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The Sexy Battle of Butterface vs. Babedoll: A Naughty Tale

In the world of wrestling, few would argue that the coveted “Xtreme” division is home to the most stacked bodies and pillowy curves. Among this buxom brigade, the tantalizing trio of Butterface, Babedoll, and the alluring August have risen to the top, their bodies glistening with baby oil and their toothsome smiles gleaming under the bright studio lights.

Oliver Davis stands in the center of the ring, his muscles bulging beneath his skintight spandex, eagerly awaiting the arrival of these foxy females. The camera pans over the roaring crowd as Butterface saunters into the squared circle, her massive cans bouncing with each step, threatening to pop out of her eruption-red top. She turns to face Oliver, her Dirty Sanchez-style facial hair and permanent scowl a stark contrast to her alluring physique. “Bitches better be ready to see a pimp’s ass!” she snarls, her manhood flopping around in his skintight shorts.

Suddenly, a flash of blonde curls and a whiff of Angelica perfume announce the arrival of Babedoll, who swings her way down the entrance ramp, her enormous milk jugs threatening to push through her leopard print top.

“Tits up, bitches! It’s time to play with my toys!” she yells, punctuating her words with a few B-list gang signs. Olly’s eyes go wide as saucers, his mouth agape, drool slowly dripping down his chin. Babedoll smirks, her lips curled in a insulting sideways sneer.

Finally, August bursts through the fog-filled entrance, her emerald eyes flashing like a cat’s in the hazy light. Clad in skintight black shorts, she struts with the confidence of a woman who knows she’s the sexiest thing in the room. As she reaches the ring, she turns and winks at her entrance curtain with a cocky grin.

“Whaddya mean you want to ‘see where everything leads’?” she asks, her southern drawl dripping like molasses. “Well, baby, by the time I’m done, you’ll be screaming for mama!”

The crowd goes wild as the three bombshells circle each other, their bodies heaving with barely contained lust. The camera zooms in on their enormous chests, the allure of which could drive a straight man to bi-curiosity. Butterface makes the first move, lunging at August with a tackle that would make a bullfrog proud. But August is quick, sidestepping the attack and grabbing Butterface’s enormous ass, giving it a firm squeeze.

“Whoa there, Butter! Don’t be such a Greasy Bitch,” August teases, winking at the camera as Butterface flails in her grasp. The crowd roars with laughter, their excitement growing with each jiggle and wiggle.

Babedoll, seeing her opportunity, charges in with a low blow, her massive thighs engulfing Olly’s achingly hard shaft. He lets out a gasp of pain and pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head. Spotting the momentary lapse, August seizes the opportunity to press her huge tits against Olly’s face, smothering him with her ample bosom.

The match devolves into a frenzy of hair pulling, crotch grinding, and ample wetness- every move designed to tease and taunt, to push the boundaries of lust and induce primal instinct. Butterface gets Babedoll in a headscissors, clamping her powerful thighs around Babedoll’s pretty head. Babedoll responds by grabbing Butterface’s throbbing meatstick, stroking it with an expert touch.

“Damn, Butter!” Babedoll yells, her voice muffled by Butterface’s quivering hamhocks. “You’re packing some serious heat down here!”

August takes advantage of the distraction, grabbing Olly’s pulsating member and giving it a few rough tugs. Olly nearly passes out from the sensation, his body quaking with pleasure. August, sensing victory, moves in for the win, sinking her teeth into Olly’s engorged nipples and giving them a sharp nibble.

“Ah! Fuck!” Olly cries, his body jerking like a rag doll. But August is relentless, continuing her assault on Olly’s most sensitive areas. Butterface and Babedoll, sensing the end is near, join in the attack, Butterface focusing her talents on Olly’s heavy manballs while Babedoll goes to town on his throbbing shaft.

The crowd is in an absolute frenzy, their cheers and jeers merging into an incoherent roar. Olly’s body is a canvas of pleasure, his muscles flexing and twitching as the three soldiers of succubus equity work their magic. And then, the moment comes- Olly’s body goes rigid, his eyes open wide, and with a guttural groan, he erupts like a geyser, his thick eruption splashing onto the faces of the beauties below.

The crowd erupts in a deafening roar, their excitement reaching a fever pitch. August, Babedoll, and Butterface stand triumphantly, their bodies glistening with sweat and spunk, their chests heaving with satisfaction. They raise their arms in a show of solidarity, the crowd chanting their names in adulation.

As the camera pans out, capturing the glorious mess of bodies and fluids, one can’t help but marvel at the sheer intensity of the spectacle. The wrestling world has seen many great matches, but few have captured the raw, primal energy of this encounter. And as August, Babedoll, and Butterface exit the ring, their bodies swaying seductively, one can’t help but wonder- who will be the lucky one to tame these three sirens of sin?