SEX BATTLE- Skeebo vs Chelsea (for MrsIffy)

Hardcore Match

Chelsea had walked into the showers, towels in her hand (with weapons inside of the towel, just for those perverts!) and was planning on taking a shower. She didn't care if the boys had control of this room, she needed a shower and was not going to let some guys stop her.

Chelsea had started to remove her clothing, and stepped into the stalls, it seemed to be all clear at the moment, maybe she would be able to do something in peace.

"RRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAGH!!!"

Boomed the roaring shout from a wild beast. Atleast, that was what it sounded like. The men's shower was empty, but that didn't mean that the place was any less disgusting looking as it was full.
The handwashing sinks had all sort of gunk and messy, brown looking residue all over the edges, faucets and even on the mirror. Speaking of mirros, the shits were so damn foggy that nobody could get a decent glimpse of thier reflection in it.

And please, let's not get started on the toilets....


"RRRRRAAAAAAHHH!!!"

There it was again! Even louder this time! Oh man, who can it be? Was it an actual F$%^ing beast!? Or maybe.....maybe it was something worse than a beast. Something...or someone perhaps...

"RRRRAAAAAHH!! FEEE FI FO FUM!!! ALL OF MY VICTIMS, HERE I COME!!!! "

A dreadlocked, giant who stood at mass rivaling with a boulder came stomping his way into the showers. Thanks to the steam, his copper skin shimmered underneath the ceiling lights. His large frame was tastelessly decorated with the hairs of Sasquatch, and lastly, his teeth....oh my gawd...his teeth " title="Mad" />

Anyway, the big guy will just go on about, trampling and stomping around the showers as loudly as he can in search of whoever was in there.

Chelsea was just about getting done with her shower, and turned off the water, hearing some sort of monster coming towards the showers. What sort behemoth could be on it's way? Oh well, she figured that she would just put her clothes on.

She had started to put her clothes on, simply because she thought that she was hearing things, but then she heard another similar roars. She would start to put on her clothes with caution now. After she was done, she heard somebody yell something.

"Hmm, well, I guess this might be the perfect time to try to make this a neutral territory. She waited for this man and saw him, she smirked a bit.

"HEY! How about we have a hardcore match in here? In fact, let's make it a Sex Battle, unless you are to scared of this girl!" Chelsea would say, waiting for an answer.

The giant quickly glances in the same direction the voice had come from, and there she stood; a woman much smaller than he. Skeebo cocked up an eyebrow and flared his nostrils as he took a minute to think. What was this puny little insect thinking? Going up against a bigger opponent than she?
It was then the big guy couldn't help it; he bursted out a hearty laugh.

"BWAAAHAA! Yu tink yu can ramp wit me, eh, gyal!?"

Woman or no woman. If it's fight she wanted, then its a fight she will get. The giant assumed a loose grappling stance and started to stomp his way for the woman, casting a huge shadow than can swallow her whole if the beast got too close.

"Dis ah go hurt yu, more ah it gah hurt meeee!"

Whatever he just said. At any rate, Skeebo will attempt to get in and swing a violent arm for the woman's head. It was rather slow and deliberate, making it easy to see coming.

Chelsea would keep a close look on the beast, and would watch his eyes. She thought that this big man's confidence was amusing! Of course somebody his size would be confident like that!

She would watch him swing his arm, and would attempt to duck underneath the arm. If she could do that then she would attempt to swing a fist at the big man's ribs, aiming to knock some air out of him.

"So, you seem to think you are going to win huh?" Chelsea would say with a grin.

"Grrrr!"

Another monstrous roar resounded throughough the vacant shower walls. What a sneaky move. Chelsea ducked right below his punch and aimed a solid hit to his stomache. The big man crinched just a little, but was quickly able to recover. This time, more angrier than ever. His features would curl more pronounced than before. His upper lip risen just enough to give witness to his white, sharp teeth.

"Ggrrrrrraah! Yu lickle wench, yu!"

A gust of hot air blew from Skeebo's nostrils and his arm muscles tensed up. The more he looked at her, the more foul, violent fantasies of Chelsea getting thrown, broken and ripped apart started to play in his mind. Now...she was going to get it!

Once more, Skeebo stepped for the smaller woman and tried to get a good grasp of her between his large fingers. His beady eyes bubbled intensily.

Chelsea had thought that was good, but she was wrong. This man seemed to be as tough as he looked! But she would not give up, in fact she felt that she could do some major damage still.

When he attempted to grab her, she would attempt to lock up with him, after all she was a lot stronger then she looked! If they locked each other up successfully, Chelsea would attempt to push this man up against a wall and would go for a knee soon afterwords, that is if she could.

Another rumbled noise drawled out from his gargled speech. His tone either spelled confusion at the small woman's sudden strength, or his very annoyance that only seemed to climb higher the longer Skeebo looked at her face.

"You woooorm!"

The beast managed to say, the word nearly hidden beneath the wavering growl. The damn bitch thought she could do anything to Skeebo? Someone bigger, and from the looks of it, MUCH STRONGER!? Don't make him laugh! As soon as Skeebo was done with her, Chelsea's name should be.....DEADsea! Yeah, that's it...DEADsea!

"Bwahahaha! Let's see 'ow yu' like DIS!!!!???"

When Chelsea locks up with Skeebo, the monster will attempt to ram his big ol' forhead into hers to stop her from trying to push the beast backwards!

Chelsea felt the smash of Skeebo's noggin against hers, it felt as if a brick was getting smashed across her head, in other words, it hurt like hell! Chelsea, a little out of it after that shot, would at least attempt to do something to prevent Skeebo from doing further damage.

How would one do so though? After all this man was a giant who could take a few good shots, so how would this work? Simple, as Chelsea attempted to kick Skeebo right in the gut.

What!? The bitch also knows Kung-Fu or someshit? Kicking him in the stomache like that? Skeebo, as one can expect, only got angrier with her. The girl was a fast little number, managing to get anoter strike in his gut.

"Ooooogghg!"

The echoes from Skeebo's growl bounced off every wall in the bathroom. Suddenly, a random guy went storming out of one of the bathroom facilities with his pants still down.

"Shit! It's fucking Skeebo!"
Terror written all over his face, the guy screamed like he had a pair of overies, rather than a pair of balls, and stormed out the bathroom. Meanwhile, Skeebo was still doubled over holding his belly with one hand. As for his other, it tried to reach for the girl's hair.

"C'mere, you little WENCH!"