Serena Light vs Claire O'Doherty

Serena was quite excited. it was time for another match of her's. This time round it was a boxing match. She was expecting a hentai match, but this would do. She was afraid that she was getting rusty with all the time she hadn't spent fighting.

Today she was going to get the chance to sharpen them again. Dressed in a simple red leotard, she made her way out of backstage wearing just her leotard and a pair of hard gloves. She waved as the crowd cheered for her all the while strolling into the ring. Once she gets inside, she would turn around and face the entrance walkway, waiting for her opponent.

Clare had anticipated this match. Boxing was Clare's game, what she was meant for, and she'd found that few seemed as dedicated to the discipline.
She made her way out into the boisterous arena where the ring sat, she had a rare size advantage on her opponent for a change. That was incredibly rare usually, though Clare might have been about an equal build, considering the fact that she was a good 9" taller than Serena.
She made her way to the ring in a short, white tanktop that left her midriff exposed and hugged her soft bosom which was adequate for her size.
She wore a simple pair of black and white running shorts that made it half way to her knee and a pair of black and white high tops. Her green gloves, and green ribbons in her hair both matched her emerald eyes.

Clare slipped between the ropes and looked over her opponent. As usual she held no grudge and was all smiles in the ring, having her stats announced and approaching the center of the ring. She extended an arm to touch gloves with Serena before the bell rang. "Best of luck" she said, being genuinely friendly with her opponent.

"You'll need it." Serena replied as she bumped fists with her. Serena may have been smaller, but that didn't bother her too much. She felt that her size could be used to her advantage. As she looked at her opponent, the bell rang.

She raised her guard up and put herself in a peek-a-boo stance. As she covered her face and walked forward protecting herself.

As she got closer, she would suddenly shoot forward and throw a light punch to her face. It didn't matter if it was blocked or dodge.

Because her real goal was to suddenly change styles as she spun around in a 180 degree angle to close the gap between them.

Once than, she would spin around again and suddenly throw an uppercut towards her chin.

This was a common trick used to fool her opponents. The more skilled she was, the higher the chance she would fall for the switch, as this was a skill that uses the opponent's psychology against her.

If she reacted fast with experience she would probably be hit, or if she was slow and confused she might see the second spin coming.

Clare sighed, she'd ran into many like this. Clare backed away from the first punch, her feet carrying her easily away from harm. She offered no response to Serena's words, instead she planned to put her in her place through physical means. Before she could do that however, Clare found herself perplexed by her opponents maneuvers. She seemed to be attempting to adjust and work her way in. Clare wasn't going to pay the girl the courtesy of letting her land a hit that could be avoided. No, Clare was a bit annoyed by Serena's personality, and decided that the best method for the first round was to outbox her. She was built on these skills after all.
After avoiding Serena's first series of punches, Clare moved in with a convincing head fake to the right, as the distraction was put into play she would send her powerful left hook to Serena's temple, hoping to scare her off a little bit.

"Ergh!" Serena would cry out as not only did her attack fail, but she even got counterattacked. However she wasn't going to take it lying down. Instead of falling back, Serena merely pressed forth, she shot forth, pretended to jump forth as if attempting a headbutt, when in fact, her real target was to do a one two punch.

Weather or not Claire fell for her feint of a headbutt did'nt matter, she simply threw a one two punch followed by a feint, and than a straight left hook to Claire's breasts as payback for her insolence.

Clare realized that Serena wouldn't back down quite so easily. She seemed to have an odd style, which Claire was thankful for. She was sick of fighting cookie cutter boxers to begin with. She quickly concealed her head at the fake of a headbutt, luckily her instinct to guard would see that the two punches hit her gloves which she kept high and rigid. Unfortunately, Serena's glove bashed directly into her soft, pale breast. Clare yelped, the punch was unnecessarily hard. Her opponent had no intentions of fighting fair. An unusual thing happened at that moment. Clare became pissed. The friendly face from before faded, a serious expression gracing her face now. "What the fuck was that?" Clae snapped angrily. She wasted little time with words after that. She had seldom been hit in the tits before, and when it did happen, it was accidental. This match became personal at that point, this early on. Clare's blazing power, speed and precision blended together, especially in her anger. She threw a volatile combo, her first punch set to hit Serena hard in the stomach in the hopes of doubling her over. If it worked she'd go for and uppercut, then a jab. She figured that she was the better boxer, it wasn't a guaranteed victory though. She wanted to display her technique. After the combo, Clare would try keeping as close to Serena as possible.

"Sorry!!" Serena winced. She didn't think a breast punch would really hurt that much, but it did. She really felt bad about hitting that spot, but it was the most open spot in her defence and she took it.

She didn't expect her to get enrage so easily. "So--guah!!" She tried to appologize for it, but Claire cut her off with a heavy punch to her stomach doubling her over. "Wa--wait..." She tried to apologized, but she received an uppercut to her chin, snapping her head upwards, spraying a bit of saliva out as well as she stumbled back.

She was dazed from the impact but still consious as Claire came for the third punch, she would quickly slide to the side and throw a right towards her face for a cross counter. Hoping to knock her back so that she can apologized.

Clare moved into each punch closing in, close and closer to her opponent with each one. Clare saw ahead of time that her opponent was moving, but she had no time to correct the mistake. The counter jolted her head a little bit, but she kept her hands up again. Clare didn't want to give Serena breathing room, and would close their distance once again by holding up her guard and trying to use her body to bull the smaller fighter into a neutral corner.

"Look I'm sorry! I didn't know it was that sensitive!" Serena appologized to her the moment her counter hit. But it didn't seem like she wanted to listen. As Claire closed her distance between them, she stepped back, however she stopped halfway, knowing full well that what lied behind her was the corner, and she couldn't allow a larger opponent to corner her. Instead she suddenly shot forth and tried to cinch with her as she tried to bull her into the corner. She needed to get the ref girl to break them apart so as to give her breathing space.

Clare heard the apology, and was a bit surprised to hear it. The discomfort had subsided by now, Clare's harder expression faded, as the clinch came Clare tried slipping a small punch to Serena's stomach to get her off on her own. Whether it hit home or not, the referee indeed stepped in to separate the boxers. Clare's expression was friendly again, she was a hard person to anger usually, and she didn't like the feeling. When the combatants were separated again, Clare decided she'd give Serena room to try and hit her, Clare was adamant on sizing up her competition, unlike her first opponent, Serena seemed to know how to box decently. Clare was determined to prove that she was better, she formulated a strategy and danced back, waiting for Serena to do as she would. Half hoping for some aggression, she loved opponents that would stand their ground and brawl. Whatever kind of fighter Serena was, Clare was determined to figure it out, and then look for the errors in the technique. After which, she'd make Serena aware of them.