AI: LOVE AND WAR, part 2 (Patreon)

Kristen was lying in the grass in front of the stage as other people were dancing. She had left her tent a few minutes earlier, and now she was relaxing on the grass with her eyes closed. The sun was shining brightly above her head, and she could hear the music from the festival. She felt very peaceful, although Rose Keeley insisted on coming up in her thoughts again and again. She opened her eyes and looked around. The sun was still shining, but there was no sign of Rose. She tried to imagine where she could have gone, but it was impossible. She hadn't seen her since last night, when the two of them had crossed paths in the tent area.

Suddenly, she heard someone calling her name: "Kristen! Kristen!" It was Rose.

Kristen opened her eyes and saw Rose looking at her from the crowd. She rose to her feet and started walking towards her. As she neared Rose, she saw that Rose had a determined look on her face.

"Kristen," Rose said.

"Rose," Kristen replied. "What's going on?"

"I want to beat you up."

"What?" Kristen asked.

"I'm serious."

"Come on! It's because you are jealous of me?"

"Jealous?" Rose asked.

"Yeah. It's because I said I'm hotter than you."

"You did say that, liar." Rose grunted.

"Okay... I admit that we might be rivals, but beating each other up won't solve anything."

"It will teach us a valuable lesson about life and love."

"We needn't fight anymore," Kristen sighed.

"Are you afraid?" Rose asked.

"Afraid of what? You can't beat me up."

"Yes, I can. And I'll prove it."

"How?"

"Let's find someplace private, so nobody sees us."

The two girls walked away until they reached an open field surrounded by trees. They stopped near a lake.

"This looks like a good place," Rose said. "Now let's start."

"No, wait," Kristen protested. "First, tell me why you feel so threatened. What makes you think that you're better than me?"

"Because you're a slut and I'm not," Rose answered bluntly. "And also because your boobs aren't as big as mine."

"Mine are bigger," Kristen said. "And bigger boobs means bigger sex appeal. That's how nature works."

"I agree. Bigger boobs mean more pleasure for men...and women."

"Exactly," Kristen smiled. "So you see, my breasts give me greater sexual power over men. So if you don't stop being such a bitch and just accept your defeat, then maybe someday I'll come back here with a boyfriend, and he'll fuck you silly while I watch..."

"Stop talking shit!" Rose growled. "My tits are better than yours. And I've seen your boyfriends' dicks before. All small and pathetic."

"That's enough talk," Kristen warned. "Time for action!"

She grabbed hold of Rose's right breast and squeezed hard. Rose tried to pull away, but she couldn't escape her powerful grip. Then Kristen began squeezing harder, making Rose cry out in pain. Rose could barely breathe, but still managed to keep her balance. But now, she felt weak and helpless against Kristen's superior strength.

"Ouch!" Rose cried.

"Not bad, huh?" Kristen grinned. "But let's try the other one."

She repeated her move, grabbing Rose's left boob. Again, she squeezed it tight and twisted it slightly. This time when Rose screamed, her voice was weaker due the pain she was suffering in both boobs. The pain became excruciating. She gasped for breath. Tears formed in her eyes.

"You bitch!" Rose growled. "Leave my boobs alone!" She said, suddenly grabbing both Kristen's breasts with her own hands.

"Aw, you cunt!" Kristen gasped.

They were locked together tightly. Both girls struggled desperately, trying to free themselves from each other's grasp. Their bodies strained forward, pressing their chests close together. Each girl fought for dominance. Rose tried pushing her chest into Kristen's face, forcing her to look down at the spectacle below her cleavage. Kristen did exactly the same thing. It didn't take long before their faces touched. They stared deep into each other’s eyes, panting heavily.

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