Total Kombat League

21:06 Sabrina_Linder: Still struggling to land anything solid despite landing often.. she doesn't fire back right away and I try to blink away the sting of sweat from my eyes after my face gets slapped by her tits and trying my luck with another left knee, although only able to reach the front of her right thigh.

21:07 Sabrina_Linder: 5/8

05:25 Chao_Fah_Ooy: The white girl is twisting and squirming like an eel as she manages to land another knee this time to the front of my thigh. We are both sweating heavily as I hear the referee tell her watch the knees since one to my sex could lead to a disqualification. She is just too hard to handle so I let go and try a left uppercut at her face. Then a right hook behind it hoping to get her cheek.

05:25 Chao_Fah_Ooy: 6/8

13:15 Sabrina_Linder: Another knee scores, and its looking like the Farang may be taking over as the native fighter is struggling to get her bearings. She abandons the clinch and the crowd comes alive as you land what is easily your best shot of the round. My head still turned down, I get rocked with an uppercut to the middle of my face, sending a dense mist of sweat flying, popping my head up and giving the follow up right hook a clear path towards my cheek, drawing another cheer, my facial features deforming around the punch as more sweat and spittle spew, causing me to sway back, legs wobbling.

13:15 Sabrina_Linder: 6/8

13:19 Chao_Fah_Ooy: Finally I manage to tag the tall white girl after she spent most of the round working my body. She is clearly dazed by the shots so I try to bring her guard down by firing a straight left then a straight right aiming for those pink areoles. The crowd on its feet at this sudden reversal.

13:20 Chao_Fah_Ooy: 7/8

13:27 Sabrina_Linder: A little dribble of blood begins trickling down my nose, and I try to wipe at my nose with the tape on my glove. An error in judgement as she's on me looking to capitalize, pancaking my sweaty orbs with a pair of straights that keep me on the back foot, hissing sharply around my mouthpiece.

13:28 Sabrina_Linder: 7/8

13:32 Chao_Fah_Ooy: I must have rocked her more than I thought as there is no return fire coming at me to try to hold me back. The breast pounding does its job and the hands come down. A fast left hook followed by a right hook aiming at her cheeks to see if I can drop her. Or send her to her corner on rubber legs.

13:33 Chao_Fah_Ooy: 8/8

13:47 Sabrina_Linder: Up until this point I thought the knees to the thigh were bad, she hadn't really tested my chin. Maybe it's the fatigue under the harsh, humid heat for four rounds, but I feel like I'm fighting in slow motion, and can't retreat or raise my guard fast enough. Still in transition of bringing my arms from my chest to my face when the left hook catches my cheek, drawing a groan from around mouthpiece, "Puuuh!" My hands get up but are too far in front of my face and the accompanying right hook meets my left cheek, "Nnnnnnffh!" putting my head on a swivel, sending more thick bursts of sweat cascading around us as my body sways back, my lead leg falls back but crosses behind the rear legs heel, and as that leg tries to follow back, I get tripped up and hit the canvas on my butt, my torso and arms following shortly after as I lay flat out under the beating sun, my head just missing hitting the bottom rope on the way down

13:47 Sabrina_Linder: 8/8

13:57 Chao_Fah_Ooy: In a spray of sweat her head rocks side to side from my hard punches. My earlier work on her legs paid off as now they are weakened and just not listening to the signals from the brain. Her legs get tangled she goes down on her butt and falls to her back tits up. The crowd roars, I throw my arms up in the air and step back. She could be down and out but we will see, I back to the neutral corner as the referee closes in and begins a count. A fighter cannot be saved by the bell so it is up to the referee to count or decide. One two three four.

15:46 Sabrina_Linder: Amidst the ringing in my ears and the roar of the crowd, I hear the clang of the bell, and through bleary, unfocused eyes, I can make out the silhouette of the referee, mercifully eclipsing the sun. My glistening chest rising and falling with my ragged breaths, mouthpiece close to flopping out of my lips as I let out a low groan, rolling over onto my belly, picking my spinning head up as I push to my gloves and knees.

17:41 Chao_Fah_Ooy: To my amazement she stirs and rolls to her belly then pushes up to all fours as the count goes on five six seven eight perhaps slowing or is that my imagination. The crowd shouting GET UP GET UP.

21:29 Sabrina_Linder: Only needing to beat the count and I get a round break. Still that count is climbing and my gloves feel like lead weights any my legs rubber. Sweat dripping from my face on the canvas, mixing with the occasional drop of crimson from my nose, taking a deep breath as I pick up the good leg and plant a foot, putting my arms on my knee and giving a desperate push, getting up just after the eight count, wobbling back against the ropes, leaning on them for support.

04:34 Chao_Fah_Ooy: She beats the count by a supreme effort of will. Although she has to be helped back to her corner where they go to work. Pulling her hair and ears to shock her back to full awareness as they work the Endswell on her face. My own corner working on me while telling me fight close. Maybe 10 - 9 round as she was ahead at the knock down. Be careful and make her use those legs one is hurt so try calk kicks. A cold drink and its time to put the mouth piece in and get ready to touch gloves.

08:49 Sabrina_Linder: The round break almost a blur, whisked away to my corner, struggling to maintain focus even as my corner tugs on my hair and ears. She ring my bell good and if the ref really looked me over, might have stopped the fight. My nose gets cleaned up before the smelling salts are the last ditch effort to wake me up. It has a solid initial effect as time has run out, jolting me alert, but hardly any attention given to my left thigh. I get my mouthpiece in and rise slowly, plodding out to center ring to touch gloves before the last round.

08:54 Chao_Fah_Ooy: After the frantic activity in her corner she comes out to touch gloves looking more like a tangle footed heavy weight after a bad round. I touch gloves and step back as the bell sounds and the referee yells FIGHT! I send out a fast double left jab at her now red nose and follow with a straight right aimed at her perky breasts intending to test her early. I don't want her to dance and start on my tummy again.

08:54 Chao_Fah_Ooy: 1/8

12:40 Sabrina_Linder: Touch of gloves and I step back before the bell, looking for breathing room early. Don't get too much time as she's knocking on the front door with a double left jab that my arms manage to block. Still feeling slow as a right gets under my gloves and flattens my sweaty left breast, drawing a pained hiss around the mouthpiece. Stepping back onto my left foot I try to swing a roundhouse with my right leg to the ribs but my form and speed has slackened. There's a bit of a wind up, my gloves drop as I throw the noticeably slower, looping roundhouse

12:40 Sabrina_Linder: 1/8

14:04 Chao_Fah_Ooy: She manages to pick off my jabs but I do score on her left breast which she shows it hurt with a grimmace. She comes back with a roundhouse right kick that gets me in the left ribs. It is noticeably slower and not as powerful but still hurts. Her kicks took a lot out of me last round and she is right back at them. I step closer shortening the distance and shoot a left right at those now red nipples and areoles to the delight of the crowd.

14:26 Sabrina_Linder: Kick lands but doesn't do anything to slow her down. She comes barreling in, swinging for my tits with bad. intentions. Gloves too slow to defend and sweat spatters from my battered boobs. I slouch forward a bit, swiping high with a right hand to the temple before pushing a left towards the nose

14:26 Sabrina_Linder: 2/8

14:30 Chao_Fah_Ooy: Too tired to duck or dodge I roll with her return punches after scoring big time on her battered bare breasts. Her punches are not as powerful as at the beginning but still hurt. I stagger at the temple shot and my eyes tear up at the nose shot. So I have to grab her shoulders and clinch as I taste copper realizing my nose is bleeding.

14:30 Chao_Fah_Ooy: 3/8

14:43 Sabrina_Linder: Both punches land but she's still coming, grabbing me up in a clinch. She's got the forward momentum and I'm too tired to dig in and wrestle back as her sweaty chest slaps my sore girls, muscling me back

14:43 Sabrina_Linder: 3/8

14:58 Chao_Fah_Ooy: After I grab in the clinch I realize she is too gassed out to do any returns as I bull her back to the ropes bending her back over the top one. Then its let go, step back and try a right uppercut seeing if I can't nail her chin and drop her on the canvas. I think she is done but who knows with a tough fighter like Sabrina.

14:58 Chao_Fah_Ooy: 4/8

15:20 Sabrina_Linder: The crowd as active as ever, and the ref, barking at us to fight as you muscle me onto the ropes with no blows being thrown. Getting almost literally pushed out over the top rope before I feel you push off. Trying to lean forward off the ropes and straighten up. I go to fire a straight left hand towards your bloody nose but am easily beat to the punch, your uppercut rocking my head sharply back, the crowd on their feet as you knock a halo of sweat and spittle in the air, my legs nearly buckle, swaying uneasily against the ropes, arms hovering lower.

15:20 Sabrina_Linder: 4/8

16:01 Chao_Fah_Ooy: I barely beat out a nose buster with the uppercut as blood drips off my chin onto my bare sweaty breasts. It felt good, nice shock going up my arm but she doesn't go down. I realize I am pretty gassed and the body work last round did not help. Sucking in a big breath so I can fire a fast left right hook combo at that marked chin. Then double up on the right with a straight punch at where I think her nose will be.

16:01 Chao_Fah_Ooy: 5/8

17:39 Sabrina_Linder: My corner shouting for me to move, to clinch, to do anything, but as I sway against the ropes my arms, too slow and heavy, and despite your own fatigue, with the crowd roaring in approval, you pound more sweat and spit from my face, finishing with a straight right that bloodies my nose again, legs giving out as I drop along the ropes to the sweat-soaked canvas

17:40 Sabrina_Linder: 5/8

18:27 Chao_Fah_Ooy: My arms feeling like lead as I swing at the end of my rope. I feel the punches connect but they lack the power of a round ago. Still they are enough as her head bounces around like a bobble head doll. She finally goes down dropping like a stone onto the canvas. I don't have the strength to lift my arms merely step back as the referee rushes in to shove me towards a neutral corner. The fickle crowd on its feet cheering as blood from my nose drips on my bare sweaty breasts.

18:27 Chao_Fah_Ooy: 6/8

20:15 Sabrina_Linder: I lay limp, strewn along the bottom ropes, my pinkened tits having as my mouthpiece pushes out of my lips with a groan and lands in a wet lump on the canvas.

20:15 Sabrina_Linder: ONE!

20:16 Sabrina_Linder: TWO!

20:16 Sabrina_Linder: THREE!

20:16 Sabrina_Linder: FOUR!

20:17 Sabrina_Linder: My corner team shake their head, and a damp, slightly blood-splotched towel gets tossed in the ring from the American's corner.

05:49 Chao_Fah_Ooy: The towel comes in, the referee stops the count, waves the fight off, signals for the bell. DING DING

05:50 Chao_Fah_Ooy: THE PA COMES TO LIFE AND THE WINNER IS FROM UDORN THANI CHAO FAH OOY

05:51 Chao_Fah_Ooy: My arm is raised in victory as your corner people swarm in to help their fallen fighter.

05:51 Chao_Fah_Ooy: end