Matilda groaned as the Panzer shoved her roughly against the wall, his muscular body pressing uncomfortably against her flabby gut.
 
"Did you really think you could escape, fraulein?" He purred in her ear, planting a gentle kiss on the tire of flab that was her neck.
 
"I-I'll never surrender to you!" The light tank stammered, but she already knew the battle was over. Her American Sherman comrades lay defeated on the field, with the enemy already having their way with them. But Matilda was a loyal British tank; She came from a long tradition of the world's mightiest cavalry! She refused to become a war prize for the Afrika Korps!
 
Suddenly, she gasped, as the Panzer squeezed her love handles with his rough hands. She blushed, her flabby stomach rippling helplessly. She was no mere light tank; 25 tons of British steel, capable of stopping a Panzer IV shell from two hundred yards, but with that came sacrifices. Case in point, the Panzer's hands moved up, cupping her beach ball sized breasts. He planted a kiss on the soft flesh of her tits.
 
"You will breed many fine, strong young Panzers," He said, before lowering his head and planting another kiss. A little lower, and his warm lips wrapped around her thick nipple, giving it a gentle suck. Matilda squirmed, but remained firm in her resistance. Then, the Panzer gave another, harder suck, causing a little milk to squirt into his mouth. Matilda's eyes rolled back, and she let off a bellow like a cow in heat, and placed a hand on the back of his head, shoving him against her tingling breast
 
The Panzer's hand clamped onto her pussy, slipping in a finger to toy with her clit. He smiled, his face buried in her soft teat, and sucked greedily. It had been too long since he'd tasted English cream. His tongue danced across the surface of her hard nip, eliciting another squirt of warm milk onto his tongue. It was sufficient, for him, and the battalion of offspring they would no double create.
 
Across the battlefield, sounds of combat had been replaced with moans and cries of sheer pleasure, as the Afrika Korps enforced the allied surrender.