Body Boxing (Sayuki vs. Fallon)

With her hard abs, Fallon didn't take too much damage from Sayuki's punches, and came right back at her foe as fast as she could. Sayuki wasn't ready, and Fallon hammered her with punches to the stomach, over and over and over again. Sayuki didn't back up, but, while a show of toughness, it also served to make her an easy target for a more thorough beating. Fallon would only stop her barrage of punches to catch her breath.

"Haaah...take that, loser," she would pant, putting her fists up in front of her again. Sayuki was hurting, but she seemed ready to come right back at Fallon again. She was prepared to defend either her abs or her chest, as Sayuki had targeted both over the course of this fight.

Once again, the purple-haired girl had a bit of a surprise in store for Fallon, as she focused her attack on Fallon's side, rather than her abs. It seemed like a straight punch to the belly at first, and Fallon tightened her abs again in preparation. Sayuki's punch came around from the side, however, and struck Fallon in the ribs. "Grrk!" the belly fetishist grunted, as she felt the gloved fist slam into her. Her abs offered some protection, but overall her sides were nowhere near as strong as her belly proper. Fallon's knee bent, but she managed to catch herself before she went down.

Her side throbbed in pain. It would be hurting for a while yet. "I'm still winning..." Fallon would grumble, as she would try to throw a punch at Sayuki's chest. This was just a feint, however, as Fallon would then dip down to try to send her fist sailing right into Sayuki's solar plexus!

Sayuki smiled in victory as she managed to sneak in a good strike to the ribs and watched as Fallon nearly buckled from the hit. As stubborn as she was, Sayuki knew when she wasn't going to win in a battle of attrition with her stomach causing her to seek new areas and openings to strike at. She still kept her smile through Fallon's proclamation of still being in the lead, which she was fine with as she could see through her bravado and see that she was hurting.

"You won't be after this!" she shouted as she prepped herself when she saw Fallon's fist being loaded and aimed at her chest. Sayuki kept her confidence up as her arms shot in to protect her chest from the blow as it wasn't anything new. However she was proven wrong when Fallon's fist slipped down and punched her right into her solar plexus. "Guh!" Sayuki let out, almost a voiceless gasp as she immediately hunched over. The blow immediately knocked all of the wind out of her lungs and made it incredibly difficult to breathe afterwards and left her completely vulnerable.

Knowing that Fallon was going to take advantage of this, Sayuki would try to lunge forward to try and wrap her arms around Fallon and lock in a clinch to prevent her from landing more devastating hits as she pressed up her bruised breasts up against Fallon's yet again.

Fallon was hurting, but she was not going to give up on what she knew was going to be a victory for her. She had this. She was stronger than Sayuki, and she was pretty sure that she had better strategies than the purple-haired girl, too. She just had to be wary of tricks. She couldn't afford to get tricked by her foe and lose this one the way she lost their last fight. That would be totally unacceptable.

Fallon decided to deceive Sayuki the same way the girl had deceived her, appearing to throw a punch at the girl's chest, pulling her glove back at the last minute, and throwing a punch right into Sayuki's solar plexus instead, her glove sliding in right under her opponent's defensively-positioned arms to strike her in one of the most vulnerable spots on the human belly. Fallon heard Sayuki's little gasp, and immediately the girl doubled over, seeming to deflate like a balloon.

Once again, though, Sayuki would just move in and wrap her arms around Fallon, trapping the Californian in a hug that pressed their bruised breasts up against each other. Fallon murmured and groaned as she would put her gloves on Sayuki's shoulders.

"Come on...this again!?" she would growl, before thrusting both breasts forward, trying to smack them hard into Sayuki's chest for another fleshy "breast punch."

"Come on, get off!"

Coughing out as she clung on to Fallon, Sayuki felt a little spit roll out of her mouth as it rested over Fallon's shoulder. However the Californian wasn't going to give her much time to rest as she felt both breasts crash into her own with a loud audible smack followed by a loud moan/groan from Sayuki. With her lack of air, Sayuki knew that she couldn't meet Fallon in a breast to breast face off like before, but it was much better than being battered by the gloved fists of Fallon.

"Nnnn...." she groaned, Sayuki continue to hug Fallon as she refused to let Fallon pound away on her. Tightening her gloves and arms around Fallon, she was forced to backpedal towards the ropes as she couldn't retaliate against her rival with no air to back it up. "Nrrr.....Screw you!" she shouted back, still having the capacity to sling insults and retorts back at the Californian.

Earlier, Fallon had let her guard down and she had let Sayuki beat her and force her down to the canvas in their breast boxing challenge. It had been very frustrating for the Californian, who knew that she was tougher than her opponent in pretty much every way. She had let Sayuki get one good shot in, though, and it had made her lose her balance and take the first embarrassing fall of the match.

Fallon had more than made up for her embarrassment in the subsequent minutes, of course, but she still wasn't proud of what had happened. That made this second clinch and second round of breast-to-breast bumping very important for her. And, already, it seemed obvious to Fallon that this one was going to be different. Sayuki was more tired this time. When Fallon smacked her breasts into Sayuki's, the two pairs of tits mashing together hotly and sweatily, the flesh of both pairs condensing together. Sayuki groaned in obvious pain, and, instead of retaliating, she hugged Fallon tighter, pulling the brunette closer so that she could not pull back as far to deliver those hard breast blows, effectively neutralizing that strategy. But the sheer force of that blow forced Sayuki to backpedal. Fallon, held tight by her foe, followed, and, as Sayuki backed up onto the ropes, Fallon would throw her weight forward to try to squash her opponent there and keep her from moving.

"Ugh...okay, seriously, seriously, do you want to box or do you want to just cuddle? I'd be fine with cuddling later, but right now it's really annoying me!" Fallon would say, as she would grab at her opponent's shoulders with both gloves and push her hard into the ropes.

Sayuki stayed on the defensive, her earlier momentum of taking down Fallon was all but forgotten as Fallon managed to turn the tables over on to her as she was pressed up against the ropes. Her breasts were being pushed in by the advancing breasts of Fallon who had the advantage with the assistance of the ropes. "Guh!' she let out as Fallon threw her weight into her, letting out a gasp of air as it was forced out of her because of it.

Frustration was building in her as she hugged Fallon as tight as her body would allow, not wanting Fallon to damage her breasts anymore as they rubbed and grind against each other, sweat rubbing off on each other in the tight quarters. She wasn't getting heavy blows, but she knew that she was slowly draining herself trying to keep Fallon contained as she was being pushed into the ropes. "Of course you would want to cuddle! You're just that kind of girl aren't you!?" she shouted back, her gloves slipping on Fallon's back as she tried to keep her close.

However with the constant pushing, Sayuki was forced to relinquish her clinch on Fallon, pushing herself forward to try and shove Fallon off of her and give herself some breathing room...

Fallon squashed Sayuki against the ropes, her breasts pressing into those of the purple-haired Japanese girl, slightly dominating their opposite numbers based on the aid of gravity and of the ropes. Fallon would rather have been boxing, but she had to admit, the clinching wasn't so bad. She knew that it was a sign that her opponent was just about done, just about unable to compete with her.

At least, that was what Fallon was hoping it meant. In actuality, she could not even begin to say exactly what Sayuki's penchant for hugging her this tightly actually meant. Maybe the girl was just playing her, lulling her into a false sense of security so that she would be more vulnerable. Fallon had taken plenty of damage during this match, as well.

When Sayuki yelled at her, Fallon rolled her eyes. "Uh, yeah, I'm a girl who likes to cuddle. That's totally weird. But it's not like I'm the one trying to cuddle with you, you know. You...keep...hugging me! Guh! Now get off!"

Fallon shoved on Sayuki's shoulders, and, after a couple of seconds, Sayuki shoved, too, forcing Fallon to back up a couple of steps. She would plant her feet hard and not back up too far, though, wanting to keep Sayuki pinned down on the ropes. As soon as she had room, she would throw a right straight into Sayuki's belly, hoping to tag her quickly before she could defend herself.

Sayuki really wishes that she could punch Fallon in the mouth to shut her up, even thinking about breaking the rules just to do so, but she didn't want Fallon to boast about beating her in any fashion. However she still wasn't fit to go fist to fist with Fallon as her stomach was still reeling from the earlier hit as she tried to bring her hands up to defend her stomach. But Fallon was too quick for her and Sayuki got tagged in the stomach.

"Guh!" she screamed out, the straight crashed into her stomach and forced her to step back into the ropes. Coughing as her stomach began to hurt again, Sayuki began to cover her stomach as she didn't want to suffer anymore hits to her stomach, leaving her breasts completely undefended as she tried to walk to the left as she didn't want to be caught between Fallon and the ropes.

Fallon's punch nailed Sayuki right in the stomach. That doubled the purple-haired girl over again, and she clutched at her bruised and almost broken belly with both gloved hands. Fallon stood back and watched for a second, and grinned as she saw Sayuki's two big breasts completely exposed, hanging down as she was doubled over, like two punching bags just begging to be punished. Sayuki was moving slowly to one side, and her breasts jiggled invitingly as she did.

"Oohoho..." Fallon would chuckle, as she bounded in quickly, staying light on her feet, her fists raised and ready to do some damage. She swung a gloved fist right for Sayuki's left breast, hoping to catch it with a hard shot and practically force it back into Sayuki's chest, Fallon would then try to shuffle to the side to put herself in the way of Sayuki and her escape route, following that up with a hard hook right to Sayuki's right tit that would send it jiggling and bouncing wildly in every direction.

With any luck, she would be able to stop Sayuki's escape and do some more serious damage. "Ha! Take this!"

Sayuki was getting pounded by Fallon, who was targeting her breasts as her left breast was hit with a hard hit. "Gyaaaa!" she cried out as the breast smashed back into her chest after the brutal hit. She clutched her wounded chest as she staggered to the side, trying to escape. However Fallon had cut her off and continued pounding on her breasts with a vicious right hook that snapped her breast flying to the side.

The sheer force of the hit managed to stagger Sayuki as she screamed out in pain once more, her arms curling up to cover her chest as she hunched forward, walking into Fallon to try and force her way past Fallon. It wasn't a smart idea, especially in a boxing match but Sayuki knew that she needed to get out from being trapped and her legs were becoming weak from the constant abuse, there wasn't much else she could do.