I haven't finished the story but since the art was done I wanted to write something for it. (story below picture)
You can find other Tara stories here:
The Queen Bitch Part 1 - "Double Trouble"The Queen Bitch Part 2 - "Desert Storm"The Queen Bitch Part 3 - "Assertive Assets"The Queen Bitch Part 4 - "Flashed"The Queen Bitch Part 5 - "Not So Tough"The Queen Bitch Part 6 - "Killer Instinct"
In a single devastating attack, Carmen ruined Tara's vintage nylon shorts. The dirty knee to her womanhood destroyed the fragile elastic entrusted to keep the sexy garment snug around her private parts. Tara flew back into the ropes as her skirt flew up just in time to show the shameless garment slide down her loins.
This wasn’t the first time that Tara’s opponent had wrecked her shorts. The last time it happened, Tara came so close to a humiliating nakedness that she almost lost the fight trying to cover up. The cure that time was knocking out the brazen blonde that dared to mess with her shorts. The prevention, Tara figured, would be another layer of unmentionables albeit a very small layer. What Tara didn’t figure was encountering a redhead more audacious than the blonde she had previously fought.
The colossal pain emanating from her crotch caused Tara's legs to go limp as she arched over the ropes, grasping onto them to avoid the drop. The formidable redhead then ripped open Tara’s costume exposing her beaten scantily clad chest to an entire room full of testosterone. Tara’s sweat turned cold as she felt her punished bladder start to stir in fear of what would happen next. With no resistance in sight, the brutal amazon rained blows down onto Tara’s beautiful face before tagging Tara’s gravity defying breasts with a few more powerful jabs.
The redhead backed off as Tara felt her own blood land on her throbbing breasts. The crowd was in full rage right now as they watch the newcomer toy with her opponent, in complete control of the fight.
Carmen reached underneath Tara’s dress and savagely ripped away Tara’s shiny blue panties leaving a stinging pain on her bare crotch where the thong had severed. The ensuing draft that blew over her trimmed womanhood was becoming a little too familiar for the proud undefeated champion, this being the second time in as many fights that she had felt it.
Fresh had always wondered how Tara would react to facing an opponent with a rack even more intimidating than hers. Tonight, he was finding out as his girl had failed to score even a single hit on the brutal redhead. Hoisted by her own petard, Tara remained hypnotized by the huge breasts in front of her.
Having disclosed Tara’s inadequacy, Carmen thrust her chest out proudly to enhance the contrast between Tara’s bruised 36DDD’s and her own leather clad 32GG’s, reminding everyone that them mismatch they were watching wasn’t solely limited to fighting skills.
Carmen continued to hold onto the sweaty torn undergarment, glimpsing at them briefly before shooting a disgusted look at her nervous opponent.
“Pathetic little bitch! Real women don’t wear panties”.
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