“And on this side…her opponent, in the lime green panties
with dark green bordering….TRIXIE!!!” About the same amount of cheers, applause
and boos. It seems these two have about an equal fan base.
DING! DING! DING!
The two women step forward, raise their fists, and slowly
circle. Each is wary of the other, being
veteran fighters. After a couple passes
they lunge into each other.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
A nasty fist fight ensues
After a couple minutes they are both bloody and they lock up into a
bearhug and begin to stagger around the mat.
The crowd chants:
“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”
THUD! Trixie slams a
punch deep into Nicole’s gut and her whole body is briefly lifted off her
feet. She grunts and immediately returns
the gut blow.
THUD! Trixie grunts
as she is lifted off her feet in the exact same manner. She swiftly returns the blow.
THUD!
This goes on for several rounds.
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
Then Nicole slaps Trixie in the face.
CRACK!!! The pig tailed fighter is sent staggering
backward, shaking her head from the stunning unexpected blow. Nicole swiftly steps forward and jabs her in
the face.
PLAP! Trixie sprays blood into the overhead lights
as she stumbles backward drunkenly, her arms pinwheeling. She drops to her ass.
THUD! Nicole rushes in and grabs her by one
pigtail. She cocks her fist.
THUD! Trixie punches her in the crotch.
“GAK!” Nicole squawks in agony and staggers back a
few steps. Trixie drops to all
fours. Nicole drops to her butt. Trixie crawls towards her. Nicole pitches forward onto her hands and
knees and crawls forward. They collide
belly to belly in the center of the mat and topple to their sides. Their arms and legs wrap around each
other. They both let out a mingled moan
of pain, fear and desperation.
“OOOOHhhhhhOoohHhhhh…”
They reach
for each other’s hair.
“UNGH! OH!
OH! OH! UNGH!”
They begin
to roll across the mat, legs intertwined,
bellies pressed together, hands gripping
each other by the hair. First one is on
top, then the other. They roll to one side of the mat, almost off, and then
start to roll the other way. About
halfway back across Nicole finally secures a mount and prevents Trixie from rolling
her back over.
THRACK! She SMASHES Trixie in the face with a NASTY
blow. Trixie lurches and goes limp. She’s out! Nicole quickly scampers up her body, sliding
her crotch across the pig tailed fighter’s belly before settling into a chest
straddling mount. She snatches one of
Trixie’s pig tails, pulls her head off the mat, poises her fist over her face,
pauses then drills her.
THUD!!!
Blood
splatters the air. Trixie’s feet twitch
slightly. Nicole punches her again.
THUD!
And again.
THUD!
And on and
on until the warning bell is finally rung to stop the fight. This is not a death match, after all.
THUD!
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!DING!
A veteran
fighter like Nicole knows not to violate the rules of the venue, and she
immediately lets Trixie’s head flop to the mat and stands up over her,
betraying no injury of her own though she herself is battered bruised and
bloody. She places a foot victoriously
on Trixie’s neck and raises her arms, displaying her small but perfectly rounded
muscles. Hard muscles that she has used again and again
to put down other women with ease. She
gives her heel the slightest twist and Trixie’s body gives a tiny reflexive
jerk. Nicole is displaying her dominance
now. She is showing that were this a
death match, Trixie would be finished for good right now. Nicole is the
superior woman.
“HERE IS YOUR WNNER…NICOLE!!!”
She holds her pose long enough to take a few deep breaths, her perky grapefruit sized breasts rising up and down, then she quickly steps off her victim, pivots and strolls into the darkness surrounding the brightly lit fighting mat, where she takes Ishmael by the hand and leads him out of the fighting arena and towards her house in the suburbs of Green Tower City.
A nurse and
two mat girls quickly rush up onto the mat to tend to Trixie, who needs
immediate medical attention. She will be
in the hospital for a while.
As soon as we get out onto the street Nicole leans into me for
support and we walk slowly the rest of the way.
She is hurt and exhausted.
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