Suzume: Today was probably the most important fight of my whole topless boxing career. I was facing in a championship titled match whom I considered to be the best boxer of all Japan, the one who had risen all the way up in the league we faced, becoming the Champion after beating one of the strongest boxers of all time, Eloise Partie. My teacher, my mentor. Junko Shishido. After leaving the dressing robe with my ceremonial boxing robe and outfit, I could feel restless as I awaited for my announcement... was I even worthy to be here? To face you in such a big stage for your belt...? Sure, I was the 9th ranked topless boxer in Japan which meant I was pretty strong, but still, that was a long way to the first spot... even so, I was in my right to challenge you as others had done before me. Still, I couldn't help but feel that gnaw at my mind and confidence, even when you yourself told me I was ready to fight you... and of course I knew it, no matter the difference, no matter the power, there's no thing such as certain victory. Everyone could win with enough training, be it by luck, willpower or fate. And I also knew I'd need all three to best you tonight.
You always scolded me to have you in higher respect than you deserved, but my awe and admiration for you was fully guaranteed. When my willpower failed, when I was thinking of stopping boxing for you, you were there after you took me under your wing. Teaching me, guiding me until I became the boxer I was today, one of the best of whole Japan after bringing down innumerable other foes... but even so, after reaching that insurmountable peak, I found another as I fought again and again as the best boxers Japan had to offer, even overseas as I had to be forced to open my eyes once I fought the daughter of the world champion Gabriella in her debut match, merely an amateur yet who was able to outbox me and almost knock me out despite our great different of experience. Can you even call a win that? And here I was, challenging you... the topless boxing scene inextinguishable flame, known for her amazing resilience and power, both things which were my biggest strength, yet I wasn't sure could compare to yours. But even so...! I had trained under you, watched all of your fights... if there was someone else besides you that knew all of your techniques and tricks, that was me. And I knew that was my biggest chance at victory.
Standing behind the curtain, I breathed in and out deeply, failing miserably to calm myself until the announcer called out my name. Suzume Honeybee Mitsuki, appearing behind the curtains with a raised fist as flares and sparkles flew away alongside me through my entrance... my curvy figure was partly exposed under my yellow robe as it exposed from my midsection, leaving my large, bouncing tits out in the open as they shook with each step. My yellow and black thong which matched my gloves and boots, hugged alongside my hips. Revealing enticingly my strong and toned figure, in tip top shape as I made sure to train as hard as I could while still getting the sleep I needed. Once I reached the apron of the ring I greeted my second (which couldn't be Hayate or Mirai since they were both overseas). Then, I slide one of my long legs and entered the squared circle, doing some warmup jumps as soon as I reached out my corner, puffing out my chest to try to shake off the jitters of finally being able to face off my greatest idol in the ring. In a championship match... Oh my goodness...
Suzume: 
Junko Shishido: Today happens to be a day that was a long time coming. A fight many wanted to see, but thought wouldn't happen or would happen too late. Tonight, will be a tough match for sure, and I've faced many tough challenges along the way and tallying some wonderful wins and a few painful defeats. Most notably Avita, the blonde, Russian bear who decimated me over a few rounds and took the title from me, something I had worked toward since my debut match, and first loss. Eloise Partie, the French woman who took me to my limits. There were times in that fight where I wasn't sure I would have been victorious, but I prevailed and reclaimed the..second most important thing to me. I will get to that in a bit. Then after reclaiming the title, because I had so much power and respect for our sport and for the fighters of Japan, I changed a few things and restructured how challenges for my title would come about. Only those in the top 20 rankings could challenge me at any time and they would happen in the following month or two. A few fighters who I fought alongside in that tournament had challenged me, a few...friends. Dasha, who though strong, relies too much on her power and leaves herself open. Mirei, who at the time was champion, got knocked out by Eloise in a matter of seconds, which caused the creation of the tournament. Then, in a hotly contested and brutal battle, you had defeated her, which made me smile just a bit. Then there was Graciana, the jungle fighter who gave me my most absolutely painful defeat yet. I could barely land a punch, and she beat me all around her private ring, making me just another one of her..."sacrifices". But those were physically painful. Tonight, things take an emotional toll of sorts, because tonight, I face you, who I have trained, nurtured, molded into such a formidable fighter.
You were just a teenager when you showed up at my door, asking me to teach you boxing, to train you. I thought you were too young, that you didn't have the heart for it. I saw a very sweet young girl, not one who would want to box and be punched in the face constantly. But you persisted, and I eventually agreed. Yes, I was hard on you, but that was because I needed to be, and you also needed it. Boxing is not for the faint hearted. If you weren't able to handle the training, you wouldn't have been able to handle being in the ring. I knew there were times where you wanted to quit, I could see it in your eyes, and to be honest, I wouldn't have blamed you. You even took off that day, I thought that all of your training, all that time we put into molding you into a boxer, was finished. But you came back and I could see the tears in your eyes, I could see the desire, the want, and that's all it took to let me know just how serious you were. Then you had your debut match and everyone loved you, going on to rack up an impressive 40 wins without a defeat. Yes, I would get onto you about mistakes here and there, but you had made me so proud, not because of your wins, but because of your sportsmanship, your attitude, your love for boxing. Yes, you suffered a physical and emotional loss against Lilian Partie, but sometimes losing is an inevitability, and you handled it the best you could. Then one day, you said something that shocked the topless boxing world of Japan and myself. You challenged me for my title. How could I not accept? We knew it was bound to happen, the boxing fans knew it would happen, even all of the other fighters in our league knew it would happen. The expectations run high for sure...student vs. teacher. I know you must be very nervous, I am as well. But when we get in that ring Suzume, you'll be just another opponent looking to end my legacy, and I'm sorry, but I can't let that happen....not yet.
I take my place behind the curtain, wearing my traditional red attire, and as I hear the announcement, I take that slow, long walk to the ring as I have done countless times. It never gets old. THIS is why I fight, the roar of the crowd, the anticipation and excitement of battle. My body shines in the lights as I see you warming up in the ring. I can't help but smile softly, because look at you, from a timid teen, to a formidable fighter, standing in that ring about to face her toughest test yet. I head up the steps and take the opposite corner as my second for the night checks the equipment. I lean against the corner post, just watching and admiring just how far you've come. Now...prove to me that you do belong in this ring with me, make your challenge a worthy one. Come at me with everything, because if you hesitate, the fight will be over, we both know this. You had better be ready..you wanted this, now come and get it.
Junko Shishido: 
Suzume: The student challenging the master, a tale as old as time. The one spun around in our league to give our fight even more attention, not that it really needed it as it was titled fight, but still. Though honestly, much to my shame the reason I decided to challenge was pretty selfish... After I saw all of this amazing fighters we surrounded ourselves with, I knew the only way to go forward was to best the best of Japan, to take your belt. To prove myself to be worthy of being your student and being able to take over your legacy, not only to yourself, but to the world too. And even though once I stepped into this ring I already knew I would be only another opponent more, nothing would change those feelings. And once I saw your proud smile after I had challenged you, I knew I made the right call. That said... being here right now, in the same ring as you entered it made me double down on my own commitment... I really need to put myself together. The only way forward to this fight would be to put everything on the line, my body, my soul... to use everything I had to bring you down. That's what I needed to do.
And as we looked at each other from our corners, I could already tell of your determination, already being able to read your thoughts even without speaking. Replying to you without words I nodded firmly, I had doubts before but I started this and now I'll see this through. No matter what, I won't give up. Taking each side of my robe with gloved fists, I let the robe fall down as the announcers kept vividly announcing the topless rules towards everyone at the crowd, my lips flashing a competitive smile towards you, the person whom I admired the most. It's funny, even though you had trained me, after all these years... we never fought, I always considered the reason being was because a fight between you and me wouldn't be a fight at all. Yet every hardship, every hurdle I took within this ring, made me stronger. Winning, losing... those were only results. If I was to lose pathetically before you, that would be that but... "I'm not planning on losing tonight Junko-sensei!!" From my side of the corner, I loudly declared before bowing my head down to you with utmost respect as my tied brunette hair flowed down besides me, rising myself up with my heavy gloves up high, already taking a guard stance. Ready to face you as soon as the bell rang... ready to let my fists do the talking from now on... ready to come and get you!
Suzume: 
Junko Shishido: The talk of this fight spread like wildfire throughout Japan. Who knows how many people have wanted to see this, and in the arena, it's completely packed. The roar of the crowd is so loud, I can't hear my heartbeat, or hear myself think. I keep my unwavering eyes on you from my corner and if there was something on your mind, it's probably that you think you're being the least bit selfish. Is it really selfish to go after something you want? something you think you deserve? No, of course not, that's called ambition, drive, passion. Yes, for you this might be a big risk, but as a fighter, whenever we step into the ring, we take all kinds of risks, and accept them. The risk of getting hurt, the risk of taking a beating, the risk of injury and in some cases...worse. I'm glad to see you're committed to this, it shows how dedicated you really are. You know that you're going to have to give everything you have to be victorious. There's a saying in wrestling that can be used here as well. "To be the man, you've got to beat the man"... and how fitting and poetic would it be if I were defeated? a sort of passing the torch, yet, to some, maybe even you, it's a dream. Will that dream come true? or will it become a nightmare? We will see in a matter of moments. With everything you've done, all the pain, all the suffering from rigorous training, it has made you so strong, not just physically, but mentally as well. Winning or losing doesn't matter tonight, what matters is that you pour your heart into this match to take me down..if you can.
Looking at you from my corner, I can see that you're still a bit nervous, who wouldn't be? After you take off your robe, letting it fall and showing the crowd the fruits of your labor, the results of all your hard work, you flash me a smile that tells me that you're really ready for this. We both know why we've never fought until now, you would've been squashed in seconds and how fair would that have been? But now, you're definitely ready. I head over to your corner for a moment, for a last second pep talk. You make your claim about not losing tonight and you bow so respectfully. I smile and return the bow and even bump your gloves with mine, giving you a silent nod. Words aren't needed to be said at this point, now it's time to let our fists do the talking. I head back to my corner and my second jams in my mouthpiece. I brush the hair away from my face with my gloves, getting my guard up ready for the bell to ring and ready for you.
Junko Shishido: 
Suzume: This would definitely a match to be remembered for, there was nothing else that I wanted right now but to face you as my eyes remained locked into yours, perking up a bit my head as you approached me, my face blushed up with embarrassment from what I just said, yet my blush reddened even more as you returned my bow. Happily returning the glove tap as we gave the smallest of exchanged "Let's have a good match...!" I nodded with conviction, watching you turn around before my second would also slid a mouthpiece inside my mouth. I clenched both of my gloved fists and pumped them, rising my guard once again... nervous yet also somehow thrilled to share the same ring with you after everything we had been through...! 🔔 🔔 🔔!!! And with that, the match started! Suzume: Immediately, as if leaping off from my turnbuckle I'd head out to the middle of the ring to contest the control of it as my boots tapped the ring mats below us loudly. If you did the same, I'll keep my guard up and circle you with nimble footwork, I knew rushing in so early in the fight against you would be nothing more asking to be countered so I had to tire you first, probe for weaknesses! And so, like a fencer I'd start us off with some hit and run tactics, stepping forward to get into your reach, I'd throw in a consecutive pair of left jabs aimed at your face and right breast as my arm would turn into a swift blur... seeking to land the blows practically one moment after the other before I'd aim to step backwards once I made the hit, seeking to avoid any possible retaliation...!
Junko Shishido: I see you blush for a moment and I can't but chuckle. You're so sweet, so respectful. It's what makes you, you. I give you a nod as you wish us to have a good match, while you nod with conviction, a resolve shown only in the most intense of moments. I walk back to my corner and wait for the bell to ring. My eyes are fixed on you as time ticks down, the anticipation building as the crowd gets even louder..then, we hear it, the bell rings..it's time to fight.
I head out towards the center of the ring with my gloves up against the sides of my head, keeping my vision clear and my eyes on you still, watching your movements as you leap forward, looking to start fast, but knowing if you're too overzealous, it'll leave you open to get countered quickly. We know each other so well from watching each other fight. I've taught you a lot, so let's see how you put it into practice. We get closer in range to each other and you start throwing your jabs, probing, pestering. They come in lightning quick, like a big yellow blur, making my cover up and be on the defensive already. I knew you'd start off fast, but not THIS fast. Your jabs hit my gloves, popping them back into my face, driving me back a bit and I feel one hit my breast, making me grunt. "Uurrgg". I step left and swing myself around, backing up and banging my gloves in respect. "My turn, Suzume". I say with a smirk and rush in, sending a few jabs towards your head and a right uppercut towards your body
Suzume: Since I knew both me and Junko-sensei weren't really the speedster types, I tried to caught you off guard by training my legs and arms to deliver more fast hitting blows and move faster around the ring. Of course, there was a limit to how much growth you could get in a small short of time... but the result were good as I watched you rise your guard in surprise, just as I wanted as I withdrew my arm with the same swiftness it came in, immediately hitting one of your jostling breasts as the sound of leather meeting leather and flesh sounded in quick succession *paff, paff* Then with swift footwork, I retreated knowing fully well you'd like to trade blows... shuddering and frowning as I watched your smile as you charged at me, throwing a jab which seemed to rush against the air like a full speed truck as it headed directly into my face. And how exactly did you block or stop a truck? Easy answer, you didn't "Nngh!" I winced as I tilted my head in time to dodge the blow, the glove grazing my cheekbone and hair as I sidestepped, watching as your strong, beautiful form contorted and twisted to deliver a mean spirited uppercut straight against my body. Which would land with the most thunderous *THUD* "GAHAAAAA!!"
Suzume: 
I yelled as the heavy blow connected, feeling like the rough leather was shattering my muscles as I had braced them and tightened them after the blow. Yet I endured and gritted my teeth, ignoring the screaming pain dwelling up within me to try to use my left arm to swing directly at the side of your face with a hook, using the opportunity of your extended arm to try to at least manage a trade of blows...!
Junko Shishido: I know you outclass me with speed, at least with your jabs. I did tell you in your debut match to knock out your opponent with your left hand only, so I know how fast and deadly it is. But you know how technically sound I am, so though you caught me off guard, it'll only work for so long, the longer the fight goes. My breasts bounce around as I move and my right gets leathered, your glove hitting the soft flesh, before I move away. We know each other's strengths and weaknesses so I know I have to get in close and break you down bit by bit with power. I fire off my jabs that come at you like a speeding train, but you just manage to slip it as it just barely grazes your cheek, but my body shot, I felt that one land flush, hard, like a slab of concrete and hearing you grunt audibly in pain is not only expected, but it felt good. Now you know just how serious I am about this fight.
However, at the same time, I extended my arm a bit too far, unable to bring it back in time, getting caught with a hard hook to my head, whipping it to the side, making me bite down on my mouthpiece and also grunt audibly in a bit of pain, as I find out that you're just as serious. "HHHRRFFF" Suzume: Although I somehow managed to get the first hit of the fight, as soon as your fist caved in deep into my body and made it scorch with burning agony, I knew you got the first *good* hit of the fight. The ones which I was planning to avoid, specially this early on from the fight... besides that, I already knew you weren't pulling any punches figuratively or literally after the strength your jabs rushed against the air, but the uppercut dispelled any doubt anyone might have of you going easy on me. That said, I didn't come all this way here to be my sensei's punching bag, so mustering all my willpower and fighting the pain I threw in my left arm wildly to the side... taking advantage of your opened guard to land a hit as I felt your face contort under the weight of my glove, my fist driving your head sideways as I took a deep gasp from exertion, still reeling from the blow before. But I didn't have any time to recover, I knew you'd come straight at me and prey on with any weaknesses, so ignoring off the pain again, I'd try to keep you at bay with a right hook towards your ribs, shifting my shoulders so I could swiftly intertwine a left jab towards your mouth. Being very careful of your movements as I didn't want you to overwhelm you with your incredible power...!
The force of your hook forced me to the left a few steps. I shake my head clear and can't help but smile, though it was a good shot, I will admit. I've taken tons of punishment in the ring, but even I have my limits. I'm not looking to go punch for punch with you, needing to be strategic, bait you and counter, keep you guessing. I reset and pound my gloves together, ready for the next exchange. Even though your glove contorted my face a tad, it felt good. I could feel your desire in it, which is what I want to feel with every punch you land. I step forward, ready to start again. "HHHNNNGGGHH". I didn't have time to tense up my core, feeling your hook slam into my ribs, making me expel the air in my lungs. Keeping myself upright, I watch as your jab shoot straight for me. Pivot on my back foot, I just barely sidestep the jab and target your open obliques with a right uppercut towards your side.
Junko Shishido: 
Suzume: It was an odd feeling... being able to punch you, my coach and mentor with all my strength, part of me thought it was surreal while the other rejoiced that I was able to inflict damage on you, the best of Japan. Trading blows. Yet I couldn't let this feeling distract me as I had to be fully focused on you, your movements, your technique which you had deeply ingrained within myself... this was the beginning and I just scratched the surface if I were to beat you. "Hyah!" Shouting, I let my right arm swing sideways as my fist brutally slammed your ribs, feeling the leather pierce your flesh before I withdrew my glove and reeled back, latching out my left towards your face as I hoped to catch you off guard, but skillfully, you used expert footwork and motions to slide through the side while approaching me, my rushing glove hitting nothing but air as I felt the leather graze your short hair. "Oh no...!" I shouted as my extended arm left my obliques defenseless, ready to be plucked by your as you slammed a deep, sharp uppercut all across them "Aaaahaaaa!!" I yelled in pain as a red bruise marked the spot you hit me. With my core still tightened, I chewed on my mouthpiece and turned to face you as I rose my guard high, taking a step back as I huffed and panted. Wanting to reserve my stamina and fight cleverly.
Junko Shishido: Okay, I admit, you're getting me pretty good in these opening moments, but this is also a means of a test, to see just how much we each can take. Trading blows in close proximity is usually my forte, however, you have done well to adapt yourself to it for the time being. *Trying to match me in close? interesting play*. The thought ran through my mind as that hook landed flush. Then the following hook behind it, catching me in the ribs unexpectedly. *You're using your power well, trying to inflict real damage, trying to hurt me. Good*. I am already enjoying this match with you. You have already done what I had hoped you would, which is show no fear, being in this ring against me. Though if you want to defeat me, you will have to dig deep, but you know this, as do I. That jab also nearly hit its target, but as I sidestepped, and slammed my glove up into your side, I felt it land hard. My glove pressed inward against your ribs, and I know you felt it too, as well as the aftereffects. Hearing you yell in pain was expected and I know that shot hurt you, but you can handle it, I know you can. Because that is precisely why you are in this ring with me now, to show not only me, but all of Japan what you can do. I made you a promise to give you everything and I intend to keep my promise. I back up as you do the same, then I get my gloves up again, staying focused. *This is the one time I will let you get your bearings. Take this time to plan your next attack and come at me, because I will not be as generous for the rest of this fight*
Suzume: Of course with me being a more counter oriented boxer, exchanging blows and competing with you in strength wasn't ideal, but I knew I had to if I were to weaken you enough for my counters to land. That lead us into this first half of the round where we both took some strong, clean hits, yet with no one being decisive enough to take an advantage over the other. Yet as I took the latest blow to my obliques I stepped back, hissing through my teeth in pain as I shut out the burning feeling and braced myself, getting my bearings despite the numbness. My amber eyes looked up to you, slightly confused that you didn't try to follow up the attack, but after all... this was the first round, maybe you didn't want to go in for reckless actions just now? Just keep trading blows as we did now, peeling off my defenses... no, that's probably not it. I stared at you for a moment, pondering, circling you with nimble yet steady footwork to keep you on your toes... less than half of the round remained right now, my stamina was pretty good so... I took a feint step to the right, immediately pivoting to the left as I outstretched my left arm forward "Haah! Nngh!" The yellowy leather of my glove would soon turn into a blur as I'd try to out speed you this time in hopes you by surprise by switching tactics, sending three quick jabs headed to your lips, right breast and right eye. Aiming to land the blows in that order as I'd swiftly dance around you!
Suzume: 
Junko Shishido: A good first part of this first round. You've taken and landed a few hard shots, as have I, but you have not faltered, not that I expected you to. You have tons of stamina, you can take punishment and keep going. Not only that, but you are good at waiting for an open chance to counter your opponent, better than me in that aspect, and that's not just me talking you up. We offset each other quite well, the only real difference is my power and experience of course but for two fighters who can almost always go into the later rounds in a fight, it may be decided by one good shot. As I see you look up at me when I backed off, I can only guess you're wondering why. Well, it's because I'm in this for the long haul, picking my shots and taking what you can give me. I have a plan, I'm just waiting to implement it. With my gloves high, I fix my gaze on you and as you feign the step to your right, I move with you to keep you in front of me, but then you quickly step left, firing your jabs, stinging, like a honeybee. "BIIGGH BBUUIIGHH UUGHHH". My head snaps back as they land quickly and crisply. I step in hard to try to wrap my arms around you in a clinch and try to use my legs to move you back towards a corner.
Suzume: I already knew the reason you didn't push myself had underlying reasons, and preserving one's stamina for a drawn-out fight was a smart move, since I also planned to take this fight for longer. I knew I wouldn't be able to extinguish the *undying flame* so early in the match, and try to go in for my strongest moves would only leave me open for a big, strong retaliation... Suzume: That said, I planned to land as many hits as I could, to whittle your stamina as I could... until my hits entered and I could bring you down...! With that determination, the sole of my boots skidded against the mats as I turned side to side, my large tits jostling from the motion as my right arm remained tightly in guard protecting me while I entrusted the offensive to my left, tightening my muscles as I'd quickly send a barrage of jabs forward, the leather soon roughly plunging roughly with a sting into your lips, eyes and tits, each hit connecting as my face winced in surprise, concerned by your lack of defense... narrowing my eyes, I noticed your form not preparing to launch a punch but rather try to catch me in a clinch... that wouldn't be good... "Nngh!" I'd protest as propel my upper body backwards, using the force on landing the jabs to reel my leg back midmotion... I didn't had a lot of space backwards to maneuver so I had to be careful not being cornered, trying to avoid you I'd swiftly sidestep in hopes to outpace you, seeking to launch a right hook to your ribs...!
Junko Shishido: I am pacing myself, but we know that I will get more aggressive if I have to, when I know the right time to. We also know how difficult it is to extinguish my 'undying flame', but that shouldn't stop you from trying. I'm getting a feel for your strategy, using your hand speed to bring down my defenses over time. Always a good intent, since in most instances, speed outdoes power. Your jabs get in, peppering my head and as I attempt to go for the clinch, you use the force of one of your jabs to push yourself backward, then sidestep. "NNGGHH". Yellow leather meets my ribs, making me wince in a tinge of pain, expelling air from my lungs and a sampling of saliva jettisons from my mouth, I then bite down hard and tighten my right arm, shooting it straight out towards your head, turning my hips into it.
Suzume: Right now after our first exchange of blows, I tried to keep my distance more and fight more cunningly... leaning back and spearing your face and breasts with jabs as I reeled back as swiftly as I could. Then managing to outmaneuver you sideways, I threw in my arm sideways like a pendulum a strong *THUD* echoing the arena as my gloved knuckled rattled your sides. Your body rattled amidst some saliva spew but I knew it wasn't for long, your right arm tightened and bulged and before I would be able to withdraw my extended right arm... your own latched towards me, I winced and leaned my upper body in instinct, but not in time as the leather smashed right into my mouth. *PAF* "Aaahn!!"
Suzume: 
With the intensity and speed of a gunshot. I felt your fist pounding my mouth and mouthpiece violently before my head jostled backwards from the blow amidst sweat and saliva. Driven back from the blow, I braced myself and rose my guard, throwing a swift right hook towards your jaw despite still being rattled. Pushing myself sideways as I'd use the motion of my swing to pivot to the right, accompanying the momentum of the blow for more strength and to see if I could position myself to cut out your escape forward with my body. Performing a half circle across you from all the way before when you tried to clinch me as I wanted to leave your back closer towards the ropes, inverting our positions and making it harder for you to maneuver...!
Junko Shishido: A hard, quick body landed cleanly and though I emitted a grunt of pain, inside, I'm smiling. You're really looking to assert yourself, though we're only throw a punch or two at a time, precise and crisp punches. You're doing great work in this fight so far, but though you're showing off your punch speed, you're not moving, which is fine, I'll keep you in front of me and make you chase me for a little bit. A slight smirk crosses my face as my cross meets your face, bopping you right in the mouth, sending your head snapping backward and we see sweat and saliva spray from you. The right hook comes in fast, bringing my left up just in time to guard against it, though feeling the force through my glove. Using that momentum, you step right, swing around in front of me and cut the ring off. I smirk and chuckle, keeping my gloves up. *Hmm. Well played, Suzume. I never thought of doing that. Interesting*. I think to myself as I try to push against you and muscle my way out of this.
Suzume: I knew I wasn't moving as effectively as I could, but it was really hard to do so after receiving such a powerful cross to the mouth, my head still dizzy and rattled as I felt my worldview shaken, the mats unsteady. You weren't Japan's champion for nothing... I knew how strong you were. Yet I remained firm and determined to fight against such a formidable opponent, my coach, my mentor... my arm swung towards your jaw with ferocity as I twisted my shoulders, soon meeting your guard as a crackle of leather against leather snapped. I gritted my teeth and frowned, frustrated by my unsuccessful attack... but I didn't finish yet!
Swinging my hips to the side with a twist, I used the motion and swing of the blow to nimbly step to the side and do a half circle, leaving your back closer to the ropes as you turned to face me, giving you less space to maneuver...! Of course, that was my intention and you'd soon realize it and fight back as you neared towards me, aiming to push me away with your heavier body. But I wasn't going to back away as I also stepped towards you boldly. Our strong toned figures soon smashing themselves with a *Plap!* "Nggh...!" I groaned as we rammed into each other roughly, both our large tits and torsos colliding amidst a loud rumble of sweat as we did so. Planting one leg back firmly against the mats to make it harder for you to shove me, I'd narrow my amber eyes towards you, our faces just a mere two inches apart "I'm not... backing down Junko-sensei...!!!" With a strained yell, I panted as I felt my puckered nipples sank into the soft flesh of your breasts, my abs battling against yours as I tightened my core before... "Hyah!!" I reared out my left arm towards you, aiming to slam your ribs with a hook, hoping to sting you enough to push you through with my upper body as I puffed my chest forward to send you back... a step, an inch... no matter how much! Swinging my right arm towards you from below as I'd seek to slam my leathery clad knuckles right below your left breast!
Junko Shishido: I look on with a soft smile as you get rattled by my cross, dizzy and perhaps a bit wobbly. But you know who and what you're facing in this ring. You're just as strong, and fierce, ferocious when you want to be, and though I was able to guard successfully against your hook, I indeed felt the force from it. A bit worrisome for sure, if it had connected. Then you use that to swing around me, trapping me near the corner, making me smirk. An ingenious move, I will admit. As I step in, looking to push you away, you move your body closer to mine until they meet. A clinch, not out of desperation, but to assert dominance in a way, to sap the other's strength. Our bodies, sticky with beads of sweat, press together like we're being mashed together. Even our large breasts seem to be having a battle of their own. To be honest, I didn't expect a clinch from you and being this close, looking deeply into your Amber eyes, I can see the love you have for boxing and also me in a way, as my student, and I can feel it to, as your coach. You plant your back foot to anchor yourself, becoming immobile for the time being and with our faces mere inches apart, I wonder what you will do. Give into and engage in lewdness, with how close in proximity we are? will you push me away to create some space to extend when you throw a punch? or will we fight in the clinch? I hear your proclamation of not backing down and I give you a simple head nod. I hear you panting as your nipple sink into my soft breasts and I watch as mine do the same, as we continue to struggle against one another, pushing against each other and not gaining any ground. Being able to get your arm free for a moment, you shoot it up into my ribs. "HHHUUFFF". I exhale hard, exposing my mouthpiece for just a moment while at the same time, you use your upper body to push me back just enough to where I can feel my back against the corner pad. You then swing your right towards me, sinking your glove into my breast. "Nngghrrr". I yelp in a bit of pain as my breast throbs, from your leather clad fist connects with my breast meat. My brow furrows and I slide to my right, pressing my back against the ropes and using them to spring forward as I shoot out a left hook towards your head. "Yush!!"
Junko Shishido: 
Suzume: I didn't engage in this sort of clinch we arranged ourselves because I wished to, but rather because I needed to. To truly overpower you, my mentor, the greatest boxer in Japan, I knew I had to use every trick, to put my body and everything I had on the line... and as you pushed your body against me, I knew I had to step in and use my own strength to compete against yours, so I boldly placed my figure forward and competed with yours as our large breasts and figures battled for dominance, neither willing to take back a step as I hissed through my teeth to shut out the strain from our sweaty figures pushing against the other, from my nipples burying deep down into the soft flesh of your breasts... my amber eyes glanced back at you as I showed you my love and competitiveness for the sport, and for you as my coach... even though it only seemed like nothing more than a pipe dream, I wanted to beat you. For you to be even prouder of me. And so, I put everything I could into my upper body and left arm after anchoring myself, giving you a push as I managed to rear in my arm harshly and dig my yellow clad knuckles deep into your ribs, getting rewarded by your loud, harsh exhale as I carried up my momentum by tucking my shoulders and pushing even harder, stopped as your back pressed against the corner pad. I did it, I had cornered...! Now it's my chance...! "Haah!" I roared with all my strength as I kept myself moving to press the attack, twisting my shoulders and hips as I sent in a full power right uppercut straight into your left breast!... It landed! I thought to myself in utter joy as I felt the reverberation of the hit against my gloves, hearing your pained yelp... with you being trapped, I knew I had to press on the attack, leave you cornered and force you to defend yourself... that was what you taught me after all! Suzume: So pretty much on its own, my curvy figure and tits keep shifting as I withdrew my right arm, my left one already pushing itself to the inwards side of your guard as I planned to uppercut your jaw, a yellow flash already flaring up beneath your shaking breasts... when I saw you swiftly moving out of the corner sideways and into the ropes, even more quicker bouncing off of them as you sprang towards me, your left arm ready and swinging to take my head... my uppercut sinking into your body when...
Suzume: 
"GUHEEEEEEEEE!!" I shouted as my head snapped to the side in a half-circle thanks to the explosive bang of your fist slamming to the side of my face, which had been contorted and swollen from the crushing blow. Bloodied saliva and my mouthpiece spurt out of my mouth almost immediately as my figure was sent jostling back from the immense strength as my boots left the mats with a skid, tits shaking, legs quivering as saliva and sweat kept splashing out of my fallen figure as it headed down back first into the mats... *SPLAT* a loud, wet, rumbling sound echoing all across the deafening arena surrounding us as my sweaty figure fell in a heap, limbs flailing... my head and eyes fully rolling, dizzy, numb as I heard through ringing ears: "DOOOOOWN!"
Junko Shishido: So, you had answered my thought questions by an amalgamation of all three answers, as our bodies pressed together, battling to see who would give ground first. I begin to sweat a little as we push against each other. Our breasts smashing together with neither of us giving an inch. I happen to look up and I can see it, your competitiveness, you want to be able to extend when throwing your punches, you WANT to be in this ring with me. I can see the want, to beat me, cementing your place as the best and to earn my utmost approval. You have done much to get here and have yourself anchored, ready to unleash, tagging me in the ribs with that hard shot. Yes, I felt it, anyone would, my audible grunt of pain is a clear indication of how you've prepared for this fight. Then when you push me back, sending your left my way, I really couldn't stop it, your right careening towards me targeting my breast. I know how susceptible to lewdness you have become recently, not that I have any issue with it, but we're here in this ring for something more important. I would intend on showing you very soon. I had to think of something quickly or being trapped in the corner would've been very bad for me, considering my worst beatings had occurred when trapped in a corner. I had thought you would try for another hook to my opposite side, or a hard hook upstairs, but you started to bring your arm up from underneath, shifting your weight as well. Your glove had been effectively skewering my breasts, so I wouldn't have been surprised if that was your target, but nearly reaching my breasts again, I slid right and caught you with a hard hook, after using the ropes to propel me forward. Though your uppercut made its way into my body, I was able to extend my arm a bit more, catching you flush on the jaw with my hook. My red glove compressed and compacted against your jaw to the point where I could nearly feel bone on bone through the padded leather of my glove.
*Got you Suzume*. I say to myself wearing a sly smile as I watch your face contort and begin to swell and a small amount of bloody saliva can be seen being ejected from your mouth as well as your mouthpiece. You get blown back by the clean punch, your body shaking, tits heaving and droplets of sweat can be seen saturating the canvas. The crowd roars in approval at the action, barely able to hear the referee declare you as down. She rushes towards us and I look down at you with a serious expression, not out of anger or malice, but determination to have my hand raised at the end of this match and the only way to achieve it, is by sending you to the canvas for a count of ten. After a second or two, I turn around and head to the opposite end of the ring, waiting for you to stand, while the referee begins her count. "1"... I stand against the corner pad on the opposite side of the ring, my arms hanging down to give them a bit of a break. "2"... I keep a close eye on you, waiting, watching. *You can get up Suzume, this fight is far from over*. I think to myself as the count continues. "3"
Suzume: Even though I had done everything by the book to trap you in the corner, my fist sharply slamming your steel hammered abs... I found myself soon being tossed back first into the mats as your hook brutally rammed my face, sending me twirling down with a myriad of sweat and saliva as my dizzied figure plopped down with a *THUD* my mouthpiece flying scattered a few meters from where I fell as a trail of blood parted my lips and meet the canvas "U-uuh...." I moaned out as my large tits sagging on each side of my chest heaved up and down with each breath, being conscious but quite groggy as the referee soon began counting me out as you stood on the corner pad on the opposite direction. At the three count, my writhing body began turning and I shook my head to dispel some of the numbness as I got on my knees, my amber eyes still fully brimming with determination as I looked up to you with a frown, bringing one of my gloves to caress the swollen side of my face as I cleaned out the blood with my gloves "6"
Suzume: 
Before swiftly getting up by the seven count, bouncing up on my feet a little to get warmup and to show I was still in pretty good fighting condition as I tilted my head side to side, rolling my shoulders before giving the referee a decisive nod that I was ready to fight you "You got me good sensei... but I won't let that deter me from beating you...!" I told to myself with a mutter, tits shaking as I rose my guard and heard the ring of the bell promptly ring to continue our fight. DING DING DING! Swiftly running towards you as I huffed and send a pair of jabs to your face and tits, barely engaging for what would be a few seconds as I threw out my arms forward like gunshots... before we'd be interrupted as the bell rang a second time. This time to declare the end of the first round!
Junko Shishido: I watch you rise from the canvas, as I have done before. Though you seem a bit disgruntled at being sent to the canvas, you knew a fight against me was going to be difficult, one of, if not THE toughest so far. *Good, you're up. Now breathe, focus. You know how tough I am, and I know how tough you are. Show me*. I think to myself as you come at me, throwing your patented jabs towards me. I smirk a little knowing that no matter what, you're determined to win, as you should be. I bring my gloves up, taking your jabs on my arms as we hear the bell ring, ending the first round. I stand in front of you and nod, looking deeply into your eyes with a hint of pride as I extend my left glove out to bump gloves with you in a show of respect and admiration. I head to my corner, sit on the stool and just stare at you as my second tends to me, giving me water and toweling off the sweat from my face.
Suzume: With the loud *paf, paf!* of leather meeting leather as I shoot up a pair of swift jabs towards you only by being blocked in your guard, the first round ended as I let out a huff and nodded back to you in respect, outstretching my fist to pump yours "You're strong coach... but I'll send you down next round...!" I said with a slight groan as I was still reeling from the blows you gave me this turn before I turned around and sat on the stool my second had prepared. Sitting modestly by closing my legs as I let her take care of my wounds with her wet towel as I winced each time the soaked fabric touched my smooth and reddish skin blemished by your fists... luckily, I didn't take a lot of damage but I knew that would soon change as the rounds went on. I had to keep battering your body until then, overpower you and overwhelm you to the best of my abilities...! Noticing your gaze, I looked back at you and gave you a sheepish yet confident smile, somewhat enjoying the fight despite the stakes there were with your title on the line. But somehow... that was the least of my worries. This wasn't about becoming the champion, this was about surpassing the expectations you had of me. About proving that every moment you taught me, every skill I learned from you, would lead me to repay all you did to me... with my own fists...! DING, DING, DING! Stepping up and rolling my shoulders, I got out of the corner! Ready to fight you head on from the start of the second round!!
Junko Shishido: My second wipes off my breasts, reapplying the boxer's lotion on my face, breasts and body. I won't say that I didn't feel any of your punches or that they didn't do any damage, because they have. I also know that we'll both have many discolored welts and bruises by the time this fight is over. I take in a bit of water and smile at you, seeing that glint in your eyes. You've come so far to stop now, that is true. You look determined to show me exactly that, showing me the fighter you want to be and so much more. I stand up, readying myself for the second round, hearing the bell and bringing my gloves up, ready for what you plan on bringing.
Suzume: Once the bell rang, I thumped my yellow and black boots against the canvas to head into the center of the ring as early as possible, wanting to meet you there as I tuckered my face into the guard, frowning and focusing as I clenched my fists... once in range, I'd quickly step towards you and send a swift right jab towards your lips to try to get into a reaction, quickly withdrawing whilst pivoting to get closer to you, trying to slide in from my left as the sharp skidding sound of boots against mats was clearly heard, my massive tits wildly shaking from the motion as I'd cock my left arm backwards... aiming before swinging it from below as I'd attempt to ram it directly into your obliques with an uppercut!
Junko Shishido: I get moving towards center ring and circling left, keeping watch to your movements and facial expression, searching for a hint of doubt or hesitation. *Hiding your face behind your gloves won't help you. Show me how determined you are*. That thought crosses my mind as you get in range, shooting out a quick, stinging jab, the hard yellow leather giving my lips a kiss. "MMMMNNGGH". my head snaps back, my hair moves with it. The sound of my boots sliding back and my breasts bounce with my movement. I keep my guard high as you swing your left arm from below and catch me clean with an uppercut to the obliques. "UURRGH". I suck in air, step back and to my right. I reset and throw a straight left and right to your bountiful breasts, then shoot out a right hook towards your body. *You want to fight inside? Fine*.
Suzume: My arm roared across the air as I threw out my jab potently and swiftly, catching your guard down as I stinged your lips with the rough leathery kiss of my gloves, forcing your head to jolt back as your figure and breasts shook from retreating. But I kept on chasing, using the momentum to pivot and lower my hips before ramming out my fists deep into your obliques, forcing you to take another step back as I felt your frame quake and huff for air. Incorporating myself and taking the moment to breath, I winced in surprise as your frame threw itself full weight in towards me, your left arm thrown like a spear aimed directly into my massive tits! "Nnghnn!!!" I winced as I pivoted and sidestepped in instinct, hissing in pain as I felt the rough leather of your blow graze my side boob as the bouncing flesh didn't manage to get away in time... but as I thought I'd have time to react and attack you from that devastating cross, I watched in horror as your figure rotated and threw in a second blow, same target as a flash of red would soon impale almost the entirety of my left breast...
Suzume: 
"AAAHHHHN!!" I moaned out loudly with a mixture of agony and pleasure as your fist demolished and crushed both my tit and puckered nipple, burying the leather and violating my breast as it plunged deep inside me, forcing my figure to bounce back as my arms shook and lowered from the intense pain and arousal shocking my body, leaving me helpless as your threw out another right from the sides as it sank deep into my body "Bluheeee!! Forcing me to tilt sideways from the hook as saliva squirted out of my mouth. Making me feel numb as I grimaced. N-not... enough...! Determined to fight back, I rose my guard again and threw in a left hook to your face, then, I'd step forward and suck in all the air I could as I'd rotate my shoulders and hips before throwing myself in, throwing in a massive right cross towards your left breast as payback...!
Junko Shishido: Such a wonderful battle so far, just in these two rounds. You're showing me your real strength and desire to not only surpass me, but show me that you have spread your wings. However, I can't simply let you think you can just roll over me, no. I'm intent on winning this fight just as much as you are. My glove sinking into your beautiful, round, fleshy bits cause the corner of my mouth to turn upward. Though I'm not so much on lewdness, I won't shy away from it either. I feel your breast mold around my glove and I know it hurt, but perhaps it aroused you as well. My right hook also landed clean, though I wasn't sure if it would have, as it made your body bend sideways. "Uurrrgh". Your hook compresses like a spring against my jaw, my right eye being affected, sweat sprays from my head and my guard loosens up for but a moment and I feel leather smash in my left breast. "EYYAAAHH"
Suzume: Somehow, the motion of twisting from your hook was useful for me to swing my own attack as I sharply shook my arm and shoulders to slam a hook towards your face, ramming the leather into your jaw and some bits of your eye as I felt the skin compress painfully into the blow as I dragged the motion to the sides, forcing you to tilt as your guard opened up... just enough for me to exploit it as I skyrocketed my right straight like an arrow, an explosive bang THUD! splashing through as I crushed your left breast the same way you did just to mine from before, eliciting a pained cry as I plowed my fist as deep as I could into the soft flesh by leaning forward, aiming to drive you back and incorporate myself as I'd be quick to continue my offense by throwing a left jab high up to your eyes once more, hoping to slow you down before I'd withdrew and threw in a sharp left hook towards your right tit, using my own right glove to protect myself cautiously as I was doing my best to peel away your defenses in this exchange...!
Junko Shishido: A wonderful exchange of punches. Leather meeting flesh as we each look to gain the upper hand, though in this particular exchange, you're definitely getting the better of me, but I'm far from done. My left breast gets a battering, my fleshy orb turning a light shade of red as your yellow leather clad fist crushes it against my ribcage. I grimace in pain and my nipple sticks out like a dagger. I bring up my guard just in time to parry your jab, but you quickly hook your left around, sending it into my right breast. I wince in a bit of pain again. *Focusing on my fleshy bits, that's your plan eh? okay. I see how you want to go about this*. I bite down on my mouthpiece, gritting my teeth. I get the feeling you're trying to break down my defenses slowly in this exchange, making me second guess where to guard. I don't let myself get flustered and I look to shoot a short, left uppercut to your body, then come behind it with a right hook, looking to put some space between us.
Suzume: My straight landed and I could feel your breast getting squished and pummeled under the duress of my fist as I shouted and dragged it along the ride until it slammed itself on the upper side of your ribcage, thrusting it before surgically withdrawing and throwing a high jab to your face which was parried but was meant only as a distraction as my hook into your right breast, forcing it to rattle sideways and smack your other breast as I watched them peek fully stiffened, knowing I had inflected heavy damage on them which could potentially distract you for the rest of the fight...! As I took a breath to partially recover from that intense exchange, I winced as you retaliated by lowering your hips and dash forward, our proximity making it impossible for me to dodge or block as my belly and abs were soon lacerated by your glove deeply ramming into them with an uppercut...!
Suzume: 
"BUUUGHHH!!" I spat as my figure was rattled and bounced an inch up and down, my nipples getting stiffened from the hit as I felt the air leave out my lungs, desperately sucking the air back in as your hook soon followed along and slammed me sideways "Gah!" Forcing me to yelp and step sideways as my guard was slightly lowered to cover the bruises imprinted onto my body as I grimaced, taking a step back to recover and catch up my breath again as we put some distance between us after hurting each other...!
Junko Shishido: My breasts are showing some battle damage now, each one showing off some redness. I am rather glad you're focusing on them on not my body or head, which gives me time to plan. I can see that you're also showing off some damage, your body showing off some fair bruising. I step back to breathe and plan my next move, seeing you doing the same. I don't rush in this time, I look to be calculating, strategize and pick my shots. Making my way towards you, I throw a few jabs hoping to make you fight on the back foot, and look to follow with a right uppercut to your head. "Come on Suzume, small combinations like that won't put me down, you know this".
Suzume: Though my intention wasn't to knock you out, but rather wear you out and peel your muscle clad armor slowly, it seemed you clearly shrugged off the damage of my fists as I winced once you took the initiative and stepped towards me after a small reprieve. I brought my guard up slightly... breathing in sharply, narrowing my eyes to scrutinize your every move. "Nnghn...! Ghh!" Bringing my gloves up to block the incoming jabs as my own leather smacked my own face, slightly hurting me but much less so than it'd have done if you had struck me directly. But as you head in even further in to drive in a right upper to my head and chin, I tuckered myself more into my guard and brought her down to block the incoming blow as I threw in my forearms even further, your fist slamming itself into them and my squished tits as I let out a pained "Guuhh!" Groaning as I'd swiftly throw myself forward to stop you from rushing on my body next, spreading my arms to see if I could clinch you and slam myself deep into you, breast and abs as I'd hold your back tightly with my right while unclasping my left to shake you with a sharp left hook to your ribs...!
Junko Shishido: I won't lie, your punches are doing damage, I'm just a little bit better at not letting it show so early on. Once your opponent knows you're hurt, confidence plummets. You know that I need to keep up a poker face. You've seen it countless times before. You do a good job to block my jabs, even tucking your head in behind your gloves as my uppercut makes its way towards its target. So I can't help but nod in approval. A swift movement from you, throwing your arms around me in a clinch, slamming your body into me, our bodies mashing together, sweaty, sticky, hot. My eyes settle on your features and I don't even notice your left arm squirming free. "GAH!". Your left tags my ribs, doing some good damage, having to gasp for some air. I pull you close, my pained expression clearly visible and being this close to you is making lewdness more possible. "Suzume, you know how tend to shy away from lewdness, however, I'm finding it difficult to contain myself. I am a woman with needs after all. As your coach, I'm not exactly asking permission, though the temptation is too much. I feel I must do something. Something a tad shameful, but also a tad necessary"
Suzume: Both to defend myself and use it as an offensive tactic after your onslaught, I managed to step forward and close the little distance that separated our bodies. Hugging you tightly into a clinch as I couldn't help but moan as I felt my battered huge breasts squish into yours, my abs melting against your chiseled ones as I bit my lips, ignoring the numbing sensation to slam a stinging left hook into your sides, rattling you as I felt your figure jostle and squirm against mine, forcing me to stifle another moan as I panted into your neck wearily while our faces almost looked together, noticing your pained expression as I was now aware that you were just seemingly acting like my hits didn't hurt you. But then, I couldn't help but tilt my head quizzically as you began speaking to me casually. My face not being able to help but blush red at the implication, more so when our stiffened nipples non-stop clashed against each other with each struggle in the clinch "Uhmmm... I think lewdness is a part of topless boxing, coach taught me as much after all... whatever you might plan to do in the ring to me, I had already consented the moment I stepped into the ring with you...! But it doesn't matter, I won't stop until Junko sensei is completely knocked out...! And I'll use my fists or whatever necessary legal mine to achieve that...!" My amber eyes gleamed with determination as I locked eyes with yours, ready to win... to use anything in my advantage as I would slide in my right leg between your own so I could caress your pussy through the fabric of your trunks to momentarily distract you and try to push you back "So please... excuse me greatly for this...!! >///<" With an apologetic shout, I would let my thigh rub more as I'd seek to slam another left hook to your ribs. And another if I managed to do so, as many as you'd let me or for as many as it'd take to trap you against the ropes or corner...!
Junko Shishido: Our bodies mesh together so wonderfully. Our abs rubbing up against each other, our sweat mingling, your moans are cute and excitable as we fight for position. Our breasts and nipples clash, stiffening, showing our excitement for this battle. Sweat drips down my body as you pant like an animal against my neck. Your blushing is so sweet, but then again, there isn't anything about you that isn't sweet. You've certainly blossomed into such a beautiful young woman, one who knows how to use her body to her advantage, but so do I. "Some lewdness is acceptable, Suzume. It is up to the individual to decide when to use it and how often. It certainly can fluster an opponent into making a mistake, dropping their guard, incite their desires. However, it can always backfire, swinging momentum into your opponents' favor. I have also consented to you resorting to lewdness when I stepped into this ring, and I will also use everything at my disposal to ensure victory". I feel your leg press against my pussy, being rubbed through my trunks, causing me to bite my lower lip for but a moment, until a hard left slams into my side again. "Hrrk". I try to pull you closer to me, holding the back of your head with my left glove, staring deeply into your eyes, a sense of longing and desire rising within me. "Suzume, I apologize deeply for this, but I will do what I must to win, even if it is this". I gently press my lips to yours, my tongue tasting the inside of your mouth as well as your mouthpiece, closing my eyes envisioning only you, drowning out the crowd in this blissful moment, while at the same time, I motion to send a right uppercut to your ribs, enjoying our close embrace and in-fighting.
Suzume: The heat of my body rose so much that I felt like I was deep in a steamy hot spring as we continued to tightly clinch to one another, blushing from the contact but taking your words to heart since I knew I had to use any means at my disposable to beat you, my mentor, the strongest boxer in all Japan... so knowing how effective it was, I began brushing my thigh shyly against your pussy through your trunks to elicit some pleasure on you, hoping to lessen the exertion of your core as I rammed my left fist like a small piston to plunge your ribs, forcing you to jostle and rattle as you held my figure closer, a breathy pant leaving my lips and caressing your sweaty neck before we soon stared at each other, my amber eyes wincing at your remark "Ah...? Eh...? Junko... sensei...." My words were fumbled as you leaned in and took my lips with yours, giving me a sweet kiss as I'd soon feel your tongue brush against mine, tasting both my saliva and my mouthpiece lodging into my mouth as I began shuddering from the pleasure "Mmnh... nnhh~" Letting out a drawn out moan as I felt myself drowning in the sensation, momentarily forgetting I was in the second round of this fight. Forgetting everything as embarrassment and pleasure addled my mind, your lips and tongue so soft... so warm... "Mmmnhh~?!" I gasped and shuddered as I was roughly awakened by your fist roughly uppercutting my sides, forcing me to moan deep into your throat as I swayed back and forth, slumping and hugging you closer for support as I felt weak from the kiss... my body not obeying me as I seemed to be enraptured by it "Mmnhh~"
Junko Shishido: Feeling your left glove plunge into and press against my ribs, making me emit small, pained grunts as my breasts jiggle and sway while my body starting to show the effects of it. You have certainly perfected using your left effectively, ever since your first fight, when I told you to knock out your male opponent with just your left. My body, starting to betray my mind, feeling a pang of longing, making me decide to indulge in lewdness. Your amber eyes shining beautifully under the ring lights as I lean in to kiss you sweetly, tasting your soft tongue, your lovely lips. *How did carnal desires arise in this way? Am I wrong for doing this? We're both adults and in this ring, it was highly possible something like this would occur. No, I'm not wrong for this, we're both adults with yearnings. I know this fight is something you've wanted, but I wonder... am I also something you've wanted?* I say to myself as I shoot my right up into your ribs, feeling you exhale and moan into me, holding you in a way that can be seen as more of a hug, seeing you slump forward into me as well, as if the kiss sapped away your energy.
Suzume: The thrill of the fight, the adrenaline rushing my blood, my desire to beat you and prove myself... all seemed like a distant memory as our lips kept intertwining, pressing in a wave of softness as I felt your tongue brush against mine and my mouthpiece, the giddy, warm pleasing feeling enrapturing my mind, numbing my body... "Mmhmm..." Moaning softly as you hugged me more tightly, my own struggles and fight almost vanishing as lust took over my thoughts... of course, my yearnings and desires for you, my coach were real since there were more feelings than affection and admiration for you, a very special someone in my life who had trained me and took me under her wing for so many years... and the way you acted, the way you kissed me only told me you felt the same way about me, which only made me blush in a more steep way, only accentuated even more from the intensity of our fight. Another moan, my large tits shivering and caressing yours as pillowy flesh squished pillowy flesh, our nipples clashing and dwindling against each other as sharp pleasure jolted my entire figure... but I had to move... I had to fight "Nn-nngh!" Shaking my head suddenly to see if I could break the kiss, I'd place both of my gloves on your hips and attempt to shove you back with all the strength I could gather... panting very heavily if I did so, my movements completely sluggish, but determined to come out on top as I'd lean in towards you, aiming to see if I could impale your solar plexus deeply with a left uppercut aimed to cave in your body and leave you breathless!
Suzume: 
The heat of my body rose so much that I felt like I was deep in a steamy hot spring as we continued to tightly clinch to one another, blushing from the contact but taking your words to heart since I knew I had to use any means at my disposable to beat you, my mentor, the strongest boxer in all Japan... so knowing how effective it was, I began brushing my thigh shyly against your pussy through your trunks to elicit some pleasure on you, hoping to lessen the exertion of your core as I rammed my left fist like a small piston to plunge your ribs, forcing you to jostle and rattle as you held my figure closer, a breathy pant leaving my lips and caressing your sweaty neck before we soon stared at each other, my amber eyes wincing at your remark "Ah...? Eh...? Junko... sensei...." My words were fumbled as you leaned in and took my lips with yours, giving me a sweet kiss as I'd soon feel your tongue brush against mine, tasting both my saliva and my mouthpiece lodging into my mouth as I began shuddering from the pleasure "Mmnh... nnhh~" Letting out a drawn out moan as I felt myself drowning in the sensation, momentarily forgetting I was in the second round of this fight. Forgetting everything as embarrassment and pleasure addled my mind, your lips and tongue so soft... so warm... "Mmmnhh~?!" I gasped and shuddered as I was roughly awakened by your fist roughly uppercutting my sides, forcing me to moan deep into your throat as I swayed back and forth, slumping and hugging you closer for support as I felt weak from the kiss... my body not obeying me as I seemed to be enraptured by it "Mmnhh~"
Junko Shishido: Feeling your left glove plunge into and press against my ribs, making me emit small, pained grunts as my breasts jiggle and sway while my body starting to show the effects of it. You have certainly perfected using your left effectively, ever since your first fight, when I told you to knock out your male opponent with just your left. My body, starting to betray my mind, feeling a pang of longing, making me decide to indulge in lewdness. Your amber eyes shining beautifully under the ring lights as I lean in to kiss you sweetly, tasting your soft tongue, your lovely lips. *How did carnal desires arise in this way? Am I wrong for doing this? We're both adults and in this ring, it was highly possible something like this would occur. No, I'm not wrong for this, we're both adults with yearnings. I know this fight is something you've wanted, but I wonder... am I also something you've wanted?* I say to myself as I shoot my right up into your ribs, feeling you exhale and moan into me, holding you in a way that can be seen as more of a hug, seeing you slump forward into me as well, as if the kiss sapped away your energy.
Suzume: The thrill of the fight, the adrenaline rushing my blood, my desire to beat you and prove myself... all seemed like a distant memory as our lips kept intertwining, pressing in a wave of softness as I felt your tongue brush against mine and my mouthpiece, the giddy, warm pleasing feeling enrapturing my mind, numbing my body... "Mmhmm..." Moaning softly as you hugged me more tightly, my own struggles and fight almost vanishing as lust took over my thoughts... of course, my yearnings and desires for you, my coach were real since there were more feelings than affection and admiration for you, a very special someone in my life who had trained me and took me under her wing for so many years... and the way you acted, the way you kissed me only told me you felt the same way about me, which only made me blush in a more steep way, only accentuated even more from the intensity of our fight. Another moan, my large tits shivering and caressing yours as pillowy flesh squished pillowy flesh, our nipples clashing and dwindling against each other as sharp pleasure jolted my entire figure... but I had to move... I had to fight "Nn-nngh!" Shaking my head suddenly to see if I could break the kiss, I'd place both of my gloves on your hips and attempt to shove you back with all the strength I could gather... panting very heavily if I did so, my movements completely sluggish, but determined to come out on top as I'd lean in towards you, aiming to see if I could impale your solar plexus deeply with a left uppercut aimed to cave in your body and leave you breathless!
Suzume:
Junko Shishido: As our lips and bodies intertwine, hearing your soft, sweet moans as my tongue brushes against yours and along your mouthpiece, hugging you even more, not wanting to let you go just yet. I close my eyes and lean my head down next to yours as my mind is telling me that this is wrong, we are in a fight, and our relationship is more akin to a mother and daughter. But in my heart, I am pulled in different directions. Yearning rises to the surface, wanting to embrace you further. Your admiration of me and feelings have certainly intensified during our many years together while you have trained under me. You filled a void that I felt was missing but didn't want to admit or pursue, but here, now, in this ring, with our bodies being so close, it's hard to deny that. Your beautiful Amber eyes connect with mine for a brief moment and if we were not in such a place, I would throw inhibitions away and give in to my longing. Our fleshy orbs rub against each other, making me emit a soft moan. "Mmmm..hah"...I want to stay in this moment and kiss you more deeply and passionately, but first, our match must continue and no matter what happens, if you wish to indulge afterwards, you only need ask, Suzume. Your gloves on my hips feels wonderful, though I don't know if you will move them lower and behind me. If you did, it would certainly be unexpected, but not unwelcomed at this point. But you push me back against the corner, hard. My arms drop and then I feel you left glove sink into my solar plexus as you lean in with an uppercut, gutting me. "Gguuhh..Aaahhh". I exhale hard, nearly pushing my mouthpiece completely out as I fall to the canvas in a sitting position, breathing in and out deeply.
Junko Shishido: 
Suzume: My emotions felt pretty conflicted as we continued to kiss, somehow part of me didn't seem to recall or care that we were in a championship match. Perhaps the more important boxing fight of my career against one so close to my heart... and as we kept on, I felt my heart racing, our tongues mingling, our midriffs and tits caressing. Yet despite all of it, I managed to pull myself up as I pushed you back against the turnbuckle, your arms dropping soon after giving me the perfect chance to attack as I pulled up my arm and fist, throwing it in a short string directly aimed at your defenseless solar plexus. A clean hit followed a moan "Haah... nnghn!!" And I corkscrewed my yellow and black leather inside your body, forcing your body to rattle before you collapsed into your ass. The referee's voice soon ringing my ears, deafened with my own heart thumping "DOOOOOWN!!"
Breathlessly, I stood towering right next to you, your face near at my crotch level as my thong clad pussy was slightly dripping in front of you "Nnh... prepare yourself to lose... sensei..." I muttered before stepping back, letting the referee start the count
Junko Shishido: I raise my eyes up at you with a surprised look, breathing in deeply. The referee's voice is clear, as she administers a ten count. "1"... "2"... "3"... I maintain my composure, though still feeling the effects of the uppercut. *That was good Suzume, but we have a long fight ahead of us*. I say, thinking to myself. "4"... "5"... "6"... I hear your confident boast as I stand up at the count of six, letting the referee know that I am ready to continue. "Oh Suzume, you know it will take much more than that for you to be victorious. So brazen, I have no idea where you have gotten that from, but it's good to see a fire like that in you, before I stomp it out". I move forward, watching you and waiting for my moment to attack.
Suzume: My bold words which came without thinking, surprised me as well. Was that really me? It was hard to believe that, or maybe the sight of you downed in front of me in an official match like this for the first time made me more brazen. It doesn't matter, I need to prove myself better, I need to win... if I don't believe it, I'll just succumb to your fists "Haa... try your worst Junko-sensei" I frowned and pouted in a defiant way, pushing up my chest a little forward to try to hide away the damage of these two rounds. There were only a few seconds more away, but I was planning to use them as well as I could... "Box!!" And once I heard the signal, I gritted my teeth as I fearlessly dashed at you, my tits darting around as I threw up a volley of left jabs aimed at both your face and breasts! My yellow fists turning into a blur as I quickly pivoted around you with nimble steps! "Haaah!!"
Junko Shishido: I move closer towards you, hearing another boast, with more bravado this time. I leer at you, nodding. It seems that I need to teach you a more painful lesson. But you are daring me, inviting me to, so I must oblige. "So be it, Suzume. My absolute worst it is then". Suddenly you rush at me, sending a volley of jabs in my direction like yellow blurs. It shocks me, making me go on the defensive. Blocking some of them, but some get through as time in the round ticks down. "Uuurgh.. Hah...Guh..". I slip one of your jabs and look to counter with a right cross, sending my fist towards you. My red leather just centimeters from your face as the bell rings to end the round. I leave my gloved fists in that position for a moment then stand straight and give you a curt nod, turning and heading to my corner.
Suzume: I knew I had to put up the offensive, increase the pressure and I was maybe a little too eager in my actions as I breathed in deeply before sending an onslaught of jabs... which to my frustration where mostly repelled with your excellent guard and moves. I had to make my next attack count "Haah!!" Already preparing myself to reel in my hook after another jab, my amber eyes widened open as you used that same moment to send in a perfectly timed counter of your own. "N-no way!!" I screamed my body to move, to upturn my head... but it was too late as I saw that blurry red leather dangerously coming at my face at even more dangerous speed. I couldn't avoid it!!
Suzume: 
Pure terror was written all over my face momentarily as I froze up in place, withdrawing my attacking fists to form up a pathetic attempt of a guard. Yet not nearly effective enough to stop what was coming my way when... DING DING DING!! The loud ring of the bell broke me up from my stupor, followed by a strong gust of wind as your glove stopped a mere inch to come into contact from my whole face, my lips almost kissing the leather as I stood completely still... gasping and moaning for air "Huh...? eh... ahh..." I took a moment to interpret what happened as my whole body, even though unhurt could but imagine what would happen if that devastating attack had reached me with its full potential... intruding thoughts of me laying down on the mats came to me... as I stood utterly knocked out
Suzume:
I gulped down in distress, cold sweat falling down my back as it glided the ample and bare smooth flesh of my thong clad butt. No, this wasn't good... I couldn't let myself be overcome by fear... the referee approached us and told us to come to our corners. Meekly and without saying a word, I nodded and slowly turned myself off from you, wading in towards my turnbuckle where my second awaited for me.
Junko Shishido: For a moment, I saw it. A pang of fear, confusion, terror etched on your face. You froze for but a slight moment. Had my attack connected, it would have more than likely wrecked you, but not ended the fight in my opinion. That look of distress and thankfulness that it didn't hit, along with the beads of nervous sweat you're no doubt feeling was all I needed to see. I sit on my stool as my second wipes the sweat from my face, tit, and arms. She takes out my mouthpiece and gives me some water. All the while, I'm staring at you, deadpan, cold and a sly smirk crosses my face. "The worst is yet to come, Suzume. Prepare yourself". I mutter under my breath as my second puts my mouthpiece back in and I stand up, ready for the next round.
Suzume: Seemingly without strength, I lowered my hips as I rested down my ass on the offered stool. Each breath was heavy, and I was lost in thought, distraught and in distress from what had happened in the last seconds... I knew deep in my heart that I'd probably have survived such a blow, yet part of me refused to believe that, not believing either that we both were equal on this ring. How pitiful... i clenched my gloves in anger and frustration, biting my lower lip in the process "No... I refuse to believe that...!" I had to resolve myself, my heart burnt ans race from the action and your previous embrace yet my body was utterly cold in sweat. Shivering as an even colder compress was applied on my bruises along my midriff and breasts
The loud ringing from a bell brought me back to live as my head perked in surprise. It was time, the third round was on its way. I rose up and approached you with narrowed eyes, bringing my gloves up, my tits shook with each step as I gulped. This time unlike my last, I was more cautious, fear still searing within me made me more defensive as I'd begin circling you, not taking the initiative this time as I watched your every move, sweat trails descending my forehead
Junko Shishido: At the sound of the bell to begin round 3, I have my gloves up but as I watch you, I see caution, maybe some residual fear and some apprehension. I close my eyes for a moment and as you circle me, I mirror your movements to keep you in front of me. I send out a couple of jabs to get close and I look to wrap you up in a clinch. Our sweaty bodies sloshing against each other, our tits mashing together. I look into your eyes and breathe out slowly. "Are you having doubts about yourself or this fight Suzume? You hesitated for a brief moment at the end of the previous round. Is your confidence and bravado waning? Does your heart hurt because of this fight and because it's me in this fight? You wanted my worst, and you shall have it. Starting now". I lean a shoulder into you to push off and I lower my shoulders to look to send a right uppercut to your body and look to follow with a straight left to your right breast.
Suzume: With quick instincts despite my state, I rose up my gloves and tightened my arms in the nick of time as you fired some jabs at me, fended off with my guard as i groaned and retreat. Yet soon, I found myself cut off as you quickly pivoted around me, your arms soon enveloping my waist forced out a high-pitched yelp to leave out my lips "E-eh?!" I squirmed around, feeling my face blush as our tit flesh meshed and caresses in the embrace... yet your next words left me frozen in place. Stunted and stammering as I was left speechless, unable to either accept them or deny them as I got lost in thought, not realizing your next intentions as I abruptly was shoved by your strong shoulders. Leaving way for your fist to unleash as it was seeking for blood, hunting for my body as soon, the leather impaled into my bruised skin and muscles
Suzume: 
"Gaaah!!! Uuhhhh!!!" Catching me unprepared, I felt my abs cave in from your uppercut as your fist sank in deep into my core, smashing in it as a gobble of saliva formed up and erupted out of my lips as I folded up, gagging and moaning as I felt my guts rearranged... my mouthpiece nearly slipping out amidst a gush of drool. And then, before I could recover...
Suzume:
A violent cross speared me right in the middle of my shaking tit, your leather soon brutalizing and crushing my nipple as my whole body was sent jostling backwards to the ropes "Nnnh.... auuuhnn!!" A loud moan escaping my lips as pleasure and pain blended into one, forcing my pussy lips to tighten and moist as they desperately hugged the fabric of my yellow thong. Panting and with my back on the ropes, I rose my guard to protect my breasts, feeling my legs bent inwards whilst my love juices dripped my thighs
Junko Shishido: *I know that this hurts Suzume, but I admit, it hurts me as well. Normally I would stop, thinking that you had enough, but here, I cannot let my feelings for you as your friend and coach cloud my judgment or control my movements. You asked for this fight, you EARNED this fight, and you will have and know that you have been in a fight*. I think to myself as my uppercut crushes your core, caving it in, making you let loose a glob of saliva and fold over my glove. Your mouthpiece is pushed out as more saliva leaves your mouth as you gag. Then my left hand spears your tit, the force of the blow sending you into the ropes. Yes, I agree, maybe it's a bit of a dirty shot, but it's something to be wary of. Another moan escapes your lips and it makes the corners of my mouth turn up. I enjoyed hearing you moan from my punch, moan for me. I watch as your body responds to the punch, seeing you raise your guard to protect your breasts and as I look down, I see your juices traveling down your thighs. The bee leaking honey, it's cute in its own way. I square up again and close my eyes for a moment, bringing back my left and sending it your way in an arching hook towards your beautiful face.
Junko Shishido: 
Suzume: My hesitation and doubt granted me nothing more than a brutal offense on your part as you skillfully breached my defenses, widening out an beginning an onslaught as I was forced to stagger back, ropes holding my back in place as I protected my brutalized breasts, guarding them for any upcoming blow... which didn't came out as you cleverly shifted targets, your fierce red glove soon flinging itself upwards in a wide arch... red leather soon smashing right into the side of my face "Gaauuhh!!" My head reeled sideways as bloodied saliva leave out my lips, my curvy frame reeled and jostled against the ropes, only managing to make them vibrate as both of my bare tits swung vividly from the fierce motion. At the same time that pain seared through me, my wet pussy walls contracted and some juices squirted out of my pussy... almost forcing me to have a degrading paingasm as all I could do in the moment is reel in and withdrew to my guard, focusing on survival with a glassy and dazed stare! "Nnh... ahh..."
Suzume: 
Junko Shishido: My red glove speeding towards you, smashing into your face, sending a mixture of blood and saliva onto the canvas, staining it more. Your body jostling against the ropes and I can see the pained expression on your face as more of your juices leak from between your legs. As you withdraw inward, I see that dazed, glassy eyed stare, the same look I've seen countless times from your corner and on the monitor from the entranceway. However, knowing you, you'll get through this, but that doesn't make this any less emotional for either of us. My solace hoping that you won't show any resentment after this battle. I set myself, bringing my right hand back and look to send another hook, towards your side this time.
Suzume: My body felt heavy as shockwaves of pain thunderously ricocheted all over my being each time your steel-clad fists rammed and pounced my practically naked body, making me moan and squirm as I did my best to protect my face and body from a finishing knockout blow. But you were relentless on your offensive, targeting my defenseless and vulnerable spots as your right soon sank deep into my ribs "GUBEEEH?!"
Suzume:
Before taking the blow, I tilted my body and lowered my elbows to protect myself as much as I could so not to take a full hit. Yet clean or not, your glove still inflicted a lot of damage as you proved once again why you were this league's champion, each strike of yours feeling like an impossible peak to reach... the pain stunned me for a second and I showed you my mouthpiece momentarily as some bloodied drool descended eagerly from my parted lips... was I... going to lose?... not like this! The thought crossed my mind, but I wasn't about to let myself fall into despair once again. No! Mustering all of my resolve and fighting spirit, I used the momentum of your own blow to bounce back on the ropes, so I would fling towards you. Practically tackling you so I could shove you backwards... and if I did, you'll see my amber eyes flaring!
Suzume: 
Lowering my hips to push you even further and to create distance between us, I'd step in whilst incorporating myself. Using the drive, the momentum, my weight all my strength to deliver a really heavy left jab towards the center of your face. A first hit you and everyone else knew me for. My best weapon, a deadly jab being the start of the one two... "HYYYYAAAHH!!!" As I'd roar with all my might, pulling back my extended left so I could unleash my right with all my strength. My center of gravity lower, sending everything I had in forward into this cross to the same spot I struck before... my maximum speed, my maximum strength... there was no turning back. The combination which had scored me over 40 consecutive wins... the killer bee!!
Junko Shishido: I have to be relentless and though each time my leather finds its target, I admit that it feels like a blade piercing my own skin, my heart. But the roar of the crowd, the blood and sweat we shed and share in this ring brings me back to reality. I must continue to mush you to your limits, to break them and bust through your ceiling. Let's see if you will be successful. I felt my right sink in deep, causing another audible scream from you, though you did well in minimizing the damage, tucking in your elbows. The sight of your bloody mouthpiece as another bit of bloody saliva drips from between your lips and mouthpiece tells me that you're hurt, but I know that you aren't done yet. there's still much work to do. I watch as you use the inertia of my punch knocking you against the ropes, to bounce off them, springing forth, pushing against me and shoving me backward. Your beautiful amber eyes stare to flare, glowing brightly. A hint of desperation to create room between us? Perhaps, but what happens next surprises even me. "Buuiggh"... A crisp, snapping jab sneaks in, popping my head back, a glob of saliva lands on my breast while I take a step back. *What are you planning? Are you going to go for it so early?* I wonder to myself, you switch up, shifting your weight, thrusting your right hand forward with everything you have. A yellow blur makes its way towards my face, looking to connect with the same spot. For a moment, my feet feel anchored to the canvas, my legs unable to move. *Eh? No way. At this range..* "HHRRFFF"...Your right SMASHES into my face, sending blood spraying from my mouth and nose, the force of the blow sends me stumbling backward. I land on the canvas with a THUD, my body twitching a little as my trunks and the canvas become wet and sticky. The referee rushes over to administer another ten count.
"1"... "2"... "3"... I lay flat out on the canvas, the crowd in an uproar, thinking the impossible has been achieved. I faintly hear the referee counting while my chest heaves up and down. I have a faint smile on my face as I think back to when you first showed up at my home and how you told me you found out about me, watching one of my fights on the internet, how your eyes were drawn to the fighters, how you were amazed that my opponent and I were fighting with our boobs out. How when you saw me laying on the canvas and juices flowed, you thought it was pathetic and despicable. But I remember how your eyes lit up when you told me what you thought when I got up from the canvas to finish off my opponent, how your heartbeat so loud that you thought it might burst through your chest. "4"... "5"... "6"...
I snap back to the present, finally starting to move, sitting up and slowly turning over on my hands and knees, knowing I need to push myself up onto my feet, needing to. You had idolized me and have always been enamored by the way I can snatch victory from the jaws of defeat, always able to stand up, keeping that small flame lit. "7"... "8"... "9"... I stand up at the count of nine, resting against the ropes, my head hanging, blood still dripping down from my nose, covering my breasts in a sea of sweat and blood. My face is a tad puffy, my eyes are a bit swollen, but though that last hit put me in a lot of pain, I feel good as I chuckle, barely lifting my head. "Excellent, Suzume. You got me good with it, I will admit. you definitely caught me off guard". I tell the referee that I can continue, and I bring my gloves up again, drawing myself inward, breathing in deeply, waiting to see what you'll do next, also wondering if you have anything left after that.
Suzume: I was desperate yes, but still, I knew I needed to act now if I didn't want my body to hit the canvas once again... and knowing you were fully focused on offense right now... it was my time, time to switch the tides... time to unleash my finishing blow! And so, I tightened my full frame and came at you with everything I had, putting my body, my pride in the line as I released my greatest speed and power. A lightning fast jab, my greatest asset. THUD! Before you could defend yourself, yellow and black leather soon crushed your beautiful, mature features. Your head bopped back and I finished the one two with the motions, torquing my shoulders and hips to let the mightiest follow up continue as my cross landed true squarely in the center of your face, blood and saliva soon gushing out of your nose and mouth as a second THUD roared in the arena, sounding almost like a gunshot as the blurry leather fully destroyed you and send you back... before your body collapsed down with a bang, sending a myriad of sweat and other juices flying the moment your toned back hit the canvas. A quite familiar sight for me after my opponents took my killer bee... "Haah... haaahhh...!"
Suzume: 
Despite being the one sent standing, I dropped both of my gloves as they felt as heavy as concrete, my forearms muscles pretty much burning at this point as I tilted my head backwards with a strained expression, taking in all the breath in I could after unbridling everything I had in a single blow. The next words were also quite known for me... the start of a count. Did... did I did it? Was my killerbee enough to knock you out? That thought crossed my mind as I began opening my eyes, your frame all splattered shamelessly onto the mats... trunks fully coated with your own nectar... yet from watching it I knew it, you didn't paingasm. You still had control of your body... so the next thing that happened didn't caught me by surprise as the arena audible gasped as you began moving halfway through the count, most of them believing your flames had been put down by your sting. But no, you were the undisputable champion... and I knew, I would need more than the killer bee to beat you... more than the killer bee rising... that's why... I had developed another move, one exclusively made to beat you... but despite my situation, I knew it'd only work when the time was right...
You stood up at the count of nine, and my large tits keep heaving up and down with each of my labored breaths. My only consolation was that you must had been pretty hurt from my finisher, yet to my surprise... you were completely coherent, making my amber eyes opened quite a bit with incredulity as you weren't speaking at all as someone who came back up from a 9 count after taking two devastating blows to the head "E-eh? This... can't be..." Unlike yours, my words were a lot more ragged and I bit my lip. Face reddening in a flustered way, so this was it... the undying flame's resistance... I have always idolized you for it... but seeing it in person, in the same ring... when both of us were putting everything in line. I couldn't help but be amazed "Haah... next time... next time I'll win!" I mustered with all the resolve I could get and gave a tired nod to the referee also letting her know I was able to continue... my body screamed to get some rest in, but the round was almost over... and maybe... maybe your act was just acting though to make me less aggressive, you had to! So with the few seconds left in place... I charged towards you, ignoring my weary body to try to score in as many hits as possible! "Hyah! Mhmpfh!" Sending barrage after barrage of jabs towards your face and tits to try to keep the pressure up!
Suzume: 
Junko Shishido: I rose to my feet, just barely, but I had to, to show the crowd watching and most of all, you, why I do this, why I fight and why I am champion. I see you standing there, across from me, heaving labored breaths, just the same as mine. I begin to wonder if you've punched yourself out, but that can't be, so a ploy maybe? Luring me into a false sense of security? Possibly, only one way to know. You did hurt me, but I can't let it show, I refuse, but my posture, my own labored breaths are telling a different story. I manage to straighten myself up, putting my gloves up by my face. There's a few seconds left in this round and I am unsure if you will go on the offensive again or if you even can. Sweat drips down from every orifice and open pore possible, stinging my eyes as I wipe it away, then a myriad of yellow blurs savagely sting, snapping my head back at every opportunity. My body is beaten back into the ropes, struggling to guard and keep my gloves up, I step in, trying to wrap my arms around you and looking to pin your arms to your sides in a clinch as time ticks down and in a way, mercifully ending this round. DING! DING! DING!.. I sneer at you, dropping my arms and heading to my corner. My second wipes off the sweat, giving me some water and sticks cotton swabs up my nose to stem the bleeding. *You've become more resilient than before, and much stronger, but how long will you be able to keep up this pace? I will find a way to beat you and keep my title* I say to myself as my second jams my mouthpiece back in and I stand up in my corner, breathing in slowly and deeply, thinking about how to drain whatever stamina, power and hope you have left.
Suzume: I was as tired as it showed, but that wasn't enough to stop me as I had trained as much as I could to strengthen my stamina. Of course, I wouldn't be able to keep up a full blow assault of jabs like this for long... but luckily, for most of this round it was me the one who had been on the backpedal, so I was unleashing what I couldn't earlier... though that didn't make the strain any less merciful "Hyah! Sei! Mnpfh!"
Suzume: 
With the fury of a storm in the sea, I dashed at your sweating form and began sending a series of devastating, fast and heavy left jabs to your face and breasts, yellow and black leather soon piercing and stinging your body and head as they both swayed, sending you retreating back to the ropes as you did your best to defend yourself. I wasn't wrong... your senses were still dulled from my killer bee! "Nghn!! Haahh!" Knowing this was my best chance to hurt you as much as I could possibly could before the start of the next round, I gritted my teeth and resolve as I ignored my body, screaming to stop. The blows continued, yet you managed to slip in towards me, arms latching onto my waist and arms as you clinched. I panted and struggled as I tried to shove you back, wincing as I felt our sweaty and battered bodies brushing against one another when... the ring of the bell finished the round!
I heard your sneer, but didn't react as the sweat and tiredness was getting to me after the adrenaline pump began to subside leaving me standing still and panting for a moment before I flopped myself into the ropes, wincing and whimpering as my second began to tend to my wounds before she got out my bloodied mouthpiece from my lips
Suzume: 
"Nngh... haah..." I had to... resolve myself even further... I have to... win this!!
Junko Shishido: I take in a few deep breaths and knowing I've already taken two downs, I still have a lot left. I feel like I am a bit more winded than usual, but I refuse to yield. I won't allow myself to be beaten so early, not since my debut match, when I was knocked out in the second round, did I fall so early in a match. I bite down on my mouthpiece, my teeth digging into it, sweat dripping off of my forehead, my arms and legs. You've surprised me with your strength, now it's time to even things up. "Hah...hah... I'm not...done yet Suzume... it'll take a... lot more to defeat me...if you...hah...can"
Suzume: My finishing blows and the punishment I gave your punch drunken body afterwards paid off, as I was able to see you through swollen and teary eyes from the opposite of the corners. Slumping even more in the stool as the interval's thirty seconds seem to pass in the blip of an eye. My second's voice rattled my ears, but the voice and sounds were muzzled by my own heavy breathing, my tits shaking up and down, making me wince from the punishment and arousal they took, a dampened trail of juices still reeling from my thighs. Making my focus disrupt... yet this was the world of topless boxing... and today, in this championship match "I'm going to beat you... sensei...!" I resolved myself, fire in my eyes as the bell rang forth once more to declare round four! Wearily, I stepped up from the stool and rose my gloves, panting and glaring towards you as I rose my guard, slowly nearing towards you with narrowed and battered eyes. My arms burned after firing up my most devastating punch, the killer bee... but my leather was eager, to take your face for a second time this round!
Junko Shishido: Barely a quarter of the way through and I've taken a considerable amount of damage. My face still stings from your killer bee. But as I look over at you, I see that you've taken a decent amount of damage yourself, even though I'm the one who has suffered two downs. Now I need to switch up the pace, my arms are burning, but so is my passion, my drive. The fire within me is rising and once it hits a fever pitch, the undying flame will unleash hell. "I'm not done yet". Words I mouth towards you as my second reapplies the boxer's lotion and talks to me. She can see I'm focused, but I need to stay composed. I need one opening, just one. I will find it, and you will find yourself on the canvas.
Suzume: The interval's time seem to pass in a flash, too fast to make any meaningful recovery but every interrupted breath of fresh air felt like salvation. My body was completely covered in sweat by now and all sorts of bruises adorned my face and body as my second attentively tended to my wounds. Of course, the same was for you... and that gave me encouragement, I could win this. I could win against Junko Shishido. The mere thought gave me a sense of vertigo I had never felt in my entire live... but I also knew, the fight had merely started. Your unwavering resolve and my deadly killer bee, a clash for the ages of the topless boxing... would me, the student surpass my teacher or would I just be left behind on the canvas as another challenge? I couldn't help but all the trials and hardships you put along the way to teach me lead on this moment... and I wasn't about to let you down. "BOX! DING!!"
Despite the tiredness, I got up to my stool with a huff, ignoring the aching feeling as I approached you as fastly. Determination shaking my core as my boots thumped against the mats quickly, aiming to take the central position of the ring before you for more maneuveribility. And once you entered the ring, I didn't hesitate, no mercy, my punches had leaded up the last round after my killerbee and I wasn't on planning on giving you any mercy "Haah!" I roared as I threw my signature left jab, aimed high to take on your face. My movement completely telegraphed as I knew you'd pick up on that... yet at the last second, my arm coiled as I tilted my shoulders rightways. A new technique I had developed to vary the intended target at the last moment. My leather soon slithering down like a viper, intending to bite not your lips and nose but straight into your left breast and nipple! If my blow connected, I wouldn't hesitate and would pull back my arm at lightning-fast speed, relying on the speed of my punches... I'd pivot towards you and send yet another left jab high, yet this one would bury into your nose and lips if you didn't react properly!
Junko Shishido: The round break seemed to end as soon as it had started, taking in breaths giving me a bit of relief. My expression flat, unchanging, not letting you see that your punches have affected me other than the outward bruising. No doubt you're getting more confident. That's good to see, it will give me the motivation to see it melt away and become a look of dread and despair. You aren't thinking that you're going to win this so soon, are you? Everything we have been through, all the trials and tribulations ever since our fateful meeting has led to this. Will the Honeybee stand tall? Or will you burn under the heat of my undying flame? Time will tell, Suzume. Time will tell. My second sticks my mouthpiece back and I look at you with a newly found respect and admiration for you as my student.
With a loud huff and a loud BAP of my gloves, I stand up for the next round. hearing the bell, I hunch forward a little, getting my gloves up and my elbows in tight. I keep watch as your boots thump across the mat, looking to take control of the ring space. I move out slowly and methodically. I've seen a lot of what you have to offer, though I'm sure you have other cards to play. You surprised me with your killer bee, yet we both know I won't be tricked twice. Rushing in towards me, sending your jab high, I bring a glove up to defend, but... "Nnrrgh" Your glove snipes my left breast, caving it in. I grimace in pain, seeing your left glove retract and come towards me once more. I duck low, feeling the air brush over the top of my head, yet as it sails past me, I look to counter with an overhand right, targeting your jaw and at the same time, I would bring my left up, looking to follow behind my right, towards your chin.
Suzume: Once more as rounds kept weaving past us, we reanundated our fight, I knew I had scored a very powerful advantage and intended to press it even further to rounds to come... until you, the champion, my beloved teacher finally laid done in defeat. I had to, my resolve burned as much as my body did from your previous hits. That said... I knew it'd take a herculean effort to subdue you with my punches, and you would certainly not make it easier. Even so, I ran towards the center of the arena grabbing the space and pivoting around it as you reached it a tad slower than myself, my position gave me an advantage and I soon showed a nimble footwork despite my aching pain and tiredness. Approaching you with a thrust of my trusted left jab, aiming the leather to your stern and focused face... your gloves raised high with perfect reactions despite your winded state, but that was merely as I expected "Ngn!" I tilted my shoulders and figure, using the technique I had learnt to change trajectory of my piercing blow by a few inches lower. My yellow leather soon sinking viciously towards one of your hefty and voluptuous breasts, blemishing the sweaty and beautiful skin with a red mark. A gasp escaping your lips... *I got you teacher!"* I thought to myself, retreating my fist and sending it at lightning speed to now truly take and engulf your face. Determined to lead the pace of this round from the start... yet I only struck air as my amber eyes opened fully wide in shock, your movements expertly placed, avoiding the blow as you crouched in front of me. Your red eyes seeking blood as you lunged at me, rising your right to fly past my thrusting left, too quickly for my tired body to react when a flash of leather red crossed my face
Suzume: 
"Aaah!! GHUUUBHUU!!" My face snapped violently sideways, sputtering a glob of bloodied saliva whilst my bloodied mouthpiece showed. Yet as my worldview spun and I felt in a daze, it only took a snap of a second to completely shake again as I found myself dumbfoundedly staring at the ceiling light. SMACK!! As your arm split both of my huge jiggling breasts, your red leather crushing my chin momentarily before my head was sent backwards. My mouthpiece and blood flying upwards like a gushing fountain. My expression completely in shock as I staggered back, drooling and in a daze, I felt my pussy lips tighten around my thong and soak it from the explosive amount of pain electrifying me. In my stupor, my arms quivered and flailed as I retreated back, desperately aiming to rise my guard up again.
Junko Shishido: Though we are both sweating and huffing, your punches are still strong, still impressive. However, so are mine. If you are to defeat me, it will be the toughest task you've ever undertaken. Though you are equally as tough, resilient, yet I know your biggest weakness and I plan to exploit it. Now. As your punches tag me swiftly, your glove sinking into my large breast, making me yelp in pain as it begins to redden, beginning to bruise slightly and I am certain you think that I'm possibly starting to wilt. I bite down on my mouthpiece, and I see the slight opening I need to turn this in my favor. Your yellow leather catches air and I press forward, smashing your face with my right, feeling it land hard and seeing how it contorts your face, snapping it sideways. The sight of your bloody saliva leaving through your lips and the flash of your bloodied mouthpiece makes the corner of my mouth turn up just as my uppercut sails between your hefty breasts, crushing your chin. "Hyah!" I can feel the leather compress as it catches your chin cleanly, leaving you shocked and disoriented. Your mouthpiece and a string of blood fly up and as you stagger backward, I can see you drooling, though I don't pay much attention to your pussy lips trying to hold back a paingasm, most likely. Your arms flail and quiver momentarily and I take the opportunity to rush forward, looking to send my right straight towards the middle of your face, and I look to bring my left hook around, towards your jaw, hoping to connect.
Suzume: Having my head shook twice left me in a mindless state of stupor, pain and pleasure mixing and shocking my figure, which stumbled back in a daze. Eyes unfocused, breath ragged as my nipples fully stiffened against the breath of the arena, my sweat and blood staining the mats under my boots... "Uh... eh?" My arms didn't seem to obey me, they were heavy. Were they up, or down? I couldn't really make up my mind, my thoughts a convoluted mess. My pussy folds completely tightened and clawing my wet yellow thong, giving the fabric a forceful and sloppy kiss as a lewd gasp escaped my lips... my blurry eyes caught a glimpse of your strong and beautiful figure come at me, ready to strike, ready to fully brutalize me in my moment of weakness. I had to... stop you! Retaliate...!
Suzume:
My hazy and teary eyes regained some semblance of life as I used all of my willpower, all of my determination to move. Roaring out, I send my right arm with all its power as if it were a thrusting spear forward... ever forward towards your jaw, using all the precision I could muster in my dazed state. A punch that while I was battered, showed my resilience and determination to win. A punch I had learnt from you sensei. I couldn't avoid your incoming blow on my state, so my only hope was to stop you in your tracks before your glove took out my head. But sadly, regardless if my blow connected a loud, sickening thud echoed in the arena as everyone went silent. THUUUUD!! "Bghuuu.... hueh?" My consciousness nearly flicked out as I completely stained your red glove with the crimson blood gushing from my nostrils and agape mouth. Staying put for a moment, my body and tits twitched from the massive damage, a trail of squirt descending down my thighs as I was at the breaking point of paingasming. The only question crossing my addled mind being if my punch had managed to land or not
Suzume: 
Junko Shishido: I watch as you slowly begin to falter, now you know why I wouldn't actually have sparring sessions with you, nor fought you in an official match until now. You know my toughest opponents always bring out the best in me, even if the result isn't what I had hoped. You're stunned, in a stupor of pain. I see it, the look of shock, not quite desperation. I'm not counting you out of this yet, that's a job for the referee to do... haha. You're actually looking very lovely, especially with how fully stiffened your nipples are as sweat and blood pool underneath you and I can see that you're really trying to hold in your pleasure and excitement between your legs. I plan on making you let go and experience pleasure like never before, courtesy of my gloves. I come forth, ready to unleash. As I close in, you set up, thrusting your right hand in my direction. I keep moving forward, I'm not sure if I'll be able to get out of the way in time. As we get in each other's range, a loud THUD can be heard throughout the arena. "Bwuuuh.. gah" Our fists collided with our faces almost simultaneously. My red leather scrunched up against your nose and mouth, a lovely leathery kiss. Though I also felt your fist connect, my face turned to the side, my sweat laced face slides itself across, showing off my bloody mouthpiece.
I take a few steps backward, my body drenched in sweat, dripping off of me like leaky faucets. My arms and are shaking from putting a lot into that punch, but I've still got some left. I breathe in and out deeply, chuckling to myself. *Amazing Suzume, you're still standing somehow. THAT'S my student. Take the pain, cultivate it, convert it. But let's see how well you take this next. I will put you down, though more than likely you'll get up*. I think as I get my base stance ready. I look up at you with fire in my eyes, getting myself set, then moving towards you again, bringing back my left and shooting it towards you like a harpoon, looking to aim for your jaw again.
Suzume: Like a dance of flames, both our fists thrusted themselves into each other face and jaw respectively. Two loud explosions were heard across the arena, followed by our moans as we left our leather firmly impaled into each other. Looking like amazons who were clashing against each for dominance, your glove coiled back and I stumbled back, drooling a pool of saliva and blood as my face was completely brutalized and in shock.
Suzume: 
Yet even so I kept myself standing, vision obscured, hazy with tears. Pain and pleasure threatening to rip me apart... but no, I couldn't allow myself to succumb now to desire, you'd pick me apart and destroy me if my body relaxed. I had... to endure. I then heard you before I saw your blurry frame coming at me... oh no... there was no way I was able to block or evade your next attack. All I could do was... relly on instinct and attack back! So as you dashed at me and threw a vicious left cross to my jaw, I tilted my body and send a wild right hook to your face... while my movements were completely sharp, their technique and strength were pulished even in the state I was in. My experience already dictating me where your cheek was going to be positioned, my precision surprisingly accurate. "Buughhh!!" Instead of my jaw, you struck me on the side of my face as I turned, sending splattering droplets of bloodied saliva as I turned with a staggered step. Rebalancing myself and fighting back once more as I send my signature left jab straight at one of your shaking tits, followed by your lips as I tilted towards you with my full weight. Maybe even tackling our bodies together if you leaned onto me.
Suzume: 
Junko Shishido: As our gloves imprint themselves on each other, we each stand firm, unflinching, not wanting to give the other any ground. What is most amazing to me is that fact that you haven't gone down, a testament to your new training, no doubt, but you will taste the canvas soon enough. You stumble backward as a mix of saliva and blood dribbles from your lips, yet still you are upright though with hazy vision. While I come for you again, shooting my left hand forward, you fire off a right hook, surprising me. Even in your current state, it's still accurate. "Guuggghh" Though my left just barely missed its target, I still landed my punch well enough to see a blood spatter, however, at the same time, your right hook caught me, sweat sprays the canvas, my face turned and my right tit gets tagged by your jab.
I slip inside and press my body against yours again, feeling our breasts mash together once more. I breathe in and out deeply, looking at you with a soft, but serious expression. I use my left hand to cup your cheek with my glove, leaning forward to kiss your teary eyes, giving you a loving smile. Then, just because I feel like it, I place my gloves underneath your tits and lift them up and down, nodding at their buoyancy. Stepping back and hoping that I have stunned or at the very least, distracted you just enough, I send my right cross towards your left tit, looking to catch you off guard and I'd twist my body, sending a left hook your way if your gloves drop to defend against my right.
Suzume: A brutal exchanged ensued the rhythmical smash of our leather against our bodies and faces, we staggered and leaned into each other, both quite damaged and bruised from the brutal blows as I felt your breath against my sweaty neck and shoulders "Uh... gah..." I meekly sputtered, feeling myself quite punch drunk and weary. Our huge breasts squishing even harder from the fairly intimate position made me wince slightly, even more so as you leaned in and pressed your lips against my eye, which instinctively closed up before I felt the peck "Uh? Eh?" I abruptly leaned my head back, feeling your red gloves soon massage and knead my pummeled and large breasts, making me shut out a moan before you withdrew and send in a brutal right directly aimed at my left orb!
Suzume:
"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!! <3" A loud and violent moan of lust and agony broke out of my throat as soon as your glove pierced my tit, fully caving in and slamming the very soft flesh as you buried my stiff nipple deep within. Pleasure skyrocketed and my body was sent in backwards, almost cumming as my pussy folds contracted and held for dear life onto my thong... not... yet! I refused to let myself surrender to the paingasm, knowing I'd be defenseless for your next attack... only a few seconds remaining in the round...! And as you rushed at me and threw in a mighty left hook to my face "Ng---nh!!" I ducked at the last second, tightening my right firmly before I attempted to slam a powerful uppercut into your chin! Planting my boot with a roar as I twisted my hips and shoulders for maximum potency! "Hyaah!!
Junko Shishido: Once again our bodies are pressed together in a heavy, sweaty clinch. Tired, breathing heavy from the heavy, destructive blows both given and received. You're certainly giving me a fight, one that I'll never forget. Each time we share these small intimate moments, I'm reminded of how hard you've worked and fought to get here. No matter the outcome of this fight, you're a champion in my eyes. I gently kiss your eyes, showing rare tenderness, while also kneading your lovely battered, bruised breasts. Then my right fist caves in your left breast. The loud moan that comes out of your mouth is music to my ears. It nearly felt like I could feel it bruising deep in the tissue, while I see you be sent backwards. The time in the round winds down and I go forward, looking to land another hard shot before the end of the round. My left hook, homing in on your face, looking to explode against your jaw. I bear my mouthpiece while throwing it, your face will be mangled once this lands. That's my thought process anyway, but all I catch is air. Somehow you were able to duck out of the way, your right glove in perfect position, rocketing up towards my chin. *Eh? Aaah*... "Bughgee"... My head is violently sent towards the ceiling of the arena. I stumble backwards, turning 180 degrees, landing against the ropes, looking outward towards the audience. Ding!! The bell ends the round and I lean against the ropes, shaking my head, trying to clear the cobwebs as I make my way back to my corner, plopping my ass on my stool, leaning back and taking in deep, partially painful breaths.
Junko Shishido: 
Suzume: Through sheer willpower alone, I made my aching and sweaty body move at the last second as your blemishing and destructive crimson glove flew above past my head. Afterwards I felt my leather creak as my own glove managed to pierce upwards, my arm right between your breasts as my fist slammed your chin from below. A pulse, a loud thunder like sound roared across the loud cheers from the audience was clearly heard as my yellow leather contracted and engulfed the lower half of your head... before your beautiful, strong and sweaty body was sent flung upwards from the demolishing uppercut. Your own body staggering backwards as I leaned in, tits shaking and quivering as my bruised eyes looked at you turn over towards the ropes... my own curvy and toned frame looking like it could crumble at any moment
Suzume:
Yet in the end, the one which did was yours as you slumped onto the ropes in a shameful way, your own large breasts squishing against your battered and concussed face, a senseless expression now adorning what once was your stern and cold calculating face. "Huuh... hah... I'm still... not done yet...!" I roared with a low groan, more focused to try to pump myself up so I wouldn't fall next to you. But regardless, the ding of the bell next was loud and clear, so I slowly headed out there to my corner, breathing hard, feeling my fists and entire being crack and ache... but still standing and determined to KO you, my mentor, my idol! This was the time to repay everything you had done for me with my own fists...!
Junko Shishido: I can just barely see out of both of my eyes, my breathing is heavy and labored. My head is spinning after that uppercut with the bell being my savior. Sitting on my stool, my second works tirelessly to get me back into the fight, I still have some energy left, but I'm unsure if it will be enough. I have to persevere, I must. My arms and legs quiver as sweat pools under neath my stool. It's amazing you've been able to stand while putting me down a few times, but I won't give in, not yet. I must pay you back this pain with interest. I stand up slowly, hunching forward a little bit as I look at you from across the ring and sneer, ready to continue and if I must, expend every last bit of energy I have this round. My legs can barely move as I slowly move out of my corner, watching your movements closely, looking for that one chance I need to try and turn this around.
Suzume: Despite the weariness and pain, I managed to get into my stool as my second was already prepared, a bottle of water and a towel on both of her hands. Soon I felt the contact of the wet fabric against my bruised body and tits "Uhh... ahh...!" Making some lewd moans escape my lips, but my glassy eyes remained fiery looking down from you all across the opposite corner as I made every second of this small respite count towards my recovery, thinking of all our skirmishes so far, all our trades... how to best you next rounds and finally KO you since I knew my stamina and endurance was at its limits. "Haah... I'm ready... to win this Junko-san!" My eyes furrowed, determination fueling me as the bell rang. Our next round, maybe the last one of our grueling and brutal fight coming to an end... as I was ready and prepared to unleash my upgraded killer bee, a new killer move I hadn't released until now... until I made sure your senses were dulled, your body sluggish. Being offered a new mouthpiece, I took it with a nod and stood up, rising my heavy gloves as I soon approached you towards the center of the arena, breathing hard, not moving particularly fast. Yet ready to see this through the end!
Suzume: 
Junko Shishido: My face feels like mashed hamburger meat, my arms and legs feel like they are being weighed down by being encased in concrete. My eyes burn with fury, looking at you from across the ring. I'm nearly running on fumes, but I know I must press on. Any slip up could mean the end of this fight, and I'm not about to just fall over. My head is pounding and my heart is racing as I'm given my mouthpiece. I stand up slowly, raising my tired arms to put my gloves up to my face, ready for what could be the final stand. I move sluggishly towards the center of the ring. My body glistening with sweat, breathing deeply, knowing that whatever happens from this point, I must give every bit of energy I have.
Suzume: Just as you, my own wounds felt like were weighing down my body as hard as they could... feeling like I was drowning in water, unable to breathe or move in properly, but regardless as soon as the bell loudly rang once more, I rose up. Sluggishly, but I did so... my sight wasn't a pretty one as I was huffing and drooling, eyes pummeled and half opened, my curvy and toned figure practically fully red of blemishes whilst blood dripped down my parted lips from your mighty blows
Suzume: 
But even so... I rose up and put up my guard, amber eyes glinting with all the defiance I could muster as I ignored the trail of my own juices flowing down my pussy and thong from my previous paingasm. I was going to fight... and even more so, after last round... I was going to win this... knowing you were probably still fully reeling from the beating, I tightened my fists and approached you. Throwing a feint left flicker jab to your face, aiming to get your guard up... before I'd suddenly duck low, clenching my right instead as I'd aim to throw in a cross straight for your abs!
Junko Shishido: My body feels like mush, still feeling the indentions of your fists, while my face feels like it's on fire. One eye nearly swollen completely shut, the other half closed. My breasts heaving with each pained breath and sweat dripping from every possible place, while my nose and mouth leak droplets of blood. I know I don't have much left, especially after the previous round, but if this is to be the last round, I will make it one for the ages. I will leave it all here in the ring, in victory or defeat. Your jab comes in and I close my guard, bringing my gloves up, but..."Ggguuh...ack"... your right spears my midsection. my ass juts out and I breathe out hard, nearly pushing out my mouthpiece.
Junko Shishido:
I bite down on my mouthpiece, determined to fight to the end. My one good eye shoots open, showing the fire within. I force myself to straighten up, then with a little bit of energy, I look to send a left hook towards your head. I plead with my body to hold together for one last fury, even if that's all it can stand. I reset and look to land a left cross and look to follow behind it with a left uppercut, not caring if it's a last gasp.
Suzume: Even though my whole body was burning from exhaustion, pain and lust. My yellow leather flew at high speed, my fist impaling against your strong and battered abs with the momentum of a gunshot as I cave in my way in, forcing you to spam and keel forward. Yet the undying flame of your eyes didn't snuff out, only rekindled as you came at me like a raging bull, faster for me to dodge as you threw in your whole body at me, firing your left wildly as I was soon stopped on my tracks... head spinning as a loud *WHACK!* followed over
Suzume: 
"BGHUUUU!!" Saliva and blood flew high in a cacophony of sounds and sweat droplets. The hit almost sends me down to my right knee as my hips and body torqued violently, my face completely in utter shock... pleasure and agony infinitely shocking me, threatening me to paingasm and climax before your uppercut threatened me to knock me out. The sensation of defeat, of unconsciousness caressing me so close to my almost naked and bruised figure... you were so strong Junko-sensei. You always had been... but this all was what I had expected... my body despite taking on the full brunt and almost keeling over, wasn't completely still... in a groggy yet completely exalted and focused way only being able to be carried over by a herculean effort of my willpower and adrenaline, twisted back in again.
Incorporating itself, using the own momentum that almost bring me to my knees so I could twist my shoulders and hips. Sending a readied and prepared cross... a follow up from a one-two, letting your uppercut graze the air as I ducked my head in almost right into your swinging tits as I ducked your leather. Whilst my right would aim to sink in and devour your face. A knockout blow, a sneak killer bee after being struck with a heavy hit after having extended my other fist... fully sending it in, leaving me open. Yet attacking you with all my might! "HAAAAH!!!!"
Suzume: 
Junko Shishido: I could see the way your body and face contorted so violently as my leather clad fists connected hard and brutally. I could feel ripples of pain travel up my arm. I could sense it, nearly taste it. Was this it? Were you going to fall and was I too claim victory once again? I watched carefully as your body twisted, I could see the mix of pleasure and agony on your face, I could almost feel it myself. The threat of unconsciousness and defeat looming over both of us, but more you at the moment. I had snatched victory from the jaws of defeat plenty of times before, I was sure I'd do it again. But a look of shock and horror spread across my face. You stayed in that position, you didn't fall, in fact, my uppercut sailed over your head as you ducked under it. Then, to my surprise, you torque and twist your body forward, landing a punch right to my face, devouring it with your leather. "BBUUGHHHHHIIIIIIUUUUUUHHHHH" Sweat and blood mist all around me as the momentum of the punch sends me staggering backward while my mouthpiece is evacuated in brutal fashion. I have no idea what or how that hit me, I'm swimming in a daze, teetering on the edge of unconsciousness. My arms are like lead, hanging down at my sides, my legs shake viciously, my whole body feels like dead weight. I manage to stay up for maybe a fraction of a second, then, everything goes dark as I descend to the canvas once more.
Suzume: Every muscle of my trained body tensed, ignoring the pain and exhaustion as I roared. A mighty blow connecting as my fist enveloped and slammed right into your whole bruised face. Thud! You were sent reeling and through glassy eyes, weary, panting and trembling... I watched as you stayed put, did I fail to bring you down "Ah... can't.... be...." I mused, knowing fully well that I didn't have the strength to throw another punch after I send everything on that finisher. Giving it my out and not being able to guard myself... yet then my vision sharpened a little, watching your stupefied face. Before you collapsed right before my feet. Thud! A splash of sweat followed as your once impressive and beautiful frame was now splayed shamelessly, ungraciously sprawled like a frog "Dowwwwwnn!!!" The voice of the referee echoed through my muddle and rattled mind, I was told to back away and I did so as I slumped my back against the ropes without strength. Barely having any strength to stay up onto my own two feet... while I prayed you would stay down as the referee began counting you out
Junko Shishido: A haze envelopes me as the referee begins the ten count. It must look awful to those in the crowd expecting me to pull off some miracle, my body isn't responding and my brain is jumbled. "1"..."2"..."3"..."4"... The referee continues her count and my body is trembling, twitching every few seconds. *Is this it for me? A fallen legend?* Those the only thoughts running through my mind currently. My chest and breasts heave up and down as I take in shallow breaths. "5"..."6"..."7"... The count continues and I have barely moved, my body begins to settle and my mind begins to come to grips with things. *This is not so bad, I have lost before, so taking a loss like this is okay. Yes, it's fine. It's okay to just rest here for a few more seconds. I was soundly defeated, there's no shame in admitting that. Suzume, tonight...You are the winner*. My mind becomes clear as the count goes on. "8"..."9"..."10!!"...DING...DING...DING!!! After the ten is reached, my body convulses and my juices flow like a waterfall, leaking out from the leg holes of my trunks, feeling the release of a humiliating paingasm from the devastating defeat at the hands of my pupil. After a couple of minutes, my body settles, laying still as the referee hands you the belt and looks after me as I start to stir. "Uuughh..Aaahhhh"..."Wha??...I...I lost"... Through blurred vision from my one, half open eye, I see you celebrating in the ring with the title and a faint smile plays on my lips, before I pass out and the medical team hurries to the ring to bring me to the back for immediate medical attention and to administer the boxers' serum to help heal my injuries.
Suzume: Each moment felt like a passing dream, I was barely able to hear each count amidst the loud cheers of the crowd, barely able to see you as your once proud body was displayed and beaten, unmoving in an undignified way. A champion downed. My mentor, the one who I had passed every hurdle and trial to finally reach here, I felt extremely proud and excited... and agonized in pain from this hard fought fight. The count keeps on increasing... until it reached the 10! "Huh...? Eh...." I mused in a silly way, still not believing I had won as the referee rose my arm. Whilst you writhed in pain and pleasure, paingasming like a shamed boxer as I was handed over the belt
Suzume: 
The moment I relaxed, my own pussy stopped holding back and a stream of squirt hit the mats near where you had down. I gasped and smiled through my pummeled face, rising the belt with the strength I had... feeling as euphoric as I was beaten, unable to believe I had won as you were brought outside the ring in a stretcher... my legs finally giving in as I collapsed soon after to my knees. The start of a new legacy and champion... after the undying flame had given it rise. Tears welled onto my eyes, Junko-sensei... thank you...
JunkoShishido: My head is pounding, my body racked with agonizing pain. The beeping of the monitor is steady as I lay in the bed. The final moments of the match replaying in my head. I look down at my sweaty, bloody, cum soaked body, then look off to the side, seeing my sweat soaked trunks and gloves, noticing my belt is missing. *I...I lost* I say to myself again as I see a blurry outline of an auburn haired girl with an equally bruised, battered and sweaty visage walk over, light hits something shiny, blinding me for a moment. Su...zume?..
Suzume: Soon after I had been patched out, I rushed towards the infirmary you had been carried, still wearing my nursery coat as I feel my face and body burn with aches, some compresses applied to them as my bruised eyes looked as you were onto the bed, gasping as I saw you move a little and call my name "Ah... Junko-sensei? Please, don't move too much" I smiled warmly at you, politely bowing my head to you "Thank you very much for the wonderful fight" I rose my head, tears flowing down my cheek still "I'm happy you're okay... oh, well... as okay as you could be after that..." I mused timidly
JunkoShishido: I sit up in the bed while you walk closer, seeing you patched up, standing proud, though worried about my state. "Pick your head up, walk straight, confident, proud. I will be alright. the boxer's serum is already healing me". I reach up with my still wrapped hands to gently cup your cheeks in each hand. A soft smile appears with a hint of warmth as I glance at the belt. "You're welcome, Suzume. However, I should be thanking you. If there was anyone I would have wanted to defeat me and take the belt, I'd had wanted it to be you. You earned it through heart, grit and determination. You took my teachings and used them expertly". I then take your hands in mine and look at you with a loving, somber expression. "You are the face of topless boxing in Japan now Suzume. Wear that belt and defend it proudly, with honor, as I had. New and young fighters will be looking up to you and admiring you as you did me. Enjoy it Suzume, new Champion of Japanese Topless Boxing"
Suzume: I felt your warm hands cup my cheeks, still dripping in tears as you rose my head more, making me smile tearily as I heard your words. Overjoyed that you, the person who I admired most recognized my effort to reach you "Hehe... I see, well in that case let's thank each other" I wiped away my tears with my hand, giving you a resolute nod "Yes, I will... I can't bring shame to the greatest boxer I've ever know, I will do my best to step up to the challenge" approaching you and leaning over, I wrapped my arms around your body, hugging you tightly as I cradled your neck with my face. Letting the moment last for a while... bathing away the soreness and pain as it dispelled to give room to happiness... and the promise of a bright future
JunkoShishido: I nod at your resolve and determination to be the fighting champion I know you can be. "I know you will, Suzume. You have passed your greatest test. You will make a fine champion". You lean over and wrap your arms around me in an embrace, resting your head in the crook of my neck, seemingly as a sort of thank you to me for all the trials and tribulations we've gone through as teacher and student. I can't help but flash a warm smile as the pain subsides and soreness wanes. I gently stroke your hair and face, wiping a few tears away with my thumbs. I lean down and kiss your forehead, enjoying the warmth of our embrace. I gently lift your head with my fingers and look at you with affection. "Before you go and we end this tender moment, there's something I have wanted to say for a long time. I have never told you this, but I have always thought of you as the daughter I never had. You've made me so damn proud. Seeing you succeed, winning the belt, knowing everything you have worked toward has culminated tonight, it fills me with happiness. I love you Suzume"
Suzume: Your words after we embraced and you kissed my words left me speechless, not because of their meaning but because I remembered all of our grueling sessions of training until I was keeled on the ring of the canvas, unable to take it any longer. Of course, I knew you had always done this for my own benefit but seeing this stark contrast between your stern persona and now was quite the surprised, though quite a welcome one. I babbled a little and took a step, eyes widening before I tenderly smiled at you "Ah... I'm forever grateful for that Junko-sensei" I blushed, feeling extremely happy to know you thought that high of me. My amber eyes locked onto your own "I love you too... please, keep watching over me." I leaned down, kissing your forehead "I'm sure we can keep talking about this... but for the time being, rest and recover... we both definitely earned it" I complicitly smiled at you, feeling ecstatic. And wondering where our road as a boxers would lead us. Who we would be fighting... what hurdles we'd have to overcome. Yet I was sure we'd do so... because we had each other.
O Suzume "Honeybee" Mitsuki X Junko Shishido
R5 1:37
Suzume "Honeybee" Mitsuki New Japan Topless Boxing Champion
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Published: 2025-10-20, viewed 242 times.
Sara Catfights (deleted member)
13 days agoAbsolutely loved reading this wish I could even have half the creativity and skill like you two to accomplish
JunkoShishido
13 days ago(In reply to this)
I appreciate your compliment and and am thankful for the comment. Suzume and I know each other very well from me having trained her and her having watched all of my matches. It was a joy to have shared the ring with her in this momentous battle
Sara Catfights (deleted member)
13 days ago(In reply to this)
Well you two killed it, definitely a battle that no one will ever forget
MIKE BOXER - BOXEADOR
14 days agoLoved reading this fight. This is how it's done!!
Micro
28 days agoIncredibly hot 🥵. The reference images are definitely a plus 💪🏻
The sexy machine
2025-11-06 21:35Wow great match
ᕦYukina Wrestlerᕤ
2025-10-20 14:15You've got A VERY GOOD READING MATERIALS! I really really liked it. I wish I could fight with Suzume!
Wrestler Alesia
2025-10-20 14:14.............
Fight Seeker Kai
2025-10-20 10:09ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT! You two wrote a masterpiece!!
Kelly Kindle (deleted member)
2025-10-20 06:52Goodness me...that was quite a match to witness~...