Anna vs Elsa 95-110 (extra long edition) (Patreon)

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Elsa could barely hold on without falling down. Anna grabbed Elsa by the hair and intended to put an end to her obnoxious sister, once and for all.

*THUMP*

But Elsa's persistence was as strong as the ice she created. The moment Anna's glove struck her cheek, the Ice Queen's left hand retaliates by pounding Anna's stomach.

“Aghh!”

“Gugh!”

Neither fighter could come to their senses.

Anna was clutching her battered stomach and moaning, and Elsa's eyes were unfocused from the effects of her rattled brain. For about a minute, the two buxom boxers managed to recover from their groggy state by leaning on each other.

"Fucking slut…"

"Cunty whore…"

Both brawlers leaned against each other's guard, and they no longer even had the strength to stand on their own two legs.

Cursing each other's stubbornness with hisses, their mouths now missing their mouthguards, the women pushed against each other roughly, leaving a pocket that had basically zero distance.

*THUD*

Anna's hook broke through the tight guard and struck Elsa's face. Elsa let out a moan and immediately threw Anna's head back with an uppercut.

They punched and punched each other's chins, breasts, faces, and abs.

The sight of them hitting each other with only the strength of their arms and shoulders now seemed more like an outpouring of pure hatred for each other than like boxing.

However, a punch without weight could not deliver a decisive blow that would bring down the other.

Anna's uppercut penetrated Elsa's guard as Elsa punched her in the side of her vulnerable stomach.

At that moment, Elsa's arms wrapped around Anna's gloves.

“Gotcha…” Elsa snarled.

“You bitch..! Let go..!” Anna hurriedly tried to pull her hand away, but Elsa's strength refused to allow her to slip free.

“You fucking whore!” With Anna's hands bound with her arms, Elsa's left hand swung behind her, slamming into Anna's stomach.

“Ugggnnghghgnnn….!”

Anna's face turned pale with pain. Her stomach, which had already been heavily attacked, could no longer defend itself through tightening her abdominal muscles. Like soft jelly, her stomach was simply lurched inwards from every mighty blow.

"Fucking *THUD* take *THUD* it *THUD* all *THUD* you *THUD* stupid *THUD* skank! *THUD!”

Elsa's fist slammed into Anna's stomach again and again. Anna opened her mouth as if she was going to scream, but made no sound other than a sound of a meat bag being pounded.

Anna felt her guts practically breaking. Her eyes rolled up, and her upper body leaned forward listlessly.

“Your tummy got fucked up, right..?” Elsa whispered into her sister’s ear.

Elsa hugged her sister and lifted her up, bumping her own abs deep against Anna's softened belly. Elsa held shivering Anna for a moment, enjoying the feeling of Anna's stomach churning in pain against her own powerful abs.

“Ughh! Guughh….”

As Elsa put Anna down, Anna held her stomach and retched, paralyzed by her pain. Elsa stared down at her and smiled cruelly.

"It's time for judgment, little sister..."

Elsa leapt forward, smashing Anna's chin with a mighty concentrated blow, sending Anna absolutely flying from the sheer power of the strike.

“AUUGHH!!!”