Battle of the sexes: Koji Vs. Eiruferu (complete)

Koji was a fast striker, but Queen Eiruferu was ready to deflect his jabs and she even took the chance to close the distance for a teasing chest-to-chest with the flustered brawler.
With a suggestive *BOING* of her large bosom, the royal beauty bounced backwards to the ropes, using them as a trampoline of sorts to launch herself forward.

"W-Wha..? Mmmpffhh..! o///o".
Koji was totally caught offguard as Eiruferu's massive breasts claimed his face, smooshing and bringing him down in such humiliating womanly way.
Slammed down underneath her strong curvy body, the young fighter was stunned by the sudden fall and disoriented from sensorial deprivation, having her large breasts completely wrapped around his head.

When the dazed boy was able to resume a struggle, trying to squirm and push her off, Eiruferu had wrapped her arms around his head already.
"Mmmmfff..mppffhh... @///@".
Flailing around with nice muffled noises, Koji was right where she wanted now, hugged nice and deep into her bountiful bosom.

“Oh come now, surely you must have seen that one coming.” Eiruferu would taunt, laughing to herself as she easily contained his struggles. “You’ve been staring at them quite a lot, how could you not follow that. Unless of course, this is what you really want. Like the perverted man you are.” Rubbing her success in his face, she would take the term literally by rubbing his face in between her bosom, adding onto the embarrassing smother.

“Ah, and I should show a little more of what I’m capable of, since you clearly need more inspiration to struggle.” Eiruferu’s words would be followed as a temporary mist of power surrounded her, and in a moments notice Koji would see two of his levels suddenly vanish, being absorbed into her bosom. “I am capable of stealing your levels, however I don’t see that being a necessity, seeing as how weak you are in comparison to me.”

Koji's muffled noises of embarrassed anger vibrated nicely within Eiruferu's royal rack as she sensually taunted him, easily provocating his flustered reaction as she rolled his face inbetween her breasts.

Suddenly, he felt Eiruferu squeeeze her bosomy pillows around him, feeling their soft pressure as a pink mist surrounded him twice. Much to Koji's shocked surprise, that went along with 2 oddly pleasurable waves of fatigue washing him as 2 levels were stolen, absorbed into her capable bosom.

"M-Mnnfhh... 0///0".
Koji faliled with renewed alarm and embarrassement, thought it would just add to Eiruferu's pleasure as Koji's struggles had her womanly melons bounce suggestively around his face.

“There you go, struggle. It’s all a man such as yourself can do in the presence of a woman.” Eiruferu would respond to his renewed struggles, pressing her chest down more on his face in response to the attempt at freedom. It was all a game to the busty queen, as she proved by not using her absorption again despite the perfect opportunity of his ineffective flailing.

Eiruferu would continue the game of seductive suffocation for some time, her arms keeping his face nice and secured in her royal bosom as she continued to rub his face inbetween her breasts. And as she would take note of his struggles, she’d squeeze her arms more, both increasing the pressure around his face and preventing any chance of breathing in her busty clutches.

The female audience laughed cheerfully at the familiar but always amusing scene of a wannabe-strong male worrior tamed and smothered by the womanly endowments of a superior female. And even better this time, as it was the legendary bosom of their beloved queen showing his place to this silly boy!

"Mnnhh..mmfff.... mff... @////@".
Even without her energy absorption technique, Koji was gradually tamed inbetween Eiruferu's soft, massive melons as she hugged him deeper to her bosom, sensually suffocating him into air-deprived weakness and humiliating him soft spoken, almost motherly taunts.

Unable to push her off while she happily encouraged him to waste his stamina, Koji would try to pound her, but in his air-deprived state that resulted into a cute pawing at Eiruferu's hips, just adding to her dominant joy.

“What’s the matter, unable to bring yourself to push me off?” Eiruferu would taunt, feeling his struggles weaken more and more as time went on. “Well you shouldn’t be expecting mercy in this situation. Our battle is going until you completely submit, and you have only just begun to see our difference in strength.

It would become apparent that thus far the busty queen had yet to even attempt to get a verbal submission from Koji, and the chances of him being tapping felt very low from his boastful personality. She was playing with him, and even as her breast smother put him to the verge of passing out she wouldn’t give it up this time. A KO wouldn’t save him, and she would be enjoying herself with him to the fullest.

Koji's struggles only amounted to fuel up Eiruferu's womanly confidence, making no progress in getting free from the smothering confines of her cleavage while, on the contrary, turning it into a hotter, wetter airtight seal for his face with each muffled groan.

"Mnnpffh... "
Koji was getting ever more light headed from her sensually dominant suffocation, her tight embrace and enveloping breasts denying any chance of verbal submission... Not that the silly stubborn boy would take it anyway, keeping his futile resistance going until his weak hands came down to rest on her curvy derrière, much to the boy's humiliation.

Soon the the male fighter was not-so-defiant, too tired to fight back and just relaxing into sleepy surrender.
To Koji's drowsy mind the idea of falling asleep inbetween Eiruferu's womanly pillows was ever more pleasant, as the busty queen could tell from his cute muffled sighing, and virtually absent resistance.

“And as expected, the hopeless boy passes in the breasts of his superior.” Eiruferu would say once Koji’s lights were completely out, releasing his head and sitting up as she looked down to him. It was no less expected, as the busty queen’s abilities were well above any of her current soldiers could ever reach. To Koji, challenging her was like challenging the final boss right off the bat.

But of course, the fact he was unconscious meant nothing to the course of their battle. So the Queen would shift herself to be sitting on the boy, her legs going around his head before she’d suddenly clamp down her thighs on his neck, aiming to wake him up in the headscissors hold while lifting her dress up enough to see his face. “No time for resting, our battle is only beginning.”

Koji's consciousness faded within the marshmallow softness of Eiruferu's bosom, much to his male pride humiliation.
And while the young fighter took a nap, the busty Queen didn't waste time putting him into her next womanly dominant hold while he was still out.

Before long, Koji's slumbering mind was coaxed back to reality by Eiruferu's smooth thighs headscissoring his neck.
"U-Unnhhhff... <3".
The pressure from her smooth thighs felt pleasurable to his sleepy mind at first, but it went more and more uncomfortable along with his awakening consciousness.

"U-Unghf... h-heck.. 0///0".
Koji's face went all red, looking up at Eiruferu's mocking, smile past her semi-transparent skirt and her bountiful bosom. All the while, his wheezing attempt at breathing were nicely bathing her inner thighs.

“You didn’t think you were getting a break that easily, were you?” Eiruferu would say, keeping a tight pressure on the boy as she looked down to him. “Our Time here will be spent with you being shown just why a woman is superior. Even though you can’t keep up, I’ll be sure you experience everything.”

As she continued to keep her headscissors going, the busty queen would lean back, her hand going down his body and eventually resting on his crotch. Although it wasn’t said, her smirk would tell tales of the comments she would make, as she would now go into a pattern of vice tight and slightly relieved, every moment of added pressure coming with a rub of her hand for the sake of “balance”.