Body Boxing (Sayuki vs. Fallon)

Fallon's perfect belly hurt after Sayuki threw that hard straight right into it, but she knew Sayuki would be hurting even more. The brunette launched her gloved right fist forward, smashing it into her foe's breasts, sending them jiggling wildly. They must already be very tender after their breast boxing earlier, and so now that sort of punch should pack quite a punch. Fallon's follow-up to Sayuki's stomach elicited a cry from the purple-haired wrestler.

But Fallon took damage, too, as Sayuki punched her first in her strong stomach, and then in her much more sensitive breasts. "Gyaangh!" Fallon cried out, and, when Sayuki smashed her stomach with a hard uppercut, Fallon couldn't help but whimper and back up a step. She would immediately move forward again, throwing a series of powerful hooks aimed right for Sayuki's boobs, hoping to take advantage of their sensitivity as she would pound them both repeatedly with her gloved fists.

Sayuki didn't have the time to feel good about the uppercut to the stomach as Fallon unleashed a powerful combo of hooks, smashing into her breasts with unadulterated fury as each hit sent ripples into Sayuki's chest. "Gyaaaaaaah!" Sayuki cried out as the torrent of pain was too much for her to mount a counter offensive as the gloved fists of Fallon crashed into her breasts one after the other.

Unable to stand against the flurry of Fallon, Sayuki was forced to back pedal, bringing her arms up to try and protect her wounded breasts as a tear started to form at the corner of her eyes from the unbelievable pain as she soon found herself up against the ropes, her arms curled up to cradle her breasts and leaving her stomach unprotected.

Fallon's decision to focus her attack on Sayuki's breasts turned out to be a smart one. She forced her purple-haired opponent to back up, causing her intense pain, keeping her from being able to properly and effectively fight back. Fallon grinned a pained but euphoric grin as she would press her advantage, throwing punch after punch into Sayuki's sensitive chest. Even after the other fighter covered up her breasts, Fallon kept punching them, her gloves slamming into Sayuki's forearms.

"Yaaah! Ha! Eat this, loser!" she would yell loudly. Seeing her punches were starting to have less effect now that Sayuki was defending, however, and noticing that she had her foe backed up against the ropes with her stomach completely exposed, Fallon would change tactics. She was going to go for a home run shot right into Sayuki's bare belly!

"Raaaaa!" she would yell, even more loudly, as she would put one hand on Sayuki's arms and chest to hold her in place, while the other would pull back, hang in midair for a second, then come sweeping down through an underhanded arc, curving upwards just as it impacted the lower part of Sayuki's belly!

Sayuki cried out which each hit, even after being able to cover up Fallon continued to focus on her breasts and caused her forearms to hit against her pained breasts. Being pressed up against the ropes, there was no way for Sayuki to escape with the relentless attack as each hit forced her back into the ropes and sprung forward into the hits, adding more force into Fallon's hits. However she was finally punished for not protecting her stomach as Fallon targeted the open area.

Sayuki couldn't defend against it, Fallon's hand held her arms against her chest as she had to watch the brutal uppercut slam into her stomach. "Gyaaa!" she cried out as some spit flew out of her mouth. The massive hit knocked all of the air out of her lungs as she began coughing for air. The hit also caused her legs to give out beneath her as she dropped to her knees and lurched forward.

However she wouldn't give Fallon the satisfaction of seeing her on her hands and knees as she tried to wrap her arms around Fallon's waist to prevent herself from falling onto the mat as she coughed for air.

Fallon's tactic worked perfectly, and she had the pleasure of seeing Sayuki's whole body seem to give out, and of hearing the purple-haired girl's loud, pained cry, as her stomach was bashed in and she lost all hope of picking up the pieces of this exchange between the two of them. Devastated, Sayuki fell forward, her bruised breasts wobbling as she did, her battered belly already showing signs of turning a nice, bright red.

Fallon backed up a step, wanting to see her opponent hit the canvas, but Sayuki had just enough strength to make one last bid at staying up on her feet. As she fell, she wrapped her arms around Fallon's waist, clinging desperately onto the brunette to keep herself aloft and to keep the referee girl from counting.

That annoyed Fallon. She had gone down earlier, and now Sayuki was going to go down, too. It had to be taking a good bit of energy to keep her up at so awkward an angle. Fallon just needed to give her one more shove.

"Get off, loser!" Fallon would taunt, bending down a little and trying to deliver a hard, hammer-like blow to the top of Sayuki's breasts, the only part of the girl's torso she could reach right now, hoping that it would push Sayuki down and off of her.

Sayuki clung on to Fallon as hard as she could, refusing to go down as she tried to stand back up on her feet. However Fallon had other plans as she rose her hand and smashed it down on her breast in a brutal hammer fist. "Uwaaaaaa!!!" she screamed out as she was forced to release her clinch as she went to cradle her breasts in pain as she fell to her side.

Moaning out in pain, Sayuki could hear the ref girl beginning to count her down. "Damn you..." she hissed out as she began to stir, pushing herself up on her fours despite her breasts being in burning pain. Getting to her knees at the count of 6, Sayuki covered her breasts with one arm as she got up, reaching the count at 7. Rubbing her breasts with the coarse glove, it hurt a bit more than she thought it would with the leather rubbing against her sore breasts, but it gave a little form of relief.

Glaring at Fallon, seeing how proud she was at knocking her down as she got back into her stance. Bruises started to show on her stomach and breasts, with her breasts being more prevalent with multiple of them showing especially after that last hit. A scowl appeared on her face as the ref girl was about to restart the round, but Sayuki was too impatient to wait as she lunged forward and tried to deliver a hard right hook into Fallon's breasts.

Fallon really wanted to just clock Sayuki in the face, and she would have if it weren't against the rules of the match. The girl had been nasty ever since they first met, despite several attempts by Fallon to be at least sort of nice. Fallon was generally a pretty agreeable girl, but, if her opponent was not going to play ball, she was going to stop throwing the ball to her. She would just sigh, shake her head, and marvel at how a girl could be so nasty and stupid.

Despite her inability to punch Sayuki in her pretty face, Fallon managed. She brought her gloved fist down hard on the top of Sayuki's precious tits, and, with a loud cry, the purple-haired girl sank all the way down onto the canvas. Fallon would grin and take a step back, her breasts bouncing as she would put some distance between herself and the girl she had just floored. She surveyed her work with considerable satisfaction. Sayuki managed to beat the count, but it took her until a count of seven to get back up to her feet. Fallon was winning, big time! She grinned wider and pounded her gloves together.

"Let's go, stupid!" she would say, as the referee went to check Sayuki to make sure she was capable of continuing the fight. Before the official could do her job, Sayuki charged forward. The referee was tossed backwards as the purple-haired girl roared in and threw a hard right hook into Fallon's left breast. "Kayaaagh!" the brunette cried out, as her left breast was flattened underneath Sayuki's fist, knocked to the side to send her right breast jiggling, too. Fallon backed up a step before she could recover.

Looking up, she saw the jumbotron replaying the hit, zooming in on her jiggling, bruised breasts, showing them as they were crushed by Sayuki's fist in slow motion. Every little ripple of force that went through her orbs could be seen, and right after impact, her left breast really did look like a pancake, flattened underneath Sayuki's powerful fist. Her face turned bright red. "Guh...not even close to good enough!" she would growl, before lunging forward, staying low, before rising up and throwing a gloved fist right into Sayuki's tits, trying to hit them with a hard right uppercut!

With Fallon dealing with the ref, it served as a great opportunity for Sayuki to take advantage of as the ref girl went flying off to the side after being pushed off by Fallon. Her fist connected with the breast, although it showed it in slow motion on the jumbo-tron, Sayuki could visualize it with her own eyes as she saw the ripple of the punch washing through the jiggling breast. Sayuki knew that she needed to regain momentum after taking seven seconds to get back to her feet, otherwise she knew that Fallon was going to get a big head and never shut up.

She was ready to continue her assault with a flurry of blows, but Fallon was ready to fire back with an attack of her own as she went low, rising up to deliver a painful uppercut. "Uaaaa!" Sayuki cried out as Fallon's fist flattened the bottom half of her breast as it immediately whipped up with great force, which was carefully detailed on the jumbo tron. "Guu...that all you got!?" Sayuki roared back, trying to hide her pain as she stepped forward to launch another attack.

She figured that Fallon expected her to strike at her breasts in retaliation, Sayuki figured she shouldn't be THAT obvious. Hooking her arm upwards, she swung up for an uppercut however she did not target Fallon's breast. She was planning to knock the air out of Fallon's lungs with an uppercut to the gut. Thinking that she was too lenient on Fallon's stomach, she would focus her attack on Fallon's gut as she would then try to follow up with a hard left hook to the side of Fallon's stomach.

After taking that hard punch to her breast, Fallon was practically giddy as her own gloved fist crashed into the bottom of Sayuki's chest. She laughed as she watched her opponent's breasts bounce, the orbs momentarily flattened by the impact before popping back into their usual shape. The Japanese pugilist was forced to take a step back, and Fallon would step forward to keep the distance between them from widening.

She was expecting a counterattack, but Sayuki managed to subvert Fallon's expectations in order to slip in her punches past the defense that the Californian would put up in front of her chest. Expecting Sayuki to come after her breasts again, Fallon was not thinking too much about defending her belly. As Sayuki's punch came in, Fallon realized her mistake, and tightened her legendary abs. The punches still hurt, nevertheless, but she had managed to save herself from a very bad situation. Even someone like Fallon would have trouble taking two hard punches like those in an un-flexed abdomen.

Fallon growled and leaned back as she reeled from the blows, but would immediately lean back in. "Trying to attack my stomach isn't smart. You know how hard my abs are!" she would retort, before bending down and trying to throw a hard right straight into Sayuki's stomach, following it up with a lightning-fast series of jabs, aimed right at the belly button, that she hoped would force Sayuki to back up.

Sayuki smiled as sh crashed her fists as hard as she could into Fallon's stomach, but her smile quickly washed away when she realized that Fallon was already coming back at her. "Guh!" she let out when the jab crashed into her stomach and then another and another and another. She almost thinking about taking a step back, but she willed herself not to. She was not going to allow Fallon a reason to smirk at her, no matter how small the defeat was.

"You cocky...little bitch!" she hissed out as she lashed out with another jab aimed at Fallon's stomach. Despite her unwillingness to admit that Fallon was better at her in a test of endurance in the stomach, she knew that she would lose in the long run. So she decided to change her angle of attack. Attacking the breasts would be too predictable as they have been annihilating each other's breasts for a good portion of the fight.

Which left her with an option that wasn't explored yet, the sides of the body. Fallon may be true in her boast about her abs being tough as hell to punch through, but Sayuki was willing to bet her sides wasn't as tough. Pulling her left arm back to make it appear that she was going for another hook to the stomach, Sayuki attempted to feint Fallon and step to the left, swinging her fist to try and punch her foe in the ribs.