Female Dice Fighters

Remington: I have created the private room #Noelle_vs_Remington_Foxyboxing.

Remington: I have invited @NoelleFights to join #Noelle_vs_Remington_Foxyboxing.

Remington: !set FDF
Loaded @Remington's Female Dice Fight stats.

NoelleFights: !set FDF
Loaded @NoelleFights's Female Dice Fight stats.

Remington: Perks: Cheeky Jab, Boob Bash, boob Buster| Quirks: Over Confident, Hard Nipples, Masochist

NoelleFights: Perks: Wolverine, Brick | Quirks: Busty, Wide Guard, Tender Twins, Softcore

NoelleFights: !set boobs 14/14
@NoelleFights's BOOBS is set to 14 / 14

NoelleFights: (Tender Twins)

NoelleFights: !set Body 16/16
@NoelleFights's BODY is set to 16 / 16

NoelleFights: (Softcore)

NoelleFights: !set HP 110/110
@NoelleFights's HP is set to 110 / 110

NoelleFights: (Brick)

NoelleFights: *Gosh I'm such an idiot...* I think to myself as I drive into the parking lot of the popular local bar, The Dizzy Bunny. It's happy hour, and normally I wouldn't be so nervous about being here, I've been here many times with my friends, using our fake ID's to get in. These people didn't seem to care as long as no one is ratting them out. After finishing my first semester at the local college, I realized I had blown through nearly ALL of my school money, and I have to pay for next semester's tuition soon. At this bar, they hold foxy boxing matches for entertainment throughout the night, and I found that I could make some decent money by participating. It'll be a weird feeling, fighting instead of watching with a cocktail in hand, but how bad could it be? Turns out, it can be real bad. I learned that I'm going to be going up against the champ tonight! I've seen her absolutely DECIMATE other girls like me in the ring, but I was promised enough money to pay next semester's tuition for taking up the challenge, and DOUBLE if I manage to win! I can't pass that up! I make my way into the bar, heading straight to the back where I'm shown a room to get changed. I swap out of my street clothes for a VERY skimpy bikini that leaves little to the imagination. All black, matching my painted toenails, and the provided gloves and mouthguard. I warm up a bit in the changing room, finding that my 34D's are wobbling a LOT in this top as I shadowbox and stretch. Shortly after, I'm called to enter, and I make my way toward the ring in the center of the bar. "INTRODUCING FIRST... OUR CHALLENGER... SHE STANDS 5'10" TALL, WEIGHING IN AT 120 POUNDS... SHE'S 19 YEARS OF AGE... PLEASE GIVE IT UP FOR NOELLE, 'THE BUSTY BRAWLER'!!!" The announcer shouts over the microphone as I make my way to the blue corner of the ring, shaking my tits at some friends in the crowd. As I get into the ring, I feel the hot ring lights all over my skin, immediately developing a thin layer of sweat on my pale skin.

Remington: Standing with my arms folded in the space that passed for my dressing room I gave Tiffany a bemused look. “She’s how old?” The severely busty blonde that ran the bar gave me a look before replying “I know how old you were when you started your career, just because you’re doing well for yourself now doesn’t mean that you didn’t start somewhere” I let out another noise that said I wasn’t exactly impressed by this idea. Normally they only gave me girls that had won a few fights against other new girls or some of the less experienced regulars. This was different. Straight to me with no known experience. Normally I didn’t care who I fought which was why Tiff was being such a pill about this. She looked at her phone. “She’s here. And Remington? Don’t fucking knock her out round one. She’s trying to make ends meet and you know I won’t pay her if she doesn’t make it out of the first round.” Putting my hands up as if to say ‘okay whatever’ As soon as Tiff had left I slid out of the robe I was wearing and pulled on the extremely small string bikini. It wasn’t really meant to stay on but I could be a really persistent creature with it if I wanted to be. We were going to see this evening. Sometimes the new girls were hiding talents or skills. I was definitely confident though. Walking out to the ‘back stage’ area I tugged on my gloves and slapped them together. “And our resident Champion, Standing at 5’3” weighing 125 pounds at 32 years of age. The former NAFBC, Lucky Punch Co-ED champion, and our resident queen of the Ring. Formerly of the City of Angels. Lets hear it for Remington “Riot!” Reese!” Striding out to the ring in 4 inch heels I stepped up onto the apron and then bent at the waist stepping through in the stripper heels before kicking them off in my corner. Rolling out my shoulders I gave a bounce and smirked at you.

NoelleFights: A chill washes over my body as I stare in awe, watching you enter the ring. It was one thing seeing you from outside the ring, but seeing you as my opponent in the ring is a terrifying prospect. I bounce lightly on my toes, chest jumping up and down as I try to put on a brave face. I look you up and down, admiring your impressive physique as you get situated. The announcer stands in the center and calls us forward, explaining the rules. "This fight will be unlimited rounds, no real rules other than only using those gloves, and not hitting while someone is downed. If you want, touch gloves and go back to your corners." I timidly reach out my gloves for a tap before I backpedal to my corner, going until my back hits the turnbuckle.

Remington: Looking over you I flick my hair back and give a bit of a sigh. Im not sure about this. It doesn't show on my face but I'm pretty sure you're going to struggle to make it out of the first round with me. I almost feel bad about it but the truth is that I do love beating young busty girls to a pulp. Its why I do this, it gives me a rush. That and honestly I like getting hit too. It turns me on like nothing else. The best sex I ever have is after fights where my opponent isn't a slouch but gets in decent shots on me. Around here that's pretty rare considering how often Im boxing wanna bitch sorority girls. They just don't make em like they used to when I was in college. The ref calls me over to you and I give you a bit of a sneer as I look you up and down. At least your tits will make great targets. You hold out your gloves and I fucking slam them with mine before stalking back over to my corner. "Ring the bell this bitch wants it bad!"

NoelleFights: !flip
Flip the coin.... tails!

Remington: The bell rings and I stretch myself out in the corner enough that my ass eats my thong readily. With that I turn around to see how far you've made it. I don't bother with my guard. Not yet. I want in your head. So as you move across the ring I walk right at you. Hips rolling tits bouncing in my barely there bikini top and as soon as I am in range I take a step and plant flicking my left glove out fast into a jab aiming it for your cute lips trying to stuff you and pop your head back.

Remington: !quick
My quick move failed.

Remington: The jab slams into your gloves which I am not expecting but it does mean that your guard is nice and high for me. The thwack of leather makes me shuffle forwards slightly and then with a roll of my shoulder I set the pace for this match. Slamming down two more shots to your head and looking to work you backwards with them. I want that guard up and your big juicey girls on display for what comes next as I suddenly drop the high punches and swing hard left and right. Its not exactly proper technique but I want this to hurt and I want your girls to jump as I go for the punches to the sides of your tits.

Remington: !roll Boob shot 1d20+3
Roll the dice... ☒ 15 +3 = 18

Remington: !attack boobs
My attack missed.

Remington: !attack 2d3
My attack missed.

NoelleFights: I have jitters as we meet in the middle of the ring, and you immediately get on me! I duck behind my gloves and arms, scared to pop out as I feel an impact on my gloves, pushing me back a step. I hunch over a bit, trying to get as much of my lanky body behind my guard while I back up, and I manage to catch another two punches on my forearms, barely keeping my tits from getting battered early on in the fight. I want to try to put up a fight, I'm not here to be some pushover, even if I am scared out of my mind! After blocking your opening flurry, I throw a quick left jab back at your lips!

NoelleFights: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 2 + ☒ 3 = 5 damage. HP down to 95.

NoelleFights: My jab sails right into your lips, knocking your head back a bit. It was a bit easier on account of your guard being lowered as you walked at me. I want to take as much advantage as I can, so I plant my feet and twist my hips, trying to rocket a follow up right hook-left hook combo aimed at your head, trying to rattle you!

NoelleFights: !punch
My punch connected and did ⚁ 2 + ⚀ 1 = 3 damage. HP down to 92.

Remington: The heavy punches hammer into your forearms and I can't help the blink of surprise when it happens there is a moment where I blink. this should have been a painful opening for you but instead you take advantage of my momentary surprise and punch me right in the mouth. It doesn't stop there. When my head whips back the crowd oops only for you to step in and launch another snappy punch for my head it makes me take another step back but I manage to dodge the follow up before it catches me hard. Still not ideal as you give me an early roughing up. With a low lunge I whip my left out again looking for your tummy.

Remington: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 3 + ☒ 2 = 5 damage. HP down to 105.

Remington: (Triggers Cheeky Jab)

Remington: The hit slams you right in your lovely flat tummy. Your body it would seem is softer than your arms which is nice. You must be absolutely luscious in bed I bet guys love you. Girls too. Though its that youthful vigor and fitness not something earned in a gym and I have to say that I am all too happy to show you the difference as I pop your belly and make you bend over just a bit to make those orbs of your hang down. This time Im going for the kill. Stepping in I riffle off with an uppercut to try and split your titties right through your cleavage (Cheeky Jab +4, Busty +3, damage +5)

Remington: !roll Boob shot 1d20+12
Roll the dice... ☒ 7 +12 = 19

Remington: !attack boobs
My attack succeeds and does ⚄ 5 + ⚄ 5 = 10 damage. BOOBS down to 4.

Remington: !pain 10d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 = 16 damage. HP down to 89.

Remington: (Triggers: Tender Twins and Critical)

Remington: (Applies: Swollen Boobs)

Remington: (Extra Action w/ Advantage) The uppercut PLOWS your titties apart and I hook my glove under the string of your bikini and rip it off as I bust your sending you staggering backwards and holding your girls. Darting forwards I lash out with another shot aiming for your thong line with this one. Your gloves are busy holding your recently slammed rack so I take full advantage and I pummel your bladder hard. Planting the glove on a spot between your pussy and your navel right where your skimpy bikini barely covers it up looking to make your knees knock together from the impact.

Remington: !damage
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚂ 3 = 5 damage. HP down to 84.

NoelleFights: "Unnghh...." I moan as your blow lands REAL hard on my tits as I'm hunched over slightly from that blow to my soft, pale belly. I'm in panic mode as I backpedal toward the ropes, but you keep the pressure and get me with another deep shot into my bladder. "Oughh...." I groan out as I double over again. My knees fall inward toward each other, tripping me up as I fall backward into the ropes. The crowd cheers, seeing the now topless teen getting battered around by the champ. I try to regain my composure, bouncing off the ropes and throwing a jab aimed at your belly button.

NoelleFights: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 = 3 damage. HP down to 89.

NoelleFights: My jab smacks against your abs, not hitting too hard but enough to get your attention. As I'm hunched over, I try to wrap up with you, attempting to get under your arms in a clinch to get a moment of reprieve from your attacks!

NoelleFights: !roll Hold Skill Check 1d20+3
Roll the dice... ☒ 15 +3 = 18

Remington: I see you go into the ropes and move in to keep up the pressure only to catch your punch to the abs letting out an 'off from the impact' the crowd seems to be enjoying this immensely particularly since it doesn't seem to be a total slaughter at this point. Taking a single step back off your body punch I take another step forwards but you lunge off the ropes and grab me. Your sweaty warm body pressing into mine until we are right next to each other. Cheek to cheek. I let out an umph and then I whisper in your ear "Big mistake little girl, prepare to get hurt" With that I hook my arms high. You're definitely in control of this clinch but its far from the ideal place for you right now... mostly because I immediately Squeeze you Chest to chest trying to crush your damaged girls with my own pair.

Remington: !attack
My attack succeeds and does ⚄ 5 + ⚁ 2 = 7 damage. HP down to 77.

Remington: When I ram your girls with my chest you try to escape the clinch and I let out an annoyed noise. "No no no! get the hell back here. We aren't fucking done little girls." As you push backwards and away from me I reach out with my gloves and plow forwards trying to hook your arms and bring us chest to chest again as I look for the hold to keep up this battle of breasts versus breasts

Remington: !roll hold 1d20+7
Roll the dice... ☒ 4 +7 = 11

NoelleFights: As we clinch up, you squeeze my tits with your own, but I obviously got the worse end of it as I slip out of your grasp. On second thought, maybe I don't want to be in close with you. It seems I'm right as you try to clinch up again right away, but I bend backward against the ropes to avoid you pulling me in. After I bend backward on the ropes, I try to rebound off them and use the momentum for a BIG right straight-left hook combo aimed at your chin, hoping to be able to alleviate some of the pressure you are placing on me!

NoelleFights: !roll heavy skill check 1d20
Roll the dice... ☒ 19

NoelleFights: !attack 3d7
My attack succeeds and does ☒ 1 + ☒ 6 + ☒ 7 = 14 damage. HP down to 75.

NoelleFights: !damage head
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚃ 4 = 6 damage. HEAD down to 6.

NoelleFights: My combo lands HARD on your chin, the straight knocking your head back, a trail of spittle forming between my glove and your lips, before my left hook rockets into your chin, sending your face flying to the side, a spray of spittle ejecting from your lips! As you stagger for a moment, I'm dumbfounded at the effectiveness of the punch. The crowd lets out a collective "Ooohhh..." after hearing the impact and seeing the effects on you. I blink a few times before I try to go for a follow up to YOUR impressive chest, wanting to pay you back for rocking my rack earlier.

NoelleFights: (14 damage + 10 advantage)

NoelleFights: !roll boob shot 1d20+24
Roll the dice... ☒ 1 +24 = 25

NoelleFights: !damage boobs
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚃ 4 = 7 damage. BOOBS down to 9.

NoelleFights: !pain 7d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 = 10 damage. HP down to 65.

Remington: I chase you into the ropes and its a giant fucking mistake as you come flying off them and take me with a combination that leaves me seeing stars. Thats not the end of it though you plow forwards and nail me with a looping hook across my tits and that knocks them clean of my top and sends me crashing to the mat. The crowd is fucking SILENT as I lay there and the count starts... 1....2....3.... "uuuuuhg..." I blink and shake my head before I roll to my hands and knees and then stagger to my feet by the count of six. Its been forever since I went down let alone had my boobs knocked free in the first round or honestly had a new girl rock me like that. Holding my head for a second I glare over at you.

Remington: !recover 2d3 head
You recover ☒ 1 + ☒ 3 = 4 damage. HEAD up to 10.

Remington: When I finally stop seeing stars and I can see that you are getting ready to get after me I don't hesitate on this one I step out of the way and twist from the hips launching another shot that hopefully takes me off line of your powerful co-ed muscles and lines up a shot that will have your nipple touching your ribcage if I can get this off. There is no way your milkers aren't still hurting and I intend to have you holding them for the rest of the fight if I can make it happen when I swing hard for them. ( Busty +3 Swollen Boobs +2)

Remington: !roll Boobshot 1d20+5
Roll the dice... ☒ 11 +5 = 16

Remington: !attack boobs
My attack missed.

NoelleFights: !set boobs 3/14
@NoelleFights's BOOBS is set to 3 / 14

Remington: !attack boobs 2d3+1
My attack missed.

NoelleFights: I'm in shock seeing you go down, and I take a little rest on the ropes while you get up. I do want to try to pressure you as soon as you get up though! I move up toward you and manage to block your attacks on my chest. I need to be careful with them, they do hurt like a bitch right now. I can feel my tits swelling and throbbing from the earlier punishment. I throw out a left hook toward your belly button, looking to spread the love a bit.

NoelleFights: !attack
My attack succeeds and does ⚅ 6 + ⚃ 4 = 10 damage. HP down to 55.

NoelleFights: (10+ damage, targeted at body)

NoelleFights: !damage body
You take ⚄ 5 + ⚀ 1 = 6 damage. BODY down to 14.

NoelleFights: My left hook lands with good impact! The rush of feeling my gloves sinking into your abs is intoxicating, taking me over, so I try to do it again, this time throwing a right hook-left uppercut combo! (Heavy attack with my extra action + my 2nd action)

NoelleFights: !roll Heavy 1d20+10
Roll the dice... ☒ 7 +10 = 17

NoelleFights: !attack 3d7
My attack succeeds and does ☒ 6 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 7 = 15 damage. HP down to 40.

NoelleFights: (+10 damage, targeted at body)

NoelleFights: !damage body
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚃ 4 = 5 damage. BODY down to 9.

Remington: The punch to your chest whips by you and I can't believe that I am still seeing double from the last go round. This is getting out of control and it gets way worse as you proceed to pound away at my body. Your first burying themselves in my guts and making my body convulse with each hit. The crowd oooos which each impacting watching as I get the fuck beat out of me by the new girl. Then the cheering for you starts. The cat calls and the Go Noelle! I cannot let this continue and then you pound me so hard Im forced to take another knee. This one last for only a 3 count but I lunge up off the ground and whip off a jba to your pretty nose trying to stop the beating

Remington: !quick
My quick move failed.

Remington: You block that too and I let out a howl of rage as I twist at the hip and plow forwards with a right cross for your left breast. Im losing my composure for sure but I need to hurt you to stop this fucking beating and I can feel the panic starting to set in as I swing for the fences

Remington: !roll boobshot 1d20+5
Roll the dice... ☒ 16 +5 = 21

Remington: !attack boobs 2d6+1
My attack succeeds and does ⚀ 1 + ⚅ 6 +1 = 8 damage. BOOBS down to -5.

Remington: !pain 8d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 = 13 damage. HP down to 64.

Remington: Im so fucking over this you've absolutely humiliated me in front of everyone and I have no remorse for what comes next. I sink the punch to your tit so hard that I feel something in their give. (Trigger: Tender Twins, Swollen Boobs x2). Im not sure if you have reached a point where you can lactate you might be two young but with the cow udders you have I'm not so sure. Either way as I blast your right boob it gives me the surge of confidence I need to continue this fucking fight and continue it I plan on doing. As I see you hunch over I take a little step back and then I fucking SWING with the punch to your pussy. No remorse at all. I hammer your cunt with the uppercut looking to fold your knees together and drive your thong into your folds.

Remington: !roll low blow 1d20+21
Roll the dice... ☒ 2 +21 = 23

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

Remington: !pain 3d3
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 3 + ☒ 1 = 6 damage. HP down to 58.

NoelleFights: I manage to block a bit, but in your rage, your right cross DRILLS my left breast! "Mmnnhh... Kyaaa~" I moan before I make a surprised whimper as my left tit throbs once before ejecting a stream of breastmilk! My face turns red from embarrassment, beginning to match the color of my once ghostly pale teen tits. I instinctively move my gloves to protect my leaking udder, and you take full advantage with a big uppercut aimed at my pussy! It connects, but I manage to squeeze my thighs a little before it gets in too deep. The impact makes my knees WEAK, and I collapse to my gloves and knees as the count starts. "1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8..." I manage to get up at the count of eight, taking a little extra time to try to soothe my boobs and my womanhood.

NoelleFights: !arouse
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚅ 6 = 9 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 9.

NoelleFights: !arouse
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚀ 1 = 2 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 11.

NoelleFights: !recover boobs 2d3
You recover ☒ 3 + ☒ 2 = 5 damage. BOOBS up to 0.

NoelleFights: !recover pussy 2d3
You recover ☒ 3 + ☒ 2 = 5 damage. PUSSY up to 5.

NoelleFights: As I get up, I position myself against the ropes again, not sure if I can stand anymore by myself, so I need the extra support.

Remington: Sure enough as you hit the ground I can see on my glove and on your breast that you are mature enough to lactate. The ground roars when they see this. Its going to be a milk spilling fight for sure. That being said you're busy covering up your Tits after the pounding they have received as you hang on the ropes. Its a good look. I can feel my confidence returning as I see you laying their moaning and dribbling. One arm across your chest and one are between your thighs. That punch to the cunt was much more glancing than I was hoping for but it still seems to have done the trick as far as getting me back into the fight. That being said it leaves your abs and your head wide open. Walking up to you I shove your face back with my glove and then I POUND your guts with a right hook while you're trapped on the ropes.

Remington: !damage
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚁ 2 = 4 damage. HP down to 54.

Remington: Its enough of a smack to make your spittle fly and your guard shift so I think its time to treat your other boob the same way that your first on got some treatment. I shift my aim as I hold your head back with my glove and then I let fly with a second shot this one looking to lift and pummel your other breasts. You're going to be spraying milk all over this ring by the time I am done with you. (Busty +3, Swollen Boobs +4, Damage +4)

Remington: !roll boob shot 1d20+11
Roll the dice... ☒ 20 +11 = 31

Remington: !damage boobs
You take ⚂ 3 + ⚂ 3 = 6 damage. BOOBS down to -6.

Remington: !pain 7d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 = 10 damage. HP down to 44.

Remington: This shot does the fucking trick and I see you lift and moan again from the hit. I know that the round has to be close to over so I don't bother with anything fancy instead I simply rack back and pound your guts one more time while I have you held against the ropes fucking swinging for the fences as I try and fold you over one more time before the end of the round. I need you hurting because frankly I am hurting as well and I want you to be much worse off than I am after this.

Remington: !damage
You take ⚄ 5 + ⚄ 5 = 10 damage. HP down to 34.

Remington: !damage body
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚂ 3 = 9 damage. BODY down to 7.

Remington: I fucking lift you with the punch before I step back and put my guard up hoping that was enough of a punishing to get me to the end of the round. That was not a perfect round by any stretch of the imagination but I know you're fucking feeling it.

NoelleFights: You seem to be completely reinvigorated after knocking the breastmilk out of my breast and dropping me with the low blow. I don't get a chance to defend as I sit on the middle rope for stability. Your hook SLAMS into the side of my belly button, drawing out a labored cough and some spittle, my mouthguard jutting out of my lips slightly after that blow. My arms fall over the top of the ropes, hooking me up like a punching bag for you to hit, and hit me you do. Another big uppercut SLAMS the underside of my right breast, and a similar event occurs. "Oughhh... Nnmsfhh~~!" I moan before a pained whimper escapes my lips, more milk draining out of my udders, dribbling over my tits and streaming onto the canvas at my feet. Tears start to stream down my face, messing with my makeup as you go in with another punishing blow, lifting me off the canvas with another brutal blow to my soft, alabaster belly. My toes curl up as I come back down to the canvas, my arms missing the top rope, and my body falling halfway out of the ring, suspended by the middle rope as I look at the audience upside down while hanging, my teenage orbs, covered in milk and sweat, pulled by gravity up against my chin. "1... 2... 3... 8... 9..." *DING DING DIIINNNGGGG* The bell rings to save me from the KO! Some ringside audience members help shove me back into the ring, but not before a couple of them give my tits a nice squeeze, wanting more milk to come out of me! I whimper as they do, and then I crawl to my corner for the break...

NoelleFights: !recover boobs 2d6+2
You recover ⚅ 6 + ⚅ 6 +2 = 14 damage. BOOBS up to 8.

NoelleFights: !set boobs 7/14
@NoelleFights's BOOBS is set to 7 / 14

Remington: !recover body
You recover ⚂ 3 + ⚁ 2 = 5 damage. BODY up to 14.

NoelleFights: !recover 2d3+1
You recover ☒ 3 + ☒ 3 +1 = 7 damage. HP up to 41.

NoelleFights: !recover 2d3+1
You recover ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 +1 = 5 damage. HP up to 46.

NoelleFights: (2 recoveries for last turn)

Remington: Standing against the corner of the ring I don't sit down. Instead I shed my bikini top I'm already totally out of it and I don't need it getting in my way as this fight continues. Sitting down will cool me off and I don't want that. I already ache and I don't want the ache to set. You narrowly avoided a KO and I know you're going to be working to recover. You hit like a fucking truck for a co-ed and I was not prepared for that it definitely rattled me and I'm not a fan of that at all. Watching you recover you very quickly start to pull yourself back together. Clicking my tongue when the bell rings, pushing out of the corner and moving to the center of the ring to to meet you. You're still leaking but the drips have slowed. I need to get you back on your back foot and I whip off with my first punch. Im plenty slower than before but I know that shot to your guts on the ropes slowed you down.

Remington: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 3 + ☒ 1 = 4 damage. HP down to 42.

Remington: The first punch takes you in the mouth, finally. I don't stop there though when I rock your head back I immediately go for the swipe. Swinging hard with my right I aim the hook to your titties. Trying to blow through both of them with the punch looking to knock them right off your chest and send your milk spilling everywhere. Its not a subtle punch in the slightest but I go for it anyway. Looking to put you back on your heels immediately. I don't want you getting ahead in this round because with the force of your punches it very well could be a run away win for you if I start slacking so I swing and swing hard.

Remington: !roll boob shot 1d20+11
Roll the dice... ☒ 20 +11 = 31

Remington: !damage boobs 2d6+1
You take ⚅ 6 + ⚄ 5 +1 = 12 damage. BOOBS down to -5.

Remington: !pain 12d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 = 18 damage. HP down to 24.

Remington: The punch is a fucking MONSTER when I hit you in the side of your right boob I plow both your girls with a fucking furrow. It coats my glove in milk and I can see that it has the desired effect of crushing your girls to a pulp. There is no fucking way you're going to be thinking about anything other than how your rack has been smashed. Its what I'm counting on when I snap my left hook unto your floating rib looking to drop you seconds into the second round.

Remington: !damage
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚂ 3 = 4 damage. HP down to 20.

NoelleFights: I barely roll out of my corner after resting on my stool for the break. I can feel my youthful orbs becoming more sensitive by the second. Each throb makes me wince slightly, but just as soon as I'd sat down for the rest, the bell rings for us to fight again! I go meet you in the middle, and much to my dismay, you come out quicker than I'd expected. Your jab pops my head back, my mouthguard showing in my lips again, having been dislodged slightly from the punch as I recover a bit. I stand my ground, and it seems to be a mistake as your hook TEARS through my rack, sending my right breast into its twin as the glove follows through, sending a sprinkler-like spray of breastmilk across you and the canvas, with even more milk dripping down my sweaty, milk covered torso. "Mnnnhhhh..." I moan, my knees starting to give already as I backpedal a bit. I turn to the side slightly, trying to get away when a hook smacks into my floating rib! "Aughh...." I groan in pain as I collapse onto gloves and knees just seconds into round two! "1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7..." The count seems slower than before, almost like the bar and the crowd want me to make it back to my feet. I spend a few seconds crawling over toward the ropes again, before using them to climb to my feet again, rubbing my tits on the way to try to soothe them!

NoelleFights: !recover boobs 2d3+1
You recover ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 +1 = 4 damage. BOOBS up to -1.

NoelleFights: !recover boobs 2d3+1
You recover ☒ 2 + ☒ 3 +1 = 6 damage. BOOBS up to 5.

Remington: Watching you go down in a heap I let out a little puff of breath to blow my hair out of my face before I head back to my corner while the count rises. The canvas is covered in your milk now from the punches to your tits. You're going to be icing them for days and I plan to make sure every time you put that ice pack on them you remember the busty mature woman that pummeled your girls into submission in this ring. We are out of round one. There is no way for you to not get paid so that means that I dont have any qualms about putting you out of your misery. I want you to remember it though. I refuse to go head hunting. Im going to finish you off woman to woman. As you rub those aching titties I lance forwards again out of the corner, stalking you before I pop off with another jab this one to your tummy as you sooth your girls

Remington: !quick
My quick move connected and did ☒ 1 + ☒ 3 = 4 damage. HP down to 16.

Remington: The shot to your guts is more than enough to get me in range and I step forwards hard. Reaching out with my gloves to seize you as I clinch up and start to try and shove us both back towards the ropes. Looking to put an end to this nonsense.

Remington: !roll hold 1d20+4
Roll the dice... ☒ 9 +4 = 13

Remington: (Held)

NoelleFights: I'm so flustered from all the punishment to my tits, I can barely think straight, let alone fight! You manage to impale my belly with yet another punishing jab that makes my toes curl again. My arms find themselves on the ropes, and just when I think you're going to put my lights out for real, you wrap up with me. *Oh no...* I think to myself after what happened last time we clinched. I take a moment to rest, letting my chin rest on your shoulder as we embrace, mature tits versus teen tits mashing together, making me wince a bit as my orbs get a bit consumed by your larger, less drained girls. After a few moments rest, I try to unleash a right hook into your left breast, hoping to give you a taste of what you've been doing to me.

NoelleFights: !recover 2d6+1
You recover ⚀ 1 + ⚁ 2 +1 = 4 damage. HP up to 20.

NoelleFights: !roll Boob shot 1d20
Roll the dice... ☒ 13

NoelleFights: !attack boobs 2d3
My attack missed.

Remington: Dropping my elbow I block your shot to my breast at the last second I let out a clicking noise with my mouth as you try to fight back against me. No I have no intention of letting you get out of this one so easily. My tits are still throbbing from your earlier slam into them that left me fucking topless and dangling like some basic bitch co-ed. No I am planning on making sure you feel the pain on this one. The shot jiggles us together and I let out a purr. "mmm don't worry....its all gonna be over soon..." With that I draw back and then RAM my tits dead on into yours slamming your milk glands with mine as I ram you back into the ropes hard looking to crush you with the shot.

Remington: !roll boob shot 1d20+10
Roll the dice... ☒ 1 +10 = 11

Remington: !attack boobs
My attack succeeds and does ⚀ 1 + ⚁ 2 = 3 damage. BOOBS down to 2.

Remington: !pain 3d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 = 4 damage. HP down to 16.

Remington: With you pinned to the ropes I let out a little purr of pleasure and then with a push I separate us enough for something else entirely. The ram has set us up I let out a clicking noise with my tongue as I shake my head at you. "Alright I'll give you a chance. Lets see if your girls can take it. Lets go." With that I swing my tits in from the side and SLAP your girls with mine. I know its going to hurt me too but I have every intention of finishing you chest to chest.

Remington: !roll boob shot 1d20+ 12
Roll the dice... ☒ 10

Remington: (22)

Remington: !damage boobs 2d3+2
You take ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 +2 = 5 damage. BOOBS down to -3.

NoelleFights: !damage boobs 2d3
You take ☒ 3 + ☒ 2 = 5 damage. BOOBS down to 4.

Remington: !pain 5d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 = 7 damage. HP down to 9.

NoelleFights: !pain 5d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 = 8 damage. HP down to 32.

NoelleFights: "Unhh...." I moan as I lay against you, weak as can be. My knees are bent inward at each other, thighs pressed together with feet spread apart, toes trying desperately to press into the slick canvas to keep me standing. "Kyaaa...~~" I whimper when you bash up against me, your impressive tits dominating my own. I take another moment to recover, before I attempt to shove you off!

NoelleFights: !arouse
You take ⚄ 5 + ⚅ 6 = 11 pleasure. PLEASURE up to 22.

NoelleFights: !recover 2d3+1
You recover ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 +1 = 4 damage. HP up to 13.

NoelleFights: !roll Hold check 1d20
Roll the dice... ☒ 9

Remington: Feeling you squirming in the hold I can't help but laugh at you. "Oh my god you're so fucking done..." Squeezing my arms around your waist I softly work my tits against yours letting your milk soothe my breasts. Pushing your girls around knowing how bad they are hurting after the punching that I've given you. "Fine lets finish this bitch... with that I lift you off the ground and get my girls under yours before I SQUEEZE you. Bear hugging you hard as I flex my chest looking to squeeze your beaten ribs and let gravity drag you down in the hold.

Remington: !damage
You take ⚀ 1 + ⚃ 4 = 5 damage. HP down to 8.

Remington: With a heft as I let you slide downwards I toss you upwards and go for the kill. Slamming my boobs up under yours with you right on the ropes I aim to knock you back into the ropes and plow your girls hard enough to finish you off in the most humiliating fashion. I want your cow titties milked dry and you hung out like a fucking wash cloth-

Remington: !roll boob shot 1d20+11
Roll the dice... ☒ 8 +11 = 19

Remington: ( +3 for busty total of 22)

Remington: !damage boobs 2d6+1
You take ⚁ 2 + ⚅ 6 +1 = 9 damage. BOOBS down to -12.

Remington: !pain 9d2
You are in pain and take ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 1 + ☒ 2 = 12 damage. HP down to -4.

Remington: The impact is fucking spectacular as I bust your tits into oblivion with my own. Hammering upwards and sending you flying backwards with a spray of milk. My chest is heaving as I finish the movement. I have every confidence that you are finished. But. I leave you on the ropes. Breasts swollen beyond belief from the pounding I gave them. I walk to my corner and put my gloves on the ropes. Flicking my hair back and letting out a sigh as I wait for the count....I know how this is going to go~

NoelleFights: As you woman-handle me against the ropes, I offer no resistance other than some moans and groans, whimpers and tears as you squeeze the hell out of my ribs, before dropping me and launching your massive tits into the underside of mine! As my breasts recoil upward, my body starts folding backward. Breastmilk shoots out of my battered teen tits as my back folds over the top rope, my own breasts having smacked into the underside of my chin, dazing me. A few moments later, my weight tips over the ropes and I tumble out of the ring over the top rope, falling to the bar floor outside the canvas, landing on my back with my arms sprawled above my head and my legs twisted up. I convulse on the ground, milk continuously ejecting from my nipples in shorter and shorter bursts until it becomes a steady stream leaking down either side of my parted breasts. "Ring out! We'll give her a 20 count. 1... 2... 3... ... 18... 19... 20! She's out!" The bar DJ calls out over the speaker system. My body only moves from twitching, each twitch redistributing the weight of my breasts on my chest as I lay there. After the bell rings and you are declared the winner, a couple of handsy bar patrons begin to fondle me as I'm unconscious on the ground.

Remington: Peeling off my gloves I turn to watch as you lay on the floor bleeding milk from your busted up tits. Honestly I'm pretty sure that you are going to need some after care. I beat you pretty hard after that pummeling you gave me in the first round. I look over to Tiffany who raises an eyebrow at me and shrugs. The count hits twenty and I watch as you get felt up by several of the patrons. Generally speaking Im not a fan of that behavior but in this case I make an exception letting them give you some squeezing before I intervene. Call it a punishment for landing those shots on me. Stepping out of the ring they back off when I walk over to you. You're out cold. With that I reach down and remove your thong leaving you naked on the floor before I collect your bikini top as a trophy as well. "Get her cleaned up and someone call her a ride I think she's had enough for tonight...." I'm not sure if you'll ever be back after THAT experience but maybe you will be to try and get your pride and your bikini back. With that I strut away while the bar staff collect you from a puddle of your own milk.

Remington: -end