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Published: 2016-11-13 14:00:42 +0000 UTC; Views: 32922; Favourites: 221; Downloads: 0
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It took four men to land a blow at this feroucious opponent, but she barely felt it and it just meant more fun for hermodels by XkammyX
characters property of Tecmo Koei/Team Ninja
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Absolutely adore this lady's lovely outfit. If I saw her in the ring, I'd sign up for a couple of rounds and take my lumps!
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She looked out to the now silent audience...
The cheers before the fight had been raucous with the crowd excited to see four of MMAs greatest fighters square up against one another in two teams of two.
The fighters themselves had been promised outrageous sums should they win the fight, and consequently had spent several months training in their teams to give themselves every possible chance of victory.
The bill for the fight was stated as the four fighters and as so often happens a "Special Guest" was added to the bottom of the bill in much smaller text, and nobody had taken the slightest bit of notice.
The four fighters were introduced into the ring one by one and were too focused on the upcoming bout to pay any attention to who they assumed to be the ring girl.
The referee gathered the four together and started the prematch talk with some guidance about how the fight should proceed.
"The fight will proceed 3 minutes at a time but there is to be no limit on the number of rounds this evening - the team with the last person standing will win."
"No contender is to leave the ring until the conclusion of the fight. Any fighter doing so will forfeit the match for their team." The so-called ring girl loitered behind them casually putting on her long black gloves.
"Let's make it a good clean fight!", the ref finished on, and with that the room fell darker and some theatrical lights started moving around the room accompanied by cheering.
Over the speaker system, the announcer started a final intro. "In the black corner, weighing in at 220 pounds, Steve May" The crowd cheered as he held his hands up and strolled over to his corner and started shadow boxing.
"Also in the black corner, weighing in at 235 pounds, Greg Smith", the announcer continued, and Greg made it over to Steve and they high-fived.
"The third fighter, weighing in at 215 pounds, Marco Sanchez". Marco turned and started to walk to the opposite corner as the first two guys, but stopped as someone grabbed his wrist.
He turned around and looked for who it was but had to tilt his head down to see her. "Black corner", she said. He paused to consider what to do before the announcer confirmed her suggestion.
"And finally in the black corner, weighing in at 250 pounds, Jack Sullivan", who slowly made his way to the corner and joined the other three. They started discussing what the hell was going on.
A drumroll started over the speakers and the lights went out altogether. "And now", the announcer said, slowly for effect, "in the red corner, weighing in at 125 pounds, Nyotengu."
The lights came on incredibly brightly and dazzled all but one person in the room. As people one by one could see properly, there was a strange atmosphere developing in the room with plenty of gasps from the audience.
Her opponents were bewildered as she stared them down from the opposite corner of the ring with her hands on her hips and a smirk on her face. The ref moved to another corner of the ring and as a bell rang out he gestured that the fight had started.
She purposefully strode to their corner and squared up to them. The air was filled with noise of discussion and a little cheering and booing. As she stood before them, the peculiarity of the situation really came into focus.
She was much slimmer than all of them, and nearly a foot shorter than the tallest of them. She lurched forward towards one of them who was seemingly daydreaming a bit, and she landed a punch on his stomach.
The force of her punch blindsided them all as he was sent backwards onto the ropes and gasping for air. The other three looked to where she was and saw her now stood in the middle of the ring beckoning them towards her.
The first of them had seen red and wanted to end this fight before it had begun. He sprinted towards and lead with his shoulder. She sidestepped his advance a split second before his impact but left out an arm.
The man collided with her slender outstretched arm on his chest, and onlookers recoiled as his huge body contorted around her seemingly stationery and very feminine arm, and he fell to the floor like a rag doll. She laughed and stared at the two opponents she was yet to meet before slowly lowering her arm to her side.
The two decided to split up and approach her on differing sides. They both sprung on her from their respective sides and grabbed an arm each. They dwarfed her in scale and foolishly thought they might in power.
Despite bringing their numerical advantage, using both of their arms each and their momentums, they found her arms immovable. Their out of breath friend from the beginning of the fight was now ready to exact some revenge.
He stomped across the mat towards her not realising the trouble his teammates were having in subduing her. He stood before and gazed down as she looked up. A grin filled her face which enraged him and he launched into a succession of punches to her stomach.
The audience glared on as three massive men tried to dominate this small woman and failed so spectacularly. She waited until the man finished his volley of hits and she let out a laugh and shook her head.
The man who'd been punching looked to behind her and noticed his teammate out cold for the first time. With a casual flick of her hands, she pushed both of the men trying to hold her away and grabbed her punching attacker by the neck with one hand.
He felt her hand squeezing and he instinctively grabbed at her arm to break free but it was no good. She stepped forward until her chest met his stomach and he looked with terror into her eyes so full of enthusiasm.
She lifted her hand up slowly and he felt powered upwards with an inevitability. She reached as high into the air as she could and went up onto her tiptoes. The man adjusted his grasp on her arm to take his weight as he felt his outstretched feet slipping against the floor and separate altogether.
The men she had thrown stood up in terror as they watched their friend go limp. She casually tipped her hand backwards and let him fall to the floor. It was now her turn to attack again and she made for them without hesitation.
One of the remaining two decided it was time for him to escape but found her sudden grasp around the back of his neck most persuasive in getting him to stay.
The other man was slightly braver and took his opportunity to put her in a sleeper hold but as he tightened his grasp around her neck he was perturbed to find that not only was she entirely unaffected as he powered into her neck using the strength of both his arms, she was also bringing yowls of pain from his teammate with one of her delicate hands.
She walked to the other side of the ring with both of them in tow. She reached each of the already unconscious men and dragged them to the centre of the ring without even the merest of trouble, and she placed one on top of another.
The man held captive in her hand was growing exhausted from the pain and felt his vision closing in. Before long she placed his body on her pile of conquered opponents as he went out cold. She flipped him over onto his back like he was a piece of paper.
The fourth man had still been awkwardly trying to incapacitate her but decided to release his grasp. She deliberately turned to face him, stepped forwards, and stared confidently up into his eyes.
They shared the briefest of moments before she grabbed up onto his shoulders and casually turned him around so his back faced her, much as he resisted. He felt her hand under his shorts as she single-handedly lifted him onto her shoulders with a dizzying ease.
His arms and legs flailed out wildly as she held him securely by the neck and at the front of his shorts. She sat on the pile of her conquests and smiled to herself, playfully kicking up her leg as his whole body fought to break free from her indifference.
She looked out to the now silent audience and drank in the feeling as men of all shapes and sizes deferred to her gaze and looked away immediately as she glanced upon them. She was curious what to do next but for now more than happy to bask in the situation of a room full of men overcome by her intimidation.
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It wasn't what they expected as an outcome. She is so freaking awesome!
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Another great addition to your stable of pictures. The harder the squeeze, the louder the scream is what comes to mind with this one.
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