So, since the story got mistakenly moved to Men v Men section (because it contained the word 'cockfight') despite none of the participants being men, I figured I'd repost it here.
Erected Roses: Aisha vs Dixie (Futa/Dickgirl Cockfight Story)
A Futanari Cockfight Story between Dixie Clements and Aisha from Rumble Roses
Note that this story is of now, incomplete and was copied from an old piece I was working on years ago (back in high school). I've brushed it off and polished it up some, with a short addition at the end to turn it into a semi-decent cliffhanger. Though I know where I want to go with it, I'm not vexed with trying to complete it, however, I may try working on bits of it later if there's any interest.
Since entering the world of Futa Fighting, Dixie Clements had rapidly rocketed to the top of the ranks, securing her claim to the championship and had gone undefeated to the point of going unchallenged for ages.
That had all changed once Aisha joined the Erected Roses.
At five foot eleven, one thirty-eight pounds, and possessing preposterous twelve and a half inch cock, the ebony superstar from Atlanta outgunned the once unrivaled Texas cowgirl by a solid inch. Fans had anticipated an epic cockfight for the ages. However, while Aisha would have enjoyed nothing more than to make a spectacle out of her opponent, she instead opted out, going for an uncontested curb-stomp.
Though the match began innocuously enough, things soon took a turn when Aisha rushed the cowgirl to wrap her in a bear-hug. “That ain’t gon’ work here…” the Texan drawled condescendingly, grinning through gritted teeth as she writhed in the hold, “Ain’t no tapping to these kind of attacks.”
However, Aisha seemed unperturbed by this fact, answered pointedly, “Ain’t trying to make you tap.” The clash of the two Southern accents only underscored the disparity between the two futa fighters… and what was soon to come. Keeping her grip secured around Dixie’s waist, Aisha began grinding her hips into Dixie’s. “It’s to keep you trapped.”
It was then that Dixie felt Aisha’s erection roar to life as it ground into hers and she fully understood what the black woman meant by keeping her trapped. “Well if a grindin’ is what you want to go for, I’ll oblige.” Dixie confidently responded, shoving her more than respectable eleven inches of massive meat up into Aisha’s ebody shaft.
In terms of sheer size, Dixie technically held the advantage, her extra half inch of girth resulting in an overall greater volume in comparison to Aisha. ‘Length, and only length is the one area where I’m outmatched,’ the Texan thought to herself, but within moment's of starting the shaft-to-shaft grinding, she realized that she’d overlooked a critical statistic. Rigidity.
Even if Aisha didn’t eclipse Dixie’s dick in length, the black woman’s shaft was incomparably harder than the Texan’s softwood slugger. In all her prior matches, the sheer size and weight of her shaft had been enough to knock any opposing cocks into mincemeat. But against Aisha, she realized that while her own member had diameter, it lacked density.
It was a realization that came too late as Aisha began to thrust her harder cock into Dixie’s. Grunting at the sensation of her mammoth meat forcibly pressed against her body, its head nestling snugly between her huge breasts, the buxom cowgirl tried to grind back and give the chocolate bombshell a run for her money in this race to climax…
Except, Aisha wasn’t thrusting against Dixie to try and rile up her erection, rather, she simply pressed her hips forward while continuously tightening her hold around her opponent’s waist. This increasing the pressure got Dixie to grind her teeth in agony, but she wouldn’t give the woman the pleasure of hearing her groan. Instead, with her jaw clenched, tried taunting Aisha, “What’s a matter A? Scared of going for something more spectacular?”
This challenge to the superstar’s usually more bombastic maneuvers fell on deaf ears however as Aisha simply continued to grind her dick into Dixie’s. The cowgirls cock was in dire straights now, and throbbed painfully with every pulse. She could practically feel Aisha’s hard black rod sinking into her meat for some deep tissue tenderizing.
Dixie thrashed desperately in Aisha's grip, but the agony of her hulking cock diluted her efforts. She needed to escape... not just to win, but to survive! Her dick would break under this kind of pressure.
