WARNING: This is an extreme fantasy with absolutely no founding in reality. If extremish violence and/or fatal-finish combat disturb you then do not read further, seriously.
The Talent Scout
Chapter III
Going Pro
No matter their skill, no matter what they did to qualify, no matter their league, all new additions to the pro circuit had to live in the recruit apartments for their first year. With cameras capturing their every move, the fighting women were encouraged to make that first year an interesting one.
The "Best Bust" apartments were some of the largest the pro circuits had, and were far from the most deadly. From her balcony, Summer faced the "Bone Breakers" dishevelled apartments. Many of the windows of that stunted shithole were busted out, and Summer counted three bodies lying still on it's roof. It was a wonder that any of that group's fighters made it to the real big leagues.
It had been three weeks since Summer and Wyatt had moved in to her new apartment (her personal mentor Eve had her own room, even if she spent every night she was around in Summer's). In that time she had blasted her way onto the pro scene, brutalising, beating and smothering opponents in all kinds of venues.
Summer had spent all last night celebrating her first pro kill. While it hadn't been much of a match, her petite Asian opponent dead against the ropes four minutes in, Summer was still elated at the milestone. Drinking with Eve, fucking Wyatt and watching and rewatching her various wins far into the night, none of them had woken up before noon.
By the time they got up, there was a note in Summer's challenge box. It just said "Your room, tonight, you die." and was signed, "love and 'hugs' -Codi"
Codi- Much like Summer, the blonde Codi was a Scouted Talent that had only recently joined the pro league. Signing on just before Summer, Codi had taken a slightly more bloody approach to her first two months. Like many pro recruits (and few that ever made it through their first year) Codi had immediately set about slaughtering every fighter she could get her hands on. With fifteen kills since going pro, Codi enjoys murdering fighters in their own rooms the night after their first kill.
Summer didn't bother agreeing to the private match, if she left her door unlocked, Codi would come. Spending what remained of her day exercising and shifting the furniture to allow an unimpeded fight, Summer waited for her apparent enemy to arrive.
Dressing in the stretchy pink fishnet top and leggings that were quickly becoming her pro outfit, Summer spent the evening watching some of Eve's old pro fights. It was almost 11:00 before her door clicked open, her ambush bell tinkling as Codi casually walked in.
Codi's manager Jason was right on the strutting blonde's heels. He carried a personal camera for Codi's own records. Summer's apartment, like the entire building, would capture any fights from multiple angles, but the blonde liked Jason's personal touch.
Like Summer, Codi's black top was made of a dangerous stretchy material. If it was pulled up around their throats, it would not break before they were choked to death.
Ignoring Summer entirely, Codi fawned over the bored looking Eve on the couch. The busty brunette veteran's eyes slipped right past the blonde and hungrily fixed on Jason's shorts with unwavering intensity.
"Hey, slut!" Fed up with the blonde's ignoring her, Summer decided to call Codi out for the inevitable confrontation. "Either go down on her already or put up your fists!"
Without turning, Codi abruptly snapped into a charge. Flying into a tackle aimed to slam in right under the brunette's heavy breasts.
The air was blasted from Summer's lungs as she was flung to the ground with Codi crashing down on top of her. The blonde flailed just as blindly as Summer as they slapped at one another.
Mounting her enemy with practised ease, Codi locked her knees around Summer's middle. Cocking her fist back, she dug fingers into the brunette's mesh top to anchor herself. Gagging in surprise as her own top was gripped from behind, she fell backwards with a yelp.
Summer grunted with exertion as she quickly tried to trap the squirming Codi. Managing to grip the blonde's head between her thighs, she launched an awkward salvo into her attacker's ribs.
Screaming more out of frustration than pain, Codi rammed her elbow straight down, right between Summer's legs. Freed as the brunette squawked in pain, Codi rolled away to reorient.
Sitting up, Summer glared across at the kneeling Codi as she rubbed her bruised pussy. The blonde was chuckling as she sneered back, "I'm gonna rip those tits off and smother you with them, bitch."
The blonde once again lunged at Summer, fingers outstretched like claws as she went straight for the brunette's tits. Summer's fist rocketed into Codi's mouth as she flew forward, knocking her off course and to the side.
Twisting her hand behind Codi's head, Summer wrapped it in the stretchy black material. Getting to her knees, Summer hauled back on the blonde's top as she tried to plant a knee on the woman's back.
Once again elbowing Summer in the crotch, Codi scrambled away gasping for air as she dragged her top off completely with one hand. She had the treacherous clothing half-off when Summer grabbed her from behind by it. Shrieking, "Fuck!" the blonde was pulled backwards by the pissed off brunette.
With one of Codi's arms trapped next to her neck, Summer wasn't able to properly use the black top as a noose. Twisting wildly, the two rolled across the open floor between couches. Summer rained down punches on Codi's head while the blonde in return slammed her elbow back repeatedly into the brunette's tits and ribs as their small crowd excitedly watched on.
The last three times one of Wyatt's girls had gone up against another Scouted Talent fighter, he had lost them. Watching Summer struggle with the wild and screaming Codi, he hoped this fight went a different way.
Codi's Talent Scout, Jason, had no worries that his fighter wouldn't turn things around. The blonde was a real survivor and her wild thrashing was only getting more intense while Summer was wincing in pain with each strike. He zoomed in the camera on Summer's tits as they were flattened over and over again.
Unlike the sitting men, Eve paced around the room behind the couches. While she could care less who actually won, watching the two fighters struggle was turning her on in ways even Wyatt's cock couldn't handle. Since killing Wendy a few weeks ago, she'd been getting antsy for the old days when she frequently fought and killed women for nothing more than the thrill of carnage.
Summer finally let go of Codi when the blonde dug sharp nails in under her underwear, raking them up and into Summer's sensitive cunt. Throwing the blonde away with all her strength, Summer scooted backwards, a bloody patch blossoming on her wounded crotch.
Codi fell forward hard, smashing her head on the light padding Summer had spread over the hardwood flooring. Coughing and redfaced, the blonde finally threw her stretched out top away, regretting not entering the place naked as Jason had suggested.
Blonde and brunette recovered as one, Codi whipping around as Summer tried to pounce on her back. Twisting awkwardly on the spot, the blonde's head was slammed against the floor as her knee went right up and between Summer's legs. Her vision blurring as she once again whacked her skull, it was then obscured entirely as Summer's tits slammed down on her face.
Knocked up higher on to Codi by the agonising knee to her already wounded crotch, Summer still took advantage of the situation. Pressing her breasts down as hard as she could, the perfect smother came easily to the brunette by now. Gritting her teeth as the blonde unrestrainedly pounded on her sides with balled fists.
Forcing Summer up high, Codi gasped for air as the dangerous boobs left her mouth. Still blinded by titflesh, the blonde screamed in sudden pain as Summer's knee crashed unexpectedly into her cunt.
Summer reared back as Codi was still stunned by the sudden blow. Grabbing the blonde by her perky tit, Summer smashed her fist down as hard as she could on the upturned face.
Snarling, Codi dug nails into the soft underside of Summer's boob, trapping her hand in pink mesh. Shoving hard, she tried to get the brunette off her.
Flailing to keep her balance, Summer's finger's found Codi's belly-button ring. Locking her fingers around the platinum jewellery, Summer ripped her hand backwards.
Codi uttered an ear-piercing shriek as blood sprayed into the air from her torn navel. Screaming in pain, the blonde's legs kicked spasmodically as she thrashed against the floor.
"That's what you get for not wearing a falsy, you stupid slut!" Summer yelled into the frantic eyes of the blonde before pounding a fist down hard between them. Gripping Codi's hair so hard she nearly tore out a handful, Summer slugged the wailing woman across the face over and over again.
Codi drooled blood as she was slackly dragged to her knees. Summer faced the defeated blonde towards her man. Smugly, the brunette made sure Codi saw what she wanted her to.
Jason was no longer taping the fight, instead aiming his hand camera at Eve's bouncing tits as the brunette rode him as hard as she could. Focusing down, Jason was clearly more interested in the shot of his cock disappearing into Eve's pussy than in his losing fighter's plight.
Codi sobbed as Summer pulled her face around and up. Hugging the blonde's head, Summer pulled her pink top down over the blonde hair, trapping the beaten woman in a titsmother she didn't even fight to escape.
A puddle of piss joined the pool of blood forming under Codi as she kneeled on the rough mat. Summer looked up and smiled at one of the black circles that hid a watching camera.
Summer eventually let the limp corpse fall to the ground, facedown in it's own puddle of fear. Placing a foot on the back of Codi's head, she flexed for a camera facing her at eye level from the wall. Her chosen victory photo was taken from that shot, with Eve riding Jason in the direct background.
Summer pulled Wyatt off to their bedroom while Codi's body was still warm. Enjoying that for once she wouldn't be sharing him with Eve in the slightest. Her mentor typically gave her barely a half-hour of privacy before joining in.
Eve let herself be carried to her own unused room, while she didn't enjoy Jason's cock as much as Wyatt's, it was something new. Watching videos from her golden days, the unquenchable brunette fucked him ragged as he tried to squeeze some form of enjoyment out of having lost a potential champion.
By the time Jason limped out of Eve's room the next afternoon, Codi's body had been cleaned up by the facilities squad. They left only a pair of black panties behind as a potential trophy for if Summer was that kind of killer. Like any Talent Scout that just lost a fighter, Jason was going to have to start from the bottom again.
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