Pizza Thot Oil Royal Rumble: Milk vs Honey (Patreon)

So my writing's a little funky lately. Or at least slow and strange work. Got some aches and pains going on and work has cut me off from anything I can save work online with. So probably going to have to cram more in on weeknights, which is lame, assuming I'm on the right mix of pain meds and sleep. I should be able to finish everything this month, but will be irregular as hell.

This match, though. It's a dream of one. Big chubby gals going at it with milking holds? I'll take it any day. First time Milk has wrestled since she had sort of a coming out, so she's much more confident and capable than ever. Still, Honey's slippery and was able to outfuck Miulk when they first met, so we'll see who wins!

“Alrighty! Hope you fans are ready, cuz we’re about to head into the land of milk and honey! Two of the biggest sets of boobs you’ve ever seen in the Oil Rumble ring are about to get in together. There’s gonna be more jiggling than an earthquake by the time we’re done here! So let’s hear it for ‘Mad Cow’ Milkbar and ‘The Killer Clown,’ Honey!”

The crowd was delighted to cheer on the two dark-skinned and curvy thots. Honey came out in a cow-print one piece, the black and white patterns emphasizing the country girl’s generous assets. The tight-fitting outfit swayed constantly as her famously huge and milky breasts bounced along with her confident stride. She was sure to pause to shake her ass or grab a random fan to hug them into her cleavage before rolling under the ropes into the ring.

Honey emerged to a remixed carnival music, shaking her curves in a rainbow-colored sling bikini. The thot with her contrasting dark skin, colorful outfit, pink hair and white and black clown makeup had stood out and quickly gotten popular with the fans.

“You’ve worked with these two a bunch, PB. What can we expect in this matchup?” Smiles pried.

“Just about anything. You’ve got two big girls in the ring, so count on lots of squeezing, smothering, and loads of other stuff that’ll make our guests jealous.”

Both girls were clearly confident in their odds and their looks as they smiled and posed for the crowd in their corners. Milk cupped and bounced her jugs for the crowd while Honey scooped up the oil to lotion up her hips and chest.

The bell sounded and neither thot was in much of a hurry. They strode confidently towards each other until their jugs bumped into each other, wobbling to a mutual stop between their busts.

“You ready to go down, clown?” Milk asked with a playful smile on her face.

“Oh you’re done, hon,” the similarly dark and chesty thot chuckled. “There’s a new champ in town, and she’s wearin’ way better makeup than you.”

Milk finally broke the standstill, sending a sharp slap across Honey’s tits. She gave a startled whoop as they wobbled around, nearly escaping her top. The crowd popped with an “Ohhh!” before Honey repaid her with a backhand to the jugs. The audience cheered excitedly again as Milk’s cow print top wobbled wildly, her mouth opening in mock shock. The girls traded a few more rapid and lighter jiggling slaps to their tits before Milk suddenly blocked one of Honey’s incoming hands. She caught her by the wrist and turned sharply, whipping Honey off into the ropes.

“Whoaaa shit!” she wailed comically, leaning into the ropes with her butt pushing through them before bouncing back. Milk planted her feet and thrust out with her chest to ram her tits into Honey’s incoming pair. The boob bump was timed and landed perfectly, but Honey merely stumbled back a couple steps. The audience gave some surprised mutterings as apart from some incredible jiggling, both girls remained standing like their racks were evenly matched.

“That all you got, hon?” Honey boasted as she grabbed Milk by her lower half of her swimsuit. She turned and whipped the cowgirl by it, letting it wedgie up her impressive ass as she went stumbling into the ropes. Milk barely hit the ropes bust-first when Honey rushed after her. She whirled around and dove butt-first into Milk, smashing against her ass like an especially meaty car crash. There was a resounding slapping sound as their oiled cheeks met, clapping together. Again, they both barely budged.

“Incredible! Their curves really are that closely matched! You were right about them not relying on their bulk in this one. They’re really using… hm.” Smiles trailed off in mid-rant.

“What’s wrong?” PB asked, quirking an eyebrow.

“Nothing. I don’t wanna keep saying it if you’re bored of it…”

PB rolled her eyes. “I know what you mean. They’re really using their ass-ets out there, but they’re too close to call this early.”

The girls remained back to back in their sudden deadlock, grinding asses together until Milk reached behind her. She grabbed Honey by her sling bikini’s straps and pulled as she leaned forward, lifting and wedgying her off the oily mat. Honey squealed as she was swiftly shoulder-tossed the mats, trying to pick the oily swimsuit out of her ass when Milk just let her hip drop. Honey gave a huge grunt as her thick booty squashed the clown girl’s stomach, knocking the wind out of her. Milk raised her arms in triumph over the first big move of the match, shaking her jugs for the audience and her ass in Honey’s face.

Blowing a quick kiss to her fans and the streaming camera, Milk got back up and dragged the winded Honey with her. She tugged on her puff of pink hair before slinging her over her shoulder, showing off her oily thong and ass for the crowd as she started to spank her with loud, wet claps. The audience went wild for her saucy show of strength and dominance as Honey wailed, kicking her feet frantically and beating her fists on her broad back uselessly.

“And Milk takes an early lead! That extra experience as champ may be the deciding factor between these big beauties!”

With one more cheek-reddening slap, Milk took a hop off the mats before body slamming Honey down to the mats. Her chubby build crushed Honey into a massive splash of oil, making the pink-haired girl flop heavily from the huge impact. She flopped limply back down, arms and legs splayed out as Milk got back to her knees. She flexed her meaty arms, smirking proudly for the crowd as she cupped and bounced her boobs in her palms.

“Piece of cake,” Milk gloated as she went on posing for the fans. She winked at one of the closer fanboys. “What you want me to do to her next, handsome?”

Honey took the distraction of the confident champ to crawl through the oil, her thick ass stuck out behind her as she reached one of the corners. The audience shouted some warnings as Honey reached under the ring, pulling out a suspiciously readied creampie stowed underneath.

“Uh oh! The sexy jester of the ring always has a couple tricks ready, though I don’t think Milk will be laughing at this one!” Smiles announced.

Milk pretended not to hear her as Honey readied her pie. “Piece of cake, huh, hon? I always preferred pie!”

Just as Milk turned back around, Honey creamed her with the tin pan of whipped cream. She gasped as it splashed over her tits and face. She stumbled into the ropes, leaning over them as she tried to wipe some from her eyes. Honey just giggled and did some of her own showboating poses for the crowd that mixed boos with cheers and laughter. Just how Honey liked it.

“Oh I didn’t make any extra. But if you wanted seconds on that pie, hon…”

Honey grabbed Milk by the hair, yanking her away from the ropes. She blindly stumbled along with the clown’s lead as she forced Milk to her knees. She pulled aside the crotch of her swimsuit and forced her face into it, shaking her hips to grind her oily pussy over the flailing and startled cowgirl’s face.

“And Honey getting some nasty payback! Milk can’t even see where she’s going and the clown princess is sure to capitalize on that opening after the squashing she took earlier! She’s got the champ on her knees and having her way with her”

Honey did purr a little as Milk licked up some of the cream on her face, tasting her sweet pussy along with it. Focusing back on the match, the clowngirl stepped around Milk while holding onto her hair. She got to one knee and tripped Milk by kicking out her legs, making her fall with her back across Honey’s outstretched knee. She moaned loudly as if it were a much rougher landing for her, arching her back and thrusting her jugs straight towards the ceiling. The audience hooted for the sexy pose as Milk struggled to clear her eyes at last.

It was too late to stop Honey as she grabbed Milk’s swimsuit, tearing it open down the front. Her huge tits gladly bounced out of their confines, bobbing heavily to either side. Milk tried to cover up her chest but Honey just as quickly latched her painted fingernails onto her nipples.

“Ah~! No no noooo~!” Milk wailed, but Honey just grinned and pulled firmly up on them. Milk squirmed and squealed as her kicking feet splashed at the oil. She pushed at Honey’s rack in reply, but she clearly had the upper hand as she started to pull her tits up and down, generally tugging and mauling them in her hands.

“Honey’s really out to get her goods this time! She’s milking Milk! She’s squeezing and smacking around two of the most famous boobs in all of Pizza Thot! That’s like spitting on a unicorn, isn’t it?”

“Wouldn’t know.”

Soon enough, Milk was indeed lactating down her sides to mix with the oil. Honey smirked and licked her lips as Milk rolled quickly out of her lap, but she was right behind her all the way. The clown wrestler grabbed her from behind, reaching around to squeeze her meaty belly instead and getting Milk to squirm and giggle as her raking nails teased over her soft jelly rolls. Milk was too busy being groped and tickled to fight back as Honey dragged her through the oil. It clearly took some effort, but she managed to slide the busty brunette into a sitting position in a corner. Milk moaned and rubbed her chest as Honey strut away from her, tugging at the straps of her slingshot bikini. She kicked it aside before slapping her big booty proudly, keeping it aimed right at Milk.

“Oh we all know where this goes! Milk’s about to get a real mouthful as Honey sets up for the ever popular stinkface!” Smile ranted.

“Worth mentioning, you facesit fans,” PB added. “Probably not all that stinky. We keep showers installed at The Thot for a reason, after all.”

Honey gave her ass one more proud pat, honking her nose in time with the playful spanks before she ran naked back towards Milk. She swung her thick booty towards her, but at the last minute Milk threw up her hands. She slapped a hugely noisy double spank on Honey’s ass, getting her to squeal and jump from the oiled up spanking. The audience popped from the sudden counter as Honey rubbed her buns, only to thrust her hips back suddenly before Milk to pull herself up. This time is connected, if with much less of an impact, shaking her ass in the cowgirl’s face as she flailed helplessly beneath her buns.

“Ooh! Almost a comeback with that counter-spank from Milkbar, but Honey’s butt is a real unstoppable force.”

“Something something... black hole joke,” PB mused calmly.

“Ha! Good one, PB. But Honey is twerking up a storm out there with those honey buns as she booty-beats Milk into the corner. Oh! But Milk gets her hands on her! She’s showing some of that country girl stamina and power as she lifts Honey off her feet!”

Milk had indeed caught Honey by her inner thighs, lifting her up off the mats. Honey wailed and grabbed onto her head for balance but didn’t dare fight back that much unless she was dropped. It may have gone better for her in the end, considering that Milk turned and shoved her back down crotch-first onto the top rope. Honey landed with her eyes and mouth going wide from the taut elastic pushing its way into her pussy.

“Ooh! A rough landing for Honey!” Smiles winced as Milk grabbed her by the shoulders. She held Honey steady on the rope before she pulled on it and let it twang back like a rubber band, getting Honey’s mouth to open wider and her eyes to roll back as it vibrated inside her. Her legs crossed to cling to it as Milk grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face down into her cleavage, forcing the suspended clown into an oily and milky tit smother. Honey squirmed around in between her boobs but did little beside make her nose honk repeatedly against them.

“What a comeback! Milk may be winded, but she’s still strong as an ox and there’s no escaping those milk jugs!”

“Milk jugs. Honey buns. How long did you spend before this show making up these nicknames?”

“Couple hours, easy.”

Honey was thrashing but quickly losing energy in the milky smother. She squeezed Milk’s jugs, getting her to wince from their earlier groping but she still held strong. Honey managed to push it just enough to peek her face out. With a quick suck on one of Milk’s nipples, Honey pursed her pouty lips and spat a quick stream of milk into her face. Milk sputtered as she stumbled back.

“Another cheap trick from Honey! She saw how effective it was before, and no matter how big or strong you are, you gotta see to wrestle. Unless you’re like Daredevil. Or magic or something. No, wait. There was that one Karate Kid movie or something that was all about doing just that… was it Karate Kid?”

“So Honey’s doing a flip...” PB mentioned.

Honey rather nimbly pushed herself off the ropes, landing in a handstand as she swung her ass into Milk’s chest. She wrapped her thick thighs around the champ’s cheeks and neck before snapping back in the other direction, tossing Milk to the mat with her head scissor. Milk landed with a grunt and a splash as Honey stayed on her, crossing her ankles to lock her legs around Milk’s face. The thick thighs squeezed against her cheeks as she grunted and tried to force her way back out.

“Give it up, hon,” Honey gloated. “There’s a new big titty champ gf in town, and it’s everybody’s favorite, Honey~!”

Milk moaned and squirmed as they were both clearly starting to run out of gas. The stripped down cowgirl couldn’t escape the powerful thighs, but she could turn her head in the mess of oil slathered over them. She buried her face into the naked clown’s pussy (unless you counted her round rubber nose), sucking and licking noisily. Honey gasped and pulled at her hair, trying to avert her tongue to maintain leg leg lock.

“Looks like Honey may have set her own undoing! Milk’s doing her dirty work from inside her own hold. It’s like some kind of trap she set. A uh… some sort of tempting bait or something…”

“Honey pot?” PB offered.

“OOH! Good one! You’re getting the hang of this.

“You’re just infectious like that.”

Milk once again showed her impressive strength as she clapped her hands on Honey’s buns and lifted her off the mats. Honey squeaked and tightened her head scissor, but Milk kept carrying her to a corner while still eating her out. She was plenty wet from the match and its teasing so far, so Milk didn’t have much trouble turning her on beyond her own control. She let Honey hang by her legs around her shoulders as she hung the clown upside down over the ropes, letting her gawking expression dangle in front of the fans. Her balloonish boobs flopped down by her face as Milk could more visibly lick over her slit, getting Honey to finally shake and jiggle violently as she squirted cum over Milk’s hair and face, even splashing some outside the ring.

“Another messy orgasm! Our horny fighters are on a hot streak tonight as Milk squeezes Honey for all she’s worth!”

With Honey’s legs going limp, she nearly fell out of the ring when Milk caught her around the waist. She swung her around and tossed her back into the ring, wiping oil and sweat from her forehead as Honey moaned wearily on the slick mats. Milk let her lay there in a daze as she climbed up the nearby ropes, wiggling her wide behind for a moment before jumping off. With one more huge, wet slap of her cheeks, Milk’s ass splashed down on Honey’s face in a flying butt bomb going into a face sit. Honey gave a few short twitches (and another short honk of her nose against her opponent’s asshole), but couldn’t possibly budge the heavier cowgirl. The fans gave a quick countdown along with Smiles before the bell rang to declare her the winner.

“And another win for Milk! Still the Pizza Thot oil wrestling champion as she beats the newcomer and retains her title after a few close calls! You know, I’ve heard sometimes Cash asks her to wear the belt in the bedroom.”

“And where’d you hear that?” PB asked uncertainly.

“I have my sources. I like to listen too, not just talk. It’d be rude to call out the leak of that intimate information.”

“You just told me about somebody’s sex life. How is that any more personal to say who told you?”

“Good point.”

“So?”

“It was you.”

“Huh. So I did. Ok, good point…”

Milk checked in on Honey, who just happily licked her lips and accepted her hand in pulling her back up. The big girls gave each other a firm and greasy hug with no small amount of shifting, oily flesh before squeezing their big figures out of the ring.

“So one last stop in this epic night to remember and cum to, but it’s a big one! Our first ever tag team match pits The Managers against The Slackers as Boss and Pepper take on Cash and Tips! Take one last time to finish your drinks or your orgasms and we’ll be right back with more oily action!”