Friday, July 24, 2020

10-19-2475 Rachel vs. Randi



After breakfast, I head over to The Junior Fight Ring, where the opening scheduled match up should be an interesting battle between two of the weakest jobbers currently in the city, Rachel and Randi. Rachel has been in the city almost as long as I have and has one of the lowest win to loss records on record, whereas Randi has only been here a few months and hasn’t won a fight yet!  This should be an interesting fight.  I always love to see two jobbers go at it.  You never know who will win these match ups. I finish up my meal and Doctor Green and I head out the door and make our way over to The Junior Fight Ring.  We arrive a little early but management here is ALWAYS pleased to see us and they open up the doors and let me come sit down in my usual ring side seat.  Word soon gets out that I am in attendance and the venue quickly fills up all around me. 

“LADIES AND ISHMAEL! WELCOME TO THE JUNIOR FIGHT RING!”

Wild cheers and applause boom out from the all female spectators surrounding me.  I take a sip of my cocktail.

“FOR OUR FIRST MATCH UP….A JOBBER FIGHT!”

Many explosive cheers ring out.  Jobber fights are always a favorite.  Of course, so are one sided fights, long epic battles, pretty much any kind of fight is happily regarded here in Green Tower City.

“NOW APPROACHING THE RING….IN THE RED PANTIES AND MATCHING WRESTLING BOOTS….RACHEL!”

Boos hisses and laughter greet the curly haired brunette girl as she walks down the aisle towards the ring.  She shouts insults back at many of the spectators as she walks, and almost dives into the crowd after a particularly nasty heckler, but she knows that will not work out in her favor and she continues to make her way to the ring.  She sees me sitting in my ring side seat and seems to forget all about the cat calling spectators and rushes over to straddle my lap for a pre-fight make out session.

“MMmmmmm”  she moans with pleasure as she dismounts me.

“I’m glad you’re here to see me win another fight baby!”  She says as she walks towards the ring.  Considering she almost never wins a fight it seems like an odd thing to say.  She climbs through the ropes and goes to her corner.

“RACHEL IS 23 YEARS OLD!   HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 19 WINS….52 LOSSES AND 0 KILLS!”

“BOOOO!!!!!”

“YOU SUCK BITCH!!”

“GO BACK TO THE SUBURBS LOSER!”

Rachel simply stretches against the turnbuckles in her corner of the ring.

“AND NOW APPROACHING THE RING…IN THE LIGHT BLUE PIN STRIPED PANTIES…RANDI!!!”

A small murmur goes up from the crowd as the blonde curly haired jobber runs down the aisle.  If any fighter other than maybe Jeannie or Melinda was more pathetic than Rachel,  this is it.  Randi also spots me sitting in my ring side chair and runs over, excitedly climbing into my lap for a lap dance and make out session.  Rachel sneers at us from inside the ring.

A few minutes pass and Randi finally dismounts me and slowly climbs into the ring, keeping a cautious eye on Rachel, who seems ready to pounce on her immediately.   Randi goes to her corner.

“RANDI IS 25 YEARS OLD!  HER PRO RECORD STANDS AT 0 WINS, 15 LOSSES…AND 0 KILLS!!!”

“BOOOOOO!!!!”

“HSSSSSSSS!!!”

There doesn’t seem to be too much love for either of these girls, but still, one of them will end up winning this fight. 

A few moments pass while the young jobbers glare at each other from their respective corners.  Then, finally…

DING! DING! DING!

Rachel and Randi step out of their corners and slowly walk towards each other.  When they get about ten feet away from the center of the ring they begin to circle with their arms outstretched.  Slowly, cautiously side stepping around the center of the ring.  They both look a little nervous now that the fight has officially begun.  They make 2 full rotations and start another.  Rachel takes a step forward but hesitates, then Randi does the same.  Then, without warning, they both lunge forward and exchange a couple wild punches that glance off the side of each other’s heads.

THUD! THUD!

Then they lock up in a hair pulling bear hug.

“UNGH!!!”

“ACK!!!!”

“YOU SLUT!!!”

“OH! OH! OH! OH!”

They stagger around the ring in a drunken slow dance, fingers tangled in each other’s curly hair.  The crowd starts to get worked up.

“YEAH!!!”

“YANK THAT BITCH’S HAIR OUT!”

“COME ON FIGHT! FIGHT!”

Rachel raises one of her booted feet and slams the heel into Randi’s crotch, still yanking on her long blonde curly hair while pressing her boot into the girls’ crotch.  Randi lets out a tortured howl of agony.

“AAAAAAAAIIIIIEEEEE!!!”  She lets go of Rachel’s hair and reaches down for her boot, but then Rachel kicks forward, sending her tumbling backward.

“UNGH!”  Randi’s arms pinwheel as she stumbles backward.  Rachel takes a couple steps back.  Randi manages to stay on her feet.  Suddenly the two jobbers raise their fits and lunge forward into another exchange of punches.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

The crowd explodes with excitement as the two jobbers lay into each other.  If either of them were fighting a more able opponent they would certainly have been finished off by now, but when you put two weak fighters against each other, you sometimes end up with a decent brawl.

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

Blood sprinkles the air as Rachel and Randi pummel each other.  After several intense seconds of fist fighting they collapse into a bear hug, panting and moaning with exhaustion, fear and agony.

“OOohhhh…you fucking CUNT!”  Rachel hisses as she presses into her opponents sweaty body.

“…(gasp!)…I’ll fucking….(gasp)…waste you…(gasp!)…”  Randi responds breathlessly and they stagger around the ring, clutching each other around the waist. 

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”  The crowd starts its usual chant.  The bloodthirsty women of Green Tower City are SO predictable.

At pretty much the same time, Randi and Rachel reach up and grab each other by the hair with both hands.  Still grinding their bellies together they yank and tug at each other’s thick curly hair, letting out anguished grunts and occasional yelps of pain.

“UNGH!”

“OHHH!!!”

“AAAHHH!!!!”

“OH! OH! OH!”

They begin to stumble from one end of the ring to the other, neither girl gaining any clear advantage.  Finally Rachel manages to push Randi into a corner.  She lets go of the blonde’s hair with her right hand and gives her a nasty face slap.

CRACK!!!

“OOOhhhh!!!”  Randi moans in pain and slumps into the turnbuckles.  Rachel places one booted foot on the bottom rope for leverage and bucks her pelvis into her foe’s crotch.

THUD!!!

“UNGH!”  Randi lets out a loud grunt.  It’s starting to look like Rachel is wearing her down.  They are both lousy fighters, but the brunette has a bit more experience now, not to mention a slight tactical advantage with her wrestling boots.  Rachel slaps her again.

CRACK!!!

Randi’s head is thrown to the side, and it is clear she would topple to the canvas if Rachel wasn’t pressed up against her.

“COME ON!  COME ON AND FIGHT!”  Rachel howls, suddenly seeming very confident in her ability to defeat this opponent.

THUD!  She knees her in the crotch, making Randi’s limp body lurch against the turnbuckles.

“YEAH!!! FINISH HER!”  Someone in the crowd shouts.   Rachel suddenly has a fan.

THUD!!!  She knees Randi in the crotch again.  Then she places her left foot on the bottom rope, keeping Randi’s limp body pinned into the corner with her crotch.  She slaps her again.

CRACK!!!  Then she grabs Randi’s hair with both hands and lifts her right foot, placing it on the middle rope.  Randi’s legs twitch slightly as she is being corner mounted.  Rachel then lifts her left leg and now she is standing on the middle ropes with both feet, keeping her barely conscious victim pinned into the corner.   She keeps Randi’s hair firmly gripped in her left hand and cocks her right fist.

CRACK!!!

NOBODY sees the face slap from Randi coming, and Rachel’s head is thrown back from the impressive force of the blow.  She topples backward, but does not let go of Randi’s hair pulling her down with her as she falls. 

THUD!!!

The tangled bodies of the fighters hit the canvas HARD, with Randi on top.  Rachel’s arms and legs splay out limply and Randi lies on top of her, twitching.  The crowd boos and hisses.

“COME ONE!  FIGHT!”

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

Randi finally lets out a long tortured moan as she rolls off of her seemingly unconscious opponent.  She crawls away on her hands and knees, reaching the far side of the ring where she clings to the bottom rope for a few seconds before beginning to pull herself up.  She seems winded and disoriented.  Rachel is still laying on her back, but starts to writhe around and also lets out a low moan.  The crowd continues to chant.

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT”  Randi manages to pull herself up to her feet and looks around, as if trying to remember where she is or what she is doing.  Finally she sees Rachel who is struggling to get up to her hands and knees.  Randi lets go of the rope and almost tumbles back to the canvas as she stumbles to where her opponent is.  She reaches down and grabs her by the hair and waistband of her red cotton panties.  

“…(gasp!)…come on….(gasp!)  get UP!...(gasp!)…”  Rachel lets out a low tortured moan as she is yanked up, and suddenly slugs Randi in the crotch.

THUD!!!

Randi immediately lets go of Rachel and drops to her butt.  

“OOOOhhhhhh…”  She moans as she massages her wounded vagina.  Rachel also drops to her butt and both girls scoot away from each other, looking terrified, exhausted and injured. 

The crowd begins booing and hissing almost immediately.  

“COME ON YOU STUPID BITCHES!  FIGHT!” 

Slowly the two fighters regain their composure and begin to circle each other on their hands and knees, each of them gasping heavily as they suck in huge breaths of air.  After a couple rotations they cautiously rise up and walk on their knees towards each other.  

CRACK!!! Randi slaps Rachel in the face.

CRACK!!! Rachel immediately returns the blow and then they lock up in a kneeling bear hug.

“OOHHH!!!”

“Unghhhh…”

They buck their bellies together several times, trying to knock the wind out of each other, then they slap together again and hook their fingers into the waistbands of each other’s panties.

“OOOOHhhhOOOHhhh!!”  They let out a mutual moan of determination and pain, then they tumble to their sides and wrap their legs around each other.  The crowd begins to warm up again as they start to wrestle around on the canvas.  Rachel gains a straddle mount and throws a punch but it glances  off the side of the blonde’s face.  Randi then gets her calves around Rachel’s neck and brings her down to the canvas.

THUD!!!  Randi frantically mounts her opponent and winds up for a punch but Rachel boots her in the face and Randi falls onto her back.  Rachel crawls forward and snatches Randi by the hair.

“ENOUGH OF THIS!  I’M GOING TO FINISH YOU!”  Rachel howls and begins to stand up, hauling the whimpering blonde to her feet as well. She walks Randi to the corner and slams her face into the top turnbuckle.

THUD!!!  Blood splatters the silver pad and Rachel hauls the blonde’s head back for another bolw, but Randi surprises her by grabbing HER hair and…

THUD!!!

Rachel’s face hits the turnbuckle and more blood splatters.  Completely taken by surprise, she slumps forward and hangs off the corner like a limp ragdoll.  Randi almost tumbles to the canvas but grabs the top rope and holds herself up. 

The crowd is cheering wildly.  This has actually turned into a decent brawl.

“UUUunnnghh…”  Rachel lets out a long low groan of pain and turns over, then slumps down again, her back supported by the ropes. 

“…I’ll…(gasp)…kill you…(gasp)…for that…(gasp)…” she croaks, but then Randi swings her leg around and brings it straight up into the bridge of Rachel’s crotch, briefly lifting her off her feet.

THUD!!!

“OOOOOOOH!”  Rachel screams as her womanhood is destroyed with an awful POP.  Randi stumbles back to admire her work and Rachel drops to her butt, moaning in agony.  Randi moves in swiftly, climbing up onto the bottom rope with both feet, she grabs Rachel’s hair with her left hand, poises her right fist above the whimpering brunette’s face, and savagely goes to work.

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

The crowd explodes as Randi POUNDS away mercilessly at Rachel’s bloody and bruised face.  Blood splatters the canvas all around as Randi punches and punches and punches.

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

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

As the frantic chimes of the Warning Bell ring out over the small arena, a City Mod climbs up onto the apron of the ring, ready to put a stop to the beating if necessary., but Randi steps down off the rope, and then collapses onto her butt with a dull thud.

THUD!!

She sits there gasping for air.  You can almost see her heart pounding in her chest.  Rachel is out cold.  Occasionally her legs give a little reflexive jerk but it is clear that this fight is OVER!



“I WON! (pant!)…(pant!)…(pant!)  I WON THE FIGHT! I WON THE FIGHT!”  Randi exclaims excitedly.  Then, after several seconds of catching her breath and regaining her composure, she struggles to her feet, using the ropes to help, and drags Rachel out to the center of the ring by her feet, where she lets her flop spread eagled to the canvas.

THUD!



Rachel’s limp form twitches slightly, then goes completely limp, her arms and legs spreading out as far as they can naturally go.  Randi places  a foot on her chest and raises her arms, victoriously.

DING! DING! DING!

“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT….RANDI!!!”

The crowd cheers for the young blonde, who is clearly soaking it up with delight.  This is the first time she has won a fight since the fight she won against the other catfight actress a long time ago, and the experience is clearly exhilarating.  As I climb into the ring and approach her to give her her just reward, she smiles at me and pulls me in close for a kiss, still holding her foot down on her vanquished opponent.

“DID YOU SEE?  DID YOU SEE HOW I FINISHED HER OFF BABY?”  She exclaims excitedly as we begin to make out to the delight of the thundering spectators.

THE END


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