“IN THIS CORNER…IN THE YELLOW AND WHITE PANTIES WITH
WRESTLING BOOTS AND KNEE PADS…..CHARITY!!!”
The crowd reacts mostly negatively towards the young
brunette. She’s not a terrible fighter
but her use of boots and knee pads brings her respect level down a few notches
especially since she has still only barely managed to maintain a winning record
in her time in the city.
“CHARITY IS 23 YEARS OLD!
HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 36 WINS, 30 LOSSES AND 1 KILL!!!”
Charity relaxes against the turnbuckle, not minding the lukewarm
reception from the audience.
“AND NOW….APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE RED PANTIES….DESIREE!!!”
The reaction to the young blonde fighter walking down the
aisle is explosive. In her short time
since turning 18 Desiree has accumulated a huge fan-base in the city and has
proven to be a brutal and effective fighter.
She walks leisurely down the aisle and stops to give me a kiss before
climbing through the ropes. She strolls
menacingly towards Charity before walking to her corner as per JFR protocol.
“DESIREE IS 18 YEARS OLD!
HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 11 WINS, 1 LOSS AND 2 KILLS!”
An impressive record indeed for only having been of legal
fighting age in the city for about 3 months.
She calmly adjusts the waistband of her red fighting panties while she
waits for the opening bell.
DING!
DING! DING!
Cautiously the two fighters leave their corners and
approach the center of the ring. They
circle slowly, one careful step at a time, eyeing each other up and down, then
suddenly lunge forward and lock up in a standard grappling maneuver. Gripping each other by the hair and shoulders,
they stagger around the ring to the cheers and jeers of the bloodthirsty
spectators.
CRACK!!!! Desiree finally breaks the stalemate with a nasty
face slap that sends Charity stumbling back a couple steps. The brunette shakes it off and nails Desiree
in the midsection with a body kick.
“UNGH!!!” Desiree grunts in pain and drops to her butt. Charity presses the attack and quickly moves
in on her, grabbing her by the hair and giving her a knee to the face.
THUD!!! Desiree flops
onto her back but swiftly rolls over and crawls to the side. Charity tries to get to her but she is on her
feet within a couple seconds and throws a right hook that the brunette tries to
dodge but still gets clipped in the cheek.
THAK!!! Charity stumbles back from the blow, raises her
fists, and charges in. Desiree does the
same and a wild fist fight ensues.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Furiously the two young women pummel each other’s bodies and
faces, each of them getting in a few good shots.
THUD!!! A savage uppercut sends Charity plummeting to the
canvas.
THUD!!! Her butt hits
the ground and Desiree quickly pounces on her.
CRACK!!! Charity gets
in a good face slap but then Desiree is on her and the two young women tumble about
the canvas, each trying desperately to mount the other.
“UNNNGGGGHHH!!!”
“OOOOHhhhh!!!”
They moan and grunt as their sweaty bodies writhe all over
the ring, neither keeping the advantage for very long. Charity suddenly takes the upper hand when
she gets her fingers coiled tightly around Desiree’s throat.
“GAK!!!” The blonde
brawler’s face turns red as she struggles for air. Charity manages to mount her and is
straddling her across the belly. Desiree’s
legs kick the canvas frantically as she tries to buck her attacker off but
Charity clings tenaciously.
“I’VE GOT YOU BITCH!!”
Charity howls with triumph as Desiree’s strength seems to be slowly giving
out. Desiree’s legs flop about weakly
and tears stream down her face. This
could be over! Charity slides a little
further up the blonde’s body, giving herself more leverage as she continues to
strangle her victim out. She doesn’t
notice Desiree lifting her right leg up off the ground, higher and higher until…
THWAP!!! She nails
Charity right in the nose with a weak but effective kick.
“UNGH!” Charity grunts in pain and surprise as blood sprays
from her smashed nose and she tumbles backward off her straddling
position.
“OOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!”
Charity howls in pain and rolls over, covering her broken nose as she squirms
away. Desiree lays on her back coughing
violently. Both girls are weakened. I have to admit this fight is turning out
better than I thought. Now it pretty
much comes down to which one recovers first.
Charity is slowly squirming towards the edge of the ring, face down on
the canvas. Desiree is on her hands and
knees. Now she is crawling towards Charity,
her face a mask of pure rage.
“GRRRRRRRR!!!”
Desiree suddenly howls and picks up speed, crawling on her hands and
knees towards her opponent. Charity
looks back and sees her, then starts to squirm away faster.
“Nooooo!” She
moans. “You win you win you win!” But Desiree pounces on her back and pulls her
face off the canvas by the hair.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Brutally Desiree slams Charity’s face into the canvas. Blood splatters all around the impact point
and the crowd explodes with delight.
“FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP!”
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Slowly Charity’s arms and legs stop twitching with the
impact and finally she lurches violently one time and goes limp. Desiree peels her face off the canvas once to
make sure I can see how much damage she’s done to the pretty woman’s face, then
she raises her hands in victory.
DING!
DING! DING!
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