Female Dice Fighters

05:04 MMA_Jane: The Pacific stretches out to the west as far as the eye can see, an obsidian blanket, wrinkled, scrunched up, and other than the foamy orange-white caps bubbling at the crests, it utterly swallows whatever light the night's blood moon can provide. A wave crashes against the hull, the vessel rocking on its keel, listing a bit as the foamy sides briefly obscure the porthole. I take a half step back, bare foot whispering across the thick, light grey carpet as I try to keep my balance, bending at the knees as the floor shifts beneath me. I turn to the left, honey blonde locks tickling my shoulder as I flick them out of the way, smirking at how half the room seems to stumble in unison. 'And they practically live on these things. Weaklings!' I hiss under my breath, unpainted, glossy pink lips parting in a little smirk. Then again, what do they need with balance? Or physical capability at all? Most of these bitches could buy their own country, should they please. mtc
05:08 MMA_Jane: But no, their tastes flow in a different direction. One that led to me being plucked out of a random Los Angeles Muay Thai gym to star in the most bizarre tournament I could ever imagine. But one of the most thrilling, too. See, these women are fight fans. And not just the type a sporting body would dare sanction. No. They want far more than boxing. More than MMA. They want raw, primal, uncaged combat. And here, dozens of miles from any nation's territorial waters, they can get what their hearts crave. 'All the better for me,' I purr under my breath as I straighten my deep green cocktail gown, leaning against the wall with a martini in hand, emerald eyes piercing across the room. To her. My dance partner for the night. yt
05:11 Lokakarly: I sit at the bar across the stern of the boat... I have just finished watching the second to last match of the night and they are trying to clean up the fight area, it was rough, and that's exactly why I am on this boat. These bitches aren't satisfied with PPV, or WWE, or UFC, they want it vicious, no rules, and they've got the money to pay for it. That's why i'm in this silk gown that hugs my body and shows off my curves, the bright red, vixen color highlighting my featuers and these women have their eyes glued to my body. mtc
05:13 Lokakarly: I catch your stare and a smirk crosses my lips, as i blow a kiss and then run my thumb across my throat... some of the women in attendance catch the exchange as their eyes go wide with anticipation. My 5'5" 125lbs, 34c 24 36 frame is tight and ready for action, as i then wait for instructions. Turning back to the bar as i nurse my drink, and the anticipation is felt in my belly.
05:14 Lokakarly: yt
05:21 MMA_Jane: My lips curl into a smile at the blown kiss... then a hint wider as your thumb slides across your slender throat. Pink tongue flicks out, moistening my already shiny lips as I let the martini glass dangle between my fingers, letting it sway against the motion of the ship as my eyes rove up and down your body, just taking in your frame and figure through that clingy, bright red suit. And let's just call it what it is: slutty. I rise up to my full 5'7", opening my arms slightly, spreading my voluptuous thighs, making the gossamer silk of my green dress cling and scrunch around my hips as it struggles to contain my full 145lb frame. My 38G bust threatens to burst free at the top, pinching down to a slender 24-waist, then exploding back out to strain around my full 39" hips. 'That should settle that,' I purr to myself, blowing you a bitchy kiss as some of our patrons ooh and ahh. mtc
05:27 MMA_Jane: A whimpering moan breaks the silence as a couple of the ring girls carry the unfortunate loser of the last round to her sponsor, depositing her in a writhing heap at a clearly well-heeled oil baroness' feet. The defeated competitor moaned pitifully, curling into a ball as her hands again slide down, desperate to soothe the throbbing between her thighs. And from the way her benefactress' nose wrinkled, she would have rather had a load of horse manure dumped onto her glistening red-soled pumps. "Why here? Get rid of her," she hisses at the ring girls. This few hundred feet of plutocracy really is no place for losers. "Well, that was certainly a fight, albeit not much of a match," the MC purrs into the mic as she takes the center of the ring in her little black dress, platinum-gold locks glowing in the spotlights. "Ladies, if you please, we will get our next round underway. Up next, in the Starboard corner, is Karly. And in the Port corner, Jane. Fighters, please come down to the ring."
05:27 MMA_Jane: mtc
05:31 MMA_Jane: Her baby blue eyes catch me as I strut up, making my way towards the black velvet ropes strung between stainless steel cornerposts. I swing a thick thigh over, my glimmering dress hiking up, well up my cheeks as I straddle the middle rope, pausing for a second and giving my butt a tiny hint of a wiggle. It sends a little shivering thrill up my spine every time I tease these rabid fight fans. Another swing of a leg late, I'm inside, reaching down to the base of my dress and peeling the silken fabric up, revealing a striking emerald bikini set, triangle tops containing my heaving bust, and a matching triangle bottom stretched taut around my thick, plump mound, the thong vanishing between my cheeks. yt
05:31 MMA_Jane: !set FDF
Loaded @MMA_Jane's Female Dice Fight stats.
05:31 Lokakarly: !set FDF
Loaded @Lokakarly's Female Dice Fight stats.
05:35 Lokakarly: I watch as you make your entrance and I can't help but feel a little bit of envy as I see the audience react to your obviously larger and fuller bod... but I don't wait for you to get settled, I start swaying my hips with each step as I make my way toward the ring... and I get to the smooth ring ropes and I do similarly as I lean back and swing my left leg up and over the middle strand, and as i get one leg in I bend farrrrrr forward... the middle rope dividing my tits as I feel the pressure against my silky dress and the contour of my ass is on display as i straddle the middle strand and the dress hiked up to my crotch now as I stand with the rope pressing up between my thighs and feeling nice as I wiggle my ass, and then finish entering the ring, feeling the excitement in my body as i continue rolling my dress up.... up and over my tits, over my head to reveal piece my piece my red bikini...mtc
05:37 Lokakarly: I finish removing my evening attire and toss it over by some ladies by my sponsors, and they grab it and fight for it, as i turn, and then lean back into my corner, my breathing slightly accelerated with anticipation, my red clad tits rising and falling with each breath, and my thighs quivering and shaking as I shift my weight back and forth.... eyes locked on YOU!
05:37 Lokakarly: yt
05:39 MMA_Jane: (Calling tails on the flip)
05:39 MMA_Jane: !flip
Flip the coin.... heads!
05:45 MMA_Jane: I lean back into the black turnbuckles, each adorned with a single stylized word: NightHawk. Naturally, the name of this "little" boat. My emerald stare locks onto you as you strut into the ring, hips swaying in a way that's definitely got these women murmuring. And I can't help but lean forwards myself as you ride the rope, clearly resting your mound onto it as you give the crowd a show. You reveal your taut, fit body, inch by inch as you roll that tiny dress up, and I feel a thrum in my chest as your bosom pops and jiggles free. I only realize after you toss it aside that I hadn't taken a single breath since your fingers wrapped around the top rope. My bosom heaves, and I try to steady my breathing as I make my way towards the center of the ring. mtc
05:48 MMA_Jane: "Okay, ladies, you both know the rules. No eye gouges, fishhooks, or biting. Quite literally anything else goes. Any questions?" The deck rocks to the side, and I stamp my foot onto the carpet to hold my balance, then shake my head. And from the expression on your face, it's clearly not either of our first rodeo. "Alright, Fight!" she calls out, scurrying backwards out of the ring as I raise my fists, setting my feet in my usual muay thai fighting stance. Right foot a shoulder width back and one to the right, pointing diagonally out. Left foot forwards, pointing straight at you, with both arms raised in a high guard. My left foot bounces as I stalk up to you... yt
05:51 Lokakarly: the hot bitch "referee" says her lines and then makes her way out of her to leave us to it... and now there's no turning back... actually there was no turning back the moment we undocked at shore and started the trip out to open waters.... and now in the final fight of the night, the so-called "main event" here we are... the money already exchanging hands at a higher rate before the first blow lands, after which all bets are frozen. I see your stance and I crouch lower, my hands coming up and my feet apart as they are shoulder width, leading with me left foot as i'm also offset.. and my eyes are cemented to yours.... glaring fire at you, burning a hole through that thick skull of yours as we close the distance....mtc
05:54 Lokakarly: I move out toward you and as we're about 5 feet apart I decide to get this match off to a fast start... raising my hands up into the air as if inviting you to test your strength, which I think would be advantageous for you to accept.. which is why i'm hoping you'll bite the bait... and with that I suddenly go to send a quick right foot straight out toward that open belly button, hoping it stays open and accepts my foot!
05:54 Lokakarly: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 = 2 damage. HP down to 98.
05:54 Lokakarly: Trying to set you up for a fast and more solid follow up! yt
05:58 MMA_Jane: My eyes had already started to do that odd thing they do when I fight. Dilate. To the point my sparkling emerald irises get swallowed by inky blackness as I stare through your center of mass, taking in everything and nothing at once. Looking for the slightest hint of movement. Things snap back into focus as you raise your hands overhead. 'She can't be fucking serious,' I hiss under my breath, scarcely able to believe you'd offer a test of strength. My eyes flick back to your face, your intense stare, back up to your hands in confusion. Who am I to look a gift-horse in the mouth, as I warily raise my hands. A whisper of toes against carpet gives away your intentions, and I shoot my hips back, your drawn-back toes thumping lightly against my taut belly. "Devious bitch," I hiss as I take a half-step back, trying to reset my guard. yt
06:01 Lokakarly: My foot snaps into your belly and you had your defense up and the damage is small but it gets your guard down, as you reset and that's when i lunge in quickly and plant my left foot far forward, my right hip dragging behind as I have my right hand cocked back and I try to swing my right knife hand around hard and try to slice it straight forward into your throat, hoping to cause laryngospasm and make it much harder for you to breathe!!!!! hmmmmmmmmmmf!!
06:02 Lokakarly: !punch
My punch connected and did ⚂ 3 + ⚅ 6 = 9 damage. HP down to 89.
06:02 Lokakarly: yt
06:06 MMA_Jane: My arms shoot down to protect my body, briefly losing sight of you in the whirling maelstrom of my honey-blonde mane. Anger bubbles beneath my skin, thumping in the veins along the sides of my temples. 'Can't believe I fell for that!' I hiss under my breath. 'Should have punched her in the mouth.' The thought has barely zipped through my mind when I look up, finding you right in my face, your lance-like hand sliding above my arm, above my shoulder, slamming right into my throat! "GAHHCKK!" I rasp, choking for a second on the impact as it rattles my head backwards, drawing a rousing cheer from the crowd. Yes, THIS is the savage brutality they're here to see! My hands shoot for my neck as I backpedal. It's like I just swallowed a fucking golf ball, forming a lump in my throat that I feel with every ragged and pained breath. Tears well at the corners of my eyes as I stare absolute daggers at you, watching you advance on me again. No! I will NOT be humiliated like this! mtc
06:07 MMA_Jane: Not by someone like... you! If I could have spat, I would have spat the word, but all I can manage is a feeble attempt at a teep as I struggle to force oxygen into my lungs, raising my right leg, cocking it back, then zipping it out towards your midriff, hoping to break your momentum and buy me an opening! mtc
06:07 MMA_Jane: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 3 + ☒ 1 = 4 damage. HP down to 96.
06:07 MMA_Jane: yt
06:09 Lokakarly: I feel my hand catch your throat soooo solidly as I see that you're not about to throw any trash talk at me right now, "why so quiet!?" as I smile and I move quickly to continue the attacks, but I end up walking right into your rising foot as it catches my belly, now I left myself open this time, as ooooooooogh!!! I have my momentum forward stopped suddenly as I bend forward... both hands dropping to my belly as I feel the sudden surprise. yt
06:13 MMA_Jane: The little rasping wheeze as I lash my foot out is unrecognizable to any of these rich fucks who've seen me fight before. I'm not exactly known to be shy with words, or shouts when I let my fists and knees handle the commiserations. But that's all I could manage as you stalked up to me with that sneering smile of yours. The kick connected solidly, though, no thanks to your arrogance, but even as you stumble back, I can barely tell if you're swaying, the boat, or the whole damn world. Doesn't matter. I set my feet, then LUNGE forwards, lashing out with a vicious jab-body-hook combination, hoping hoping to spear my right up into your guts, then slash the left across your chin! "Hssh-hmmmph-HNGGH!"
06:13 MMA_Jane: !punch
My punch connected and did ⚄ 5 + ⚂ 3 = 8 damage. HP down to 88.
06:13 MMA_Jane: yt
06:17 Lokakarly: I'm reeling from the kick to my belly which didn't do too much damage but just caught me off guard and leaves me open for the followup with is a NASTY combo, as i feel your fist jab in low to my belly, bringing my feet up to my toes as my ass then shoots out behind me as i fold forward... oooooooooooghhhhh!!!! as my mouth opens wide with a gasp as the fleshy SMACK of your fist connects and the rich bitches around the yacht are getting their juices flowing as they see the glistening sweat already on our bodies... then your followup hook catches my jaw cleanly as my head snaps to the left as i stagger around and end up with my arms across the top ropes.... my tits under the bottom of the top rope as i lean into it.. shaking my head...mtc
06:19 Lokakarly: i slowly stagger away from the ropes as I regain my balance.. my back toward you... and staggering, I am hurt.. but i've been through soooo many of these no rules fights, I feel the pain, but my body has SOOOOO much more to give, and with that thought I plant my left foot back behind me as i stagger back toward you and then go to whip around fast, swinging a HARD left fist at face height as I try to catch you firmly across your left cheek in a vicious punch! a blind reverse backfist, if that's the right name.
06:19 Lokakarly: !punch 3d8
My punch connected and did ☒ 7 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 3 = 12 damage. HP down to 77.
06:20 Lokakarly: !damage head
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚄ 5 = 6 damage. HEAD down to 6.
06:27 MMA_Jane: *CLACK!* A fine mist of sweat and saliva speckles the carpet in an arc as your head whips around, and I rise up with a proud smirk as my gaze follows you, sprawling into the ropes. "About what I expected, crystal-jaw," I hiss, my throat still not game to help with talking at all as I reach up to caress the sore spot. I strut towards you, reaching for your hair as you stagger back towards me, stumbling, teetering on the pitching deck. And your hair flits out of the way, just beyond my grasping fingers' reach. Emerald eyes flash narrow, but from the collective gasp, these bitches have seen something I didn't. And it's already too late as you whip around, a fist flashing out of the little tornado, lashing across my jaw like a meteor from outer fucking space. *WHACK!* My head snaps to the side as twinkling stars fill my vision, spinning me around and sending me sprawling, tits-first into the ropes, struggling to even stay on my feet as I sag against the black velvet! "COME ON, JANE!"
06:28 MMA_Jane: I hear a voice ring out from the crowd, but fuck, my head's having its own little disco party right now, blink as I may, the kaleidoscope keeps spinning! yt
06:32 Lokakarly: I whip around and I feel the crushing impact of my fist to your face and I KNOW that I have just cleaned your clock, rocked your world, and i stagger a few steps after I am facing you and my own vision clears, the two of you that I was seeing momentarily merge into one person just as you sag into the ropes chest first.... and I stagger two more steps in your direction as i shake out my head... this match has already shown more high-level fight skill than all the other fights tonight, and that's why the thick stacks of cash waited until this fight to exchange hands.... I gather myself and as I see you facing away... hanging in the ropes... completely vulnerable I take advantage and swoop in behind you, my left foot planting firmly and then going to slice my right foot up between your thighs from behind, going to just pound the top of my foot up into your mound!!! My slight daze makes it so I can't put everything into it, but I'm waiting to hear...
06:32 Lokakarly: the fleshy smack of my foot meeting up with your pussy!!!!!
06:32 Lokakarly: !damage pussy
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚄ 5 = 11 damage. PUSSY down to -6.
06:32 Lokakarly: yt
06:33 Lokakarly: !pain
You are in pain and take ⚅ 6 + ⚃ 4 = 10 damage. HP down to 67.
06:33 Lokakarly: !pain
You are in pain and take ⚂ 3 + ⚀ 1 = 4 damage. HP down to 63.
06:33 Lokakarly: !pain
You are in pain and take ⚃ 4 + ⚂ 3 = 7 damage. HP down to 56.
06:35 switchy-sam: Do blows to the head actually affect blondes? :-P
06:35 Lokakarly: :-)
06:35 MMA_Jane: (I thought you were on my side!!! >_<")
06:38 switchy-sam: (Just encouraging you to shrug it off! :D )
06:38 Lokakarly: (tell her to shrug off that cunt punt)
06:41 MMA_Jane: My heavy lashes flick quiver in the spotlights, eyes half-closed as I sag down to a kneel, then clamber back up, slender fingers wrapped around the top rope. Breathe in. Breathe out. BlinkBlinkBlink. The thousands of halogen lights flickering in my view merge into hundreds, then dozens as my vision finally starts to sort itself back out, and mottled shapes turn into heads. Heads into faces. Faces into features. Into gasping, horrified expressions. I hear the muffled stamp, of a bare foot setting itself into carpet, firmly. Then a whipping. The soft hiss of air over your instep, as I continue to lean against the ropes, knees bent and spread against the rocking of our little oceangoing world, quivering for balance as I struggle to stand. *THWACK!* A moist splat rings across the room, echoing off the cabin walls as my entire body jerks up. Then dead silence for a beat, two. mtc
06:46 MMA_Jane: My heart is racing, and it feels like it takes an eternity for the shock to ebb away. In reality, it was barely an instant before my wailing shriek pierced through the sloshing of the waves, the distant rolls of thunder. It's the sound of agony in its purest form, and not even these calloused, soulless bitches could deny it made their skin CRAWL as I seal my eyes tight and HOWL as a small sun of sensations goes nova between my parted thighs, deep in the center of my womanhood, as the arch of your instep slams into my softest, most vulnerable parts! My knees turn to water, thighs to jelly as I reflexively release the top rope to cup my pulverized mound, my fingers clutching around barely as your foot withdraws, squeezing at my throbbing groin. As if it would make any fucking difference. I drop like a sack of spuds, and a limp one, at that, knees tucked up to my chest, toes curled, writhing in agony from side to side! yt
06:49 switchy-sam: Need me to kiss it and make it better, Jane? *winks and tries to hide her giggle*
06:49 Lokakarly: I feel my foot pulverize your pussy, and i actually make much harder contact than I expected as I put everything into it, but expected the rolling waters and my daze to make the contact much less solid. but hey, I got the best case scenario and I get to watch this bitch crumble to the ground, clutching her battered mound. "ooooooooooooh, now how did THAT feel, girlie!?" as I hold my own cheeks and bend toward you, showing a mock worried look on my face as I watch you in agony in the fetal position...mtc
06:50 Lokakarly: Hearing someone from the audience offering to kiss it better, as I glance up and smile, and then as you're lying down on your side with your back toward me, I go to send a harsh right foot into the small of your back, just to add insult to injury.....
06:50 Lokakarly: !damage
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚀ 1 = 4 damage. HP down to 52.
06:50 Lokakarly: yt
06:53 MMA_Jane: "Gahhh! Ohhh.... gawd...," I mewl as the balls of your foot bounce off my back. I don't know if a rogue wave knocked you off balance or what, but regardless, it's a drop in the ocean. The ocean of agony consuming my most private, precious part, then snaking its tendrils up my hipbones, squeezing my ovaries, my belly, all of it, in its hot, nauseating embrace. I can do little but curl up tighter as I squirm my thick, quickly sweat-slicking thighs together, just protectively cupping my sex and waiting for the pain to subside. mtc
06:53 MMA_Jane: !recover pussy 2d3
You recover ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 = 4 damage. PUSSY up to -2.
06:57 MMA_Jane: "Ohhhh you bitch," I hiss under my breath I slowly roll onto my knees, awkwardly crawling the remaining few inches towards the ropes. It feels like miles. Just as I unclasp my right hand and reach for the quivering velvet strand, a fresh wave of agony rushes through me, seizing my entire belly in its foul, vicious embrace and just scrunching it into a singularity! I let out a faltering, gasping mewl as I curl tight into a ball again, resting my face on the carpet, emerald-thong'd ass waving shamelessly in the salty sea air as I clutch myself anew. "Unnnhhhh.... my fucking pussy!" The pain wrenches a plaintive moan from my full, pink lips, making my entire body quiver and quake as my insteps tap the carpet.
06:57 MMA_Jane: !recover pussy 2d3
You recover ☒ 3 + ☒ 3 = 6 damage. PUSSY up to 4.
06:57 MMA_Jane: yt
06:59 Lokakarly: "yea.. it is your pussy, hope I broke it! Bitch!" As I smile down at you in obvious "discomfort" and I reach down for that mop of blonde hair of yours both hands sinking in firmly as I haul your weak ass up to your feet and then hmmmmfff, go to send you back first into the nearby corner!
06:59 Lokakarly: !throw
My move failed.
07:00 Lokakarly: yt
07:00 Melina_Sarabanda: "come on Jane, stop fucking around, kick her ass a bit!"
07:00 Lokakarly: *flips off Melina*
07:01 Melina_Sarabanda: *winks at loka and flips her off back * looking great Karly, darling but don't be mean! hehehe
07:04 MMA_Jane: "Fucking WHORE!" I spit between halting gasps as I glance back at you over my shoulder, kneeling, shoulders quivering from a heady blend of pain, fury, and yes, a hint of fear as I watch you bear down onto me, yanking me upright, then quite literally dragging me onto my feet. I yowl in protest, my left hand rising to relieve the pressure in my scalp, the right still wedged between my quaking thighs as I rise to a stand. I feel you wind up, trying to hurl me across the ring, and I lash out, like a fucking hellcat, talons out, digging them into your wrists! From the shocked gasp it elicits, you weren't expecting that, not now at least, as your fingers lose their grip on my honey-blonde mane, letting me stumble down to a kneel. yt
07:06 Lokakarly: "AAAAAAhhhh!!" you fucking whore! I release you before I can get you to the corner and as you drop to a kneeling I see my chance as I again reach out for your far inferior blonde mane and I go to grasp it firmly, trying to pull you back up to your feet, but keeping you bent forward, as you're busy tending to your aching pussy I try to ram a rising right knee up across your oversized (and likely still not fully paid off) tits!!! Trying to just ram my meaty thigh up to your orbs and crush them up into your ribs as i hold tight to your hair!
07:07 Lokakarly: !attack
My attack missed.
07:07 Lokakarly: yt
07:14 MMA_Jane: I can see the desperation in your eyes. The building frustration as you round back on me. You want to sink your claws in, dominate me, make me yours. And it's making you foolish. I begin to clamber back up to a stand as you round on me, lunging in with a fangs-out knee thrust targeting my bosom. "Fat chance, bitch," I hiss, meeting your over-aggression with aggression, my toes digging into the plush carpet as I lunge in, forearms first, ramming a sharp elbow into your inner thigh to knock the rushed blow off course. I lunge in towards you, inside your guard, staring up into your shocked eyes. I guess the first bit of good news is, I've finally got my voice back. Let's see if there's a second, as my feet set into the carpet, fists clenching, thighs priming. "YAAHHH!" I howl, LAUNCHING myself skywards, leading with my right fist, as I target the graceful point of your chin with a vicious uppercut! mtc
07:14 MMA_Jane: (flip for damage heavy)
07:14 MMA_Jane: !flip
Flip the coin.... heads!
07:15 MMA_Jane: !damage 3d7
You take ☒ 1 + ☒ 6 + ☒ 2 = 9 damage. HP down to 79.
07:15 MMA_Jane: yt
07:17 Lokakarly: I blow my attack, my momentum seems to disappear in a moment as I aaaaaaaaaahhh!!!!! feel your fist crash into my inner thigh and stop my knee from crushing your tits.. as i stagger back and then see your fist rising... i manage to turn my head so slightly as your don't catch me nearly as hard as you could have, but my head still snaps backward as i mmmmmmmmmmmmmmfffffff!!!!! stagger back and struggle to stay on my feet momentarily until my back feels the ropes and I lean into them... both hands clutching my face as I lean back into them..........
07:20 Lokakarly: I lean back into the ropes... and my eyes are unfocused... but they begin to go from foggy.... to slightly unfocused... back into clear 20/20 view as I shake my head....."oh, you slut........ " holding my chin for a moment as i step away from the ropes... knowing that you're in much worse shape that I am at the moment....
07:21 Lokakarly: I regain my guard and I move back towrad you, hands up in front... and I move my left hand back and go to swing a hard haymaker left hook, but it's a fake, as I try to bring your guard up high and to your right!!
07:21 Lokakarly: !roll
Roll the dice... ⚀ 1 + ⚃ 4 = 5
07:22 Lokakarly: yt
07:23 Lokakarly: i try to get your guard up and then I go to swing a heavy right fist, trying to just slam it straight into the center of your left mammary! Hmmmmmmmmffff! trying to just crush your tit into your ribs and put your ass back onto the ropes!!!!
07:23 Lokakarly: !boobshot
I go for your breasts! (Roll for boob attack)
07:24 Lokakarly: !damage boobs
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚀ 1 = 3 damage. BOOBS down to 13.
07:24 Lokakarly: yt
07:30 MMA_Jane: My wiley, corkscrewing shoryuken of an uppercut connected. Not the cleanest contact, but at least it set you on your back foot. For now. I want to capitalize, as you stumble back into the ropes again. To chase after you, hammering punch after punch into your midriff, with every fiber of my being. But my battered body has other ideas, as I slump back to a knee, tending to all the parts of me that ache. I toss my head back, fixing you with a seething emerald glare as you cradle your jaw, hissing as I rise up to my feet. "This isn't even NEAR over," I growl as I raise my fists. You move in, weaving like the little snake you are, faking a haymaker... and I flinch. Normally, I'd never have expected a fighter to throw such an ill-thought-out punch. But... as my face learned the hard way a few moments ago, you're one seriously wiley bitch. I dash my head back, foot stamping hard as my guard shifts, and you immediately lance out with the right, launching your fist towards my bosom! mtc
07:32 MMA_Jane: "NO!" I snap, tucking my forearms tight against my chest, absorbing most of the blow on my wrist. It still stings, sending my twins jiggling in the tight embrace of my triangle-bikini top, but it's a damn sight better than the alternative. "You dirty-fighting SLUT!" I hiss, lashing out with a quick left roundhouse, looking to pelt my shin across your lower thigh! mtc
07:32 MMA_Jane: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 3 + ☒ 3 = 6 damage. HP down to 73.
07:32 MMA_Jane: yt
07:34 Lokakarly: I feel the fleshy smack of my fist hitting your tit, but the blow is severely dampened by your forearm and then as i re-square my stance your kick lashes out and staggers me, as my right knee folds inward as i go off balance and stumble to my right, just getting my feet back firmly under me as I turn back square to you, trying to regain my footing and bring my guard back up as I look for my followup and hopefully an opening... yt
07:37 MMA_Jane: *WHAP!* A spray of sweat fills the moist, already salty sea air as my shin pounds into your lower thigh, folding your knee and almost dropping you to a kneel. You stumble, back up, but I'm already in motion as I yank my right foot back to the deck with a muffled *THUMP*, emerald eyes narrowing as I zero in on those fire engine red triangles. I set my feet, then TWIST my entire body to the left, my hips turning over as I unleash a left roundhouse kick, hoping to SLAM my shin right across your quivering orbs! "SHHHHCHA!" mtc
07:37 MMA_Jane: !boobshot
My attack on your bosom misses its mark (roll for HP attack)
07:37 MMA_Jane: !kick 2d3
My kick missed.
07:37 MMA_Jane: yt
07:39 Lokakarly: I am reeling from the kick, but it doesn't take me long to get my footing back, and I want to hurt this slut! As you try to send a kick to my tits, I get both arms up and slap your leg back down to the carpeted floor, and with that I want to put you in a daze! I try to reach forward, and then hmmmmmmmmmmf!!!!! trying to grab for the material between your tits to hold you close I try to step in and send my forehead straight into the bridge of your nose!!!!!! for a heavy blow that I hope will daze you!!!!
07:40 Lokakarly: !attack 3d8
My attack succeeds and does ☒ 2 + ☒ 7 + ☒ 8 = 17 damage. HP down to 35.
07:40 Lokakarly: yt
07:40 Lokakarly: !damage head
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚁ 2 = 3 damage. HEAD down to 3.
07:44 MMA_Jane: Maybe the deck rocked under me. Maybe your defense was just THAT good, but whatever it was, my kick went nowhere but down, as you bat it aside. I land awkwardly, twisting, barely keeping my balance... until you grab me by the bra, yanking me in towards you! "Gah-AHHHHH!" I holler as your forehead CRASHES against my nose! The gossamer strand of fabric holding my bra together shreds under the full, deadweight of my body as I stumble and sprawl out, flat on my back, tears welling in my eyes, my sinuses feeling like I've been hung off the stern into the ocean, upside-down, as the remnants of my bra waft in your grasp. The stars are back, and more fabulous than ever as the world spins around me. yt
07:46 Lokakarly: i feel my head blast into your face and knock you right to your ass or rather flat on your back.. and I hold my face for a moment as I shake off the slight daze, but I know you felt that muuuuch more than I did, and as you're lying on your back I quickly move toward your left side... raising y right foot up and then hmmmmmmmmf!!!! going to just plant my heel down to your wide open belly!!!!
07:46 Lokakarly: !damage
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚂ 3 = 9 damage. HP down to 26.
07:46 Lokakarly: yt
05:04 MMA_Jane: I've got a moment to think as I lay on the rocking, pitching carpet, tears pouring down my cheeks as I hold the throbbing bridge of my nose. I sniff hard, feeling like I've been dunked upside down into the ocean. The world slows down as another wave crashes into the starboard side of the boat, and I grasp for the carpet, feeling as though the boat's trying to roll me over. My hand moves slowly, or so it seems, the roar of the wave far bassier than I remember it. I blink up at the ceiling as you come into view, towering over me, but it's only when you raise your foot that I remember where I am. My heart freezes as panic instantly sets in, and I freeze mid-gasp. *WHUMP!* Your heel SLAMS into my belly, forcing my feet and head to rise up in a V as your foot pulverizes my insides, sending a roiling wave of nausea all through my body! "Ohhhhh!" the audience calls in sympathy... but it's not real. These fuckers don't have the capacity for sympathy! mtc
05:07 MMA_Jane: They're fucking loving it as I curl onto my side with a pathetic mewl, arms wrapped around my midriff. I roll back towards you, scrambling for my hands and knees as you tower over me... disdainful. "You fucking bitch...," I huff under my breath as I make as though I'm wiping a tear from my eyes. I'm desperate, yes, but have I really sunk to this level of deceit? Are you really cocky enough to fall for it? The emotions take a second to process... but really, what choice is there? Kneeling at your feet, my fingers graze the moistness beneath my eye... then LASH forwards, forming a fist as I try to send the blow spearing up between your thighs! mtc
05:07 MMA_Jane: !lowblow
My low blow attempt fails.
05:08 MMA_Jane: I think you almost smirked as you shifted your body out of harm's way, seeing the desperate, dirty punch coming a mile away as you easily parry the blow, sending me back to my hands and knees. With a furious, humiliated grunt, I LASH out at your shin with my elbow, trying to at least throw you off balance! "CHSSH!" mtc
05:08 MMA_Jane: !attack
My attack missed.
05:08 MMA_Jane: yt
05:11 Lokakarly: I have you down at your knees and I can see the plan formulating in your dense brain as you actually think I'm going to fall for that... It's what I would do, so when your body tenses I know the low punch is coming and I shift easily out of the way as I watch your fist whiff harmlessly off to the side... Mtc
05:12 Lokakarly: And then your elbow coming out as I hop back.... And with you leaning forward off balance I try for the kill shot! I have your face mere inches deom the ground and the high rolling bitches on the USS Pain Train want to see heads roll.... So I gladly line up for the the finisher hoping to knock this ugly ass artificial bitch OUT! As I plant my left foot and try to just football punt my right foot up into your face to try and obliterate your face and put you out of your misery!
05:13 Lokakarly: !kick 3d8
My kick connected and did ☒ 7 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 8 = 16 damage. HP down to 10.
05:13 Lokakarly: Yt
05:14 Lokakarly: !damage head
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚅ 6 = 12 damage. HEAD down to -9.
05:24 MMA_Jane: It's like fighting a ghost. There, but... not. And somewhere in my mind, I know that it's because I'm rattled. The cobwebs hang so thick at this stage that I can't see a damn thing clearly. I see your feet set into the carpet, feel the tension building in the room as everyone knows exactly what's coming. But I can't even will my body to move, leaden limbs quivering just from the effort of propping me upright. You unleash your leg, your foot looming larger in my vision until... *CRACK!* Your instep SLAMS into the underside of my jaw, whipping my head back upwards as my vision briefly narrows to a pinhole, a trail of spit spraying in a fan overhead as the thunderous force of the blow flips me over. *THUD!* My back hits the deck, my limbs splayed spread eagle as my head lolls from side to side, eyelids fluttering as I slowly draw a hand to my throbbing jaw, barely managing a moan. And even that fucking hurts. My legs draw up at the knees, the soles of my feet pawing at the rug. yt
05:27 Lokakarly: I feel the bones jn my foot compress and erupt with pain as I grimace and watch you end up flat on your back.... Your face all sorts of messed up now as I smile.... And the bitches in attendance know this contest is over... If you can even call it a contest... As I smile and then run my thumb across my throat... I motion toward one of the people close to the ring.... "hold that bitch up for me......" as I motion for one more to help her...... Yt
05:33 MMA_Jane: I moan, delirious, mentally on a whole other planet. The pain in my jaw fades to a general numbness. Shock, I suppose, as I feel arms reach under me from behind. I'm only vaguely aware of where I am... wondering if they called the fight. Heavy blinks, and blurred shapes start to take some semblance of form. And my emerald eyes flare wide as I recognize your face still... looking right at me. yt
05:36 Lokakarly: I stand in front of you... Feet apart shoulder width... Fists at my sides.... Head slightly lowered as I glare at you.... And my eyes drift down south as I see that moist suit clinging to your pussy.. I can see you mound and every curve... And I'm going to destroy it so you don't only lose this match but you lose any possibility of returning to your usual work at the corner any time soon... I plant my left foot and my right leg slices up as my hips whip around... I can almost feel the top of my foot just demolishing your cunt as I go to just drive the Ridge of my foot up into your pussy as hard as I can to out this bitch into dreamland!
05:37 Lokakarly: !damage pussy 3d7+4
You take ☒ 1 + ☒ 7 + ☒ 2 +4 = 14 damage. PUSSY down to -10.
05:37 Lokakarly: !pain
You are in pain and take ⚃ 4 + ⚁ 2 = 6 damage. HP down to 4.
05:37 Lokakarly: !pain
You are in pain and take ⚀ 1 + ⚄ 5 = 6 damage. HP down to -2.
05:37 Lokakarly: !pain
You are in pain and take ⚀ 1 + ⚀ 1 = 2 damage. HP down to -4.
05:37 Lokakarly: !pain
You are in pain and take ⚄ 5 + ⚁ 2 = 7 damage. HP down to -11.
05:53 MMA_Jane: My thighs quake as I'm lifted to an unsteady stand, leaning heavily back into my "helper," staggering with every tip and sway of the deck. I stare you in the eye, finding not a trace of empathy. No. All I find swirling in those irises is inky malice, dark as the night sea, and no less of an abyss. I shake my head, trying desperately to form the words as I track your eyes... the sense of horror multiplying tenfold as I realize what they're locked onto. "N-no!" I moan, but try as I may to bring my thighs back together, they just won't move. My knees quake, my arms desperate to cover my vulnerability, but with them trapped behind me, there's nothing I can do but watch with bated breath as you sprint forwards, planting your left... then LASHING out with your right, the hard, bony ridge SLAMMING from directly beneath into my completely exposed softness! *THWACK!* The sound echoes off the walls... silence as my jaw drops, and a silent scream finds voice, turning into a blood curdling wail!
05:53 MMA_Jane: mtc
05:59 MMA_Jane: Your "assistant" releases her hold, and I land hard on my butt and my hands shoot to cover the small sun of agony going nova between my thighs as the world falls away. That's not to say I couldn't see; no. It just didn't. Fucking. Matter. I flop to my side, writhing like a fish that leapt out of the ocean and onto the deck, spasming between gasping moans as I desperately clutch the throbbing ache. Tears stream down my cheeks, my mouth frozen open, gasping for breath that just won't go in as the pain radiates up my insides. It hurts deep in the pit of my belly... my ovaries throb... and the nausea just builds and builds as I struggle in vain to find any position that would ease the pain. I finally roll onto my belly, hands wrapped between spread thighs like a pair of clamshells around my womanhood, feet pointed, insteps flat against the carpet, motionless save the heaving of my core with each moaning, sobbing gasp. My sponsor steps forwards with a disappointed scowl. mtc
06:02 MMA_Jane: A hand in the air, palm out, signals the end of the contest... if it could be called that. I feel a prod against my ass, a foot, but it could well have happened in another universe, on another timeline, as far as I was concerned. All that existed for me was pain. yt
06:03 Lokakarly: The victory is clear , there is no doubt… I stand above you as you clutch yourself and moan and wail in agony, your womanhood destroyed, and I can just smirk as I watch you.. and then as you’re on your belly I place my foot on your ass as I raise my hands up into the air…..mtc
06:05 Lokakarly: “Bitch……how’d that feel…..” and the women start to cheer as I look around and a few of them are holding their own pussies as they can only imagine the agony you’re in …. And I see the dollars starting to exchange hands… and the pot full of cash rolling toward the winner’s circle as I push your ass over and leave your broken body in a heap as I make my way out….. going to collect my winnings and who gives a shit what happens to you from here.

Published: 2021-09-15, viewed 104 times.