Here's the full version of a recent story added to the repository of Kandi and TJ stories at the KandiBox Yahoo group online for free at
https://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/theKandiBox/info The Chi Lambda Fraternity had a big idea for raising money to win the campus charity prize. They set up a make-shift boxing ring in their fenced back yard and enlisted help from several affiliated sororities. The soroities agreed to provide contestants for topless boxing matches, until they raised more money than any other fraternity. The Frat determined it could easily charge $25 per viewer and could squeeze about 100 people into the yard for each match. The girls were supplied fingerless MMA style 8 oz sparring gloves and were randomly paired for the fights. As would be typical, the Frat had not throught through every detail for hosting the fights, including working out all the rules. The Frat wanted to begin the first fight immediately the first weekend, and decided to work out any nagging details as they went along.
The Frat’s first weekend fight had made $2000 for charity putting them in 4th place. Amazing success! The Frat President immediately had gotten a group together to plan the next fight for the following weekend. The new combatants were selected from two supporting sororities. The first, from the Women in Science and Engineering sorority, generally called the Nerdettes on campus, was a 5’3” Asian girl with glasses a while lab coat. Her opponent was a perky blonde cheerleader from the delta-delta-delata “tri-delts” sorority.
Mei-li, the Nerdette in dark rimmed glasses with tape on the nose bridge, entered the ring wearing her white lab coat complete with pocket protector and pens, and peeled it off sensually to reveal her “supergirl” bikini bottoms (see this ad for a similar bikini bottom) that she thought “would be a hoot to wear!,” revealing her tiny a-cup breasts with the stiff little nipples poking out hard and erect. She had wanted to wear her cirtuit board one-piece swimsuit (see this ad as example) but the Frat Pres insisted on a topless outfit. She moved to her corner where a few of her friends were gathered to support her. She leaned over the top rope to greet them and nearby fans reached out to touch her tiny breasts and large rubbery nipples as they were displayed, but she fended off their groping hands. She then straightened up and shimmied her shoulders working the crowd for support.
The crowd erupted with cheers at Mei-li’s antics and began to whistle and hoot at her as she warmed up in her corner.. her little nipples jutting out half an inch from her small bare breasts.
Cindy, the bleach blonde Tri-Delt, entered the ring carrying silver pom-poms and peeled off her purple warm-up jacket and shorts to reveal a white with purple thong bikini bottom with the word Cheerleader and Cindy on the butt (see ad for similar product here). She was displeased at the attention Mei-li had taken away from her. As she removed the jacket, she revealed her perky 34b bare breast with large round red areolas, perky nipples, and tan lines that outlined the macthing bikini top to her thong bottom.
As Mei-li continued to visit with her friends and smile and wave at the crowd, Cindy stealthily crossed the ring and moved in behind her. Mei-li spun around to face her but was unprepared as Cindy grabbed the bulbous nipple on her barely visible left breast and yanked it up and out cruelly, so as to make a target for a right hook into the distended portion of the tiny boob that pulled out near her armpit. Just then the bell rang unexpected to start the fight, without the Frat Pres bringing the girls together or reviewing the rules. He obviously just made a spontaneous decision to start the fight then, clearly working in Cindy’s favor.
Taken by surprise, Mei-li moved to defend her stricken nipple as Cindy’s punch smacked into the side of her tiny gland. But Cindy whipped a hard bitch slap backhand to her face. Mei-li’s head snapped to her left sending her glasses flying off and out of the ring.
The crowd reacted with delight, cheering and yelling, “Get her Cindy… No mercy on this nerdy bimbo.” One guy was clearly a Cindy fan, “Oh..nice…but I don’t waist your time on those tits.. there’s nothing there to hit!” Another laughing, “Yeh.. where are her tits? All I see are 2 mosquito bites. She’s a titless wonder! My frat bro, Ted, here has bigger tits than that!” A guy in the back added, “Go ahead and pound on ‘em, Cindy, maybe they’ll swell up so we can at least see ‘em from back here.”
Mei-li’s nipples were both now fully erect and her left nipple was aching from being twisted and pulled. And despite what the crowd was saying, the punch to her left tit did hurt and made her wince. She had to blink her eyes to refocus now that her glasses had been knocked off.
Cindy saw Mei-li groping to guard her head and protect her chest, so she took aim lower. As she glanced down, she could see a few long black silky pubic hairs protruding above the top of Mei-li’s supergirl thong bottoms, and hints of pubes around the upper leg holes too. Cindy grinned as she drove her knee forward and up aiming at Mei-li’s undefended crotch, targeting the big red “S” on a yellow background right between her legs.
Cindy’s knee banged hard up against Mei-li boney pubic mound, driving her pelvis up and back against the cornerpost, as she had not taken even a step out of her own corner yet. Mei-li’s eyes went wide as much from surprise from the solid knee strike as from the pain that echoed through her lower torso.
Cindy yelled out to the crowd, “Look at her overgrown bush!, Super girl has a super bush! I think it’s more like a weed patch. She’s sticking out everywhere. Anyone bring a weed whacker so we can trim this Nerdette back a bit?” The crowd reacted with cameras zooming in on Mei-li’s Supergirl bikini bottoms to find the untrimmed hairs poking out all around. Cheers rang out from the crowd as they enjoyed the vicious knee strike, “Yeh, What a muff buster, atta girl, Cin, time for some Nerdette scrambled eggs! Her muff’s so hairy cause it’s never been used! That’s it, do some bush whackin’!”
Mei-li was hurt by the knee strike, but maybe moreso by the comments and crowd laughter at her hairy mound. She never realized just how much of her hair down there showed around the edges of a small panty. Her face flushed with embarrassment knowing that things like a bikini wax were never a priority for her compared to studying. This prevented her from focusing on her defense, just as Cindy had hoped.
Playing to the crowd, Cindy grabbed the front of Mai-li’s bikini bottoms and jerked them up violently, exposing more of her hairy bush to the gawking crowd, as the material gathered to a thin line that started to slice up between her labial lips.
Mei-li began to refocus on her problem at hand, specifically Cindy’s hand yanking on her Supergirl bikini bottoms. She had thought of becoming a physician back when she took AP Biology in high school, so now she used some of that Bio knowledge to find a pressure point 3 finger widths above the inside of Cindy’s elbow and applied pressure to Cindy’s funny bone causing her to wince and immediately release her grip.
But even as she was forced to release the bikini bottoms, Cindy screamed obscenities and said, “You may not have much for tits now, but you’ll have nothing when I’m done with you,” before she plowed a left cross into Mei-li’s tiny left tit, then backed away shaking out the pain from her sore elbow. Mei-li’s pretty face turned to a scowl as her rubbery left nipple was pounded flat against her chest again. But as Cindy backed up, Mei-li was able to take her first tentative step in from her corner toward center-ring.
Mei-li could see that Cindy was also responding to the excitement of the fight as her nipples too were stiff and firm (something like this photo), jutting out from big round red dimply areola that capped her clearly larger breasts, proudly wobbling as she backed off, her assets putting Mei-li’s tiny tits to shame. As Mei-li took a second step out of her corner toward her opponent, Cindy launched a right-footed kick up between Mei-li’s slighly parted legs. Mei-li groaned, partly in abject frustration, as again she suffered a solid labia-crushing strike to her hairy groin. She tried to finish her step forward, but her left knee gave weigh and she dropped awkwardly onto her knees in front of Cindy.
The crowd cheered the encouragement, “Oh yeh, that Supergirl S is a super target, eh Cindy? Drive that S into her ass, baby!”
Cindy watched her drop, grinning, then slapped her open palm across Mei-li’s pretty face, knocking her head to the side. Cindy took aim and stepped forward driving her right knee into Mei-li’s tiny undefended left tit. The crowd cheered as the knee buried into Mei-lie’s tiny chest elliciting a high pitched squeal from the suffering girl. “Nice tit shot, Cindy, work it baby! She felt that one! Work her tittie! Crush that bud!” One guy yelled, “is that a tittie or a mosquito bite?” And the crowd laughed. If there was anything sexy about this little Asian nerd, Cindy was clearly trying to destroy it and humiliate her.
And it was an effective tit shot, as Mei-li had to defend her small boobs, bringing her hands up in an X across her chest. It was not clear how badly her tit had been injured but it was clear that she needed to do something very different to get into this fight at all. The geeky girls in Mei-li’s corner began screaming their support, “Get up Mei.. come on.. you can take this bimbette!” Hearing her friends, Mei-li decided to return a favor and swung her fist up between Cindy’s legs.
Cindy took the hit between her legs and struggled to stay standying, her knees wobbling. Mei-li took the time to rise from her knees and move in toward her prey. Angry now, angrier than she could every remember being in her life, she hooked a right fist at Cindy’s head. But Cindy pulled back just in time to allow the swing to sail past, and then punished Mail-li with a left uppercut to her unguarded right bare boob. The crowd seemed to really get going as Cindy took the fight to Mei-li’s tiny tits. “That’s it Cindy break her little boobs, pound those itty bitties to a pulp, baby.”
Still angry, Mei-li tried to ignore the solid shot to her right tit and swung again at Cindy’s head. Cindy again deftly avoided the telegraphed punch and punished Mei-li again, this time with a solid punch to her bare belly that rattled both her sore and reddening little tits.
DING. Just then the bell rang to end the round, but as Mei-li lowered her guard, Cindy sent another kick up into her pubic bone, driving her backwards into her corner where a frat boy was waiting with a stool. Mei-li glared at Cindy as she suffered another low blow, this time a cheap shot after the bell. She sagged down onto the stool and the boy toweled her face and applied a cool compress on the back of her neck. He also offered an ice pack for her groin, but Mei-li was not willing to let him touch her down there. He moved around to look her in the eyes and began, “That pressure point worked really well, you know any more of those?”
Mei-li nodded, “sure, they are all over the body.” And she pulled her bikini bottoms from riding up her butt crack and back into place, still not fully covering her protruding strands of long silky back pubic hairs.
“Great, then we have a new strategy—ground and pound. Get this blonde bimbo down on the turf and beat the crap out of her. If you stay fighting her fight, it will not go well for you.”
Mei-li nodded again, thinking that idea made quite a lot of sense. The boy again gently wiped her face as she stood.
DING Round 2
As the girls came out from their corners, Cindy’s fans were joyously screaming their support, “A couple more pussy shots and she’s done for, Cind! Keep workin’ her little hooters! Crush those worthless little buds. She’s scared of ya, Cindy.” The girls came together center-ring with Cindy looking for a chance to continue her low-blow assault and Mei-li circling to her left, defending. Cindy tried side kicks, snap kicks and front kicks but all were blocked by Mei-li or fell short. Frustrated Cindy, whipped a high left footed kick at Mei-li’s right ribs. Mei-li deftly trapped the foot against her side, causing Cindy to have to hop on her right foot.
Using the advice from her corner, Mei-li jabbed her thumb into a pressure point an inch or so above the knee on Cindy’s inner thigh. Mei-li dug her thumb into the nerve endings and rubbed her thumb back and forth to ensure she found the spot.
“Ahhh.. gawd… my leg,” was all Cindy could muster as she tried to pull her leg free, wincing in pain. Mei-li was able to hold Cindy’s leg in this uncomfortable position with just her right arm, leaving her left hand free to apply the pressure point pain. Once that had shown its effect, Mei-li balled up her left fist and began driving punches into Cindy undefended belly. Cindy emitted several un-lady-like grunts as Mei-li’s fist indented her belly button back into her spine. After several solid shots, and one final punch lower into the waist of Cindy’s bikini bottoms that compressed her bladder, Mei-li suddenly released Cindy’s leg. As Cindy staggered to regain her balance, Mei-li wound up a huge right hook that slammed into the pretty blonde’s left eye knocking her head to side. Cindy staggered into the ropes, falling to her right and backwards, her arms flying up and back, over the top rope. As Cindy hooked Cindy’s arms over the top rope, Mei-li plowed a left into her softened belly, bending her forward.
With her arms back over the top rope, and bent forward, the most prominent part of Cindy’s body was her swaying bare breasts, her stiffened nipples aimed slightly downward at about Mei-li’s thighs like the barrels of 2 pistols about ready to fire. It was time for some pay back. And it was Mei-li who began firing, her fists up into the dangling meat sacks. Aiming at the bulbous nipples, Mei-li began hammering uppercuts into Cindy’s dangling tits with all the force she could muster. The soft feel of Cindy’s tit meat pancaking flat to her chest as Mei-li’s fists splattered into the jello-ey glands made Mei-li smile. The leather of Mei-li’s gloves slapped into Cindy’s sweaty bare boobs making a crisp SMACK sound as each solid uppercut connected, pressing into the senstive distended nipples. As Cindy slowly was driven to straighten her back against the ropes, Mei-li drove another low right into her bikini bottoms to bend her forward again, Then resumed tenderizing her breast flesh by pummelling her pliant hypersentive hooters.
The crowd went wild watching Cindy’s tits take this brutal beating, each time her boobs squashing flat up into her chest, then wobbling back down into cone shapes on the rebound, as if asking for more. “Oh.. what a titty beating…That’s it Mei-li, soften up her softies, baby!”
As Cindy’s boobs took this pounding, her vision and thinking began to clear from the cobwebs that had enveloped them. Mai-li was unrelenting and continued to drive rights into Cindy’s bladder to keep her bent forward while she used the dangling mammaries like tiny speed bags. Cindy’s head lulled from side to side as her once-perfect breasts turn from pink, to tortured red, then began to bruise and swell. Cindy’s eyes cleared and she was able to make direct eye contact with her tormentor. As their eyes met Cindy seemed to pleed, as Mei-li’s right uppercut the damanged left tit, and she began shaking her head no as Mei-li repositioned to drive a right uppercut into her right boob that ripped up across the bruised boob and bent the nipple straight up before releasing it to jiggle back into position for the next punch. One guy screamed out, “Oh.. how much can her little hooter take?” as Mei-li’s fists tried to rip open Cindy’s swollen puffy areolas.
As if sensing that the round was nearly over, Mei-li suddenly stopped her assault on Cindy’s hapless boobs, and grabbed her bikini bottoms at the waistband on each hip, yanking them down to her ankles. Then she grabbed Cindy visciously by her jutting damaged nipples and pulled her off the ropes toward center-ring. As Cindy moved in off the ropes she tripped forward over her bottoms and fell unceremoniously face first onto the ground. Mei-li slipped behind her and stripped her bikini bottoms to rest of the way off, waving them overhead before tossing them like a trophy to the boy in her corner.
After Round 1 no one would have believed that Cindy would be the first one stripped in this fight. But they all were proven wrong as the crowd was treated to a full view of Cindy’s shaven slit, revealed from behind as she slowly got to her knees and began to crawl toward her corner. Mei-li saw her opponent crawling away and ran to her, aiming a kick into her ass and vulva from behind. The kick connected driving Cindy again face first into the ground as the bell sounded to end Round 2. Cindy moaned as her labia were treated to the abuse she had given Mei-li, bashed flat to her pelvis by her opponents foot.
Mei-li immediately turned and pranced to her corner to high-five her new friend. He met her delighted and with some well earned ice cold water for her to drink and to pour on the back of neck to cool down.
Naked and hurting, the kick to her bare slit stinging, she crawled forward, but the pounding her perky boobs had taken was the main thing on Cindy’s mind. As she crawled closer to her corner, she gathered her battered boobs in her right inner forearm and craddled them to her chest as she slowly rose up and plopped onto her stool, swearing at everyone and everything.
As she drank, Mei-li listened again to the frat boy in her corner. “That was great! You really worked her tits over good. She’s definitely hurt. If you bash her boobs a little bit more, I don’t think she can take it.” Mei-li nodded and she grinned as he offered to put some ice on her bruised pussy, but shook her head no, and pushed his hand away again. “I’m fine,um… down there…” she said to him gently.
DING Round 3
Cindy’s head had cleared a bit as she heard the bell and slowly began to rise, her anger and frustration rising as well as she glared at her approaching tormenter. Mei-li raced out of her corner and met Cindy just a step from her corner, poking a quick left jab at her face. Cindy bobbed and circled to her left, making Mei-li miss awkwardly and allowing Cindy to turn her around so Mei-li’s back now faced Cindy’s corner. The damage to Cindy’s tits was obvious now to the audience as Cindy’s boobs swayed left and right making her wince, the now-swollen glands puffy and darkened from emerging bruises with a little glimmer of sweat or possibly some oozing from her distended left nipple that poked out hard and erect like the rubbery eraser end of a pencil.
Cindy stopped Mei-li in the corner with a right footed kick to her left ribs, and when Mei-li tried and failed to grab the foot, Cindy drove forward with a snap kick into her bare belly. Mei-li was bent in half and sagged down onto her left knee coughing for air. As Mei-li tried to get up, something caught her left ankle and she fell forward. Then something latched onto her right ankle as well. Two cheerleaders in Cindy’s corner had reached in from outside the ring and grabbed Mei-li’s ankles on either side of the corner post.
Instantly the crowd sensed what was coming, even as the Frat President began to react to the situation, having strictly prohibited outside interference in these fights. Both cheerleaders coordinated their action, leaned back, and pulled Mei-li’s legs out in opposite directions, slamming her already injured crotch hard into the unforgiving metal post. Mei-li’s bare tits scraped across the ground as her butt slammed back into the metal post. The crowd quieted as Mei-li’s pussy sent a loud metalic CLANG through the yard. The guys near that corner were screaming, “Oh.. incredible, what pussy punishment!”
Grinning, Cindy grabbed both of Mei-li’s wrists as the striken girl moaned from the brutal assault on her sex. Cindy pulled Mei-li back toward center-ring, once again scraping her bare boobs across the ground. The Frat Pres had found 2 security guards who grabbed the interfering cheerleaders from behind around their waists and carried them out of the fenced area and banned them from returning. When Cindy released Mei-li’s arms she folded into a fetal position, grabbing her injured sex, and moaning. As the crowd was treated to a nice view of her ass, they could see a small wet spot emerging, which they could determine was likely a cut openned on her swollen labia. “Damn.. how much abuse can this Asian chick’s cunny take? I think she’s cut! That one’s gotta leave a mark!”
Meanwhile, the Frat Pres could not decide what to do about the interference. He considered if there should be some sort of penalty to Cindy, but decided it was her friends and not her that had interfered.
Cindy walked around her downed and stricken opponent, grabbing her supergirl bikini bottoms and began peeling them down from her waist revealing her bare butt. Cindy had to tug to get Mei-li’s bottoms down past her knees but then Mei-li seemed to give up fighting her and Cindy pulled the bottoms off and tossed them to her adoring fans. Then Cindy went back to work on her downed adversary, now completely nude.
Cindy grabbed Mei-li by her hair and dragged her up to standing, then pushed her back-first into the corner. Mei-li staggered to try to stay up, the pain in her groin slowly subsiding. Now for the first time, the crowd was treated to a full view of Mei-li’s thick untrimmed patch of silky black pubic hair, her puffy soft swollen labia masked in the thick silky black thatch. Cindy focused on it too, and balled up her right fist, pounding a punch straight into Mei-li’s hairy mound. The crowd came alive again as Cindy landed this additional punch to Mei-li’s battered bush. The punch thudded off her pubic bone driving Mei-li’s bare ass back hard into the corner post. The punch was amazing to watch now that it could be seen to flatten the dark pubic hairs flat to Mei-li’s body. Cameras zoomed in to capture the spectacle for display on the Internet, much to Mei-li’s growing humiliation and horror.
Trying to even the score, Cindy struck next into Mei-li’s unguarded tiny bare boobs, smashing each nipple flat back into her breast meat with a combo left-right punch to each tit. Whap-pap.. smack, pap, the punches ripped into Mei-li’s little glands. Just then the bell rang to end the round. But Cindy was not yet satisfied. She pushed Mei-li’s shoulders back hard against the turnbukle, and rammed her right knee up into her soft silky fur patch between her legs. The silky pubes brushed the top of Cindy’s thigh as she felt the impact of her knee on Mei-li’s pubic bone. Mei-li, groaned from the relentless battering of her groin and sagged to her knees as Cindy finally stepped back, seeing a smear of blood on her knee from the impact. And she grinned.
The crowd was cheering and Mei-li could hear a few of them, “Come on Mei-li, get up, you’re tough, baby, you and do it!” But the pain in her battered crotch was considerable. After a bit, she dragged herself up using the ropes to climb up and staggered over to the frat boy in her corner. This time when he offered to minister to her crotch, she did not protest. He applied an ice compress that helped reduce the swelling and stopped the bleeding from the small cut that had opened on her left labial lip. He then dabbed on some liquid bandage that stung like hell, making Mei-li wince. The boy lingered a bit too long brushing the back of his hand gently against Mei-li’s silky long pubic hairs as he whisperd to her, “think about those pressure points, she’s going to keep going low because she knows you’re hurt down here.. use that to lure her in, then rip her tits off for me, that cheating bimbo!” Mei-li looked up, “I just don’t know how much more of this I can take. It feels on fire down there, and that last knee nearly cracked my pelvis. I can barely walk…” The boy interrupted, “just grab her tit. You beat the shit out of it., It’s ready to pop. Just get her first.”
DING Round 4
Mei-li managed a grin at her corner assistant as she struggled to stand and limped out toward center-ring, unable to stand fully upright from the pain in her crotch. The crowd seemed amazed that she had even managed to come out for the 4th round after being de-sexed by the cornerpost by Cindy’s friends. Naked and clearly hurt, unable to stand fully upright, she plodded out to meet Cindy, who tried a side kick and missed, leaving her open as Mei-li counter-punched landing a big right hook into Cindy’s belly, doubling her over and rattling her sore tits. Cindy doubled forward at the waist, allowing her tits to dangle beneath her, her nipples pointing striaght down at the ground.
Mei-li took advantage and started blasting uppercuts alternately into each of Cindy’s hanging hooters, her leathered fists digging up into Cindy’s already damaged tit flesh. Whap.. whap.. whap.. the sound of leather on moist fleshy fun bags resounded around the ring. Mei-li’s punches began to drive Cindy back toward her corner. As Cindy staggered back and brought her flailing arms in to guard her chest, Mei-li clocked her with a left hook to her right eye and a left hook to her right temple that drove her backwards into the ropes. Cindy arms flopped over the top rope for support, and Mei-li went back to work tenderizeing Cindy’s once-perky prized- possession tits, concentrating once again on Cindy’s left tit. Mei-li fired a series of left crosses and right hooks, bouncing the battered boob back and forth on Cindy’s chest, the right hooks to the outer portion of the swelling boob threatened to send fluid spitting from the distended nipple like a volacno about to erupt. Cindy’s left nipple again began to ooze a drop of clear fluid from her jutting nipple as it deformed to indent around Mei-li’s offending fist, but Mei-li’s next right hook to the fleshy outer portion of Cindy’s rebounding tit sent the mist spraying upward shimmering in the lights. The crowd as in awe of the amazing titty tenderizing.
As she was about to continue her boob destruction right in front of Cindy’s corner, someone yelled to get Mei-li’s attention. When she glanced up, a cheerleader just outside the ring shoved a camera forward into Mei-li’s face and flashed the ultra-bright flash straight into her eyes. Mei-li immediately staggered backward blinking her eyes rapidly, unable to see at all. The girls near Cindy’s corner started yelling for her to get off the ropes. Cindy managed to focus on the situation and drag herself in off the ropes, her left boob visibly leaking from the beaten nipple.
The girls supporting Cindy just kept yelling advice, “Punch her in the clit…if you can find it in all that bush! She has tits too, Cindy, payback is a bitch. Crush this nerd whore’s ovaris, Cin! Bash her in the baby maker, baby! She’s nothing… Crack open her cunnie!....just look at her!”
Wincing from my pain in her once-proud tits, Cindy seemed to take comfort from her friends as she dragged herself out to pusue her blinded opponent. She stalked her until Mei-li took a step back, parting her legs enough for Cindy to launch another kick up between them in to her hairy mound. The crowd gasped as Cindy’s kick thudded into Mei-li’s abused crotch and re-opened the cut on her left labia. Mei-li moaned in agony and sagged down onto her knees, looking pale, ill, and about to puke. Cindy stepped forward and drove her knee up into Mei-li unguarded left bare breast, crushing the small gland cruely into her chest. The crowd again quieted with the shear violence of the cruel knee strike. Mei-li was still unable to see and the knee strike drove her backwards, with her knees bent underneath her, leaving her hairy abused mound as the high point. The boy in Mei-li’s corner knew she was in trouble, “Oh crap, not in her snatch again! Oh.. right in the tit, that cheating bitch!”
Just then the bell sounded to end the round. But as usual, Cindy continued, balling up her right fist and launching a punch downward straight onto Mei-li’s bruised pubis. She was already winding up for another shot down into Mei-li’s hairy mound when the Frat Pres got to her to send her back to her corner to be welcomed by her cheering friends. Then the Frat pres had to help Mei-li up and guide her to her corner, still barely able to see. When they reached the corner, the Pres asked if she was able to continue. The assistant in her corner looked very worried. He wiped a streak of blood from her left inner thigh and pressed an icepack on the nasty bruise forming on the underside of her tiny left tit. He pushed the hair from her sweaty face and asked, “are you able to face that cheap-shotting cheating bitch again?” She managed a slight smile, “I can do this. I had her. Her left tit can’t take much more.” The boy nodded, “just stay far away from that corner and you’ll be fine. Bash her boob to a bloody pulp, baby. It’s already oozing meaning her milk ducts are compromised. Drive your knuckles square into her nip. The pain should be unbearable for her.” Mei-li nodded.
DING Round 5
The crowd went nuts as both fighters emerged slowly from their corners to once again faced each other center-ring. Neither fighter seemed in a hurry to engage. Cindy flicked a tentative kick up at Mei-li’s hairy mound, but it was easily avoided. Mei-li snapped a quick right jab at Cindy’s wobbly swollen left tit, but merely grazed the jutting nipple as Cindy pulled back in retreat.
Suddenly Mei-li changed tactics and instead of punching, reached out a clamped her right hand onto Cindy’s damaged left mammary gland. In response, Cindy whipped a low reaching right hand claw of her own onto Mei-li’s crotch and both fighters began to squeeze and claw at each other’s most vulnerable spots.
The two were locked in a brutal test of wills. Mei-li twisted and crushed Cindy’s injured boob, like trying to pop a water balloon with a one-handed grip. And Cindy gritted her teeth as she endured the severe pain in her tit, and stabbed her middle finger up inside Mei-li while scratching her thumbnail down across her swollen clitorus. Screams and cries of anguish filled the small ring. One of the screams came from Mei-li’s corner, “Pressure point.. Pressure point.. find some pressure point, baby!”
It seemed like forever before Mei-li heard and understood. But then she jabbed her left thumb up under the right underside of Cindy’s jawbone near the back by her neck, wrenching Cindy’s head back and up, thus releasing Cindy’s crotch claw grip. Cindy seemed unable to respond at all and was forced backwards into the ropes, leaning way back out of the ring in an attempt to get away from this thumb to her jaw. Mei-li moved to the ropes with her, and kept the pressure on, balling up her right fist to pound a punch into Cindy’s destroyed left boob, crushing her knuckes straight into the nipple driving it deep back into the fleshy mass. Cindy moaned as her left tit rebounded from the punch with the nipple again oozing fluid.
Next Mei-li enjoyed a little payback by bringing her knee up into Cindy’s undefended shaven crotch with a squishy SPLAT, in order bring her back in off the ropes. As Cindy pitched forward in off the ropes, Mei-li’s right fist was there to plow up and into the left bare boob, smearing it up toward Cindy’s left shoulder.
The boy in Mei-li’s corner was hopping up and down with encouragement, “Oh yeh, what a tit punch, that’ll do it, baby… atta way.. smack that tit right off her chest! Pop that puppy!”
Cindy’s head began to lull left and right as she seemed out on her feet, trapped against the ropes. Mei-li wanted to finish things, and began pumping her right fist into Cindy’s undefended left puffy gland. Cindy moaned, “Stop…no.. more…please…” as punch after punch ground up and in to the flapping mammary. The crowd quieted and the Frat President looked concerned, turning to those next to him asking, “My gawd, how much can her tit take?”
At last, Cindy’s eyes rolled up and back and her body went limp, as she passed out from the tit pain and slumped forward onto the ground at Mei-li’s feet. Frat Pres just watched for a second, “And she’s down… the tit punches were just too much for her.. looks like she’s done, dammit!”
The Frat President entered the ring signally for the bell and was followed immediately by the boy from Mei-li’s corner, “That’s was amazing. What a titty KO!” Mei-li, hurt and exhausted, nearly fell as her knees buckled, and the boy caught here just in time to prevent the collapse and helped her back to the corner. He then began to attend to her injuries in earnest. He sat her on a stool and opened her legs, finding the cut on her labia and cleaning it before administering more liquid bandage to close the cut. Mei-li winced from the stinging pain, still trying to recover her resting respiration rate. Next the boy moved his attention upward, pushing chemical ice bags onto her chest before offering her his jacket and warm-up pants, “You did great.”
Mei-li smiled, “It was close. She was very tough.” Mei-li heard a small group in crowd getting into a heated argument behind her corner. It seemed there was a group of ROTC students, mostly male, who had very much enjoyed seeing Mei-li’s body pounded low and Cindy’s perky puppies bashed in. But now they had gotten into discussion about women in the military. One guy was screaming, “ See.. see.. that’s why women should not be in combat… too many soft spots… the blonde’s tits just could not take it.” But the two female cadets with the group were not going to take that, “What? Are you kidding me, both of those girls took more than you and your saggy balls could ever take. Men would never had lasted that long! Did you not just see how that Asian girl took shot after shot to her muff and still won? That fight was awesome! It shows the power of fighting women.” The guys drowned her out, “Too soft.. too soft.. the blonde got KO’ed by a few tit shots! Her chest is the liability. Her’s .. and your’s.. if you even call those puny things of your’s tits!”
Meanwhile Cindy just lay there, flopped into the ring off the ropes, her battered boobs smashed under her. The boy with Mei-li got her up to standing and was about to help her out of the ring when he glanced back to see that no one had gone to help Cindy. He wishered to Mei-li, asking if he could have a moment to go help her and Mei-li was happy to wait and rest. The boy took more ice bags and propped Cindy up to a sitting position against the ropes, then pressed an ice bag above and blow her left tit and then wrapped them in place with ace bandage, essentially making an iced titty sling for her. He offered her some water too, and she began to come around. He didn’t have anything but the shirt on his back to help cover her up, so he offered that and she took it. Fortunately it was long enough to work like a nightshirt to cover her up. He then helped her to her corner and returned to escort Mei-li home.
After a week Cindy surprised Mei-li by finding her dorm room and visiting her, initially saying she hoped to return the boy’s shirt. But while there, Cindy also said that she was moving from the sorority because she was the target of their threats and she had been ostracized from the group because she had lost. The Sorority president, a big red head named Kayla, had promised to make her pay for embarrassing their sorority. Cindy had seen Kayla and her flunky vice president, Tina, following her from classes and practice, likely plotting a way to ambush her on her way home.
Mei-li accepted the boy’s, now her friend Tony’s, shirt and invited Cindy to stay with her until she found other accommodations outside the sorority. Cindy, now finding herself friendless, humbly accepted the offer and moved her things in the next day, with Tony’s help. Mei-li spent most of her spare time figuring how Cindy’s schedule and daily routes might provide Kayla and Tina a chance to ambush her. Then she learned that Cindy was still attending cheerleader practices, where Kayla and Tina were also present. Mei-li knew that it was this opportunity that Kayla would find a way to exploit. And so determined to stay in close touch with her particularly during those times.
Mei-li was right and within a week, Kayla had arranged for one of the sorority pledges, Veronica, to guard the women’s lockerroom to ensure privacy for her and Tina to implement their plan. Waiting outside the shower, while Cindy cleaned up after practice until Cindy emerged from the shower, Kayla and Tina jumped her. Tina grabbed Cindy’s arms and pinned them behind her back while Kayla stepped up and being to work over Cindy’s pendulous breasts, still bruised from her fight with Mei-li. While verbally berating Cindy for embarassing the sorority and humiliating the cheerleaders, Kayla drove her bare fists into Cindy’s breast meat, inspired by the crisp “smack” of her bare fists on the damp soft fleshy masses. Cindy began to cry out in agony as her injured boobs flopped left and right, her nipples poking out defiantly. But no one could hear. Tina continue to pin back Cindy’s arms as Kayla lowered her target and worked over Cindy’s abs, the lower into her bladder, eliciting grunts from the stricken girl. Finally Kayla took aim at Cindy’s damp denuded pussy, choosing to use her knee up into Cindy’s naked slit to maximize the impact. Kayla’s boney knee cracked up against Cindy’s most sensitive groin area, eliciting even more pained screams as Cindy begged her to stop. Cindy’s body was Kayla’s punching bag and now Kayla seemed to be trying to de-sex her.
Meanwhile, Mei-li and Tony, suspecting something was up when Cindy was late, immediately went to the lockerroom to find her. There they first saw Veronica blocking the door. Tony told Mei-li to continue inside while he began to speak with Veronica, “I know you’re not like Kayla and are just trying to fit in. You know what she’s doing is wrong. If you help us, you can make up for your mistake in judgment here. Just come with us find yourself on the right side of this situation, otherwise you will lose your shot with the sorority.” Veronica seemed to give it just a moment’s thought, and then nodded, following Tony inside.
Inside Mei-li saw Cindy being ravaged and yelled at Kayla to stop. Tony and Veronica were right behind. Tony spoke to Mei-li telling her to get Kayla while he took care of the bigger girl, Tina. Tony grabbed Tina from behind by the throat and leaned her head back, causing Tina to release Cindy’s arms. Cindy sagged down onto the shower floor. Tony spoke to Tina, “This is wrong and you know it. This is not you and this is not why you got into cheerleading. Cindy is going to help the sorority get back to its charter mission and core principles. You have a choice, join us now and help Cindy return the sorority to its ideals of community building and positive work for school spirit. Or go down with this queen of evil, and be ostrisized with her. I’ve seen you. You do not need this petty back biting and rivalries, you seem like a good person, pretty and bubbly who can help make this positive change. But you must choose right now. Help us or suffer Kayla’s fate with her.” Tina’s brow furrowed, and then she seemed to sense the truth of Tony’s words.
Mei-li jumped straight in to save Cindy, kicking Kayla in the back and kidneys to stop her assault on Cindy. By then, Tony as there with Veronica and Tina, and all of them grabbed Kayla by her arms and hair to subdue her. Mei-li stood in front of Kayla, scowling. Suddenly Cindy was standing there too, next to Mei-li. Naked and hurting, Cindy glared at Kayla, “This is over. You are done with your reign of agression. We are going to help the sorority return to its bylaws and stop this insanity.” Cindy then plowed her fists deep into Kayla’s breasts in retribution, bashing the large puffy boobs. She ripped open Kayla’s blouse so she could get at her large tits, lifting them out of the bra to access the bare flesh. The others just watched and held Kayla steady as Cindy wailed on Kayla’s wobbly orbs until suddenly a right uppercut to the left boob caused Kayla to squeal, her tit distorting bending the dangling sack so the nipple pointed outward 90 degree to the left. No one knew Kayla’s big tits were not natural, and the implant had now burst. Cindy stopped, transfixed by the sight of the distorted hooter. Then she smiled, “that will not look good in your cheerleader uniform, hon,” she quipped. Cindy nodded to Mei-li, then to Tony, and they released Kayla’s arms, as she sagged down to her knees clutched her broken booby.
Cindy grabbed Kayla’s bangs and lifted her head, “You are going back to the sorority house and pack your things immediately. You will leave today and will never set foot there again. You have lost and no one wants you there any more, right?” Cindy looked at Veronica and then Tina, who both nodded. Tina emphasizing her assent with a defiant kick to Kayla’s ass. They all then left Kayla there, alone to adjust to her fate. As they were leaving, Tony spoke again to Veronica and Tina, “Cindy is not intrested in taking over a leadership role in the sorority. But she is willing to serve up to 6 months as interim leader, on the premise that within that time an election based on the bylaws is conducted that does not include her as a candidate. That way she can objectively serve the interim role. Please consider taking this back to the girls, as a way forward.”
Kayla was humiliated and left the sorority as required, vowing her revenge on all of them.
