10-1-2475 20 Girl Battle Royale

20 GIRL BATTLE ROYALE

(AMAZON ARENA)

(Alyssa, Andrea, Beth, Brandi, Camille, Charity, Chrissy, Claudia,  Ewyn, Gloria, Heather, Inga, Lori, Luna, Monique, Natalie, Noelle, Patti, Rachel, Raija)

BZZZZZZT!!!!

Somewhere outside a door has opened, and the first fighter has been revealed to the frenzied blood thirsty mob at Amazon Arena, and she will be making her way towards the ring.

“huh…huh…huh…!”  Pursing her puffy pink lips and breathing out in short heavy bursts, the young blonde fighter in the white cotton flower print panties tries to get her nerves under control as she waits in her small padded room, waiting for the moment when her own door buzzes open and she is thrown into violent heated combat with as many as 19 other girls.

20 year old Alyssa has not made much of a name for herself during her short couple years in the city, but she is courageous and determined, seemingly unaware of her own status as a weak non-threatening jobber.  She signed up for this 20 Girl Battle Royale to prove herself, and she is convinced tonight will be her moment to shine.  

Several aspects of tonight’s event make this a unique fighting experience, which she feels will give her an edge. First of all it is panties only, and in an extremely rare circumstance, each fighter has been allowed 3 stim pills of their choosing. (Normally illegal in pro bouts in the Inner City.)  It was thought by the fight promoters who organized this very special event that such an allowance would increase the stamina of the 20 female fighters, thus ensuring a more violent and drawn out brawl for the sake of the spectators, who have each shelled out 1000 credits for the privilege of viewing tonight’s bout in person.

Alyssa oats her cotton clad vagina, getting herself horny, which will help her fight even more viciously.  Her small but nicely shaped breasts are supple and firm and her nipples harden as she builds anticipation for the fight.  The girls will enter the ring one at a time, as they are drawn randomly. one minute apart.  Clean kills are highly likely in the violent melee to come. Alyssa is hoping she can score a few herself tonight, this improving her rather lacking status in the city.

Hundreds of girls entered their names to be involved in the tournament, and a random lottery was held to select the 20 “lucky” combatants. The summoning of the fighters was done in utmost secrecy and only the fight promoters know which 20 Green Tower City Girls are waiting to be summoned out of their tiny waiting rooms. 

 BZZZZZZT!!!!

Alyssa’s door suddenly opens!  It is time for her to fight!  She hops up, gives herself a good shake down, adjusts the waistband of her cotton flower print panties, and starts walking down the aisle.  She peers ahead to see who is waiting for her in the ring and spies a ginger haired pony tailed girl in light purple panties.  The Ballerina!  Alyssa despises the ballerina and is now doubly excited to get started with the fight.

“I’M GONNA KILL YOU FUCKING SKANK!”  Alyssa howls, feeling no fear as she picks up her pace walking towards the ring.  Lori just glares back at her, hands on hips.

Alyssa climbs into the ring.

DING! DING! DING!

The crowd cheers as the bell is sounded signifying the beginning of the fight.  Alyssa and Lori raise their fists and immediately dash towards each other, meeting up in the center of the ring and grabbing each other by the hair.

THRACK!!!!

Alyssa is staggered by the first punch Lori manages to connect with her face.  She tumbles backward, and Lori steps forward and throws a haymaker which drops her to the ground.  Suddenly Alyssa is terrified.  She realizes she may have made a terrible mistake in entering this event.  The effects of her stims no longer felt, Alyssa scrambles for the edge of the ring.  She grabs the ropes, and starts begging. 

“I GIVE! I GIVE! I GIVE!!!” she shrieks but Lori just follows behind her, an evil expression of disdain on her face.

“You’re not getting off that easily you simpering little coward!” She hisses and grabs Alyssa’s feet just as she is trying to escape through the ropes, yanking her back into the ring.  She lands on her belly with a thud and immediately the petite blonde tries to squirm away from her attacker.

“DIE SLUT!”  Lori howls as she lifts a foot up directly over the back of Alyssa’s head.

SPLAT!!!

Alyssa’s skull splits open from the force of the powerful stomp.  Her legs twitch and go limp. 

“IT’S A KILL!!!  JUST MINUTES INTO THE BOUT WE HAVE OUR FIRST KILL!!!”

The crowd goes wild.   

Lori leaves her foot resting on the back of Alyssa’s caved in skull and looks around.  Beth has recently climbed into the ring and simply stood in her corner, relaxing against the turnbuckle and watching as the two “lesser fighters” finished their pathetic excuse for a fight. 

Lori’s breasts heave up and down.  A kill!  She got a kill!  She feels warm in her groin and her panties are moistened ever so slightly with a small spurt of cum as she nearly has an orgasm from the thrill of making her first kill.  She sees the pink pantied form of Beth walking towards her and steps off her beaten foe, raising her fists up for her next fight.  She feels invincible.

CRACK!!!

The illusion of her invincibility is shattered under the force of Beth’s first punch, which caves in Lori’s face and sends her wheeling backward.  The lights go out and Lori drops onto her back.  She is vaguely aware of Beth mounting her then another blow puts her under.  She is out for the remainder of the fight, which may in fact be the factor that kept her alive through the night’s violent events.  

Lori lays unconscious on the canvas with Beth comfortable straddling her, crotch to crotch.   

Beth punches the ballerina twice more in the face and is winding up for what could very well be the killing blow when suddenly Andrea sneaks up from behind her and sinks her claws into Beth’s round soft boobs.  Beth screams and stands up, turning around while she does.

THUD! 

She buries her fist in Andrea’s stomach and the red head stumbles back towards the turnbuckle.  Beth continues drilling her in the stomach, forcing Andrea back a couple more steps with each blow.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Andrea nearly doubles over with each punch, but the next blow keeps her upright and stumbling backward.  She hits the corner turnbuckle with a gasp and Beth hangs her up on the ropes, then begins to corner mount her.  (Her favorite method of taking a kill) Just as she winds up with her fist she takes a rabbit punch to the kidney from behind.  Brandi has entered the ring.

Beth turns around, leaving Andrea hanging in the corner, barely conscious and gasping for breath.  She raises her fists, and Brandi bravely does the same. After the briefest pause, both girls charge into each other and begin delivering a savage barrage of punches.

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

Both girls begin throwing punches into each other’s faces.  After just 2 or 3 seconds Brand’s legs go rubbery and she nearly drops to the canvas, but suddenly Andrea leaps onto Beth’s back, wrapping her arm around the blonde juggernaut’s neck and squeezing as hard as she can.

Brandi quickly takes advantage of the opportunity and lifts her bare foot straight up into Beth’s crotch.

 PLUD!!!! 

“WHOULF!!!”  Beth wheezes.  She is twisting and turning, trying to throw the red haired fighter off her back, and Brandi moves in and starts driving punches into her gut.

Left. Right. Left. Right. Left.

 Suddenly Beth drops to her knees.  Brandi steps back and hops up and down excitedly.

“Hold her!  HOLD HER!”  she commands and Andrea lifts Beth’s head up by her blonde ponytail and shows Brandi her face. 

CRACK!!!!!  Brandi nails Beth directly in the face with a mighty kick that sends her flying backward, out of Andrea’ grip and onto her back, spread eagled. 

“LET’S FINISH HER!!!”  Brandi yells and the two unlikely allies start stomping Beth all over her body until she is twitching and quivering. It is the worst beating anyone has ever witnessed Beth taking.

“I’m gonna END this cunt!”  Brandi announces and lifts her foot high over the unconscious blonde’s upturned face.

SPLAT!!!

Without warning Andrea drives a solid punch straight into Brandi’s unsuspecting crotch as she is setting up the killing blow. 

“AAARRRGH!”  Brandi squawks as blood splatters from her mouth from the force of the blow. She staggers backward and Andrea runs at her, throwing a viscous haymaker that drops Brandi to the canvas, out cold.  Andrea looks ready to continue the assault, but suddenly Claudia climbs through the ropes and tackles Andrea straight to the canvas. 

CRACK!!!

She punches her in the face one time, which is enough to put the red head out cold. 

Claudia slowly stands up over Andrea’s spread eagled form in the center of the ring with a trademark sneer on her face and takes in all the carnage around her.  Alyssa is dead, laying face down in a puddle of blood close to one side of the ring.  Lori is out cold on her back not far away.   Beth is laying on her back on the opposite side of the ring from Alyssa, bloodied and bruised.  And Brandi is…..

“GAK!!!” Claudia suddenly screams in surprise as an exhausted Brandi snags a handful of her dirty blonde hair. Quickly the red head brings her knee up into Claudia’s crotch.

PLUD!!!

“OOF!” Claudia starts to double over, holding her crotch, then drops onto her butt.  She starts to scoot away, but Brandi is following her cautiously.  Blood is still dripping from Brandi’s mouth, which she wipes away with the back of her arm as she stares coolly down at her whimpering foe.  Then suddenly her left leg is kicked out from under her and she does the splits.  She screams in pain when her crotch hits the canvas, her legs now spread out completely on either side.

Andrea has managed to come to and now pounces on Brandi.  The two weakened girls begin to roll about the ring.  Claudia starts to get up, still rubbing her wounded crotch. She is watching Andrea and Brandi rolling about on the canvas, then she sees Ewyn climbing into the ring.  As the short haired brawler is lifting her leg through the middle rope, Claudia runs over and grabs her by the throat with both hands.

“I’M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!!!” Claudia shrieks with rage.  (Ewyn beat her badly at The Bloody Mattress a couple months ago)  Claudia has her fingers interlocked tightly around the girl’s throat and yanks her into the ring, at which point she reaches up and wraps her own fingers around Claudia’s throat.  The two blonde fighters stumble awkwardly around the ring, coughing and sputtering, as they try desperately to choke the life out of one another.

Meanwhile Brandi and Andrea continue to roll around in a tangled mess of arms and legs.  Crotch to crotch, belly to belly they tumble to and fro, back and forth across the canvas, each trying desperately to gain a mount, but not being able to before the other manages to flip them back over again.  Their grunts and groans are getting quieter as both girls exhaust their energy.

Ewyn and Claudia press their sweaty bodies together as they continue choking each other.  Their eyes are streaming tears.  Their faces are turning red. 

“WHOULP!!!”  Both girls squawk with surprise as they suddenly trip over the face down body of Alyssa.  They stumble into the ropes together and Claudia goes over the top and lands face first on the hard concrete with a dull splat.  Her body lurches once and goes limp.  (She looks pretty bad, maybe even dead.)  Ewyn is staring down at her, massaging her ravaged throat and emitting an occasional cough, little speckles of blood spraying from her mouth and dotting her naked breasts.  

She starts to climb out of the ring to make sure her foe is finished, but one of the moderators walking the perimeter of the outside of the ring warns her that she forfeits the bout if she leaves the ring.  Right at that moment a hand grabs Ewyn’s shoulder and roughly spins her around.  It’s Noelle, and as soon as Ewyn is facing her she wallops her with a viscous haymaker that crashes into Ewyn’s chin and rocks her violently back into the ropes. She bounces forward and Noelle sinks a fist into her ribcage.  Then she intertwines her fingers into Ewyn’s short blonde locks and pulls her into the center of the ring.

THUD!  While holding Ewyn’s face up with her left hand she punches her in the face with her right fist.

THUD!

THUD!

THUD!

With each blow Ewyn’s head snaps back violently and a crimson spray of blood shoots up into the stadium lights. 

Suddenly she gains her composure, shakes off the last punch, and throws a viscous jab at Noelle.

CRACK!

Noel’s head flies back and now she has a bloody nose.  The raven haired fighter acts quickly, throwing a left/right/left combination of punches at the exact moment Ewyn does the same thing. 

THUDTHUDTHUDTHUDTHUDTHUD!!!!

Grunts and moans as the two girls pound each other in the center of the ring.  After a few seconds of violent fist fighting they lock up in a loose bear hug.  Each girl grasps the waistband of the other’s panties with her left hand, while using the right fist to continue pumping blows into her adversary’s stomach.

THUD!!!

 (“ungh.”)

THUD!!!

(“ungh!”)

Meanwhile Beth is somehow regaining consciousness.  She slowly, painfully, pulls herself up, using the ropes she had been laying against.  She sees Brandi and Andrea wrestling limply nearby, and delivers a quick stomp, catching each of the struggling girls in the side of their face.  Their weak grappling match is ended with a violent thud and Andrea flops spread eagled on her back and Brandi lying limply on top of her, both girls’ bodies twitching. 

Beth starts to move towards Ewyn and Noel, who are still holding and stomach punching each other on the far side of the ring.  Beth doesn’t notice as Chrissy climbs through the ropes and sprints over to her, grabbing her blonde ponytail.

“GAK!!!”  Beth shrieks as her ponytail is violently yanked backward.  Chrissy lifts a high kick right into her ribcage as she pulls her forward by the hair. 

CRACK!!!

The well placed kick stuns Beth, and she staggers back.  Chrissy steps forward confidently and delivers an open handed slap across her cheek.

“Come on bitch!  COME ON!”  Chrissy taunts her, raising her fists up.  Beth shakes the blow off and raises hers.  The two ponytailed warriors slowly circle. 

“YAAAAHHH!” Chrissy screams as she throws a wild haymaker that Beth easily ducks, then comes up with a savage uppercut, that literally lifts Chrissy up into the air before with a loud crack and  flops her onto the canvas, where she lays completely spread eagled on her back.

SPLAT!!!

Beth immediately follows up the knockdown with a nasty stomp to Chrissy’s crotch.  She howls in agony and rolls over onto her stomach, trying to squirm away on her belly.  Beth calmly walks over and knee drops into the back of Chrissy’s head.  The brunette instantly goes limp. 

Beth again turns her attention to Ewyn and Noel, who have backed up into the ropes on the side of the ring and are still clutching each other’s sweaty bodies.  They seem to be losing steam, still pelting each other with body blows but more weakly and with far less frequency than before.  Ewyn has Noel pinned against the ropes with her body, but seems to have not much fight left in her herself.  Beth stalks menacingly towards the two fighters, but suddenly, she is grabbed from behind in a sleeperhold by Raija.  The newly entered fighter immediately clambers onto Beth’s back and wraps her legs around the blonde’s midsection while continuing to put the squeeze on with her lithe but muscular arms. Beth stumbles around momentarily, then starts staggering backward toward the turnbuckle. 

“UNGH!!!”  Raija grunts loudly as Beth slams her backward into the turnbuckle.  Her grip weakens slightly, but she doesn’t let go.  Beth immediately slams her back into the turnbuckle again.

“UNGH!!!”

Meanwhile Ewyn and Noel are now simply grasping each other weakly, their combined weight completely held up by the ropes.  Suddenly they both stop punching and now have each other’s panties by both hands.  They stumble back and forth.  Ewyn is trying to maneuver them over to one of the turnbuckles. They are both gasping for breath. Anyone who didn’t know this is a violent brawl to the finish might think they were two lesbian lovers heating each other up.

Now Gloria climbs into the ropes.  She walks over to Beth and Raija.  Raija is still clinging desperately to her enemy, but Beth has slammed her into the turnbuckle several times now. 

THUD! 

Raija is shaken by the blow and her grip weakens, but she stubbornly holds on, and re-tightens her grip after each blow.

THUD!

Raija’s eyes widen and she starts to slide down off Beth’s back.

WHUMP!!!

 Gloria moves in and punches Beth in the stomach as hard as she can.

“UNGH!!!” Beth grunts.

THUD! THUD! THUD! 

Gloria savagely goes at Beth’s stomach with both fists.  Raija seems to gain a second wind with the new allied assault and once again tightens her arm around Beth’s throat.  Beth’s eyes are rolling up in their sockets. 

Gloria jumps back a couple steps, then dashes forward, nailing Beth right in the throat with a high kick.

CLUD!!!

The savage blow knocks Beth back into Raija hard.  Raija’s grip is released and she is laid back into the corner where she is suspended by the ropes and turnbuckles.  Beth pitches forward and lands, unconscious, on the canvas.  Gloria immediately clambers up onto the ropes, corner mounting Raija.

THAP! THAP! THAP!

She savagely pummels the blonde fighter in the face.  Then she pauses to catch her breath, resting crotch to crotch on her foe’s trembling body. 

“GASP! GASP! GASP!”  The sheer exertion of delivering the savage beating has worn Gloria out.  She looks down at Raija, trying to determine if she has claimed a kill or not.  Raija is badly mangled, but still breathing shallowly.  Gloria climbs up Raija’s body a little higher, her butt now resting comfortably on Raija’s breasts, and winds up with her right fist, preparing to dispatch Raija for good.

And is suddenly ripped down from her perch savagely by her pig tails. 

“UNGH!!!!”  She grunts loudly as her body drops and lands right on Beth’s motionless back.  She tumbles off and frantically tries to crawl away, but suddenly takes a bare foot to the face.

THRACK!!!

The force of the kick sends Gloria sprawling onto her back and she gets one quick glimpse of Natalie before she is mounted by the blonde brawler in black panties.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!  

Natalie savagely and efficiently punches Gloria’s lights out with three quick blows to the middle of her face.   Gloria’s arms and legs shudder and go limp.  Natalie stands up, grabs the unconscious girl by the feet and drags her out of the way.  Then she grabs Beth’s arms and drags her over to where Gloria is, and lets her limp body flop down on top of the spread eagled brunette.  Natalie then turns her attention to Raija, out cold and draped on the turnbuckle like a limp rag doll, rivulets of blood streaming out of her mangled face.

“I’ve been wanting to end you for a LONG time you nasty cunt!”  Natalie shouts and starts to climb up onto her hapless enemy. 

Crack!

She slaps the unconscious blonde girl lightly in the face.

“Wake up!  Time to die!”  She snarls.  Raija is totally unresponsive.

Crack!  Crack! Crack!

“WAKE UP!!!”  Natalie screams.  She really wants her hated rival to be awake when she delivers the killing blow.  Suddenly and without warning, she feels a hand slip into the waistband of her panties and simultaneously grab her long blonde hair and she is yanked from her perch and lands on her back on the canvas.  Then Rachel’s knee drops into her neck with all the brunette jobber’s weight.  Natalie coughs and squirms.  The much weaker fighter has caught her by surprise. Rachel stands up and raises her right foot directly over Natalie’s face, menacingly.  Just when she gets her bare foot raised as high as she can, ready for a finishing stomp, Natalie kicks her square in the cunt.

PLUD!!!

“AAAAIIIIEEE!”  Rachel screams and drops onto her ass, immediately massaging her wounded cunt.

Meanwhile Ewyn finally seems to be getting Noel under control.  She has maneuvered the two of them to the corner of the ring, and still holding Noel by the waistband of her black panties, delivers a savage knee up into the raven haired girl’s nether region, lifting her a full 6 inches off the ground and setting her down into the turnbuckle, her butt resting on the middle cushion and her legs spread invitingly.  Ewyn immediately follows up with a low blow to her spread open crotch.

SPLUD!!!

With this blow Noelle’s fingers slip away from their desperate grip on Ewyn’s cream colored cotton panties.  Her arms drop limply over the back of the top rope.  She is now the mirror image of Raija, still draped over the turnbuckle in the opposite corner.   Ewyn drops to her knees with a groan of effort then punches Noel as hard as she can in her already wounded vagina.

SPLUD!!!

“GURRRK!!”  Noel squawks, fresh blood spurting from her mouth and splattering her attacker in the face.  Ewyn backs up, letting her drop all the way to the canvas, her legs help up at the knees by the bottom rope.  Noel is completely limp and at her mercy.  (Of which Ewyn has none.) 

SPLAT!!!

Ewyn delivers a low kick into Noel’s crotch.

SPLAT!!!  Another low kick to the crotch.  Noel’s arms twitch with each violent blow, but then drop back limply again immediately.  She is out cold. 

“I’M GONNA FINISH Y---UNGH!!!”  Ewyn doesn’t finish her sentence before she is punched hard in the kidney from behind.  Her body is flung forward and she collapses onto Noel’s body.  Patti then lifts a savage kick into the side of Ewyn’s head, spinning her around so she falls into a sitting position to the right of the savagely beaten Noel.  Ewyn sees Patti start to move toward her and then Natalie suddenly tackles Patti from the side and the two girls bounce into the ropes on Noel’s left and then back onto the canvas, where the two intertwined girls hit the ground with a bounce at which point they begin a deadly grappling match on the ground.

Ewyn reaches up and grabs the top rope, pulling on it to get herself up to her feet.  She sways a bit, almost losing consciousness, but again grabs the top rope to steady herself.  She shakes off the cobwebs around her head, and surveys the situation in the ring.  Beth and Gloria lay together in an unconscious heap.  Andrea and Brandi are out cold in the same exact position on the opposite side of the large squared circle.  Claudia is no longer laid out on the cement outside the ring, meaning she has probably been carted off for medical attention.  Lori is still unconscious on her back.  Alyssa’s body is still face down in a puddle of blood.  Raija is hanging limply from the top ropes in one corner, and Noel is in the exact same position on the opposite side of the ring.  She sees Rachel lying on her side, hands between her legs, moaning in agony.  She shakily stumbles over to the brunette jobber and puts her under with one quick stomp to the side of her head.  Rachel jerks violently under the blow and goes limp.  Ewyn is then just noticing Chrissy lying face down near the center of the ring when she takes a powerful punch in the face from Camille who has walked right up to Ewyn without being noticed.  In her weakened state, Ewyn drops onto her butt immediately from the punch.

“I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR YEARS FOR THIS BITCH!!!”  Camille screams and kicks Ewyn in the crotch.

“GURK!!!” Ewyn spouts.  Then Camille steps forward, grabs a clump of her short blonde hair with her left hand and delivers a series of quick punches to her face with the other. 

THUDTHUDTHUDTHUDTHUD!!!

Ewyn’s arms go limp.  Camille releases her hold and the short haired brawler flops onto her back, unconscious.  Camille stands there for a moment as if surprised by the sudden turn of events.  Then she starts to mount her prey, excited for the prospect of a long awaited revenge kill. 

THRACK!!!

But Camille is caught off guard by a solid punch from Chrissy, who has somehow managed to regain consciousness and climbed to her feet.  Camille is thrown off her victim, but not knocked down.  She tries to get to her feet but Chrissy kicks her in the face and it drops her onto her back. Chrissy quickly presses the advantage and drops into a crotch to crotch straddle mount.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

With blind fury Chrissy pummels Camille into oblivion, then pauses to catch her breath and look around.  Patti and Natalie are engaging in a savage grappling match against the ropes on the far side of the ring.  It is hard to tell who is gaining the advantage.  Mostly the two fighters seem to just be clinging to each other and occasionally lurching about.  Everyone else seems to be out.  It is truly a savage blood bath at Amazon Arena tonight. Then she sees Monique climbing through the ropes.  With a howl she sprints toward the little brunette and the two girls grab each other in a savage hair pulling fight.  They stumble all over the ring, each being careful not to trip on any of the many fallen bodies littering the blood soaked canvas. 

Meanwhile, Natalie is finally starting to get the better of Patti.  She has maneuvered herself behind the ginger haired fighter, and has her arms bent back in an agonizing wrestling hold. 

“AAAAAAAHHHH!!!” Patti is screaming in pain and desperation as she tries to free herself.  Her eyes roll up in their sockets and she starts to make some shortened strange gurgling sounds.  Patti is nearly finished!  She starts to go limp when someone suddenly grabs Natalie from behind.  It is Heather.  Heather puts Natalie in a headlock and drags her off the whimpering red head, who quickly falls forward onto her hands and knees, coughing up globs of blood.  Heather stands up, dragging Natalie to her feet as well.  Patti moves one knee forward, and then the next, making an escape attempt, but takes a savage doggy style kick to her lady parts from Heather, all while the long haired brunette bruiser is  still choking Natalie with her arm.

“URK!!!”  Patti gasps, and then Heather lifts another swift kick in the same spot. Patti yelps in agony and flops onto her belly.  Natalie twists her body desperately, trying to break out of Heather’s tight headlock to no avail.  Quickly Heather delivers a couple face punches to her blonde victim. 

THAP! THAP! THAP!

Elsewhere in the large squared circle, Monique backs Chrissy into one of the two remaining corners which doesn’t have a limp body hanging in it.  Monique has her opponent’s ponytail held tightly in both her hands, and Chrissy has both her hands buried in Monique’s short dyed black hair.   The two girls are grunting and groaning grinding their crotches together as they struggle for control of the fight.  Monique manages to press Chrissy into the corner, and puts her right foot firmly on the middle rope. She delivers a couple pelvic thrust blows to her hated enemy, weakening her (but also herself to a slightly smaller degree.   Then she makes an attempt to corner mount Chrissy by getting her left foot up on the middle rope.  However at this moment Chrissy pitches forwards and both girls land in a sprawling heap on the canvas with a loud mutual grunt.

Patti is moaning in pain as she squirms away from Heather and Natalie’s violent combat.  She is several feet away when suddenly a newly awakened Rachel is there, grabbing her by her ginger bangs.

THUD!!!

 Rachel delivers a punch to Patti’s face.  Patti is jolted but dives forward into Rachel’s midsection, flattening her and landing on top of the downed brunette fighter in red panties. Rachel is still not entirely back to her senses, and Patti is still hurting, so for a few seconds the two girls just lay there in each other’s arms moaning and occasionally twitching like exhausted  lovers during the afterglow of sex. 

Meanwhile the dark haired Luna is climbing through the ropes and looking around at the current situation in the ring.  At the moment there are three heated battles going on, a ton of blood, and everyone else looks to be unconscious.  Nobody has noticed her.  She sees Raija draped in the corner and howls with rage  (She DESPISES Raija)and sprints toward the unconscious fighter, grabs a handful of crotch in one hand, and her skinny neck in the other and pulls her off the turnbuckle with all her might.  Displaying an amazing amount of sheer brute strength, Luna hoists the unconscious Raija up high over her head and tosses her over the top rope of the ring.

SPLAT!!!

Raija lands face down on the cement with a sickening splat.  Luna looks down at her with intense hatred, hoping beyond hope that she has just gained a kill, but immediately a nurse and two mat girls run out, check on the completely limp Raija, and she is carted off to the emergency station.  Luna doesn’t have time to express her disappointment when a foot catches her from behind in the crotch.

“URK!!!”  She shrieks and is pitched forward into the ropes.  She feels herself pressed into the ropes by someone from behind.  (She doesn’t know it’s Noel, who has finally managed to come to in spite of the savage beating she received at the hands of Ewyn.)

At this point Heather finally puts Natalie under and lets her drop unconscious to the ground.   Unconcerned with her freshly defeated opponent, she looks around and sees Patti and Rachel wrestling limply and pathetically on the canvas a few feet away and moves towards them.

Chrissy mounts Monique and blasts her as hard as she can in the face.  Monique goes limp.  Chrissy briefly feels the nearly orgasmic thrill of victory for a brief moment, and begins to raise her hands in triumph, perhaps forgetting that this fight is long from being won, and then swoons dramatically from complete exhaustion and collapses unconscious on top of her defeated foe with a wet sounding PLOP! 

Noelle bends Luna’s arms back as far as they will go and presses her foot deep into the fellow raven haired fighter’s back.  Luna and she had in fact once been teammates for Team Raven in High School, but now they would just assume kill each other as look at each other.

“OOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!”  Luna moans in agony.  Her breasts are being smashed ruthlessly against the middle rope, and she still doesn’t even know who’s attacking her. 

CRACK!!!

“Unnngh..”  Luna hears the blow being delivered to her attacker just as the pressure on her back is released and turns around just in time to see Noel dropping to the canvas from the punch Charity has just delivered to the side of her head.  Without pausing to assess the situation, Luna throws a wild punch at Charity, who side steps, but still catches a bit of the blow to the side of her face.

“GUH!” Charity spouts and punches Luna in the face.  Quickly the two girls begin to engage in a violent fist fight. 

Noel begins to get up, then suddenly flops face first onto the canvas with a dull thud. 

“EEEEEEEK!!!”  Rachel and Patti squeal in surprise and pain as they are both suddenly hauled up to their feet by the powerful Heather.

CLUD!!!

She slams their heads together and they drop to their knees, arms wrapped around each other in a limp embrace.  Then Heather grabs Rachel’s curly hair and hauls her up to her wobbly feet.  Patti simply pitches forward face down and ass up.  Her purple clad buttocks shudder once and go still.  A fresh stream of bloody drool trickles out of the side of her mouth.  Heather holds Rachel up by the hair.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

A couple sharp slaps to the face rouses Rachel slightly, and Heather then swings a punch into her cunt. 

THUD!

Rachel drops to her butt, howling in pain and clutching her crotch, which already took a pounding earlier in the violent free for all. 

“Come on Fight!  Fight!”  Heather begs, raising her fists up to taunt Rachel with.  Rachel scoots away on her butt, balling like a little girl and wishing she had never entered this Battle Royale.  It looks like Heather is coming in for the kill.  Rachel is terrified.  Then suddenly a flesh, pink and blonde colored blur dives into Heather and tackles her to the canvas.  It’s Beth:  somehow back in the fight!!!  She straddles the startled Heather and starts wailing on her face.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Blood explodes everywhere.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Beth pounds away at Heather’s skull with both fists.  Her rage is evident in the twisted expression of hatred and determination on her face.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Suddenly Heather’s arms and legs stiffen then drop to the canvas.  A KILL!!!! BETH HAS GOTTEN A KILL!!!! HEATHER IS FINISHED!!!

The victorious fighter rises slowly off her victim, her fists dripping with Heather’s blood.  Her large sweaty breast heave up and down as she wipes some blood off her mouth with the back of her arm, and then she spots Rachel, cowering on the canvas a few feet away.

“You’re next!”  She promises as she rises slowly over Heather’s corpse.  Rachel suddenly rolls over crawls frantically away as fast as she can, and clambers out of the ring.  She runs as fast as she can down the aisle to booing and hissing.  She is balling like a baby and her panties are soaked with urine.  The spectators pelt the terrified fighter with trash, half eaten hot dogs, and beer cups both full and empty as she scurries down the aisle and out of the arena. 

“COWARD!!!” Beth screams after her, but then someone grabs her by the ponytail and the waist band of her panties from behind.  It is Inga, the last girl in the Battle Royale to have her name drawn.  She and Beth have “fought” several times, and each time Inga has woken up in the hospital days later.  Now, with her foe already weakened, is her chance to exact revenge.  She whips Beth towards the ropes, and when the blonde bounces back towards her, flattens her with a savage clothesline.

THUD!!!

Inga follows up the clothesline with a kick to Beth’s crotch.  

“UNGH!” Beth grunts in pain.  

Charity and Luna are still grasping each other in a loose bear hug and stumbling around the ring, occasionally exchanging punches to each other’s bellies.

Monique and Chrissy, still lying in a heap on the canvas, both begin to come to at the same time. It takes them both a split second to remember what is going on, and they savagely wrap their arms and legs around each other, squeezing with all their strength. Crotch to crotch, belly to belly, the two girls wrestle for a mount, rolling their bodies over and over again.  Suddenly Monique finds herself on top of the fight.

CRUNCH!!!

A viscous punch to the face shatters the bridge of Chrissy’s nose and she shrieks in agony and terror.  Monique quickly scrambles up Chrissy’s body, planting her crotch securely over the poor girl’s broken nose and mouth.  Her legs kick and spasm violently, but she doesn’t last long before she goes completely limp.  Monique continues to ride Chrissy’s face for a moment, getting a momentary bit of sexual climax from her sudden victory.   She looks up and sees Charity and Luna trading punches several feet away on one side of the ring, and then looks over to see Beth and Inga circling each other warily on the other side.  Monique slides her crotch comfortably down Chrissy’s face and rests with a grunt on her neck. She decides the best thing to do is wait out the battle and see who is coming out on top.

“AAAIIIEEE!!!”  Inga suddenly shrieks in agony as Beth suddenly manages to slip her fingers into the front of her skimpy leopard print panties.  She mercilessly squeezes the gypsy girl’s womanhood in her powerful fingers with her right hand, then grabs her left breast with her other hand and digs her claws in, squirting blood out of the freshly opened wounds.

“AAAAAAHHH!!!  I GIVE I GIVE I GIVE!!!”  Inga wails in vain.  Beth backs her into the ropes, then suddenly rips her hand out of Inga’s crotch, completely de-pubing her in the process.

“Ohhhhh…” Inga cries.

WHUMP!!!

Without releasing her grip on Inga’s ravaged breast, Beth lifts a knee into Inga’s crotch. 

THUD!

Again.

THUD!

Again. 

THUD!!!

Beth allows her victim to drop to her hands and knees.  Inga is whimpering like a whipped child.  Slowly and with great effort she crawls away from her tormentor.  Beth simply follows her slowly.  Then finally she steps around Inga, reaches down and grabs her head by each side of her face, and with a nasty snarl…

CRUNCH!!!

She twists Inga’s neck with all her strength, breaking it instantly.  Inga flops face first to the canvas with a thud.  ANOTHER KILL!!!

“YAAAAAHHHH!!”  Beth takes a moment to mark her victory, placing her foot firmly on Inga’s back and raising her fists to the stadium lights.  The fresh kill has given her a nice sexual jolt, and this helps her ignore the aches and pains ravaging her own body from the violent melee.  Her blue eyes dart about, trying to ascertain what’s going on in the ring.  Charity and Luna are still engaging in a circling bare knuckled boxing match, neither seeming to gain or lose ground. 

She looks over to her right, and she and Monique seem to see each other at the same time.  Monique’s eyes widen and she jumps up off the defeated Chrissy, turns tail, and tries to run.  Beth is too fast for her though, and runs her down just as she reaches the ropes and lifts a leg through to make her escape.  Beth snags her by the waistband of her green cotton panties and a handful of hair and yanks her violently back into the ring, sending her sprawling onto the canvas. 

“NO PLEASE!” Monique shrieks, raising her hands.  “I DON’T WANNA FIGHT ANYMORE! I DON’T WANNA FIGHT ANYMORE!!!  WAHHHH!!!!  GLUH!”

Monique’s screams are suddenly cut short by a viscous stomp to the head from behind!  It is Ewyn, who has once again managed to regain consciousness. Monique’s arms and legs splay out.  She is out cold from the single stomp.

“DIE YOU WORTHLESS SLUT!!!” Ewyn screams as she raises her right foot up high in the air for a kill.

“OOF!!”  Right before she can deliver the final blow, Beth slams her foot into Ewyn’s exposed crotch, dropping the short haired fighter to her butt with a high pitched yelp.

“BITCH!!!” Beth screams.  “That was MY kill!!!” 

Ewyn is rubbing her crotch and butt scooting away from her attacker as fast as she can manage. Beth walks slowly towards the retreating Ewyn.

Luna and Charity have very nearly worn each other out.  Both girls are exhausted from their violent fist fight.  They are both scared, hurt and barely conscious as they shamble about, weakly clutching each other’s bodies.  Suddenly a fresh wave of determination (motivated by sheer fear of death) comes over the two of them, and they wrap their arms around each other tightly and commence a mutual bear hug.

“OOOOOHhhh….”  Both girls groan loudly.  They stumble about the ring blindly.  Their bodies collide with the ropes and they are bounced forward, at which point they pitch over the ass up form of Patti, which sends them both tumbling to the canvas in a twisted heap of arms and legs.  It is Luna who lands on top, and she immediately takes advantage of her sudden luck.

THUD!THUD!THUD!THUD!!!

Relentlessly she pummels Charity in the face. Charity is all out of steam.  Luna reaches way back with a wind up.

CLUD!!!

She finishes Charity off with a double fisted hammer blow to the middle of the face that pretty much flattens her nose.  Charity’s arms and legs drop to the canvas.  She is out.  Luna straddles her for vanquished foe for a moment, not really seeming to comprehend her victory.  Then she  slowly slides off her foe and onto her butt with a dull thud and a grunt of pain.  Luna sits there for a moment trying to catch her breath, and never sees Patti get up and walk slowly over to her.

Meanwhile Beth has slowly and deliberately stridden over to Ewyn, who is still rubbing her numbed cunt and staring up at her attacker with what seems to be terror in her eyes.  (An emotion Ewyn has rarely if ever displayed in her long violent career in Green Tower City.)

 CRACK!!!

Beth punches straight down into Ewyn’s upturned face.  Her body shudders and she plops limply onto her back, her arms splayed out to either side uselessly.  She is almost out cold.  With a quiet grunt of determination, Beth lifts her leg up, then plops down into a crotch to crotch straddle.  She takes a moment to catch her breath while straddling Ewyn, who doesn’t seem to have any fight left in her. Beth’s breast heave up and down as she regards her weakened opponent, then suddenly she reaches down and wraps her fingers tightly around Ewyn’s throat and squeezes.  Ewyn’s eyes bulge and she kicks her feet weakly.  Beth has her.  

“HUNG?!?”  Luna’s surprise is unmistakable as Patti suddenly lifts her up slightly by her long black pony tail. She thought the purple pantied red head was out of this fight for good.

SPLAT!!!

Patti delivers a savage punch to Luna’s face that puts her straight down to her back.  She is laying there twitching. Patti knee drops into Luna’s face, knocking her out cold.  Then she looks up to see Beth straddling Ewyn.  Her fingers are wrapped around the other girl’s throat.  Ewyn is kicking, lurching, spitting globs of blood up into Beth’s face. 

“GURK!!!”

Ewyn’s legs stiffen and go limp as Beth feels a sudden warmth in her crotch as Ewyn pisses herself as she expires.  Her eyes glaze over and her tongue lolls out of her mouth.  Beth tightens her fingers a little more, shakes the limp girl by the throat, then slowly rises.

IT’S ANOTHER KILL! ANOTHER KILL!!!

Then Beth takes a sucker punch to the back of the head.  She gets up and stumbles for a moment, rubbing the back of her stinging head.  She turns around to see Patti standing there, fists up and ready for battle.

“Come on you blonde fucking WHORE!!!”  Patti shrieks shrilly.  “Let’s end this!  Let’s fucking FI-“

CRACK!!!

Patti’s shit talking is ended abruptly be a jab to the face from Beth.  She stumbles back, her world suddenly spinning.  Her head woozy.

“Unnnggghh???’ she stammers.

“RAAAAAAAH!!!” 

And Beth lets out a savage howl as she delivers a savage uppercut that almost takes Patti’s head clean off. The massive blow sends the red head tumbling into the ropes, where she immediately flips over the top rope and lands face down on the cement with a sickening splat.  Her body lurches and she goes limp.  Beth sneers down at her and is disappointed when he realizes the red head is still breathing. 

DING! DING! DING!

“WE HAVE A WINNER!!!! WE HAVE A WINNER!!!”

Beth stands in the center of the blood soaked ring poised in a victory salute, showing the cheering crowd her tight bulgy muscles.  She takes a moment to survey the carnage all around her, and is disappointed to realize many of the girls lying about on the canvas are still breathing. 

“BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH!”

The crowd is chanting her name.

Beth first walks over to Ewyn’s prone corpse.  She picks her left leg up, hold it high, reaches down and slides the dead brawler’s urine soaked cream colored cotton panties off.  She then let’s her leg drop lifelessly to the canvas with a dull thud.  Next she walks over to where Inga is lying face down.  She grabs her by the ponytail and the waistband of her fuzzy leopard print panties and drags her over to where Ewyn is.  She pulls Inga’s panties off in one quick fluid motion, then lets the naked corpse flop wetly down onto the other dead fighter’s body.  Lastly she walks over to where Heather is lying supine on her back, what’s left of her face barely recognizable.  She drags Heather by the hair over to her growing little pile of kills, yanks her blue and green striped panties off, completing her collection of kill trophies, and lets Heather lay on her back on top of the embracing bodies of Ewyn and Inga.  Then, holding the three pairs of panties in one hand high above her head she lifts her right foot up and places it on Heather’s chest.

“AWOOOOOOO!!!!” Beth cuts loose with a blood curdling victory howl that reverberates throughout the arena.  

“BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH! BETH!”

Beth sees me watching from one of the body free corners of the ring.  In an amazing display of sweetness considering the brutal carnage she has just engaged in, she smiles and winks at me, then lifts her foot off her pile of kills and walks towards me, swaying her hips seductively.  I let her corner mount me, just like she would one of her victims, and she pulls the front of her panties down slightly, sliding herself down onto the shaft of my hardened penis with a low moan of pleasure.  

As she has in fact taken a bit of a pounding for her victory, I allow Beth to simply have her way with me at her own leisure, and she humps me in front of the whole cheering crowd while the various wounded and unconscious fighters are carried out on stretchers.

The naked corpses are left until last, and are unceremoniously drug out of the ring and out into the dark night.  Their fate is unknown to me.  Then, as Beth continues to move her pelvis up and down on top of me, a dozen mat girls in white panties and bras enter and begin the laborious task of cleaning all the blood and other various bodily fluids from the canvas.  (It will take them the rest of the night to finish this task.)

Beth finishes me and sighs with great pleasure.  She slides down out of her mounting position and allows me to cradle her in my arms.  She is exhausted and whispers in my ear that she would like me to come stay the night at her house with her.  It is the first time such an offer had been presented.  Usually Beth likes a quick victory fuck after her wins, and then disappears.

Tonight I will get to witness her adding three more pairs of panties to her trophy collection, which, as it turns out, she keeps arranged on the wall above the head of her bed.  

Epilogue:  The stats earned for the 47 minutes of bloody melee are as follows. 

Beth receives 19 victories, and 3 kills.

Each loser receives 1 loss.    (Including the kills, who are documented with 1 final loss to their now permanent fight records.)

Rachel receives not only a loss on her record, but a humiliation as she ran away from the combat, not that it really does much to sully her already sad reputation.

Lori is the one fighter besides Beth to get anything other than a loss added to her record.  In addition to the inevitable loss that must be recorded, she also receives 1 kill.  (A rare circumstance in the city indeed, to receive a loss and a kill from a fight.)  

THE END

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