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Shadow Enterprises Platform Peril Waifu Strip Fight Tournament Two: Round Three Fight Four
31. Kate Rosen vs 31. SJ
It was a sizzling hot day on Pongeo Island for the last Elite Eight matchup. The two topless boxers and massive underdogs in the tournament, Kate and SJ, had fought many times before with neither woman always winning. The German with short blonde hair, SJ, was ready to fight and holding a grudge. She danced around on the balls of her feet in her blue and white boots atop the blue fighting platform several stories above lake water. SJ wanted blood, and had made several requests for this fight, which Kate had accepted. SJ was a little shorter than Kate, but confident in her training, her abs, speed, strength, and ability to kill her rival.
“Wooeee!” RoboMic shouted from the commentators’ box. “Topless already! I love it! They both got some big ‘ole titties!”
“As you can see,” the Critic said, “there are ropes around the perimeter of the fighting platform so there will be no ring outs today. This will be a strictly boxing affair between the German and the Brit. The Shadow has taken the form of the British referee, Sophie, from Kate and SJ’s world and will stay in the ring the entire fight.”
The Shadow as Sophie was topless with short black hair and piercing eyes. She had huge melons and wore a black and white striped thong. The incredibly fit bodies, perfect tight asses, big breasts, and pretty faces of SJ and Kate had fans accepting their improbable runs in this tournament even though they weren’t dazzling anyone with super powers. They didn’t have any. The Shadow could project any image she wanted, and there was more to it than that, but for this story’s purpose, the Shadow looked just like Sophie. The Critic had a well trimmed beard and neat and lean appearance as opposed to the big fat slob with sunglasses, RoboMic. The Critic was British, and felt akin to Kate and Sophie from the alternate world.
There were three cruise ships docked underneath the fighting platform instead of the usual two with one for each fighter. Kate Rosen leaped onto the wooden dock with her gold and white boxing gloves tied and around her neck. They bounced atop her giant jugs. The fit bisexual brunette always had her brown hair in a ponytail. She often sported some insane six pack abs, but SJ’s belly was looking leaner and more fight ready on this blazing hot day. Kate’s bikini bottoms thong had gold straps and white cloth that got lost between her sinfully sexy buttocks. The gloves on her chest put extra heat there, getting perspiration puddles in her cleavage. Shadow Enterprises healings and technology could make a woman’s breasts a lot bigger, smaller, or different by choice, but Kate hadn’t been doing that. She was the perfect amount of busty and fit for the tastes of some with no abs on display yet. She thought her abs might show up when she got her gold mouthguard full of serum in it though from Sophie/the Shadow up in the ring. Kate also had been given a device that looked like a giant vacuum, the Shadow Enterprises Cosmetic Healing and Outfit Modulator (SECHAOM) which helped her change outfits and appearance with a scan of the machine over her body. Different looks and styles for Kate and SJ with this machine had already been posted as promos for the fight, but the babes looked great just the way they were.
“Don’t bother to bring that up here,” SJ shouted. The Shadow amplified SJ’s voice. “Even if you look different, I’ll still hate you and want to kill you!” Fans cheered. Kate rolled her eyes and handed the machine off to a burly healer named the Farmhand. The male model healers here were all very attractive, but something about the serum and Pongeo Island brought out the woman lover in Kate. Kate had been dating a short but tough anime looking guy with spiky green hair who boxed named Max, and she missed him, but she was hoping to have at least one fun Pongeo relationship and or hookup. She was interested in showing Max and Yumi this island too. Yumi was a red headed boxer, and sometimes Kate was a sucker for redheads.
The third cruise ship docked underneath the fighting platform had Tina, Honoka, and Hitomi on it. Tina wanted to fuse with SJ again, but the blonde boxer wasn’t having it. A fusion would give SJ/Tina the clear advantage as the overall strength increased with fusion. Kate had won the belt that SJ invented a few times and perhaps used it without SJ’s permission in fights SJ hadn’t okayed. Kate hadn’t thought it was that big of a deal, but SJ hated Kate now. The tension was thick. Kate had lost to SJ wearing this very outfit before in a belt match, and she certainly felt butterflies now. Tina and Honoka the pink haired gal were topless on the ship. Hitomi wore a pink bikini and pink headband. Kate waved to them and said, “Looking good, girls! Hitomi and Honoka, I see you two boxing at the gym all the time. Let’s workout together!”
“Let’s not,” Hitomi said. Kate puffed her cheeks. That was kind of rude. Honoka looked excited about it. All the DOA girls were crazy busty. Honoka was somehow bigger than Tina. Kate felt her own chest was OMG big like she was a DOA girl too.
“So cool you beat 18, Hitomi,” Kate said. “I’m all for SJ fusing with Tina to make this exciting! You wanna fuse with me, Hitomi?!” Honoka giggled and clapped. “We can stay fused for some… sexy celebration afterward too!”
“No, no!” Hitomi said, pulling Honoka away. “We’re doing so good! No cheating! It’s not ok… fusion and stuff! Fuck off, Kate, or I’ll kick your ass!”
Kate blushed and tried not to take it personally. Maybe Germans just didn’t like her. Kate wasn’t trying to cheat against SJ or anyone in a fight. Tina laughed and winked at Kate. Kate shook her head, put on her boxing gloves, and rode the red mini platform up to the fighting area. The fans seemed to like the idea of the fusion, but Kate assumed it wasn’t going to happen. SJ stared daggers at Kate. The Shadow as Sophie looked great. Kate ducked the ropes clumsily. Her big tits were split by the twine and the rope dug into her pussy as she’d made a fast and poor attempt to get through. SJ scrunched her nose in disgust.
“Kate boxes with a lot of power and corners people or knocks them against the ropes,” the Critic said, “so allowing the fighting area to be ringed in is perhaps a bad decision on her part, but SJ is fast and feisty. Fans certainly want to see a long, good fight.”
“I’ll punch her through or break the ropes,” Kate said, grinning.
“Some fantasy,” SJ said. “I hope seeing all this reminds you of the ratchet loser you are. Sophie walloped you and sat on your face.”
“And what a nice ass and body that was,” Kate said. “That was a good fight.” Kate hugged the Shadow/Sophie and said, “We’re both Brits. You can stay on the platform for any of my fights, Dr. Ribiero, looking like Sophie as you do now or the sexy Brazilian lady you are.” Kate kissed the Shadow on the lips. Fans cheered. Something felt off about the Shadow to Kate. SJ cleared her throat, stomped her foot, and slugged Kate in the back.
“Let’s get this fight started,” the Shadow said, holding out the two mouthguards with serum. The two busty babes touched gloves and then had to bend down to get the boxing guards in their mouths from Sophie’s hands. SJ bopped up into Kate’s chin. Serum and saliva went into the air, over the Shadow, and onto Kate’s bosoms. The mouthguard hit the mat. Kate sat down with her legs apart and showed great flexibility to lean down and get her mouth to the canvas to get the gold guard back in. Then Kate stood tall, sucking in what was left of the serum. SJ rammed her perky rack into Kate’s big mounds. “Did you get enough serum?” the Shadow asked. Kate shrugged and nodded. She felt her adrenaline and energy spiking. SJ’s abs stood out.
A bell rang to signal the start of the fight. Kate wasn’t used to that here. The blonde, SJ, started things off with a right hook to Kate’s belly. Kate backed up and blocked. Kate had a tendency to leave her abs and tummy open in the heat of the moment. It was better than getting your head knocked off most of the time, but you could be knocked out from several shots to the gut too. SJ’s blue and white gloves smacked into the leather of Kate’s gloves with serious force. Kate remembered accidentally punching Sophie in the chest in one of their fights. Seeing Sophie was a bit of a distraction. Kate’s body took a few glancing blows from SJ. Kate used her strength and length to land a big right handed jab to SJ’s jaw.
“Hug!” RoboMic suggested. “Titfight! Strip!”
Kate used her power to push SJ backwards. SJ blocked well. Sweat flew. Kate’s glove plowed into SJ’s abs. SJ grimaced and went for a big haymaker. Kate evaded. SJ’s glove went over Kate’s shoulder. Kate grinned and hooked a punch near SJ’s kidney. To be fair, Sophie had huge tits, and so did Kate. Kate wasn’t even upset when SJ bopped her fun bags. Kate rammed a glove into the side of SJ’s head. SJ’s back was at the ropes. The blonde babe arched her back. Then she raised her leg and blasted her blue and white boot into Kate’s pussy. Kate’s bikini bottoms formed a hot wet wedgie. Kate shoved SJ, but wanted to stay on the attack. She stepped right into a punch that nailed her in the eye. That was going to swell.
The brunette with the ponytail chewed her mouthguard to the side to be able to say, “Are we boxing or kickboxing?!” SJ glared. She punched Kate in the quad. Kate drilled SJ in the eye. SJ bounced off the ropes, ducked, covering her head, and sidled. She kicked Kate’s ankle. The topless brunette gave up her belly to guard high as she stumbled. Her abs clenched from the left right combo of punches. Kate slugged SJ in the flank, but her gold and white glove slid off the sweaty succulent body of the short haired blonde. Kate moved her mouthguard back in place with her tongue, thinking about the times she’d French kissed with the redhead, Yumi. This helped Kate get in a groove and duck low, avoiding a hook aimed at her eye. Kate felt SJ’s breath escape after landing a blow to the German’s tummy.
SJ cursed and clenched her teeth around the blue and white guard. She hugged the taller and slightly more powerful fighter in a clinch. The sun was blazing hot and the topless boxers were covered in sweat. SJ docked her perky mounds atop Kate’s rack as the brunette broke free of the hug. Kate was feeling hot in more ways than one. SJ kneed her rival in the crotch. In SJ’s mind, Kate was already the dirtiest traitor to take and fight with SJ’s property, and Kate was a nasty slut to boot! SJ expected a retaliation cuntbust, but it never came. She blocked a punch that Kate threw. SJ saw perspiration pooling Kate’s cleavage. She socked Kate in the underboobs. The brunette’s fun bags flopped up, flicking sweat into her eyes. SJ punched Kate’s blocking hands to the side. The lithe blonde girl didn’t pursue her faltering foe with her hands, but with her feet. SJ spun with an impressive and sexy kick showcasing her sculpted leg and tight buns. Her blue and white boot hit Kate in the eye that was trying to heal, splitting skin open. Kate kept that eye closed to allow the blood to seep down. SJ walloped Kate in the belly button. The fighter with the ponytail, hunched over, trying to keep her mouthguard in with her tongue. SJ cocked back her arm and delivered the KO punch to the jaw. The gold mouthpiece went out.
The busty model clad in gold bikini bottoms forgot there were ropes and just went with the momentum of the knockdown. She fell onto her side. Her big sweaty breasts left wet marks on the blue mat. Her abs, muscles, and buns were still tight. “She’s down!” RoboMic said. “Come on, SJ! We gotta have one blonde advance! Strip her! Kill her!”
The Shadow began a ten second count, “One. Two.”
Kate wriggled over to her mouthguard while still on her side, watching SJ pump her fists. Kate’s swollen and bloody eye was smearing liquids all over the mat. Kate sucked up her teeth protector, and reached out for the ropes. SJ snarled and kicked Kate in the ribs. This stopped the Shadow’s count. The taller fighter grimaced and flailed into the twine. She got her arms and elbows down to block the next kick aimed at her body. Kate sat against a turnbuckle pole, squinting as her thigh got stomped. SJ rammed her knees into Kate’s body. The babe with the ponytail took two patella strikes of breast punishment, cratering her massive tan mounds with the impact spots right on the nipples. Then SJ’s knees hit Kate in the neck and collar. Kate growled and forced herself to her feet, shoving SJ with all her might. The babe in the blue bikini bottoms went a little airborne from the gloves pushing up into her armpits. SJ landed.
This was the moment Kate was sure she had the boxing ability and strength to win. She knew that in a battle against Korra, the Avatar would likely have much better strength and duration. Kate could kick, do a little karate, and wrestle as well as any amateur, but she still felt that none of that was necessary. She closed in on SJ with surprising speed. Kate plowed her glove into SJ’s areola. SJ’s eyes watered. The blonde fired for Kate’s head, clipping the brunette’s ear. Kate clobbered SJ in the kidney with a left hook and felt spittle hit her hot body. SJ’s mouthguard was loose. SJ scrunched her nose, expecting a blow to the chin. Instead, Kate arched her swing up and around, plowing gold and white leather into SJ’s eye. SJ winced and caught Kate with a stinger directly to the nose. It hurt, but Kate stayed on the attack, burying her powerful right into SJ’s swelling eye. Now they could match squinting at one another.
SJ evaded Kate for a while, being light on her feet and making the heavier and more top heavy lass give chase. SJ used the ropes for extra speed and momentum. There were plenty of punches thrown and almost all of them blocked. RoboMic began to get restless and boo. “Fusion or strippy time now!” RoboMic said.
His loud projected comment made Kate lose her concentration for a moment, and that gave SJ the opening to rock Kate’s mandible. The big bruiser stumbled. She put her arms up and took some flank and belly abuse, getting impressive blind blocks with her elbows. The stomach damage still amounted and bruised. She couldn’t keep getting belted and buckled without dropping her guard. SJ tried to break Kate’s nose with an uppercut. She hit Kate’s face, but didn’t get the desired carnage. Kate nicked SJ across the cheek. SJ stomped Kate’s knee. The British model gnashed her chompers onto her retainer. Her huge melons dangled with her sexy body bent. SJ sprinted behind Kate and kicked her in the back. The Golden Tiger (Kate’s boxing nickname at one time) arched like she needed to leap. Her sweaty orbs protruded. She turned around to take a kick to the teat. Kate was sick of SJ kicking and aimed a punch for the blonde’s quad, even though that was too low to aim for boxing. Kate hit her mark, but so did SJ.
WHAM! A right hook knocked Kate’s gold mouthpiece loose. Blood and saliva dribbled from the plastic curled over her busted lips. Kate looked surprised and pissed off. She threw a jab. SJ leaned way back, using the ropes for support to dodge. Then SJ sprang into motion and delivered a haymaker to spray crimson. Fans cheered. Kate’s eyes rolled. Her legs went stiff and she toppled over, going down on her side, and then flopping onto her front. Drone cameras zoomed in on Kate quivering. She had a wedgie and her toned ass was partially raised as she tried to summon the will to get up. The Shadow as Sophie began another count, inching close and waving her arms. The topless image of the short black haired Brit Sophie that the Shadow showed was enticing, but most eyes were on the downed damsel. There was too much weight on Kate’s chest. Every angle of her was erotic. She couldn’t quite get to her knees, blinking and looking around for her mouthguard to no avail.
“SJ’s using some sense to not attack again right away,” the Critic said.
“Nine. … Ten!” The Shadow/Sophie said. “That’s one knockdown point for SJ!”
Kate got to her knees, feeling a bit upset. She gathered the mouthguard and put it in. Then SJ stomped on Kate’s spine, flattening her. The busty broad turned over. SJ stomped Kate in the face. Kate got her arms up. SJ kicked Kate in the back of the head. “I guess we’re not boxing at all anymore,” the Critic said. Kate squirmed and writhed, unfortunately leaving her face open to get stomped. The pretty woman held off screaming due to biting her mouthguard. The stomps tore skin, but the kicks really sent the scarlet flying.
Finally, Kate barreled her shoulder into SJ’s leg to try and get up. SJ wrapped her legs around Kate’s neck and dragged her to the ground as she sat. The blonde’s pert buns barely touched the mat as she went for a neck snapping headscissors. Kate choked and struck at SJ’s legs first. They were close to the ropes as Kate lost Oxygen. She punched the platform with both hands, and used her remaining ab strength to get her feet flat on the blue padded floor. Kate sort of placed and dropped SJ’s body up the rungs of ropes until Kate was fully able to stand. Kate jammed her arms down over the ropes. The twine burned and rubbed her sideboobs raw as she thrashed and tried to launch SJ over the top. SJ’s tailbone hit a turnbuckle twice. Her legs were sweaty and cramped. She unclenched her thighs. SJ hopped off Kate. SJ had a little room to land and not fall off. Kate turned around, not expecting SJ to be headed for the water, and that was a good thing. SJ pushed down on the top ropes and sprung over, trying to kick Kate in the face. Kate dove on the ground to avoid it. She rolled head over heels and popped back up to the balls of her feet.
“The action is heating up now,” RoboMic admitted. The fan volume indicated that too.
The short haired German tried to kick her foe. Kate parried and pushed SJ’s blue and white boot down. SJ aimed a right hook for Kate’s eye. The gloved glanced a cut on Kate’s cheek. Kate launched an uppercut that hit SJ’s throat and chin. SJ blinked, choked, and sputtered. She used the thumbs on her gloves to grab Kate’s head. She wanted to knee Kate in the face, but settled for the belly button. Kate dropped to a knee, barely keeping her mouthguard in. SJ nodded and looked down at her prey with tired glee. SJ wound up. Kate bolted up and rocketed an uppercut into SJ’s jaw. Kate twirled like a ballerina. SJ was completely blindsided and fell onto her ass with a short moment of unconsciousness. The Shadow/Sophie began a count. Kate winked and blew a kiss to her. The Shadow only got to five. SJ tried to kick out Kate’s ankle. Kate backed up and summoned SJ forward with her glove.
SJ rushed in. She threw a hammer punch at Kate’s eye. Kate deflected that and got the crown of her head clipped. Kate wasn’t sure how much serum there was or had been in her mouthguard, but she was in a flow state and accessing her best strength and overall ability now. Her next punch seemed too smooth like a stroke through water, but her glove dented SJ’s cheek and face. SJ flailed and tried to kick to no avail. That gave fans nice crotch shots though. SJ stepped forward, refusing to acknowledge the fact that Kate could be gaining momentum and wasn’t on her last gasp. Kate stepped forward to punch, drilling SJ in the jaw. Dark red plasma and a blue and white mouthguard shot out projectile fashion, slapping into the corner pole. SJ toppled over onto her side and then onto her front, presenting her glorious peach bottom in the sexy blue and white thong bottoms. Both chicks were so fit and tan.
“Can we turn the Shadow Metal on for Round Three?” Kate joked, trying to keep her mouthguard like a tongue, but she lost it laughing.
“Neither fighter has any powers,” The Shadow felt the need to explain, just in case. “Six. Seven.” The Shadow blushed due to the delay in the count, but SJ was not getting up before ten. She took a full thirty seconds before she even unclenched her ass.
“Yeah, something got stuck up there pretty tight,” Kate said. “I think we can still be friends after this though.” SJ groaned and shook her head. She motioned for the Shadow. The topless Brit in the zebra striped bottoms squatted to help SJ with her mouthguard. Kate said, “There’s gotta be someone out there who would fuse with me, if we want to do that. You know, SJ, I was never trying to take your property! I was trying to hype you and us! We’ve fought so much and it’s always a good match. Last time we fought in these outfits, I didn’t have the heart to get up and go for your belt again.”
“It’s obvious why no one will fuse with you,” SJ said. Then she sucked her mouthguard in. She glared at Kate. For many fighters, and especially Kate, digesting serum was slow. Kate had not gotten her serum boost quickly at all. Now that she had it, she looked like a way higher ranked fighter than SJ who had wasted lots of energy running around, evading, or being angry, etc. Both women were fit and had trained well, but both of Kate’s wins had been more impressive and more trying for her and her body. When she had healed, that all had helped her become stronger. SJ didn’t even try to kick at this point. She punched Kate right in the groin. Kate furrowed one brow. She punched SJ in the heart. SJ’s body looked to have a hiccup. Kate cornered SJ.
The topless blonde flinched like she thought she was going to be kicked. Kate kicked the ropes. SJ was hesitant to back into the ropes due to that. SJ threw a wild punch, blasting the side of one of Kate’s picture perfect hooters. Kate’s gold glove shimmered as it rocked SJ’s world, connecting with her temple. It was practically lights out for the blonde again. SJ tried to hug Kate and stomped her. Kate punched up into SJ’s chin. The blonde’s body straightened. Her picturesque form shivered in the moment of the KO. Kate landed a body blow to SJ’s spleen, and then powered both gloves into SJ’s shoulders. The blonde planned to bounce off and attack again, getting a final wind to go berserk — only the ropes broke from Kate’s power.
“F-FUCK!” SJ cried. “NOO!!” The blonde boxer fell backwards over the ledge. Kate winked, looking down at her losing rival. SJ threw several angry punches and kicks in the air as she fell like a spoiled child throwing a temper tantrum. She hit the water at a very awkward angle and hurt herself that way too.
Although SJ had originally planned on challenging that a ring out should not be a point in this match, when she tried to climb the ladder to get back to the dock, there was too much pain in her body. She’d thrown out her back. She was exhausted. She barely got up to the dock at all, and passed out. “SJ has no energy left,” the Critic said. “Kate Rosen advances to the semifinal!”
“You would like that, you limey bastard,” RoboMic said, pouting. “You’re British.”
The Critic changed the view of RoboMic’s phone from Healers attending to SJ to the zoom in shots of Kate’s tits. “You like Kate too,” the Critic said.
“O hells yeah!” RoboMic said. “Titties!”
“And now for a costume change!” Kate said, taking off her thong. RoboMic spilled his Mountain Dew, hooting and hollering happily. Kate had forgotten that she hadn’t brought the SECHAOM up to the mini platform, and was glad she hadn’t kicked her bottoms over the edge. In retrospect, a nude dive into the water might’ve been less humiliating than bending over to put her gold thong back on, but this certainly put mesmerized eyes on the bodacious brunette. Whether she was incredibly lucky due to the way the bracket shaped up alphabetically, or whether she was just really underranked, Kate had made it to the final four as rank 31; tied for last. It was an epic Cinderella story, but there was a tan buff Avatar ready to crush fairy tail dreams and to prove herself as a champ waiting next.
Kate hugged and kissed the Shadow, and felt like her mind was being tricked into thinking the Shadow felt normal and was a good kisser. Kate looked puzzled. The Shadow said, “I won’t fuse with you. I prefer fighters to be hands off with me.”
“Won’t happen again,” Kate said, wrapping up in a towel, but that was kind of a hollow statement. If she had the chance again with the Shadow not pretending to be someone else, now she really wanted to try it! There was so much interesting about Pongeo Island and Shadow Enterprises! The Healing liquids sprayed onto Kate by healers gave Kate the endurance to talk to fans after the match, DOA girls, and more. By the time she hit her hotel in Seacampus though, she was out like a light or a reveler who drank too much on St Patrick’s Day.
