Tuesday, January 28, 2020

12-16-2474 Andrea vs. Chrissy

PROLOGUE


I get to the Bout Barn and go to my reserved ring side seat.  The Bout Barn is using their standard short 3 girl round robins with today being refereed above the waistband fist fight rules.  The first bout is between Andrea and Reilly.  Andrea quickly dispatches Reilly without much difficulty and KO’s her three minutes into a pretty one sided fight.  She goes to the Waiting Room and I remain in my seat for the next fight.  (As per the usual Bout Barn Rules, whoever wins that fight must face off against Andrea, and whoever wins that fight gets to spend some time in the Trophy Room with me.

(The Bout Barn)



The next fight is between Chrissy and Serena.  Normally I would probably bet on Serena in this match up but Chrissy seems particularly on point today and a truly savage back and forth fist fight ensues.  Chrissy is in fact dominating the bout and about ten minutes in   has her opponent backed into a corner and looks to be about to finish her off but then Serena violates the rules with a knee to Chrissy’s crotch, causing the brunette to stumble back, doubling over.  The blonde comes out of the corner and is about to continue the attack but the ref is on her immediately for breaking the “above the waistband” rule.   Serena is held in a corner by two Mat Girls for thirty seconds while Chrissy pummels her in the belly.  When she is finally released she flops to the canvas out of breath.  Chrissy pulls her back up by the hair and pushes her back into the corner.  She climbs up onto the middle rope, holds Serena’s face up and pounds her until the warning bell is rung.  Then she allows Serena to flop face first to the canvas with a loud thud and takes her victory pose with her foot on the back of the blonde’s head. 

“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT…..CHRISSY!!!”  Serena is drug out of the ring and Chrissy returns to her corner to wait for Andrea.  

Andrea vs. Chrissy
(The Bout Barn)


About ten minutes after the unconscious Serena has been dragged out of the ring, Andrea climbs through the ropes and goes to her corner.  She and Chrissy glare at each other from across the ring, sizing each other up.  They have never fought before and I feel like this is going to be a pretty good match up.  After a couple more minutes the announcements begin.

“LADIES AND ISHMAEL!  THE TIME HAS COME FOR THE NEXT FIGHT!”

A cheer goes up from the anxious spectators.

“IN THIS CORNER…IN THE RED AND BLUE STRIPED PANTIES…..CHRISSY!!!”

A loud cheer goes up for the cute young brunette fighter.  She has been here for over a year now and has made a decent name for herself.

“CHRISSY IS 19 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 39 WINS, 20 LOSSES AND 3 KILLS!!!”

More cheers and applause ring out for the freckle face teenager as she calmly continues to glare at Andrea. 

“AND IN THIS CORNER….HER OPPONENT….IN THE YELLOW PANTIES…..ANDREA!!!”

The young red head gets a healthy dose of cheers and applause as well but mixed in with  boos and hisses.  She hasn’t been here quite two months yet but already has some impressive victories under her waistband.  Still, Chrissy is the clear crowd favorite for now.

“ANDREA IS 18 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 3 WINS, 2 LOSSES AND 0 KILLS!!!”

Andrea looks a little more nervous than Chrissy does.  While the slightly older and more experienced Chrissy simply glares at her silently, Andrea shifts her weight back and forth nervously as she waits for the beginning of the match.  Though I myself always try to remain neutral during the many fights I witness, I do have a tendency to pick which girl I think is going to win a match up and I consider all the factors going into the bout.   Chrissy is probably the better fighter, but she also had a tougher match up against Serena than Andrea did against Reilly, so that will of course be a factor.  I’m having a hard time picking a favorite here.  I guess I will just have to wait and see what happens.   After all, either way I win!

Suddenly the moderator who refereed the last two bouts steps out of the ring, indicating the rules for this fight are going to be relaxed a bit, so pretty much anything goes this time.  This gets a fresh cheer from the crowd.  The more violent the better is the usual opinion here in Green Tower City. 

A few more moments are allowed to build tension…then…

DING! DING! DING!

Andrea and Chrissy cautiously step out of their corners and raise their fists.  They silently and slowly begin to circle each other near the center of the ring with their fists up and ready.  The girls make three full rotations, really sizing each other up, then finally.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

The crowd goes crazy as a savage fist fight begins in the center of the ring.  Both girls give and receive some nasty hits but remain on their feet and keep going at it. 

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

“Unghhhh!”  With a loud moan the two young girls finally lock up in a tight hug.  Both their faces are bloody.  They stagger around the ring, holding each other in close around the midsection to avoid taking anymore blows.  This goes on for a full minute.

CRACK!!! Chrissy slaps Andrea in the face and sends her staggering towards the ropes.  The red head looks dazed and when she hits she almost falls down, but grabs the top rope and holds herself up.  Chrissy moves in, grabs her long red hair and holds her head up, cocking a fist.

THUD!!!! She gives her a nasty jab to the face and fresh blood sprinkles the air. Andrea looks like she’s in trouble already. 

“COME ON BITCH!  I’M GOING TO FUCK YOU UP BAD!!!!”  Chrissy howls and starts to walk Andrea across the ring, holding her up by the hair.  Andrea looks dazed and not sure what is going on.  Chrissy is walking her towards a turnbuckle.

“AAAAIIIEEEEE!!!”  Chrissy suddenly lets out a piercing shriek of pain as Andrea suddenly manages to give her tormentor a nasty crotch rake.  Chrissy immediately releases her grip on the ginger’s hair and drops to her knees, covering her wounded crotch.  Andrea drops to her butt and scoots away as quick as she can.  Chrissy crawls in the opposite direction and reclines against the ropes moaning in pain.  Andrea scoots her way to the opposite side of the ring and uses the ropes to start pulling herself to her feet.  Both girls are hurt.  Andrea hoists herself up and stands against the ropes, still using them to support her weight.  Chrissy remains on her hands and knees, panting and glaring at her opponent while she gasps for breath.  When Andrea starts to hesitantly walk towards her, she suddenly springs from a crouching position and slams into the approaching girl’s midsection.   The two young women crash violently down to the canvas and immediately begin to roll around, struggling to get control of the fight.  The excitement of the crowd escalates as they tumble all over the small fighting ring.

“UNGH!!!”

“OOOhhhhhh….”

“ACK!”



“UNGH!” 

Each girl takes and loses the advantage over and over.  They roll back and forth across the ring, neither able to maintain a mount very long.  After several minutes Andrea manages to get a straddle mount and pops Chrissy in the face with a sharp jab, spraying blood all over the light gray canvas. She winds up for another blow but Chrissy suddenly reaches up, grabs the front of her yellow panties, and pulls her forward into a savage blow right to the bridge of the nose that sends Andrea toppling off her mount and onto her back with a heavy thud that gives the ring a little shake.  Again both of the exhausted young fighters frantically scoot away from each other.  Within a few seconds they are on opposite sides of the ring, trying to pull themselves up on the ropes.  The crowd begins to chant.

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!” 

Chrissy is on her feet first but clings to the ropes to steady herself for a moment while she gasps for air.  Andrea gets to her feet a second later and does the same.  At this point they both seem just a little reluctant to continue the brawl, and they start to slowly walk the perimeter of the ring, keeping each other on the opposite side while the spectators get more and more antsy.

“COME ON CHRISSY!  GET THAT BITCH!”

“PUT HER DOWN!!!’

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

The two young women continue walking slowly around the perimeter of the ring until they have switched places, then suddenly they stagger towards each other with their fists up.  The fight is about to be back on.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

“OOOhhhhhhhh!!!”  After a couple blows each their sweaty bodies once again slap together as they lock up in a tight hug.  They desperately grab each other by the waistbands and hair as their lithe bodies press together. Moans of pain and desperation sound almost like moans of pleasure as the stalemate drags on.  Little puddles and sprinklings of blood dot the ring all over and at this point it is really hard to tell which girl is in more trouble. 


THUD!!! Andrea gives Chrissy a knee to the crotch, as if just now remembering this is no longer an above the waistband fight.  Chrissy grunts and returns the favor.

THUD!!!

“Gurk!”  Andrea spits fresh blood as she grunts from the return blow.  It looks like the girls are going to drop to their knees at any second but suddenly they start to grapple again.   They stagger all over the ring, really yanking each other’s waistbands and hair as they do.  The excitement of the crowd begins to heat up again as the two young girls moan and groan in pain, fear and determination.  This is the best fight I have seen all day.  (So far.)  They stumble back and forth across the ring, and then Chrissy seems to be gaining the advantage as she succeeds in backing Andrea into a corner. 

CRACK!!! She gives her a nasty slap to the face.  Andrea collapses against the turnbuckles.  She is in trouble. 

CRACK!!! Chrissy slaps her again.

“FUCKING BITCH!”  She screams and swings her hand back, preparing for another blow.

THUD!!! But Andrea gives her a punch to the gut.  Chrissy winces and staggers back a step.  Andrea sees her chance and lunges forward.

THUD!!! A punch to Chrissy’s face drops her to the canvas!  Her back hits the ground and her arms and legs follow.   She’s out!  Andrea raises a bare foot and plunges it into the brunette’s crotch.  

THUD!!! 

“WHOULF!!!”  Chrissy is woken up from the nasty crotch blow.  She starts to curl up into a fetal position but Andrea reaches down and grabs her by the pony tail.

“GET UP AND FIGHT!”  Andrea screams as she hauls Chrissy to her feet by the ponytail.  The crotch of Chrissy’s panties are darkening with blood.  Andrea nailed her good with that shot.  This could be the end for Chrissy! 

“AIIIEEEEE!!!”  Andrea’s eyes widen as Chrissy suddenly grabs her crotch and squeezes.  She responds with a savage slap to Chrissy’s face.

CRACK!!!  Chrissy stumbles back from the blow  and a doubled over Andrea collapses back into the corner, covering her crotch.  Then she drops to her butt with a thud. 

“Ooohhhhhh….”  Andrea lets out a low moan.  Chrissy stands there, wavering on rubbery knees as she glares down at her enemy.  I suspect another long feud is starting this day, no matter who comes out the winner of this vicious cat-fight.

“Get up.”  Chrissy commands, waiting patiently where she is standing.  “Get up so I can finish you off!” 

“Unnghhh….Oh god…oh god oh god….”  Andrea murmurs and pitches over onto her hands and knees.  Chrissy takes a step towards the cornered red head but Andrea suddenly crawls away, scampering quickly down the side of the ring away from her attacker.  She makes it to the opposite corner before Chrissy catches her by the hair and starts to drag her to her feet.

CRACK!!!! With lightning speed Andrea suddenly throws an uppercut that connects perfectly with Chrissy’s chin, throwing her backward and up into the air.  The brunette drops heavily to the canvas, her body splayed out.  She is twitching.  Andrea immediately mounts her and cocks her fist.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

With both fists the ginger haired fighter pulverizes Chrissy’s freckled face.  Blood splatters everywhere.  It is obvious the fight is over. 

“KILL HER! KILL HER! KILL HER! KILL HER!”  The crowd chants sadistically, all former allegiances apparently forgotten now as everyone cheers on the young red head.  Andrea readjusts her mount, grabs Chrissy’s ponytail, and lifts her head up off the canvas, holding it up for another punch.

THUD!!!!  Another nasty face blow sends a tooth scuttling across the canvas.  Andrea cocks her fist again.

THUD!!!

“YOU GOT HER YOU GOT HER YOU GOT HER!!!”

“YEAH!!!”

“FUCK THAT BITCH UP!!!”

THUD!!!  THUD!!! THUD!!!

DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!

Andrea sits upright on her mount, her small perfect grapefruit sized breasts jutting out proudly, heaving up and down as she gasps for air, her nipples hard as diamonds from the thrill of battle.  She releases Chrissy’s ponytail, letting the knocked out girl’s head thud to the canvas.  She takes a couple more seconds to catch her breath and absorb what has happened, then finally she raises her arms in victory.

DING! DING! DING!

“HERE IS YOUR WINNER……ANDREA!!!!’



The crowd cheers loudly for the young fighter.  After a few more minutes, and with great difficulty, the 18 year old red head struggles to her feet and stands over her destroyed opponent for a few more minutes as the crowd chants her name.

“ANDREA! ANDREA! ANDREA! ANDREA!”


I enter the ring to help the victorious Andrea through the ropes and back to the Trophy Room, where I will reward her for her hard fought victory.  As I look back and see the mangled limp form of Chrissy being carted out of the ring by a couple of mat girls, I know I have not seen the last of this bitter rivalry.




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