By the time Danielle reached the warehouse, her clothes were already sticking to her skin. It didn't matter much, since she would be changing out of them, but it was just an indication of the night's temperature. As she walked in she realized, very little had changed about the place where she had both learned to love fighting another woman and where she had gotten the living shit kicked out of her. Since that time, she had only truly lost one other fight although she had taken some beatings in some of her wins.
She surveyed the warehouse. As she had noticed at her first entrance, it hadn't changed much--it was still poorly ventilated, smoky and badly lit. The differences were that now a whole shitload of bleachers had been brought in and where the original dirt pit used to be there was now an impressive metal cage--still with a dirt floor though. There were hundreds of people in the warehouse, a lot of noise, drugs and women selling sex amongst it all. In fact, it was raucous. In her efforts to wind her way through the crowd to the area marked "fighters" she actually stumbled across a man fucking a strikingly beautiful young asian woman, all of her clothes on, her skirt hiked up around her waist, thigh high boots covering fishnet stockings, her body convulsing with each of his thrusts, her thickly made up face moaning and contorting as he drove himself deeply into her. Danielle shook her head as she walked past and the girl gave her the finger as she noted her disapproval.
When she got to the fighters area she was impressed that there was some level of organization. A table marked "Sign In Here" sat at the entrance and a series of stalls had been set up for the fighters to change in. There had to be at least twenty-five or so girls there to fight--mostly Asian but she noted at least three other blondes, several European-appearing brunettes, at least one latina and a few black fighters. She didn't notice if her old foe was there or not. As she signed in, she was given a number, a time and a check. The check was her fee for showing up. The number was her fighter number, which she was supposed to use instead of her name and the time was the time of her first fight. She was guaranteed two fights, but if she won, more would follow.
Her first fight was actually scheduled as the second fight of the night. She was not informed of who her opponent was. She went to one of the empty stalls, changed into a thong--the most clothing permitted for these matches, pulled a robe on and went out to watch the first fight as it was beginning. It was between two asian women, one was clearly a local, by the crowd support, the other was not as popular but her origin was uncertain. The local girl had relatively full breasts for an Asian, and thick legs. Her hair had an auburn hue to it, and was pulled back in a tight ponytail. She didn't look much older than 18 or 19. Her opponent had seen a lot more of life, looking to be at least 25 if not 30, with several tattoos. The fight was brutal. The older girl relentlessly pummeled the young local, who despite being bigger, was completely outclassed. The older woman's punches punished the youngster, blood spraying out from her nose and mouth, her tits rapidly swelling with bruises. To end it, the older woman slammed the younger woman's head into the cage pole, drove knee into her crotch, and then dropped her to the ground where she remained motionless until someone who appeared to be her boyfriend rushed in to drag her battered body out.
Dani had walked to the cage door, awaiting her chance. As she did, a strikingly attractive woman with dark blonde hair, olive skin and green eyes walked up next to her. She spoke to her friend next to her, in Portugese and Dani pegged her as Brazilian. When the cage door opened, the woman pushed past Dani and climbed in, leaving her robe on the ground next to her friend. Dani couldn't help but be impressed by the woman's voluptuous body, completely tanned without lines. She wore a G-string that basically covered just the area that was truly her vagina. Her breasts were large--perhaps larger than Dani's although that would be tough given the impressive endowment that Dani carried. Dani climbed in and after brief announcements, the fight was on.
As Dani closed within range, the woman darted forward, firing off punches which connected with Dani's head with impressive speed and power. Instantly, Dani was on the defensive and stumbling backwards. The blonde's breasts swung wildly as she pounded at Dani with an evil sneer. To defend herself, Dani quickly covered up and the Brazilian switched to a body assault, using punches and knees to her flanks and hips. Dani knew she needed a change as her body was already beginning to hurt and she hadn't even gotten one punch in yet, so she instinctively drove forward, wrapping her arms around her foe, who countered by doing the same, and shifting her weight to spin Dani onto her back as they went down. Dani's big breasts pressed thickly into the other woman's but neither of the big girl's chests yielded in any way until they crashed to the ground, the Brazilian on top. As they did so, the weight and force of her opponent crushed Dani's enormous tits and drove the wind out of her. The Brazilian's arms were trapped beneath her though and so momentarily, despite being out of breath, Dani unleashed a series of punches to her opponent's face that stunned her as she freed her arms and sat up, straddling Dani.
The Brazilian unloaded in a fury of blows, pounding Dani's face and busting open her lip. Dani covered up as the punches rained down. In a sanctioned MMA fight, it's likely that at that moment a ref would've stopped the fight, but this wasn't a sanctioned fight and so the match continued. Dani covered and bucked trying to get free but she was in trouble and couldn't think of a good way out...