The Talent Scout (Part XXIII) Finale

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 VI
The Champion

The arena crowd was deafening, awaiting the final match of the Best Bust Championship. The crowd crammed in so tight the back stands had been removed to make room. Only the expensive front seats remaining, Wyatt was crammed in among Summer's most fervent supporters.

As typical for such a long running grudge fight, this being the third night, the sides had very much cemented. While originally, Summer had had few real fans in attendance, by now her supporters made up at least a tenth of the audience. The chesty blonde practically sitting in Wyatt's lap shrieked with delight as Summer made her way onto the arena floor.

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One way or the other, Summer knew this was to be the most important battle of her career, and as such, decided to go into it like she'd started. Wearing the leggings of a brothel fighter, she entered to overwhelming boos, her own fanatical fan base barely able to be heard over the din. Grimly, she stalked through the noise and slipped through the ropes.

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Like Summer, the Champ wore nothing beyond white leggings, a direct insult aimed at her enemy (Minka came from a long line of pro fighters, choosing the dangerous life despite being born rich). Unlike her usual self-confident stroll, she too looked stern as she marched out into the thundering applause. While she'd fully planned on taking three rounds to kill Summer, she hadn't expected the brunette to injure her as much as she had last night. The Champ had thought she wanted a real challenger, but now realised she wanted to just beat Summer to a bloody pulp.

The Champ didn't take her corner, instead she marched right up to Summer. Ramming her breasts heavily into the brunette's only slightly smaller ones, Minka sneered at her winded challenger. "This is your last match, girl. Should have just stayed a whore."

Summer braced against the turnbuckle and shoved back with a snarl, "Ready to retire, Champ? Let me help." The brunette's manic grin was unsettling the Minka after her two brutal losses.

Her knuckles white from clenching, the Champ turned from her opponent before she threw a pre-bell punch. She made a silent promise to herself to crucify Summer on the turnbuckle before executing her. Her only regret was that she had to end it with a smother, she'd just have to be careful that Summer didn't die from the beating.

The crowd's chanting and screaming ended as Minka took her place. Heavy foot drumming shook the rafters as everyone awaited the bell. The blonde beside Wyatt fumbled with his belt as she bruised her feet on the floor.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Minka moved forward quickly, raising her fists angrily as she beelined right for her challenger. Frowning as Summer moved to circle her, the Champ cornered the brunette against one of the turnbuckles.

Still smiling, Summer twisted with Minka's first punch. No testing, jab, the sudden turn would have been disastrous if the Champ hadn't gone all out. The Asian fighter's fist skimming her bared tits, Summer stepped in close and wrapped her hand up into the Champ's tightly bound hair.

The crowd gasped as Minka was driven face-first into the turnbuckle. Her hair coming free as the suddenly furious looking Summer ripped her backwards by it. Gripping the ropes, the Champ threw her elbow back into the sneaky brunette's breast. Spitting blood out to the side, she turned to face the stumbled woman.

With a rage-fueled scream, Summer leapt at her enemy, throwing her entire weight forward as she twisted sideways. Spinning the Champ around drunkenly, the brunette rammed both her feet into corner fabric and kicked out hard.

The ring shook as the fighters smashed to the floor, Minka gasping as Summer's shoulder dug into her ribcage. The brunette rolled her tits right over the Champ's face on her way to try and get up.

Summer's head spun as she rolled to her feet, stumbling haphazardly across the ring and only just catching the ropes to avoid falling down again. She shook off the dizziness as Minka pounded a fist into the mat, and pushed her way up to her feet in one smooth movement.

Minka was short of breath from bruised ribs, but tried not to show it as she glared down her opponent. Walking steadily forward, she slammed a fist into her open palm as she advanced.

This time, when Minka waded in, Summer stepped in close and met her punch for punch. Wailing on the Champ' midsection with everything she had, the brunette did her best to ignore the two bone-breaking punches leveled right at her cushioning breasts.

Minka was pushed back by the panting Summer, forced to fight up close when she prefered slamming her enemies at arms length. Feeling fresh blood welling in her mouth, she took two big steps backwards and gave herself from breathing room. Finally smashing a fist across Summer's jaw, she was rewarded with blood spraying out in an arc as the challenger was thrown to the side.

Summer hit the ground hard, bouncing on her sore breasts as she scrambled to get away from the Champ. Eyes wild, she gripped the bottom rope as the enraged Asian grabbed her by the ankle.

"Get back here you little whore." Minka growled as she hauled back on Summer by the leg. She was taken completely by surprise when the brunette actually let go and scissor kicked to right on the chin.

Pushing off the ground with the hands, Summer dug her foot into Minka's collar, very much regretting not wearing shoes tonight. Ripping her foot from the Champ's weak grasp, she spun sideways and right on to her feet.

There was a brief moment where both Minka and Summer looked surprised at the brunette suddenly having gained her feet. then the Champ snapped forward, driving her shoulder into her enemies stomach.

Summer was shoved back into the ropes, rebounding hard enough to slam Minka into the ground, tits down, before stumbling over her. Tripped by a swung arm, the brunette's bare ass rammed down onto the back of Minka's head, entirely by accident.

Shrieking with rage and pain, blood streaming from her flattened nose, Minka pushed herself up, toppling the surprised Summer onto her back. Lunging forward, the bloodied Champ hauled herself up the struggling woman, clearly aiming to mount her.

In the crowd, Summer's faction had grown considerably. Fully half the audience screamed for the brunette to get up and fight. No longer segregated, bad blood was brewing among the cheering women as Minka's followers quickly found themselves inundated with traitors.

Minka's hand slammed into the ground beside Summer's head as the brunette narrowly avoided having her face bashed in. The Champ screamed in pain and reared back, shaking her wounded hand, she would have relished that same injury if it had been received punching Summer's teeth down her throat.

Summer dug her elbow into Minka's ribs, blinking as the Champ spat blood up and down into her eyes. Blindly, she jammed her hands up under Minka's massive bust and shoved for all she was worth.

The Champ's head smacked into the floor as she was upended. Thrashing, Minka battered her enemy with her legs for a few seconds before she got away. Gasping for breath with bloody lips, the Asian Champion got up on her elbows.

Summer had crawled away from her opponent, hauling herself up the ring ropes, she grinned despite her swollen tits and bloody chin. The brunette watched cautiously as Minka once again pushed her way off the ground, much more slowly this time around.

Minka was half up when Summer snapped forward, driving her fist right into the Champ's eye socket with her falling weight. The brunette gritted her teeth in pain as her purpling breasts slapped down over Minka's upturned face.

Minka's fans were now in the minority, women who had cheered her for years now screaming for her death. As Summer locked her swollen breasts over the Champ's face, the struggling Asian fighter's most diehard fan called for her to fight back.

Wyatt could only shake his head as a small group of Minka's fans tried to start some kind of riot. It was certainly not the first time something like that had happened during a Championship bout, but it was doomed to failure. No Pro-Fighter would ever approve of a riot interrupting a Champion's fight, such as she herself might need to win someday. As such, that group of twenty-some-odd women was about to find itself surrounded by real fighters, looking for blood.

Ring center, Minka did her fans proud though. Digging a fist into Summer's side, she knocked the brunette off and rolled away while sucking in air. Redfaced, he turned back to meet Summer on her knees.

Summer took two heavy blows to the jaw, even Minka's shots weakened eventually. She retaliated with an uppercut that snapped the Champ's head back, and followed up with a straightshot to the bottom of Minka's chin. The brunette fell forward to her hands, sweaty breasts heaving as she looked over the limp body of her enemy.

Minka did not struggle this time as an exhausted Summer mounted her, but the brunette did not go for the smother, instead, heavily landing her ass right below the Asian's fat tits. Cocking one fist back, she gripped Minka's disarrayed hair with the other.

Blood sprayed across the floor as Summer smashed her enemies face apart. Two nights of torment and humiliation to be repaid, the brunette backhanded a fist across Minka's eyes when she saw them flicker open. Reaching back, she gripped the Champ's pubic hair in her bloody fist and hauled as hard as she could.

Minka's screams were drowned out by the brawl being lost in her honour. What few fans refused to accept their favourite fighter losing were steamrolled by those Pros in attendance, as well as several of Summer's original fans who had leapt at the chance to show their unwavering belief in the brunette.

Summer giggled to herself as she held a handfull of the Champ's ripped out pubic hair. With Minka moaning beneath her, she gripped the back of the Asian's head and pulled her forward as she rammed her open palm straight into the woman's open mouth.

The defeated Champ choked on her own pubes as Summer gleefully rammed them down her throat. Her head slammed back to the mat as the brunette's tits engulfed her face, Minka shuddered with a coughing fit that couldn't get out.

Slapping weak hands away as Minka tried her best to fight her off, Summer laughed through tears as her injured boobs cut off the coughing woman's breathing. Held up by Minka's breasts pressing into her stomach, her weight was fully crushing down on the Champ's head.

By the time Minka's hands fell away, the brawl in the stands was completely finished. From where he was, Wyatt could just see a pile of limp bodies. The blonde who had originally been beside him returned with a collection of Summer's other true fans, blood on her knuckles.

Sure that her former tormentor was well and truly smothered, Summer stood wearily. Slamming her knee down into Minka's formerly Best Bust with finality. Raising both arms in victory, she screamed, "I'm the Champ!" as the bell and cheers washed over her.

DING! DING! DING!

A bloody mess in the center of the ring, Minka was stripped of her leggings and left splayed out where she had died. After Summer delivered a few ending stomps to the former Champion's face, the brunette left the ring to once again deafening applause.

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Only a few hours later, in the VIP room, surrounded by screens playing out Summer's "New Champion Montage," the freshly healed Champ rode Wyatt for all she was worth.

Wyatt's new blonde lover lay dead at the foot of the bed, having foolishly followed him in the hopes of being his next Scouted Talent. Suffering a one-sided beatdown, she'd been crushed, stripped and strangled in only a few minutes by the still tired Summer. The brunette had wanted nothing to do with a threesome, and when the blonde slapped her, proceeded to take the screaming rookie apart like it was nothing.

"Come on baby, you've got to have a better eye for Talent than that." The brunette nodded back at the blonde. "Promise me when you actually find a good one, you don't make her a titfighter though. I'd hate to have you waste your time again."

Wyatt flipped the Champ over, while she liked to be on top, this was going to be one of their last post-fight nights together, and he wanted to make the most of it. Gripping Summer's bloody white leggings, he held her ankles together as he fucked her just as hard. "That one wasn't my idea," he didn't even know the blonde's name. "And I'm thinking of trying to find a Sexfighter next." He knew how much Summer liked watching the Sexfighting League. She could be a fan of his next fighter and never once see her as a rival.

On the screen's Montage, being played out across the city, Summer watched herself being freed of slavery. No doubt it was Wyatt that had somehow gotten hold of the shaky footage of her killing her former owner. Cumming at the sight of herelf stomping down on Taylor's head, Summer laughed and slapped Wyatt's chest excitedly, "Ooh I'd love that, bring her along when you visit. Every year I'll be putting down a new challenger, and you can watch from here!"

As a Champion, Summer hardly needed her own personal Talent Scout. She'd have the best trainers available, and would be fighting infrequently at best. Neither of them had ever even brought up the idea of him staying on as a mere boyfriend.

The video skipped over Summer's first two fights with Minka, just ending with a quickly cut up version of the final match. Playing out the final smother in it's entirety as Summer once again took her place on top. The newly christened Champion howled in ecstasy as her on-screen self was gifted with a shiny golden belt and sash while standing over Minka's battered corpse.

Wyatt didn't know where he would start his Scouting. But now, with one Champion to his name, he would be hunted by every woman looking to become a Pro-Fighter. Looking for a Sexfighter, he might want to start out in Brothels again. Surely the one Summer had come from was back on it's feet again. Even if his brunette Champ had killed both the owner and heir back at the beginning.