Come at me Bro!

[Caborn]

Mako would grumble to herself as she was trapped under the heavy frame that was Army’s body. “Know that…you’re fucking heavy…more like…” the shark would mutter. Not really putting much thought into what she was saying as she dealt with his weight. However, the big guy would soon reposition himself on top of her. Straddling her waist as he pinned her wrists down to the ring over her head. Not exactly thrilled to be trapped like this, Mako would squirm and fidget chaotically. Kicking her legs and moving from side to her side to no avail. All she really succeeded at was shaking her tits around in her tank top.

“Fuck.” She would curse before settling. “Well…I was just planning to get laid so didn’t give the rules much thought…” the shark admitted as she laid there under him. “How about I knock you out?” Mako would say with a cheeky grin acting confident despite being in a bad position. Showing no sign of flinching even as the man pressed their foreheads together and stared right into her eyes.

[BlackAkuma]

It was kind of cute the way Mako struggled underneath Army, so much so that he had to have a little chuckle about it. There was absolutely no way she was getting him off, not like this, but he knew that something being impossible would never stop her from trying it. He honestly had to admire that about her - the woman just had no quit. She could’ve made a good boxer, really, though he suspected the lack of sex would’ve bored her with it.

But she wasn’t going anywhere, which gave them the chance to slow things down, just a touch, so they could iron out some details.

”Knockout sounds good.” Army nodded along with that. ”Before that, though, I want to do something about this.” He made his intentions clear in the next moment, as he reached down to grab the hem of her shirt and pulled it up, trying to get to take it off and leave them both topless - just to even things up.

[Caborn]

Since she couldn't force her way out, the shark would let things play out. Better to buy some time and wait for an opening than just keep squirming around uselessly like a worm. Mako would watch as Army started to yank her tank top off. Stripping it right off of her as he exposed her sexy tits. The rest of her tattoos now on full display on her right breast as she laid there on her back. Now, most people would be pissed by this sort of thing. That or annoyed they didn't ask first. But Mako was the exact opposite. "Bout time big guy~" she'd laugh as Army stripped her. Not just because it gave her a chance to show off the goods and get kinky. But also because she saw that chance she was looking for.

"If you're gonna take them out you might as well play with them too!" the shark would say as she suddenly reached up and wrapped her arms around Army's head. Pulling him face down into her tits as she began to smother him with them. "All guys fantasize about getting knocked out by tits right? I mean I do... so you better enjoy this~" Mako would add as she tried to smother him right out. Honestly she was glad Army had given her the idea to try this. Normally she didn't go for smothers to knock people out. Mako was just too good at doing that with kicks and chokes among other things. If things went as planned, the shark would even try to roll them over so that she'd be forcing her tits down on Army's face as she smothered him with them.

[BlackAkuma]

Of course, most people would react poorly to having their shirt taken off without permission. With most women, even in this situation, that would’ve gotten him in deep water. But Mako was, in fact, Mako. Army knew her well enough to realize that not only would she not mind, she’d also probably encourage stripping. Which, no shit, turned out to be the case. About what he expected.

What he did not expect, however, was for Mako to pull his face into her bare tits and start smothering away, which she did before he even had a chance to properly process what was going on. His muffled cries echoed through her body, first in shock, then in exertion, as he struggled to get free of her grasp, rolling about and squirming to no avail. He tried to throw a couple of quick punches in her side, but he wasn’t too optimistic about them working - none of them had much in the way of power, thanks to a poor angle.

For now, it looked like he was stuck.

[Caborn]

Mako would start smirking like a cocky bitch as she turned the tables on the big guy. His head now forced right between her breasts as she laid on top of him. "Heh...I usually don't go for smother's like this...but thanks for giving me the idea!" the shark would chuckle as she felt him crying out against her tits. Whatever he said was muffled by her chest, but she figured it was something along the lines of Mako you horny biiiiitch...

The shark liked keeping her tits in his face for sexual reasons, but it was also a more embarrassing to get KOed. So she really liked the idea of making fun of Army for it later on. Obviously he wouldn't just let it happen, though. Soon enough Army would start smacking her ribs with a barrage of punches. Causing the shark to grunt and groan as she tried to endure it. Luckily, he couldn't put his full force into those punches due to their position. If he had then Mako's might've been turned to dust by now. "Ugh! Come on...don't act like you hate this!" she'd bark at the guy. "Any guy would pay to be KOed by tits...hell I would pay for it!" Mako would add, surprising no one with that reveal as she fought to keep smothering her opponent. Her hips actually starting to grind down on top of him so her crotch would rub against his little buddy downstairs. That way she could make them both feel good as she kept her tits in place.

[BlackAkuma]

Army, as it so happened, was a breast man. He had no problems with other parts of the female anatomy, naturally, but those were the parts that always drew him, first and foremost. Typically, getting shoved into the ample chest of a buxom beauty would be seventh heaven for him, and Mako definitely checked all the right boxes.

There was just the whole thing with the lack of oxygen. That was a big bummer. Needed to breathe, needed air, and he wasn’t getting nearly enough of it between Mako’s titanic tits.

It wasn’t for lack of trying, though, but his punches didn’t get him anywhere - if anything, they probably just turned Mako on even more, if all that grinding on his crotch was any indications. He fought as best as he could, thrashed this way and that, but the more he fought, the more energy he wasted, and soon there just wasn’t anything left to give.

He seized up, went rigid then…nothing. He went out like a light, growing limp beneath Mako. Well, limp except for one part of his anatomy that she was bound to notice.