Chun-li vs Juri Han sex battle

Chun-Li waved to her students as they left the dojo, the warm golden light of the setting sun filtering in through fluttering curtains. With a sigh and a stretch, the woman moved to the back of the room to prepare the next day's lessons. Though her rumbling stomach tugged at her, turning her thoughts to dinner and to Li-Fen, she had to make sure things were organized. How could she teach discipline to children if she lacked it herself?

Humming softly to herself, Chun-Li stowed away the day's materials in their proper places. The children who came to her, she knew, were mostly orphans. And so, she gladly fed them each day, making sure none of them would go home with empty stomachs. They depended on her and, in some odd way, she depended on them as well.

It had only been a year since she had opened the dojo and yet, it seemed every week brought with it fresh new faces, so eager and willing to learn Kung Fu. So many of them, girls especially, told her how they looked up to her, how they had heard of her fighting prowess, of her exploits taking down legendary criminals. 

I was just doing my job, she thought, looking over the room. Her students kept the place clean, for the most part. A few details were not as she would have liked, but they would start their day with these tasks. Order and discipline were in a way the cornerstones of martial arts. Nodding to herself silently, Chun-Li mentally noted that tomorrow's lesson would start with cleaning. The children disliked it, but they enjoyed the sight of a clean dojo just as much as she did. 

Just as she was about to turn towards the stairs leading up to her apartment to prepare dinner for Li-Fen who was undoubtedly still on her computer, a sudden chill ran up Chun-Li's spine. 

"Nice place you got there," came the familiar voice. A voice from her past that she couldn't quite place.

Chun-Li narrowed her eyes, turning her head sideways to look at the stranger. The woman wore baggy clothes and a baseball cap that served to hide much of her identity, though not the sly grin that played on her lips. She stood at the door, leaning casually against its wooden frame. 

"Training's over for the day. I suggest you come back tom-"

Her words were interrupted by sudden, howling laughter coming from the strange woman. "Ha!"

Chun-Li tensed up, fists clenching. She knew that laugh, that sadistic, maniacal laughter. "Juri…" she breathed, readying herself for combat. 

"Calm down, calm down," Juri said, laughing still as she threw her cap off, pulling her baggy shirt off to reveal washboard abs beneath her trademark purple dudou. "I'm not here to set fire to your cute little dojo," the woman said, obviously quite amused as Chun-Li's wariness. 

Slowly, Chun-Li assumed a battle posture, with one hand tightened into a fist and the other open towards her opponent. 

"Sheesh, lady," Juri said, closing the door behind her. "If you're asking for a fight, then I'd be impolite to refuse you…" the grinning woman said, slowly moving forward. "But… if I beat you, I'm fucking you on these mats," she said, Chun-Li's eyes widening at those words.

"W-wha?" the words had obviously caught the officer off guard.

"I think you heard what I said, you fat-assed sow," Juri continued, her tone becoming increasingly cruel as she assumed her own combat pose, lifting one leg off the ground. 

As she did so, Chun-Li's eyes shot downwards to what appeared to be a weapon shifting beneath Juri's loose white pants. Years of working as a police officer had trained her to notice such things, and the younger Korean woman was most definitely hiding some sort of bludgeoning weapon there.

Brushing off the insult, Chun-Li offered nothing but a frown. She wouldn't play these games, and everything she had seen of Juri Han had confirmed that the woman loved nothing more than getting a rise out of a foe. She was as much a danger physically as she was mentally. Still, those words still stung her somewhat. Her legs had always been something she had been proud of, and she had seen people on the internet call her ass and thighs the Eighth Wonders… How could she be called fat?

"You're despicable. I'd never lower myself to such acts with the likes of you…"

Juri's sadistic smile only widened. "How long has it been since you've been thoroughly fucked, Chun-Li? I bet that school of yours doesn't leave you much room for more interesting endeavours, mh? I bet a fat, juicy dick would be mighty good right now… I mean, I've seen the sorts of things you look up online…I know you've always had such a schoolgirl crush on me. It'd be adorable if it wasn't just so embarrassing."

"I'm going to have to ask you to leave," Chun-Li finally said through gritted teeth. Her typically happy demeanour had melted away. Of course, she knew the other fighter would never back down. The two had fought a handful of times over the years, and the woman was most likely there for a revenge fight, after their last encounter ended with Chun-Li winning. "Or do you want me to beat you like last time?"

This seemed to anger Juri and, in a flash, the two women were upon each other. Punches and kicks flew at blazing speeds, Chun-Li leading with a whirling circle kick, easily dodged by the quicker Juri. While Chun-Li had expected the woman to retaliate with a sweep and kick as she usually did in response to such blocks, she instead found herself surprised by a series of sharp jabs that knocked the wind from her lungs, causing her to double over as she stumbled backwards.

"Humf… you've gotten better," Chun-Li said, looking up at Juri for a moment as she straightened.

"You have no idea," the smaller fighter replied, launching herself at Chun-Li. 

More experienced, Chun-Li intercepted the attack by jumping and locking Juri's head between her enormously muscled thighs. The momentum of that move, once released, sent Juri flying nearly ten feet away. Chun-Li landed gracefully, though Juri found herself landing flat on her stomach, groaning from the impact.

"As cocky as you've ever been. You need to learn patience," Chun-Li said, realizing how her leggings had torn in a few places. Had her thighs gotten bigger again? Was such a thing even possible? She hoped that would be where her wardrobe malfunctions would end.

Smiling down at her prone opponent, Chun-Li watched Juri rise again, wiping the corner of her mouth with a gloved hand. Instead of running to her again, she simply lifted her left foot off the ground, balancing on a single leg as she had done earlier. Before she'd even finished settling into that pose, however, Juri's leg pumped and she dashed towards Chun-Li again, this time ducking low. 

The qipao-wearing teacher could barely react to such a burst of speed and, before she could think of a single move, she felt Juri's feet connecting with her chin as a pinwheel kick sent her flying back against the dojo's wall, breaking the wooden desk upon which she had so neatly stacked her papers for the following day's classes.

Walking through the fluttering papers, a mocking smirk on her face, Juri took a moment to look down at the stunned martial artist. 

Chun-Li doubted she'd give her as much time to stand as she had when the roles had been reversed. Even without her Fen Shui engine, Juri remained such a powerful foe. She had covered the socket which had held that implant with an eyepatch.

How? wondered Chun-Li, eyes quickly scanning over the lithe form of her rival, noticing that one of her legs seemed bulkier than usual. Did she get some other enhancement…? 

Before she could even begin to assess the situation and look for weaknesses in her opponent, Juri was upon her. Chun-Li blocked as best she could, somehow, against all odds, managing to find herself in a crouching, blocking position as the furious Juri assailed her with an endless barrage of kicks. 

One of them, she knew, would eventually find their way through her defense, and she decided to act. Her hand shot out, risking a kick to the face. Chun-Li's fist would be easily dodged by Juri, unknowingly giving Chun-Li the opening she needed. With a twist of her wrist, her fist opened and closed, grabbing the cloth of Juri's pants. 

"Huuuh?" Juri gasped as she felt a tug on her pants, Chun-Li standing up. A single kick connected with the Chinese woman's face, though the distraction brought on by the odd move caused Juri's own attack to lose the power she'd intended it to have.

Twisting her upper body with all the strength she could muster, Chun-Li sent Juri flying with another powerful throw. Such was the force of that throw that Juri crashed through the thin walls of the building, rolling out into the gardens outside. No normal person would have survived such a throw without serious damage. Chun-Li knew, however, that Juri was no normal person, as her enhancements gave her enough endurance to withstand these kinds of attacks.

While part of her wanted to get some measure of revenge for the awful things Juri had done, Chun-Li knew that justice would not be given by killing her enemies outright. She was not that kind of person.

And so, she walked through the hole in the wall to see Juri, back against the garden wall, gasping for air. The woman was apparently quite worn out, her purple top having been partially ripped as well, exposing one of her large breasts. 

Only when she'd begun considering how imposing the slightly smaller woman's chest was that Chun-Li spotted the weapon that she'd seen shifting beneath Juri's pants. Pants that, Chun-Li now realised, she was holding in her clenched fist.

Pants that hid a gigantic, obscenely oversized girlcock, larger than any she'd ever seen or imagined. 

Chun-Li simply stared, jaw hanging open slightly. Her gaze moved upwards just in time to see Juri shifting her pose to a crouch, tucking her feet beneath herself when, just moments before, she'd been sitting against the wall in a fashion not unlike one who was about to lose consciousness. 

With a pump of her mighty legs, Juri sprang towards Chun-Li, the older fighter barely even having the time to react. Her arms came to block Juri's knee, but the sheer force of that attack sent her arms flying outwards as the blow connected with her stomach. The force of that single blow seemed greater than any attack she'd endured from her opponent until now, powerful enough that Chun-Li briefly thought this would be it for her. 

Her vision blurred as she was sent flying back into the dojo, this time crashing into the small kitchen, within which she taught her pupils how to cook. With her head ringing, Chun-Li barely realized what was happening as she felt Juri's fingers clench at her hair. Her vision filled with the sight of Juri's sadistic smile, the woman's single eye staring down at her like a cat who'd just got done playing with their food. 

"I thought you would be stronger," Juri taunted, and Chun-Li could see the woman's colossal she-cock dangling limply between her thighs. "But… I guess you've grown soft. Soft as that gigantic ass of yours. An ass, might I add, fit for my new enhancement," she added, giving her enormous pale sausage a taunting squeeze. 

With her vision focused yet again, Chun-Li found herself eyeing the colossal thing, feeling herself drawn to its enormity, that dangling length slowly gaining in mass as Juri's excitement caused it to swell. 

"What's the matter?" cooed Juri, tugging Chun-Li's head back just a little. "Never seen real meat before?" she asked, lifting the colossal tool up to slap the so-called strongest woman in the world a few times. 

Slap! Slap!

" You…" Chun-Li growled, trying to make some show of defiance, though she knew deep down where things were headed. She knew and wanted it.

Slap!

"Are you talking back to your superior ?" Juri asked, cackling. "Wow, you really have lost your edge."

Slap! Slap! Slap!

" Bet you'd want nothing more than to have this thing stuffed down your throat."

Chun-Li offered nothing but a glare, gritting her teeth. Thinking was becoming a challenge, as her will was fully focused on that obscene beast of a dick, how it would feel in her mouth, the loads it could…

"I could probably get this thing hard if you stopped staring at me like that. Fuck… Turn around!"

Chun-Li didn't move. 

Juri growled and tossed Chun-Li aside with incredible ease, sending the Kung Fu practitioner onto her face with her gigantic, wobbling ass cheeks high in the air. Luckily for her, she managed to avoid most of the impact by placing her palms against the wooden floor. "I know you probably want your throat stuffed first but I really can't refuse such a generous offer," the woman said, smirking as she plopped her heavy prick down onto Chun-Li's legendary backside, the titanic length growing fatter with every passing second. "Now I know why you're top pick on Street Fucker 5!" 

A single grunt left Chun-Li's lips as she felt the weight of Juri's behemoth she-prick, the woman's massive balls pressing up against her body as Juri began sawing her length between two of the fattest, most insanely oversized asscheeks in the world. Chun-Li's blue leggings were soon stained with clear, sticky precum as Juri pawed those wobbling mountains like an animal in heat, laughing maniacally at the sight of her biggest rival so helpless, her ass high up in the air.

"Fuck, hold on. Imagine how much cash I could make streaming this," Juri laughed, pulling out her phone and snapping a few pictures. "Just a few souvenirs before we get things started for real!"

Still grinding her gigantic dick back and forth between Chun-Li's monstrous cheeks, the ultra-hung woman launched a streaming app, angling the camera down so their viewers would get the best view. 

Soon, comments started rolling in. 

ChunsBuns13: Is that thing even real? Holy fuckkk!

shoryuCUM: wonder who the lucky guy is

And as the comments rolled in, so increased the number of viewers, going from a handful of viewers to hundreds in mere minutes. 

"D-don't…" Chun-Li begged, her face clearly visible in the show. 

Juri leaned in slightly, bringing her phone closer to the woman's face. "What's that? Our friends can't hear you."

Chun-Li's eyes fixed the phone for a moment, her eyes staring into the lens. She could feel her heart pound faster and faster. Juri was a sadistic maniac, humiliating her in such a way online… And yet, there was no denying her true wants. 

"Don't…" she continued, repeating herself a little louder. "Don't stop!" she finally screamed, thrusting her ass out against Juri's crotch. "Please… I deserve this!"

Even Juri seemed slightly taken aback by the sudden outburst, that surprise soon replaced by annoyance at the fact that the humiliation she had planned for the other woman had fallen flat somewhat. She'd not expected Chun-Li, of all people, to be such an exhibitionist whore. 

More comments streamed in as viewers started piecing together the situation. 

TotallyNotCammy: Is that Juri Han??? Didn't know she was packing that much meat. Geez. I know a few fighters who would have loved to lose to that beast.

Steadily, the number of viewers rose as Juri continued assailing Chun-Li's colossal posterior with her equally oversized she-prick, the enormous thing growing fatter and longer with every passing second. Soon, it was huge enough that it could cover the length of the other woman's crack, draped over those wobbling globes like a stiffening snake.

Chun-Li stifled a moan as she felt the sadistic fighter behind her knead and grope her backside with a single hand, the other holding her filming phone for the world to witness her downfall. Of course, Chun-Li was used to people staring at her ass, though it had been some time since anyone had ever touched it in such a manner. 

Some part of her recognized the danger of having someone such as Juri using her in such a manner, of having such lewd acts be widely available to the world and yet… adrenaline coursed through her at the prospect of it all, at the consequences of everyone knowing she was just a huge cock-addicted hole to be used. 

To free her other hand, Juri placed her phone on a nearby table. Still pointed right at her and Chun-Li, it allowed the impossibly blessed woman to grope and fondle those blue-clad cheeks for all to see. Every jiggle, every bounce and smack was caught on camera, Chun-Li moaning whorishly with every impact upon her delectably soft flesh. When she felt Juri's hands gripping the fabric of her leggings, however, Chun-Li felt her pulse quicken.

With a sudden tug, the fabric was torn apart, flesh overflowing from the gaps created. Juri continued pulling at it, not taking the article of clothing off completely, but exposing more and more of that abundant assflesh through torn and shredded blue spandex.

SMACK! SMACK!

Chun-Li's eyes widened as, again and again, Juri's hand came down upon her fat globes, the sound of her ass being smacked echoing against the walls of her dojo. Eager fingers dug into overabundant flesh, holding the fleshy masses firmly before spreading them for a moment, smacking them back together. Every impact of assflesh on assflesh sent waves of wobbling meat rippling outwards. 

Smack! Smack! SMACK!

With every successive collision, Juri's cock sunk deeper into that jiggling crevice of assflesh, sandwiched between those two ridiculous globes. "Fuck," she groaned, slipping her goliath slab of she-flesh under the fabric of those iconic blue leggings, watching as the increased mass between those cheeks forced the flesh to bulge outwards, causing the fabric to bite into it somewhat. 

Rolling her hips slowly, Juri began grinding her vascular enhancement through that delectable ass crack, holding those colossal booty cheeks tight around her girth. 

Notification sounds on Juri's phone were the only reminder of the fact that they were still being watched by thousands, if not tens of thousands, of people online. The thought made Juri's cock lurch with excitement, spurting a fat gob of precum down Chun-Li's back. 

Before long, Juri was jerking herself off fully with those blue-clad, meaty cheeks, groaning and panting. So incredibly enormous were they that they managed to completely engulf Juri's incredible girth. 

The woman would not, however, waste the opportunity to give the fat-assed combatant what she desired most. Her fat, cum-laden nuts ached for release. And so, pulling her dick back slightly, sliding the precum-coated leviathan back so that its head would be kissing Chun-Li's puckered backdoor. 

Her intentions made clear to Chun-Li, she began pushing forward, powerful thighs flexing as she began inching her turgid beast forward. The act elicited a long, low moan from Chun-Li, quite nearly a foot of dick being plunged between her cheeks before Juri's cock would even have a chance of coming into contact with that incredibly tight hole.

Inch by inch, Juri's gigantic battering ram of a dick made its way into Chun-Li's bowels, every added inch prompting a flurry of moans and curses from the defeated fighter. And while her humiliating defeat at the hands of Juri was being broadcast, Chun-Li reminded herself that it was only natural for the victors to take what they needed from the losers. 

And right now, Juri wanted nothing more than to fuck Chun-Li silly, to pound that fat, obscene ass into the ground. That was the only reason she'd even agreed to get the unwieldy appendage she was stuffing into the gasping, moaning whore.

"God, you are such a pathetic cocksleeve!" Juri chuckled, finally managing to shove the last few inches of her elephantine bitchbreaking rod up that most legendary posterior, balls resting comfortably against the back of Chun-Li's thighs. With fingers still holding Chun-Li's ass firmly, Juri began to pull out of those warm, tight depths only only a few inches remained. 

Chun-Li whimpered with delight as the colossal piece of fuckmeat was drawn from her ass, barely able to react to that situation before she felt that throbbing immensity, that massive, ass-wrecker of a dick slamming back into her. Over and over, Juri rutted into Chun-Li with full force, causing that colossal ass to wobble about violently, the woman's hefty balls slapping the back of those incredibly thick thighs faster and faster. 

Bringing one hand back beneath her as she was being ravaged with such delectable brutality, Chun-Li slowly began playing with her cunt, allowing her fingers to run along those lips for a moment, teasing herself. Though the mounting desire spiraling out of control within her soon caused her to jam her digits deep into that ravenous hole, fingerfucking herself hard and fast as Juri did the same to her ass.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Incessantly, Juri slammed herself again and again into Chun-Li, fucking that gigantic, wobbling ass with such fervour that it was now red from those forceful impacts. The tears in Chun-Li's blue leggings had grown to such a degree now that only a few strips of fabric remained, digging almost painfully into those bouncing assglobes, somehow still holding on. 

Every few thrusts, Juri would slap those obscene bumcheeks, each impact leaving a clear hand print.

The lewd, obscene noises of that most brutal assfucking resonated against the dojo walls, clearly audible by the spectators watching Chun-Li getting reamed out by a cock the size of her arm. While she couldn't see how many people were watching, the defeated fighter knew full well that the increase in notification noises coming from that phone meant that even now, more people were joining in.

That thought quite nearly brought her over the edge as her juice-slicked fingers circled her clit, rubbing that sensitive nub with desperate ferocity, Juri ravaging her ever-increasing bestial desire. 

Juri, however, was beginning to tire of that position, wanting to give Chun-Li the fucking of a lifetime (and her viewers a show worth paying for). Quite suddenly, and much to Chun-Li's surprise, the superior woman pulled all two feet of that gigantic pole from her stretched-out rump, the head coming free with a lewd plop! 

Still pleasuring herself, Chun-Li soon found herself being flipped onto her back, with Juri holding her legs up together at the knees. The sight of those glorious thighs sent Juri into a frenzy, and she slipped her gigantic prick between them. Much to her surprise, she couldn't feel her cock reach the other side of those fleshy tree trunks. The so-called strongest woman in the world had thighs big enough to fully smother a whole two feet of dick. The realization sent Juri into a frenzy, and she began fucking Chun-Li's thighs for all their worth as the blue-clad woman fucked herself with renewed intensity.

With her orgasm mounting, Chun-Li moaned and begged for Juri to keep using her, to keep fucking her body like some cheap sex toy. She was almost there, so close… so close to release. Her gasping, wailing and writhing only made the experience hotter to Juri, who felt her cock twitch and throb violently between those massive thighs.

"You guys… have got to see this," Juri said to the audience as she reached for the phone, giving them a better view of her cock sliding in and out of the tight softness between Chun-Li's thighs as she jerked herself off with one of the ICPO officer's most defining features. Given the sideways angle they had been given, they couldn't truly appreciate the sheer enormity of Chun-Li's thighs or the sight of Juri's cock disappearing between them.

Looking down at her phone, Juri was pleased to see that they had hit the 250 thousand viewers mark, with more joining in by the second. They were well on track to being one of the most successful streams ever from both the number of donations they were receiving and from the sheer number of viewers.

Chun-Li nearly came as Juri showed her those numbers. She would have never imagined that such a thing was possible, let alone that it would turn her on to such a degree. So many people watching them, watching her get taken advantage of by Juri, both her pleasure and humiliation being broadcast to the world.

Shuddering with pleasure, Chun-Li's eyes rolled to the back of her skull as pleasure suddenly overwhelmed her, thrusting her into the depths of mind-rending release. Orgasmic bliss shook her to her core, causing her to tremble, mouth agape. She couldn't find the air to scream that release, her muscles spasming as her fingers couldn't even move upon her overly sensitive pussy anymore. 

"HA! Look at the cow, cumming her fucking brains out!" Juri laughed. "So how about we make things interesting? I say the most generous donor of today's stream gets to come here and fuck Chun-Li themselves?!" Juri said, turning the camera towards her face for a moment, flashing a grin before setting the phone back down on the small table. 

Ding! Ding ding ding! Dingdingding!

Donations, unsurprisingly, began rolling it at an accelerated pace, one that Juri tried to match with the thighjob she was giving herself. She knew she wouldn't last long in the heavenly embrace of those unrivaled thighs, and she found herself moaning just as whorishly as Chun-Li, unable to restrain herself as the pressure in her balls grew and grew.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Juri found herself ramming into those thighs again and again, rapidly and violently fucking them with all her might, her torso slapping against those meaty thighs while Chun-Li, still coming down from her own release, began grinding her thighs together to Juri's benefit, adding even more pressure and friction.

A gasp left Juri's open mouth as she felt her cock twitch and lurch between those thighs. "Nnnggh… FFuucccckkkk…" she groaned, unable to hold back as the first heavy spurt of dickjuice left her spasming cockhead, fired off with such force that even the woman's colossal thighs could not hold it back. 

Cum spurted from between Chun-Li's thighs, landing onto the woman's tits and face, soaking into her qipao and covering her from chin to forehead. More cum-projectiles fired off and Chun-Li parted her cumstained thighs to allow Juri to truly paint her with that monumental cum-cannon of a femcock. 

Mouth open, Chun-Li caught a few of those missiles, though the rapid pace at which Juri was hammering her cock during her orgasm made it difficult to aim much. It felt as though she was being blasted by a hose of sorts, a fleshy, cum-spewing hose, as an endless supply of porridge-thick nut soon covered much of her upper torso in thick, off-white streaks. 

Grunting with exertion as she pumped out the last few ropes of cum, Juri moved back slightly to admire her handiwork and both sets of glazed buns.

Panting, the satisfied taekwondoin stood, standing over an equally exhausted Chun-Li. The woman's eyes moved down to Juri's softening dick and those dangling balls.

"Best of five?" Juri grinned.