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𝗘𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗩𝗲𝗿.:

Juri’s grip was a vice around Chun-Li’s throat, squeezing the breath from her lungs until her face flushed a deep, desperate crimson. Juri leaned in, a sadistic grin splitting her face. “Still playing the hero?” she hissed, “How pathetic.” With a sudden, violent release, Juri drove a fist deep into Chun-Li’s solar plexus. The blow was crushing, forcing a spray of saliva to erupt from her lips as her stomach buckled. Before she could even recoil, a savage side kick slammed into her left ribs, sending a ripple of jiggling force through her muscular frame. Then came the final blow—a precise, heavy kick to her large, soft breasts. They compressed and bounced violently, tearing a sharp gasp from her lungs that devolved into a low, shivering moan of absolute sensory overload.

In a display of twisted grace, Juri shifted her weight, her right foot snapping upward to clamp around Chun-Li’s throat, hoisting the defeated fighter off the ground. Chun-Li hung limp in the air, her limbs dangling helplessly as she was choked by the heel of Juri's boot. Her eyes were glazed and rolled back, staring vacantly toward the ceiling in a daze of agony. Thick drool leaked from her lips, mixing with the tears that stained her cheeks, while her heaving chest continued to tremble in ragged bursts. There was a raw, erotic vulnerability in her brokenness, her body shivering and exposed in Juri's acrobatic grip. Juri looked down at her, a cold, triumphant purr in her voice. “Just a broken little doll.”

日本語𝗩𝗲𝗿.:

ジュリの手は万力のように春麗の喉を締め上げ、肺から空気を絞り出した。春麗の顔は絶望的なまでの深紅に染まる。ジュリは残虐な笑みを浮かべ、耳元で囁いた。「まだ正義の味方ごっこをしたいの?」彼女が冷酷に吐き捨てる。「本当に哀れね」

突然、喉を解放したかと思うと、ジュリの拳が春麗の鳩尾に深く突き刺さった。その衝撃で胃が圧迫され、口から大量の唾液が激しく噴き出す。反撃の隙すら与えず、強烈なサイドキックが左脇腹を捉え、その鍛え上げられた肉体が衝撃で激しく波打った。そして仕上げに、豊満で柔らかな胸へと正確に、重い蹴りが叩き込まれる。胸は激しく潰れ、弾み、春麗の喉からは鋭い喘ぎが漏れ、それはやがて、感覚の過負荷による震えるような嬌声へと変わっていった。

不気味なほどしなやかな動きで、ジュリは重心を移動させ、右足を跳ね上げて春麗の喉を捉え、敗北した格闘家を宙へと吊り上げた。春麗は手足を力なく垂らし、ジュリのブーツの踵に喉を締め付けられたまま、なすすべもなく宙に浮いている。瞳は虚ろに白目を剥き、苦痛と疲労の混濁の中で、ただ天井をぼんやりと見つめていた。口端からは太い涎が垂れ、頬を伝う涙と混じり合い、激しく上下する胸は、断続的な痙攣に震え続けていた。その壊れきった姿には、征服者に屈服した生々しくエロティックな脆弱さが漂っていた。ジュリはそんな彼女を見下ろし、冷たく勝ち誇った声で囁いた。

「ただの、壊れたお人形さんね」

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