Fallon vs. Kyoko II: Girlfriends Belly Brawl

The back and forth of words and punches continued, though the former was slowing down as the latter intensified. "Hrrgh," Fallon groaned, as again the two of them exchanged punches to each other's lower bellies, purposefully focusing on the thicker muscle of the navel region and avoiding the easy, if satisfying, shots to the solar plexus. "It's like you forget that I'm just as good at wrestling, though."

She took a deep breath that replenished the oxygen in her system and restored strength to her abdominal muscles. Being punched at the moment of deepest inhale would hurt a little extra, of course, but Fallon didn't expect either she or Kyoko would be stooping to cheap tricks like that. Not at this point in the fight, anyway. Fallon, like Kyoko, aimed her next punch slightly lower than the navel, digging into deeper muscle. She kept her knuckles dug in for a second, twisting her fist to add a little bit of extra teasing pain, then splayed all five fingers wide as she used the motion to flick her fist away from Kyoko's belly.

And then she would immediately drive her other fist into Kyoko's belly, this one just barely above the navel, bracketing that belly button with intense blows as if taunting her with the possibility of what would happen when she targeted the navel precisely again. All the while, she was enduring these same blows from her girlfriend, hitting her with nearly equal force and precision, reddening the skin slightly but not causing any serious damage...not yet. "Gfffht..."

Kyoko chuckled at her words getting Fallon to respond to that, even as the punches rolled in. "Could've fooled me, you had me worried with how you little wrestling I was seeing from you recently." Kyoko joked standing there as she and Fallon continued to batter each other with punches to start this match. The words were slowing down but the fists were not and the abdominals of the two were going to be tested harder her than in any of their personal battles. As she punched Fallon again she was punched right on the navel again, with that being Fallon's main target for the moment.

"Gnngh.." Kyoko groaned as the punch stuck and started to dig into her muscles, she was far from done but she knew her abs could only take so much before this really started to hurt. But she still had a few punches to give out, watching the brunette for any signs of pain before she would pull her arm back and go for another punch, this time an uppercut that would stick into the center of Fallon's belly, wanting to test the center of her girlfriend and getting to enjoy the meat of Fallon's muscles.

Fallon scoffed at Kyoko's desire to see her wrestle more—she wrestled plenty! But only a handful of wrestling moves could specifically target the belly, and none of them hit with the same level of "oomph" as a punch. Between the two of them, they could focus on those moves, but other girls usually wanted to throw in attacks which targeted some other part of Fallon's body, which made the sport lose a little bit of its luster. Just for her cute little purple-haired paramour, though, Fallon would make sure to throw in some nice, crushing wrestling holds in the later stages of this fight...once Kyoko's abs were properly softened up!

Fallon pulled her fist back again. The two of them were always hammering away at each other like this, and neither set of abs was about to break any time soon, but every punch counted, adding another chip or crack which would eventually lead to the abdominal wall coming tumbling down. Fallon needed to strike fast and hard or else Kyoko could get a little advantage, and little advantages added up given time.

She swung her fist forward and upward, once again hitting Kyoko in the center of her core, where the ridges of her abs were at their most defined. The uppercut drove into those muscles and tried to tunnel through them. At the same time, Fallon was hit with a near-identical punch from her girlfriend. She could not help but let pain flash across her face, eyes narrowing, mouth frowning. She kept her eyes on Kyoko's face to watch for her reaction to the double punch as both their fists drove hard into each other's tummies. "Urrgh..."

Kyoko had so many plans once this match ended, which would give anyone the impression she was going for the quick win, but really she wanted to savor this moment of getting Fallon in a wrestling ring so they could fight it's time to shine, and show Fallon a thing or two about belly punching in a way that she couldn't dispute. Both of them were ready to do this the long way and chip away at the rock hard abs they had made for each other, Kyoko was confident that it would be worth it as she watched Fallon's face continue to show flashes of pain as her belly was slowly being punished by Kyoko's fist and with more punches on the way.

"Gngh.." Kyoko groaned, feeling a punch connect right where her core was the strongest. That mostly protected her but even that wasn't painless coming from Fallon, though she did enjoy the look on Fallon's face, even if it was brief. She brought her lips close and blew a kiss Fallon's way before she would actually move in, getting closer and risking more to throw an uppercut right into the center of Fallon's belly again!

Fallon was watching Kyoko's face closely, and Kyoko stared right back at her, as their latest punches connected. Kyoko's adorable features contorted in pain, her forehead creasing and her chubby cheeks plumping as air was forced out of her lungs. Fallon wanted to pinch those cheeks and plant plenty more kisses right on those huffy lips. Kyoko seemed to be thinking the same thing, blowing a kiss which Fallon gnashed her teeth at as if gobbling it up!

They both moved in closer, readying for yet more shots to each other's abs. Fallon's abs tensed as she went for a brutal, jackhammer-like straight punch, using the power of her abdomen to not just defend against her girlfriend's attacks, but lend more strength to her own. Kyoko went for an uppercut at the same time, but the two punches were still aimed for the exact centers of the girls' bellies.

"Nugh." Fallon's groan was a little deeper now, but she still wasn't going to slow down. She dug her straight punch in deep, but did not linger, instead pulling it out, winding up again, and going for an uppercut of her own right to that hardened center of Kyoko's belly!

Kyoko could keep doing this as long as she needed too, as long as Fallon took to bring down. Kyoko and Fallon would throw more punches. Each hitting the hardened cores of the other and trying to find a weak spot. She watched Fallon's face contort in pain and try to hide the worst of it, going further and further each time to test how far she could take this. After another exchange Kyoko decided to get feistier, if they were going to be going punch for punch she decided that it would spice things up and make this different from any match. Instead of punching again Kyoko's hands would slide above her head and hold there, exposing her body to Fallon's next punch.

"Uggh." Kyoko moaned, one that seemed to be a mix of pain and pleasure as she stood in place without fighting it. Then she looked up at Fallon with a half smile. "You might need one or 2 more. Anyone can go punch for punch, but women like us can go the extra mile can we?" Kyoko said standing in place and waiting for Fallon to strike again.

Fallon, in the heat of the moment, couldn't help but flinch when her fist hit Kyoko's belly and no retaliatory punch came her way. Even knowing her girlfriend as well as she did, she had been in enough battles like this to react instinctively to the unexpected lack of an attack—because nine times out of ten it meant her opponent was about to pull something sneaky on her and take advantage of her singleminded focus on belly punching.

This was the tenth time. Kyoko didn't do anything dirty, and Fallon's conscious mind, when it regained control a few tenths of a second later, forced her body to relax, knowing the purple-haired girl would have no interest in winning a girlfriends belly brawl through cheap or underhanded means. That wouldn't prove her belly was better. In fact, it would heavily imply just the opposite. When Kyoko put her arms above her head, though, Fallon smirked, knowing exactly what Kyoko had in mind to try to show off just how unbreakable her abs were.

Hands up. Two punches each. The last time they did this, they hadn't had nearly as much clothing on.

"Don't mind if I do," Fallon said with a smirk, and she immediately twisted around to strike with her left hand now, driving a mirror image of the right-handed uppercut into Kyoko's core, still aiming for those tough abdominal packs right in the center to break them down. She wiggled her knuckles as they penetrated as deep as possible into Kyoko's gut, then would pull back...and put her own arms above her head. She pushed out her hip and licked her lips.

"Show me what you've got, Jelly Belly."

Kyoko's action was met with a slight flinch from Fallon which almost made her laugh, before the recognition of what her real plan was set in. Naturally she accepted, getting the chance to hit Kyoko again and enjoy something more her speed anyway, going for another punch that hit Kyoko around where the last one did as well. "Mggh.." Kyoko grunted, feeling her abs take the hit, while the knuckles found more ground than last time. Her abs weren't invincible and eventually even the lightest punch would wear them out if she was hit long enough. And Fallon wasn't punching light at all, though she intended to be done with her long before that happened. And she could enjoy the sight of Fallon pressing her hips forward and giving her full range of her abs to go off of.

"Right now you should be watching my fists, not my belly." Kyoko said, raising her hands and curling them into fists before she would step in close and look down at Fallon's magnificent abs, trying to chip away at her with a right to the lower belly, then a left that would hit the right side of it each time letting her fist linger and savor the feeling of Fallon's belly being pummeled.. Even now the solar plexus would remain unpunched, she had a feeling that became a secret rule here. Once she was done she stepped away and brought her hands up again ready to take her turn.

Fallon would have done a little more showing off for her girlfriend, with plenty of hip-wiggling and booty shaking, but it would have only distracted them both from the important task at hand of trying to break one another's abs. She brushed some loose strands of her cocoa brown hair back away from her forehead as she brought her arms up, then clasped her hands behind her head and flexed her abs.

Kyoko's punches came quickly, first from the right and then the left. They still hit near her core, near the strongest part of her abs, slightly on the low side. "Rhhk..." Fallon grunted, feeling those knuckles press in for a moment after each punch. She was starting to feel fatigue, but there was a long way to go yet. The two of them had pushed each other's limits so far during their constant training that the number of full-power punches it took to break either belly was well into the hundreds.

Fallon punched again, going with her left first this time, coming in with a hook that would bash Kyoko's abs from the side, then repeating the attack from the opposite side with her right fist. Her knuckles scraped across iron abs and she enjoyed that brief power struggle of muscle against hand, as Kyoko's core fought desperately to protect itself. As Kyoko had, Fallon left her girlfriend's solar plexus untouched, leaving the tantalizing target for later. She smiled as her hands slid back up above her head, and she braced herself for Kyoko's return fire.

Kyoko was starting to sense she was getting somewhere, she knew those last hits were starting to sting Fallon's abs and how she was eager to go further until those abs were soft enough to sleep on. As her turn ended she prepared herself watching Fallon the entire time and daring her to go harder, the brunette was certainly going to try by the way she was looking back. Her first punch came and then her second followed, hitting the sides of her abs to test out the entire body. "Ggggh.." Kyoko groaned, enduring the punches while she tried to show just how durable her stomach had become, while she still had some dents in the armor her overall body was almost a shield with an iron defense, the kind that Fallon wasn't punching through anytime soon.

She had to make sure that wasn't the case for her, if her fantasy of carrying Fallon out of here was going to happen. Raising her fist and watching Fallon she would get in close and would throw an uppercut to Fallon's lower belly and push into the core of the brunette before stepping away and throwing a straight, but powerful jab to the center, targeting the middle because it was where the muscles were the tightest and if she could break things up there Fallon's sides tended to get weaker too, and she loved the sounds Fallon made when you could push through her middle, she swears Fallon does it on purpose to get her going.