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The water washed sand helped to cool the beach as the dusk started to fall over the island once more. It was another day done and the tournament was once again on break thanks to the ending of the last round. A hard fought tournament so far, but with the completion of this round there were many more ladies to fall victim to those that had already lost. No longer contained under the "no fighting" rule of the tournament, these girls, these losers, spent their time finding ways to grow better, finding new opponents and enemies to fight against. Some of them planned to use this tactic, this strategy, this combat training in their next tournament both at their native lands and in this tournament next year. For most, the more that fell in battle the more they'd be able to take on and get a good feel for their strategies and tactics, it also gave them a chance to put old grudges to the side and truly fight one another without any of that underlying stress. Some, however, didn't need to fight the new girls, they wanted to focus on the other ladies that they'd seen fall in the first fight. It wasn't that they wouldn't take on the new four ladies that crumbled from the tournament, but they weren't finished with those that had dropped from the fights in the first round yet.

This stood no truer than with a few of the more experienced fighters out here. Red hair flowed side to side down the length of her back to lightly whip at her tail was her brick-red colored scales helped to stand her out from her hair color. Her mace-like tail tip only set at the very end of her thick tail that perfectly parted that plush rump and toned legs. Even from behind this girl was an image, a flat out beauty of a creature that set the dragoness easily swaying her hips in every step out of practiced muscle memory and movement. Even while her hair hid away her strong back those arms showed well that she was a force to be reckoned with and her figure only shined out more from the front. Every step she took allowed her red toes to dig into the sand, the coolness of the beach's sand after the first did well to keep her usual hot temper down into a reasonable state. She had to fume a bit over losing in the first round, especially given how often she'd taken on these other girls, but those were the breaks and she'd fallen in battle. This did give her the chance to take on the other losers, though, and she was going to take every moment of this as she could to see it through. Her massive breasts bobbed in every step she took, her swollen tits ready to be used and abused to see who could last against her, but she didn't want some of these smaller titted bitches, no. Gabriella was looking to take on someone of equal asset to herself. That strong and yet soft body working well to take her along the beach, but it was when her blue eyes finally rested on the green dragoness that she knew she had her mark.

Dreega laid there in the sand, feeling the heat of the sun slowly cooling down with the night starting to overtake the sky. The feeling of dusk was always her favorite time of day on this island and as she rested there those towering mountains she called breasts stayed firmly on her chest. Spilling just enough to the side to maintain their round shape the green and yellow dragoness murred to herself with the feeling of cool air brushing across her. Those beautiful hips rested under her, hidden away from view, but the way that they dug out the sand showed that they were just as grand as the brick red creature that was looking for her equal. Hands folded well behind her head, keeping her blue hair just out of the sand as well as the matching ivory horns that circled back along the skull in the same motion and design as Gabby's own crest. The difference between them was that where one long red hair, this green dragoness rested here with blue strands running down her back, separating her body from the sand itself while her tail swayed back and forth across the sandy surface parting the sand I every movement. The thick tail waving as the yellow eyes of the green dragoness set closed with her large and beautiful breasts rising and falling in every breath that she took, shaking easily with the feel of relaxed patience washing through her. This was the red dragoness's target, her prey, and even now she moved in to start their hot and legendary fight.

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Gabriella wanted to start a fight, but she wasn't about to just walk up and ask for one. No, there had to be some reason, some cause for them to be fighting. Just going up and asking someone to fight with you was passionless, it failed to have meaning behind it. When it came to such combat strategies it was better to start a fight from an argument or disagreement, and knowing that Dreega was just as prideful about her body as this red dragoness was there was no way she was going to be able to resist her wronging her, even in the slightest of offenses. It wasn't going to take much to spark a bit of a fight between them and with the brick red dragoness moving her body past the relaxing green beauty she'd move that mace tipped tail in a fast swish digging into the sand just enough to break the surface and send that sand tumbling over the soft scaled abs of her target. The feeling of that sand hitting her made the girl jump a bit, she hadn't been expecting anyone to bother her while she was resting and yet those yellow eyes quickly turned towards the culprit who was already looking back at her judging Dreega's reaction.

A hand lifted quickly to wipe away the sand, eyes narrowed at the one that was trying to cause problems, able to read that smirk on her face clearly as she'd had it on her lips on a few occasions as well. Her slamming green fist coming down into the sand with force allowed the dragoness to lift herself quickly to her feet, never breaking eye contact with Gabby while she'd move to bring herself into eye level with the girl. Stepping forward the feeling of red breasts crushing tightly against green and yellow tits helped to demonstrate that neither were going to be backing down. This was only the first of Dreega's warnings. As she growled softly the green dragoness asked the girl easily if there was going to be some kind of problem between them, of course Gabby was going to play coy, she was going to act like what she'd done was some kind of accident, after all, she didn't want to come across as too desperate for this fight, but wanted it to flow more naturally between them so that it could be satisfying for the two.

"Oh, sorry Dreega, I didn't see you there. Sometimes my tail just has a mind of it's own." The brick red creature said with a half smirk, knowing that the line would help get under Dreega's skin.

She knew she was being suckered into a fight, but honestly, she was getting bored and wanted to put her skills to the test. It wasn't enough to want to fight, though, there had to be some structure, some rules, something to lose to and as she continued to press herself against the red dragoness she'd share the same smirk with her easily. "I'm sure it was just an accident. Maybe your tail is just as embarrassed about losing in the first round as you are. Though I do have to say that listening to you squeak in pleasure is always something to look forward to."

This made Gabriella lift a brow, the very tone of the voice was enough to make her murr that her tactic was working, but when the smirk came across Dreega's face the red dragon knew that her wish for a fight was already answered. Hands moved up to the sides of those green tits, crushing them down against one another while she'd massage her fingers through them. "That's just because it's a sex fight. If this was a milking tournament I'd already be at the head of the pack."

"Please, little lizard, I'd have you dry before you could even get a drop of me out." The green dragoness replied, hiding away the soft moan to the feeling of having her large breasts played with. Her own hands reaching up under the swollen red tits, bobbing them up and down so that the already pert nipple would rub along her own. "First to milk the other out completely then?"

Gabby smirked to the agreement, nodding to it easily along with an easy sigh of pleasure from having her nipples already crushed down in this way. It was clear that the two were going to be having a lot of fun in this, driving the other to work their best where neither wanted to lose twice on the same island. A milking competition it was, and while they had the entire beach to themselves they could be sure that nobody else was going to bother them until one of them was dry with saggy deflated mams and servicing the other girl as her better, as her superior, as her temporary alpha. It was going to be a delicious match, and they were both ready to get it started.

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The green hands would be the first to squeeze down, not willing to stand by and let the red instigator get the first attack on this. They were going to be fighting hard, strong, finding out which of them had the more glorious and full tits. Similar to a sex fight these breast fights were more specialized. It still ended when one was dry or begged for the fight to stop, but there would be no begging here, and even if there was there was only one way for this to end. The two pairs of hands gripped down fast against each other, the pressure in those massive tits plushing them both up even more against one another. The four towering breasts crushing, grinding, fighting one another in a tight grouped war of dominancy. The pair of breasts mashed up on one another, made swollen more by the fingers the sunk into their soft and firm texture. If the nipples weren't already pressing out against the other nubbed tips then they were at this point, rock hard and rolling against the others at the will of those hands that gripped them.

For many the feeling of fingers pressing into their tits would be too much, sinking in painfully with the hands crushing down, but those with massive chests were used to it, having trained their large tits specifically to handle such abuse for the entire purpose of having these kinds of specialized matches. This was only the first part, the pleasured torture that they put the other through in order to see who would be able to stand by and take it and who would be forced to back away. The two growled between their moans, feeling the rolling and gripping, the squeezing and crushing of their massive chests handled well by the other girl's well practiced hands. Each of them finding the need to pull away, to tend to their hurt and pleased tits, but neither wanted to show the weakness of giving into the other. As they both panted hard at the feeling it was the sudden presence of wetness between them that finally forced Gabby to pull away, leaning back just enough to adjust her hand quickly. It was usually the one that pulled away that would be adjusted on, but the red dragoness wanted to make sure that she had the upper hand first. Those hands moved from the outside of the green breasts, rolling her wrists around easily towards the front of them so that she could press her palm clearly against the nipple, even trapping it between her index and middle knuckle so that every movement of her fingers would be present to that delicious and milky nub as well. A furthered twist of her wrist would effect that sensitive pinched flesh and force the green dragoness to cry out loudly as her head rolled back. The last thing that Dreega was expecting from this was having her precious nips twisted.

It was always an odd sensation to feel pain and pleasure mixed together at once. It was something that could force the heart to fall into overdrive instantly, but it was so addicting. Those girls that did fight with their breasts, dueled for the milk of their opponents tended to grow used to the sensation and addicted to the mixture of the two feelings so well defined from one another. Dreega's head had rolled back, her breathing painting hard with her nipples being twisted in opposite directions. Mouth hanging open and yellow eyes clinched shut in a tight stunning lock as her body felt the course of pleasure rushing through her. That long blue hair hanging well behind her as her voice echoed the sky, calling loudly with a sensual sound. When the twisting ended that head finally lowered, eyes half closed to the beauty that had caused such a surge through her body and for only a second she felt as though she might lean forward with a deep and longing kiss, but her hands didn't forget what she was doing here and while her body leaned in her fingers scratched at the sides of the red breasts, feeling the soft texture of scale running against her sharp nails until those black nipples drifted between her thumb and index. Gabby wasn't just idling during this, she was watching the girl, seeing her lips pert and wondering if she should lean back into her. The answer when those fingers gripped her nipples and jerked them downward was a very clear and sudden "no" as she'd almost bark out at the girl from being tricked so easily in the sight of a kiss. When the brick red dragoness had twisted the nipples it was sideways, but this was more of a milking motion, pulling downward and jerking her body along with her to lean forward a bit while a red arm wrapped around the green shoulder just to keep herself upright.

It was a completely different feeling having someone feel like they were trying to milk your massive breasts as though you were some kind of farm animal. It was humiliating, a burning red color taking over the already reddened cheeks of the dragoness as she clawed easily at her aggressor's shoulders. That was also an amazing feel of pleasure to it. Her usual swollen tits, finding a bit of relief when she was forced to lean forward like this, their milky movements sloshing back and forth against the hand as she murred deeply from the sensation. If anything else she could almost just barely feel the urge to moo at this girl, wanting to show that she appreciated the feeling, but such a sound wasn't about to happen in this fight, maybe later behind closed doors if their paths should cross out in the mainlands. Here, though, this was a fight, a fight that the brick red creature wanted to start, and she was going to make sure to finish it. With a daring step the red dragoness would slam her fists down, pressing them hard against the elbows of the green tyrant that had pleasured her so. The fast jerk tore those hands away from her nipples forcing her brick red body to tense up suddenly from the shocking pain, as well as the sudden pleasure of white fluid easily dripping from the very tip of her large tit. She'd started milking here, but she wasn't out of the fight yet, she knew they were going to continue until one of them ran dry, so even if Dreega had pulled first milk from her body that didn't mean that she was going to be pulling last milk as well.

Gabby wasn't going to let Dreega come back at her so quickly, she was going to fight back and see if she could get the same dripping effect started on her all too eager opponent. Her arms quickly hooking up, wrapping around the back side of the green shoulders once again, but this was in order to press the red breasts tightly into the green and yellow mixed tits. Gabriella wasn't only moving to press her chest against the very skilled girl, though, she would bend herself just a touch lower, forcing her brick red massive mams into the bottoms of the towering green mounds for the purpose of lifting them. Those massive tits came to block the view that they had of one another, cutting off their eye contact. This didn't bother Gabby, though, she smirked at the sight of Dreega's face vanishing behind the horizon of green softness. This was what she wanted, and by leaning forward she'd crush her own large sacks against her fellow dragoness's ribs, but at the same time open her mouth and suckle longingly on the large nipples, drawing one into her pert lips and drawing hard on it. She couldn't see the expression on Dreega's face, but she could hear the moaning, the cries of pleasure, the sound of need, and finally as she suckled hard, nuzzling her nose into that soft breast until it started to fold over the brim of her face, the flavor of milky white liquid finally touched on her tongue. Gabby was expecting to be pushed off, to be forced to back away, but instead she felt an arm wrap around the backside of her head. Her eyes widened just before the darkness of that flesh enveloped her face. Dreega knew that trying to pry the girl off of her would be harder than it needed to be and cost her precious milk, but if she smothered her, forced her into a daze thanks to a lack of air, then she could drain the red dragoness while she worked to gather her mind again. A tactic that Gabriella wasn't counting on having to deal with.

Her hands moved fast against that swollen tit flesh, the feeling of it making a perfect seal around her face while that nipple was sacrificed into her mouth. She still drank it down, swallowed her first mouthful of milk from the green tit, but if she couldn't breath then none of this would matter. The more she pushed the tighter the hold on her head grew. The easy snarl that filled her lungs only helped them to burn in her chest while she struggled, squirmed to get away. Her brick red tail lashing, swinging, crashing against the sand, and with those sharp teeth raking against the sensitive flesh with no effect at all, she could only come to a single conclusion, that this was how this was going to end for her. No, she wasn't going to give up, there was a way out. Her hand slide off of the large tit, swollen and almost hard with the pressure of her face buried halfway into it. That same hand went straight back from the large green tit and landed with a solid and hard slam straight into the shoulder that held her in place. That was enough to break the core of the hold on her, unlocking that arm and allowing Gabriella to pull back just enough to get away. Her head coming from that tit while it shook and jiggled from it's sudden release, taking form once again, but a little bit more saggy now that so much of it's milk was now either in the red dragon's stomach, or running down the length of her jaw and neck. A hand even moved to lift just in time to wipe it away before those green hands took hold of her breasts once more. The sight of them once again being crushed back hard and fast made Dreega smile easily. She didn't mind the loss of milk because she was planning to win this in spades. Her hands already claiming those massive red tits and with a quick twist of her green body, she'd pull the dragoness over her own thigh, forcing her to lose all balance in a single instant before the both of them went straight down into the sand. Dreega landed on top, but her fingers never left those massive tits. A hard squeeze forcing the dripping tits to spurt off like a geyser shooting out into the sky only to hit the top side of those large green mountains that rested on her chest, hanging down towards the red creature below her.

Even if she was forced down onto her back in the sand Gabriella wasn't going to just give in, she had started this fight and she was going to see it through to the very bitter end. Her breasts were being milked like a fire hose, but this green bitch needed to learn that the brick red dragoness could give just as good as she could take. The feeling of her breasts pouring out milk, the feeling of the fluid running down the sides of her towering chest made her shiver, made her moan, made her legs shake with pleasure, but her arms fought past this, reaching up quickly to wrap around Dreega's hanging nipples. The feeling of their wet surface was due just as much to the green dragoness's milk dripping free from those swaying breasts, but also to her own milk crawling it's way down the large mound to mix their flavors together. A quick pull of the nipples showed the green dragoness moan in time with the red. Their voices crossing one another in the air just as their milk mixed in with one another as it dripped down over the already growing puddle that existed under and on top of the red body. Thumb and forefinger both worked in unison to pull quickly, pinching as they drew down and then relaxing on their way back up. Dreega had started this fight milking the red dragoness, but Gabby was willing to bet anywhere that this was a clue on how the green beast liked to have herself milked. Every pull downward allowed a thick wave of cream to pour out, shooting down to splash against that red body just as every squeeze against the large red breasts forced a hot stream to fire up and catch Dreega in the bottom of the jaw, sometimes she'd even lean her head down just to catch a few, her winking eye showing that she was loving the taste just as much as Gabby had earlier.

The two felt the other working hard, Gabby having given up a while back at trying to roll over and learned to enjoy her position. She was neither winning nor losing, but soon she felt her red tits slow their pouring feeling, her nipples finally starting to close up thanks to the deflated feeling of flesh resting against her chest. Her panting breaths making her realize that she'd lost track of what she was to be doing here and in this she'd lick her lips slowly, but finally smirk out. It seemed that she was no longer feeling the washing white fluid gush over her abs either, the two seemed to be completely dried up and while they would be back to completely filled by the time the sun return to them, they were empty, satisfied, and giggling down to one another. A lowering of that green body downward would bring these two to easily wrap their arms around the other's bodies. The dusk had completely fallen from them, the stars now ruled the sky, and under this darkness they could enjoy the feeling of their bodies lock between them. There was enough fat in the breasts to still make them worth wild without the milk, but while those tails slowly coiled they'd use the private time they had with one another, the complete loss of milk that they shared into the sands, to have a different kind of competition, but then again, sometimes pleasure was just pleasure.