“IN THIS CORNER…IN THE LIGHT BLUE PANTIES WITH DARK BLUE
SPECKS….GLORIA!!!”
“GLORIA IS 20 YEARS OLD!
HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 43 WINS, 33 LOSSES AND 2 KILLS!!!”
The lanky sandy haired brunette relaxing against the
turnbuckles gets a lukewarm reception from the crowd. Many of the spectators in
the city suspect her of being a cheater.
“AND IN THIS CORNER…HER OPPONENT…IN THE GREEN AND BLUE
STRIPED PANTIES….HEATHER!”
An enthusiastic explosion of cheers for her adversary.
“HEATHER IS 24 YEARS OLD!
HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 134 WINS, 29 LOSSES AND 14 KILLS!!!”
Heather calmly stands in her corner with her hands on her hips,
glaring icily at the younger woman across the ring from her.
DING! DING!
DING!
Heather marches quickly towards her opponent, who starts out
from her corner swiftly but slows and backs up as the older woman approaches
her. She makes a move as if to start
circling, but Heather charges right in and punches her in the face.
THUD!!!
Gloria’s head is thrown back and she stumbles back a couple
steps. The crowd explodes. Heather pumps her fists, challenging the pig
tailed girl to fight back, then she gives her a face slap.
CRACK!!!
Gloria is sent tumbling into the ropes, covering her face. Heather
quickly moves in and gives her a knee to the crotch that lifts her off her feet
for a second.
“UNGH!!” Gloria
grunts and starts to slide down, but Heather grabs her by one pif tail and
keeps her on her feet.
CRACK!!! She gives
her another slap to the face with her left hand while still holding her up by
the hair with the other.
CRACK!!! A backhand
slap.
“OOohhhh…” Gloria
lets out a moan and collapses against her opponent, wrapping her arms around
the woman’s midsection, trying to stay away from any more blows. Heather spins and tosses her, letting her
flop helplessly to the canvas with a bounce before splaying out limply. Gloria is already in trouble! Heather walks over and gives her a stomp to
the ribcage.
THUD!!!
“OOohhhh!” Gloria
cries out in pain and spits out a spray of crimson with the impact. Heather circles her as she curls up into a
fetal position, gives her a sharp kick to the face that lays her back out onto
her back.
THUD!!!
“Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!”
Gloria is noticeably terrified now.
Se tries to scoot away from her attacker, backing up on her butt, but
Heather reaches down and grabs her bare ankle, pulls her in, steps over, and
suddenly has her in an agonizing standing leg lock.
“AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!” Gloria
shrieks in pain. The crowd is loving it.
“YEAH!!!”
“FUCK HER UP!!”
“HEATHER! HEATHER! HEATHER! HEATHER! HEATHER!”
Heather releases the hold, letting Gloria’s legs flop limply
to the canvas. She steps away and
watches as the pig tailed brunette tries squirming away on her belly, now sobbing
loudly.
PLUD!!! Heather gives
her a swift doggy style cunt punt that lifts her pelvis and drops it to the
canvas. Then she walks up and grabs both of Gloria’s pig tails with one hand,
pulling her up to a crawling position. Then she starts to walk the wounded girl around
the perimeter of the ring like a dog on a leash. The bloodthirsty spectators chant her name as
she makes one full trip around the ring with her weeping victim. She gets to one of the corners and starts to
drag Gloria up to her feet.
“AAAhhhhhhh!!!”
Suddenly Heather lets out a scream as Gloria manages to grab her vagina
on the way up. Apparently the pig tailed
brawler still has a little fight left in her!
“YOU BITCH!!!”
Heather shouts and, still holding her up by one pig tail, drills her in
the face repeatedly with her free fist.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Blood splatters the canvas as the beating is
administered. Gloria is out cold and
Heather lets her flop lifelessly to the canvas.
THUD!!! The ring shakes as Gloria hits it, arms and legs
splayed out limply. Heather takes a
moment to rub her wounded womanhood, then gets back to business. She again pulls Gloria up to her knees by the
pigtails, and gives her a sharp knee to the face.
PLUD!!! Gloria drops to her back again. Her body lurches twice and goes limp. Heather stomps her in the crotch.
THUD!!!! Her body
jerks reflexively and goes limp. Heather
poses her foot for another blow.
THUD!!! Gloria’s body lurches and drops limply to the
canvas. She is taking a NASTY
beating.
THUD!!! With each
crotch stomp Gloria’s body lurches a little less. This time she barely reacted. Heather takes a few deep breaths, then drags
her victim to the very center of the ring, letting her splay out completely
spread eagled.
“FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER! FINISH HER!” The crowd is chanting feverishly. Heather slowly circles her prey, using her
foot to make sure the unconscious and bloody girls is spread out as far as
possible. Then she stops by her
shoulders, raises one elbow, and jumps up in the air, bring her padded elbow
down hard into Gloria’s upturned face.
SPLAT!!! The brunette’s body jerks and goes limp. Heather stands up, lifts one foot up high, and brings it crashing
down into Gloria’s already mangled face.
SPLAT!!! Fresh blood powders
the canvas. Gloria’s arms and legs lurch
upwards and then drop back lifelessly to the canvas again.
DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!
With the sound of the Warning Bell clamoring over the
shouting of the crowd, Heather calmly takes her victory pose, placing one foot
on the defeated girl’s belly and raising a fist in victory, blood still
dripping from the elbow she just dropped into the poor girl’s face.
DING!
DING! DING!
“HERE IS YOUR WINNER……..HEATHER!!!”
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I would love to see a panel with Heathers food inside Gloria's mangled face
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