Kama Kameleon vs Sister Lucia

[GolemGuardian]

Oh the things Prudence would have known if she gave anything of Kama's past. A longstanding rivalry where she had to fight not only a rich bitch, but her ever rotating roster of Golden Girls. A numbers game that led to many defeats to the self proclaimed goddess, and spanned multiple promotions. Even Kama's first match here.

Not that such knowledge would change anything between them. This was a match between her and the short ringleader. The two heavyweights were just in the way right now, and Kama just had to push past them.

Unfortunately, the two had stalled her enough that the shortest nun got back up. Before Kama could block, she had flipped back and nailed a Pele kick to her skull. "Gn-" Kama briefly groaned, leaning against the fan barricade and holding the aching spot. "Little... brat....." She hissed, unprepared for whatever the holy woman had in mind next.

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia couldn't see her hit connect, what with the way she flipped back after the impact, but she could feel it through her feet, and it was more than a little satisfying to nail the fiendish woman with. As soon as she fell back to her shoulder, she threw her legs up and rose with a swift kip-up, then spun about to see the fruits of her labor: Her opponent stunned, dizzy, wide open for whatever attack she could execute. And there were quite a few.

First, she needed space. She leaped backwards as far as she could go, then dropped down into a crouch, readying herself. She took a quick, deep breath, then exploded out of the crouch, rushing forward at full speed, so fast that her habit nearly flew off her head as she dashed.

She waited until she was closed enough, then leaped up, drew her legs in, shot them out and tried to drive her heels into Kama’s bountiful, proud chest, looking to drive them in deep with a shotgun dropkick.

[GolemGuardian]

Kama hissed as she leaned on the fan barricade, cursing Chastity and Prudence under her breath. If the two nuns hadn't stuck their noses in, she'd have been able to stop the tiny blond from her headache inducing Pele. When she had her bearings back, she was definitely going to pay the little nun back.

As Kama used the barricade for support, Sister Lucia backed up and readied her next move. She was quick, sprinting as to not give the deity a moment to collect herself. Though Kama didn't have the wherewithal to prepare an actual counter, given the bimbo's last target with her legs, she did her enough mind to cross her arms in front of her tits, and brace herself for impact.

Sure enough, the bitch had tried to flatten her chest again! Be it her displeasure with the islander showing off her body so readily, or possibly jealousy - either for Kama's confidence in her curves or her curves themselves - it seemed the little prioress had a target in mind. While her chest were safe, her arms were stinging. Kama just had to hope the fall from the dropkick would give her a bit more time to gather herself.

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia might have been small of stature, but she was quick, swift, and she could generate a fair bit of momentum when the occasion called for it, as it certainly did at this moment. Her legs were also fairly powerful, as they needed to be for her punishing kicks, and she put all those factors together to create a truly devastating dropkick.

Of course, Kama had to go and dampen her moment by getting her arms up and blocking the blow, but that was of little consequence - the blow still had enough force to knock her off her feet, which was the result Sister Lucia ultimately craved. She landed on her back, then kicked her legs up and rose to her feet with a swift kip up, rising just in time to enjoy her handiwork.

”On your back.” She smirked as she walked towards her foe with a swing in her hips. ”You must be used to that position.”

As much as she would have loved to revel in her foe’s distress, she needed to move this match back into the ring post-haste. She reached down, seized Kama by her lustrous hair, and used it as a handhold to bring her back on her feet. As soon as she was up, Sister Lucia twisted about and flung her in under the ropes, with her slipping in behind her only a moment later, staying close to her prey.

[GolemGuardian]

Kama grunted as the nun confirmed her intention, feet striking against her guard, and sent her to the ground. It was better than the alternative, with her chest pounding in pain again. Granted it let the blond whore taunt down at her, doing what she seemed to do best: piss the Deity of Depravity off.

A mistake she would soon regret.

A moment later, Sister Lucia brought the larger islander to her feet by her hair, before throwing her into the ring. The prioress may have followed soon behind her, but if she had any follow up in mind she was dead wrong. The goddess quickly and harshly grabbed Lucia's blond hair, pulling her face into Kama's divine breasts. After all, if she wanted to focus on them, why not give her a smothering, close up?

"While I can't say you're wrong," Kama began, before going to roll the two of them more towards the center of the ring. "A goddess like myself is in control, be it on top or bottom~" If she could get away from the ropes, with the infuriating canoness' head trapped, Kama would end up on bottom still, wrapping her legs around the lightweight for a bodyscissor. The deity was aiming to knock this holy slut out, before going for finally moving the match in a more fun direction.

[BlackAkuma]

With her momentary dominance, Sister Lucia grew confident, and in that confidence she found a small degree of hubris. She should’ve been aware as she was hauled into the ring. Should’ve known that a trap would be sprung. The devil was a master of deception, after all.

That false sense of security would become her bane, as Kama’s wicked trap caught her before she could press her advantage. Sister Lucia cried out as the harlot pulled her into her chest and ensnared her face, covering her features with sweaty flesh, then locking her in place with a deadly body scissors. Over and over they rolled until Sister Lucia found her on top of the woman, her small frame engulfed by those deadly curves.

It was a precarious position, but the darkness, was a weapon that Sister Lucia could wield as well. There, in the shadows of her breast, she saw her salvation.

Sister Lucia bit Kama’s breasts. Hard.