Laying the Foundation

Alisha was brought up thanks to her opponent who then inspected her to make sure there was no bruises or any other types of visible injuries.  She had no idea what the true reason was why Nicole was inspecting her. “I think I am fine, it will take more than that to keep me away from boxing.” stated Alisha in an upbeat voice, as she was ready to go another round if required.

The Canadian boxer then did something unexpected and kiss Alisha face, the spot where she had been punched before saying that the British boxer had the right idea by trying to get better with experience before then giving some advice and asking what types of boxing she would do.  “Well I am willing to do any kind of boxing, be it foxy, topless or the more exotic types of boxing. Why do you ask?” stated Alisha as she still remained oblivious to Nicole advancements on her.

Nicole's eyes widened as Alisha spoke so casually. "Oh?" She said and was already peeling her top off as best as she could, tossing aside her sports bra and letting her big, full breasts wobble back into place.

"Eheh, for a second I was starting to think that you were pretty serious. It's fine, eh." She began, explaining herself. "But if you have no problem with foxy boxing, then I think we can switch it up a bit. I prefer it these days, but... are you sure?" She asked. "I mean... I was testing the waters a bit and you didn't even flinch..." Nicole chewed on her lip, a bit embarrassed at having to explain herself.

Alisha was a bit a surprised at how quickly Nicole took out of her top and then began to explain how they were going to do some foxy boxing to switch it up.  Even after being explained she was still surprised how quickly it had all happened and was staring at Nicole massive breasts, unsure what to do.  Yet she couldn't back down after what had just happened, if she did, Nicole would probably feel terrible and the British boxer didn't want to disappoint her.  Thus, she mustered her courage and took off her bras, reveal her own breasts as well before doing a quick bounce back and forth before stopping and staring at Nicole.  “I'm Ready!  LET'S DO THIS!” she yelled full of energy now as she had hype herself up.

Nicole's eyes widened at Alisha's sudden exuberance. It seems that Nicole had pushed the right buttons with her suggestions and the Canadian was glad. She had shamelessly ogled Alisha's rack once it was exposed and was practically drooling to get her gloves on them (among other things).

"Don't think you're going to be able to distract me with those though, eh." She said with a grin. "I've got my own secret weapons, eheh!" Nicole lifted up her gloves and waved her tits at Alisha, letting them bounce to and fro before she slapped her mitts together and came rushing at the Brit, aiming a crisp hook right at the tantalizingly large knockers.

Alisha would smirk at her opponent words before she raised an eyebrow and realized that her Canadian counterpart was now staring at her chest.  She would take a moment to look at her opponent chest as well and see how well it compared to her own.  “Same to you!  And I got some secret weapon as well... I just haven't thought about it... Yet!” declared Alisha as she then blocked the attack aimed at her chest before trying to take a step forward to close the distance and return with a quick jab aimed at Nicole's head.

"Oh? Eheh."

Was all Nicole managed before the exchange. She knew her attack was well telegraphed but she was still impressed by the block and retreated as Alisha's jab thunked into her head. She used a quick peppering of jabs aimed at Alisha's head to try and cover her retreat back into the middle of the ring where she could regroup and, hopefully, stop thinking about Alisha's wobbling chest.

Getting that hit in, felt good.  It gave Alisha some confidence, maybe she could even win this round.  Yet when she tried to get close to press her advantage, she was forced to defend and pull back as Nicole threw several jabs to cover her escape.  The British boxer managed to dodge or block them all, but they had served their purpose and Alisha had lost her small advantage.  “No fun.” said Alisha as she pouted before trying to go in to close the distance between the two again.  She would now try to do a quick jab at Nicole's head before attempting a hook right at her Canadian opponent nice chest.

Nicole winked at Alisha as she pouted. Nicole had done her job and continued to back away while the Brit plodded after her. She had a keen awareness of the ring and made sure she wasn't cut off as she circled.

The red head dipped her head past the jab that came at her and swiveled her body enough that the hook only clipped her breast and sent it wobbling to and fro. Nicole hissed but didn't back away and continued to use the fluid motion of her dodging to try her own hook at Alisha's firm pair.

Alisha raised an eyebrow as she saw Nicole wink before moving in and throwing several punches but like before Nicole managed to avoid them.  The British boxer chest was then hit by Nicole gloves, causing her to hiss in pain as her breasts wobbled around from the impact. Not wanting to be outdone or let her opponent keep putting the pressure on her, Alisha would then throw a cross at her Canadian opponent chest.

With Alisha standing fast against the breast punch, Nicole wasn't able to properly reload as the Brit punched her big tit with the cross, causing Nicole to yelp a bit as one of her knockers knocked into the other and sent it wobbling.

However, like her opponent, she didn't budge and even grinned mischievously as she sent an uppercut at Alisha's tit, trying to force the big orb to smack the Brit in the face. She'd been hit with her own boob before and even if it wasn't the most painful punch in the world, though it didn't feel good, it was really quite more embarrassing than any other punch she could think of.