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Fight contains sexual aspects.


Stomping and clapping filled the arena. Like many a fight pit seen before, and inevitably seen again. It was an octagon like hole, hot from the lights beating down on it as two doorways lead inside.

Above the pit, a ring of patrons. Potential fighters and promoters looking on to see what would take place below.

In front of the doors, simply two colors. A red flag in front of one door, a blue flag in front of the other.

As the Red door opened. A stocky woman standing about 5'3 would walk through the door. Blonde hair coming from the back of the red mask she wore as she had on a similarly red bikini. Her pale skin showing a series of tattoos that had been semi covered with make up in an attempt to hide her identity as she stretched out.

Across the pit. The blue door would open. A woman standing maybe an inch taller than her walking out in an identical set of gear only blue would stand there. She also had tattoos, but not as many, more easily altered and concealed.

Both women stretched for a moment before a voice would ring out. "Alright, you've seen your ladies for the evening. Place your bets now. Red... or Blue." The annoucer would call out. "This will be a no holds barred fight. Winner keeps her mask, and the winners purse. She remains anonymous. While the loser? Loses her mask and her reputation." The annoufer called as  seconds would pass.

Both women glared at one another. The mysterio styled mask covering their eyes, but keeping their lips exposed. You could see them talking shit. But the words were lost in the betting of money.

As the seconds ticked by, a bell would ring and both women would rush towards one another to start the fight.

Both fair skinned women collided in the center of the ring. Being a similar size they struggled as The Red Mask pressed her more impressive chest into the modest one of the blue woman. The blue girls teeth gritting as her platinum colored hair hung from the mask. Her toned legs flexing as her thicker thighs dug into the mats of the pit.

Red gasped as she was pushed backwards. Her back hitting  the wall of the pit. She swung her hand for a slap, connecting with the blue woman's cheek as she stumbled backwards holding her face. A groan escaping her before the red woman's hand slapped her thick ass. 

A scream echoed towards the red woman, swears in a british accent echoing as the blue woman tackled down the bustier masked wrestler. The breasts of the red fighter coming out as the crowd cheered loudly.

The pair rolled around the pit. The red woman shoving her breast into the face of the blue. Hardened nipple trying to force its way into the seemingly british woman's mouth as the blue girl smacked at the full ass of the red woman.

The red Lucha moaned. Her head going up as her mouth hung open in ecstasy as the blue woman's tongue rolled over her nipple. Lost in the moment. She didn't realize that the woman beneath her had grabbed her red bikini bottoms and had pulled them up and into her ass.

The blue woman smirking as her teeth sunk into the nipple of the Red Masked wrestler.

The red blonde moaned and screamed in pain. Shoving herself away from the blue. She tried to crawl away from the other woman. But that sealed her fate. The blue womwn grabbing the back of the red mask. She would lock the red woman into a dragon sleeper. Her free hand going down the other woman's body. Sliding into her bottoms and fingering the panicked woman.

The red fighter gasped and tried to pull the other woman's arm from around her neck. Full lips from the mask moaning and groaning as she was Both getting off at this and being choked out. The crowd getting louder as her hand raised. A clear sign she was about to tap out.

Before she could however. The blue woman tightened her grip on the hold. Choking out the red woman as the trapped woman came over her fingers. With her victim limp in her arms. The blue woman released the hold but kept the red woman on her knees. Pulling at the strands of the mask. The blue woman smiled brightly as she ripped  the mask off the other woman's face to reveal... Scarlett Johansson, red faced and knocked out.

The blue masked woman shoved her forward. Leaving her face down and ass up as she left to claim her winnings.

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Purple vs Yellow

The crowd roared as another fight was about to take place in the masked pit. The hammering of feet on the ground mixed with claps would echo as the purple door opened to reveal a tanned woman. She sauntered out of the door with a smile on her face as the purple bikini shown off her slender yet athletic build. Tattoos drawn on or covered up as the dyed red hair of the beauty stuck out the back of her purple mask. Standing about 5'8 she tapped her bare foot on the ground as she waited for her opponent.

Seconds later another tall but slender woman walked from the yellow door. Matching mask and bikini. Standing at about 5'10. The tanned woman would run her hands back, making sure her black hair remained tightly in the ponytail tail as the annoucer called for bets to be placed.

The yellow clad woman appeared to be talking trash to the purple. But it seemed that the shit talking was only going to go one way before the bell rang.

As it did. Both women raised their fists. A contrast to the last fight as their slender frames moved towards one another. Both women bounced on their feet over and over again. Neither wanting to be caught off guard. It would be the yellow woman who fired the first few jabs. Missing the other woman's head narrowly as purples red hair ducked and weaved out of the way.

A kick from the purple woman landed across the belly of the yellow. Her bikini going up her small, tight ass as she wheezed for breath before the purple woman brought her elbow down and across the back of her head.

The yellow woman crumpled to the ground. Laying flat and spread eagle. It looked like the fight was over there. But the purple woman didn't seem to care. With the yellow clad woman face down on the mat of the pit. The purple woman would reach down and grab the black ponytail of the laying woman.

Jerking her head upwards. The purple girl would smile. "Kiss my feet you loser bitch." She would command as the yellow woman shook her head no. The purple woman would almost growl it would seem as her foot came up and kicked across the face of the yellow clad fighter. Unable to see her eyes through the coverings of the mat. The only display of emotion from either woman was their gritted teeth. One in fury, the other in pain.

Purple dragged yellow to her feet. The taller woman stumbling to gain her balance as she was rushed forward and slammed face first into the wall. Her body sliding down as it was clear the fight was beaten out of her.

Slowly the purple woman turned. Hiking up her bottoms. She would place her ass on the face of the other woman. Cheeks covering the mouth hole of the mask as the annoucer would begin a 10 count.

Rolling her hips into the other woman's face. The purple woman would raise her arms. Dancing along to a beat in her head as the other woman offered no sign of fighting back. As the bell rang signifying that the shorter of the two women had won? Purple would move her ass from the other woman's face. The tongue of yellow hanging out signifying she'd tasted the other woman's ass.

With her victory in hand. Purple would mount yellow. Her hands going to the straps of the mask. She would laugh as the hands of yellow would try to stop her weakly. Trying to keep the mask on. Purple leaned forward. Kissing the other woman as she removed the mask to reveal...
 

Gal Gadot!

The purple woman only laughed as she pulled back from the kiss. Standing up she would plant her bare foot on the lips and nose of Gal against the wall. Smothering the former Wonder Woman out. Her eyes rolling back into her head before she would turn to leave to collect her winnings.

[oddities]

I gotta give you a like for creating a unique idea. Hopefully, it becomes your thing.

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Lavender vs Gold

The Masked Fighting Federation had taken off. Dozens of women signing up for battles. Naturally here at the Federation, we randomize our fighters. That's why when this match up came up, it was a delight.

From the Lavender doorway, a statueqe woman strode fourth. Wearing not a bikini but a one piece swimsuit of the light purple color. Her longer blonde hair would be extended out from her mask as she put her hands on her shapely hips. Her pale skin highlighted by the color as the mask exposed her bright red lips to the world in a smile as she flexed her arm. Standing at 5'10 she definitely caught the attention of the betters around the arena.

Across from her? The gold door, opening to reveal a more tanned woman wearing a golden metallic bikini. Her mask shimmering in the light as she put her hands on her hips. Black hair coming out from her mask. Standing at 5'11, the filled lips of the golden girl would be wettened by her tongue. Even through the covered eye holes of the mask however you could tell that she was glaring hatefully towards the lavender woman.

With both fighters standing in the pit. Bets would be placed as there was no trash talk this time. Just the silent stare of two women hidden behind masks.

With the bell ringing, the pair wouldn't waste time. The ring not big enough to run across, would be traversed quickly by the pair of long legged women as their hands went for the others hair. Yanking and pulling roughly, their hands slapping at the masked face of their rival, it was clear there was no love lost, and no hidden identity between them.

The crowd would cheer as the golden woman's knee came up and hit the singlet covered belly of the blonde. Bending her over rival. The golden woman would grab a heaping handful of the other woman's singlet and pull it up, tightly into the ass of the pale skinned blonde. The lavender woman moaning in pain as her ass was then met with a few harsh yet savage slap to her cheeks.

Red handprints forming almost instantly. The golden woman would pull the lavender into an abdominal stretch. Both lengthy women screaming and moaning as their bodies tangled together. Stretching her back far. The golden woman would get cocky, one hand beginning to rub between the legs of the blonde as the lavender woman moaned weakly.

Their hips rolling together. It was clear both women were enjoying this dynamic. The golden woman opening her mouth to talk shit however, would find that as her undoing.

In a flash of light the blondes hand would enter her mouth. Locking in the dreaded mandible claw. Screams echoing through the pit as she stumbled backwards, releasing her holds of the other woman to grab at her wrist. She never saw the kick coming to her golden clad crotch.

Dropping to her knees instantly. The golden girl would groan as she felt her ponytail yanked. Her head being forced between the powerful thighs of the lavender woman. The golden girl would let out a low scream as her arms were wrenched back and over her head. Almost like she were a bird in flight. The golden woman was trapped. Her head being crushed as her arms were being stretched back to stop her from interfering.


Trapped on her knees. Her foot would twitch in a tapping motion several times, the roar of the crowd drowning out her submissions until she went limp beneath the lavender woman.

The bell ringing as her arms fell limply to her sides. The blonde let the other woman fall face down ass up in the center of the pit. Free to unmask and humiliate the other girl. The lavender woman took her time. Grabbing the bottoms of the golden girl and beginning to floss them into the sleeping woman's sex.

The crowd cheered at the display. The red lips pressing to the golden ass as if to mark her territory. The people were delighted at the squirting orgasm that soon followed.

Untying the bottoms. The lavender woman would roughly yank at the golden mask to reveal...

Kendall Jenner

'S sleeping face. Shoving the soiled bottoms into the defeated woman's mouth. The lavender woman left to get her winnings.

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Green vs White

The next match up is one that proved a little more difficult to show than others... not because of gratuitous violence, nudity, or sexual content dear viewer. No of course it was due to the fact that both women had multiple tattoos that requited being covered up or altered.

In our first door. We have the Green Masked wrestler. Standing at 5'8 inches tall, her long red hair hanging out of the back of her mask. She walked through the gates with a confidence seldom seen in the fight pit. Like someone knowing they were going to win. Her green bikini showing off her curves and assets well with her high waisted curving bottoms.

Across from her in the White mask, stood a fighter in a similar bikini. A sort of vintage styling that we appreciate here at the fight pit. Dirty blonde hair spilling from the back of her mask. Tongue wagging out as she turned and twerked for the people who no doubt appreciated it. The white bikini making her already pale skin shine just that much brighter. Standing at 5'5 she was clearly a little bit of an underdog leading to the fight.

As bets were called for, the pair of masked women ran their hands over their own bodies. Nipples hardening at their own touch as they looked one another up and down. Tongues flicking at one another as the bell rang.

In the opening moments of the fight. Neither woman rushed forward. They didn't run, but instead they sauntered towards one another. Hands caressing one anothers bodies as they embraced. Lips pressed against one another, the white masked woman spanked the other woman.

Pulling away from the kiss. The green masked woman would moan as her ass was smacked. Her hand grabbing the hair of the blonde and yanking her away. The taller woman rushing the short woman towards the padded wall of the pit.

The crowd gasping as the loud thud echoed around the arena as the white clad woman crumbled to the ground. Sauntering over again, the green would would put her foot across the throat of the white masked woman. "That's right bitch. No one kisses poison ivy without getting fucked!" She screamed as the blonde woman kicked her feet wildly on the mat.

Her hands trying to push away the foot of the other woman, the blondes raspy voice would echo as she couldn't get free until the red head removed her foot.

The reprieve wouldn't last long however. Leaving herself open to attack. The blonde would scream as the foot of the red head stomped down and onto her her belly. Sending spit flying across the fight pit.

Standing tall. The green woman would start to dance. Grinding and twisting her body around as the people who'd bet on her cheered. "Make it rain on me bitches!" She screamed loudly before letting out a shriek.

Looking down, between her legs was a fist uppercutting her sex. The green woman's knees buckling and bending inward as the white masked woman started getting up behind her. Another scream would leave the green woman's lips as the white masked woman would sink her teeth into her ass.

With an angry scowl white mask would get to her feet behind the other woman. Grabbing the red head by the ponytail, she would pull her back and into her. Wrapping one arm around the green woman's throat. The white luchador would drop back and onto the mat. The pair of women going to the pads, the white bikini clad woman would lace her legs around the green woman's. Giving her a grapevine from behind as she choked her.

The green woman coughed and groaned. Her legs spreading only making matter worse as the free hand would go down the torso of the other woman.

The white masked woman would start rub in at the Green woman's covered pussy. The crowd cheering as the green fabric of the bikini started to dampen and get wetter and wetter as she was choked out.

What could be seen of her face, was only her mouth hanging open. Tongue flopping back and forth as she raised her arm to tap out. Before she could however, the mixture of orgasm and choking got the better of her as she passed out declaring the white fighter the winner.

Dropping the sleeping green woman. The white masked woman would stand up and smile. Grabbing the mask of the green woman. She would take her time slowly pulling it off, taking her time to reveal the sleeping face of...


Bella Thorne

With her tongue hanging out. The white fighter rubbing her ass with the mask before smirking. The crowd cheering wildly as she slowly lowered her ass and started grinding on the other woman. Moments later, the white masked woman would have her own orgasm on the other woman's sleeping face. With that, she would slowly get up and leave to get her winnings.

[KatieJobber]

Love this idea! Very unique I’m definitely be paying attention for more updates!

[Zord7542]

Ladies and Gentleman, we do have a real treat for you this evening. Our normally advertised color based brawl is substituted for one of materials.

Bringing forth first, our fighters out of the "Denim" door is a woman that stands 5'3, but don't let her height fool you. What she lacks in vertical size, she more than makes up for in horizontal as her massive chest strains even the tight fabric of the blue denim. Her high waisted whale tail styled bottoms showing off her pale legs and full ass as she gives a twirl. Out the back of her mask os a blonde ponytail that bobs side to side as she bounces up and down, accenting her clevage as she goes.

And across from her? Don't be charmed by her beauty, after all this is a fight remember, is the Leather Clad fighter. Standing at the same height, the black clad woman would also be well endowed when it came to her chest region. The leather showcasing her slightly darker complexion as her black hair came out of the back of her mask. A slight x in the design of the mask, there would be no bouncing around for her. Just a blank stare as her full lips pursed inder the mask.


Taking the customary bet break, this one lasts longer as the men and women in the crowd would send catcalls to both fighters. The denim clad woman feeding far more into it than the leather, who just seemed ready for the fight.


As the bell rang both women rushed forward. Neither one holding back as both of them swung their fists at one another. Slamming into the chests of their opponent, both girls let out moans and groans as their large breasts struggled against the tight, durable material of their bras.

The denim clad woman was the first to break. Falling back and against the wall, she growned as the leather clad woman brought ther knee up and into the gut of her opponent. The denim bra nearly snapping free there as the denim clad woman coughed and groaned. 

Taking a step back, it was clear that the leather clad woman was going to rush the denim. Leaping through the air, she went for a crossbody on the other woman. A angry, primal scream filling the air as the blonde woman jumped off to the side.

The leather clad woman would splat against the matted wall, sliding down its surface as the Denim clad woman smiled. Her hand coming up and smacking the ass of the black haired woman. The tight black leather enhancing the sound of the smack as the crowd cheered. The black haired woman's back arching as the denim clad woman grabbed her hair and pulled it back and towards her.

Straddling the leather clad woman's back. The denim clad woman would wrap her arm around the throat of the struggling girl and death rolled like a gator.

Legs kicked as both women struggled, one struggling to choke the life out of the other as her legs went around the Leather woman's midsection.

It seemed that the match was in hand when the denim clad woman finally got the leather in the same postion that the Green Masked woman lost the last fight. Legs grapevined, with her arm around the throat of the black masked woman.

Thats when the leather mask snapped into action. Her elbows firing back and into the other woman's midsection, the teeth of the denim clad woman became clear to the crowd as she hung on for dear life. Eventually needing to break the hold as the leather clad woman leapt free.

Coughing and choking. The leather woman grabbed the ankles of the Denim clad woman. Folding her back so that all her weight was on her shoulders, the Denim clad woman's arms waved violently as the pit saw what was happening.

The massive bust of the blonde was being used against her, her own breasts having fallen back and covering her face as the leather woman held her ankles back and down. The black masked woman slapping the damp crotch of the denim bikini as she started agressively rubbing it.

The denim woman moaned. But the fight was over. The waving of her arms slowed as the damp patch between her legs grew larger and larger, finally she stopped moving as the referee called for the bell.

The leather woman shoved the denim woman's legs forward. Sitting behind the blue masked woman's head, she pulled the blondes head into her lap. Roughly tearing the mask to reveal...

Sydney Sweeney!

The black clad woman would scoff at the sleeping woman. Pulling her exposed face into the leather woman's bikini clad chest. The crowd would cheer in celebratory confusion as the leather clad woman undid her bra. Naked bare breasts coming out, she forced her nipple into the mouth of the sleeping Sweeney's mouth. "I'm your momma bitch!" The leather woman said spitting down on the face of Sydney before dropping her down and leaving her there.

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Ladies and Gentleman welcome back to our regularly scheduled programming. Tonight's fight won't be amongst those wearing different materials, instead back to the color wars content that has taken at least a segment of you by storm.

Tonight? We start off with the Yellow fighter. Walking through her door, her tight, tanned frame would be highlighted by a yellow bikini. Standing at 5'9, she would have a long brown ponytail poking out the back of her mask as she smirked. Her toned, slender frame showing off her abs as she raised her arms and flexed.

Across from her, walking out of the Black flagged door, was a blonde woman standing a few inches shorter. At 5'7 the best description of this woman, was that she was Thiccc. A Pawg if ever there was one. The attitude of the woman wearing the black bikini could be seen from her motions forward. Her larger chest heaving up and down as she was clearly ready for the fight about to take place, teeth biting at her full lips as she was a little paler in complexion than the yellow bikini clad woman. From her mask, Blonde hair could be seen coming out the back. Not in a ponytail however, instead loosely spilling free.

Her hands going to her hips, the crowd would get on their feet as they placed their bets. The pair of women began to circle the pit. Both eager to get the battle underway before the bell rang.


As it did. The larger blonde rushed towards the other woman. Reaching to grab ahold of the brunette. She would let out a groan of frustration as the other woman nimbly ducked under her arms and combat rolled away. As she got to her feet, behind the black masked woman, the yellow clad girl would smack on the big ass of the blonde. Making the other woman moan. "Oh you bitch!" The blonde would shriek. The done an angry, dangerous one as the expression seen on her face was a smile.

Reaching for the yellow clad woman again, the black masked girl would groan as she was tripped down to the mats of the floor. Landing on her face, her hands would come up to hold her mask before another spank would jiggle her ass. Her pale cheeks sporting two hand prints as the smaller woman grabbed the black bottoms and yanked them up the other woman's ass. A mixture of screaming and moaning escaping the affected woman as she got on her hands and knees. Eyes wide.

The yellow masked woman reached her hand back and over her head. Looking to bring it down upon the ass in front of her. She gasped as the foot of the black masked woman slammed into her abs.

Spit flew across the arena floor as the yellow masked woman stumbled back and against the wall. Her mouth hanging open as she tried to force breath back and into her lungs.

Meanwhile the black masked woman got to her feet. One hand on her ass, pulling her bikini bottoms free from her cheeks. She would grab the mask of the yellow woman. Her fingers tangling within it, and her hair. The blonde would take a step to the side. Using her body weight to throw the smaller girl across the ring.

The yellow masked woman would land with a thud. A scream escaping her, but not before she was pulled to her feet. The arms of the other woman going around her waist. The hips of the thicker woman would pop. Launching the smaller woman across the fight pit with a German suplex.

The yellow clad woman would land in a heap. The black masked girl rolling to her hands and knees. Crawling at the dominated girl as she crawled towards the matted wall. "Please, no... I'll do anything." She gasped as the black masked woman got closer. Her cleavage hypnotizing as she closed the distance.

"Anything?" She asked biting her lip. But before any further words could be said, the yellow woman crashed her lips forward into a kiss. The pair of woman making out for a moment as the hands of the black masked woman went to the other woman's armpits. Raising her to the yellow clad  woman's feet.

Tongues rolled between lips as moans filled the arena. Finally breaking as the Black masked woman broke the kiss. "I can tell you don't like kissing girls." The black masked woman said as she grabbed the other woman by the throat. Throwing the taller woman's arm over her shoulder as she backed to the center of the ring.

The crowd watched on in fear as the yellow woman screamed. Lifted off the ground and planted with a chokeslam. She was out cold. From her chest, the black masked woman produced a marker. Grabbing the wrist of the unconscious woman. She wrote her number. "Call me if you really wanna be with a woman.. say you're yellow" she smirked before hiking her bottoms up again.

The black bikini acting like a thong. She planted her mostly bare cheeks on the sleeping woman's face for the pin. As she moved her hips side to side, it batted her head back and forth as the referee made the count.

Wasting no time, black turned, planting her lips on the other sleeping woman's once more as she ripped off the mask to reveal...

Hailee Steinfeld.

"Fake lesbian bitch." The black masked woman would tease as she got to her feet and left. "No wonder she couldn't hang with the real thing."

[Slowakei222]

No Mixed fight ?

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Rose vs Pink

Ladies and Gentleman, we do have a treat for you this evening. Two ladies who have been chomping at the bit to get into the arena. Two ladies who you'd never dream of seeing step into a pit against one another.

Walking out of the Rose colored door was a woman wearing a Rose colored singlet. Her impressive bust pushing against it as the contrast of her pale skin shone brightly under the lights. Standing 5'3 her black hait was short, but able to bun out of the mask. She smiled awkwardly, looking up and around at all the people lining the pit.

Then across from her, the Pink door would open. The tanned woman walked through would stop traffic she was so hot, even beneath the pink and yellow mask. Her tanned skin highlighting her muscular figure. Her dyed blonde/brown hair coming from the back of her mask. She'd blow the pale woman a kiss, turning to show her back to the smaller woman, she smacked her big ass making all the spectators run wild. Standing 5'8 she dwarfed her opponent.

There was no silence. Cheers and cat calls echoed through the hall as the bets rang out. The pink woman blowing kisses and acting as though she already had won as the Rose woman stood there, clenching her fists to her thighs.

The bell rang as the fight was on. The pink woman standing still as the rose woman rushed towards her opponent. Crossing the small pit, her hand raising up and looking to slap the pink woman across the mask.

In a flash of motion, the pink woman caught the other woman's hand. Smirking brightly at the other woman she would raise her hand and begin to slap the Rose masked woman across the face.

The black haired woman groaned with the first shot. Her head snapping from side to side as more of the blows landed. Her knees giving out and almost dropping her as the pink woman remained standing. Holding the other woman up by the arm this was child's play to the younger seeming woman. Her hand coming up and slapping the black haired woman across the chest repeatedly.

The crowd cheered. Clearly majority of them had bet on the pink clad woman. She waved at them, blew them kisses as she turned and faced her ass towards the other woman.

With a sharp tug. She pulled the seemingly almost out woman into her ass. "Here... lets show then how a dominate winner does it." The pink woman would say as she grabbed the hair comong from the mask. Forcing the older woman's face between her bikini clad cheeks. She would shake her hips back and forth. Rubbing the other woman's face in her ass as she cheered to herself.

The rose woman's hands slapped lightly at the tanned cheeks of her assaulter. One after another, not showing a submission, but instead the desire to fight back.

The pink woman smirked. Her hands not even on the back of the other woman's head any longer as she flexed and posed. Her smiling illuminating the pit until a scream echoed from her.

Down at the ass of the girl with the bad attitude was the visage of the rose clad woman's teeth barred into the tanned ass. The younger woman rushing forwards, would hit the wall, clearly not being able to judge distance as well in her mask.

As she stumbled backwards. The crowd booed as an arm went around her neck. Being out into a rear naked choke by the pale woman, her thighs wrapping around the toned waist of the pink, there was a moment where the two masked women stumbled around the arena. The pink woman trying to gain her balance as her mouth hung open. Ragged breaths escaping her as she slowly dropped down to one knee.

The boos got louder as the pink clad woman got weaker. Falling slowly down and onto her back, the Rose woman's arms and legs tightened as the fight from the Pink woman went limp.

The official raising and lowering the arm of the other woman. The bell ringing as the pink woman was clearly passed out. Not wasting a moment, the Rose colored woman pulled out from under the other woman. Grabbing at the mask of the other woman, she would slowly pull the mask off of the sleeping woman to reveal...

Anna Jay


The Rose clad woman stomped her foot down onto the other woman's ass. Flexing her arms with mask in hand, she turned and walked through her door.

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Red vs Blue (SI edition)

Ladies and Gentleman, if you've ever been told that size doesn't matter? You've been lied to. Because today? We have a clash of the titans, both these ladies have been featured in the Sports illustrated Swimsuit edition, both women against most of the rest of the competition? Would dominate and destory their opponent, but today? They pick on someone their relative own size." The announcer would call.

The blue door would open, showing off a large woman in a blue bikini. Her muscles well oiled and glistening under the lights of the pit. Standing at 5'10, her brunette hair would come out the back of her mask as she flexed her arms to pull it back. Her lips curled into a nervous smile as she showed off her incredibly muscular legs and ass.


Across from her, coming out of the red door was a woman of equal height. Her full figure on display in the red bikini as she was tanner than the other woman. Her long brunette hair also in a ponytail as her full lips were in a smile as well. Standing at 5'10 this voluptuous woman would wave to the crowd as she showed off her large breasts and ass. Her body built more sensually than her opponents.

The crowd took their moment to place their bets. Blue mask getting down in a three point stance would be met by Red Mask assuming a Sumo like postion.

Both women deadlocked on one another. The bell would ring and the clash would be on. Both of them slamming into one another in the center of the mats. There was loud groan from both of them as it was clear that Blue was stronger, but red had gotten lower, lessening the impact of the tackle.

Both women bashed their bodies into one another. Forearms coming to one another's face and chest as they levied for control of the situation. The red masked woman grabbing at the blue's ponytail, she shocked the arena as she turned then and did a hip ross toss of sorts. Driving the blue bikini'd woman onto her ass.

Not wasting a moment. The red clad woman would rush forward, her full cheeks jiggling with each step as she leapt into the air to crush down the blue.

The blue masked woman groaned. Her feet kicking up from the impact as her breaths could be heard on the upper level of the arena. Her chest and neck red from the lack of air as the red woman would push herself up.

Walking over to the head of the other woman. Red would hike up her bottoms. Showing off more of her ass as she would lower it down and onto the face of the blue. Shaking her cheeks side to side, the ponytail of the woman beneath her ass would whip back and forth. The crowd beginning to exchange their money as this seemed all but over.

The blue masked woman had other ideas however, her thick legs came up, wrapping around the head of the red masked woman and pulling her forward. The mixture of suprise and power making the red masked woman scream as she was pulled from the other woman's face. Her forhead driven down into the mat.

The blue woman gasped for breath. Taking a knee as her opponent recovered. She started to size up the thicccer woman as she rose. The red masked woman turning to face her opponent, she didn't have any time to react before the second tackle took place.

The entire arena shook at the impact of the two women hitting the mat. The blue woman's shoulder nearly cutting the red in half as she tackled her hard. Taking the red completely off the mat as they landed.

It wad clear with that impact it was over. The red woman lay there unmoving. Mouth hanging open as her full chest heaved up and down. The blue woman pointed to the sky though. A clear homage to her inspiration in this pit. She would grab the red woman's hair and begin to lift her up.

"Please... no more... you win...Just lemme go!" The red masked woman begged. But it fell on deaf ears as the blue masked woman grabbed her by the bikini bottoms and hoisted her up. The crowd in awe of the strength were equally shocked at the impact. The jackhammer landing, the blue masked woman hooked the leg as the referee counted.

Not to 3, not to 10, but to 20. The blue masked woman smiling before standing up, her foot going to the other woman's face. Toes working the mask off to reveal a beaten and terrified...


Ashley Graham!

The super model tried to hide her face. But the blue masked woman grabbed her arms and forced them over her head. Making the world see the models shame before releasing her after a moment. "Who's next?" Blue teased before heading through her door to collect her prize.

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Baby Blue vs Pink

A thumping sound would echo louder and louder around the arena. "Ladies and Gentleman, tonight we've got a fight to the finish for you. A bitter rivalry that could only ever be seen here in the pit!" The annoucer would call as the Baby blue door would open.

Walking out of the door was a pale woman, her long blonde hair coming out of the back of her mask as she stretched her limg legged form. Her thick ass pressing against the pair of spandex shorts that she'd elected to wear. A smile of determination across her masked face. Standing at 5'9 she wasn't small by any measure as she flexed and stretched.

Across the arena was the pink door. It had barely opened when the dark haired woman wearing a pair of pink spandex shorts and bra rushed across the arena. Her knee finding the side of the blue woman's head. The crowd would boo as thumping strikes hit across the back of the blue woman. The slightly more tanned skin of the brunette going a flush as she screamed like a banshee.

Security stepped in as fans threw things into the pit. The sight of the unsportsmanship drawing their ire. As she was pulled to the far side of the pit. It was clear that the pink fighter was a little shorter than the blue. Standing at 5'8 she had a toned, dancers build. The pink shorts wallowed by her pale ass. She never stopped screaming at her opponent as the blue woman returned the screams.

The referee stepped in. Checking with both women if they wanted to continue, to which there was no hesitation that they both wanted to destory the other. The betting phase was the shortest it had ever been, the bell needing to be rung quickly as they rushed at one another again.

This time meeting in the middle. The pair of women collided with a sickening thud. Their long legs tangling together as each woman grabbed a handful of the others ponytail. Smacking their masked opponent across the face repeatedly. Each girl screaming at the sensation as Pink would change her tactic. Her free hand clamping down onto the chest of the other woman. Nails digging in through the spandex material.

This forced the blue clad woman to scream at the top of her lungs. Her own hand sliding into the mask hole of the pink woman's mouth. Fish hooking the side of her mouth and making her scream as a result.

The pair catballed across the pit. Each rotation ending with the bottom woman's head being smacked down and into the mat. Over and over again, the head trauma getting worse and worse as they slowed down. Wearing one another down.

Finally the blue would be atop of the pink. Straddling the waist of the woman who'd ambushed her. The blonde would fire shot after shot into the belly and breasts of the laying woman. The pink clad girl groaning in pain, sitting up after each strike as she was being pounded into the mat.

With one last hard shot into the belly of the brunette. The blonde would grind her knuckles into the woman's tender flesh before getting up to her feet. Yanking the brunettes ponytail. She would pull the hair tie out of the girls hair, letting it spill down her shoulders. "I want them to see your eyes cross again bitch!" The blonde would scream, ripping at the eye covering of the mask.

The brunette would scream, her hands keeping at the wrist of the other woman, nails digging in, drawing blood. It didn't stop the blonde from scratching one of the eye holes out. Revealing the panicked blue Grey eye of the other woman as her head was forced between the legs of the blonde.

Striking a primal scream a she held the screen of the mask over her head. The blonde girl flexed her thighs. Looking to scissor the head of the brunette between them. The pink clad woman would scream. Her nails dragging down the other woman's thighs drawing more blood from the tiny cuts as her one revealed eye began to cross.

With a gasp, the pink woman's energy seemed to be fading away, until her hand came up and clawed between the other woman's legs. Nails digging into the sex of the Blue woman as she screamed once more.

Her head slipping free of the thighs of the blue girl. The pink would get to her feet in a daze. Grabbing the back of the blue shorts, and the blonde ponytail. She would rush the other woman face first into the mats around the pit.

Slamming the blue woman's face into the mat, the pink would pull her back and up to her feet once more. Ramming the pink door on the side of the pit once more with her competitor. The doors not ment for this gave in. Sending the blue woman out of sight for a moment and behind the scenes.

The pink girl followed through, chasing her opponent. There were the sounds of grunts and groans. Then something metal hitting the floor. Seconds later the blue woman was tossed back into the pit. Her body limp as blood trickled from her mouth. The pink clad woman following with a smirk on her face. Wasted no time, her hands going to the other woman's shorts. She pulled them down revealing the naked, red sex of the blue woman on the ground.  Her crotch red from the claw she'd received.

The crowd whether they'd bet pink or not cheered as the brunette pulled the top of the blue woman off as well. Showcasing more scratches underneath on the breasts of the seemingly out woman. The pink fighter scaring away the referee each time they tried to check on the blue, the pink girl would roll the blue onto her stomach. Pulling the sleeping girls arms and legs behind her back. She would hogtie the blue woman with her own gear before sitting next to the blondes head.

Like was done to her. The pink woman yanked at the ponytail of her opponent so hard that it came undone. Freeing the other woman's hair from its tie. She awoke the sleeping combatant. "What? What the fuck! Get me out of this!" The blonde cried but there was no use. The pink woman just laughed.

"You're the only bitch to ever have this done to you. You're welcome" the pink woman said as she tore at the mask. The blue piece of spandex leaving the blonde prematurely to reveal...

Elle Fanning.

The pink woman smiled. Licking the mask as the completely nude woman struggled. "MA-" She started to scream before taking a kick to the face that sent her limp again.

"No spoiling... bitch" the pink woman would shout as she grabbed the blonde by the hair. Forcing her head between the pink woman's legs. She would wrap her arms around the waist of Fanning and hoisting her up in a feat of strength.

For a moment the pink woman had Elle completely suspended upside down before spiking her head on the mat with a piledriver. Sliding her legs around the other woman's neck. She squeezed in a mock scissor. The sleeping woman's face getting redder before the referee finally called for the bell.

"Keep your money. This ass belongs to me." The pink woman would say spanking the sleeping woman before loading her up onto her shoulders and carrying her into the back to do who knows what to.