iolent for centuries, fighting amongst each other and killing any visitors. Even in World War 2 they had to be left alone. It is only in the last few decades that the natives have become more welcoming and friendly and the tourists have come pouring in.

Now Koratiki has a resort community on the beach, lots of hotels and fun activities. There are no real laws on the island and no taxes to pay, so gambling is everywhere and even in paradise prostitution and organized crime are beginning to flourish.

Story 1: The Jungle Queen

The natives of Koratiki live deep in the jungle and rarely interact with the outsiders who come for a good time on the beach. The natives are dark skinned and beautiful on average, living lives of luxury and ease. All the food they need can be picked right off the trees, leaving everyone with only to decide how to fill the days.

For a very long time they occupied themselves with violence, splitting themselves into tribes and fighting against each other. That was until the great Queen Tekata rose to power. She was the leader of one of the tribes, but she was so powerful that she could command them all and she chose to end the violence.

She ruled for over 30 years, since she was 17 years old and by 50 she was still going strong. Few people know that it was Tekata alone who made Koratiki safe to live on. She was a proud and confident woman, arguably the most beautiful on the island and without a doubt the woman with the most awe-inspiring breasts.

The Koratikians are a strange and supersitious people. They have an entirely matriachal power structure, where only the women can be the leader of a tribe. It is the most beautiful women who are selected for power, and most importantly, it is the women with the largest breasts. There is a berry that grows only on Koratiki that will cause any woman who eats it to begin to lactate and the Koratikian's believe that to drink the milk of a woman with beautiful breasts is to become stronger, so it is the duty of the leader of a village to not only command but also to supply milk before a battle. The tribe with the leader with the largest breast is automatically feared and respected, and from there came everything that follows.

Tekata sat proudly on her throne atop a pedestal of stone. She could look over her entire village from here and all could see her and worship her beauty and power. She was proud and confident; even after all of her years she was still incredibly beautiful. She gazed around dutifully but her thoughts were on her own body and how magnificent it must appear to those who gazed up at her. She did not have to look down to know what she looked like; she had it memorized.

Her dark skin was flawless and smooth, firm with the toned and athletic muscles that she held tight and posed. Her waist was narrow and her belly bulged subtly with the shapes of her muscles. It was bared to the world like most of her body; she wore only a small fur loincloth and cups made of coconuts strapped to her breasts.

All women but the queen went bare-chested, as was the law. It seems like a foolish law to outsiders, but the queen's armored bra was a symbol of her power. Throughout history the leaders of each tribe would wear coconut shells over their breasts as protection, since the Koratikians believe that the breasts of their leader are the source of their power. As that became symbolic of status, it was forbidden for any others to cover their chests as if pretending to be more than they were.

Tekata smirked as she thought about that. It was a rule which she enforced harshly and it pleased her to see the other women bare chested, especially those just coming-of-age. She turned her attention to the teenaged girls that she could see wandering the streets between the simple wooden huts. She had ruled for decades and none had every been able to take her throne, but still many tried, challenging her again and again, all ending in miserable failure. She tried to guess who would be the next ambitious young girl to test her breasts.

Large breasts are not a common trait amoung the Koratikians, and perhaps that is why they are so prized, but two of the largest young women were at that moment playing in the jungle, well out of sight of the queen.

Tahini and Tobiko charged each other, then their two pairs of naked breasts slapped flesh-to-flesh. Their firm mounds grinding into each other, their sweaty skin slick and sliding, rubbing hot orbs back and forth against each other, nipples digging into tender and sensitive skin.

Tobiko's lips pulled away from gritted teeth as she let out a snarl, planting her feet into the soft soil and pushing harder and harder, her firm bosom slowly crushing Tahini's tender breasts. Tahini's expression shifted and became one of pain and despair as she let out a cry, then fell backwards onto her ass.

Tahini clutched her large breasts in both hands and moaned in pain, "Oh, Tobiko! You're too rough! That really hurt! Ow!" speaking in the unique and strange language of Koratiki.

The other girl stood with hands on her hips over the prone form of Tahini and just laughed triumphantly and said with a broad grin, "You're not even a challenge anymore, Tahini. The only thing left for me to do is face the old woman again for real."

Tobiko certainly had an impressive look to her as she stood there in only a loin cloth. She was young and athletic, just barely 18 years old but very strong and with a huge, firm bosom. Her face was pretty but hard and stern with determination, her dark eyes cold and unfeeling.

Tahini slowly pulled herself up from the ground, gently rubbing her own, brutalized breasts. She had an abundant bosom also, her nicely rounded and firm breasts bouncing as she moves. Despite how she held them, they seemed perfectly intact, not even reddened. She was also 18 but an inch shorter and her bosom was clearly smaller, not much above average for the girls of the village. She stared at the larger girl, then said urgently, "Please, Tobiko, don't do anything crazy! You've already challenged the queen three times and been beaten every one."

The smaller girl reached out and cupped one of Tobiko's breasts gently in a hand, lovingly caressing the hot, sweaty flesh and saying seriously, "Remember, it took more than a month for the bruises to heal last time. You could get seriously hurt!"

Tobiko frowned and brushed the hand from her breast with a quick gesture, then said firmly, "My breasts are fine; don't worry about me. I'm not the one who's going to get hurt. Once I've crushed those oversized tits, I'm going to make her pay for every bruise she's put on my beautiful breasts."

A hard and concerned gaze entered Tahini's eyes and she gripped Tobiko's shoulder, giving her a firm squeeze and a little shake as Tahini snapped, "Tobiko! Please, think about what you are saying! You can't crush Tekata's breasts; every woman in the village has gone up against her and failed, we all know how strong and firm she is. When I fought her, her tits hit mine like hammers! I thought they would never stop aching. She's like a goddess, one of the oldest women in the village and yet she never seems to age and she has the best breasts anyone has ever seen! Please, Tobiko! I know your breasts are better than mine, but even you can't beat Tekata! No one can!"

With a sudden jerk, Tobiko pulled away, her naked breasts swaying as she said almost angrily, "No, Tohini, my breasts aren't just a little better than yours, my breasts are by far the best on the island. Tekata is the only one between me and being absolute ruler!" she gestured down at herself, "I've got the body of a woman destined for greatness and I won't let anyone stand in my way! I refuse to be a slave to the that damned woman's boobs and I won't stop until I ruin her, no matter what it takes!"

The sun was warm and filtered through the leaves of the trees and there was a gentle, moist breeze blowing through the village. A smile came to Tekata's lips as she gazed over the people whom she ruled from atop her throne. She could tell that this was going to be a good day and she felt a swell of pride build in her chest. She was a god-queen, the most beautiful and the most powerful, destined to rule for all time. Even she believed it sometimes, especially now as the sun played across her firm skin and highlighted her beautiful body. She had never expected to keep the body of a twenty-year old for so many years, but it seemed that she was destined for greatness far beyond any ruler who had come before. She pushed out her chest and showed her perfect white teeth as she decided that this island and all of its people would be hers forever.

Her moment was cut short suddenly when Tobiko stepped out into the clearing before the throne. She was looking fit and powerful, her muscles gleaming with a thin layer of sweat from her match with Tahini, but not the slightest tired. Tobiko thrust her chest out, her flawless, round breasts bouncing high and firm with large dark nipples. "Tekata! I challenge you for leadership! My breasts against yours!"

Tekata glared and slowly stepped down off the throne, her bare feet planting into the soft, moist earth as she thrust her own chest forward. She reached back and unfastened her coconut bra, her bosom trembling in its confines and then springing free, bouncing up into the warm air.

She studied her opponent and frowned. Tekata could hardly belief that this girl was back, her breasts looking firm and perfect. "Damn she recovers quickly," the queen thought to herself, "I all but crushed her breasts last time! I wonder if my breasts would spring back like hers."

She glanced down at herself, at her newly exposed breasts, swaying and celebrating their freedom, her dark nipples swollen and standing out. She smiled and reassured herself that her breasts were so much bigger, heavy orbs of flesh so firm that they had never given in even after thousands of battles. They simply could not be defeated, for to lose even once would be to lose everything and that must never happen.

She smirked as the two topless women began to slowly circle each other, clasping their hands behind the backs and pushing their chests forward. As the other villagers began to gather around, their eyes wide with excitement, Tekaga called out, "Haven't you learned your lesson yet? I've beaten you so many times that I've lost count. If you're not careful, you'll ruin those nice tits of yours."

The girl said nothing, her dark eyes hardening into a glare of pure hatred. Then suddenly her eyes shot down to Tekata's bare breasts, bouncing with every step. The queen almost laughed, enjoying the effect her bosom had on others, but her amusement was cut off when a firm young pair of breasts smashed into her.

Tekata was almost knocked over, losing her balance for a moment as her feet scrambled on the moist earth, then she screamed and shoved with her own large, heavy breasts. The two women parted and staggered back, their bosoms bouncing as they sprang out against each other. Neither showed any sign of pain.

The next time those bosoms came together the flesh slapped like a clap of thunder as both women launched themselves to strike together. They bared their teeth and thrust their chests forward, slamming the tender flesh mercilessly.

By the time Tobiko's breasts had smashed into the other bosom for the 20th time, the girl was panting for breath and her one smooth, round, flawless breasts were red and swollen, her dark nipples standing out and throbbing. She clenched her fists behind her back and struggled to resist the urge to cradle her aching breasts and admit defeat. "Oh shit," she thought as her heart raced, "How can that old woman have such firm tits?! It's like I'm bashing my breasts against a stone! Damn it! I can't win!"

She let out a howl of pain and frustration, then thrust her chest forward again, putting every muscle of her firm body into it. The older woman grinned and met her full on with powerful, healthy breasts that seemed invincible. This was not an even match, not even close. Tekata's bosom looked and felt fresh and new, not even reddened from the unyielding assults. Tekata mashed mammary flesh with the younger woman, now with complete confidence. Each time crushing Tobiko's breasts a little more.

Then, disaster struck. As Tekata thrust out her chest hard to deliver a finishing blow and finally smash the cocky girl's bosom to pulp, something went wrong. A bolt of pain shot through Tekata's left breast, slicing deep into the hot flesh as if something inside her had suddenly broken.

She gasped and staggered back, her eyes wide as she looked down at her gleaming, sweaty breasts and gaped in horror. In all her years, all the thousands of challengers she had faced, she had never felt anything like that. She felt her heart racing and her hands become sweaty and she knew a sudden rush of fear. She had to end this quickly and hope that no one saw her fear. She looked back to her opponent with the burning red breasts and the many bruises soon to form, but despite this Tobiko was grinning wildly. "Damn it!" thought Tekata, "She's seen!" She clenched her fist and felt it tremble in anger, her mind racing, "What's happening to me? I've never felt so weak! But I cannot lose! I've got to finish this quickly."

Tobiko held back a pain-filled cry of relief as she finally saw pain in her opponents eyes. Even better, there was shock and fear on Tekata's face. "I've hurt her!" thought Tobiko in jubilation, "I've got to end it now!"

The two woman slammed together, their sweaty flesh slapping loudly and wetly, their slick breasts jiggling against each other, but instead of bouncing apart this time they each dug their feet into the rich black soil and pressed harder. Each of the two women was athletic and healthy, and every lean muscle quivered and bulged, her skin getting hot as she forced her large breasts against the other woman. Tobiko immediately felt her aching breasts mushrooming, flattening against her chest, but Tekata's remained firm, her large nipples digging into Tobiko's flesh mercilessly.

Tekata's face was pressed against Tobiko's, cheek to cheek as they ground their bodies together and panted for breath. Both women were tired and in pain; Tekata could feel more and more pain shooting through her left breast, she could feel it weakening, the flesh beginning to tremble under the pressure, but Tekata didn't show it. To hide her pain she snarled at Tobiko, "You bitch! I'm going to crush you flat!"

Both women seemed to be in a deadlock to the villagers around them, all staring with wide eyes at the two woman, bare bodies coated with sweat, muscles straining in a motionless, hidden battle. Then suddenly Tekata pulled back and thrust forward, her breasts smashing in one devastating smack of nude skin against skin..

Tekata cried out in pain and horror as the two bosoms crushed together. She felt her left breast give way and mushroom, squishing painfully, spreading along her ribs and burning like fire. Tobiko felt it too and for one instant she thought she had won, even as her own breasts mushroomed again, but her bosom didn't just mushroom; the awesome force of the blow finally crushed her breasts, flatting them against her ribs completely.

The younder woman did not give in, she kept pressing with her flattened breasts, her hard ribs digging into Tekata's large round breasts for a heartbeat, unable to accept defeat so close to victory. For one moment that seemed to last forever, she clenched her teeth and snarled, grinding her body against Tekata's invincible breasts, then suddenly Tobiko screamed in agony and dropped to the ground. The girl began to writhe and clutch her breasts as stabbing pain filled them, cursing and kicking her legs frantically.

Tekata immediately grabbed her left boob, holding it tight against her palm and trying to massage away the pain as she leaned down over the weeping challenger and snarled angrily, "Damn you! If you ever challenge me again, I'm going to crush you and then rip your tits off!"

The villagers cheered, their hero had prevailed again, but the show was over as Tekata stormed out of the clearing and the crowd quickly dissolved. Tahini ran up to Tobiki and helped her up, the smaller girl's eyes wide with concern. Tahini carried her friend back to her hut, leaning heavily on her shoulders. Tobiko was limping and weak, her breasts throbbing in pain and dangling limp and soft from her chest, bright red and floppy. She sobbed silently and tears of pain flowed down her cheeks as she held one of her breasts tenderly in her hand.

Tekata suddenly burst into Tiko's hut, throwing aside the curtain door and groaning in pain. She gasped for breath and fell to her knees, holding her left breast tenderly. Clenching her teeth and groaning, she fought back her tears as Tiko gasps and scrambled to her feet, rushing over to the queen and calling out, "Tekata?! What's wrong? Were you injured in the fight?"

Tiko was shocked. She had never known the great and invincible queen to have any difficulty in using her magnificent breasts to dominate others. Tiko put her soft and skillful hands on the old woman's shoulders to try to comfort her. Tiko was a beautiful and caring woman of 29 years with a smooth, unmuscled body, soft, elegantly curved breasts that were not large but where admired in their own way. Her bosom was below average in size, but far above in the smooth, creamy skin and delicate curves. She had one and only role in the village: tending to the queen's body.

She helped Tekata up onto the table and laid her down, then Tiko sighed softly and shook her head in disgust. She  scolded, "Please, Tekata! You are too old for this! You still have the most beautiful breasts on the island, but if you keep doing this, you'll ruin them. Please, you must retire! I couldn't bare to see you destroyed."

Tekata just groaned and lay there, holding her breast gently. She watched Tiko dip her hands in smooth cool mud, rubbing her palms together and preparing for a massage. Tekata's eyes roamed over Tiko's cute and sensual body, watching every move, then saying softly, "Tiko, I..." barely able to bring herself to say it, "My breast, it hurts so badly. I think it was damaged in the fight."

Tiko sighed again and carefully slid muddy fingers under Tekata's too very gently hold the wounded breast in both hands. "This one?" and with a nod from the old woman, Tiko began to slowly massage the cool mud into the breast, skillful fingers probing tenderly. Tiko new the more about medicine than anyone in the village, the knowledge passed down from her equally beautiful mother and from a long line of her ancestors.

She moaned softly at the feel of the silky smooth breast. Even after all these years, Tekata hadn't a single wrinkle on her youthful body. Tiko said softly, "Yes, I can feel there is deep bruising and swelling here, perhaps a ruptured gland. You need to be gentle with this breast for at least a month or you are going to lose it."

Tekata stiffened and clenched her fist. She closed her eyes and swallowed hard as an icy chill shot through her body. The smooth voice of Tiko washed over the aging queen, "If you retire you will still be powerful and respected, just for having the largest breasts in the village. But if you let this continue at your age, you will lose everything. No one stays young forever."

Tikata's eyes snapped open and she sat up suddenly, her breasts slick and gleaming with mud as she said firmly, "I will. I'm not just a woman; I'm a goddess! In all these years, I've stayed young and beautiful. Why should now be any different? Have you ever heard of a woman as old as me looking this good? Of course not! It's my destiny to rule for all time; don't ever forget that."

The soft, muddy hands of Tiko came calmly back to the queen's breasts and resumed the massage, kneading the firm orbs with smooth strokes. "As you wish."

On the far side of the village, Tobiko lay in Tahini's hut, in her bed and moaned at the cruelty of life. Tahini dabbed cool water on the aching breasts and Tobiko arched her back in agony.

Tahini hated seeing her best friends beautiful breasts so bruised and mangled. She smiled to lighten the mood and pushed forward her own bouncy, beautiful breasts into Tobiko's face and said lightly, "Still think your boobs are better than mine?" But Tobiko just grabbed one of them and shoved it away, snapping, "Not now, Tahini."

The wounded warrior growled and winced in pain, "Damn that woman. She's going to pay for this. Once I've beaten her, she's going straight into the volcano! No, wait; I'll have rabid dogs bite her tits off!"

The smaller girl gasped and her dark eyes went wide. She took Tobiko by the shoulders and shook her, crying out, "Are you crazy?! How can you even think such a thing? Didn't you see what just happened?! If you fight Tekata again, you're going to be ruined! Please, I love your beautiful breasts; don't throw them away!"

With a snear, Tobiko brushed off Tahini's hands and flopped back down onto the bed, then grumbled, "That bitch. I'll ruin her! I'll..." her words trailing off as her eyes suddenly widened and she gaped.

"What is it?" asked Tahini, "Are you alright?"

"Yes! Oh, yes!" cried Tobiko happily, "I know how I can beat her. I will finally see the look on her face when she falls at my feet!"

Many days past and both women tended to their wounds. Tekata had her breasts massaged in, fresh, scented mud 5 times a day by the skilled hands of Tiko, while Tobiko lay in bed, waiting for her breasts to heal, plotting wicked designs, and gloating over her plans for the soon-to-be fallen queen, spurred on by the continual throbbing in her bosom.

After a week, Tobiko's breasts had returned to their healthy shape, though still covered in painful bruises. She felt well enough to go out into the jungle. She walked slowly so that her unsupported breasts would not jiggle painfully as she moved and so her eyes could scan the dew covered leafy plants, her feet padding softly in the warm, rich soil.

Her eyes suddenly flashed as she caught sight of her prize and she bit her lip. Right in front of her, hidden in some bushes was a snake, bright green and blue, about 20 inches long. She swallowed hard and calmed her nerves, reaching forward her hand. She knew that the venom was not deadly, not even she was desperate enough to risk that, but a single bite would be enough to end her chances of becoming queen forever. It was well known in the village from the victims of this terror that the venom causes the body to wither away where bitten. One woman was bitten in the leg and was never strong enough to walk again.

She moved slowly and carefully, her heart racing, feeling like it would explode from her chest. She found her palm was sweaty and rubbed her fingers against it, but she could not dry it. She reached closer and closer. Suddenly, the snake turned and sprung. It hadn't been facing her before, but it leapt straight for her chest, it's fangs out and gleaming. She screamed in panic and stagger back, her bosom bouncing wildly as she made a desperate snatch for the snake.

She shook all over as a wave of horror swept through her young body. She felt suddenly like she was going to vomit, but she fought it off. She stared into the open jaws of the writhing snake in her hand, the two long fangs dripping poison. The slightest touch could do her damage but it fell to the ground between her legs instead of onto her bare skin.

After several long, deep breathes, she was able to calm herself enough to stand and she swore to never try something like this again. But she knew that she would not need to. This one snake was more than enough to make all of her dreams come true. She hid the snake in a pot in her hut and over the next few weeks, as her breasts healed, she milked it. She forced the poor creature to squirt its poison into a little flask, again and again. She fed it mice and watched it eat with fascination. It's pray withered away right before her eyes, almost liquifying in the snake's mouth.

Finally, her time had come. It was about a month since her last fight and her breasts were nearly healed. She knew that this would not be a hard fight and so she wasn't worried that she still had a few sore spots.

She waited in the shadows of the jungle where the light of the moon could not reach her and watched Tekata's hut. Tekata had two muscular male guards at all times, except when they changed shifts. The queen had never been attacked in the peaceful village in all the years she had ruled, so the guards were mostly a formality. Tobiko had several minutes after the first guards left before the next ones would appear, but she moved quickly to be safe.

She could feel her heart pounding again, but after facing the snake, this seemed like a tame risk. She slipped into the queen's hut and saw her sleeping form. Tobiko silently admitted to herself what she could never say aloud, "Oh, wow. She's beautiful," as she watched the totally naked Tekata. The perfectly round orbs of the queen's naked breasts were thrust proudly into the air as she slept, swaying gently every time Tekata shifted. Tobiko bit her lip and stared transfixed. She slowly reached out, her fingers achingly close to the smooth flesh. She thought suddenly, "I wish I could touch them just once before I destroy them. I'm going to regret it for the rest of my life if I don't."

The chewed on her lip for a long moment, then suddenly pulled back and got to work. She went quickly to the armored bra made of coconuts that could barely fit over the queen's breasts. Her bosom looked almost funny, the way it overflowed the cups. Tobiko lifted the bra and set it against her own breasts, feeling her bosom cradled by the firm support. It fit her very well and she grinned. "I was born for this," she thought.

She set the bra down on the table and suddenly pulled out her little flask of poison. With a quick flick of her wrist she was pouring the clear liquid down into each cup. She had just barely enough to cover the inside of the bra, but she was careful to make sure she didn't miss an inch.

Before she left, she gently laid her hands on the breasts of the sleeping queen, caressing the skin with a light touch, but Tobiko was lucky and Tekata did not wake.

In the morning, Tekata woke and put on her bra as usual, sliding her large, proud bosom into the smooth cups, then she went to sit on her throne and look over her village. She smiled pleasantly and was in a good mood because it had been days since she had felt any pain in the breast that Tobiko had injured, and so the queen was friendly with the villagers that she saw on the way.

By the time she got to her throne, the sun was blazing down on her flawless, bare skin. It warmed her and felt wonderful at first, but then she groaned. Her breasts were beginning to feel too hot, as if the sun were cooking them inside her bra. She ground her teeth together but refused to take it off, even when her breasts began to itch terribly. She just had to make it through a few more minutes to fulfill her duties, then she could dunk her body in some cool water. She would not indignify herself by throwing off her bra, but she could not resist scratching at her breasts, her fingers poking at the edges of the cups that held her pride and joy. She stopped the moment she saw anyone looking at her and she tried to keep her noble pose, but she was sweating with the effort.

The villagers were surprised when Tobiko came to challenge Tekata yet again for the best breasts in the village, but they were shocked when Tekata actually seemed happy about it. The queen raced down the steps from her throne and threw off her bra, moaning in relief as she felt the breeze blow across her bosom and the bounce of her firm breasts in the midday air.

She was puzzled for a moment when her breasts seemed lighter than she had expected, and yet they seemed to hang lower on her body than usual. But at the moment, she had far more important things to think about. She smirked at Tobiko and said with a laugh, "Oh, Tobiko. So young and foolish, yet with such nice breasts. Don't you remember last time? When you lose this fight, I really will have your breasts ripped off. Did you think I was making an empty threat?"

Tobiko stood with her hands on her hips and her legs spread, her bare breasts gleaming in the sun as she also grinned and said confidently, "It doesn't matter. You're not going to win. Not today."

They stood facing each other and smirking for a long moment and a gentle breeze flowed through the long black hair of both women, then with unspoken agreement they both clasped their hands behind their backs and advanced.

They bumped their chests together once, just lightly to start the match, but it caused Tekata to groan. She frowned and glared at her oppenent, Tekata's eyes moving down to stare at the firm breasts that seemed so young and bouncy. "Damn it, she's completely recovered! These young girls just bounce back," she thought as her breasts began to throb with pain, "And how did they get so firm? That hurt me!"

They smashed together with more force the next time, hot flesh slapping hot flesh, but this time Tobiko's breasts held firm and Tekata's mushroomed. She staggered back and stared down at her tits in disbelief, the large mounds trembling and swaying heavily. "What the hell is going on?! This can't be happening!" she said silently as she panted for breath. Then anger filled her, her good mood gone entirely as she hated this young fool who faced her. How dare Tobiko challenge the greatest queen the island had ever known? The queen who would rule forever?

The two lovely bosoms smacked savagely, Tekata giving it her all, hitting Tobiko harder than she had ever felt. Both sets of breasts mushroomed and bounced as they came apart. Tekata clenched her teeth against the pain and charged again, her soft bosom smashing into Tobiko's again and again, driving the girl backwards, stumbling and wincing in pain as her breasts were abused.

But then both women were panting and covered in sweat, their breasts gleaming and swollen, soon to be covered in bruises. Tekata felt a burning in her breasts like she had never felt before, but it only drove her harder, her anger turning her vision red. But just as she was about to lash out again, Tobiko rammed her with twin missiles of throbbing, firm flesh.

Tekata screamed in pain and staggered, but Tobiko thrust her chest out and struck again. After Tekata had been pounded a dozen times, her breasts were painfully swollen and like twin orbs of endless pain. She knew that she had to end it now. She dug her feet in and stood firm, making her body like a wall for Tobiko to crash into. As mammary slammed against mammary, they both held firm, sweaty and rubbing against each other, burning hot flesh grinding between the two powerful women.

Tekata swallowed her pain and smirked, saying confidently, "You don't really think you can beat me, do you? I've been destroying better women then you from before you were born!"

The younger woman clenched her teeth and groaned in pain, her trembling bosom straining hard against the elder, larger set of tits, but she could not give in. She knew that this was her best and only chance to ever defeat Tekata. Tobiko presses harder and harder, her face red and her heart racing. She could literally feel her beautiful breasts reaching the breaking point, the smooth skin stretched tight by her red and angry swollen flesh.

Suddenly, breasts began to fail and Tobiko gasped. The sore and sweaty young woman laughed and declared, "Not today, bitch!"

It took Tekata a moment to realize what was happening, but then pain lanced through her tender flesh and she screamed. She fell to the ground and clutched her breasts. She stared up at Tobiko and her proud, firm breasts, then Tekata felt her own and realized that they were smashed, flat and soft, her firm orbs destroyed and aching so hard that she could do nothing but cry and scream, "You bitch! My breasts! My breasts!"

Tahini came running up to the hot and panting Tobiko, Tahini's handful breasts bouncing happily as she cheered and thrust up a fist, then lunched herself into a sudden hug. The two young women smashed together in hugs and kisses, rubbing their large bosoms together, lubricated with sweat. Tobiko groaned in the pain of the impact, but it was more than worth it. She grinned broadly and celebrated with her friend.

Tekata grabbed Tobiko's shoulder and yanked, spinning Tobiko around out of the loving embrace, her aching breasts bouncing and trembling as the fallen queen snarled, "I'll rip your tits off!" her eyes wild like an animal. Tobiko howled in pain as a clawed hand raked nails across her left breast, sinking in deep into the tender flesh and drawing blood. She stumbled backwards into her friend's arms as the sweet and innocent Tahini began to scream in horror.

The villagers pounced on Tekata and grabbed her arms, pulling her off the wounded new queen and hauled her away with her crushed breasts dangling from her chest. She was dragged kicking and screaming, "This isn't over! Do you think you've won? I'll be back and my tits will be better than ever!" then breaking into insane laughter.

Tiko sat in her hut and looked in the little mirror she had gotten during a trip to the resort community. She listened to the violence outside and admired her own beautiful face and naked bosom, then sighed and wondered why other women were such fools.

Still, it came as a surprise when Tahini carried a weeping Tobiko in and announced that Tobiko was the new leader of the village. Tobiko was rushed to the table and Tiko frowned as she took the wounded breast firmly in her skillful fingers, then shook her head in disgust and said, "I'm sorry, but this is going to leave scars. There's nothing I can do about it."

Tobiko clenched her fist and yelled furiously with tears in her eyes. Even as Tiko was covering the wound and stopping the bleeding, Tobiko was roaring, "Damn her! I'll kill her! Throw her in the volcano!" But Tekata had already left the village and she could not be found.

It wasn't until a week later that Tiko had another surprise. The former queen, the still beautiful Tekata appeared at the door to the hut. Tiko gasped at that and stood staring at ruins of the greatest breasts anyone on the island had ever possessed. Then she frowned in disgust as she realized that Tekata had done this to herself.

Tekata had tears in her eyes and she came to Tiko begging for help, "Tiko, I need you! Something wrong! It's horrible. My breasts aren't healing. It has been days and they are like withered bags! Help me, Tiko! I want my breasts back!"

The healer just frowned and shook her head slowly, saying softly, "No, Tekata. There is nothing I can do. I warned you that you weren't as young as you used to be, now you are paying the price for your foolishness."

Tekata staggered back from the words and hugged her tiny breasts as a hard shudder of horror hit her, then she fell to her knees at Tiko's feet and reached up to clutch Tiko's loincloth. The former queen cried, "No, Tiko! Please, that can't be true! Give me another massage; give me anything! I just want to feel your touch again!"

The hands were shoved away from the skimpy garment and Tiko glared downwards, her breasts swaying as she bent over and said angrily, "Don't touch me! Do you really expect me to put my hands on those disgusting things?! This is all your fault and I'm not going to pay for it. Get out!"

Teary eyes bulged and black hair flew around as Tekata shook her head wildly and fell backwards onto her ass and she cried, "No, please! I have nowhere to go! Don't do this! I love you!"

The lovely Tiko's gaze darkened and she shoved her finger towards the curtain door. "Get out. Don't make me call the queen."

Tekata crawled away, weeping, into the jungle.

The greatest ruler that the people of Koratiki had ever known left the jungle that day and went to the beach city. She slowly learned English and lived for the next 20 years as a cheap, flat-chested, native prostitute. Over all her life, she never lost her youthful looks and beauty. She held onto her pride somehow and right until the end she believed that she was a goddess who would be young and beautiful forever.

Her end came suddenly and unexpectedly, at least for her. She was considered one of the most noble and elegant prostitutes in the resort community, respected by most because of her beautiful face. But one day a new girl came to the area in which Tekata worked. Her name was Tina and she was a 20 year old student who came to the island for spring break, but her money was stolen and her friends abandoned her. She was trapped and forced into prostitution just to get back onto her feet and get a plane ticket home.

Tekata hated Tina. The two became bitter rivals because Tina always got paid 10 times more than Tekata and everyone knew why. It was Tina's amazing body and especially those firm, E-cup breasts. Her perfect bosom could have made her twins with who Tekata used to be and that drove her wild.

Tina had been so successful that she was almost ready to leave the island forever on the night when Tekata came to her. The two women faced off, glaring at each other, their hands on their hips, Tina's proud bosom thrust towards Tekata's flat chest.

"What makes you think that you can ask for so much more money than the rest of us?" asked Tekata in her strong accent.

Tina smirked and shrugged, causing her breasts to bounce suggestively, then said idly, "Oh, I don't know. The men just seem to like me better than the rest."

A snear came over Tekata's usually beautiful face and she yelled, "Oh, yeah?! Do you think you are better than us?!"

Tina's eyebrow quirked and the blonde babe laughed lightly, "Don't be silly. I'm no better than the other girls," then folding her arms behind her back and thrusting her chest out to display it in her tight tube-top, "I've just got better tits. That's all."

That pose was the last injury Tekata's ego would take and she suddenly pulled out the knife which she kept in her skirt for protection. The blade flashed in the moonlight as it swept through the air. Tina realized what was happening a moment before it hit her, but she was so shocked that she did nothing. Tina just stood there with wide eyes while Tekata slashed the knife right across both of Tina's breasts, the cold metal sinking in deep, far too deep, cutting through her like butter.

Tina shrieked and clutched her breasts as her blood stained her tube-top and she doubled over in pain, crying out through her agony, "My breasts! No, no, no! Please no! You bitch!" She ran away leaving a trail of blood, but she didn't die.

She got the only help she could afford from an unlicensed doctor who patched her up and saved what little of her breasts that he could. She came out of the operating room with scarred B-cup breasts and with all her money gone to medical bills.

The next day, what was left of Tina came up behind Tekata and stabbed her in the back, and that was the end of the jungle queen.

e person with the most money wins. The worst of civilization lives side-by-side with the best of nature.

Two interesting examples of this are Sadie Thorne and Alice Smithe. Each was blessed with a body of unspeakable beauty and yet inside they were greedy and arrogant to the core, leading them eventually to very unpleasant fates.

Sadie Thorne was the carefree wife of a powerful businessman who owned many of the casinos that seem to grow like weeds along the beaches of Koratiki. She had unlimited amounts of money through her husband and enjoyed nothing more than laying about on the beach in a revealing bathing suit to tan her skin and show off her eye-catching body.

Alice Smithe was a self-made-woman filled with ambition and lust for power. She made her first million by 20 and several more by 21, greatly aided by her astonishing beauty. She travelled the world enjoying her success by being adventurous and powerful.

Part 1: Pursuit

These two women met on Koratiki when Alice was 28 and Sadie was 25. Both women were participating in a beach beauty contest and they both fully expected to win.

Alice was the fit and active one of the pair and she started that day with a few casual games of beach volleyball. She had just arrived on the island the previous night but already she was looking for action. She laughed and wore a broad grin, showing her perfect white teeth as she and three other women smacked the ball back and forth across the net. Her dark hair flowed about her shoulders as she moved and she had a tough and dignified beauty, her eyes a pale blue, her face thin with narrow chin and a delicate, straight nose. The sand felt perfect on her bare feet, smooth and warm. Her beachwear of choice was her skimpy thong bikini and a revealing T-shirt, cut high to show of her powerful abs and smooth back. Her shirt was loose enough to leave her breasts to the imagination, which was just the way she liked it.

She wiped a little sweat from her forehead, but she had not gotten a real workout. She was barely even warmed up by the end of the game. Of course, she won. In fact, she had completely dominated that game just as she dominated everything and everyone in her life. She seemed impossibly athletic, her long legs rippling with lean muscles as she casually stepped into the waves. She sat down and felt the warm, wet sand under her bare ass, then began to massage her legs in the sea water, working out the tension from her volleyball match.

A moan of pleasure escaped her lips as she felt her own perfect body against the tips of her fingers. She loved how toned and sculpted her body seemed and was proud that she had worked so hard for every subtle curve. Every curve except her bosom, of course. She was as happy with her breasts as any girl, but she much preferred to be admired for any other part of her body.

Sadie was working on her tan. She was wearing as tiny a bikini as she could manage, giving the whole world a perfect view of her bronzed skin, smooth body, and most of all, her magnificent breasts. She moaned happily as she felt the oil flow over every inch of her skin and she rubbed it in with great pleasure.

Her eyes were closed behind her sun glasses. She did not need to see the envious looks that she got when she began kneading her own breasts and massaged them with tanning oil; just knowing that people were admiring her was enough that day. She had everything any woman could want.

She had looks: startling, deep green eyes, fluffy blonde hair and a cute, almost girlish face. Her cheeks were slightly rounded and her nose was little and upturned.

She was sexy: her ass was plump and firm, riding high and swaying when she walked while her breasts bounced just the right amount. Those orbs of flesh she was so proud of had earned her the title of 'Queen of the Beach'. They were not incredibly large, nearly a D cup (but still too small to actually buy such a large bra, she would often note with annoyance), but they were exceptionally firm and shapely, jutting out from her chest proudly with or without a bra, making them extremely eye-catching for their size.

And finally: she had more money than most people would even dream of. This was a woman who could eat condor eggs for breakfast for a year with money that she would not bother bending down to pick up off the street.

To put it simply, Sadie Thorne was the most attractive, most popular, most powerful girl on the beach and she always got everything that she wanted.

It was at that moment that she realized exactly what she wanted. Her eyes went wide and she lowered her sunglasses as she stared at the incredible beauty walking down the sand past her chair to sit in the gentle surf. Sadie could not make out Alice's face through the flowing brown hair, but there was a wonderful view of the woman's defined backside, her muscular ass, her unbelievably sexy legs. The young sunbather felt her sun-baked cheeks grow even hotter, flushed as she saw Alice stroking those legs and Sadie wanted nothing more than to touch that amazing body.

Sadie grinned suddenly and sat up in her chair. Still watching but shifting her sunglasses up so that no one would see her staring. She licked her lips and she decided that this new girl on the beach would be Sadie's new best friend. She wondered for a brief moment why this newcomer had walked right by with barely a glance at Sadie's gleaming, sexy form. Everyone, even women, admired Sadie; it was an unwritten law of the beach.

By the time Sadie had pondered unknowables and gotten her fill of just staring in awe at the athletic body, Alice had already moved on, walking away down the beach. Sadie shook her head in wonder and did not follow. Even though Sadie had not gotten a glimpse of Alice's face, that body was unmistakable and Sadie felt confident that she would be seeing it again. She would keep her eyes open and be ready for it next time.

The time came far sooner than Sadie had expected. As the sun rose high in the sky and caused the sand to turn shimmering white with heat, the bare skin of all the beautiful wealthy people gleaming, it came time for the beauty contest that was held four times a year on Alice's beach. Such events were very popular recreation on Koratiki and every beach had something similar, where any girl who looked the least bit good in a swimsuit would come together and show off. It had never occurred to Sadie that the sculpted brunette she had been drooling over would naturally be there.

Sadie strolled into the preparation area and found herself staring at that amazing backside again as Alice chatted pleasantly with some other competitors. The preparation area was little more than a glorified women's locker room, used everyday by swimmers and sunbathers to store their clothes and clean off the sand, but today it was reserved for this little contest.

Sadie felt her cheeks growing hot again and she stopped dead in her tracks, staring transfixed at that perfectly formed ass. She felt her heart race and she was very thankful for her sunglasses, so no one could see the state she was in.

She swallowed hard and then walked in amongst the other girls, Sadie's strides carefully casual while she could not drag her eyes away from Alice. Sadie got a look at Alice's toned abs and brilliant blue eyes and was not disappointed, but she could not help but be frustrated at the rather poor view of Alice's breasts. Sadie moved closer, trying to make out the shape of the bosom beneath that large top, but before Sadie could join the conversation, Alice was moving on, making her way to the shower area past a small tiled divider.

A dry taste filled Sadie's mouth and a shiver went through her as she watched Alice flick away the cut-off T-shirt, then slide the thong down her unbelievable legs and kick it away. Sadie followed quickly but only managed to get a look at Alice's nude back before losing her beyond the shower wall.

She could feel her hands trembling as she struggled to strip off her own bathing suit, nearly ripping the skimpy little thing as her dark eyes dashed around, looking at the other girls. She noticed that none of the others seemed as eager to catch a glimpse of the naked beauty as Sadie did and for an instant she wondered about her own sexuality, despite the fact that she had a husband and many other secret male lovers.

Her thoughts were cut short as she felt her bosom bouncing free and the warm air on her bare sex. She bit her lip and took the plunge, striding into the show area where warm water flowed down like a river and sheeted across Alice's smooth skin.

The younger woman almost groaned at the way she was being teased, for once again she was faced with that sculpted and athletic backside as Alice ran water through her hair, cleaning off every trace of sand from her body and preparing to look her best.

Sadie swallowed her frustration and stepped up to the showerhead beside Alice, then began the same procedure on her own tanned skin and blonde hair. She kept her eyes on that amazing body, transfixed and trying to burn a whole through Alice's slick and gleaming back. She almost shuddered in pleasure as she caught a glimpse of a very shapely curve of Alice's breast under one arm.

Then suddenly Alice's eyes were upon Sadie, looking over a muscular shoulder, staring back and flicking up and down Sadie's nude body. Alice raised an eyebrow and said with a touch of annoyance, "May I help you?"

Heat filled Sadie's cheeks like never before and then her eyes widened as she realized that she had taken off her sunglasses! Alice had seen Sadie staring.

Alice waited patiently for a response, keeping her back turned in a dignified pose, now with one hand on her hip as the warm water flowed over her every muscular curve. Sadie was flustered and it felt like her heart would burst from her chest, then she managed to say, "What? Oh! I'm sorry. Was I staring? I guess I was just lost in thought."

A light laugh flowed with the water and Alice rolled her eyes, then said with amusement, "Maybe you should wait until I've got some clothes on before getting lost again."

Sadie blushed and hoped that her heavy breathing was not noticed as her eyes lingered on Alice for a long moment more. Just as Alice was about to become annoyed, Sadie casually asked, "I haven't seen you around here before. Is this your first time in this contest?"

"Oh, I've been in a lot of beauty contests," said Alice with a shrug, "One in South America had especially brutal competition, but I always win."

That took Sadie by surprise and she suddenly grinned, flicking her eyes up and down that beautiful backside, then pushing her breasts forward so that the water flowed off her rack in little waterfalls and saying confidently, "Oh really? Then I'll be glad for the competition! I've won this one every time for the last 5 years, but maybe it will be close this time!"

Suddenly, Alice turned and her firm breasts swayed into view as she came to face Sadie, taking a step to bring the two women closer together. Sadie's eye bulged and she stumbled back, almost losing her balance as the sight which she had been waiting for came to her eyes so unexpectedly.

Alice laughed and put her hand on her hips as she saw her opponent back off, then said with a smirk, "Oh really? Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but it won't be close at all. You don't know this, but I'm a businesswoman and to get ahead in business, you have to crush the competition. I always crush the competition."

The younger woman just gaped and stared for a long moment, her face turning red and her chin hanging limp, then she finally managed to stammer, "They...You...They're so big!"

There was a long silence as Alice blinked in confusion for a moment, then rolled her head back in a groan, causing her large breasts to bounce gently. She finally said in a low voice, "Please tell me that you aren't talking about my tits."

But Sadie said nothing; she just stared and gaped, those dark green eyes locked on Alice's naked breasts and the large pink nipples that quivered with Alice's every move.

"Listen, babe," snapped Alice, poking two fingers into Sadie's chest, "I don't like you and I'm going to roll right over you to win this contest. I don't care if you're Miss America; you're not winning this," then Alice strode out of the shower room, giving Sadie a hard bump as the two women's shoulders collided. Alice's muscular body shoved Sadie out of the way as if she were made of paper. The young, rich, naked woman landed splayed out with a splash on her ass on the shower floor, still stunned by the sight of the naked Alice.

Part 2: Contest and Conquest

The women got changed in an awkward silence, the others seeming to sense that something was going on between Alice and Sadie, but none dared to ask.

Alice looked over her competitors with a stern glare. There were many with trim, athletic bodies, but none even close to her level of fitness. Several had pretty faces, but they always had some flaw. One's hips were too wide, another's belly was rounded, and yet another had an ass so big that Alice had to struggle to keep from laughing. None of them had breasts that were anything special, except for Sadie.

As those stern eyes turned to Sadie, Sadie's gaze flicked guiltily away from Alice's breasts and the younger woman blushed deeply. Alice just smirked and shook her head in disgust. It would be a great pleasure to beat this one. Images of herself being given the trophy and standing over Sadie filled Alice's mind and she grinned at the thought.

Sadie could not believe what she was seeing. She couldn't stop looking at those perfect breasts. They were the largest she had ever seen, meaning little more than that they were larger than her own, that much she was sure of. Despite their obvious weight, they were not sagging in the slightest, so firm and round on this athletic woman.

She knew that it would be a tough battle, but she did not seriously considered that she might lose to this newcomer. She had faced pretty girls before, even ones that she was very attracted to, but she always won this contest. It was never even close. This contest was hers as if she owned it, just like this beach and everyone on it belonged to her.

Looking in the mirror and admiring her reflection, her bosom pushed out, she made sure that her makeup was perfect and that her bikini was arranged in just the right manner to show off her best assets. After one last worried glance at her rival's breasts, Sadie turned away from the other girls and quickly tucked a pair of silicone breast enhancers into the cups of her bikini. It was nothing huge, but it might be an edge that she would need so she could not risk going without.

All the women wore swimsuits, most with thongs tight against their asses, though the one with the largest bottom wore something more conservative to cover her huge behind. Even Alice wore a skimpy top, the fine black fabric clinging to her orbs and standing out around her large nipples.

Once everyone was ready and all their makeup applied, they lined up at the door and walked casually out onto the beach, showing off their legs with long, smooth strides. As the first women emerged into the hot sun, an announcer begin to blare through a speaker, calling out the events of the contest like a wild radio DJ.

"Heyo! Everyone come down to the hottest spot on the beach because the 54th quarter-annual Southwest Beach Beauty Contest is about to begin! The babes are all lined up and coming out of their dressing room and don't they look great! Come on everyone, let's give them a big hand!"

The crowd had gathered thick and Sadie wore a big grin as she thrust her arms into the air and cheered with the onlookers. She turned her body around so that they could all get a good look at her creamy soft skin and her silky smooth curves. She made her breasts bounce and jiggle and then wiggled her bare, round butt, causing the crowed the cheer louder and louder, urging her on.

The announcer declared the names and numbers of every contestant as they walked past the crowd, then, "As you all know, this is only the first round of this contest; we've got three chances to check out these lovely ladies today! Coming right up, the swimsuit contest where we see just how much a lady can cram into how small a swimsuit! After that, we've got the swimming contest and everyone's favorite, the wet T-shirt contest!"

The crowd cheered wildly and Sadie loved having every eye on her nearly naked body, showing that she had nothing to hide. But still, each woman had her turn. They walked one-at-a-time into a clearing in the sand, marked off by a rope fence. Each got to show her stuff for a short time, then make way for the next. As each swimsuit clad girl appeared, the announcer made a silly comment, keeping the crowd excited.

"Oh, wow! What a set of legs! Do those go on forever, or what?!"

"Oh, man! This chick is one hungry looking babe!"

Alice smiled brightly and flexed her long, shapely legs as she strode with total confidence into the circle of the roaring crowd. She smirked and turned and stroked her hand up her side to cup her large breast, but then blushed brightly as the announcer called out, "Holy cow! Look at the size of those things!"

She ground her teeth and glared up at the electronic speaker that hung from a wooden tower, and everyone laughed, but she would not let it stop her. She made one final pass, strutting around the outside edge of the clearing and showing her perfect teeth in a nice smile. She waved to the crowd cheerfully, right up until one anonymous hand reached out from the writhing crowd and grabbed one of her breasts.

The firm flesh of her breast was squeezed tightly, then again, honking her boob a few times before releasing and pulling back, almost taking her whole skimpy top with it as she yanked herself away. Her chest bounced wildly and she blushed bright red, then covered her breasts with her arms and ran quickly back to the changeroom.

"Whoa, folks! I don't think we've seen this much action in a long long time! Whoever that was, we're all wishing we were you! But now, last but not least, the great, the glorious, the beautiful Sadie Thorne, this contest's greatest champion, with 19 consecutive victories. All you ugly ducklings out there had better bow to your betters; here she is!"

Sadie made the same moves for the crowd that she made every time. She had it down to a fine art, showing off the way her breasts moved, wiggling her rear. She even circled the clearing the way Alice had, but of course no grasping hands appeared for Sadie. She assumed that it was because the people knew who ruled this beach.

"Let's hear it for all our lovely ladies!"

When Sadie arrived back in the preparation area, she was surprised to find that Alice was missing. That had only a few minutes to get ready for the swimming contest and all the other women were busy changing into more streamlined swimsuits.

She took a quick glance out the back door and then grinned. Alice as standing outside away from the crowds and the beach, her body clenched tight, seething in anger. Her fists were balled and trembling. Sadie stepped outside a little nervously, then said softly, "Are you alright?" searching back to remember what the announcer had said when listing all the names, "Alice?"

Alice roared and slammed a fist into the side of the dressing-house, causing the boards to buckle and split, then she snarled, "Those bastards! I'm going to fucking kill them!"

A heat began to build deep within Sadie and her cheeks turned a little red. She studied the way Alice's breasts bounced and swayed with her violent, trembling body. Sadie was in love with the body of a goddess and it was right here before her, so close she could touch it. She smiled, confident now that she would win the contest easily; that worry could be put aside and more important things could be tended to.

A soft hand touched Alice's shoulder and she looked up in surprise to see Sadie's eyes were caring and sympathetic. The cute girl said solemnly, "They are fools, Alice. They have no respect for a beautiful body. I should know; they are like that with me, too. Don't waste your time on them."

Alice was surprised to find her anger draining out into those bottomless green eyes. She did not resist when Sadie came close and slowly embraced. A deep sigh flowed out of Alice's tense body and she leaned against Sadie and felt the younger girl's warm breasts press firm on her arm.

"This contest is nothing," said Sadie in a soft and soothing voice, "It's not televised. It probably won't even be in the local papers. It's just for fun. Relax and enjoy it." She stroked the larger woman's shoulder, gently massaging away the tension from the large muscles she found there.

The strings of Alice's bikini pulled tight as she sighed deeply again and laid her head on Sadie's shoulder, then said wearily, "I know...It's just that I'm sensitive about my boobs, that's all."

While Alice half-closed her eyes and relaxed into the gentle hug, Sadie was free to stare down into Alice's cleavage without being noticed. It was still amazing, how flawless those breasts were despite being so large. They looked perfectly symmetrical and exactly round, almost to a fault. She could see the tents in the bikini top where Alice's nipples seemed to always stand out from her body.

Sadie stroked fingers through the silky soft brunette hair, finding it amazingly nice to touch, then said gently, "I know just what you mean. I've always hated the way people stare at my breasts because they are so big." It was just a little white lie.

A groan rolled through Alice's body, as if at a bad joke, then she rolled her eyes and shifted positions. They sat down together on the soft sand, Sadie's breasts pressed into Alice's back as Alice sat on Sadie's lap with Sadie's arms around her. Alice smirked and said sarcastically, "Oh yeah, you've got really big breasts."

"Oh? You don't think so?" laughed Sadie playfully, bringing her hands up to gently cup Alice's breasts. Sadie blushed as she felt hard nipples against her palms and her heart-rate jumped, especially when Alice did not pull away. "If mine are so small, how big are yours?"

Alice rolled her head back and giggled, pushing her bosom more firmly into Sadie's hands, then Alice said casually, "I've got a 40 inch bust with D cup breasts." She said it quickly and easily, as if she had been expecting the question.

"Oh, I could wear D cups if I wanted to," mentioned Sadie while slowly kneading Alice's breasts, "I just prefer a snug fit."

The breasts quivered as Alice gave a playful groan and reached back to stroke the side of one of Sadie's breasts then say with a smirk, "You've got to be kidding. Your tits are nothing like mine. You've got nice, ordinary boobs; mine are huge! I..." Her words were cut off by the feeling of a hand between her legs, stroking against the fabric of her thong. Her eyes widened and she looked down in shock through the cleavage of her bosom to the delicate fingers that were probing her.

She squirmed, shifting her hips, trying to pull away, but Sadie's fingers persisted, rubbing more and more firmly until she began to feel wetness leaking through the thong and Alice said breathily, "What are you doing?!"

"Nothing. Doesn't it feel good?" There was a mischievous smile on Sadie's cute lips.

There was a loud groan of pleasure from Alice's lips and she shivered, then her eyes went wide and she suddenly turned to face Sadie, "Hey! I'm not a lesbian!" Alice gasped as she felt her breasts accidently bump against the younger woman's.

"Neither am I," said Sadie with a smile and rubbed her breasts against Alice, "But I'm sometimes curious; especially when I'm around you," Sadie's lips going pouty, "Haven't you ever been curious?"

Alice swallowed hard and felt her cheeks growing hot. She knew that she was blushing as she knelt on all fours over Sadie. Alice's heart began to pound as she realized that she had nothing to say. Her mind raced for an answer, but Sadie was not waiting.

There was a snap and Alice suddenly felt a warm breeze flow between her legs. She shivered and realized that Sadie has broken the thong that had covered Alice's sex. Alice still did nothing. She bit her lip and arched her back as she felt the fingers push into the soft flesh, massaging and stroking.

Alice felt herself weakening, her powerful legs trembling. Almost desperately, she reached up and grabbed Sadie by the shoulders, then said firmly, "No, wait. Sadie, this isn't right!"

The fingers slowed, just teasing lightly across the moist flesh, gleaming with Alice's fluids, then Sadie said with a smirk, "Why? Don't you think it will feel good? Don't you think I know how to handle a woman?"

"Sadie, you're a woman!" said Alice breathlessly, her loins on fire and yearning for more of that touch.

Sadie laughed and licked her lips, then said smoothly, "Alright, if that's the way you feel. Let's make it a contest. If I can make you orgasm, then I was right, but if we run out of time or I have an orgasm, then I'll stop."

"You mean..." Alice's bright blue eyes went wide and she stared in disbelief, her large breasts quivering just before Sadie's face with Alice's heavy breathing.

"That's right. The first one to come goes home the loser."

"But...I'm sure to win that! You're the lesbian here, not me! I'd never orgasm for a woman."

"Hey!" snapped Sadie with a slight frown, "I told you that I'm not a lesbian!" her flawless green gaze darkening, then she suddenly declared, "Alright, that's it. We're going right here and now and we'll just see who fucks who!"

Sadie gave Alice a hard shove, pushing the large woman back onto her ass, those big breasts jiggling in her bikini top, then Sadie stripped off her thong with one smooth movement, revealing her completely hairless folds. She suddenly spread her legs and lay down opposite to Alice, then took Alice's hips between her hot thighs and pulled Alice close.

"Come on, rub against me," ordered Sadie with a quick glare at the shocked Alice, "Unless you're afraid that you really might be a lesbian."

There was nothing that Alice wanted more than to mash her burning, dripping flesh between Sadie's legs, to feel the heat of the other woman against her skin, but she could not believe how suddenly it was all happening. She had spent her life wandering the globe from one exotic place to another, but she had never encountered anyone so pretty as Sadie, and Alice would never have guess such a lovely thing could be so aggressive!

She stared at the beautiful woman who had put herself between Alice's toned legs for a long, tense moment, then she felt an aching need tug at her insides and she moaned. Suddenly, her delicate folds were mashed tight with Sadie's and the two woman were bucking and twisting, grinding against each other harder and harder.

Alice clenched her teeth and dug her fingers into the sand, holding on tight as her moist flesh lubricated the battle; she could feel her fluids squishing against Sadie and Alice knew that she was dangerously close already. Every time her swollen and throbbing clitoris collided with Sadie's hot, smooth skin, Alice wanted to scream. But she knew that she was not a lesbian. She just knew it! The only reason she was doing this was to see that cute girl weak and trembling with orgasm after orgasm torturing her body. Alice clenched the muscles of her belly hard, making her abs like iron as she fought to keep control, nearly coming at just the thought of Sadie defeated.

Sadie moaned loudly and writhed in the sand, taking pleasure in every jerk of her hips, every squirt of juices out from between tightly pressed skin. She watched her rival's breasts bounce with fascination, eyes transfixed on those beautiful orbs of flesh. Sadie could feel heat building within her, burning her from her loins, unbearable pressure struggling to escape. She fought it back as hard as she could, like a dam against a raging river, but she knew that she could not hold it for long. She thought to herself, "Maybe I am a lesbian after all. Why else would I feel so hot at just the sight of Alice?" She wanted the release of orgasm so badly, but even more she wanted to see Alice come. Sadie burned for that sight, desperately eager to find out what Alice looked like in the throws of passion.

It was clear on sight that Sadie was losing, her face bright red, her breasts swollen and flushed, her body trembling, her hands unsteady. Her breath came ragged and uneven. Alice grinned and clenched down with every muscle, knowing that she needed to hold it for only a moment longer, then she laughed and called out, "What's the matter? Can't take it?"

There was barely a squeak from Sadie. She tried to speak but found the she could not, her breaths coming too fast and too hot to control. She moaned instead and Alice began to stroke and grind harder, each time the delicate flowers of the two women crushed together it was like a cannon ball had hit Sadie's chest, then finally she arched her back and her body hardened. She screamed in relief as she felt the flood of pleasure surge through her every muscle and her hot juices splashed through the two pussies merged as one.

It was Sadie who had lost, a strange declaration that Sadie truly was a lesbian that gave Alice great pleasure. Alice grinned in triumph and pushed herself up on an elbow, panting for breath and watching the defeated Sadie. Alice's loins pulsated with hot desire that seemed ready to drive her mad, but at least she still had her womanhood. She was not a lesbian. She said breathily, "Had enough?"

It took a long moment for Sadie to answer, the poor girl struck by a climax so intense that it punched right through to her core. She was slick with sweat and her skin was burning hot. But suddenly she clenched her teeth and answered with a thrust. She pounded her aching flesh hard into Alice's tender folds and begin to stroke recklessly and wildly, pumping her whole body into Alice's loins.

The poor, sex-crazed Alice could do nothing. She gasped and tried to scramble away, but her arms would not work, just clawing uselessly at the sand. She screamed inwardly as her insides felt like they would explode, a flame buried between her legs so hot she could feel her skin on fire. She clenched her teeth and tears came to her eyes as she tried desperately to fight it, but she was being fucked and there was nowhere left for her to escape.

Her orgasm hit her so fast and hard that she bucked right off the ground, her heavy bosom thrust into the air, her skin bright red as she groaned in agonizing ecstasy. She did not scream; she held it in. She felt it surging within her for a moment which seemed to last forever, then she collapsed to the sand and panted for breath.

Sadie laughed with pleasure, still breathing heavily herself. Then the two women crawled along the sand to wrap their arms around each other and feel each other's hot skin. They helped calm the trembles that they both felt and then they kissed slowly and deeply.

It was Sadie who had been defeated first, but Alice was also defeated. And when they were done with the tender embrace, Alice was defeated yet again and Sadie found herself defeated three more times. Those were the sweetest defeats of their lives.

If they had lay there in a passionate embrace for the rest of the day and watched the sun go down over the water in all of its shimmering glory, then surely fate would have had a very happy ending for both of them, but unfortunately, they were not normal people. They could not lie around while there was a competition to be fought for the most beautiful girl on the beach, and the contest was about to take a shocking turn.

Part 3: Bitter Defeat

By the time Alice and Sadie snuck back in through the rear door of the preparation cabin, all the other girls had already changed and were chatting and waiting for their time to step out again.

The conversation fell dead silent as all eyes turned to the late arrivals and both Alice and Sadie blushed deeply. Even Alice seemed embarrassed, despite her usual tough nature. She covered the flesh between her legs with a hand because her thong was beyond repair and she did not want anyone to notice how swollen and red and juicy it was, for fear they might ask questions.

Of course, by covering it she only managed to draw attention to it and Alice and Sadie could feel eyes burning into their bodies from all directions as they quickly got changed.

Sadie pulled on a custom fitted one-piece suit that clung to her body like a coat of paint. It perfectly cupped her eye-drawing breasts and enhanced their shapely form in just the right way to make them more outstanding. The rubbery fabric snapped against her soft skin and she stretched a few times, then blinked in surprise as she glanced over at Alice.

Alice had simply tugged on a spare bikini to cover her throbbing folds and wiped a bit of the moisture from her inner thighs. She was still wearing a skimpy two-piece.

As the contestants began to file out onto the beach, Sadie pulled close and whispered into Alice's ear, "What are you doing?! You need a proper swimsuit for the swimming contest! How will you swim fast in that?" She gave a meaningful eye to the bulbous and very undynamic bosom that was proudly displayed.

With a smirk, Alice leaned over to Sadie and said confidently, "You're kidding, right? I've got this event all wrapped up. I'm a very strong swimmer. I'll win anyway, so I might as well show off for the judges."

The announcer boomed through the hot midday air, "Here come the girls again, ladies and gentlemen! It's time to get your eyeful of their sexy swimwear as they prepare for the swimming contest! But first, what you've all been waiting for, the results of the first event!"

The swimmers lined up in a row across the beach just in front of a log that had been laid in the sand during the break. It formed a kind of starting line for all of the competitors, but few of them were thinking about the race just yet. There were eager and excited looks passing between all the pretty young women as they waited for the announcement.

"That's right! The judges have made their decisions and let me tell you that it was an easy one this time! They had a winner so fast it made my head spin, folks! But hey, just to keep things exciting, let's start with the losers and work upwards."

He began listing the names and numbers of each contestant, starting with the lowest ranked. Sadie smiled confidently as name after name was read. The last-place girl almost broke into tears, and many girls groaned in frustration at their scores. After a while, Sadie pushed her smooth blonde eyebrows together and began to wonder why Alice's name had not been mentioned yet. Despite the fact that Alice's performance had been a total train-wreck, she was not mentioned in the bottom half of the contestants. Perhaps the judges took pity on her.

It was as Sadie was pondering this that a bombshell landed and exploded the happy little world she had been living in for the past few minutes. Her pleasant buzz from the sex with Alice turned ice cold as the announcer called out, "And the first runner up: Contestant #1, Sadie Thorne!"

Sadie gaped in shock and there was a loud murmur from the other girls. They whispered to each other frantically as they tried to figure out who had taken the lead if not Sadie, who had been the overwhelming favorite. She shook her head in disbelief, then grimace and clenched her fists in anger. "How dare they?!" she growled inside her head, "Who the hell do they think they are? Who on earth looks better in a swimsuit than I do?!"

The truth slammed into the back of her head like a bolt of lightning as she realized who it was just before the announcer called it. She shrieked, "No!" at the top of her lungs and the announcer boomed, "And the leader after the first event: Whoa those things are lethal; it's contestant #19, Alice Smithe!"

Alice looked as surprised as anyone else, but she quickly got over it. She raised her arms into the air and grinned broadly, then she took a couple of bows to the crowd, bending low and showing off her deep cleavage as the other girls whispered in shock.

One girl near Sadie said in disbelief, "What on earth?! What were the judges watching? That girl was a disaster! I was better than she was!"

Sadie's fists trembled and her face turned read. She ground her teeth together furiously. She knew exactly what the judges had been watching and nothing in this world could make her more angry. She wanted to scream, "Damn you, assholes! Can't you see past a damned pair of tits?!" but she knew that the judges would hold it against her and so she just seethed in her fury.

She met the smirk that Alice gave upon returning to the starting line with a glare of pure hatred. Alice seemed startled by it and leaned close, whispering, "I always crush the competition, remember? No hard feelings."

She felt a swell of pity in her expansive chest and gazed thoughtfully at the younger girl. She was just a little local girl who needed to win the little local beauty contest to feel good about herself. It had probably been years since she had been off the island; her world was so small that her spirit might be crushed if she lost.

Alice frowned and did not want to hurt someone so cute and gorgeous. Feeling that smooth, hot skin in her arms as they had pushed each other to orgasm has been a beautiful thing. She told herself that it had not been sex, just two friends helping to relax each other before the race. It did not make her a lesbian, so there was no reason not to do it again. That was when she decided that she would officially share her victory with Sadie, to spare Sadie from being completely crushed, and it was the only time in her life that Alice would be so generous.

Sadie said nothing and by the time the announcer declared that the race was about to begin, she was able to think clearly again. She knew that she was in deep trouble. Swimming had never been her strength and she never came in the top 4, in fact, she was usually near the top of the bottom half. If Alice came in first in this event, it would not matter what happened in the wet-T-shirt contest, there would be no way for Sadie to win. Fear clenched around Sadie's heart.

"Okay folks! Get ready for the action portion of the day! All our beauties are about to get rough and messy as they charge into the ocean in head-to-head, brutal competition! No judges, no timers, the first lady back to the starting line after touching the midway buoy wins!"

All the girls bent down low, stretching their slim legs and getting ready to dash to the waves. Sadie stared out over the shimmering water to the buoy, wobbling and bobbing so far away. She did not fool herself into thinking that she could beat Alice fairly, every muscle in Alice's body screamed power. Sadie had already felt how strong those muscles could be, so she decided that she was going to have to cheat.

"On your marks! Get set! Go go go go!"

It is an amazing sight, dozens of beautiful girls in revealing, skin tight clothes running as fast as they could down the sand, a field of breasts bouncing wildly, all unsupported, long legs pumping hard, full lips all parted, chests heaving as the girls breathed heavily.

By the time Sadie crashed into the warm water and kicked off the sand to dive forward into the waves, Alice was already in the lead. Alice's body was like a machine, flawless and efficient, not a movement wasted, her muscles toned and conditioned for swimming. The water flowed around her smooth breasts like a lover's embrace and she welcomed it, her nipples hardening from the sensation and the thrill of the race.

The swimmers all panted and splashed and thrust their arms, crawling through the water with all their might. Sadie fell further and further behind the leaders, but she did not mind. She knew what she had to do and being near the front was not part of the plan.

The most difficult part of the race always came just after touching the buoy. Alice turned and slapped her hand on the smooth metal drum that floated in the water, then shoved off, slicing through the waves and straight towards the oncoming swimmers. She slipped easily by most of them, they were trying to avoid her even more then she needed to avoid them.

Sadie thrust her body through the water, giving it everything she had. Suddenly, Sadie and Alice collided with a smack, like a clap of thunder as two wet bodies crashed together, water splashing everywhere, thick and white and foamy.

The two largest bosoms in the contest merged as one for an instant, firm breasts squishing together and trembling. Sadie cried out and almost lost her breath at the pain that shot through her tits; it was more than she had expected. She heard Alice grunt also and take a gulp of air.

Sadie tried to grab a hold of Alice, but the powerful swimmer just shoved Sadie under and thrust forward again.

Panic gripped Sadie's chest as her head was forced underwater, the warm sea rushing past her ears and through her hair. She she could not afford to lose Alice now! If Alice got away, Sadie would end up in last place and it would all be over. She clutched wildly up at the slick and fast form, desperate for anything that would save her.

For just an instant a pair of large breasts flashed before Sadie's eyes and she grabbed them. A muffled cry of shock came down from the surface and arms and legs began to thrash wildly as Alice tried to swim forward with a girl hanging from those massive mammaries, but she could not do it. Soon both girls were entangled beneath the waves.

Alice's eyes bulged in horror as she saw who had grabbed her and she cried out, bubbles rising from her mouth to the rolling waves above. She squirmed and twisted, kicking her legs hard and trying to swim away, but instead she just sank deeper. She snatched Sadie's wrists and tried to wrench her iron grip from the trembling bosom.

The grip seemed to get tighter the more Alice struggled. She stared up at Sadie in disbelief and yelled furiously through the water, yanking her wrists in all directions. Then suddenly one of Sadie's hand slipped off a boobs. Her fingers scrambling to retake their grip, wrapped around the bikini-string and yanked.

Alice grit her teeth and flopped around in the water as she felt the thin straps of her bikini dig painfully into the yielding flesh of her firm boobs. Suddenly, her breasts popped free and heaved in the water as the bikini snapped and the little scrap of fabric rushed away into the ocean.

She surged up and burst through the surface, her unrestrained breasts bouncing along the waves. Her naked bosom had been yanked on so many times that it was beginning to throb each time a wave hit it.

She saw Sadie pop up also, then Alice's eyes went to the other swimmers and she realized that she was in last place! She yelled furiously, "Sadie! What have you done?! You fucking..." but her words were cut off when Sadie grabbed those bobbing orbs of naked flesh with both hands and wrenched them down into the water again so hard that Alice screamed and then gurgled. She felt wet fingers sinking into her beautiful breasts and then water rushing up around her head. She thrashed wildly until she felt her lungs burning for air, but Sadie would not let go.

Her palms were grinding against Alice's rock-hard nipples for what seemed like forever, then suddenly they were gone and Alice popped to the surface again. She gasped and sputtered, struggling to catch her breath and glaring around, looking for Sadie, only to find her swimming as fast as she could towards the distant beach.

Alice gaped in shock as she realized what had been done to her and then she shrieked furiously and started surging through the water like a shark. Pumping her arms and legs until they burned and throbbed, but something was wrong. She could not swim as she normally did; without her bikini her breasts kept bouncing around, bobbing against each wave, jiggling with every stroke, and worst of all they were aching from being squeezed so hard.

She screamed in frustration at how slowly she was going, as if her boobs where lead weights latched onto her chest and dragging her back. She was not even able to catch Sadie before she burst up onto the beach, though by then the distance was all but gone between them.

"That's it, folks! It looks like our last and second-last runners-up are...Sadie Thorne and Alice Smithe! And whoa baby, Alice has come out of the water totally topless! You've got to check out the boobs on that one!"

Sadie was panting, her own lungs burning as she put everything she had into her legs, dragging her feet through the sand, struggling to reach the finish line with her tired body before Alice could catch up. She heard a cry of horror from somewhere behind as Alice realized what everyone was staring at and struggled to cover her breasts, but Alice was not going to give up; she had to keep running to overtake Sadie and with every step Alice's breasts bounced free of her arms, springing out into the open where everyone could see them.

People were taking photographs, so many that Alice was almost blinded by the flashes and the crowd buzzed with clicking cameras.

She shielded her eyes with her arm and pressed forward, finally collapsing over the finish line and panting for breath, her naked tits swaying beneath her and brushing against the hot sand. She slowly looked up to see Sadie grinning down, hands on hips and filled with surprising pride for a second-to-last-place loser. Alice had lost the race dead last and she clenched her fists in fury, her eyes burning with her hate.

Sadie had been overjoyed that her plan had worked so well. She and Alice were still high in the rankings with close scores, but now they were tied and the wet-T-shirt contest would settle everything! But Sadie's happiness faded and was replaced by fear in the pit of her stomach as she saw the dangerous, violent look blazing in Alice's blue eyes.

The other girls were already in the changeroom getting ready for the next event. They were stripping off their tops and letting their breasts bounce free and unsupported as they stretched on their T-shirts. They giggled at each others jiggling tits and playfully poked each other's assets. The only two girls not having fun in this contest were Alice and Sadie, and just then they streaked through the room.

The girls stared with wide eyes as Sadie ran in the front door and right out the back, going as fast as she could on her long slim legs, ocean water still dripping from her. Before anyone could figure out what that meant, Alice burst into the room, her bulbous boobs naked, her nipples large and pink and swollen as they bounced everywhere.

All the other girls gasped in shock as Alice roared, "Sadie?! I'm going to kill you! You're fucking dead!" then charged out through the back door.

None of the girls dared to follow; they could not afford to get into a fight right before the last event of a beauty contest where even a single bruise would ruin a girl's chances.

Just as Sadie made it clear of the building, Alice caught her. Alice's strong arms wrapped around the younger girl's body from behind, one at her neck and the other at her belly, then clenched, squeezing Sadie tight between rock-hard muscles and slick, gleaming wet skin. She could feel the soft press of two big boobs shoved against her back as Alice growled, "Now I've got you! I'm going to crush you for that stunt. No one grabs my tits and gets away with it!" Alice shook in fury as she brought everything she had down upon the terrified rich girl, intent on squeezing her until she crumpled into a quivering pile on the sand. Those firm orbs of mammary that Sadie envied so much were being ground into her back, pushing the air from her lungs.

Sadie screamed but her voice was cut off; she could barely breath and her face was going red. She struggled in desperate fear as she felt her guts squeezed, kicking her legs uselessly against the sane, then suddenly she thrust an arm back, driving an elbow as hard as she could into one of those moist breasts.

There was a loud grunt of pain and Alice staggered back, dropping Sadie and clutching at the trembling naked flesh. Alice cried out, "Hey! You bitch! My tit! That hurt! What the hell?!" She clenched her teeth as the skin around her swollen nipple turned slowly red then she felt rage flooding her every sculpted muscle. Alice had been in fights before and she had never lost, but no one had ever aimed for her breasts. She could not believe what had just happened and she groaned at the feeling of deep, throbbing ache that seemed to strike right to the core of her incredible tit.

She tried to find Sadie, but the younger girl had disappeared. Alice tried to decide if it had been an accident or a deliberate cheap shot.

She was still hunched over and cradling her sore breast when two little hands came around under her arms from behind her and latched onto her quivering flesh. Her eyes bulged and then she roared in fury. She tried to spin around, but the fingers suddenly latched in, digging into her abundant bosom and getting a rock-solid grip. Her back arched hard and her breasts thrust forward against the hands, her nipples huge and throbbing, her flesh jerking and struggling to yank free as she writhes. As soon as the shock began to fade and the pounding pain in her tits sunk in, she grabbed Sadie's wrists and yelled furiously, "You bitch! Let go of me! You're hurting my tits!"

Sadie just grinned broadly and laughed inwardly. She loved the feel of Alice's breasts, the smooth skin, the warmth that she got from even a gentle caress. They were amazing, so firm for their size, so proud and round and high on her chest. Sadie enjoyed feeling her fingers sink in, squeezing it like dough, but it was hot and alive, pulsating and struggling against her grasp. She could feel the flesh grow hotter as she abused it until it was almost burning. The nipples were swollen so large and hard that they must be painful at the slightest touch and Sadie was grinding her palms into them mercilessly. She felt her envy of this magnificent body burn like hate and in that instant she wanted to see it destroyed. She wanted to see lumps and bruises on those perfect tits that everyone loved more than her.

Alice's bright blue eyes begin to water and she trembled in humiliation and pain, then she suddenly roared in fury, her hand lunging over her shoulder to snatch up a large tangle of wet blonde hair. She yanked as hard as she could and was rewarded with a howl from Sadie. Sadie's grip on the boobs came instantly loose in and Sadie stumbled away into the sand and held her head while Alice fell to her knees, clutching a breast in each hand and trying to ease the throbbing pain.

"You fucking cunt," moaned Alice in almost a sob, "What the hell are you doing?! My tits!" She sat on her ass and hefted the weight of her heavy, naked bosom in her hands, finding that the pain was eased by taking the burden off her chest. She stared down at her own breasts with wide eyes and ran her fingers along her smooth skin, looking for any sign of bruising or injury, but found none. She hated when people stared at her breasts, but she also knew deep down that they were her greatest asset. She planned to keep them beautiful for as many years as she could.

As relief flooded the busty girl, she glared up at Sadie again. The younger woman was climbing quickly to her feet and clenching her fists. Alice was still shocked that such a pretty girl could be so savage and monstrous. Even now Sadie looked almost sweet and innocent with those amazing green eyes and just the perfect breasts for her body, plump and full and jutting out proudly. Alice was sure she could easily grab that bosom and crush it effortlessly, but she could not bring herself to damage such beauty.

Alice's thoughts were suddenly cut off as Sadie charged, lunging for the throbbing chest still cradled in Alice's hands. Alice was not taken by surprise this time, her face cold and filled with hate as she snarled, "I can't believe I fucked you!" and her leg sailed up, its long, lean muscles kicking with all the power left in her body and slamming straight into the soft flesh between Sadie's legs.

The delicate flower of Sadie's folds were crushed against iron-hard bone and muscle. She screamed and felt heat flood her body, a surging flame up through her guts as she began to burn in her sex, her swimsuit suddenly stained with the fluids of her arousal even as pain shot through her hips like a bolt of lightning. She doubled over and clutched her belly with one hand, then fell forward onto Alice.

Alice caught Sadie easily and held her shoulders, then Alice suddenly smirked and said in a calm, menacing voice, "You've just made the biggest mistake of your life, bitch. You don't know who I am, do you? I eat wimps like you for breakfast. You like my tits? I roll right over people like you, fools who can't see past a pair of jumbo mammary glands to the real woman behind them."

Sadie seemed dazed and moaned instead of responding and just when Alice was about to throw Sadie onto her back and give her an effortless beating that would have put her in a hospital for days, Sadie's fist connected with Alice's breast.

The breast bounced against the fist, like rubbery jelly, but it was burning hot and tender and when one of Alice's nipples was crushed flat against Sadie's knuckles, Alice was thrown flat on her back. She tried to scream in shock but the pain overwhelmed her, flooding through her like a drug, it numbed her muscles and took away her breath. She cried out weakly through clenched teeth and clutched at the sand, her head spinning as she thought, "Damn it! That hurt like hell! A stupid, lucky punch, but she won't get lucky again, I'll..."

It was at that moment that Sadie screamed and started punching again and again, her fists pounding into both of Alice's breasts, hard knuckles against firm flesh. Sadie sat on Alice's belly, the hot and swollen folds leaking their fluids onto Alice's toned abs while Alice's breasts bounced and wobbled wildly. Alice tried to raise her arms to defend herself, but they were brushed away effortlessly; Sadie was having too much fun. On most women the breasts would have just been padding over the ribs but Alice's breasts rolled with the punches, then sprang back for more, growing deeper red each time a fist sunk into one of those proud D-cups.

Sadie began to laugh with the pleasure and relief it gave her to feel those huge boobs which she hated so much yielding to her fists and she grinned to say with great pleasure, "So, you think you can take my trophy from me just because you've got big boobs? Ha! There's no way I'd let you get away with that! Let's see how you feel once I've taught these oversized milkbags a lesson!"

Tears formed in Alice's eyes as her breasts filled with agony, every ounce of her heavy bosom burning with pain and it kept building. Every punch felt like a lance through her chest, her muscles flinching, trying to get away, but there was nowhere to go. It took her a long time to break, but in the end she screamed like a baby and broke down sobbing. She had never lost a fight before and it hurt more than she had ever imagined.

By the time Sadie rose from the whimpering wreck that had once been the overconfident Alice, Sadie was panting for breath, her face flushed and her breasts hot with excitement. They swayed gently in her tight one-piece and she could feel them straining the fabric, swollen with arousal. She would have made love to Alice right there if she was not a useless pile in the sand, her breasts black and blue, lumpy and sagging.

Sadie smirked and rubbed her knuckles, working the soreness out of her hands as she said casually, "Don't bother coming to the next event. I've got this one wrapped up," then gave Alice one final look before going back inside to prepare.

It seemed like Alice lay there forever, tears streaming down her face, but slowly she stood up and wiped her eyes. She breathed deeply, trying to ease the burning of her lungs from the pounding she had just taken. Every jiggle of her huge orbs of flesh sent a jolt of pain through her. She wanted so badly to just lay down and give in, but could never do it. She would not let Sadie win that way. No matter what happened, Alice Smithe would not be crushed.

When she staggered into the locker-room all eyes instantly turned to her. It seemed like the room was spinning around her and it felt like her breasts were dragging her down. They had never felt heavier in her life and she almost stumbled, sending those burning jugs bouncing wildly, forcing her to clench her jaw to keep from screaming.

She was the only one not staring at those tits and suddenly the crowd of beautiful girls began to whisper wildly. "What the hell did she do to herself? Fall on her tits?" "Did you see those tits before? They were so amazing!" "So big though, I'm surprised she can even stay standing!" Mutters rolled through the room but Alice refused to look down at her breasts or even cup them to stop the pain of their bouncing. She did not want to know how badly they had been hurt; the ache that she felt was more than enough information.

As the soft fabric of the simple white T-shirt flowed down over her battered flesh, there was a soothing relief, a silky coolness that made her sigh happily. Wearing the shirt, her breasts looked as they always had except on very close inspection and she began to feel more confident. The pain was not so bad; her head was already clearing. All she had to do was make it outside with the other girls and she was sure to win. She actually smiled and decided that the reason why she never lost was that she never gave up; she had drive and determination that would never fail her.

She was the last one out, but she stood proud with all the other girls. Her grin grew broader as she caught sight of Sadie's gape of shock and amazement, but things were already starting and there was no time to gloat. That would come after.

The announcer began blaring over the speakers, and the crowd became wild again as they gawked at all the lovely ladies.

"All right folks, this is what you've all been waiting for! It's time the best event of all, the Wet T-shirt Contest!"

All the girls giggled happily and hugged their arms against their unsupported breasts to keep them from jiggling. Their were bright, excited smiles on everyone's faces but Sadie and Alice who both looked dead serious. A touch of panic tugged at Sadie's chest as she glanced furtively over at Alice's bosom. All lined up as the girl's were, it was Alice's boobs that stood out from the pack, bulging at least twice as far forward as the others.

"Could there still be a chance of her winning this?" thought Sadie incredulously. After all she had done to get this far, if Alice won this event, Alice would win it all. It would be the worst kind of humiliation for Sadie and she knew that Alice would do nothing at all to ease it.

There was a cute redhead at the front of the line and she stepped forward ahead of the rest. Then suddenly a blast of ice cold water shot out of a hose and splattered across the girls perky B-cup breasts. She squeezed her eyes shut and then squealed and jumped happily as the coolness hit her skin, the fabric soaking through and clinging to the form of her bouncy little breasts. The speaker boomed, "Wow, what a trooper! These babes sure love a cold shower!"

One after another the girls got sprayed and the announcer made a cute comment every time, then the wet ones huddled together and shivered, the cold such a sharp contrast to the hot sun.

When it came to Sadie's turn, she put on a good show. She clenched her fists and tensed her muscles as if bracing for a freezing blast, then as the cold water enveloped the lusciously shapely orbs of her breasts, she jumped. She could feel the soft skin of her bosom becoming firm against the rush of chilled water and her breasts jiggled and splattered water into the crowd as she thrust her fist into the air and cheered. Everyone gaped at the outline of her perfect bosom and the rock-hard points of her nipples, then they began to cheer wildly and clap as they lit up in a blaze of flash-bulbs.

"Whoa, baby! I'm no judge, but I think we've got a winner here!"

At last it came to Alice's turn and she stood firm and confident, but when the water hit her she winced and stumbled back a step, her tender boobs howling in pain under the hard stream of water. It was all she could do not to cry out and cradle them.

The water soaked in and her shirt clung to her skin. Her breasts were lumpy and they drooped, the large nipples poking out through the soaked T-shirt and pointing almost down to her feet. Her dripping mounds of tortured flesh were forming large black spots where they had been bruised and they stood out clearly through the white T-shirt, but Alice stood up straight and proud, her chest thrust forward, a confident smile on her face.

The crowd went dead silent, then a low murmur came from the audience as even the announcer seemed at a loss for words. Finally he boomed, "Holy cow! Those have got to be the ugliest tits I've ever seen! Where the heck was she hiding those? 'Cause she sure wasn't wearing them a few minutes ago!"

Alice's proud pose trembled and the world began to spin again and the crowd filled with laughter. She clenched her fists and let out a little cry through her teeth. She felt her breasts aching harder than ever and she was not aware of what was around her, but when the other contestants pulled Sadie up onto their shoulders and cheered wildly for her, Alice fell to her knees and began to sob.

As her tears mixed with the cold water flowing off her soaked and dangling boobs, she slammed her fist into the sand and whimpered furiously, "I'm going to kill that fucking cunt! She's dead!"