Missy Ettinger-Salinger loved tits. She especially loved big tits and so did her husband Rich. She dreamed of having large breasts. Most of her friends had large breasts. They had talked to Missy about getting implants for a couple of years. The only drawback was Missy returning to fighting. Breasts were a clear target and a number one priority in any fight, especially big breasts. Missy had herself attacked other woman in this area and assumed it would happen to her should she ever get implants. But after much discussion with Rich and her friends Missy decided to do it. They went to a plastic surgeon. The doctor showed them different sizes that would be appropriate for Missy’s build. She decided on 38C’s. The date of the of the surgery was decided upon and Missy had the surgery. As soon as she woke up as sore as she was she loved her new pride and joys, after awhile the pain went away and the scarring. Missy would do nothing but stand in the mirror and pose and preen. She loved her new big tits. She couldn’t believe she could say that. I have big tits. She then announced to her friends that she retired again. No reason in tempting fate. But she hadn’t thought of Nancy Lane.
Nancy Lane was the female bodybuilder that Maggie had hired to fight Missy. Nancy had been put out by Missy by the door and then beat up Terri but put out by Grace. Then she was warned or challenged by Missy. Missy had forgotten about the challenge. Nancy hadn’t. She had taken part in some competitions and then came back to fight. She was 5’5, 175 of hard muscle. She was very tanned and had short curly hair. She had no breasts to speak of. And she wasn’t expecting Missy to have any but was delighted when she saw Missy around town. Nancy confronted Missy and challenged Missy again. Nancy didn’t see fear but rightfully assumed that Missy preferred not to fight and saw the reasons why. Missy had gotten tits. Nancy pressed and said some uncomplimentary things about Missy. Missy looked like she would fight her right there on the street. But it was decided that it being Friday Nancy would meet her at Sam’s that night. Nancy also challenged Missy to fight her alone without the benefit of her friends. Nancy was obviously worried about being out-numbered. Missy complied. She figured that she could beat up that muscle bound bitch all by myself. Missy met Nancy at the door and they both stripped to the waist. Sam spent not a second looking at Nancy but was fixed on Missy’s pair. She even went as far as pushing them together making them look larger. Sam left and both women went in the locker room to change. Nancy said to herself a fight is a fight. Isn’t it? Missy was stripping off her clothes and appeared to be putting on a sports bra over her regular bra. She was also wearing a pink thong. Nancy thought she was in shape but paying too close attention to her chest. Nancy grabbed Missy by the hair and jerked her back on the wooden bench behind her. Nancy then caught Missy’s head between her thighs and squeezed. She was also throwing punches into Missy’s unprotected stomach.
Missy was being assaulted on two fronts. Miss Muscle Bound was squeezing her head in her vice like legs and she was also pounding the shit out of Missy’s stomach. My fucking tits Missy thought. She had paid so much attention to them and decided to wear a double bra she never thought she would or heard Nancy attack her in the locker room. Nancy reached over and pulled Missy’s legs up so that Nancy took off Missy’s thong. Nancy now attacked Missy’s pussy. Nancy drove her elbow into Missy’s unprotected pussy. Missy was powerless to stop the attack. Suddenly Nancy reached over and grabbed Missy around the waist and hoisted Missy up and drove her back into the bench. Nancy did this four times. Finally Nancy pulled a very shaky Missy up and pulled her by the hair to the ring. Nancy just had a thong on. Nancy unceremoniously threw Missy into the ring and climbed in. Missy managed to get to all 4’s. Nancy stepped over Missy and applied a full nelson to Missy. Nancy applied the nelson and squeezed and made Missy moan. Nancy threw Missy to the side and then straight down. Nancy placed her knee in Missy’s back and pulled back. Missy the great fighter was screaming. Nancy released and pulled the sports bra off. “Undo the bra and let’s see them.” Missy didn’t move. Nancy stomped Missy’s back and Missy raised her hand. Missy got to her knees and undid the bra, letting it drop. “My God they are beautiful.” Missy actually smiled. “Beautiful enough to maul.” Nancy grabbed Missy and threw her against the ropes and pinned her there. She grabbed Missy by the chin and began to deliver stinging overhand slaps to Missy’s chest, one slap hurt more than the previous one. Nancy’s hand actually began to tire and get sore. Missy was screaming and begging. After 15 or more she slumped to the mat. “Pull down my thong.” Missy complied. “Eat me.” “No” Missy said quietly. “Really? We’ll see about that. You may wish you did.”
Nancy stood Missy and began to pummel Missy. Nancy was strong but not particularly athletic or graceful. Her punches were more lumbering shots but put enough of them together and she hurt Missy. Missy was hurting and put up no resistance. “Please no more. I’lllll do whatever. Please no more.” “Too late. I’m going to beat you more and then I’ll ravage you.” Nancy picked Missy up and drove her over her knee. Nancy ravaged Missy’s breasts and pussy. Nancy pushed Missy off and kicked her in the chest. Missy was crying and moaning. Nancy then kicked Missy to her stomach. Nancy picked up Missy’s legs like a wheelbarrow and grabbed her wrists. She then pulled Missy all over the ring with her breasts scraping the mat. Missy was screaming louder than she ever had. Nancy dropped Missy. Nancy left the ring area and Missy stood and massaged all that hurt. Missy was stunned when Nancy returned, dropping something at ringside and entered the ring and grabbed her. “No please.” Nancy carried two pieces of rope. She used them to tie Missy to the top rope facing out. Then in a feat of strength Nancy grabbed the bottom two ropes and twisted over and over. When she just about finished she brought the twisted rope into the tied up Missy and caught her breasts in the taut ropes. Missy’s breasts were squeezed and looked like they would explode. Missy’s face turned bright red from the pain as did her breasts. Missy could not yell loud enough. Missy had been in pain in her fighting career but NOTHING like this. Suddenly Nancy began to caress Missy’s ass a bit too tenderly. Missy’s tits were being popped like a grape and Nancy was on her knees behind Missy caressing, kissing and licking Missy’s ass. Suddenly Nancy stood and climbed out of the ring and returned in front of a still moaning and whimpering Missy wearing a DILDO. Oh no. “My God I’ll eat you. Anything. Please. I’ll lick you front and back. Please not that.” Nancy climbed into the ring and rubbed the dildo up and down Missy’s ass. Missy was apoplectic. All of Missy’s hens were about to roost in one fell swoop. And due to the way she was tied her ass was sticking out for Nancy. Missy was screaming. “Nancy anything. I’ll muscle worship you. Eat you. Lick you. I’ll be your bitch. Please.” Nancy laughed and brought her hand up and down the shaft. Nancy sort out Missy. Missy screamed.
“Please anything anything. Please.” “Missy wake up. You’re having a nightmare.” Missy opened her eyes and saw Rich. She pulled away. Then the room came into focus. Her bedroom. She instinctively reached for her chest. Ah, her nice pert, small breasts. She fondled her beautiful breasts. “It was a nightmare. I had implants and well a fight and they were targets.” Rich cuddled with Missy and licked and kissed her real beauties. Thank God I have small breasts, thought Missy. Maybe having large breasts was a dream of hers but it turned into a nightmare.