Reward Art: Pepsiwoman vs Coke Girl (Patreon)

Did not expect to get both reward arts from this and last month within a few hours, but here we are! This month's poll winner done by https://twitter.com/PrankyArt in some dang near record-breaking time.

The genetically modified synthetic ladies who lactate and cum soda return in picture form! I based them pretty heavily on their cheesy ad babes, and think I'd made minor adjustments that I brushed off for simplicity for references. I still stand by if they could, they would just to feed off the publicity of their "feud."

The artist mentioned the splashing spray of soda was the real challenge and I knew that going into it...

Can read the fic over at http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/luffy316/54565/Pepsiwoman-vs-Coke-Girl 

OR 

https://www.patreon.com/posts/pepsiwoman-vs-59847396 

Pepsi wrapped her arms around Coke’s midsection, catching her in a bearhug while she was still surprised by the comeback. She grunted loudly and lifted her into a suplex, flipping Coke over her head and smashing her face into the same ringpost. The speeding impact left the synthetic blonde grunting loudly as she slumped back to the mats, landing on her knees in a dumbstruck heap. It seemed that even in her knocked out stupor, the programmers had made her out to be as sexy as possible. Her bodysuit rode up her ass as it stuck out behind her.


Pepsiwoman cupped her breasts and shook them for the crowd, seemingly just showing off with some fanservice. Then she knelt down and grabbed Coke Girl by the hair, forcing her to face her as she hugged her into a breast smother.


“Anytime is a good time for Pepsi. Why don’t you give it a shot?!” 


Pepsiwoman hugged her foe tightly in her muscles arms as she activated her dispensers. Where her nipples would be on a human, a pair of appropriately shaped small spouts popped out through her suit. There was a quick fizzing noise as they sprayed out a strong stream of Pepsi into Coke Girl’s face, making her gag and sputter as it shot into her face and mouth. The crowd cheered for the sexy pseudo-lactation that humiliated her foe.


Pepsi shook her head, wriggling out of the drowning breast smother enough to take a breath. Her face was wet with her rival’s dispensed soda as she spat it out of whatever unseen mouth she had. Rather than back away, Pepsi wrapped her arms around her red rival’s waist. 


“Time to recycle you, you scrappy slut!” she boasted before she leapt up a solid 10 feet straight into the air. 


She swung the shocked Coke Girl around in midair before turning her upside down and piledrove her down to the mats. Coke’s eyes rolled from the devastating impact, giving off a thick grunt and metallic crunching sound along with a gush of soda from her flopping tits.