Jen couldn?t believe what was happening. She hadn?t lost a fight in over 6 years, racking up 25 victories and the unofficial club champion. That?s why she couldn?t understand how she?d gotten into this position. A rookie had come into her cage, bruised and bloodied her tits, tore at her crotch, and ripped her hair out by the clump. The new girl looked to be little worse for wear compared to Jen. As her mind slipped back to the beginning, she could honestly say, she never saw it coming.
Two Weeks Ago
?Jen we?ve got a new girl coming in and I want you to test her out.?
?Are you kidding me? I don?t fight rookies! They test themselves out, THEN come get destroyed by me.?
?She?s cocky Jen, like nothing I?ve ever seen before. She reminds me of you. Punched Alice in the face during our interview! She?s got a mean streak and won?t be satisfied with anyone but you.?
?Fine, who is she??
?Name?s Katie, 19, blonde, athletic, 5?8? 135 lb of feminine muscle, rock hard 38DD?s and an ass to kill. Oh yea, and she?s blonde.?
?Blonde, busty, teenager? Does she even know what she?s getting herself into??
?You meet in two weeks, fight will be three days after that.?
Three Days Ago
Jen walked back into the office right on time. She was dressed to thrill, a pretty standard psyche tactic for the club. Three days before every fight, the women met with each other, discussed rules, stipulations, did a little trash talking, and got primed for the fight.
Jen?s skin tight dark red dress barely managed to contain her 5?7 130lb of perfection. It strained over full, firm 36DD breasts which threatened to rip the material with each inhalation. Her body, while 27, looked like a 21 year old due to meticulous training.
As she entered the room all she saw was the club head. ?Alright, where is she??
?I?m right here slut, you didn?t think I was going to miss an opportunity to make a name for myself at the expense of the most overrated bitch in the industry did you??
The words caught Jen by surprise, and as she snapped around on her heels, she narrowed her eyes immediately. Standing in front of her was what could only be considered perfection. Long tan legs clasped to high heels, poking out from beneath the shortest of black skirts. The material hugged her body tighter perhaps than even Jen?s dress. High cheekbones, brilliant green eyes, pristine skin, flat stomach, massive tits, and a solid ass rounded out her body. Her blonde hair was adorned with a couple of pink streaks. Jen knew just by looking at this blonde that her tits were outmatched, but she tried to push that thought out of her mind.
?Katie I don?t know who you think you are, but nobody comes to this club and demands a fight with me. I?ve hurt women twice your age and twice your size, what makes you think you?re even close to my level??
?I know who you are and what you?ve done, and quite frankly you don?t scare me. I?m stronger, quicker, and smarter than you could ever hope to be. I?ll beat you, then just for giggles I?m going to fuck you in that cage until you?re a quivering mess.?
?Darling, you talk to much. In three days all that changes, because I?m going to shut you up. Personally.?
By this time the women had made it across the room and were literally inches apart. Each breath threatened to bring their bountiful chests together and perhaps spark an impromptu fight in the president?s office, but he had other plans.
?Back away right now. You?ll fight each other in three days and not a moment before then. Since you two seem to be off on the right foot I?m going to make this a grudge match. Katie, that means nude, no holds barred, and it goes until the winner or myself decides it?s over. Get out of my office and be ready to fight Saturday at 8. Dismissed.?
If there was anyone in this world Jen feared, it was the club president. When he made a decision, that was it, you did as you were told.
Both women left the office swearing to themselves to shut the other up for good.
Fight night rapidly approached, and as Jen got ready for the meeting she made sure to dress to the nines. She chose her tightest, shortest, most revealing black leather skirt, and matched it with a black leather tube top that struggled to contain her expansive bust. Each inhale threatened to tear the garment at the seams. She finished off the outfit with black 4? stiletto heels, deep crimson lipstick, black fingernail polish, and a dark eye shadow, making her look even more venomous than usual.
She arrived at the warehouse turned makeshift arena early, and taken past the already frenzied crowd to her dressing room where she would wait until the other woman arrived and they were to make their entrances. As she sat and waited she felt the typical pre-fight jitters and nerves. She knew these came with every bout so fought to suppress them as best she could. The time came to make her way to the cage however and all nervousness slipped away as she walked confidently towards the cage.
Being the champ gave her the luxury of being introduced second and being afforded the opportunity to psyche out her opponent with the crowd squarely in her favor. Tonight was different however, there was already a buzz in the arena before she stepped foot from her dressing room, and as she walked down the pathway between bleachers towards the cage she saw why. The teenager was standing in the center of the cage and looked like a sight from a movie. Six inch heels made her look like an amazon, a red spaghetti strapped silk dress clung to her body like a second skin, outlining her nipples and areola with clear definition, her flat abs sucked the dress to her body, until it flared out across her ass and well toned legs. Her hair was perfect, lips a flamboyant bright red, same as her nails, and she played the crowd to perfection. It wasn?t until the champ actually entered the cage that she was even recognized and given her due, but by then the damage had been done.
?I?m going to rip your tits off and hang them over my fireplace bitch. Your time in this club has run out!?
The words struck home with Jen and she couldn?t believe the way the crowd reacted. She?d never been this outnumbered in support and it quickly crept into her mind. She was unable to tell if it was this woman?s body or the way the crowd fed off her every move, but she knew tonight would be different. Tonight she was in for the fight of her life...
Re: Champ vs Rookie attempt deux
Yeah, merci beaucoup pour le deui?me essai!
A great build up with Jen's entrance described intensly. Makes me ache to read the fight itself even more. Will be a tough battle and altough we already know that Jen's getting hurt, I'm sure she can dish it out, too ... and put some scratches on the sluttily dressed rookie.
Thanks already!
Hmm, looking fwd eagerly to reading more ... an exciting start!
A straight bitch is just one who hasn't tasted pussy yet!
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