THE SWEETEST SCIENCE

11:51 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: as I walk towards the ring, peole crowding this small venue yells MIKE MIKE MIKE... I walk lifting my right arm saluting the crowd... I know I am the owner of this ring... and no one is taking it away from me! I enter the ring and let my robe slip down revealing my 6ft and 200 lbs of pure heavyweight boxer... wearing black, trunks, boots and gloves... I stand on my corner pounding my gloves together PSH PSH...

11:56 Blair_Starlena: The neon lights of the underground boxing venue cast a stark glow on Blair's sweat-slicked body as she emerged from the shadows, her bare chest gleaming with defiance and confidence. Her long, toned abs rippled with each step she took towards the ring, her blue thong and black boxing gloves the only attire that separated her from complete nudity. The crowd's chant grew louder, a mix of awe and excitement, as she climbed . Her piercing dark brown eyes locked onto Mike's, a smirk playing on her lips as she took her position opposite him. The cheers grew into a thunderous roar as she raised her own gloves, the leather creaking as she flexed her fingers. She knew this wasn't just any fight. This was the kind of bout that made legends. And she was ready to claim her throne.

11:58 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: Oh I am so ready to face this new challenger... her spectacular body is glistenign with sweat, and she looks damn strong but so am I... the ref calls us out to do his thiing... I move forward and fix my eyes on yours, as I offer you my gloves to touch

11:59 Blair_Starlena: Blair's smirk widened as she took a step closer, her bare breasts swaying slightly with the motion. She reached out with her own gloved hand, her knuckles brushing against Mike's in a gesture that was both respectful and taunting. "You're looking good, Mike," she said, her voice dripping with a hint of challenge. "But let's see if you can keep up with me."

12:02 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: I feel your strenght as you rub your gloves against mine... your devastatig beauty does not hide the fact that you are a true fighting machine... but so am I... "you look good too, Blair... sorry to ruin your beauty plan tonight" I say smiling as the ref ends the chat and sends us back to our corners... I walk backwards, just not letting your eyes escape mine... then I put up my gloves, on an orthodox stance, ready to begin

12:11 Blair_Starlena: The electricity in the air is palpable as the bell rings, signaling the start of the first round. Blair darts forward with surprising agility, her gloves a blur of motion as she throws a flurry of jabs at Mike

12:13 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: the bell rings and you jump forward like a panther! I barely have time to put my guard up properly when your jab rain over it slamming my gloves against my face... you hit hard... I plant my feet on the canvas and hold still, absorbing your jabs, keeping my face covered, waiting to test your own defenses

12:15 Blair_Starlena: Mike's stillness is unnerving, but Blair is not one to be deterred by a stoic opponent. She continues her relentless assault, weaving and bobbing to avoid any potential counters. She can feel the power in her punches, each one aimed to break through Mike's guard and leave a mark.

12:17 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: you keep slamming my guard... I keep my feet well planted... then suddenly step to move forward and get close and USH USH fire a double left hook aimed to your right side as my right covers my chin

12:28 Blair_Starlena: The crowd goes wild as the sound of leather on flesh echoes through the room. Blair feels the impact of Mike's hooks on her ribs, but she's not one to back down easily. She gasps, taking a half-step back to regain her balance, then retaliates with a quick uppercut aimed at Mike's abs. "Is that all you've got?" she jeers, her eyes flashing with fire.

12:30 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: my hook slams your body... now were are talking... your grunt taunting me and UFFF slam my abs hard... you hit hard... but so so I... OK, you want a slugfest, I got one for you... as your upper hits I USH USH fire a right hook aiming to your left side and then USH repeat with my right in a short cross punch aiming to your left eye...

12:32 Blair_Starlena: Blair's body jolts from the impact of Mike's hooks, the air momentarily knocked out of her. She takes a step back, her breasts bouncing from the force, and she feels a sharp sting across her ribs. But she's not one to show weakness. Her eyes narrow as she watches him, the smirk on her lips a constant reminder of her fearlessness. "You hit like a truck," she murmurs, almost admiringly, before lunging forward again. Her bare skin glistens under the neon lights, and she can feel the heat of the crowd's eyes on her. She ducks under Mike's swinging right and counters with a swift left hook aimed at his jaw, her body twisting elegantly with the motion. She's a dancer in the ring, her movements fluid and precise. "But I've faced worse," she adds with a cocky laugh, her gloves flashing again as she throws a rapid combination of punches, her legs moving in a graceful ballet of power and aggression.

12:43 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: you are hit again but you avoid my right to your face and UHH slam my jaw hard with a slick punch! I recover and put my guard up again keeping myself protected and you unleash a flurry of punches... you are strong, and this gonna be a TOUGH fight... but I love that... I clash with you, moving forward to make the space bwteen us smaller and make your punches less effective... then bull int you with my shoulder, leanig forward and keeping my face covered with my left glove as I USH UHS fire my right in short hard hooks, aiming to your side adn your gut

12:47 Blair_Starlena: The crowd roars as Blair's punches connect, but she doesn't let the excitement throw her off her game. She can feel Mike's strength in every hit she takes, but she's been training for this. Her own punches come faster now, a series of jabs and hooks that seem to be pulled from the very core of her being. She feels the thud of his shoulder against her body, but she's too quick, too nimble to be pushed back. Instead, she uses his momentum against him, sidestepping and delivering a sharp elbow to his ribs. "You're going down, Mike," she whispers, her breath hot against his ear

12:50 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: we are close and your hard punch slams my ribs hard UFFF... but I soak it... you taunt me as we are clashing like two titans, in the middle of the ring, our head so close our breath feels in our sweat soaked skin... "you speak too much sweetie" I grunt as we collide... I suddenly pivot and USH tru to slide a brutal upper rigth to slam your chin hard

12:58 Blair_Starlena: The pain in her ribs is intense, but Blair refuses to show it. Instead, she laughs in Mike's face, the sound low and seductive. "Oh, you think you've got me figured out?" she says, her teeth gritted behind her smirk. She feels his uppercut coming and tries to dodge, but it's too fast. Her head snaps back and the crowd gasps as she stumbles, but she's not going down that easy. Her legs are like steel, and she pushes off the canvas, her body swaying like a serpent. She spits a mouthful of blood to the side, her eyes never leaving Mike's. "Is that the best you got?" she challenges, her voice thick with the promise of retribution. She lunges at him, her fists a whirlwind of blue and black as she rains down punches, aiming for his kidneys and liver.

13:02 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: as my glove slams your chin you stumble back and FEEL it... you soak it and come back at me... I smile... "got more glove love for you honey" I grunt as we clash again... crowd cheers knowing this has just begun... your liver shot slams my elbow harmlessly and then UGHHH you hit my kidney hard... hurts... I counter slamming my left hook into your right side again and then USH drive a hard cross right aimed to your left eye trying to stun you

13:06 Blair_Starlena: Blair's smile widens at the impact of her liver shot, feeling the satisfaction of a well-placed punch. She darts back as Mike's elbow glances off her, her eyes never leaving his. The pain from the kidney shot makes her grit her teeth, but she refuses to let it slow her down. She can feel the power behind each of his punches, but she's not one to be outdone. As his right hook connects with her side, she lets out a grunt, her muscles contracting to absorb the blow. Then, with lightning speed, she ducks under his cross and delivers a stinging left jab to his nose.

13:09 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: as my glove connects to your side I can feel you absorbing the punch and I am too slow to cover UFFF your jab slams my nose hard flattening it... strong punch, but I soak it... my nose a bit clogged but no blood... you don't talk now... good... no need to... I clash again, keeping the fight close... I fire adouble left jab USH USH aiming to your face trying to make you lift your guard and then USH go low and fire a right hook aiming to your gut

13:11 Blair_Starlena: The pain in Mike's nose is a sweet victory, but she knows it's only the beginning. She feels the blow to her side but refuses to let it show on her face. She watches him, her eyes narrowed and focused, her breath coming in short, quick pants. His jabs come at her fast, but she's ready, slipping and sliding around them with a grace that belies her brutal intentions. As she sees the opening, she brings her gloves up, catching his hook in the crook of her elbow.She takes the opportunity to counter with a swift combination of punches to his chest and face.

13:14 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: you stop my hook and then UFFF UFFF try to confuse me and drive me back throwing a fast flurry of punches... keep my face covered and UFFF UFFF soak some punishment into my chest... I move to my right and lower my shoulder like prepping a right cross to your face and then suddenly USH make it a big right hook trying to bring more pain to your left side

13:16 Blair_Starlena: The crowd's cheers are a symphony in Blair's ears as she blocks Mike's punches, feeling the power in her own arms. She sees the opening in his guard and takes it, her left fist shooting out like a bullet to his jaw, the sound of bone on bone ringing through the venue.

13:18 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: as you blcok my punches I move fast and duck under your left that hisses over my head like a whiplash... as my left shoulder is close almost toucheing your bouncing breasts I USH try to slam your chin again with another hard right hook

13:21 Blair_Starlena: The crowd gasps as the punch barely misses her chin, the sound of leather slicing through the air. Blair feels the heat of Mike's breath on her skin, and it only fuels her desire to win. She blocks the next hook with an upward motion of her forearm, her muscles tensing from the impact. She uses the momentum to pivot, delivering a sharp right hook to his temple.

13:25 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: you are blocking my punches like an expert... you really are great! as I try to cover your glove slams my temple hard UFFFF sending sweat drops around... I soak the brutal impact... then cover again and lean forward clashing again... we grunt as our gloves collide, our sweat dripping into the canvas... I USH USH slam your guard with a left-right jab combo trying to make you open it and then USH I fire another fight hook aimed to your solar plexus

13:27 Blair_Starlena: Blair's body is a blur of motion as she blocks Mike's punches, her eyes never leaving his. The impact of the jab against her forearms is intense, but she's been hit harder. The sweat trickles down her body, pooling at the waistband of her thong and making her skin glisten in the neon lights. She feels a thrill as she watches his guard waver just a fraction, and she knows she's got him. As he lunges with the hook to her solar plexus, she twists her torso at the last second, the leather brushing against her skin but not connecting. She takes the opportunity to plant a firm left hook to his ribcage, the sound of her knuckles against his flesh like a gunshot.

13:31 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: you move too fast... then UGGG your blow hits my ribs hard! I grunt from the punch, that was a powerful one... but I am strong... I keep in close quarters, keep covered and mmove to my left as if I am preparing to use my left hook but instead USH i fire a fast right straight aiming to your face

13:33 Blair_Starlena: The hit to her ribs sends a jolt of pain through Blair's body, but she's too focused to let it distract her. She watches Mike's movements, her eyes tracking the shift in his weight and the tension in his muscles. As he moves to the left, she anticipates the left hook, her body already preparing to dodge it. But the right straight catches her by surprise, snapping her head back. She feels a trickle of blood from her nose but keeps her smirk in place, raising her hands again to continue the dance.

13:37 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: as my right connects I can feel it clearly lands, and the blood from your nose speaks of it too... as you raise your gloves again I can see you are still fighting fit... my eyes fix on yours... leaning forward, again get closer... I want you close... as our guards almost collide I move fast and USH USH throw a double right hook aiming again to your ribs keeping my chin covered

13:40 Blair_Starlena: His double hook to her ribs is met with a grunt, but she's too quick to let it do any real damage. She slides back, her feet moving in a graceful dance around the ring.She darts forward again, her fists flying in a series of jabs and hooks, each one aimed at wearing him down.

13:44 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: though you soak my hook, you seem a bit slower than before... I crouch low and cover as your flurry rains over me... we are close, the thuds of your gloves on my arms and gloves not making real damage...crowd cheers watching us giving it all... this is the right place... we both weating and grunting as we try to weaken each other... you hit hard but my guard resists... suddenly I move and paw your right arm to the left with my left glove and try to USH slam your face hard with my right in a short punch before you can react and cover

13:47 Blair_Starlena: The crowd goes wild as Mike's punch lands, the sound of leather smacking against her cheekbone reverberating through the air. She stumbles back, a hint of surprise in her eyes, but she's not down yet. She wipes the blood from her mouth with the back of her glove, a crimson streak on her skin.She charges back at him, her movements more deliberate now, her punches aimed at his midsection and ribs.

13:51 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: my glove connects again... I move forward to face you again. You come back swinging, UFFF UFFFF you slam my body and ribs hard... but I am on a streak now... before you can put your guard up again I USH try to hit your face again with a right straight punch... then USH fire another left, this time an upper punch aiming to your chin

13:53 Blair_Starlena: Blair's teeth clench as Mike's punch connects with her cheek, sending a jolt of pain through her head. She tastes the coppery tang of blood in her mouth but refuses to back down. Her eyes are a storm of determination as she charges back at him, her gloves flashing in the neon light. Each hit she lands is met with a grunt of exertion, her muscles singing with the effort. She feels the power behind her punches, her fists a blur as they connect with Mike's body, the sound of leather on flesh echoing through the arena. Yet, she knows she needs to get past his impenetrable guard to end this. As his straight right punches sails towards her, she ducks and weaves, her head barely avoiding the impact. She counters with a sharp left hook aimed at his liver, her body twisting with the motion. She's like a tempest in the ring, unpredictable and powerful.

13:56 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: you duck fast and avoid my punches... you move so fast and UGHGG your liver blow slams me so hard... I grunt and breath hard for a moment, leaning low and covering... move to my right presenting you a well covered face and chin, waiting for my chance to counter....

14:02 Blair_Starlena: The taste of victory is sweet on Blair's tongue, but she knows the fight isn't over yet. She watches Mike, his guard tight and his eyes burning with determination. She feints a jab, watching his eyes flicker before she unleashes a powerful left hook aimed at his right temple, her body spinning into the punch to add more power.

14:04 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: oh I don't fall for your jab... I keep my guard firmly in place and when your temple punch comes I am ready... block it on my right glove and then try to move as fast as I can and USH fire a straight left aimed to your bloosided nose again and then USH a hard right hook aimed to your jaw

14:07 Blair_Starlena: Blair's eyes never leave Mike's, watching the subtle tells that hint at his intentions. As his punch sails towards her, she feels the air move around her, but she's already moving. She sidesteps, her bare chest brushing against his arm, and then she counters with a lightning-fast right jab that cracks against his cheekbone, the sound sharp and precise. She follows up with a left hook to his ribs, her punches coming in a blur of blue and black. The crowd roars in approval, their eyes glued to the dance of fists and bodies in the ring.

14:13 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: as my punches miss I cannot dodge your perfect counter and UGHHH it makes my head rattle and leaves a red mark on my cheekbone... your left is brutal and then UGGHH it slams my ribs too... but we are still close and as it lands in my ribcage USH my right is flying aimed to your face trying to hit it dead on over your lowered left shoulder

14:15 Blair_Starlena: Mike's punch glances off her shoulder, but she feels the power behind it. Her own punches are met with a grunt from Mike, and she can see the redness spreading across his cheek. The crowd is on the edge of their seats, their energy pulsing through the air like a living thing. She takes a step back, breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling with each breath. "You're not so bad yourself," she says, a hint of admiration in her voice. Then, without warning, she lunges forward again, her gloves a whirlwind of blue and black, throwing a combination of jabs and hooks, her eyes never leaving Mike's.

14:21 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: as You step back for a moment I grunt "tired yet?" and then you taunt me right before moving again... you clash again with a new flurry of punches... our eyes fixed... your blows land on my guard thought a hook enters and hits my ribs again UFFF... can stand it... I keep close, covered... I then USH hammer your guard with a left straight punch trying to open it... then I hit your left elbow with an upper left trying to shift it up and make space for an USH upper right that flies aimed to your chin

14:27 Blair_Starlena: The hit to her elbow is unexpected, and she feels her arm go numb for a fraction of a second. But it's all the opening Mike needs. His uppercut snaps her head back, and she feels a warm trickle of blood run down her chin. She spits out a mouthful of saliva and blood, her eyes flashing.She charges forward again, her fists flying in a series of jabs and hooks, each one aimed to break through Mike's unyielding defense.

15:37 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: my glove connects well again and some more blood erupts... anyway you charge again! I keep myself well covered, knowing you are far from beaten... m guard absorbing the impacts, keeping myself close as your flurry goes on... as we clash, I release USH a left hook aiming to your gut hoping to lower your guard a bit for my USH straight right to enter and slam your nose dead on again...

15:45 Blair_Starlena: Blair's eyes water slightly from the pain in her elbow, but she refuses to let Mike see any sign of weakness. She takes a deep breath, feeling the heat of the neon lights on her bare skin as she charges forward. The impact of her punches against Mike's guard is like a metronome, a steady rhythm that seems to match the pulse of the crowd's roars. She sees his opening and takes it, her gloves a whirlwind of motion. Her gut clenches as she takes his hook to the midsection, but she's ready for the follow-up. As his right hand moves towards her face, she ducks and sways, letting the punch sail over her head. She uses the momentum to drive her own left hook into Mike's side, the sound of impact reverberating through her. The crowd goes wild, and she knows she's got him on the ropes. She moves in for the kill, her right fist cocked and ready to deliver the final blow.

15:50 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: as my glove connects I feel how it drills into your body hard.... then you evade expertly my right and move to the side UGHHH slamming my side with a sharp brutal hook... I grunt in pain, but hold... put up my guard realing back a bit as my back is close to the ropes... but I can see you coming and I brace for your attack covering well and ready to counter accordingly... or so you think... as you cock your right arm ready to hit I jump forward and USH aim to your gut with a solid right hook and then USH USH fire a left-right hook combo aiming to your bouncing breasts

16:10 Blair_Starlena: The crowd gasps as Mike's punch connects with her gut, the air whooshing out of her lungs. She doubles over for a moment, but she's not out of the fight yet. She takes the hit to her breasts without flinching, her eyes never leaving Mike's. With a snarl, she swings her arm back, her fist connecting with his jaw in a powerful uppercut that sends him reeling back. She takes a step closer, her chest heaving with the effort of her punches. "You're going down, Mike," she says, her voice a mix of pain and determination.

16:14 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: the impact of my punches rattle your body... your tits are flattened by my gloves, but you don't flinch, you are tough! your upper slams my jaw hard, and I take one step back, but lurch and cover myself again and bull into you... "in your dreams hon!" I grunt... push you backwards feeling how you drive your weight towards me pushing against me... sudddenly I sidestep and USH USH try to slam your wounded left side with a double right hook as your momentum drives you a bit forward

16:42 Blair_Starlena: Blair's eyes water from the pain of Mike's hooks to her breasts, but she doesn't let it show on her face. She feels the power of his push, her body straining against his, but she's ready for it. As he sidesteps, she uses his own momentum against him, spinning into his punches and delivering a sharp elbow to his side. She feels the give of his muscles and the grunt of pain he tries to suppress. "Is that all you've got?" she challenges, her voice a seductive purr, as she dances around the ring, her movements calculated and precise, her bare skin glistening with sweat and blood. She throws a series of jabs, her left hand flashing out to keep him guessing before she slams her right into his gut with a force that echoes through the arena. She watches his face contort in pain, but she knows he's not going down that easily.

08:20 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: UFFF your punch to my side hurts... I cover myself again as we exit the ropes, what was my goal after all... as you taunt me you jab hard again... I stop your jabs but UFFF your gut punch slams my body again... it is beeing a tough fight...my kind of date in the ring no doubt... I keep myself covered with my right as I counter USH firing a left straight aiming to your face... then move closer, crouching, covering my face and sides and ready to keep this fight in close quearters... USH USH USH hammer your forearms hard trying to open your guard with solid jabs

11:15 Blair_Starlena: Blair's eyes light up with excitement as she feels Mike's jaw give under her punch. She knows she's got him on the ropes, but she's not letting up. The sting of his jabs to her forearms is a reminder of the battle she's in, but she's too focused on the prize to let it slow her down. She brings her gloves up, catching the next few in a rhythmic dance of defense and counterattack. Her body is a whirlwind of motion as she blocks, weaves, and strikes, each movement calculated to bring her closer to victory. The taste of sweat and anticipation fills her mouth as she takes the offensive, her gloves moving in a mesmerizing pattern of jabs and crosses, pushing Mike back towards the ropes. She can feel the heat of his breath on her bare skin, their bodies so close that it's almost intimate.throwing a feint with her left before unleashing a powerful right hook, aiming to send him reeling.

11:20 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: as I hammer your arms trying to open your guard I can see you are strongly covered... you push me back, as my back touches the ropes you hammer my guard with powerful blows trying to confuse me and keep me covered, as I can feel your breath on my sweaty skin... my defense remains and I don't fall for your feint... your right smashes my gloves but I resist... as we are close I paw your right away with my left and USH fire a hard upper right aiming to your chin trying to stun you and stop yor rythm

12:10 Blair_Starlena: The force of Mike's uppercut snaps her head back, the stars briefly visible behind her eyes. She can feel the ropes at her back, but she refuses to be caged in. With a snarl, she shakes her head, her dark hair whipping around her face like a wild animal's mane. She brings her hands up to block his next barrage, her abs tightening as she prepares to push back. She darts to the side, using the ropes to launch herself back into the fight. Her left hook swings in a wide arc, aimed to catch him off guard.

12:14 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: my glove connects and sends you back... you fall into the ropes and I maneuver to put myself in position to keep you there... you grunt and push back and swing a hard left hook that I am perfectly prepared to avoid leaning low and pivoting to my right building momentum and USH moving my body and putting my weight behing a hard right hook aiming to your ribs as your guard is still high trying to weaken you and keep you on the ropes

12:18 Blair_Starlena: Blair's eyes flash with determination as she feels the impact of M'ikes hook, the air being driven from her lungs. She leans into the ropes, using them to absorb some of the force, and then pushes back with surprising strength. Her breasts jiggle slightly from the impact and her breath comes in short gasps. She swings her left hand again, a little slower this time, biding her time to regain her composure

12:20 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: my glove drills into your body hard... you grunt and lean towards the ropes but still come up swinging... but a bit slower... my punches are starting to really hurt you but I don't fall into confidence... as your right smashes my well placed guard I step forward and USH USH I aim a right hook-left hook combo aiming to your gut and solar plexus looking to take off some air from your lungs then cover my fac with my left and USH fire a cross right aiming to your temple

12:22 Blair_Starlena: *Blair gasps for breath, her eyes watering slightly from the pain in her ribs. She feels the ropes against her back, the smell of sweat and leather from the ring thick in the air around them. Her body moves almost on instinct now, blocking the next few punches with her arms and abs, feeling the impact resonate through her core. Her own punches are thrown with less precision, more a desperate attempt to keep M at bay and regain her footing. She manages to throw a jab that glances off his shoulder, hoping to distract him enough to get a good counter.*

12:26 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: you stop my punches but you look hurt... your defensive jabs hit my guard harmlessly... I press on you pushing you against the ropes... my head low, covered with my gloves as I put my left shoulder forward pressing against you feeling how your breasts mash against it... I USH fire a low left hook slamming your left elbow opening your guard a bit for USH sliding a hard upper right aiming to your chin again

12:29 Blair_Starlena: The pain in Blair's ribs is intense, but she grits her teeth and refuses to go down. Her eyes narrow, focusing on his movements, trying to predict his next attack. She feels the heat of his breath, smelling faintly of mint, as he presses into her. Her heart races from both the pain and the closeness. When she feels the opening, she takes it, throwing a swift left hook of her own, aiming for his exposed jaw.

12:48 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: my gloves drill into your strong body hard... you grunt with the impacts... but you still got stamina enough... you UGH slam a hard left hook against my jaw, drops of sweat fly as your glove lands jerking my head to the side... but I soak it... I lean forward getting close again, our gloves sqeuaking as our respective guards collide... we both are grunting and hurt but not ready to fall yet... keeping my face covered with my left as I thrust my right hook twice USH USH aiming to your busted ribs again trying to worsen your pain....

12:51 Blair_Starlena: The pain from the hook to her ribs makes Blair's vision swim, but she doesn't let it show on her face. She's used to this, the sweet agony of a well-placed hit. She smiles grimly through gritted teeth, feeling the warmth of her blood seeping down her side. Her eyes never leave Mike's, looking for the next opening. She sees it when he leans in, mistaking her momentary stillness for weakness. With a roar, she throws a powerful uppercut, her fist connecting with the bottom of his chin. The force of the blow sends him reeling back.*

12:55 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: as my glove connects I can feel you are really hurt... but you counter back! as my left glove is still covering my face the full force of your punch slams my leather and is unable to harm me... I am impressed by your stamina and courage!... I take a pair of steps back smiling... "c'mon, Blair... come here and let's dance a bit more!" I say, jumping in the middle of the ring... I plant my feet firmly in the canvas and get ready, offering you a glove to touch before engaging in this brutal fight again

12:58 Blair_Starlena: Blair's teeth clench and her eyes blaze with competitive fire. She nods, accepting the challenge. She steps forward, her bare torso gleaming with sweat. Her breasts still heaving from the exertion and pain. The electricity of the moment zaps through her, sending a thrill down her spine.* "Let's go, then," she says, her voice gruff and determined. She shakes off the pain, her mind focused solely on the fight ahead

13:01 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: I am breathing hard, but ready to go on... you touch my glove like a true fighter... your whole body looks ready to keep on fighting forever... but so am I... as you touch my glove I nod and start circling, gloves up, left a bit ahead, right covering my face... my eyes on yours... "show me what you got left..." i grunt...

13:07 Blair_Starlena: Her chest heaves with each breath she takes, the pain from her ribs a constant throb. She circles him, her eyes locked on his. Despite the agony, she feels alive, every nerve ending singing with the thrill of the fight. She feints with her left, watching for his reaction. When she sees it, she strikes, a blurring cross coming from the right, aiming straight for ribs and then a wild jab to his face

13:10 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: you move forward with a grunt in a blur of movement... my left is a bit forwarded and UFFFF your punch to my ribs enters and lands with a crackinng sound... hurting them... but they hold... and as your jab comes I lean forward dodging it clearly and step forward planting my left foot close to yours and USH aiming a brutal right upper directly to your chin

13:14 Blair_Starlena: Her eyes narrow in pain, but Blair refuses to let it slow her down. She sees the uppercut coming and leans back slightly, letting the force of his punch miss her chin by a hair's breadth. She takes the momentary opening and hammers her fist into his exposed ribs again

13:54 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: UFFFF your glove slams my ribs again... I grunt... hurts bad... but I resist... my feet planted in the canvas ready to slug it out until one of us cannot stand more and falls... I piston my left arm USH firing a left hook aimed to your gut again then put it back protecting my side and USH USH a double right hook aimed to slam your busted ribs once again yt...

11:55 Blair_Starlena: *Her eyes widen as she sees his guard dip, and she takes the opportunity with a fierce snarl. She twists her hips and sends a crushing right hook, her bare knuckle connecting with the side of Mike's head. The crowd gasps as the sound echoes through the arena.*

12:02 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: though my punches seeem like having no effects on you, I know you are tired and hurt... I don't reel back... I move forward and then UGHHH the punch lands like a ton of bricks and drops of sweat fly.... I soak it as I can, though my head rings a bit after it... move closer well covered and USH USH fire a double left hook aiming to yor gut trying to stay close

12:05 Blair_Starlena: *The impact of Mike's left hook sends waves of pain to Blair core. She uses the momentum to pivot slightly, bringing her body closer to him. Her eyes never leave his, searching for the slightest sign of weakness. When she sees it, she strikes, sending a swift, precise jab directly to his solar plexus. She feels the air rush out of him as the punch lands.*

12:06 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: as my glolve lands I hear you hushing... I protect myself and your solar plexus punch slams my left arm... I try to sidestep to my right and USH fire a powerful right hook aiming to your face

12:10 Blair_Starlena: *Blair's eyes flicker with pain, but she sees his hook coming and quickly leans back, the punch barely missing her cheek. She uses the momentary respite to throw a quick, snapping jab at Mike's ribs and then hook to his chest .*

12:13 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: we slug it out in the middle of the ring... as I get closer you UFFF UFFF hit my body hard again... ribs hurt... but I try to overcome it... I move closer head low, covering with my left... I piston back my arm like prepping another hook to your busted ribs trying you to lower your guard and then USH fire a hard upper right aiming to your eyesocket

12:16 Blair_Starlena: Blair feels the air leave her lungs again as Mike's fists connect with her ribs, but she refuses to give an inch. She anticipates the hook, bending back and letting it sail past her. Her eyes water and she can feel the bruises forming. She snaps her head back and forth, trying to clear the cobwebs as she brings her own right hand around, aiming for his front face and then with her left hit his waist .

12:18 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: we both stay close... you UGH UGHH slam my face hard slamming my nose... feel the blood starting to flow... spit some slaiva too... thenUGHHHH my body is hit again... but I dont reel back... gonna resist... I USH UHS USH fire a fast succession of hooks aiming to your gut and then USH a hard cross right aimed to your face again

12:27 Blair_Starlena: Her eyes are alight with the thrill of the fight, her breasts bouncing slightly with each movement. She feels the impact of her fists on his body, each hit a declaration of her refusal to submit. She takes a quick breath, feeling the burn in her lungs and the pain in her ribs. She sees his cross coming and ducks, letting it fly over her head. With a snarl, she sends 1-2-3 combo each hit is stronger and then do a double uppercut to his pecs .

12:32 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: though you are hurt and tired you counter... I stand firnly against you, ready to go on until one of us falls... my guard cannot catch all your blows and my gut and chest are painfully hit again... I grunt and hurt bad... but I remain close, covering myself as good as I can... we collide grunting and panting and then DING DING DING the bell rings ending this fight... I pant, still head low... then lift my face, feet still steady but truly hurting... offering you my gloves to touch and grunting "such a great fight"

12:35 Blair_Starlena: *Her chest heaves, sweat glistening on her bare skin. She touches his glove, acknowledging his respect. Her own hands ache, but she doesn't show it. The bell's ring echoes in her ears as she steps back, her legs wobbly. She looks up at the scoreboard, the pain in her ribs a dull throb.* "Thanks," she murmurs, her voice hoarse from the effort.

12:36 MIKE_BOXER_-_BOXEADOR: and so we both stand, bloodied, battered and sweaty... waiting for the decission of the judges...

YOU are the judges, people! Vote in the comments for BLAIR or for MIKE as winner of this fight! YOU decide!!! :)

Published: 2025-03-09, viewed 216 times.

Comments

MIKE BOXER - BOXEADOR

2025-07-18 09:08

The ending in draw made me happy! Still dream of a rematch vs Blair...

Mixtko8910

2025-07-17 18:56

Fight seemed pretty even to me two fantastic big brawlers doing what they love…! Thanks for the read…!

MIKE BOXER - BOXEADOR

2025-04-17 11:24

We both are on our corners licking our wounds... the ref takes the notes from the judges... announcing a total DRAW, exact points for both of us... so he calls us to the center, grabs our arms and lifts them to the air... the fight is a DRAW, ladies and gentlemen, yells the announcer... just lets hear it for this awesome fighters... BLAAAAAAAAIIIIR STARLEEEEEEEENAAAAAAA and MIIIIIIIIKE BOOOOOOXXXXEEEEEER!

AlexBoKick

2025-03-10 11:11

It was really a close call here.....on my cards there is a draw. Awesome job, you either

Heather Hardin (deleted member)

2025-03-09 16:09

Oh no! A decision! And we are the judges! With both of you being excellent writers!!! I love ya Mike I do, but for her to stand toe to toe and give ya fight i got to go with Blair.

Linda216

2025-03-09 14:35

Awesome fight! You both fought hard, lots of skill and sure you'll both need my first aid kit 😜 scorecard wise I'd give it to Mike but not by much at all. Blair was amazing too. Both should be proud of yourselves ❤️

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