“NOW ENTERING THE RING…IN THE BLUE PANTIES…CANDACE!!!!”
The pony tailed blonde fighter waves and smiles at me from
her corner of the ring. I smile and nod
politely, and to be fair I never mind granting Candace a victory fuck, but I am
secretly rooting for her opponent. In
fact this is the fight I’ve been waiting for since I arrived at The Junior
Fight Ring a couple hours ago.
“CANDACE IS 22 YEARS OLD!
HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 52 WINS, 27 LOSSES AND 3 KILLS!!!”
Candace gets a reasonable amount of cheers from the
crowd. She’s not exactly a fan favorite,
but she has a decent record and everyone is expecting this to be another easy
victory for her.
“AND NOW….APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE PURPLE PANTIES AND
BALLET SLIPPERS OVER WHITE TIGHTS….LORI THE FIGHTING BALLERINA!!!”
As soon as the adorable ginger haired ballerina starts
walking down the aisle she is greeted with a chorus of boos and hisses from the
crowd. Not only did she badly lose the
only other fight she has appeared in (at an Outer City venue called Daisy Duke’s
about a week ago against Sara) she
further incensed the Green Tower City population by purchasing her pro
fighter’s card as opposed to the far more respectable method of fighting her
way through The Wall. Lori is really
going to have to prove herself before she has any chance of gaining respect
from the judgmental fight spectators of Green Tower City. Challenging Candace was a risky venture as the
blonde brawler is by no means a pushover, but if she actually manages to defeat
her, it will be a good first step on her way to earning some respect back and winning
a fan base. After all, Doctor Green and I
are the only ones in attendance tonight who witnessed her emerge victorious
from a nasty brawl against her hated ballerina rival Alicia a couple weeks
ago. We alone know that underneath that
sweet graceful dancer’s shell lies a fighting tiger waiting to be unleashed. Lori herself seems totally unconcerned as she
strides resolutely down the aisle, pausing to give me a wink before she climbs
through the ropes. Candace simply glares
at her with her arms across her chest, clearly unimpressed.
“LORI IS 24 YEARS OLD AND THIS IS HER FIRST PROFESSIONAL
FIGHT!”
“BOOOOOO!!!!!”
“HISSSSSSSS!!!”
“GO BACK TO THE DANCE STUDIO YOU WORTHLESS WHORE!!!”
“BOOO!!!”
The taunts of the crowd are merciless but Lori keeps her attention
focused across the ring on her adversary.
She looks just a little nervous, wetting her lips with her tongue and
fidgeting with the waistband of her lavender panties while she waits for the
bell to ring. Candace sneers at her from
the opposite corner of the squared circle.
I find myself actually worrying for the little ballerina. I’m supposed to be completely impartial, but
I have a secret fondness for the little redheaded dancer. The beating she took from Sara a week ago was
nothing short of horrific and I actually feared for her life during that one sided
fight.
“YOU’RE GOING DOWN BITCH!” Candace calls out haughtily.
“HMPH!” is Lori’s
simple response.
DING!
DING! DING!
Slowly the two combatants stroll out of their corners and walk
up to each other, standing toe to toe in the center of the ring, their nipples
almost grazing as they stare into each other’s eyes, sizing one another up.
“You really think you’re some kind of fighter?” Candace hisses. “I’m going to mop up the canvas with you.”
THUD!!! Lori answers with a punch to Candace’s stomach. She is caught completely off guard and doubles
over, staggering back a couple steps.
Lori presses the attack with a face slap.
CRACK!!! Candace’s
head is sent flying backwards and she staggers back into the ropes. Lori steps forward, but Candace gives her a
kick to the midsection and the ballerina drops to her butt with a dull
thud. Candace walks forward and grabs
her red ponytail, pulling her up.
PLUD!!! Lori gives her a jab to the crotch and Candace
releases her grip, stumbling back into the ropes again, this time covering her wounded
womanhood with both hands.
“OOOoooohhhh you BITCH!!!”
she mumbles as she drops to her knees.
Lori got a good shot in! The ballerina gets to her feet, raises her
fists, hesitates for a minute, then moves in for the attack. Candace springs up to meet her and their
bodies slap together, belly to belly.
“UNGH!!!” Both girls
grunt loudly as their bodies collides and entwine. They stumble around the ring together, arms
wrapped tightly around each other’s waists, tugging on each other’s pony
tails.
“Oooohhhh…”
“Ahhhhhhh!!!” They
moan and grunt as they stumble around the whole ring, bouncing off the ropes on
one side, staggering across the middle of the ring, and then into the ropes on
the opposite side. Nobody was expecting
this much of a fight but right now the dancer seems to be holding her own. The crowd has mostly quieted down now, completely
mesmerized by violent and desperate struggle taking place in the ring.
“GLURP!!!” Lori suddenly
squawks in pain as Candace gives her a sharp knee bump to the crotch. The two fighter’s bodies separate and they
stagger backward. Candace raises her
fists. She looks like she means to
finish this. She takes a step forward…
PLAP!!! Lori strikes
with unbelievable speed, taking one
quick hop forward before arcing her foot up straight into the bridge of Candace’s
crotch with savage power.
“WHOULF!!!” The
blonde’s eyes widen with shock and pain from the blow. She drops straight to her knees and the
ballerina is on her, grabbing her by the pony tail with one hand and cocking
her fist with the other.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THU! THUD!
Mercilessly the red headed ballerina pummels down into the
blonde’s upturned face, spraying blood all over the light gray canvas. Candace’s arms flop limply to her sides. She is out!
Finally Lori lets go of her ponytail and allows her limp body to splay
out on the canvas with a loud thud. A
low murmur rises from the crowd as cognitive dissonance sets in. EVERYONE expected this to be a one sided beat
down but instead the ballerina actually seems to be winning!
THUD!!! Lori buries her slippered foot deep into Candace’s
crotch and the blonde’s body lurches once and falls limp again. Lori circles her prey gracefully, actually doing
a little pirouette at Candace’s head before suddenly dropping down to her butt
and, with lightening speed, wrapping her muscular legs around the unconscious
girl’s neck. Once her legs are locked in place, she leans
forward with an open palm and slaps her in the face lightly, trying to rouse
her.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
“COME ON BITCH! THIS
IS A FIGHT REMEMBER?” Lori yells as
Candace finally twitches and her eyes flutter slightly.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Lori’s face slapping intensifies and Candace finally starts to wriggle
around, attempting to free herself from the ballerina’s scissor hold.
“YOU READY TO GET FINISHED OFF?” Lori inquires sadistically, then squeezes her
legs together as tight as she can.
Candace coughs out a fresh spray of blood and her body jerks and convulses. Her face turns red. Her arms flail about uselessly then suddenly…
with one final convulsion ….she goes limp.
Her arms both hit the canvas simultaneously and ay there lifelessly,
palms up, fingers lightly curled in. She is out cold.
DING!
DING! DING!
“WE HAVE A WINNER!!!”
The voice coming over the loudspeaker is much more enthusiastic than
usual, and the surprise in the woman’s voice is unmistakable as she announces
the conclusion of the bout. Lori continues to sit on her butt, her legs spread
apart now to allow the limp body of Candace to slump down to the canvas. Lori is gasping for air, seemingly stunned at
her own victory. Finally she seems to
realize what has happened. She stands slowly over her defeated foe and adjusts
the waistband of her panties before placing one slippered foot on Candace’s
stomach. The crowd goes wild.
“LORI! LORI! LORI! LORI! LORI!” Just like that it’s as if the crowd was
supporting her all along.
“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT……..LORI… THE FIGHTING….
BALLERINA!!!” Lori looks down at her unconscious
foe, licks her lips, and finally thrusts her arms up in victory salute. The cheers of the crowd intensifies. I
climb into the ring and go to her. She
collapses against me, still keeping her foot placed firmly down on the belly of
the vanquished Candace while pressing her lips against mine.
Lori the Fighting Ballerina has won her first professional
fight! I take her hand and escort her to
the Junior Fight Ring Trophy Room, where I am going to reward her for the hard
fought victory.
After I have satisfied her she invites me to her house for
the evening. I agree, which thoroughly
pisses off Grace and Violet, who are about to fight in the next scheduled bout
of the evening. I warn Lori that whichever
of them wins this match may come looking for a bedroom fight.
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