Female Boxing Federation

THE ANNOUNCEMENT
AN ANNOUNCEMENT FROM THE FEMALE BOXING FEDERATION ---
It has come to the attention of the FBF that two of its boxers, Hardhitting Heather and Alia Boxer, have been engaged in several full-scale private fights outside of the Federation. While the FBF encourages its members to be active, these bouts have gone past normal “sparring” and have erupted into a full-scale and intense rivalry between the two.
Seeing an opportunity to promote the organization, and to provide a source of huge revenues, the FBF mandates that Heather and Alia will be forced to bring their rivalry into the public domain, and will match the two up in a major event. Their next bout will be staged in front of a capacity crowd at the MGM Grand Hotel in Las Vegas, one of the world’s best known boxing cities and venues (with the FBF retaining all income from ticket sales), and will be televised on a pay-per-view basis around the world (with the FBF, again, retaining all pay-per-view sales income). The date and time for the mega-bout is to be determined but preliminary activities, including the weigh-in and a pre-bout press conference, are scheduled in the very near future.
The bout will be the first full-scale public event in which the FBF has allowed participants to be topless, in deference to the two fighters’ earlier private fights. It is expected that will increase the television audience greatly. And, in order to promote the event even more, the FBF has announced that the winner of the bout, scheduled for 12 rounds or to a knockout, will be crowned as the inaugural FBF Middleweight Champion in a newly-created division. The winner and first middleweight champion will be required to defend that title on a regular basis following the Las Vegas event.
Along with the championship belt, both Heather and Alia have confirmed in separate interviews that there are special stakes in place dependent on which one wins the bout. However, despite repeated questioning, neither boxer would go into any detail about those stakes, only saying that they would not become public until the fight’s end.
More details will be forthcoming, but promotional billboards and posters are being erected throughout the Las Vegas Strip as we speak, and the two fighters have already set up their training locations and their penthouse suites within the MGM Grand.

FBF MIDDLEWEIGHT TITLE MATCH INTERVIEW WITH HARD-HITTING HEATHER
Walking into the conference to conduct my interview, I smile to the camera crew and to correspondent doing the interview. I am dressed to kill in a Red dress with red heels on my makeup done to perfection with my golden blonde hair flowing. Taking my seat I shake hands with the correspondent as she sits and begins the interview
Interviewer: “Hello everyone! ESPN’S Sarah Silvers and I am here with Hard-Hitting Heather as she gets ready for her upcoming fight this Saturday with Alia. Heather, tell me your thoughts on this fight this Saturday and more importantly your thoughts on your opponent Alia”.
Heather: “Well Sarah This is going to be a historic fight! I mean 12 rounds and for the first time ever a topless bout. From what I hear tickets are sold out and the numbers for Pay Per View are through the roof. So that in itself is something I am looking forward to. Not to mention the FBF Middleweight title is on the line. As for my opponent and my thoughts on her. Alia is a good boxer, but I am just better simply put. And I know people will refer to the leaked footage…”
Interviewer: “Tell us about the leaked footage how did that get out and how exactly did that take place?”
Heather: “Honestly, I am not even sure how the footage from our fights got out. They started as a friendly rivalry that… well it took a turn, let’s just say that!” I say with a laugh and a smile as I think about how the second tape got leaked.
Interviewer: “We have also heard rumors about some supposed stakes between you and Alia can you elaborate on that?”
Heather: “I can, but I won’t. That is simply between me and my opponent. It’s about the only thing we both agreed upon after finding out about the fight” I say with another laugh and a smile knowing the press would go nuts if they knew what were considered doing after the match to the loser.
Interviewer: “Are you in anyway nervous about going against Alia? I mean the fights she has had before you have been historic.”
Heather: “And? What of it? I am not nervous about Alia. I am going to go out there and kick her ass from one side of the ring to the other. When I am done with Alia she will be so embarrassed she will retire from boxing for good!” I feel my anger getting the better of me and growl. “You know what else Sarah. I am tired of everyone bringing up how Alia beat me in our first leaked match. The second match shows how badly I beat her and I plan on doing it again! Alia this…Alia that… Fuck Alia and fuck with this interview I am fucking done!” I growl pulling my mic off and grabbing my things to leave!

FBF MIDDLEWEIGHT TITLE MATCH INTERVIEW WITH ALIA BOXER
The ESPN cameras are already set up when I walked into the room, in a tight black body suit under the jacket that I slip off, the body suit emphasizing every curve and every muscle on my superbly toned frame and I can tell from the looks of the TV crew that it’s definitely working. My dark hair flying free and looking very casual, trying to look almost nonchalant while I’m on pins and needles inside, my body tingling every time I think of Saturday night and our date in the ring.
I recognized Sarah Silvers from ESPN’s boxing coverage and take my seat next to her, the lights seeming to make my black suit shimmer and I subconsciously breathe in and tense a couple of muscle groups, looking to be a little more daunting as the interview begins.
“THANKS FOR TAKING A MOMENT DURING YOUR TRAINING FOR THE BIG FIGHT TO SPEAK TO US. CAN YOU FIRST TELL US FROM YOUR VIEWPOINT HOW THIS FIGHT CAME TO BE?”
“First of all, I don’t like the Federation setting up fights and forcing boxers to take part. But in this case, I’m more than happy, because it gives me a chance to beat and humiliate Heather in front of a huge live audience and in front of television viewers everywhere. It’s true that we have done some private fights, and we did video them for our own use. Somehow the Federation got their hands on that video, but they didn’t get ALL the video. It seems that they only got clips when Heather had an advantage, which was only for a VERY few moments in any of those three fights. From that, I can guess how the Federation obtained the ‘edited’ video … and I’ll make her pay for that when we get in the ring.”
“YOU SAID SHE HAD AN ADVANTAGE FOR ONLY A FEW MOMENTS, BUT IN AN ANALYSIS OF THE VIDEO IT CERTAINLY LOOKED LIKE SHE WAS AN EASY WINNER IN YOUR SECOND FIGHT … AND AFTER THE THIRD FIGHT SHE APPEARED TO HAVE YOU HELPLESS HANGING ON THE ROPES. HOW DO YOU RESPOND TO THAT?”
“I will admit, she did win our second private fight, but that was after I’d pummeled and pounded her the first time we met. I made the mistake of taking it easy in the second one and she landed a few lucky punches. And as for the third fight, the edited video didn’t show that I had her hurt repeatedly in what we had agreed was a fight until one of us got knocked down, and SHE was the one that got knocked down. There is no mistaking that and I have the video evidence to prove it. What happened afterward only showed how devious she is and how anxious to cover up the fact that I thoroughly outboxed her in that fight.”
“THE FBF HAS PUT MORE INTO PROMOTING THIS FIGHT THAN ANY BOUT IN ITS YOUNG HISTORY, EVEN INAUGURATING A MIDDLEWEIGHT DIVISION AS PART OF THE HYPE. HOW HAVE YOU BEEN AFFECTED BY ALL THE HOOPLA?”
“I’ve stayed away from all the promotion and the publicity, and concentrated on doing my fight preparations in private. But as you can see (flexing a big bicep), I’m in better shape and better condition than I was in any of those private bouts, and I’m ready to show the results of all that training. I do admit, seeing the billboards around Vegas makes me want to punish her even more.”
“THIS BOUT’S GOING TO BE THE FIRST FBF MAJOR EVENT WHERE THE PARTICIPANTS WILL FIGHT TOPLESS. DOES THAT AFFECT YOUR PREPARATIONS?”
“Not at all. I don’t blame the Federation for doing that. I mean, look at this body (stands and does a quick turn and flex). And Heather may be a bitch and only a semi-talented fighter, but she is attractive in a slut kind of way, and that should have all those guys breaking out their credit cards for the pay-per-view. It’s a shame that her face AND her tits are going to get so messed up.”
“THERE WERE MOMENTS ON THE VIDEO WE SAW OF YOUR PRIVATE FIGHTS THAT, SHALL WE SAY, IT BECAME LESS SLUGFEST AND MORE SENSUAL. CAN WE EXPECT MORE OF THAT IN THE VEGAS RING?”
“Well, somehow that doctored video you saw managed to show only the parts were she had a measure of control over me erotically. That video only showed very ‘selected’ scenes. Suffice it to say that there are stakes in place to make sure that after I knock her ass out, there will be action of a totally different nature and it’ll be something that she’ll have nightmares about for a long time. Whether or not that action happens in the ring or somewhere else, that will be kept quiet until after the fight.”
“DO YOU HAVE A PREDICTION FOR THE FIGHT?”
“Prediction? It’s foolish to predict something when you already know what’s going to happen. I’m going to embarrass her. It’s going to be fun to see all that blonde hair spread out on the canvas over and over, and I’m glad we’ve got extra cameras in each of the corners so people can see me work her over in so many ways when she tries to run to the ropes to escape me. The only reason I won’t finish her quick is to make it a better show for the fans, but there will be no question at any point about who’s the better fighter and the better woman. No way can she stand up to the power that I’m going to be throwing at her!”

AFTER THE INTERVIEWS ….
Alia Boxer -- I'm glad this last full interview is done, so I can concentrate just on the fight on Saturday ... yeah, there's still the weigh-in and a press opportunity tomorrow, the day before the fight, but that'll give me the opportunity to start getting in your head some a day before we get in the ring ... and I'm already thinking about what I'll do at the weigh-in as I'm waiting in the hotel lobby for the elevator, still in my workout sweats ...
Hardhitting Heather -- After what felt like a long day I knew I still needed to get my workout in. My interview had conducted earlier that day and after getting some other matters tended to I had lost track of time for my own workout. I was in the elevator headed down to the hotel lobby so I could head to the gym. My gym bag packed with my gloves and gear while I had on sweats. As I was riding the elevator my mind wandered to the upcoming weigh-in and press opportunity. My mind also went to you and how even though it was a massive hotel we haven't quite run into each other yet.
Alia Boxer -- I'd been using the elevator away from the lobby, the one that opened out onto the casino floor, to avoid a lot of public contact -- and mostly to avoid bumping into you, wanting to keep all of my building anger and rage and "fight lust" together ... but today the damn elevator's taking way too long, I keep thinking, until finally the door opened, and right when I was thinking about my plans for the weigh-in and photo op tomorrow, your ass is standing there with an equipment bag ... "Why you holding up the fuckin' elevator, bitch?" I hiss, standing with my hands on my hips just outside the door ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Normally I would have gone early in the morning to get my workout done, but since my interview took precedence I had to adjust my damn plans. I had taken the early gym time so I wouldn't run into you and keep my "fight-lust" along with my own anger and rage to myself. Stuck in my own head I hadn't realize the elevator dinged until I heard your voice. Right there in front of me you stood and right there my rage burned. " Fuck you slut! I didn't know they let the fucking trash use this elevator!" I hissed knowing it wasn't one of my best comebacks, but you caught me off guard so fucking sue me.
Alia Boxer -- "You'll think trash when I'm beating the shit out of you Saturday night," I shout back, barely noticing a few people starting to gather around the elevator and some of the gamblers looking up from their tables and slots with the shouting. "I only wish I didn't have to wait until Saturday to start fucking you up, and you are going to get fucked up worse than you can imagine ... SLUT!" Leaning in just enough to make sure you and your equipment bag can't slide out of the door without bumping into me, my blood boiling even more when I see your bag and thinking there's probably still a big dildo inside that you fooled me with last time ...
Hardhitting Heather -- "We will see when I have you banged up against the ropes bitch! EVERYBODY PLACE YOUR VETS FOR HOW LONG IT TAKES ME BEAT ALIA'S ASS SATURDAY NIGHT!" I yell out drawing the crowd out more as people from the hotel staff come towards us. I see you eyeing my bag and blocking me from leaving. " Don’t worry Alia our friend is put away somewhere safe for after I beat your whore ass!" I smirk grabbing my bag and trying to push you out the way.
Alia Boxer -- Your bag bangs into my side, a little harder than necessary, and on instinct I push back first against the bag, forcing you to turn and making our shoulders bump while the elevator door tries to close ... "Big fuckin' mistake, bitch!" I hiss, quickly bringing up the palm of my hand and pushing against your shoulder, ostensibly to move you so I can enter the elevator but in reality to provoke you and get rid of that smirk, starting to breathe heavy and tense up inside my sweats ...
Hardhitting Heather -- As my bag bangs again you I smirk and you push against the bag and make me turn so our shoulders bump while the elevator door tries to close. You shove me to move me and it only pushes me inside the elevator. My rage builds more as I grab you pulling you in with me. "SO FUCKING TOUGH BITCH! LET'S FUCKING GO NOW SLUT!" I yell as the door closes behind us and I shove you into the wall. My anger and temperament always getting in the way.
Alia Boxer -- Your hands on my arms and pulling me into the elevator with you, and I don't resist, my own anger boiling over as I lean into you and both our bodies slam against the back of the elevator, I barely hear the people gathered around the elevator shouting as I reach inside your hands grabbing my arms, shoving you back toward the elevator door that's now shut and waiting for someone to hit a button to send it up ... instead, it's staying at the ground floor as your back hits the door, "YOUR ASS IS GOING TO GET BEAT WHEREVER WE ARE," I yell, loud enough for those outside the elevator to hear, "IT MIGHT AS WELL BE NOW," as I push my forearm and elbow up under your chin, our faces only a couple of inches apart ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You don't resist as I pull you and I know that both of us have been waiting for this. I also know that this is just a prelude of what's to come. There is shouts outside the elevator as I hear someone call for security. You shove me back and I growl dropping my bag fully. "OH YEAH! I AM GONNA BEAT YOUR ASS AND DRAG YOU OUT TO THE RING AND BEAT YOU AGAIN!" I yell as I hear security trying to force the doors open. You push your elbow under my chin and I growl as I do the same to you our faces inches a part the hot breath between us making my sweats damp.
Alia Boxer -- Trying to use all the leverage I can to keep you against the door, pressing my body against yours, my breathing getting heavy and it's for more than just the exertion, can't deny the electricity shooting through me from the physical contact, "NOT IF I JUST FINISH YOU RIGHT HERE, CUNT!" I yell, sweat starting to build again as I reach my other arm up to push at your face -- just as the elevator doors slide open and we both tumble out, hitting the floor just outside the doors and just off the casino floor amid the yells of both security to stop and the casino patrons urging us on ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I hiss and growl as I am kept against the door, your body pressed against mine. Electricity sparking between us as it's not just contact getting me going but the fight lust taking over. " FUCKING DO IT CUNT! WANNA TAKE ME LETS FUCKING GO!" I yell as sweat builds and the tension grows my arm goes to push your face. Suddenly the elevator opens and we Tumble out just outside. The guards and employees are quick to pull us apart as we scream and holler wanting to tear the other apart.
Alia Boxer -- "I'M GOING TO END YOU, BITCH," I hiss at you while being held back by security holding my arms and a group of guards doing the same with you ... It's not the first time I've been pulled away by security so I use an old trick, suddenly stopping all my resistance and standing casually, which makes the security guys also relax their grip -- and then quickly jumping out at you, evading them for just a second but that's all I need, getting up next to you while you're still struggling with the security and swinging an elbow up at your chin -- being too smart to hurt my fist trying to punch only two days before the fight ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I snarl as I am dragged away from you. I see you go slack and the out of nowhere break free from security and slam your elbow right into my lip making it bleed. Tasting the blood and seeing you smirk as you are drug away I am livid. Kicking and fighting the security to let me go. "I AM GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU BITCH! WHEN I GET YOU IN THE RING, I AM GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!" I shriek as it takes about 4 or 5 employees to hold me back from going after you.
Alia Boxer -- A grin on my face as a quartet of security wraps me up, they're making sure this time as they pull me away and I hear your shouts even over the raucous yelling of the casino patrons, For a moment locking eyes with you as we get dragged different directions and I put a smirk on my face, knowing I drew blood and also got in your head at least for a few seconds ... and NOW tomorrow's weigh-in and press opportunity will definitely not be boring ...
Hardhitting Heather I see the grin in your face and lose it again as I scream, shout, shriek, and yell my revenge. In the back if my mind already plotting my revenge for the press and the weigh-in. You drew blood and I want blood in return. I don't even worry about working out as I am dragged away with someone holding my bag. All I can think about is how I can get you back.

THE WEIGH-IN
Alia Boxer -- After the fracas on the casino floor, I know that there are going to be a lot of people on edge for the weigh-in and photo opportunity on Friday, the day before the fight. But I'm thinking I may have gotten in your head just a little in the elevator scrap, especially when I got in the last shot before we got separated, and now I just want to play it cool as I can as I walk into the arena at the MGM Grand ... The weigh-in is being held inside the ring, so it's a pretty good walk down through the massive seating area, and since I'm up first (age before beauty, LOL) I take my time going down the aisle, making sure every photographer and media type sees me coming, in a tight black top and short-cut shorts, showing all the musculature I can flex up as I slip through the ropes and wave my hands at the imaginary crowd, knowing you're watching me from somewhere else in the arena either on the TV's or live as I play to the media crowd ...
Hardhitting Heather -- After what happened in the elevator I had been seething ever since. I wanted my payback on you so bad, but my trainers and coaches all told me to save it for the right time. I can't help the fact that you got in my head. Hell you played me like a damn fiddle! However, I knew I had to keep my composure and my cool to get through the weigh-in though I already had an idea to make waves. The weigh-in being held inside the ring already made me think of how to taunt you. Though I was a little mad I couldn't bring personal items with me, thinking my gym bag would have messed with your head like it did in the elevator. Seeing you pose and play up to an imaginary crowd made my blood boil, from the screen in the back that I was watching from waiting for myself to be called out there. I was wearing a pink top with short-cut shorts shadowboxing even though it wasn't going to be a fight I wanted to still be in fight mentality.
Alia Boxer -- Slipping on the black hand wraps for a bit to pose for the photogs, my body as taut and flexed as I can possibly get it as I put on a show for the media folks for a bit, before I finally get called to the scale and step on, flexing one more time before the announcement, "145 pounds at 5-foot-6" the announcer says as I flash a big grin and bounce off the scale, moving over near the assembled media just as I hear noises from the back, figuring it's your turn ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I hear your measurements and watch you get off the scale. Taking a deep breath I steel my nerves as I head out of the locker room and down towards the entrance to head to the ring. A sexy confident smile is on my face as I stare you down. I play to the media flexing, and taking my time like you did. I want to put on a show as you did knowing when we meet after I weigh-in the real fireworks will start. I slip through the ropes and brush my shoulder against you "Accidentally" though it is obvious it was no accident at all. I flex and pose for the camera before stepping on the scale "145 at 5'7" I head the announcer say as I too flash a grin and get off the scale taking my place next to you.
Alia Boxer -- The "face-off" is the most common image from pre-fight weigh-ins, but after everything that's happened it's definitely the most looked-forward-to part of this one ... At least I'm already in position in front of the cameras as you walk in, facing you and locking eyes with you with the promoter and the Federation officers standing just behind ... Determined not to crack my nonchalant facade as I keep the big grin on my face, standing hands on hips and locking eyes but not moving an inch as you step in, cameras whirring and flashbulbs going off wildly ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You lock eyes with me as I face you with the promoter and Federation officers standing behind. I see that grin and can tell it is a facade as hand are on your hips, and it makes me sick. I feel all the emotions from the elevator bubbling up and my smile isn't a smile anymore. "Keep up that big fake grin and parading out here like your the best. You're nothing but bitch I am going to drag across the ring from corner to corner beating the snot out of!" I growl getting dangerously closer to you as I see the promoter and officers looking leery.
Alia Boxer -- Even with you in close, feeling your hot breath and hearing your taunts, I keep the grin on my face even though gritting my teeth behind it, the muscles in my jaw taut as your growls take an almost guttural, animalistic tone ... I slide one foot back slightly, just in case you make contact or something else physical happens, but I'm not going to instigate it ... Only whispering back between my cross between grinned and clenched teeth, "You know you're going to get your ass handed to you tomorrow night, don't you?" , still looking to the media photographers like I'm doing nothing but smiling, my achingly hard nipples starting to brush against your chest ...
Hardhitting Heather -- The hot breath between us mixed with the excitement of the upcoming fight has me already wanting to go. Seeing you keep up the grin and gritting your teeth I drop all pleasantries. "Fuck you Alia. I am going to drop your ass in front of the world," I say loudly before getting in really close and whispering. "And after I am going to take your ass with our mutual friend of our you met for our last "private" encounter" I smirk wanting to get under you skin as we are chest to chest and damn near nose to nose.
Alia Boxer -- I'd prepared myself mentally for just this, letting you yell and look like you're losing control in front of the photographers and TV types ... but the reminder of that extra "toy" makes my blood boil and my grin starts appearing more and more like a grimace ... Not that anyone can really see it since our faces are an inch apart and our chests are pressing against each other hard, despite my loathing I can feel my juices gurgling inside me and my tight black shorts starting to get moist … I get in closer, whispering now that nobody can hear except us ... "Since having that toy is the only way you can get a good fuck, make sure to bring it tomorrow night," I hiss, "but this time I'll be using it on you, cunt" ... sliding my chest barely to one side to brush against you ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You may have won the battle in the elevator and so far in keeping up an image with the press, but I see that smile turn to a grimace as my whisper does what I wanted it too. I too feel my juices gurgling inside even though I want nothing more than to destroy you right here and now with our bodies just inches apart and our tempers seconds from flaring. I know deep down I have won this war though at the weigh-in as I got inside your head with the talk of the toy. I hear your words and smirk remembering I got two good fucks out of you while you only sexually dominated me once. "Bitch I don't need the toy to make you cum. You're such a cheap slut you cum with gloves, scissors, or a fucking toy. I mean what Alia all except the first fight we had I had you a cum soaked mess." I smirk whispering back before giving a small moan as your chest barely touch and so I decide to even thinks pressing my chest fight against yours.
Alia Boxer -- The chest contact has the fight staff and the Federation folks stepping in close, anxious to make sure there's no repeat of the casino fracas -- but they probably wouldn't mind a little shove or two to keep building the interest in the fight, so I'm determined to keep things within reason but still show who's "in charge" as I pull up my right fist -- the closest one to the photographers -- and hiss at you, "The worst fucking up is going to be delivered by these, whore," waving my fist next to our faces, "you haven't felt the kind of punishment that I'm going to give you ... and THEN you get fucked all over again" ... My fist near your face as I turn to the cameras, giving a good smirk and winking toward the photographers, "this bitch thinks she can actually stay on her feet when she feels these," waving my fist once again, "but you all know better" ...
Hardhitting Heather -- The fight staff come close, but make no move to stop us. I know like you they want this to build to a fever pitch to get more views and buys for the Pay-Per-View since the arena is sold out already. You keep up the charade with pulling your right fist up, the one closest to photographers and hissing at me. I can hear the venom in your words and I smirk knowing you may be playing for appearances, but I am not. " You talk some good shit for a woman who is going to get rocked, Slut!" I say bringing my fist up and getting them wrapped against yours. I see you playing up the photographers again and growl. "This ain't some fucking game to me bitch! I don't give two fucks about how I look to the masses. I am going to fuck up that pretty face, that sexy body... in more way then one." I whisper the last part with a small smirk. "We will see who is standing on their feet when I embarrass you, and who know maybe give the audience at home some more leaked footage." I smirk revealing to the world that I did leak everything.
Alia Boxer -- Hearing you taunt about the leaked video confirms what I already knew, but still gets my blood boiling all over again ... With our fist outside mine next to our faces, I start to push against yours, looking to push it away, my bicep bulging as we lock up in what amount to an arm-wrestle as we lock eyes again, gritting my teeth with the effort as beads of sweat start to appear on my body ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I can see I struck a nerve and I want to strike again. My goal is to make you break from this facade and come at me. Our fist locked as our eye are glaring daggers at the other. I push against yours as you do mine. Sweat pours off my body as I grit my teeth shoving and pushing back against you. "What's wrong slut? Mad that I showed the world that an alpha bitch like you can be nothing made into nothing more, but a begging little pain slut!" I sneer wanting to push you over the edge so you strike out against me and get you angry. "Or does that hurt your poor little image you are trying so hard to protect miss Alpha Bitch?" I smirk again hoping you strike out after my taunting.
Alia Boxer -- I continue pressing against your arm while you taunt, concentrating more on pushing your arm down than trying to answer, only a taut grin as my teeth clench even more, "they'll forget all about everything that happened before, bitch, after they see what I do to you tomorrow night ... and then I'll do my own filming when I use you without mercy after I fuckin' wipe the canvas with you" ... finishing just as I suddenly relax my fist and drop it down, your fist against mine flying in at my face and making it look like you're throwing a punch -- which I easily dodge as the flashbulbs pop once again and the fight staff and Federation folks quickly reach in ...
Hardhitting Heather -- As we are still flexing and pushing arms I feel you trying to get my arm down. You grin again with gritting teeth pissing me off more. Hearing your words I growl, but before a word more can be said you relax your fist and mine flies at your face. Of course everyone assumes I hit you and I feel the fight staff coming for me. Angry that you got me again I throw my other fist right into your face. "If you're gonna make me look like the villain in this I might as well play the fucking part like you have been slut!" I scream as I am restrained and helped back. "You acted all though for these cameras and your fucking fans Alia. After I knock you the fuck out and win that title I am going to make sure they know just how FAKE YOU ARE WHORE!" I scream again pissed and livid that you got me again.
Alia Boxer -- My grin widens as I make your first "punch" miss as your arm flies by, "Perfect," I think to myself ... but I didn't count on you following up as your right hand tags my left cheek, snapping my head just as the Federation staff jumps between us, my arms getting grabbed and I can't retaliate from what became a REAL punch, one that already has a small red spot growing under my eye, "Oh, you're fucking dead now, whore," I taunt back, for the first time my voice screaming as loud as yours, my efforts to stay cool and above the fray failing right at the end as both of us get dragged away in different directions, kicking and screaming as the cameras roll and follow us being taken all the way out of the building by a combination of Federation staff and arena security ... "Enjoy your last day without pain, bitch," I yell as I get dragged through the door, not knowing if you can still hear or not ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I see your grin widen as you make sure to miss my "punch" that you cause. However when that second lands and I see the red spot I smile hearing you taunt back. "Better get some make up for that eye Alia! You need to look pretty to impress your fans for the press conference later slut!" I yell taunting back as we are both dragged away. I too am kicking and screaming as the cameras roll and flash while being take out of the building. "I'LL SEE YOU IN HELL WHORE WHEN I KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS!" I taunt one las time before being dragged out the door on the opposite side.

THE FINAL PRESS CONFERENCE

Alia Boxer -- After all of the pre-bout hysterics and the way that our meeting in the elevator and at the weigh-in went, there's only one more "public" event before we can actually get in the ring and I can start showing you who's better ... that's the Friday afternoon press conference, only a few hours after the weigh-in, the last time we'll be seen together until we slip through the ropes Saturday night ... and after everything that's already happened, the press conference in the MGM Grand ballroom has drawn a packed house ... One long table across the front of the room, me and my corner crew on one side, you and your group on the other, the Federation officers in the middle beaming over the prospects of the biggest payday for the group ever -- and still looking to hype it even more as they're building it up even more for the assembled press when I walk in from one side of the building, my crew right behind me ... Walking past your seat and stopping for a moment, reaching down to place something on your seat while my trainer yells my praises to draw everyone's attention, before we take our seats and wait for your ass to show up ...
Hardhitting Heather -- After the pre-bout build up, the elevator scene, and the explosive weigh-in the only public event left before the fight, where I plan on showing you who the best is. That even is the press conference, which only a few hours from the weigh-in where things got quite busy. And of course the ball room is packed to the brim with people waiting to see what antics we get into this time around. Watching you come out with your group on the little TV in our waiting room I see you stop by my chair and raise a brow. " oh I got something for that bitch." I smirk as I grab my purse with things in it outlined to look like the toy we used in our third fight. As I am introduced I come out with my fight team and smile to the crowd before looking across to you. As I get to my seat I see the toy and growl. I quickly hide my anger moving the toy and setting my purse on the table next to us. I am dressed in a red dress that shows off my curves and body. Far removed from the outfit I wore for our weigh-in. As I sit I look to you not wanting to waste a dig. " So Alia I see you got some fresh makeup on. Make sure you bring a lot of it after our fight. You're going to need it." I smirk as I hear the crowd chatter in excitement.
Alia Boxer -- It may not be the thing to do before a bout, but I did hit the hotel gym for a few minutes on the way to the presser just to get a good pump on, figuring you'd come with something eye-catching to wear, I decide to go minimal and show off as much body muscle as possible -- including a little oil and coloring that my corner crew helped apply, giving me the look of having been on the beach for a week ...My tight white top and short-cut black boy shots molding to me, and after listening to you ramble on, I stand at my chair, another big grin back on my face as I look out at all the media and press, all of them with cameras at the ready as I slowly turn my back and give them a big lat flex, pumping every inch I can to show power, "You really think this needs make-up?" I snort out, "But you'll get this same view tomorrow when I'm walking away from your prone and beaten body" ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Of course you have to flex and show off. I shake my head as you taunt me before the crowd. I get up from my seat smiling. " of course Alia comes to show ass while I came here to show some class." I say with a wink before spinning around in my dress a bit smiling. I sit back down looking to you again. " And I am glad you showed the crowd your back Alia it let's everyone know how you will be laying after I knock your ass out, to go with the mess of a face I will make. You know like I did for the weigh-in." I smirk giving you a wink trying to get you to get physical.
Alia Boxer -- I keep the grin on my face, knowing there's little chance of another instance here with so many people in between our crews including all the Federation officials ... "If that's the best you can do, you may as well not show up tomorrow night," I pop back, turning back around slowly and taking my seat as the Federation moderators call for order and ask if there are any questions ... and they start coming instantly ... "HEATHER, IF THOSE GRAINY VIDEOS ARE TO BE BELIEVED, YOU HAD THE ADVANTAGE IN THE LAST PRIVATE BOUT YOU TWO DID," a reporter screams, "WHAT WAS THE BIGGEST KEY IN YOU DOING THAT?" ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Before I can even answer you the press are hot with questions and I take the first question that pops up with a smile. " The biggest key in showing how I had poor Alia is simple. Getting under her so called guard and just hounding away at her. Once you remove those big muscles of hers she is nothing, but a big softy... and I mean a big softy especially once you get right above the waistband." I smirk giving you a wink as I see another reporter pop up. "ALIA, YOU SAID IN A RECENT INTERVIEW THAT YOU BELIEVE THOSE VIDEOS WERE DOCTORED. IF THAT IS TO BE BELIEVED THEN WHERE IS THE ACTUAL FOOTAGE AND WHY HASNT IT SHOWN UP YET?"
Alia Boxer-- A little bit less of a smile on my face as I answer, "Well, for one thing, I didn't even now the bitch over there was filming us," I hiss out, "and since she's already admitted that she leaked the video that I'm sure you all have seen, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that she cut out all the parts where I was punching and punishing her at will ... which happened in both of the other two private bouts. That part you haven't seen. As for where the footage is, you'll have to ask the blonde bimbo over there," gesturing your way ... "All that stuff isn't important now, since tomorrow night there won't be any secret footage or cameras ... how badly I beat her up and make her cry will be there live for everyone to see," as I lock eyes with you for a moment and another question gets yelled out, "HEATHER, WHAT'S YOUR STRATEGY TO COUNTERACT ALL THAT POWER THAT ALIA OBVIOUSLY HAS?" ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Seeing your smile fade away I smirk as I hear your response to the question. " It's a gym owned by the federation. She knew there were cameras. I can't help that I got to the cameras before she did. I guess that's what happens when you get older. You start to slip." I laugh making fun of our ten year age difference. "And as far as the real footage I may put it out there who knows." I giggle before getting serious after seeing your eyes. "What's my strategy to counteract Alia. Be quicker! We have seen in the footage that when it comes to my footwork I am faster than her. Of course I plan on using that to my advantage. " I say smiling before getting up and shadowboxing a bit showing my footwork. I then sit back down as another question gets yelled out. "ALIA, HEATHER BRINGS UP A GOOD POINT ABOUT AGE DIFFERENCE. ARE YOU WORRIED AT ALL ABOUT THE TEN YEAR AGE GAP BETWEEN YOU TWO?"
Alia Boxer -- The grin comes back on my face, continuing to play to the press ... "Weren't you looking a minute ago?" I quickly shot through my grin, "Age? Did it look like I'm some old woman? I prefer to think of it as experience, which I have a LOT more of than her, and she still makes all the 'rookie' mistakes. Most fighters aren't good enough to take advantage of that ... but I am. And as far as speed goes, there's an old boxing adage, you can run but you can't hide. When she starts running, all I have to do is catch her once and all that blonde hair will be spread out on the canvas" ... “You asked about her strategy and heard all of that ... well, Mike Tyson once said everyone has a plan until they get hit. Too bad I never got to hit Mike," I quickly added, grinning ... as another question shot out, "HEATHER, ALIA'S BEEN FIGHTING FOR YEARS AND THE FEDERATION HAS BEEN AROUND FOR A LONG TIME. WHY NOW IS IT GETTING ALL THE ATTENTION IT'S GETTING THIS WEEK?" ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I see the grin on your face as you talk about experience which bugs me. That is the one thing you have over me and I know it. Then you quote Tyson of all people Tyson. I shake my head laughing. " Didn't Tyson bite the ear off of Holyfield? So that means what exactly Alia... get me in a clinch and you're gonna bite my nipple off." I say with a laugh. I hear the question and smile. " Well you have HOT newer talent coming in like myself, and obviously with my genius leaking out the footage of our fights prior it got the word around. So obviously I am smarter than my cavewoman opponent. Whose answer to everything is ALIA SMASH!" I smirk hearing the crowd laugh. Another reporter jumps in. "ALIA, THIS WHOLW WEEK YOU AND HEATHER HAVE BEEN ATTACKING WACH OTHER MORE THAN JUST OPPONENTS IS THERE SOME MAJOR BACKSTORY TO THIS HEATED FUED BESIDES THE VIDEOS?"
Alia Boxer -- "Well, she talked about all that new talent, and all of them want only one thing -- to knock off whoever is on top," I quickly answer, still grinning and now not bothering to look over at you. "She's just like all the rest ... she wants a title without putting in all the time and the work that I have to get to this point. "Maybe we should start a division for all these newbies ... we could call it the powder-puff division, since that's what they all hit like. Trust me, all those stories out there will be ancient history about 24 hours from now when she's a grease spot on the canvas and I'm celebrating up in the penthouse. You're all invited to come up and celebrate with me, of course," grinning again at the group ... And quickly a reporter yells, "ANY RESPONSE TO THAT, HEATHER?"
Hardhitting Heather -- Hearing your answer I smile. " Oh you're damn right I want to come after who is on top. Alia you were always at the top of my list, but I seem to remember you coming to me for our first encounter wanting to see how I do. I guess I have proven myself if I got this far." I smirk before hearing the question and my face getting serious. " She claims I should be in a powder-puff division and yet she needs to be in a retirement home. When it comes to tomorrow's fight I am going to leave her in such a bad shape retirement is the first thing she is going to do. I will make sure she hangs up her old boots and gloves for good. And if you think her tits sag now because of age. Just wait until I am done with her I am going to knock those sandbags of hers around the whole ring! And once I am done I'll make sure to show you guys a party!" I smile as I hear the reporter going crazy. "ALIA, YOUR OPPONENT SOUNDS COCKY AND WE HAVE SEEN HOW BOTH OF YOU CAN MAKE THINGS SEXUAL. WITH THE TALK OF THW TOWN BEING THE FIRST TOPLESS FIGHT EVER, AND BORH OD YOU TALKING ABOUT SOME SEXUAL STAKES TOWARDS THE END. JIST EXACTLY WHAT DO YOU HAVE PLANNED FOR THE END, AND HOW WORRIED ARE YOU THAT THINGS MIGHT GET A BIT TOO ADULT FOR SOME OF OUR VIEWERS?"
Alia Boxer -- "You know, I hear all her drivel about me being old and things sagging and me ready to hang them up ... first, as you could all see, there's nothing sagging here," as I stand and turn one way and then the other, giving one more look at my muscular frame, "and as for too 'adult,' I've always been the type that believed to the winner goes the spoils, and that will be the case when I win tomorrow night. And it's ironic that she's saying all this, and there she was ogling me and drooling everywhere when we were in close in all three of those private fights. I guess that's as close as she's come to any kind of sex recently," I hiss at you, NOW trying to get under your skin again ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You stand and turn once more showing your amazing body and I try to hide my own excitement. Glad that I am wearing a dress and it's a little easier to conceal. As you talk trying to get under my skin I smirk. "Alia. You talk about sex and how I haven't had any when in our last two fights I had you screaming for more in pleasure. I think you're the one who has been hard up for a while. So you saw younger me and figured I could give you that sweet release that you haven't been getting. Which by the way what's with that.? Not getting many likes on Tinder? Is that why you wear all the clown makeup besides the fact to hide that red mark from my love tap earlier. " I laugh trying to get under your skin as I feel my own rage boiling, but I have gotten better at keeping my temper down in such a few short hours.
Alia Boxer -- "You just want to get in close again, don't you, bitch?" I hiss, staying on my feet and taking a step in your direction, already seeing the Federation folks standing in between us starting to tense up, "admit it, you can't wait for us to get into close range tomorrow night. I'll be happy to fulfill that fantasy for you, but while you're quivering with excitement I'll be making you quiver with pain," raising a fist and gesturing at you ...
Hardhitting Heather -- I see you rose and smile knowing I hit just the right nerve. " oh did I strike a nerve Alia, maybe that one special bundle of nerves between your whore legs. " I smirk seeing you tense up ready to go. I get up dropping my playful attitude. " because I plan on striking all of your nerves. In fact I don't mind starting now." I say one fist raised before looking to my purse. " just let me get something out of my purse." I smirk turning my purse to show the outline of the supposed "toy" in my bag.
Alia Boxer -- Feeling the redness in my face and the rest of my body tensing up, not wanting to admit it but you DID push a couple of buttons, trying my best to keep under control as I hear the tone of your voice change and one fist come up, both of us halfway in a fight stance but still a few feet apart, as I see you reach for something, I lean in closer, and the closer I get the more a couple of Federation officials move in closer -- they want to prevent any real scuffle, but I'm sure they're all for one last show of contempt between us ... "You better be pulling a club, or maybe some brass knuckles out of there," I smirk, "because you need all the help you can get" ... while thinking about my own "toy surprise" that's in my equipment bag, one that's unfortunately well out of reach ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Your face is beat red and I have a smile plastered kn my face knowing I have you where I want you. " Oh but Alia this isn't for me. I don't need the help beating your ass, but I think you need the help with some built up tension." I say still digging in my purse pulling out what looks like a rubber toy. Instead of pulling it fully out I leave it in my purse showing the crowd the outline and smile as my own fist come up waiting for you to attack me as I see the team of promoters trying to keep us separated until the fight.
Alia Boxer -- I can't help but take a glance down at your open purse, the outline of the thick dildo standing out and leaving nothing to the imagination of all the media at the press conference ... Wanting to turn it to my advantage, I blurt out, "Now I know how you've been spending your time, since from looking at you it obviously hasn't been training," while stepping close and flexing my raised arm as tight as I can without showing the strain, wanting to show every inch of muscle and push it closer to you, my bicep and elbow and clenched fist only a foot from your face, one that's showing a grin but it's a tense one ... my lowered left cocked and ready in case it's needed ...
Hardhitting Heather -- It's my turn to get red faced as you take the opportunity to embarrass me. My eyes glare daggers at you as you flex again. I get close to you and flex myself without strain. We are now inches from each other snarling like two wildcats. " I am going to fuck you up in the ring Alia. When I am done with you the whole FBF is going to be on notice that I am the baddest bitch there is." I snarl my chest pressed against yours.
Alia Boxer -- Your taunts wouldn't normally bother me, but you'd pushed enough buttons over the last few minutes that my mind's on edge and my body's taut like a steel trap, especially when you flex back and then slide in even closer, I hiss back, "You are a bitch, but we'll see who's the baddest," and there's almost a crack of electricity, a static charge, when chest-covering fabric and rock-hard nipples touch, that electricity shoots through me on first light contact and on instinct my cocked left flies up aimed for your right cheekbone, the FBF officials flying in ...
Hardhitting Heather -- This time your the one to connect and the officials fly in as my head gets rocked to the right. I am incensed as I growl and try to fight against the officials. " YOU FUCKING BITCH! I AM GOING TO RUIN YOU!" I am screaming like a banshee as I am held back by guards and officials alike. My own nipples are rock hard as that same arousal and energy has been wanting to knock that sexy head off of your equally sexy body. " YOU DEAD ALIA! YOU HEAR ME BITCH! " I scream again before I am dragged away one of my team grabbing my purse.
Alia Boxer -- The officials jump in between us before you can respond, and I can see the anger on your face, I try to keep my cool as I also push against the grabbing arms of FBF staff but also "letting" them pull me away, knowing I got in the last shot in more ways than one ... "YOU'RE MINE TOMORROW NIGHT, SLUT!" I yell back, "I WILL OWN YOU!" ... as the flashbulbs pop and the press yells while I'm dragged out of the ring, back toward the hotel and eventually back up to my suite ... where I'll be for the next 24 hours resting and finishing preparing, knowing all the time you're doing the same, my mind wandering to thoughts of being in your suite, seeing that amazing body of yours in my mind's eye ...
Hardhitting Heather -- You're calm and cool, or at least it looks like it as you are dragged away. I am still a screaming banshee before I am forced away. Finally out of the ring and room I head back to my own suite. The press must have had a field day as there is already coverage from our press conference showing some highlights. As I get to my suite I quickly undress and decide to ignore taking a shower instead getting right into training. I am so pissed I need to pet out my aggression.
Alia Boxer -- My body only now starting to loosen up from the tenseness that shot through me during the entire weigh-in and press conference events, trying to relax and stretch out while my trainer hits all the right spots in a hard-muscle-digging massage that like normal turns a little sensual ... and my thoughts drift to you during the sensual parts, I'm still ready to take you apart with my fists but my thoughts also go to winning the post-fight "action" that I'm more certain by the moment is going to happen ... eventually drifting off to sleep, most of the next 24 hours devoted to rest, light loosening up and a lot of mental preparation as the fight draws nearer by the second ...
Hardhitting Heather -- Again after training I am treated with a deep tissue massage and my thoughts drift to you as my whole body gets worked. I think about what cones after the fight. I am so certain that I am going to win that the though alone almost sends me into waves of pleasure. The next 24 hours are spent resting, light training, and mental prep for what is going to be one of the biggest fights in my life.
(NEXT: The Fight)

Published: 2021-03-28, viewed 153 times.