Rebecca Tomko vs. Armando 'Army' Rodriguez - Unstoppable Force

Army knew he'd been kicked in the face, mainyly because of the feel of Rebecca's boot being so unlike her fist. That was the only clue, because he never saw the blow itself coming. He just spun around and BAM! Kick in the head. He went down, flat on his back, groaning and staring up at the ceiling with glassy eyes. Not out cold, but not getting up for a good little while.

A few guys in the crowd laughed, but most of them just recoiled at the sight of the nasty blow, feeling a great swell of pity for Army. The next minute was likely to be one of the more painful ones in his entire life, and it was up against stiff competition.

Rebecca breathed a sigh of relief as Army crashed down to the ground, the amazon stumbling down to one knee in exhaustion and pain. "Okay..." She panted, moving back over the the Puerto Rican, trying to grab him by the head to pull him back up. "This... this is over." She declared.

Reaching over top as Army started to get back up, the amazon tried to wrap her arms over the boxer's back before lifting him off the ground in an impressive feat of strength, trying to hoist him over one of the giantess' shoulders, letting him look at the lights 6 feet closer.

As much as Army hated to agree with the giant woman taking him apart, Rebecca was pretty much right on. He'd had some good moments in this fight, and maybe he could get a win next time. Work on his grappling, get some more speed, learn some better moves. But if that day ever happened, it would be a ways off. Right now, he was in Rebecca's grasp, and there was no getting out.

"Fuck's sakes, come on..." He tried to squirm around on Rebecca's back, but he couldn't get any real energy in it. If the giantess wanted to take him some place, he was going.

Muscling Army around to the center of the ring, Rebecca squatted down to build up power in her legs before pushing herself up and the boxer forward, flipping him over the giantess' shoulder before he was slammed face first into the canvas by Rebecca's Dominator. Army had put up a heck of a fight, the amazon wasn't leaving the arena without the trainer looking over her first to see just how much damage she had taken once the adrenaline surge finished. Still, this was arguably her biggest shot, if this didn't smash the fight out of him, nothing would.

Rebecca didn't just smash Army, she smashed the fuck out of Army. The ground came to meet his face at an alarming rate, he shut his eyes tight, and the world just turned off for a moment - no pain, no noise, no anything. A flash knockout, only for a brief second, as his brain struggled to process the pain.

He felt it as soon as he came to a second later with his face on the mat, breathing in large gulps of air. All he could do was curl up on pure reflex, shaking his head as the audience's cheers tore into his skull. His head ache, his face ached, his everything ached, and he knew it was all over. Just one more thing had to happen to make it official...

Rebecca dropped down to her knees as Army bounced off the canvas slightly from the sheer impact of the amazon's assault, breathing heavilly as she rolled the boxer over for what she hoped was the end to the match, "...come on..." she panted at the ref, trying to get the man into position fast enough to make the count "One!"

Through the haze of pain that was coming over him, Army could sense that Rebecca was a bit nervous as she pinned him down. Couldn't imagine why. He could barely move at the moment, and that was without a 240 pound Amazon laying across his chest.

"2...!"

He kept his eye lazily open as the referee raised his hand and the crowd made the final count, cheering along at the foregone conclusion. They'd enjoyed the match, but all good things had to come to an end...

"3...!"

...even this.

Army sighed and let his head fall back, gazing up at the ceiling. He couldn't resist a little chuckle when the audience applauded. "Nice fight."

"Phew..." Rebecca breathed, rolling off Army as soon as the ref called for the bell, the amazon sitting up with a small smile on her face as the crowd gave an honest cheer. It had been so long since she'd been in the ring, let alone won anything, she'd forgotten what victory felt like. It felt good. "You too man," she said as she pulled herself up to her feet. "Need a hand?"

That was actually a good question. Did Army need a hand?

He tried to sit up once, then failed and plopped back down. Again, and that failed, too. Even though Rebecca was off him, gravity was still keeping him down. His body felt like lead, and probably would keep feeling that way until after he had a long, long sleep. As fun as this was, between fighting Hana and getting demolished by this Amazon, he was through with taking on larger women for the year.

"Yeah, if you don't mind." HIs hand shot up, grasping at the thin air.

"Up ya get..." Rebecca sighed, reaching down to pull Army back up to his feet, slowly. Too fast and it'd probably do more harm than good after this match. "On a scale of one to Adrian..." the amazon began, throwing the boxer's arm over her head to support him up "...how smug is your sister going to be when we get back?"