Female Dice Fighters

22:44 MMA_Jane: !set FDF
Loaded @MMA_Jane's Female Dice Fight stats.

22:44 Anna_Cherrybomb: !set FDF
Loaded @Anna_Cherrybomb's Female Dice Fight stats.

22:50 Anna_Cherrybomb: The Infinite Azure...the name of the private beach resort was legendary, its clientele select and its location kept hush-hush. It was an almost secret resort, open only to women, and only a certain caliber of women at that. Women like me, women who were...let's say, a bit on the naughty side. Women who knew how to handle themselves in a fight. Women who weren't afraid to throw down and get a little dirty if needed. And this afternoon? At the resort's beachfront club? That was exactly what was about to happen: two women were about to throw down, and only one of us would be coming out on top.

22:50 Anna_Cherrybomb: And I was damn sure going to make sure it was me.

22:54 Anna_Cherrybomb: They had set up a ring on the club's patio, roped off from everyone but the two lucky women who had their names pulled to fight today. Naturally, I had entered my name into the drawing. I was feeling feisty, ready to throw down, and the idea of beating down and dominating another woman in such an exclusive, incredible place like this...it was almost too much. I HAD to be in this fight, and so when my name was drawn, I was ecstatic, excited, ready for whoever would dare step into the ring with me. So excited was I that I hadn't even bothered waiting to see who I would be fighting. I had left as soon as my name was called to prepare, and now here I was, pacing back and forth in the ring. I wore a wide grin on my face, and upon my body was the skimpiest of bikinis, a cute little pink-and-white number that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. I was certainly a sight to see, and the gathering crowd nearby was certainly getting their eyes full of me as I stepped back and forth. I was growing anxious, impatient. I was ready to throw down now, I just needed my opponent of the afternoon to arrive...

22:55 Anna_Cherrybomb:

23:04 MMA_Jane: This club... it truly is something else! There was luxury. Then there was opulence. Then, somewhere in the distance, was... whatever this might be! I'd always been a... let's say quieter member of high society. Born to a properly blue-blooded family, with proper manner and habits to match. My schooling taught me everything a classy girl ought to know. I read all the right books. Learned how to tell the salad fork from the dessert fork on sight. Learned all the right little mannerisms and affectations that told people where I was from, but without rubbing it in their face, should they not be as... well-born. But I'd also always had a rebellious streak. And one of the many ways that manifested was my lifelong love for the martial arts. in addition to the expected gymnastics that my parents forced me to partake in, I'd dabbled in judo, learned some karate, and found my groove in taekwondo. There was something about the fierce elegance of the moves that just spoke to me. I lived and breathed it! Another way my rebellious streak took hold was my relentless pursuit of worldly pleasures... a pursuit that brought me here, to the Infinite Azure. mtc

23:09 MMA_Jane: I'd only heard of the place in whispers. But it wasn't what was whispered, but by whom, that caught my attention. All the wild ones. The ones who lived their dreams without hesitation. Even their most curious, depraved dreams. They ALL raved about the place! And when I heard there was fighting. Well... you couldn't have held me back if you tried! I heard about it in the lobby when I arrived, and made a beeline straight for the cute little club said to hold these matches and threw my name into that hat there and then! I'd barely stepped away when they called my name, so there was nothing to do but toss off the gown I'd been wearing, stripping down to my sea green lingerie, and get right down to the ring. I let my hips sway a little extra as I walk down the patio to the surprisingly professional looking ring, giving my honey-blonde hair a little flip. And the crowd of howling, cheering bikini-clad ladies a confident grin. So eager to strut my stuff, and throw some flashy, jaw-dropping kicks!

23:12 MMA_Jane:

23:12 Anna_Cherrybomb: As you stepped into my view, I could feel my jaw drop. A shiver raced down my spine as my eyes danced over you, looking over your incredible body from head-to-toe. My hands lifted without me even realizing it, playing with and fidgeting with my long brown hair as I stared your way, my breath momentarily caught in my throat. You were, quite frankly, gorgeous, and I found that I couldn't take my gaze away from you, that I couldn't peel my eyes away. You were by far the most attractive woman I had seen at my stay here, and already I could feel you invading my thoughts.

23:14 Anna_Cherrybomb: I...had to have you. I didn't want you in this ring; I needed you here. I was filled with a deep desire to beat you in this ring, to break you between these ropes...and, afterward? Maybe even a little bit more. I shook my head as you entered through the ropes, taking a deep breath to calm myself, to bring myself back to reality. You were an absolute bombshell, no doubt about it, but I was here to win, and I couldn't, I wouldn't let the vision of you get into my head and distract me from winning today.

23:15 Anna_Cherrybomb: As you threw your snappy little kicks, I settled back into one corner of the ring, falling into a series of light and easy stretches as I watched you. Those legs were going to be an issue, one that I would have to try to take care of quick. I gazed across the ring toward you, never breaking my eyes away, inspecting you and every little movement you made as I quietly, patiently waited for out little fight to begin.

23:22 MMA_Jane: I was brimming with confidence as I strutted down towards the ring. Ready to go, like this was just another tournament at just another dojo. Albeit, a much wilder one than I've fought at before. And then I saw you. Standing in the ring. Your dark locks whipping in the sea breeze. Tan skin sparkling gold in the sun. Your face. Your curves. And as you turn... my jaw drops. Your CURVES! My heart pounds. My chest quakes for a second. Breathtaking! To say nothing of that incredible little bikini! My stride slows as I make my way to the ropes. Just staring at you. Bright emerald eyes taking in every gorgeous detail. I can scarcely believe you're to be my opponent! After all, you look much more like a lover than a fighter. I feel the lust building. To take you here and now, damn all these bitches watching, they'll enjoy the show! But... I feel the scarlet burn building up on my cheeks. No. I'll take you down quick. Then take you back someplace private to make it up to you. The confident grin creeps back as I start to warm up, throwing some kicks. mtc

23:28 MMA_Jane: I bounce back and forth in my bladed taekwondo stance, thighs parted wide for quick movement away from, or towards you. Confident that my blinding speed will leave you flat-footed. I throw a series of snap kicks in the air, at thigh-level, chest-level, then head-level, smirking as the crowd roars in delight. The ref, a gorgeous Caribbean woman in a black and white striped bikini, beckons us forwards to the center of the ring. "Welcome to Infinite Azure, ladies. I can see this is your first fight with us. Remember, while we're here to have fun, we're also here to compete as true Amazon warriors do! And you both certainly look the part, but remember, Amazon rules apply here! Anything goes, within sanity and reason. The fight goes on until one of you yields. Then the winner gets to... have her way as she pleases with the loser. Do you both agree to these rules?" My heart races. The very thought of having you... to have my way with you... as a reward for winning here, wipes my mind of basically everything the ravishing ref said before. I struggle not to fall into a daydream right on the spot! But... I snap back to reality. First, I need to kick that sexy butt!

23:34 Anna_Cherrybomb: The look in your eyes didn't escape my notice. I had seen that same look a million times before. You were probably thinking I would be some sort of pushover, a woman you could ever-so-easily take down quick and easily. Well, I had a rude lesson coming for you. I might not have been a martial artist or had your training, but I was an experienced fighter in my own right. I knew how to handle myself once the fists started flying, and (as you would no doubt be learning soon!), I wasn't afraid to get my hands dirty and fight cheap if I had to. Anything goes? That was fine by me. That just meant I had more tools in my arsenal to teach you a lil' lesson with.

23:36 Anna_Cherrybomb: As I was called to the center of the ring, I stepped forward, past where the referee had gestured, pushing myself right up against you. We stood face-to-face, a hungry look in my eyes and an eager smile on my lips as I stared at you, giving the referee a single slow nod. "I agree..." I purred, letting my tongue dance slowly over my lips as I answered. "Oh, I more than agree..."

23:38 MMA_Jane: I bounce eagerly on the spot, fore and back. Forwards, back. *Pop. Pop.* My bare feet whisper against the taut canvas. I put a hand out, gesturing you in with my fingers. "Come on, big girl. Let's see what you've got!" I hiss. Bouncing forward, then back. Looking for the opportunity to spring into a flurry of violent motion.

23:38 MMA_Jane: (heads for the flip)

23:38 MMA_Jane: !flip
Flip the coin.... heads!

23:39 Anna_Cherrybomb: (boo!)

23:40 MMA_Jane: My eyes narrow as you rise up just as I settle backwards. There it is! With a little hiss, I lunge forwards off the mark, popping my left foot up in a quick snapping kick at your belly. Hoping to shock you with my speed. And the sudden, focused force of my instep to your abs! mtc

23:40 MMA_Jane: !quick
My quick move failed.

23:43 MMA_Jane: You deftly parry the blow, and my eyes widen in surprise. Your stance is like nothing I've ever seen. It's... not even a stance, in any real sense of the word. Yet, that unabashed aggression as you just push in, taking my shin on your arm and cutting my kick short. Zero sense of self-preservation! Well, that's gonna cost you, lovely. It'll cost you dearly! With a confident smirk, I fade back a half-step. Then twist on the spot, twirling my back to you, then arcing my left foot up again, this time spinning the other way, in a spinning-hook kick aimed right at your cheek! "YAH!" mtc

23:43 MMA_Jane: (+1 damage from Snappy Kicks)

23:43 MMA_Jane: !kick 2d6+1
My kick connected and did ⚂ 3 + ⚂ 3 +1 = 7 damage. HP down to 93.

23:45 Anna_Cherrybomb: When you launched into your first kick toward me, I was ready for it. Your little display on the way and inside the ring of your kicks, your showing off, had told me everything I needed to know. I was ready for your legs, and so when the first kick flew toward me, I was ready to deflect it, barely wincing as I shoved it away. The second kick, however, was just a bit too much for me to defend against, your foot slamming into my cheek, forcing my head to roughly snap to the side.

23:47 Anna_Cherrybomb: But it was going to take more than just a kick to keep me down. I had been hit by far harder, and this early in the game, it was no trouble at all to shake it off and launch back into my own attack. As your leg came down and you began to recover from your (admittedly!) expertly thrown kick, I rushed toward you, quickly swinging my arm your way, twisting my body around to drive a quick elbow toward the side of your head.

23:47 Anna_Cherrybomb: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 3 + ☒ 1 = 4 damage. HP down to 96.

23:49 Anna_Cherrybomb: And the moment that elbow connected, I twisted my body back around the other way. My leg shot up, my knee aimed straight for your bare, alluring belly, a stiff shot meant to knock the wind right out of your sails!

23:49 Anna_Cherrybomb: !knee
My knee strike connected and did ⚄ 5 + ⚄ 5 = 10 damage. HP down to 86.

23:55 MMA_Jane: Your elbow connects, but I manage to shield my face with my arms. But my raised guard leaves my midriff open. And, frankly, nothing could prepare me for the brutal power that thick, luscious body of yours could dish out! *THUD!* Your knee SLAMS into my midriff, catching me flush in the navel. And, unprepared for such a brutal attack, you fold me right over. I gasp and wheeze, struggling to stay up on quaking thighs. I backpedal, arms wrapped around my middle. My hair hangs in golden curtains on either side of my face. And I look up at you, trying to will my body upright as my eyes glimmer with malevolent fury.

23:56 Anna_Cherrybomb: !damage body
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚅ 6 = 8 damage. BODY down to 12.

00:01 Anna_Cherrybomb: You look up, and I look back down, my smile having shifted to a wide grin, my eyes alight at the sight of you bent over before me, gasping for air after my knee had found its mark. God, the sight of you lurched over in pain...it was an incredible sight, and I wanted more!

00:02 Anna_Cherrybomb: I raised my arms high, clasping my hands above my head, before sharply swinging them downward, toward your back as you bent toward me. A brutal axe handle attack, aimed straight for your spine...

00:02 Anna_Cherrybomb: !damage
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚅ 6 = 8 damage. HP down to 78.

00:05 MMA_Jane: I see you raise your arms up. I want to move. I know I SHOULD move. But my legs just... won't! Like they're made of lead. Stuck fast to the canvas. Your hair wafts behind you in the breeze. I can see the faint ripples of your abs, as you arch back. The heaving of your gorgeous orbs as your tiny little bikini top pulls taut. Then... *WHAM!* You slam your hands into my back, and I thud right down to my knees before you with a groan. At least I can breathe again. Somewhat. I wheeze in air, still clutching my belly with one arm as I crawl back a couple of steps, nearly stumbling onto my ass. My cheeks flush red with embarrassment. With a hiss, I force myself up. Then, as you approach, I flash out a right roundhouse, then yank my foot down as I spin through the motion in a feint!

00:06 MMA_Jane: !roll feint 1d20
Roll the dice... ☒ 2

00:08 MMA_Jane: You don't bite. You don't even flinch. Hell, maybe you never even figured out what I was threatening you with! Maybe my sensei was right... never get into a brawl with a fool. They'll drag you down to their level and beat you with experience! With a snarl, I lash out with my left, aiming a spinning backfist across your sneering mouth.

00:08 MMA_Jane: !punch
My punch missed.

00:11 Anna_Cherrybomb: Part of me was disappointed. I had expected a little more from you, given the way you had carried yourself to the ring, given the way your legs had snapped and lashed out in a display of speed and power. Part of me was actually upset that you seemed to be so...lackluster in the ring so far. Maybe it was just the way I had kept up my attack so far throwing you off, but regardless of the reason, you seemed to be off your game, and I was more than ready to take advantage of it.

00:13 Anna_Cherrybomb: I didn't fall for your feint, and as you spun toward me with your fist, I quickly leaned back and away from it, taking a step backward to make sure I was out of its way...and to give me room to build my own momentum. I waited for an opening after your backfist, then suddenly I lunged in toward you again. My arm shot up, stiff as a board as I closed the gap between us, smashing my arm into your chest, your huge, lovely ladies with a hard-hitting clothesline.

00:13 Anna_Cherrybomb: !damage
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚄ 5 = 6 damage. HP down to 72.

00:16 MMA_Jane: My fist swings through thin air as you fade back, and the frustration mounts and mounts! I whirl around to see you already flying at me, arm outstretched. You catch me full in the chest, hurling me flat onto the canvas! I blink up into the glaring sun, stunned. What is this, WWE?! I begin to sit up, looking for you.

00:20 Anna_Cherrybomb: You go down, and as I race past you, I quickly pivot, twisting back around to see you sitting up, your head twisting to and fro as you try to find me. Well, if you want me...

00:21 Anna_Cherrybomb: I quickly shuffle around in front of you, my skin starting to glisten under the bright sun above as a few beads of sweat begin rolling down my curves. Seeing you sitting there, you're a perfect target...or maybe more specifically, you *have* the perfect targets for me. I flash you a quick grin, lining up an attack...

00:22 Anna_Cherrybomb: (+3 from your Busty, +6 from my damage)

00:22 Anna_Cherrybomb: !roll Boob Shot 1d20+9
Roll the dice... ☒ 3 +9 = 12

00:23 Anna_Cherrybomb: ...and suddenly, swiftly I swing my leg forward, a sharp kick aimed straight toward your lovely ladies.

00:24 Anna_Cherrybomb: !kick boobs
My kick connected and did ⚄ 5 + ⚁ 2 = 7 damage. BOOBS down to 9.

00:26 Anna_Cherrybomb: !pain 7d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 = 10 damage. HP down to 62.

00:28 MMA_Jane: I hear a rustle off to the side, only to turn my head and see you twisting. Your thick leg lashes out in an utterly artless facsimile of a kick... but for all your lack of technique, you sure pick a sensitive target! *THWAP!* Your foot SMACKS my right tit, flattening it to my ribs, while your shin slams into my left! *THUD!* My back hits the canvas. "OOOOOHHH! Dirty SLUT!" I moan out, crossing my arms over my chest to paw at my aching tits, feet spread apart and smacking at the canvas!

00:32 Anna_Cherrybomb: I watched as you went down, unable to stop myself from licking my lips again, loving the sight of you writhing and groaning against the mat. I had been in control of this fight from the start, and being in control like this, having power over another woman like this...it was an intoxicating feeling. As I stared at you, my mind briefly began to wander, and for a short moment I was unsure if I wanted to destroy you...or make wild, passionate love to you. In moments like this, pain was pleasure, and my thoughts began to converge, finally deciding that I would hurt you more, teach you a lesson about stepping into my ring...

00:33 Anna_Cherrybomb: I dropped down to my knees beside you, my eyes falling upon that lovely chest that I had been hammering with my clothesline and my kick. My own chest was nothing to sneeze at; my breasts was huge, eye-catching, and wonderful. But yours? Yours were absolutely titantic, and as I stared toward them I couldn't help but feel a slight tinge of jealousy, my cheeks turning a bit red as I realized just how much bigger they were than my own.

00:33 Anna_Cherrybomb: And that's why I decided to continue targeting them for now.

00:35 Anna_Cherrybomb: !roll maul boob 1d20+7
Roll the dice... ☒ 8 +7 = 15

00:35 Anna_Cherrybomb: My hands lashed out, shoving your arms away from your chest, before grabbing onto your gigantic tits. Each hand clutched one of your tits, starting to squeeze, starting to knead your flesh between my fingertips...

00:36 Anna_Cherrybomb: !damage boobs 1d3
You take ☒ 3 damage. BOOBS down to 6.

00:37 Anna_Cherrybomb: !pain 3d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 = 6 damage. HP down to 56.

00:38 MMA_Jane: "Ohhh... Unnhhh... my boobs-Get off my TITS you BITCH!" I spit in a decidedly unladylike shriek as you go for my pummeled pride and joy AGAIN! I've caught accidental shots to the boobs before, but this is different. You're actually going for them! Targeting my tits! And then you sink your talons in, and I moan and squirm beneath you, desperate to escape! With a snarling hiss, I try to put my flexibility to use and fire a stretch-kick from my back, trying to nail you in the side of the head!

00:38 MMA_Jane: !kick
My kick missed.

00:39 MMA_Jane: My foot lunges up, but you fade back just in time, your talons still clamped to my twins. "NO!" I hiss, lashing out with a punch to your belly, trying to back you off!

00:39 MMA_Jane: !punch
My punch connected and did ⚃ 4 + ⚃ 4 = 8 damage. HP down to 85.

19:38 Anna_Cherrybomb: Your punch smashed into my tight tummy, forcing me to relent my grip upon your twins, forcing me back off of you. I snarled toward you, as I quickly slid back and scrambled to my feet...but oh, you were still such a pretty little target as you lay there before me, and I had just the thing in mind for you.

19:39 Anna_Cherrybomb: As I stood, I lifted a leg, and...

19:39 Anna_Cherrybomb: (+10 from your Naive quirk~)

19:40 Anna_Cherrybomb: !roll Low Blow 1d20+10
Roll the dice... ☒ 19 +10 = 29

19:41 Anna_Cherrybomb: ...drove my heel straight toward your pussy, straight between your spread legs, with a stiff, brutal stomp, throwing all of my strength into the cheap, dirty shot!

19:41 Anna_Cherrybomb: !damage pussy
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚀ 1 = 3 damage. PUSSY down to 2.

19:42 Anna_Cherrybomb: !pain 3d3
You are in pain and take ☒ 3 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 3 = 8 damage. HP down to 48.

19:46 MMA_Jane: My punch socks you good, and I grunt in vicious fury as I begin to sit up, scurrying back a couple of feet on my butt as you start to get to your feet. You stride towards me and I raise my arms to defend myself, desperately trying to get to my feet. But then you do something I absolutely never expected, as you try to stomp between my thighs! I slide my hips back as fast as I can, but your toes still glance off my meaty cameltoe, squishing the sensitive flesh. I yelp in shock, staring up at you with a wide-eyed, betrayed expression as I clutch my pussy and scurry back a step. "REF! What the heck?!" I howl in dismay, shocked at how that makes the growing laughter among the bikini-and-one-piece clad crowd of women build even higher. My cheeks flush scarlet as I try to make it to my feet, indignant. And even the fucking ref's smirking!

19:48 Anna_Cherrybomb: It was obvious you didn't know what you were getting into...and even more obvious that you had somehow missed with the referee reminded us that it was anything goes. Even I had to laugh as you screeched at the ref, a playful little giggle passing through my lips.

19:50 Anna_Cherrybomb: "Blondie doesn't know where she's at..." I teased, my voice loud enough for everyone to hear as I watched you scrambling back to your feet. I waited a moment, waited for you to stand, before I launched myself at you again, this time stealing a page from your own book. I threw myself toward you, and as I did so, one of my own long legs snapped upward, arcing through the air toward you with a wild kick toward your body. Maybe not as practiced and trained as one of yours, but there was no doubt it was still going to hurt if it connected...

19:50 Anna_Cherrybomb: !kick
My kick connected and did ⚂ 3 + ⚁ 2 = 5 damage. HP down to 43.

19:56 MMA_Jane: My cheeks burn. I can practically feel the heat rising off them. My blood boils with fury born of humiliation. How fucking DARE you hit me there! I give my pussy a last rub before forcing myself into my fighting stance. I can't tell if I'm mad at myself for not realizing what a dirty bitch could get away with here, mad at you for taking advantage, or both. It's so... vilely unsportswomanlike! You rush at me again as I mull these troubling thoughts, and I barely get my guard up in time. *WHACK!* Your kick thuds into my guard, then into my ribs, making me grunt as I stagger a step to the side. 'Come the FUCK on, Jane!' I tell myself. Yell at myself, more like, as I force myself into my long fighting stance again. I flash a left at your face, hoping to raise your guard...

19:56 MMA_Jane: !roll feint 1d20
Roll the dice... ☒ 9

19:58 MMA_Jane: Predictably, your arms pop up to guard your face, and I snap my right foot up off the ground in a snapping kick. Not aimed for your belly, though. No, babe. After that dirty stunt, I'm taking the proverbial gloves off. This one will glide up your front to wallop those juicy tits from beneath!

19:58 MMA_Jane: (+3 from busty)

19:58 MMA_Jane: !roll Boob Shot 1d20+12
Roll the dice... ☒ 3 +12 = 15

19:59 MMA_Jane: (+1 from snappy kicks)

19:59 MMA_Jane: !kick boobs 2d6+1
My kick connected and did ⚂ 3 + ⚃ 4 +1 = 8 damage. BOOBS down to 8.

19:59 MMA_Jane: !pain 8d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 = 12 damage. HP down to 73.

19:59 MMA_Jane: (reaction)

20:02 Anna_Cherrybomb: My arms snap up as you throw your punch toward me, shielding my face but leaving me right in your trap, leaving my lovely ladies left wide open. Before I even realize the position I'm in, your leg snaps up, your foot slamming into the underside of my big, beautiful tits. My eyes grow wide, nearly bugging out of my head as I stumble backward, crying out in pain as my tits are forced upward, bouncing wildly, jiggling out of control, as I stumble and try to find my balance, a sitting duck for your next attack...

20:07 MMA_Jane: My body throbs something fierce from all the punishment you've visited on it, but landing that last shot felt so good! I smirk as you stumble about, clutching your precious tits. I could follow up... but as my sensei taught me well, patience is a virtue. And right now, I'm panting for the next breath. I rest a hand on my ribs, breathing in deep to force air into my lungs. Hoping the ache will let me loosen back up. "Mmmm, classic case of dishing it out when you can't take it," I quip with a forced smirk, bouncing lightly on my feet again. "You gonna quit clutching your girls and fight, or throw it in now?"

20:07 MMA_Jane: !recover body 2d3
You recover ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 = 3 damage. BODY up to 15.

20:11 Anna_Cherrybomb: "I can more than take it..." I sneered back, soon finding my footing and glaring across the ring toward you. "I just wonder how much more you have in you, blondie..."

20:12 Anna_Cherrybomb: With those words, I took inhaled sharply, then bouncing back across the ring toward you. My plan was to keep up the pressure, keep you on your toes. You were starting to show a little more fight than you had before, but I wasn't worried. I was going to keep on your ass like white on rice, and slowly but surely wear you down until you...were...done.

20:13 Anna_Cherrybomb: As I bounded across the ring toward you again, I raised an arm, swinging it straight toward you. Nothing fancy, nothing crazy, just a quick slap aimed toward your cheek, a small attack to try and get past your guard and maybe even distract you a bit.

20:13 Anna_Cherrybomb: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 1 + ☒ 3 = 4 damage. HP down to 39.

20:16 Anna_Cherrybomb: As my fingers dragged along your cheek, I then lashed out with the opposite hand, my fingers bent into a claw. I was feeling rather sour about the way you had kicked my poor, innocent legs, my beautiful breasts who had done nothing at all to deserve that kind of treatment from you...and at the same time, I knew your own tits had to still be hurting, had to still be aching. So, when my slap connected, the fingers of my other hand curled, lashing toward your chest...

20:16 Anna_Cherrybomb: !roll boob shot 1d20+4
Roll the dice... ☒ 4 +4 = 8

20:17 Anna_Cherrybomb: My nails drug across your skin, as I clawed at one of your tits, a hiss passing my lips as I did so.

20:17 Anna_Cherrybomb: !attack boobs 2d3
My attack missed.

20:18 Anna_Cherrybomb: ...but my blow was glancing, my aim slightly off, your body twisting away from me and leaving my fingers swiping at nothing but air.

20:23 MMA_Jane: You rush in with all the impulsive aggression I'd expect from a fighter like you. You lash out, and I block for the punch, only to catch (most of) a slap across the cheek. "Bitch!" I hiss under my breath, my still blushed red cheek searing a bit. But... you'd be nothing if not predictable, as you go for my boobs again. And a little smirk tugs at my lips as I fade back, taking a half step, then leaning back, just out of your reach. But all this naked aggression is gonna cost you, darling. I twist and pirouette neatly on the spot, my right foot popping off the canvas, knee chambering high. Then it snaps out like a whip, arcing high. Going RIGHT for that pretty face! "YAHHH!"

20:23 MMA_Jane: !roll Heavy 1d20
Roll the dice... ☒ 13

20:23 MMA_Jane: !kick 3d7
My kick connected and did ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 = 4 damage. HP down to 69.

20:27 Anna_Cherrybomb: Your leg whirls around, your foot aimed straight for my face. If you had been fighting anyone else, that would have been a knockout kick, and I had no doubt that if it had struck me, this match would have been over. But...again, this wasn't my first rodeo. My instincts were honed, fierce, my body moving on it's own as your leg swung toward me. I fell to my knees, and before you could fully recover from your high-aimed kick, my arm swung upward, a brutal fist aimed right for your crotch with a second low blow!

20:27 Anna_Cherrybomb: (Cheap Shot!)

20:27 Anna_Cherrybomb: !damage pussy
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚅ 6 = 12 damage. PUSSY down to -10.

20:28 Anna_Cherrybomb: !pain 12d3
You are in pain and take ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 3 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 3 + ☒ 3 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 3 + ☒ 3 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 = 26 damage. HP down to 13.

20:54 MMA_Jane: My kick whizzes over you. I think I hit something, but I'm not sure if it was your face. I spin a full 360, spotting where you last were, then closing my eyes as I whip my head around, honey blonde locks fanning out around me. I land in a wide stance to keep from stumbling over. The crowd "oooooohs," and I look down with a smug smirk, fully expecting to see you sprawled out on the canvas and counting stars. Instead, I see you on your knees, fist cocked back. Eyes glimmering malevolently as you stare RIGHT at my juicy mound! I'm sure you can see every contour of my luscious pussy. Every plump and bulging curve. The outline of my petals through the sheer spandex of my tight and tiny little panties. *THWACK!* Your knuckles connect with a moist, echoing thud. My eyes pop wide, jaw dropping, mouth in a huge, shocked "O" as I hunch a bit at the waist, hands reflexively cupping my crotch. Like my body just took over and shut down my brain. It takes maybe a tiny fraction of a second for the pain to hit, but it feels like an eternity. Then, my whole world shatters in utter, crippling agony! "Awwwwghhh!" I groan as I turn to the side. Try to take a step. And my legs turn to jelly! My knees hit the mats. Then my forehead. My ass waves in the air, thong pulled right in there between my basketball-sized cheeks. And the entire crowd can see my cupping fingers humiliatingly clutch my sex! The pain just builds and builds, and my lips, still in a wide "O," drag back and forth against the canvas as I helplessly rock on the spot, clutching my mound and begging the pain to subside. Which, of course, it doesn't! Slowly, I keel over onto my side, then roll onto my back, knees tucked up to my chest, toes curled.

21:05 Anna_Cherrybomb: My world seemed to slow to a crawl as I felt my fist slamming into your barely-covered pussy. Things seemed to be moving in slow motion as I watched your body react, watched the ever-so-beautiful sight of your incredible form shattered from the sheer impact of my dirty lil' punch. I had thrown everything I had into that low blow, hoping it would bring you down but not imagining just how completely and utterly effective it would be. I watched as you wavered, then dropped to your knees, then collapsed to the mat, face down and ass up, and for the briefest of moments, I couldn't help but think just how perfectly that position suited you. But then you slumped down further, rolling onto your back, gasping and grasping at yourself as you tried to deal with the sheer amounts of pain I had sent coursing through you.

21:06 Anna_Cherrybomb: Honestly? It was the most beautiful goddamn thing I had ever seen.

21:07 Anna_Cherrybomb: I bit my bottom lip, watching you as you squirmed and writhed about, but knowing that this was my chance to try and end this. My thoughts danced, considering how best to do this. I could have hurt you more. You were in no position to defend yourself, and I felt like I could have done anything that I wanted to you right now. But...you seemed to be hurting enough already, so maybe, just this once, I would show a little bit of mercy. Just a small, tiny bit. <3

21:12 Anna_Cherrybomb: I slowly crawled toward you, toward your upper body, starting to push up to my feet as I drew closer. Slowly, almost teasingly, I closed the small gap between us, shuffling my feet around until one of them was placed on either side of your head. I stared down toward you, just a moment longer, at your pain masked face, your long, gorgeous locks of honey-blonde hair surrounding you like a halo of light. Then...then came the soft giggle, as I began to lower myself toward you. You were lucky; it was rare that I finished an opponent off like this, but I wanted to be 'nice', just this once. My body lowered downward, my enormous, plump asscheeks (fully on display and not at all covered by my pink-and-white thong) dropping toward your face. I moved slowly, carefully, not wanting to rush things as I dropped my great big buns right onto you, trying to finish you off with a nice, easy smother...

21:18 Anna_Cherrybomb: (+1 to facesits from Ass-tastic!)

21:18 Anna_Cherrybomb: !damage 2d6+1
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚅ 6 +1 = 10 damage. HP down to 3.

21:20 Anna_Cherrybomb: My soft, sweaty cheeks pressed down against your face, enveloping you, covering you. I twisted my hips gently back and forth, making myself comfortable, a playful grin on my lips as I pushed against you. I bit my lip to stifle a soft moan as I settled in, loving the feeling of you beneath me, loving the feeling of you being helpless underneath my fat, perfect ass...

21:20 Anna_Cherrybomb: !damage 2d6+1
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚅ 6 +1 = 13 damage. HP down to -10.

21:31 MMA_Jane: This agony... I've never felt anything like it. I squirm on the canvas, silently begging and pleading the pain to stop. Truthfully, I barely remember where I am. All I know is that my pussy is throbbing, and I need to clutch it! I'm helpless to stop you as you crawl over. My eyes are squeezed shut, but I feel you step over my face. When I force them open, I'm faced with one of the most incredible sights I've ever seen... your gorgeous buttcheeks and juicy mound, slowly descending towards me, like the most gorgeous angel imaginable dropping from heaven. Nevermind that this donk is attached to an utter demoness of a streetfighter direct from the seventh level of hell! Your ass touches down, and I moan in protest. But I'm helpless to do anything else, as my hands remain glued to my aching mound. You don't even press hard enough to cut off my air. But my cheeks burn with utter humiliation as the high-society crowd goes off like a bunch of hooligans! The ref struts over. I hear her footfalls. Feel them through the reverberating canvas. "She leans down, taking a close look at my gasping, moaning face. Or whatever she can see of it. "Do you submit?" she asks. As if it's even a question. mtc

21:37 MMA_Jane: Your scent fills my nostrils. Mostly the sweet scent of nectar soaking your lush mound, as it brushes against my mouth and nose. So soft. So plump. And despite my predicament, I'm once again utterly overcome with lust! I nod with a muffled moan as I try to say the words. The ref smirks. "Not like that. Show Anna you submit," she purrs with a vicious edge to her voice. My heart pounds. My cheeks turn redder than they already were, squirming on the mats, clutching my privates in front of everyone. My ego somewhere in the dirt, kicked and trodden. I wonder what she means by "show her..." then it dawns on me. With a slow nod, I submissively pucker my lips. The pain has me all but paralyzed, but I manage to plant a long, wet kiss on your asscheek. A hand lifts my head, mashing my face into your butt as I openly kiss it. Your giggling cutting through the delighted roar of the crowd. Then I feel my face shoved into your pussy, my lips enveloping your full sex as the ref mashes me right into it. And... as fucked up as it is, puckering my lips and kissing your juicy petals seemed like the most natural thing to do right there and then! I feel the moistness building up on my palms, my throbbing, swollen pussy warming in my hands. And with every musty breath, I just need you more and more!