Chelsea vs Janet Bikini boxing

Worhsip match: there are no rounds but each time a boxer is knocked down they must kiss a body part designated by the opponent. Once a boxer has been knocked out for a 10 count they must worship the body part chosen by the winner.

Chelsea came out in her blue bikin and red boxing gloves, she had been wantig to do a match in momentum for awhile and now was getting her chance with a former champion. While this wasnt the feild they were used to and Janet having had some experince here as opposed to her none she was confident she could show up the girl.

Entering the ring and waving to a few of the fans before she entered the ring Chelsea began placing the gloves on her hands to get ready for thsi little contest. Her striking ability was overlooked by her legs and being more know for her kicks but she could brawl when necessary and Janet would soon find out soon enough.

It had been a while since Janet's last boxing match, but she had plenty of fond memories of stepping into the AFW ring with the gloves on. The first time she did it, she had fought the movie starlet Aoko Reinhardt in a match which led first to a bitter rivalry and a brawl in a supermarket, then to...what might have been a reconciliation between them during Janet's victory in their last match. She had also gotten a chance to go up against a fierce pink-haired girl named Saya in a distinctly less civil—and simultaneously more sexy—fight. Now, she was fighting a cute new girl named Chelsea, one whom Janet had seen once or twice backstage or in the earlier matches of AFW's shows, but had never actually had the opportunity to meet. Though Janet knew little of her opponent's skills, she was confident in her own, and was confident that she would be victorious tonight.

Janet walked out in a baby blue bikini, one of her favorites, along with a pair of darker blue boxing gloves, as her theme music began pounding over the loudspeakers and some of her fans began to cheer loudly. She had a large fanbase left over from her long reign as Entropy champion, though she had to admit she was impressed by the applause her opponent had earned, as well. Janet climbed into the ring between the top and middle ropes, then stood up tall, her tan body shown off quite nicely in her baby blue bikini. She would walk over to her corner, stretching her arms out as she did and looking over at her red-haired opponent.

"Hey! You ready?" Janet would call out across the ring, as she pounded her gloves together challengingly.

Chelsea watched her opponent, who from what she had on record had been in two matches like this, well not necessarily like this but close enough. Janet would be a tough challenge but a challenge Chelsea accepted happily. Afterall facing off with a popular crowd meant she would earn some popularity herself which when you were fishing for matches was always a good thing to have.

"Well it seems we have similar fashion sense." Chelsea joked reflecting the similar colors of their bikinis. "Though I think this looks better on me, you look great still dont worry." She said as she did a little pose to show herself off. "And of course im always ready for a fun little challenge, always wanted to give boxing a try, so when given the match I just couldnt say no."

Janet smiled and nodded as her opponent pointed out the similarities between their bikinis. Janet's baby blue bikini might have been a shade or two lighter, but other than that, in cut and in hue, they were almost perfect matches for each other. It was a good thing that their glove colors were different, because in a wild tangle their blue bikinis and their hair—a rusty red in Chelsea's case and a deep, rich brown for Janet—might not have been enough to tell the two of them apart.

The Lakota girl was not going to let her opponent get away with claiming that she looked better in blue, though. While it seemed as though the two of them were going to keep this match light and friendly, it was still a competition, and Janet wasn't going to concede anything to the other girl. "I'm pretty sure it looks better on me. Why don't you take another look?" Janet would do a pose of her own, putting her blue gloves on her hips and cocking them to the side, showing off her tummy as she leaned back slightly. Then, she would spin around and push out her butt, wiggling it a little at the redhead to tease her. She looked back over her shoulder and grinned. "I was a kickboxer before I came to AFW, and I've done a surprising amount of boxing over the last few years. I think you're going to really like it." She would turn back around and take a step towards the center of the ring.

"And I think we're both going to get a kick out of it when you're on your knees kissing me all over!"

Chelsea could already tell that Janet was going to be alot of fun to play with, this was a competition and being nice while competive seemed to be a trait that went over peoples heads but Janet seemed to have it down to a tee as she began posing. "Oh believe me sweety, I was looking hard not to with you in that. But you seriously cant say you didnt notice..." She said as she arched her back while strecthing so her own chest and belly were stuck out towards the beauty. "..anything you liked while you were heading down here." She said with a smirk on her face.

"I wanted to do something like that but instead I was stuck with cheerleading, guess I cant be to upset, it gave me a handfull of other things to be proud of." To further show off she also turned and ran her hand across her legs while her but stuck out. "My legs are pretty thankful for the experince. Of course youll have plenty of time to figure that out for yourself."

Janet's slightly more provocative poses coerced her opponent into posing some more for her, and Janet would admire the redhead's whole body, just watching the way the girl's muscles flexed and her weight shifted as she showed off her toned belly and those sculpted legs. "Who said I didn't see anything I liked? All I said was that I look better in blue, and that is, without a doubt, the truth." She would lift both of her gloves up and flex her arms, popping one leg up slightly to show off her whole body again for her fellow fighter. "But you're a close second, sweetie, and you should be proud of that."

Janet was intrigued when she heard that Chelsea had been a cheerleader. Cheerleaders, without a doubt, were some of the most physically fit individuals at any high school, and so Chelsea was not a stranger to athletics. Nor was she a stranger to competition, if her cheer squad was anything like the one at Janet's high school...even as an outsider, Janet could tell how intense those girls were in competing to be the top of the pyramid.

Of course, Janet was thinking of Chelsea as if she were a brand new rookie. While the girl was relatively inexperienced compared to Janet, she did already have a few matches under her belt. She was a cutie, too, and, as the referee girl called them to the center of the ring, Janet was confident that this was going to be a fantastic match. "Well, cheerleader, I guess we'll see whose body is stronger soon enough!" Janet would say, putting her gloves on her hips again and pushing out her chest proudly as the referee went over the rules for the two competitors one more time.

Chelsea smiled as she caught Janet admiring her body before bringing things back to the matter of there bikinis. "Oh really says you huh? Well I hate to be the bearer of bad news but me and several of these fans would have to disagree." She mentioned as the fans cheered at her less then modest poses. She wasn't afraid to show off and more importantly show up anyone in her way.

As soon as the ref brought them towards each other Janet spoke up while Chelsea briught out her gloves to be pounded as an early sign of respect to the much more experinced competitior. "Or You can just find out which part of me you like kissing the most." She said as she backed away once the rules were explained. No rounds was unusual  for a boxing match but fit more to her style of constant motion anyway.

The rules were easy to understand, and even in spite of the lack of rounds were fairly intuitive. They would box until one of them was knocked down, and when she was knocked down she would have to kiss her opponent's body in a spot of that opponent's choosing. There was nothing too complicated—no stripping, no other required actions to take except punching each other all around the ring. As Chelsea held her gloves out in a show of good sportsmanship, Janet would lift her blue gloves up and pound them down hard on Chelsea's red ones, before lowering them to let Chelsea return the favor. "Good luck trying to beat me, sweetie! You're going to be in for a tough time."

After the two exchanged their taunting, but cordial, remarks at the center of the ring, the referee let them back up to their respective corners. Janet bounced up and down and took a few shadow punches in Chelsea's direction, practicing in her corner for the real thing that was about to begin. After a few more seconds of anticipation, during which the crowd's cheering got louder and louder, the bell would ring to begin the fight, and Janet, grinning, wound pound her gloves together and then put them up in front of her face, bouncing forward to meet Chelsea again at the center of the ring.

Chelsea was silent throughout the instructions and when the time came to separate she offered her gloves first, letting her foe pound her gloves and doing the same before backing up. Her usual strenghts were nullified by this kind of match but she was still fast and could still hit. And she very much intended to hit as hard as she could. "Oh dont be like that, when you lose it wont be so bad." She said mockingly.

Still she did some excercises in her respective corner while waiting for the bell to ring. Once it di she moved in towards Janet wondering if it was better to attack first or or play defensive. Deciding on being the aggressor first she sent a stright left jab at Janets face to keep her hands up while she threw a right uppercut into her belly.

"Ha!" was all Janet had time to say in response to her opponent's taunt. She stuck her tongue out at the idea of her losing, making sure that Chelsea knew that the former Entropy champion was not going to let her win this match. Obviously, Chelsea had no intention of losing, either, and, with the two of them utterly unfamiliar with how the other operated in this sort of fight—save for Janet's earlier, distinctly different boxing matches which Chelsea may have studied—this match should be an interesting one indeed.

Once the bell rang and the two of them bounded out of their corners to meet each other in the middle of the ring again, Janet was faced with the decision of whether to play it defensively to start off or to go in and try to whack Chelsea around right away. Janet, after a moment's thought, decided on the latter. She was the more experienced fighter, and by attacking aggressively she set the tone of the match. Janet lifted her gloves, then suddenly sprang forward and threw a left jab at Chelsea's face to try to distract the girl from an upcoming body assault.

Chelsea, it seemed, had the same thought, and her red glove smacked into Janet's face while Janet's glove was busy trying to hit Chelsea's face. Janet was stunned, and the next thing she knew she felt another glove bury itself in her belly. "Uuoogh!" the Lakota choked, stumbling back a step before she would plant her feet hard and swing her own right fist forward, trying to land a hard right hook in Chelsea's side!