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Bloom wasn't sure about this. But she hadn't really been sure about any of their attempts to get cutie marks. And while Babs may have had one, now, that didn't mean that her cousin couldn't help them. She was an official Cutie Mark Crusader Alumnus, which meant she had to keep helping the other crusaders until everyone got a cutie mark. Or something like that. Bloom would work out more of the details later.

"And we're absolutely sure there's actually such thing as sexfightin' cutie marks?"

"Nope!" Sweetie said happily, "Which means that you might be the first! You'd be the first pony to have a new cutie mark, wouldn't that be great?"

"Yeah... Yeah, sure!" Applebloom grinned, "Yeah, that'd be excellent! Alright! First ever sexfighting cutie mark, GO!"

She turned back to look at her cousin. They were at that special age, where everyone tells you you're old enough to have sex and vote and get drunk, but even you don't quite believe it. And, despite all their efforts, they STILL didn't have cutie marks. Talk about late bloomers. Even the people who'd joined Babs's chapter before she officially left had mostly gotten theirs. But that hadn't dampened the original Crusader's enthusiasm for the attempt

The two young ponies were still clothed, though barely. The only thing either of them wore was a pair buttoned-up denim overalls and, at least in Bloom's case, underwear because, hey, denim could chafe, ya know. They stood in the Apple Family Barn, in the makeshift ring the Crusaders had built in their attempts to get mixed martial arts cutie marks. The attempt had failed, but the body to body contact had given the group the idea for this new attempt.

She inched closer, her eyes locked with her muscle-packed cousin. She may not know much about fighting, but she at least could figure out that the bigger pony had an advantage. She'd need to be careful, and try to focus on her sexuality. Earth Ponies were the strongest type, but even amongst the naturally powerful, there were levels, and Babs was a step above the rest. The map of her muscles slid along her form with every step. Applebloom waited, letting her cousin come to her.

Finally, she did. The orange filly charged, and she stepped quickly to the side, sliding her foot out just enough to trip Babs forward. Babs stumbled over her outstretched leg, not going straight down, but flailing her arms out wildly. Applebloom let her stumble, and Babs caught herself on the ropes. After taking a second to admire her cousin's muscle-packed back, Applebloom stepped up again, and slammed her knee into Babs's lower back, sending the pain racking up her spine, before reach between her legs. Babs's pussy might have been covered, at least for now, but Bloom knew a nice firm squeeze could at least get a girl going.

"H-hey, watch th-Ahhhhhhh..." Babs turned back, and as she did, Applebloom stepped forward and planted a powerful kiss on her lips, the objection dissolving into a moan as she massaged her mound through the denim, and Babs's objections dissolved into an erotic kiss. Bloom may not have known everything there is to know about sexfights, but she and the others had gone for a making-out cutie-mark and agreed that while it clearly wasn't any of their special talents, Bloom probably was the best of the three at it. Her eyes half-closed, and she pressed forward, the ropes tied around their improvised ring stretching out as she pushed the moaning Babs into them, turning the muscular girl into a panting pile. Her other hand reaching up to grab the back of the orange-pony's red-maned head, forcing her tongue deeper into her quickly compliant throat. This was all going so well...

Suddenly, a heavy impact. Like being hit with an iron weight in the gut, and she exhaled into her cousin's mouth. Then another, her stomach being pounded, the natural resiliency of her earth-pony body nothing next to the sheer force that her cousin was capable of exerting. Then the third strike, and this one came between her legs. Her own denim meshed into her pussy as Babs's violent beating of her body continued. Two more, and despite it, she felt her lower lips starting to open and moisten as Babs's strong thighs pounded into her. She finally opened her eyes, to see that her cousin had managed to turn around in the ropes. Face to face with her, kissing still, but beating her like an MMA fighter in a clinch. The next shot was between her legs as well, stunning, but continued with Babs rubbing her muscular thigh against her quickly-moistening pussy.

"Babs st-" She started in the kiss, btu was cut off with another strike to her stomach. She collapsed against Babs's chest, her body resting on the other filly's, arms around her for support.

"Stoooop..." She repeated, unused to the physical beating she was taking since she'd gone for her Boxing Cutie Mark.

"Oh, ya want me to stop?" Babs asked, and laughed, "Well, why didn't ya just say so in the first place."

"'Cause you wer-Nahhh!" She gasped out, as her cousin's hand found its way through the sides of her overalls to grasp the soft cotton between her legs.

"Ya wear boxers, too?" Babs teased her, as she began to massage her dripping pussy with one hand. Her fingers pressing in, teasing her dripping pussy, grinding and pushing. Her breath starting to come heavier as she was molested through her clothing by her cousin. "Figured you was a boxers type. Farmgirl like you. But I bet Sweetie wears pretty lacy panties, don't ya?"

"Knock it o-Ahhhh~" She gasped as those orange fingers slid fully into her, rubbing over her hot inner muscles.

"What'dja say?" Babs asked, "Didn't catch it.

"I said..." She panted, "Knock it... OFF!" She raised an elbow to the side, catching Babs along the bridge of her nose, stunning her cousin. She stepped back as quick as she could, turned, and faced her muscular cousin. Babs was clearly the better fighter in close, and she'd let them get too grindy, got distracted in the kiss and just let her cousin molest her. She'd need to keep the focus up, because unlike some fights, you couldn't win this kind without spending enough time in close to work over your opponent.

Once again, she waited. Letting Babs come to her. And after a few seconds, that's just what happened, her powerful cousin giving a war-cry before charging in. She sidestepped her once-more, grabbing her around the neck like she was prepared to choke her. But rather than yank her back, she simply redirected her momentum, turning and running a couple steps to force Babs to headbutt the bare wooden turnbuckle, stunning her.

She kept close, this time Babs was pinned there. She reached in through the sides of her overalls, this time, and felt Babs's soft pussy there. Her lips were still mostly closed, just starting to open, and Bloom rubbed her fingers along them to try to coax her flower to spread wider. She was satisfied to be met with a soft "Oooooooohhh..." By the power-packed pony. Hey, this was kinda fun, she pressed her harder into the turnbuckle.

"Mmmm, gotcha~" She taunted her panting cousin.

"No ya d-Ohohhhhhhhh~" Her cousin answered, the answer cut off by Bloom pinching her still opening petals. She rubbed herself on her cousin's back, insulated from pure pleasure by the layers of denim and cotton. But there was something undeniably effecting about how she pressed in on her, her fingers not allowing the beautiful older pony to get a chance to catch her breath. She teased her arousal upward and upward, interrupting every few deep breaths with pinches and twists, until her powerful pussy was drooling on her fingers.

She kissed her cheek softly. "Aahhh gotcha, Cousin Babs... Ah'm gonna get mahself a cutie mark in cousin-conquerin!" She teased softly.

"That's not even a th-ahh-aaAHHHH!" She interrupted the answer with a pinch to her squirming folds, keeping Babs in a state of arousal and submission in the corner. It was a delicate balancing act, but if she could continue it, Babs would be beaten easily. Every few breaths, she interrupted by pinching and twisting. The arousal wouldn't let her cousin get enough oxygen to fight back.

One hand kept the work up in her pussy, and the other slowly drifted up her body. Yellow fingers traced over orange muscles, letting the panting pony in the corner squirm on her, at the inexorable approach of her fingers up that body. Each muscle felt like it was carved from rock, but as an instructor once told her, muscles mean nothing if you can't breathe to use them. And she wasn't letting her breathe to use them. As she moved from abs to chest, and cupped her round breast in her soft fingers, she relished in Babs's squirming, trying to find a position where Bloom might give her a break, and let her breathe. But Applebloom had no intention of allowing her cousin that respite. Babs was too dangerous if Bloom let her rest for even a second. She cupped and massaged her breast, and softly kissed that muscular back, netting a low whimper in response.

"N-not... F-fightin... F-faaair..." Babs panted.

"Life's not fair, cuz~" Bloom told her, and a pinch to her firm titflesh netted a low moan.

"Y-yeah?" Babs asked, "Then... Neither am I!" And stomped. And Earth Ponies can stomp hard. It took a couple seconds for Bloom to process it. At first, just the feel of her foot having pressure on it, before it blossomed into agony as she realized just how hard she'd been stomped on. She gasped and cried out, in too much pain to stop her cousin from twisting and smacking her in the face with an elbow. Spit flew from her mouth as she fell back, her grip on Bloom taking her down with her, and the two young ponies fell in a sprawling heap on the canvas mat.

Babs must have reacted first, because before Bloom could even think about a response, the buttons of her overalls were off, and her right breast was surrounded by a hot, wet mouth. Babs was fully on top of her, sucking her breast, bathing the flesh and nipple with her hot saliva and firm tongue. Girl had clearly done this before, and Bloom at first didn't know how to keep up. The first to be rendered effectively topless in this fight, she bucked and squirmed under her cousin, before finally lighting on the idea of grabbing her head and yanking it from her breast, pulling Babs up to kiss her. The suction of her hot mouth pulled on Bloom's breast for a second before she popped off, and Bloom forced them lip to lip once more.

Their mouths met once more, and once more, Bloom's tongue took control. She slipped it into her sister's mouth and started lapping at the agile muscle that had been so recently working her over. Her hips rolled against Babs's, keeping her cousin still. She kept both hands on Babsy's cheeks as she passionately worked over her mouth and tongue, keeping their still-fully-clothed cunts grinding near each-other and her firm, round breasts pressed up on the denim of her cousin's overalls, to keep Babs from thinking too hard about how to get out of this.

Her cousin started scrabbling at the dirt, to try to pull away from the kiss, but Applebloom wasn't going to give her a chance. Her tongue danced circles around Babs's less skilled combatant. Babs seemed to be looking for something to grab off of the mat, or to pull herself away. But Applebloom was not giving her a chance to breathe, or to escape. Her tongue patted, tapped, pushed around Babs's. She lapped and sucked at her, squished her flatter breasts, and held her on top of her. She could see Babs was starting to panic, which only gave her more heart. In a quick twist, she rolled her cousin so she was the one on top, and instantly felt those muscle-bound arms clutch at her back and body, as she held the other pony helpless beneath her force.

She wasn't going to be able to kiss Babs unconscious. She knew some ponies were famous for the ability to do that, but she at least had her cousin panicking, and pressed the attack, seeing her cousin's cheeks rapidly inflating and deflating, and the fear in her eyes as she realized how outmatched she was by Applebloom in the oral department. Finally, she pressed her hand to Babs's forehead, and pushed herself up, arching her opponent's head, and her own back as she rose.

Babs groaned on the ground as Bloom sat like a victorious conqueror already atop her cousin. She reached down with one hand to pull on Babs's overall buttons as well, freeing her smaller yet firmer tits. She kept her hand on her cousin's forehead, arching her, listening to the moans from her mouth, the saliva dripping from it.

She finally let go of her cousin's head, groping herself with one hand, and looking down at the hot and powerful body she had so effectively rendered helpless.

"Now, cuz... Let's see how those tits of yers fare!" She declared, and then slammed herself down, her big breasts pushing down wickedly on her cousin's, mushrooming them out and making Babs groan and shudder, as if she'd had her own near-orgasm just from the impact.

She wrapped her arms around her cousin's back and squeeeeezed in, adding a bearhug to the tit-crushing. She was met with another shudder, a satisfactory reaction to how she was punishing Babsy beneath her. Babs may have been a better fighter, sure, but it seemed like Bloom had picked up more than a few adequate sexual skills, skills that were being used to torment the the young woman beneath her. A bearhug from even the weakest earth-pony could still hurt like hell, so Bloom squeezing Babs and her tits into submission was far from easy. Not comfortable, either, but at least it felt good, as the shuddering of her opponent below her and the dampness she felt in Babs's pussy that made even the denim soak through with juices demonstrated.

She continued to crush Babs's breasts flat, hers remaining victoriously round as the other earth pony filled the air with high pants and moans. Babs's body glistened with sweat as Applebloom crushed into her. The yellow pony felt the powerful mounds of muscle in her cousin's form deform from her crushing, compressing muscle, bone, and tits in the vice of her arms. Babs couldn't even speak anymore, just groaning and squirting more juices. The stench of sex and sweat from her covered mound spoke to the total domination Applebloom had rained down on her orange foe. A few odd syllables here and there, "Ahhhhhhppp...." and "Doooooohhhhn," but mostly the bucks and squirms of a submissive bitch who realized she'd gotten in over her head when she accepted this challenge. Neither of them could have realized how good Bloom would be, that she, or anypony, could so easily steamroll this gorgeous musclepony... But Bloom had her eating out of her hand, and crying in her arms under the assault of her mouth and tits.

Her overalls were getting damper by the second... And Bloom smiled a wicked smile. Who knew sexfighting was this easy? All you needed to do was think of what was hot, and they melted like a summer snowman. She finally relented, giving her cousin a few moments to rest, as she stripped her of her overalls. Babs might have needed to get up and fight, but she also needed to let her arousal return to its previous levels, and that's what Bloom was counting on to keep her down. If she didn't know better, she would have guessed that she'd already brought Babs to a shattering orgasm just based on the juices staining her cunt and thighs. Still, as she stripped first her opponent, then herself, she kept an eye out for any attacks.

With Babs already naked, and Bloom stripping down, only the last leg of her overalls still on, the attack finally came. But Applebloom was ready for it, arms wrapping around Babsy's body, twisting, and slamming her onto her back. A gasp of arousal came from her cousin's lips once again, as their bodies smashed together. This time, there was no confusion in the landing. There was only resignation in the musclepony's eyes as Bloom climbed on her, ready to finish her off. Pinning her body to body, she stroked those diamond-hard nipples with her breasts, and relished the pained whimpers she got in response. Her thigh ground against Babs's dripping pussy.

"Ya all mine..."

"Nnngggg... I know... just hurry up..." Babs was still squirming, but Bloom was pleased to see that not even she was still pretending that there was any chance this could go any way but the one it had.

"Mmm... Ah suppose ah cooouuuld..." She grinned, and kissed her cousin's neck. "Ya know, ah could reach down, squeeeeeze and finger ya little pussy until ya came all over me... Ah could rub mah hot cunt on ya until ya flood the whole ring. Ah could even rub ya with mah hot, strong thigh muscles until ya gave up what ya got.."

Every suggestion got a hot whimper in reaction, combined with Babs's half-hearted struggles ceasing just long enough for her pussy to squirt more juices out.

"But Ah ain't gonna do any of that... Ah'll just let ya think about it." She giggled, "Ah'll let ya think about my pussy... And mah thigh... And mah fingers... Ah'll let ya think about all the things Ah could do to ya... And then..." She giggled, "Ah'll let ya think about my loooooooooooong tongue bathing your pussy, my eyes looking up at you between your legs," Babs shuddered and bucked, "And then... Ah'll let you beat yourself..."

"Y-ya won't... F-fi..."

"Hey Babsy," She cut her cousin's objection off, and dragged her tongue up Babs Seed's cheek, her long tongue showing how good it could be, "Cum."

And she did. A groaning, bucking, squirming mess as juices flooded out of the muscleslut's cunt, making her spray juices on her powerful thigh, overwhelming and fucking her cousin into the cum-stained mats, the powerful pony reduced to a bucking wreck at Applebloom's touch. Babs had no chance in this sexfight, Applebloom had crushed the fight and pride out of the powerful girl.

Finally she stood up, showing her glorious naked form, her arms spread to soak in the victory she had over her cousin.

"Hey! Bloom!" Sweetie's voice snapped her back to reality, "Look at that! Your cutie mark is scissors too!"