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FIGHT NIGHT! The ?10,000.00 Challenge.
Follow up to ?A Thai Style Boxing Match?
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September came and went, but the organisers of the Kickboxing Tournament were determined to give Fran her chance. It had taken longer than anticipated for Fran?s injuries to heal. Meanwhile, the following weekend another tournament, staged for the specially recruited bustiest fighting girls you?ve ever seen, took place, even more sleazy and brutal than the last with the near naked women fighting for sensation rather than sport. All firm breasted, braless and dressed in flimsy white tank tops and thongs they fought tooth and nail, ripping tank tops and thongs off completely, fighting to spectacular and memorable finishes. This Six-Girl, Four-Match blood fest resulted in the remarkable six foot blonde busty stunner Leanne Kay becoming overall winner.

In the ?10,000 final there was to be only the one match; - Leanne against Fran!
The new date was set for the night of Monday 10th October 2005. This, I thought, could go down in the annals of female fight history, though I was filled with trepidation at the thought of it.

Fran trained hard and was as determined as ever to get her hands on the ?10,000, but we were never allowed a look at Leanne until the fight night. It was worth the wait. She took my breath away, looking like the sexiest porn star you?ve ever seen, but with a fit, hard looking, shiny body, this creamy white blonde girl had a magnificent 38JJ bust and the thick muscle and shape of her shoulders told me that these big shapely breasts were definitely not silicone! The small auditorium was packed with select and influential guests as Leanne mounted the ring parading around it with her hands clad in knuckle protector gloves, leaving the fingers free to grasp with, held above her head. I had an instant erection at this sight as her free swinging very firm boobs pulled on the stretched flesh, the basket ball sized orbs occasionally clashing together as she paraded. Then, on a signal from the organiser, she removed her black thong exposing her snatch and shaved cunt.

More cheering erupted as Frances ducked beneath the rope into the ring. She looked just as good as Leanne, but at 5ft 7 ins tall she was obviously shorter than Lea. I wondered if the five inch difference would affect the fight, after all, Fran proved herself to be pretty vicious in the ring. Taking her cue from Lea, Fran also began to parade in the opposite direction to Lea, her generously proportioned but firm 38H cup breasts swinging heavily above her well toned abs. Her powerful thighs flexed as she walked, fingerless gloved hands now dropped from above her head to perch on her hips. Before reaching her corner, Fran whipped off her white thong, raising gasps of admiration from the audience. Whilst not shaven, her snatch was not too hairy and the bulging split peach of her cunt, somewhat bigger than Leanne?s, was roundly admired.

Each woman gave some trash talk about how she was going to win this fight and walk off with ?10,000.00. No microphone was involved, so they both shouted out their challenges and obscenities, sometimes all at once, resembling the verbal brawling of ?fish-wives?. It soon became clear to all that there was a lot at stake here and that this was the long awaited Grudge Match!

Now it was Fran against Leanne there would be no love lost in this one round winner takes all grudge fight. The change of rules for the final match meant that the women both had to naked, apart from the fingerless padded gloves. The no holds barred match had been planned to be of indeterminate length and looked likely to lead to unprecedented bloodshed.

Both Lea and Fran were virtually equal in breast size and proportion and both women tied their hair back in a pony tail. At 5? 7? tall and 183 pounds Fran was seemingly at a disadvantage to busty blond bombshell Lea?s 6? tall and 200 pounds. As the older woman at 41 Fran had more experience and was as equally fit and hard bodied as 23 year old recent mom Lea. Fran could only hope that Lea was not yet fully fit since having her child which had swelled her heavily lactating bust to an eye popping 38JJ

Lea was determined to win the ?10,000 because not only did she have her two children to support she also owed back rent on her rented house!


The match began with the women circling, their clenched fists held up, their big thick excited nipples seemingly elongating as their heavy breasts bounced and swung. A sudden flurry of fiery punches to one another?s head, face and prominent breasts had the women knocking each other all over the ring, their breasts bouncing wildly and momentarily squashing in response to the tit punches, patches of milk spattering the canvas floor and their skin.

Lea then clutched the back of Fran?s head while she swung a leg up to smash across both of Fran?s breasts. Fran angrily responded with a swinging tit punch and a direct kick to Lea?s head. Lea staggered backwards as the blow struck, a splash of blood from her mouth running down her sweat stained breasts. Only to be struck by Fran?s knee in her side ribs.

Suddenly, Lea?s temper snapped as she saw her ?10,000 slipping away from her and she advanced rapidly swinging both arms and connecting pounding punches to Fran?s head each time. Fran tried to get Lea in a clinch to try to protect herself by slipping an arm beneath Lea?s and held the struggling Amazon in a chest crushing hug. Lea saw a way out of this and grabbed one of Fran?s legs around the thigh intent on throwing her to the canvas. The Ref tried to remonstrate with the women, but the fight had become too fast and furious for him to stop the momentum. As the grappling women spun round Lea finally got her way hauling Fran off her grounded foot and throwing her back onto the canvas. Then Lea followed up by dropping onto a knee directly into one of Fran?s big fat breasts spread on the canvas. Her shrieking could be heard above the roar of the crowd. I was on my feet out of sheer concern and even as she rolled onto her front to get up, her battered boobs swinging momentarily as she rose to her feet, Lea delivered a hefty kick to Fran?s nearest thigh. She almost fell as the nerves were suddenly numbed and staggered wildly towards the ropes when a second kick to her ribs sent her reeling.

Her back now against the ropes, Fran reached out to either side to grip the ropes to steady herself. But a kick to her abdomen saw her fall to her knees in front of Lea, who then kicked her in her face. A splash of blood spattered across the canvas as Fran dropped onto her palms, only to rise within the space of half a second in a wild fury and hurled herself directly at Leanne bearing the six footer all the way backwards towards the opposite ropes. Both women, their huge breasts grinding and mashing together, bounced off the ropes upon hitting them with such force and a flurry of flailing arms and fists that the momentum carried them around the ring.

They were even more ?carried around the ring? once they had grabbed each other?s hair in a left hand each, whilst punching lustily with the right. They effectively rolled along the rope wall until the turnbuckle was reached and Lea, with her right hip jammed up against it, could go no further. She defensively brought her gloved hands up to protect her face, but she had forgotten about he nature of kick boxing and Fran soon delivered kicks to her ribs, abdomen and chest, all while still gripping her loose pony tail!

In the next instant, Lea had gripped Fran?s fat left nipple and was dragging her across the ropes by it. The entire crowd was now on it?s feet yelling deafeningly as Fran?s areola and twisted nipple were ?burned? along the rope. With her left breast held against the rope Fran?s free right fist began hammering the capacious undersides of Lea?s massive JJ cup boobs knocking first one, then the other, up into the air. This was a REAL ?bust up?. Lea?s free fist began hammering into the flat ?slab? sides of Fran?s huge, heavy H cuppers knocking them across her chest. Fran chose her moment carefully and brought a knee up sharply into Lea?s exposed and delightfully shaven snatch! Lea jumped back clutching herself. The knee blow had clearly hurt, but Fran was just too close to do any real damage. This separated the women however.

The women?s screaming and shouting at each other resumed as they circled and stalked one another, crouched like wrestlers waiting to attack like deadly Cobras. Both Women?s faces and breasts were stained with blood and they looked like the most terrifying Warrior Women with their now loose hair giving them the look of wild animals, the ferocious flash of their eyes and white glint of bared teeth, their lips drawn back exposing their Vampirical canines giving them the air of deadly determination to win this inevitable fight to the finish.

Those deadly teeth were now used as they closed in punching and kicking each other, taking bites where they could, - to the cheek, the nose, a forearm, bicep, shoulder. Having the height advantage over Fran, Lea took a particular pleasure in literally chewing Fran?s left shoulder before punching her in the guts. Her shoulder pouring with blood where a collop of muscle had been bitten Fran came back with sweeping kicks, but being tired and injured, with not inconsiderable loss of blood from her injuries and bites, she missed with every one of them, tall, lanky Leanne dancing deftly aside. Leanne then kicked back, her longer legs reaching easily. Anxious to try a trick she had used before, Fran looked for her chance to catch hold of one of Leanne?s long, lovely legs, finally gripping one under the muscular, meaty thigh. Twisting it sharply upwards, Fran succeeded in laying her out, sending her sprawling across the blood, sweat, milk, ovum and pee stained canvas.

Fran literally dived onto Leanne punching her in the head, face and breasts. Leanne turned this into a grappling match and the women rolled and threw each other all around the ring. Knees and feet punished groins while their fists and hands did serious damage to their faces and boobs. Leanne found her ribs pinned against the foot of a corner turnbuckle and desperate to escape grabbed Fran?s face in a face claw. The deep nail cuts and scratches soon had Fran howling but as she tried to roll away Leanne followed, her huge JJ cup boobs flopping out in front of her. Too tempting for a desperate Fran, she slammed her elbow deep into the thick meat and bulging milk glands of Leanne?s nearest breast, grinding it into the canvas. Now it was Lea?s turn to howl in pain, but the incentive to escape this brutal treatment soon had Lea astride Fran?s belly, pinning her arms either side of her head while she decided what to do with her. Too late! Fran slammed a knee into Lea?s crotch and, aided by Lea?s desire to escape further injury to that sensitive area, catapulted her over her head to crash onto her back on the canvas.

Fran rolled onto her uninjured right shoulder ready to get up off the floor. Leanne was by now crouched on her knees in front of Fran and as soon as Fran was kneeling up both women hurled themselves at each other, their boobs crashing, then meshing together as they tried to squeeze the breath from each other, their massive breasts squeezing out in all directions. Responding to an over excited crowd, Leanne suddenly remembered what she was here to do and she quickly began punching Fran?s head and chest. A few stunning blows to her face soon had Fran getting to her feet. Leanne was up just as quickly

Characteristically crouched ready to attack, the magnificently wild looking women circled warily looking for the opportunity to try to win. Lea aimed a blow at Fran?s head, following up swiftly with a kick to her ribs. Fran took a few steps backwards, her breasts rising and falling as she heaved for breath, her clawed hands opening and closing into fists. Lea flexed her own claws, beckoning with them, inviting Fran for the final conflict: ?Come on BITCH!? she spat. ?Let?s finish this!?


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FIGHT NIGHT! PART 2.
The outcome was decided by a readers poll
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Her sweat shining arm muscles rippling and flexing Fran leapt eagerly forwards, letting out a sudden scream, her clawed hands grappling for Lea?s bedraggled hair while trying to hook her into a head lock by the neck. Lea?s huge tits hung down swinging violently and crashing together as she was bent double by Fran who was now swinging her round in circles by her hair and neck, Lea?s legs slipping and stumbling on the body fluids soaked floor. Lea punched at the only part of Fran which she could reach, her abdomen, where she got in two gut wrenching blows until the idea of causing maximum discomfort to her enemy swam into her punch drunk head. She grabbed Fran by her pubic hairs, tearing them out as she struggled to force her fingers into her cunt, while Fran ripped out a litter of Lea?s head hair. Suddenly bringing her fist up to slam into Lea?s face Fran freed herself from this personal assault, but now she had lost her advantage and was herself suddenly gripped by her head with each of Leanne?s hands either side of her scull shaking it violently up and down until her teeth rattled.

Fran pressed her magnificent bosom against Lea?s as she reached her arms behind her back to grab her long hair behind her. Leanne?s head was pulled back so hard she was staring at the ceiling, but still gripping Fran?s hair executed a similar move. Lea?s hefty breasts pressed onto the bulging, rounded top of Fran?s plump breasts. The crowd were cheering as lumps of hair continued to rain onto the canvas and both women screamed. Meanwhile, their sweating, blood stained breasts wrestled and fought their own battle, one pair of tits encapsulating one breast of her opponent, then the other pair wrapping one heavy breast of the other opponent, eventually twisting and contorting one another all around the women?s chests. Their legs were also busy with knees pounding at each other?s thighs and crotches and attempting to trip each other. Being inches shorter than Lea Fran found that she could push Lea?s big boobs upwards with her own firm breasts. Lea began to find this uncomfortable as they spread and tore at the supporting ligaments on the undersides of her massive udders.

Now spinning each other around by the hair, the women broke apart from each other. Fran staggered dizzily backwards, but she still had the strength left to swing a couple of punches at Leanne. Each woman, refusing to back down, aimed punches at her rival?s capacious breasts. Smack after smack told their story as the reddened breasts, sore and swelling up from this treatment, juddered and flew all over the place, squashing and twisting under the heavier blows, the male and female audience both yelling their approval each time the women howled out their pain.

Desperate situations call for desperate measures and Fran had been taught by her Thai boxing instructor that a blow to the pecs can disable. The punch, if delivered correctly to, say, the left pectoral would temporarily paralyse the whole left side of the victim, effectively disabling them temporarily. The trouble was that Leanne had the same instructor! And she had been trying to position herself to use it for some time. Hence attempted blows to the chest.

Tiring of the fight, Fran slammed her right fist against Leanne?s upper chest where the pectoral muscle is thickest, but a major problem was the sheer thickness of the women?s pec muscles supporting the heavy weight of their huge breasts. And there was also the thickly cellulite padded breasts themselves to get a blow through! The sickening thudding of fists against chests and ribs could be heard above the shrieking crowd. The big breasts thus targeted shuddered as the pec muscles were hit and the women sent into a half spin with each blow.

Lea?s right hand grasped Fran?s hair behind her head and powered a left punch to her right breast. At the same instant Fran pistoned her left knee into Lea?s cunt.

Both women shrieked with pain and as Fran jumped backwards she lashed out with a left punch to Lea?s huge right tit sinking her fist deep into the meaty organ. But again, the fight was moving fast and a split second later Lea?s right fist knocked Fran?s head sideways as she whacked her jaw.

Lea instantly replied to the devastating tit punch with a right to Fran?s left tit, ramming it head on and sinking it in deeply, virtually inverting the nipple, then immediately following up with her left fist to the middle of Fran?s face. A spurt of blood from Fran?s nose and lip spattered both fighters while Fran?s left fist found the top of Lea?s meaty right pectoral, her right hitting Lea?s recently beautiful face a moment later.

The intensity of the fight continued unabated although Fran could barely see on account of the closure of her left eye from swelling and the other eye obscured by blood pouring from a vicious scratch above her brow.

The women?s bodies were now so bruised that no place bigger than a dollar remained upon their bodies free from bruising. Their magnificent breasts were enlarged and swollen from the injuries they had received, but each woman continued to rain blows upon this sensitive flesh without regard to the pitiful cries at each punch. Something appreciated by the audience which shouted out their approval at each blow as they clambered upon chairs and tables in order to see the fight better.

Now standing exhaustedly toe to toe the women punched each other with their fists, the blood running in streams down their faces and breasts. The tired she-devils now fell to their uniquely womanly skills of scratching one another as well as boxing, their faces and bosoms entirely covered with blood. Any rules that there might have been were thrown out as they went for each other, literally with tooth and nail.

I could barely understand why these two busty beauties seemingly wanted to destroy one another?s breasts and faces. Women's breasts are one of the most vulnerable and fragile parts of the female body and women usually try to protect them in ordinary everyday situations. But here, a fierce combat was taking place basically a bare breasted rough kickboxing fight and fistfight!

These women?s great breasts were normally their pride; So, this topless boxing with unprotected and vulnerable breasts in which one of the main attributes of femininity and female beauty is exposed to merciless physical attack could only be for the women to demonstrate the superiority and advantages of their bodies to each other and to the men dominating the audience.

Lea lunged forwards with a right punch to Fran?s mouth. Then slammed her left fist straight into the middle of Fran?s right breast.

Though in pain, Fran hooked her left arm behind Lea?s neck and punched her viciously in the mouth with her right fist. Blood gushed from the injured lips as she swung around under Fran?s arm to sink her teeth into the top of her left breast while almost in the same instant, slamming her left fist into her cunt.

But Lea?s being in too close to cause serious damage allowed Fran to escape and spin round to rain more punches upon her enemy?s bruised and bleeding body. Lefts and rights exploded from both women pounding each other?s breasts like punch bags until Lea knocked Fran to the canvas on her ass, her back against the turnbuckle, her knees spread wide on the canvas, leaving her sobbing as she clutched her aching and bruised right breast, but the audience screaming for her to fight soon had Fran on her feet again.

Fran then aimed a couple of Haymakers at Leanne?s head and two or three kicks to her thighs, ribs and crotch. As the assault continued Leanne was sent staggering backwards towards the ropes and, coming up against them, formed a protective cup with her hands over her shaven cunt in an effort to protect herself, but Fran?s next kick almost broke her fingers. Lea yelled out in agony as she thought her hand was broken and in furious anger lashed out some kicks of her own towards Fran?s head and chest and winced as her numbed right arm hung down. The hand was swollen but not broken, just badly bruised.

Leanne yelled in agony as her left breast took a direct hit from Fran?s right fist. Her reddened and bloodied face, set in an expression of gritty determination, her reddened eyes swollen with tears and half closed with injury, she lurched at Fran, her left breast hanging much lower than normal, a supporting ligament having been torn by one of those cruel punches.

Closing in, both women made good their foot and knee attacks, pounding one another?s bruised bodies. Despite the pain of her bruised hand and ruptured tit ligament Leanne profited most from this on account of her superior height, and battered Fran backwards onto the ropes using mostly her left fist and her feet, where she first pounded Fran?s chest, pectoral muscles and breasts with her fist before she grabbed Fran?s hair and swung her around like a rag doll until she let go to fling her across the middle of the ring. Fran?s knees and elbows had almost been stripped of skin as she rolled exhaustedly onto her back to ease the pain of the injuries, but quickly realised, - too late, that this was a bad move.

In just three long strides of her glamour model legs Leanne was beside Fran. And in the next second was standing with her legs widely astride the hopelessly prone Frances. Leanne bent sexily at the waist, her big firm tits swinging as she reached down to grasp both of Fran?s generously thick areolas by her big fat nipples. Her injured left breast hideously bruised and dangling much lower than it?s mate Leanne?s strong fingers tightened around Fran?s areolas and prominent nipples. With Fran howling as her areolas were stretched out to incredible lengths Leanne proceeded to try to lift her back from the floor by them. Even as the crowd roared it?s approval Lea?s voice could be heard yelling ?Give? ? Give??? GIVE???? becoming angrier each time.

No answer came from Fran, she was in too much pain to respond. Then without warning, Leanne brought both knees together and dropped straight down onto Fran?s chest, her knees gouging cruelly into both big breasts! Then, as they flopped out to the sides, ground them almost flat onto the canvas with her knees, with Fran yelling out continuously.

The crowd surged forwards to declare their Victress, and I could see nothing of Fran lying on the floor. Leanne was heaved onto the shoulders of her fans, who had bet heavily on her victory. Surely the sudden drop of Leanne?s 200 lbs must have broken poor Fran?s ribs as well as possibly rupturing her breasts? As it was, Fran?s ribs were badly bruised and her breasts discoloured and swollen from the harsh treatment they?d received. I couldn?t work out whether her tears were of disappointment at losing the cash prize or at the pain she was clearly suffering. But all I could do was commiserate.


Piers Knight.

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