Body Boxing (Sayuki vs. Fallon)

Body Boxing

Attire: Boxing Attire

Rules: Both fighters will be topless. Only punches are allowed, and the only part of the body that can be targeted is the other girl’s torso—her belly and her breasts. There will be no rounds. The first girl who can’t answer a ten-count will be declared the loser.

Fallon bounced around in front of the mirror, her boxing boots clacking against the tiled floor each time they came down. Every few seconds, she would stop bouncing, plant her feet, bend her knees, and then unleash a rapidfire combination of punches into the air in front of her, pretending that Sayuki was there to absorb the blows with her soft belly and boobs. Fallon was still pretty damn frustrated after losing the pudding match to her opponent, and she was not going to lose this one.

Fallon watched the mirror intently, partially in an effort to evaluate her form and improve it, but also because the sight of her own bouncing breasts and rigid, rock-like abs was quite enjoyable to her. Fallon’s face had a big smile on it as she kept on shadowboxing, limbering herself up for the fight. She was going to be ready. Sayuki had been a little bit of a bitch the last time they had fought, and Fallon was going to belly-punch her down to size!

When she got the signal, Fallon would hurry out onto the ramp, waving her hands and yelling loudly as she made her way down to the ring. “Yeah! Let’s do this!” she yelled, as she made her way down, bright lights shining and loud music blaring. Once at the ring, Fallon would slide inside, then hop up onto her feet and put her fists in the air.

She was wearing a pair of yellow boxing gloves, a pair of tiger-striped boxing trunks, boots, and nothing on top. Her boobs bounced freely, and the crowd showed their appreciation as Fallon would hop over into her corner. She glanced at the referee, the same girl who had called the pudding match so incompetently. Hopefully she would do better this time.

Sayuki sat on the bench in the locker room she was assigned, wearing a violet striped black boxing trunks with matching colors on her gloves as she stared at the gloves on her hands. "Why do I have to do this..." she groaned as she couldn't believe when the higher ups told her that she was participating in a boxing match. She was aware of some of the boxing matches that went on in the league and respected those who could do it, but she was here for wrestling.

Still despite her complaining, she knew that ultimately she had to go with what she was told, otherwise she would be out of a job. There was however some good points with this match. She would go one on one with Fallon once more, this time in a more orthodoux setting. With no pudding to confuse and humiliate herself in and with the gloves on her hands to batter her opponent's stomach into submission, much like how she did leading up into her victory in the aforementioned pudding, Sayuki felt good about this match as she was called to the ring.

Standing up and walking through the curtain and on to the ramp, Sayuki pounded her gloves together as she walked to the ring. Although she wasn't a natural boxer, she was confident that she could hold her own, unaware and ignorant of Fallon's punching ability and because of that she was sure of her punching in Fallon's stomach as she walked through the ropes and got into her corner as she started to bounce up and down in her corner as she glared at her opponent across the ring.

There wasn't any pudding, this time. Nothing to confuse the referee or to make it difficult to maneuver or to fill up Fallon's stomach and make her puke her guts out when she should have been celebrating a victory. As Sayuki entered the ring, Fallon noted how nice the Japanese girl's boobs were, and how she hadn't seen them without pudding covering them before.

Fallon was not a trained boxer, but she was energetic, and she could punch. That, really, was all she needed here. She had already proven that her core was tougher than Sayuki's. Now it was just a matter of proving it over again, just one more time. As Sayuki glared at her, Fallon would glare back, still bouncing and throwing a few shadow punches.

The ref would call them to the center of the ring. Fallon went without hesitation, sidling up to the ref and casting a quick glance at her before refocusing on Sayuki, growling a little as they would approach each other.

As she stood in her corner, Sayuki realized that the ref girl that was officiating was the same girl who refereed their last match. Sayuki didn't forget the constant mix up that happened during that disastrous pudding match as she shot a dirty look at the ref, however this time there was going to be none of that in this boxing match. She soon turned her attention back to her newest rival in a suddenly personal feud as she stopped her pre match bouncing and heading to teh center of the ring when the ref girl called her and Fallon.

Standing in the center, she immediately started the sizing up game with her opponent, standing tall and refusing to break eye contact with the Californian, letting out a low growl the more she looked at her. "I bet this topless boxing match was your idea you horny slut." she hissed at Fallon, pushing herself forward to get into the face of the Californian shortly before the ref girl would push her arm between the two to keep them separated.

Fallon eyed Sayuki critically as the two of them both stepped up into the center of the ring. Sayuki was hot, but she was definitely nothing when compared to Fallon! Everyone could surely see that! Sayuki obviously knew it, too, and stepped forward again, trying to get into Fallon's face—though she was really just trying to feel Fallon's body rub up against her own. Fallon happily shoved forward, slapping her bare tits against Sayuki's, the four orbs compressing against each other as they connected.

"Why would it be my idea? I'm the one who already has all the hot sex she could ever want. And the better body, too. I just look in a mirror and I can see all I need to see to satisfy me, bitch! I bet you thought up this match, 'cause you totally want to get in my pants and want to see me without a shirt, right?" She would get in Sayuki's face, too, almost kissing the Japanese girl, they were so close.

Soon, though, the ref pushed an arm in to keep them separated. Fallon didn't want to separate. She would crane her neck forward, sliding her tongue up the side of Sayuki's face, trying to humiliate and embarrass her foe.

With their breasts compressing against each other in their fullest potential, Sayuki's face got a little red as she continued to push into her rival. "Ha! So you admit to being a cheap slut, huh!?" Sayuki shot back, trying to cover up her embarrassment at that humiliating insult of Fallon's. It didn't scrap the notion that she thought Fallon had a decent body or anything. "Like I need to see you without a shirt! You're the one who decided to strip in the pudding match we had before!" Sayuki shot back as Fallon's face came close to Sayuki's, almost within kissing range.

Sayuki's face reddened, but she didn't back down and pushed her head forward, brushing her lips against Fallon's before the girl licked her cheek as the ref girl, who was well acquainted with both's girls explosive personalities when paired with each other fought to separate them. She finally succeeded in get Sayuki to back off and ordered both girls to their corners to start the match. Sayuki stormed back into her corner as she whipped her lips with her glove and face, in disbelief that Fallon's lips didn't back off and resulted in them lightly kissing and then she had the nerve to lick her cheek.

The emotions were all written on Sayuki's face as she gleamed with anger, slamming her gloves together as she couldn't wait for the match to begin.

“I admit to being so hot and sexy that I’ve got girls lining up at my door! Seriously!” Fallon didn’t literally have girls lining up at her door, but she did have a steady stream of sexual partners, and it was obvious that Sayuki wanted to be counted among that number. “And I don’t remember starting the stripping in the pudding match, stupid!”

Fallon moved closer, compressing her breasts against Sayuki’s, hardened nipples already grinding. When Sayuki leaned closer still, Fallon did the same, her lips lightly brushing her foe’s. She would follow that up with the lick designed to disconcert Sayuki, and then, after some prodding by the referee girl, Fallon would return to her corner.

Fallon smirked. Sayuki was doomed already. She was going down. The Californian pounded her gloves together as the referee called for the bell to be rung. Fallon was totally ready to get it on and take her foe down!

Sayuki was seething with anger as the bell rang, allowing her to begin her chance to vent all of that anger into vicious punching as she quickly headed to the center of the ring. Her gloves were up protecting her face, without boxing training she knew that much about this fight as she chose an aggressive mindset to start the match up as she threw a quick left jab to test her opponent's reflexes and mannerisms for boxing.

Fallon was pissed off, and excited, and just generically determined, and maybe a few other things. She felt a little spastic right now, but she was going to settle herself down by pounding Sayuki's torso into a cute black and blue pulp. When the bell range, Fallon would bounce forward, staying light on her feet, keeping her gloves up.

She didn't keep her gloves up too high, though. She didn't have to bother defending her face, since it was a body boxing match. Sayuki seemed to forget that, and Fallon would make her pay. The brunette would put her gloves up and absorb her foe's first punch, grunting a little as she felt the force behind it push her back a half step. Then, she would step forward, lower her gloves, aim, and fire off a hard jab to Sayuki's belly.

"Haaaah!"

Sayuki had forgotten the reason for this fight, being a Belly Boxing match and instinctively protected her face. She didn't realize the error in her stance as her fist bounced off of Fallon's glove, pushing her back a bit. The ref girl reprimanded Sayuki for going for the face as she darted her eyes to the ref girl, surprised at the reprimand, however before she could retort Fallon would then step back and threw a hard jab to the stomach.

"Guh!"

Sayuki took a step back as the blow caught her off guard and then it hit Sayuki the rules of the match, inwardly cursing herself for forgetting in lieu of her frustration geared towards Fallon. Adjusting her stance to guarding her stomach, Sayuki stood ready for Fallon as she waited for an opening to return fire.