The Bull's Rampage- Jess vs Tracer!

[SubtleRoar]

After having deftly put Ryuko away with her astounding might, Jess felt as if her voracious appetite for chaos and destruction wasn't quite satiated yet. As she stomped around in an attempt to seek out yet another victim she could annihilate, it dawned on her that the best opportunity would be somewhere more populated. Glancing around for inspiration, she discovered a sparsely filled mall just over the horizon and decided to give it a shot. With her body slowly recuperating, The Crimson Cowgirl sauntered towards the threshold of the urban construct with one goal in mind- Obliterating her opposition.*

"Aheukheuk!" *She unleashed a sadistic bellow, throwing her head backwards for dramatic effect* "I hope whoever I find is ready fer the fight of their life! I'm personally in tha mood fer a bit of slap and tickle myself, but I suppose we'll just hafta see~" *With a flirtatious cadence in her voice, Jess began skulking around the outer perimeter of the mall, ready to strike at a moment's notice if someone happened along!*

[SleeperAgent94]

To say Tracer was having a bad few weeks was understatement of the damn year. Between her feud with OCB, and the numerous losses she was racking up week after week was finally starting to break the poor Brit down. After finding she had a few free hours to herself, she decided to lounge around the mall, taking in the sights and sounds. The benefits of her ring gear was that it could easily be passed as more fashionable pants, so she didn't get weird looks for her bright yellowish orange attire. With OCB having stole her bomber jacket, she had to make do with a light sweater over a sports bra. Yeah she felt lazy today, what of it? Not like she was gonna be fighting anytime soon.

[SubtleRoar]

*As the predatory southerner began to skulk out the mall for any potential victims, she spotted a rather fetching woman casually striding towards the double doors of the crowded mall. She had to take a moment to rub her eyes, but after clearing the specs of debris from the inner crevasses, she could confirm without error that it was, indeed, Tracer- She was wearing a much more casual attire this time around, but if Jess wasn't mistaken, the bubbly brit was also participating in the Tokyo Brawl! This fortuitous encounter brought the widest, toothiest grin to the towering texan's face.*

"Well now, butter my backside'n call me a biscuit~" *She licked her lips while rapidly approaching Tracer's unprotected backside, gaining on her with a sickeningly quick speed. A handful of observers from the onset of what was about to transpire, but before their voices could reach Tracer's ears, it was already too late-* "WHAM!" *Jess charged into her at full speed for a devastating spear, shattering the plexiglass doors as Jess had finally made her undeniable presence known!*

[SleeperAgent94]

The gasps from the passerby was Tracer's first indication that not all was as it seemed. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, and the entire world slowed down. Already her spine screamed in protest, a casualty of her previous matches. Needless to say she wasn't much in fighting shape. Why she even signed up for the Tokyo Brawl was beyond her. Some pointless bid at a win? Maybe. A chance to regain some of her dignity? Probably. Maybe that's why she wasn't all that surprised when Jess speared her in the gut, shattering the glass doors and slamming her broken body right down into the marble floor!

A shard of glass sliced her cheek, leaving only a shallow cut, with various scratches from the door showing the damage. Groaning, she rolled onto her side, trying to push away the pain, trying to get out.....trying to run.

[SubtleRoar]

*The twisted grin that began spreading even deeper across Jess's maniacal expression would send even satan himself fleeing in terror, let alone the frightened bystanders, who were beginning to cause a stampede in all directions!* "Aheukheuk! Seems as though we're causin quite a commotion, sugah." *Jess nonchalantly stated, standing to her immense height while ensnaring Tracer's hair within her right palm.* "I'm always in the mood tah put on a spectacular show, so howsa bout we give these people here somethin tah really talk about?" *And with that, the diabolical texan dragged the wounded brit towards an abandoned shop, filled to the brim with miscellaneous toys of all shapes and sizes.*

"Huh...now, wut tah do wut tah do~" *She pondered for a moment, all the while keeping Tracer's chestnut hair between her fingers.* "Oh! I've got tha perfect thang!" *Spotting a make your own toy station not too far away from their location, Jess pulled Tracer against the countertop and slammed her posterior against it, simultaneously reaching down and grabbing a handful of bear fluff.* "Yer awfully skinny fer me tuh take seriously, so how about yuh open wide fer some nutrients!" *The Ginger Giantess screamed before cramming the artificial material down Tracer's throat!*

[SleeperAgent94]

Tracer's attempts at escape proved futile, as Jess snared a fistful of her brunette spikes, dragging her up onto shaky feet. Their feet kicked along the shards of glass, scattering the pieces along the marble floor! As the Texan dragged her toward on of the shops, she aimed some weak slaps and jabs at the strong abdomen of her captor.

Now in the guts of a toy store, Jess stopped, letting Lena's body fall against her as she surveyed the location. A moment later, and Tracer was up against the counter! Her eyes snapped wide open as Jess stuffed bear fluff into her mouth with the brit nearly gagging on the material as she collapsed on the counter.

[SubtleRoar]

"There we go! Ya'll are already startin tah look like a real contendah!" *Jess declared in a rather jubilant fashion, all the while pedestrians could only watch in horror as the Ginger Giantess continued to almost effortlessly dominate the busty brit!* "Well, now that ya'll are finally startin tah put on tha pounds, howsa bout you and I take a little trip~" *She asked in a rhetorical fashion, refusing to allow Tracer the proper amount of time to even come close to conjuring up an answer.*

*Grabbing her by the fringes of her chestnut hair, Jess ruthlessly dragged Tracer towards the edges of a vacant ball pit, located in the center of the sprawling play center, before pulling her victim up close to her ruby lips.* "This is what happens when the weak are caught by the strong, sugah~" *Her enticing voice was meant to drop her opponent's defenses, and just before Tracer was capable of decline's Jess's offer, she forcefully tossed her in with complete disregard for her, and anyone else's, safety!*

"Now, lemme check'n see if yer capable of takin a few shots from an aspiring champ~" *Not content to merely let her victim wallow in her own embarrassment, Jess plucked Tracer up by her shoulder, winding up a right fist before promptly rocketing it directly into her solar plexus!

"WHAM!" *The uncontested blow firmly nestled itself against Tracer's ribcage, allowing Jess to sink herself closer towards her prey.* "Awww, s'matta sugah? Did I leave ya'll breathless?" *She cackled her signature* "Aheukheuk!" *As she balanced the brit on the platform of her fist!*

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[SleeperAgent94]

The entire ordeal was nothing but a blur, even as she spit out the wet wads of bear stuffing, retching at the pure taste of cotton in her mouth. Ack! Bloody disgusting! Not that she had a moment to breathe, what with Jess battering her from pillar to post along the hallway of the mall! Each toss and punch sent her crashing into walls, signs, and the occasional glass window, one which cracked under her impact! The pair soon found themselves on the edge of a massive ball pit, with Tracer backed onto the edge where she teetered uncertainly on the edge! Pulled in, her face blushed when Jess slipped those sultry words into her ears. A simple push on her chest sent the busty brit crashing into the pit, sinking slightly below the surface and leaving only her limbs visible.

Normally this would have been the end of it, but Jess was looking to destroy the injured woman, dragging her out of the pit and slamming a meaty fist into her belly, lifting her off the floor with the sheer force of it! Spit flying from her mouth, Lena made quiet choking sounds as she balanced on the fist, with her chin resting on her strong shoulder of her opponent!

[SubtleRoar]

"Aww, don't tell me ya'll are already outta gas?" *Jess quizzically tilted her head in a disappointed manner, clearly aware that she's the unequivocal dominant force between the two of them.* "And here I was just startin tah get into a good rhythm~" *The Towering Texan effortlessly carried Lena on the edges of her knuckles, lightly hoisting her upwards and planting a sopping wet kiss against her perky lips!* "MMmmuuah~" *Jess left a humungous, moist indention against the inferior pair of lips before sweeping the exhausted woman off her feet with one, swift motion!* "Ya'll seem pretty tuckered out puddin, howsa bout we get yah rested and refueled for later?"

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*While carrying the petite punching bag in her arms, Jess scanned the area for the most ideal resting area for her adorable prey, before finally locating a nearly vacant mattress shop.* "Ahh, perfect!" *Jess exclaimed as she strolled towards the empty outlet, before tossing Lena across a plushy, angelically soft bed.* "Now, just lie back and let Jess take care of all tha work~" *Utilizing her enormous frame, Jess tossed herself against the befuddled brunette while simultaneously smothering her face between her pride and joy!*

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[SleeperAgent94]

Tracer's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, desperately trying to will her lungs to draw in air that would not come. The knuckles dug in more as she was lifted to hang face to face with her attacker. She saw the teasing smirk, before her lips were assaulted by a deep, wet kiss, with the Texan asserting her dominance. With a sweeping motion, Tracer was hauled away to a nearby mattress shop, where she was flung like a child's toy!

The brit slammed into the wall, crumpling in a heap on the silky smooth mattress, by far the softest she had ever known in her life.Slowly being rolled onto her back, it was easy for the Texan to smother the Brit in her ample bosom, cutting off any airflow. In a final show of defiance, Tracer bucked, getting her shoulder up to break a pinfall and gasp the sweet air for the first time.....