood toe-to-toe and tit-to-tit for several seconds pressing into one another, Jannell slowing gaining an advantage. Grunts of exertion and moans of pain escaped from each woman. The muscles in their backs and legs strained from the pressure as the titflesh pressed into itself and oozed from between them. Jannell's hard tits were smaller than Marina's but were compressing the darker girls against her chest wall; both girls now used their arms to produce more cleavage. "You're in trouble, Marina, and you know it; I am going to make you suffer," hissed Jannell, through gasps of exertion.

"Fuck.....YOU!!!" grunted Marina, as she suddenly, with a burst of energy, forced Jannell stumbling backwards, off balance. Marina rapidly moved forward, cupping her breasts, slightly off balance due to her body habitués, chasing down her stumbling foe. Due to her position, Jannell was not able to brace or protect herself as Marina attacked. Right, then left; Marina used her massive chest to pound Jannell's own enormous pair.

Marina exalted in hearing Jannell's cries from each blow, "Unnh...oooh...uummm...oomph...ooww," came the cry after each attack. Jannell fell back onto her ass. Marina grabbed her massive tits, with her long black-painted claws, and ripped into the sore flesh, hauling Jannell up. Jannell's eyes gave away her fear; she had hard fights in the past but no one had ever knocked her around so easily before. She frantically tried to pull the painful claws out of her reddened flesh.

Marina let go of Jannell’s breasts. Looking down, she enjoyed the pain on the white girl’s face as Jannell tried to rub the pain from her throbbing tits. Marina did not let up long and began pounding the lighter girl's breasts with her own again. Jannell steeled herself and tried to fight back, but her breasts were badly damaged and each attempt at an offensive attack hurt her considerably. She would not quit though, as sweat matted her blonde hair to her head, her back and her muscles strained with each blow.

Jannell’s sore tits began to soften under the onslaught of her massive adversary. She could feel how boggy [Stone-note, while not a real term, very creative use of the English language] they were getting. She was desperate for a change in the course of the battle and so she locked her legs with Marina's next attack. Taking the slamming force of her dark foe's massive chest and then counterattacked by ramming her own massive chest into Marina's causing the raven haired bitch to stop dead—and in fact take a half step back.

Jannell saw her chance and moved forward quickly, slamming a devastating onslaught into Marina's breasts. The dark woman had never been attacked with such force and was in trouble quickly. Her grimaces betrayed her agony with each blow as her already massive mammaries began to swell and turn a bright shade of red from her foe's attacks. Her tender tits began to soften and jiggle; she found that she was rapidly taking steps backwards to try and escape the attack. Jannell was quickly gaining an advantage and beginning to really hurt her dark-skinned adversary.

Marina would not go easily though and the two fought a violent breast-boxing match, with both of their tits suffering severe damage. After several minutes, their tit-flesh pressed violently together, each girl emitting feeble moans of exertion, exhaustion and pain, they separated, gasping for air. Tears streamed down Marina's face and welled up in Jannell's eyes. Both girls wanted to quit and both knew that this was far from over.

Marina's breasts were beginning to show bruises; they were swollen and swayed readily back and forth with her breathing. They sagged down almost to her navel from their once proud position high on her chest. Similarly, Jannell's light breasts were beet red, two sizes bigger than they once were and they swung back and forth like reeds in the wind. The two adversaries, as if on cue, came together to finish this devastating battle. As if by some prearranged plan, they grabbed one another's tits, leaving the breast boxing behind. Jannell's long red nails dug deep into Marina's massive tits as she pulled, pushed and tugged on her foe's battered flesh. Marina began to sob from the pain and exertion. Jannell continued to grunt and whimper as Marina's long black nails did equal damage and blood began to flow from one of Jannell's nipples.

The two fighters continued their battle until Marina suddenly dropped to one knee and then to the other. Now with a leverage advantage, Jannell forced Marina down to her back and began to pound on her destroyed tits—now in a frenzied attack.

Marina's hands continued to try and maintain their grip on Jannell's massive breasts but were rapidly losing control. Slowly, the dark haired woman's hands fell away as Jannell continued her attack and Marina sobbed. Jannell ravaged Marina's tits, retaliating for what the dark bitch had done to her twin and trying to elicit the submission she needed to win the male bitch.

Suddenly Jannell felt fire in her left breast. She tried to scream but the words wouldn't come out. She looked down at her prized tits—the ones which she had thought won her this devastating battle—and saw a huge gash in her left breast with blood pouring from it. She rolled off Marina and onto her back, cradling her wounded weapon. Marina dropped the sharp stone she had found on the ground, crawled over to Jannell and straddled the white girl’s chest.

Although her tits were bloody and ravaged, Marina had just enough strength to tear into Jannell's tit. It helped to have the open wound from the stone to attack as well. Jannell sobbed, frantically begging Marina to stop—the pain and devastation beyond humiliating—now fearing for her life. Jannell finally submitted as she passed out and Marina rolled off of her, victorious once again over one of the Timora sisters; and then slipped into unconsciousness...