Iron Abs Workout Challenge!

Kyoko was still talking crazy talk, obviously not really hearing exactly what Fallon was saying, not getting what the Californian was trying to explain to her. That was kind of a bummer, but Fallon recognized that her friend was delirious and not exactly in her right mind, with all of that pain in her tummy fogging up her mind. Fallon would let Kyoko take a nap soon enough, and then set her straight while the girl was buying her dinner.

As soon as they said go, Fallon's legs tightened as hard as they could, those fresh limbs clamping down on Kyoko's head almost hard enough to make it pop off of her shoulders! Kyoko's legs, while weaker in general than Fallon's and obviously more tired seeing as how they had failed her up on the bars, slammed down around Fallon's head, too, and, admittedly...it hurt, a lot. But what hurt more than getting squeezed and choked by those legs was the fist which dug into her side. "Oounngh!" Fallon gasped, face contorting in pain, her legs weakening for a second before she bit her lip, squeezed down with them even harder than before, and then delivered a shot into Kyoko's lower gut, just below her belly button, as she felt a shot hit her navel!

"Uuuunnnnnh!!" Fallon squawked, eyes watering a bit, misting slightly as her legs hung on for dear life! Following up on that shot at Kyoko's lower gut, Fallon just had to keep going, as she aimed her next shot upward, trying to arc it into Kyoko's belly button from below to pound her fist upward into weaker, softer belly!

This couldn't take long...as much as they were both hurting...

This as already straining and difficult to do, which she expected but so soon. Really showed where her she stood as far as stamina and it wasn't at all what she thought she had left in the tank. Though it was slightly helped by Fallons reaction which was showing she was just as hurt, giving Kyoko the strength she needed to push on and beat her or hope to as she felt her second punch catch her side. Shaking for a second as her legs slackened slightly Kyoko tried to overcome that and give the girl another whopping punch to her solar plexus as she felt a third shot hit her belly button.

"Huuagghk!" Kyoko coughed out as her face scrunched in pain her face going read from the lack of air as her body weakly heaved from the brutal hits. Trying to power through the pain of the move Kyoko desperately wanted to get her fourth shot in and hopefully would get some results here sending another curved punch to Fallon's solar plexus to follow up on her previous shot.

After three punches, Fallon was already feeling like she was close to bursting. This was not good at all. Three punches into a belly punching contest should never be where Fallon was feeling anything even resembling pain, but already she was close to breaking. This kind of contest, six rounds long, every round a titanic, protracted, brutal struggle, was able to break her abs like they had never been broken before. Her thoughts from earlier returned now, more clear than ever, even as the rest of her mind and the world around her got a little fuzzy...right now, her abs were weaker than the tiniest, softest kawaii's.

But that wasn't humiliating, seeing as how Kyoko was in the same shape—or even worse shape. Having ruined abs for a couple of days would be worth the victory. They would be a badge of honor. Fallon rode out that shot to her solar plexus with a loud bark of pain, eyes watering a bit, her belly beaten inward hard enough that Kyoko's knuckles actually left an indent. All the air which had been left inside of her was forced out, and, unless she could gulp in some more soon, she was going to pass out, with the way those legs were constricting around her neck. Hoping her fourth shot would be enough to end this, Fallon would pull her arm back, grit her teeth, and then curve as hard a punch as she could possible muster right up into Kyoko's devastated solar plexus...

...as Kyoko's punch hit her in the same spot, almost making her throw up with the force of it, as all of her internal organs jumped and she saw stars!

Kyoko was trying to force her way to the finish, ignoring the pain in her entire body as much as she could while keeping her legs secured around Fallons. Though her legs were already tiring and worse her body was feeling weak from the lack of air and her belly being practically mush by this point in the contest as she tried to desperately force a win if she could. Her fourth punch connected at the same time as Fallon's and the results were as she should have expected...pretty devastating.

She couldn't even scream out or protest. Feeling completely worked over as her body spasmed and shut down from the pain of it. As her legs dropped off of Fallon's she didn't even notice the similar situation her foe was in as Kyoko rolled entirely to her back and laid there. Her tummy stinging in a numbing pain as she laid on the floor almost completely spent.

When their fourth punches connected, slamming right into solar plexuses, into the weakest parts of what were already essentially destroyed bellies, the results were easily predictable. They had barely lasted any longer than this in the last challenge. This one, when they were squeezing each other, draining still more energy, was never going to last more than a few punches, no matter what the two typically iron-gutted girls tried to say. As their fists buried themselves deep in each other's bellies, they both let out a yelp, before their bodies convulsed, trembled...and, essentially, broke down.

Fallon slipped away from Kyoko and fell over onto her back, laying rather limply on the floor, her breathing shallow, barely audible, her belly, red and sore, throbbing terribly, feeling as though it had swollen up to twice its usual size, with every single thing seeming to hurt it more, from the prickling feeling of the nearly imperceptible breeze of the room's air conditioner to the melting-like pain which the lights beaming down upon them were causing.

Fallon was delirious, nearly out of it. She didn't know what happened to Kyoko, and right now she had no way to find out.

Thankfully both girls pretty much gave out at the same time as Kyoko rolled to her front and tended to her very sore, very beaten, and very red stomach. With the added affect of not having to deal with the lack of air anymore cause Fallon wasn't squeezing her neck and choking her out Kyoko was trying her hardest to keep breathing normally though at the moment her breathing was fast and sporadic.

She almost wanted to puke but thankfully she reeled that much in, not that she had much to eat before this anyway but the point still stood. She was hurt and now that they had tied for the second time it meant they weren't done just yet. Though if they could even do anything else was yet to be seen.

They had both gotten right up to that point where they were about to lose consciousness, and at that moment they broke off their attacks, unwrapped their legs from around each other's necks, and rolled away, effectively ending this round in a draw. Fallon would take a little while to think over the implications of that after she was done tending to her bruised abdomen, letting the pain die down to a point where she could think. Fallon wiggled so that she was flat on her back, her belly not touching anything except her own hands, which ran across it very lightly, just trying to test the state of the muscles, feeling them twitch when touched, but mostly feeling them just react to the touch with a spasm of pain. She felt like she even found a few actual dents in her belly, which might take several days to fully spring back from.

With some deep breaths, Fallon began to calm down and think straight, coming back from the edge of passing out. So, with another tie, the two of them each had two wins, two losses, and two draws, meaning that there was no winner of their challenge. Not yet, anyway. Fallon groaned, grinning a pained grin and shaking her head, trying to think through where they went from here...

Neither was making an effort to speak, too busy tending to the very soar bruises they had accumulated that had started to make it harder to even breathe let alone stand up. Her red stomach wasn't going to be healing anytime soon and her efforts to ease the pain were having minimal effect at best. Finally Kyoko was able to dull out the pain enough to properly start talking...or at least enough to detail hat was to come next. With a draw they were both now 2-2-2 which was by all intents a draw that needed a final round to resolve.

"So..that...didn't work in either of our favors....So....Tiebreaker....in the ring...You up for it...?" Kyoko said offering a hand out to Fallon, hoping for the mutual benefit of pulling her up and being pulled up off the floor.

Fallon was not going to talk at all until she absolutely had to. It would hurt a ton, and she was still holding out hope that, maybe, her fellow squirming belly puncher would just pass out and she could claim victory on a technicality. It was a slim chance, of course, knowing how competitive Kyoko was. So basically Fallon was just trying to buy herself as much recovery time as possible. But of course Kyoko would start talking a lot sooner than would have been ideal for Fallon's comfort. The Californian let out a low, whimpering groan as she turned her body towards Kyoko, looking at her friend with glazed-over eyes.

But they did have to talk. At 2-2-2, the contest, which had had them barely able to move after four rounds, was now going to go seven. At least seven. "Yeah...that was, uh, not exactly...the best result..." Fallon would huff back. As Kyoko reached out to her, Fallon reached out, too, grabbing Kyoko's wrist so they could pull themselves a little bit closer to each other, then begin the process of standing up again.

"So...in the ring...just straight-up punching until someone's standing...and someone's down...?"

"Something...like that..yeah..My original idea was..a match but...we can barely move as is..itd just be two babies barely able to walk moving around..And then again..that would be kinda cheap after...the whole point of this contest...so I guess I'm nixing it..." Kyoko spluttered out as she helped and was helped by Fallon to get to a seated position. Getting her feet under her to try and stand up, proved a bit more difficult and if she dropped again actually getting up would be a chore for sure. Assuming she could get up again at all.

But she wasn't going to drop, not when she came this close to victory one too many times. Fallon was about ready to drop and if she could secure the final victory over her new...friend she guessed? She could but some of her own lingering doubts after there match to rest. Once she got up to her feet she would try and get to the ring staying close to Fallon for support. "Middle of the ring? So we cant use the ropes for support?"