男を巡って二人の女がレズバトルする話-EN #1 (Pixiv Fanbox)

2204 A.D. The world was exhausted. The earth's ability to nurture plants had weakened, and the number of animals that fed on them had also decreased. Humanity was struggling to survive, but even with the aid of scientific power, the population had fallen to less than one-tenth of its peak. What made matters worse was the spread of a strange genetic abnormality. Not only were the number of births declining, but the ratio of male to female births was also becoming extremely unbalanced, with two females for every male. Humans are desperately trying to figure out what has happened to them and how to prolong the life of the planet, but they can't even find a clue to a fundamental solution. A sense of powerlessness, futility and stagnation has enveloped humanity. Even so, people live and go about their lives. And even in such a world, love is born. Ines was such a woman in love. She had fallen in love with the boy who lived next door. Fortunately, there was a boy three years her junior living next door to Ines's house! She had spent her childhood years getting to know him well, and as the years passed, her feelings had progressed from friendship to love. He will soon be sixteen years old, reaching the age at which he can get married, as permitted by the Unified Government. Ines is now eighteen years old. She has been asked out by a classmate from high school, but she has turned them all down, thinking only of her childhood friend from next door. Ines had planned to propose to him as soon as he turned 18. Ines thinks about the future, thinking that she and her boyfriend could lead a happy life in this world where marriage and procreation are encouraged due to the extreme gender ratio and the extreme population decline. If there is a problem... it's that woman. That woman might steal him away from her. It is a humiliating risk that she must absolutely be prevented from taking him away. That woman must be eliminated... The woman Ines recognizes as her enemy is her childhood friend Iris. She is the same age as her, and lives in the same house next door to him... and she is in love with him. I don't want to lose. But he is kind and adores the two of us. I wish he would only love Ines, but if you look at it objectively, he loves us both equally. Should I let him choose? No, I'm sure he would be troubled by that. I don't want to put that kind of burden on him. Besides, you make your own way in life. You defeat your enemies and eliminate them. Ines finally challenged Iris to a duel. It may be called an ugly dispute, but if polygamy is still not allowed (even with this population ratio, polygamy is still religiously avoided), then there is no choice. The duel was decided to be held at a nearby church. Ines was already wearing a wedding dress and stood on the aisle in red high heels. Iris, who had already entered the church, was also wearing a wedding dress and waiting in front of the altar in blue high heels. From their attire, you could tell that the other person was planning to hold the wedding ceremony as soon as they won the duel. Ines walked down the aisle, and faced Iris in front of the altar. Ines's red eyes and Iris's blue eyes glare at each other. Although they hadn't planned it, their wedding dresses were extremely similar. In a world that is dying, marriage and childbirth are very important, and wedding dresses are becoming easier to obtain as part of this. Of the many dresses available, the design that the two of them chose was, strangely enough, the same. What a truly hateful woman. If you can barely tell them apart, the lace that adorns the edges of the wedding dress and the veil that subtly adds color to it are both based on the color red, just like Ines' eyes. And Iris' eyes are also based on the color blue, just like her own eyes. Ines: “You really are a hateful woman.” Iris: “I'll give you back exactly what you said.” The words that are spoken only serve to inflame their mutual hostility further. I wonder when this relationship started? The way they look at each other is cold, and it's not the kind of look you'd give to a neighbor living in the same area. However, no matter how much they lament their bad relationship, as long as they both love the same man, this battle is unavoidable. Ines and Iris glare at each other as they approach each other, and then press their breasts, which are the most prominent part of their bodies, against each other. The breasts, which are emphasized by their wedding dresses, are large, soft, and supple. They press and crush each other's breasts. They try to mount each other, trying to put their breasts on top of the other's breasts to show that they are superior to the other. However, the battle of mounting breasts, in which neither side gives an inch, develops so that Iris regains the upper hand a few seconds after Ines has the advantage. Neither has the same... equal-sized breasts, so there is no sign of a conclusion. It is a back-and-forth, competitive battle. Ines and Iris continue in this state for a while, rubbing their breasts together. The fabric of their dresses rubbed against each other fiercely as they tried to inflict as much damage as possible on their opponent. However, they couldn't continue fighting like that forever. The two of them grew impatient with the stalemate and pushed each other away with their breasts, taking a few steps back. Not only themselves, but their opponent also stumbled. They weren't pushed away unilaterally. Even so, it was enough of an humiliation for Ines and Iris, who clearly thought the other was inferior to them. The blood that had rushed to their heads made them lose their self-control and they began to fight. Ines and Iris: “Kono...!” They grabbed each other's dresses and collided head-on again. With a loud, painful-sounding crash, their foreheads collide. However, there is no way they can back down from that level of pain. At the same time as their foreheads, their chests are forcefully opened, and their large breasts collide with each other once again. Unlike before, the area of skin in contact is larger, and the solid feel of the other person's breasts is more apparent. It really is infuriating, but the feel of the other person's skin is pleasant. When the two skins rub together, it feels smooth and moist, and a tingling sensation of pleasure flows through you. Or perhaps it's the feeling of disgust you get from rubbing your skin directly against that of your hated enemy that makes you feel that way. Ines Iris: “Let go of me! This dress is important!” I know that this dress is important. That's why I'm trying to ruin it like this. Ines and Iris grab each other's delicate dresses and swing them back and forth, and the rough treatment makes the dresses creak and groan as they give in. Finally, the dresses are torn to the point where their breasts spill out in front. Ines: “How dare you...!” Iris: “Give me back my dress...!” Putting aside the fact that they themselves had torn the other's dress, the two continued to vent their anger. They grabbed the other's dress again and shook it back and forth violently, causing the tear in the dress to widen even more, and the two large breasts to come into direct contact with each other. The two pairs of four soft breasts collide with a loud smack. Ines and Iris both raise their chins. They barely manage to hold back their screams, but it's clear that they're biting their lower lips to withstand the impact. When their breasts separate, the impact surface is slightly reddened. The impact was clearly felt. Repeating blows like this would be impossible to sustain. It seemed that they would need to aim for the other's weak points. Ines swung her chest to the left and aimed for Iris's nipples with her large breasts. Iris: “Ii, uu!” The attack was probably accurate. Iris moaned as her nipples were attacked. Good, this is the way to do it! Ines thought, but she was immediately counterattacked by Iris. With almost no preliminary movement, Iris swung her breast meat to the side, and Iris's breast meat hit Ines's nipples. Ines “Uuuu, nnnn!” Ines also groans in response to this brilliant counterattack. The impact of having her breasts hit her nipples, which are her weak point, was quite something. Although it was a strong pain, the feeling of the solid breasts was also pleasant. However, this settled the way they would fight. Both Ines and Iris would aim for each other's nipples with their breasts and try to hit each other sideways. With this, neither could take a surprise attack, and the attack became a wild fist fight... a breast-to-breast fist fight. Ines: “You pervert!” Iris: “What are you doing, getting your nipples so hard...!” The nipples, which had become the target of concentrated attacks, gathered more and more blood and became harder and harder. In the end, the nipples collided with each other. Ines Iris: “Giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii It sends a shiver down their spine and makes the labia of Ines and Iris overflow with love juice. Ines: “You did it...” Iris: “Is that all you've got?” Ines and Iris, with their faces contorted, shake their breasts and nipples again, as if to say, “That's good enough for me!” Ines' nipples punch Iris' nipples, Iris' nipples hit back at Ines' nipples. Ines' areola and Iris' areola rub against each other, and Iris' areola and Ines' areola gouge at each other. Ines and Iris “Ugh! Agh! Aggh! Ooh!” The part of their bodies that was colliding was only a small part. However, the stimulation was more than enough to arouse their entire bodies. The two of them were trembling with excitement. Their mouths were foaming, and they were drooling uncontrollably. It was intense. Ines and Iris, who had never thought that they could feel so much pleasure from their nipples, were both becoming absorbed in this stimulation. But this is a competition. What's more, it's a competition with the sisters they hate the most, over the person they love. They need to launch a stronger attack. Ines challenged Iris head-on with her nipples. It was more a result of trying to make the attack stronger almost instinctively than anything else. She slammed her nipples into Iris's nipples as if to pierce them. However, Iris also slammed her nipples into Ines's nipples head-on almost instinctively. It was a blow with momentum, believing that her nipples were hard. However, the idea that her nipples were harder was an illusion. Ines and Iris' nipples were exactly the same size, exactly the same hardness, exactly the same force, and exactly the same way of crushing each other. Ines and Iris: “IIIIIIIYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE