Tuesday, December 24, 2019

8-1-2474 Gloria vs. Theresa



DING! DING! DING

It’s midnight and a Birthday Girl Death Match has just begun.  The pig tailed brunette Gloria has been challenged by a former Academy enemy named Theresa.  They two young women are slowly circling each other in the center of the ring while the bloodthirsty crowd chants:

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

After several slow rotations the they step towards each other cautiously.  They stand toe to toe, glaring into each other’s eyes, their firm round breasts rising and falling sharply as they gasp in deep breaths of air.  The hatred between them is palpable.  They exchange a few muted words but it is too quiet for me to hear even from my ring side seat.  Then suddenly they start pummeling each other.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!


The crowd cheers as the two young women rain blows into each other savagely.  Blood splatters in all directions and finally collapse into a standing hug, grasping each other by the hair and panties as they dance around the ring drunkenly.

“UNGH!!!”

“OH! OH! OH! OH!:



CLUD!!! Theresa lifts Gloria off the ground with a knee to the crotch.  The brunette stumbles backward, but fires back with a wild face slap.


CRACK!!!

Theresa is sent staggering backwards towards the ropes, arms pinwheeling.  Gloria moves in for the attack…

PLUD!!! But takes one of the red head’s booted heels right into her crotch as she gets close.  Gloria is HURT!  She drops to her butt with a thud.  Theresa calmly steps forward and grabs her up by one of her pig tails.

“OOOOooooo….”  Gloria moans in fear and pain as she is hauled up to her feet.

PLAP!!! Theresa gives her a nasty jab to the face, then pulls her the rest of the way up.

“OOOOhhhhh… godohgodohgodohgod…”  Gloria whimpers pathetically as Theresa suddenly grabs her and runs her towards one corner of the ring, yanking her head far back by the hair…

PLAP!!!  And slamming her face into the turnbuckle.  Gloria’s knees give out and she collapses against the turnbuckle, clinging desperately to the middle pad, trying not to go down.  The curly haired Theresa grabs her by the pig tails again, as if to help her out.

“OOohhhhhooohhh….”  Gloria moans loudly as she is again pulled to  her feet.  Theresa spins her around and starts to walk her across the ring, bending one of her arms back painfully.  

“You are going to be begging to be put out of your misery before I am through!”  Theresa growls.






“Now turn around so I can go to work on y-UNGH!!!”

Gloria suddenly spins around and gives Theresa a solid belly punch that cuts the girl’s taunt short. 

“Oh you bitch!”  Theresa grunts as she stumbles back, doubling over.  Gloria wipes a bit of blood from her chin and raises her fists, challenging her enemy to a straight up fist fight.  Theresa takes a couple seconds to catch her breath, then raises her own fists.  The two young warriors circle each other warily, fists up.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! 

After another quick flurry of punches they lock up in a belly to belly hug and stagger around the ring, grunting and moaning.  Neither of them seems to have the advantage at the moment.  They stumble all the way into one of the corners, and Teresa gives Gloria a nasty face slap.

CRACK!!!

Gloria is sent reeling into the turnbuckle and Teresa quickly follows her in with her fists up.

PLUD!!! But takes a brutal kick to the crotch that drops her to her knees.

“OOOOhhhhhhhhh….”  She groans in agony.  Gloria sees her chance and rushes in, kneeing her in the face.

THUD!!! Blood sprinkles the air as the curly haired red head is sent sprawling onto her back. Gloria immediately stomps her in the crotch.

THUD!!! 

“UNGH!!!”  Teresa grunts in pain and curls up into a fetal position.  Now she is the one in trouble.  Gloria circles the curled up 18 year old, glaring down at her with visible malice.

CLUD!!! She gives her a cunt punt and Teresa suddenly begins crawling for the edge of the ring, making a desperate attempt to get away from her attacker.  Gloria just follows her.

“Uuuuungh…..I give I give I give… Teresa moans as she grabs one of the ropes and tries to pull herself out of the ring, but Gloria suddenly pounces runs over and stomps on the back of her neck, pressing it against the bottom rope.

“GAK! GAK! Gurgle….”  Teresa coughs up blood as her legs stiffen and twitch.  The crowd is going wild.

“YEAH!!!”

“YOU GOT HER GLORIA!!! FINISH HER”

“KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!” 






The brunette fighter keeps one foot pressed firmly down on the back of Theresa’s neck and suddenly lifts her other foot off the canvas and places it on the bottom rope as well, grabbing the top rope with her hands to steady herself and force more pressure down into her enemy.  Theresa’s legs continue to slide around as she struggles to get free.  Then she suddenly lurches and goes limp.  Her arms drop lifelessly down.  The fight is over.

DING! DING! DING!

“WE HAVE A WINNER…..GLORIA!!!!”




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