Boxing Goddess Championship: Sunset Shimmer vs Celestia (Patreon)

June 12th, 3XXX

Dear Journal, 

Today wasn't a very pleasant start to my return in the Goddess Championship League, at least for me despite all the fanfare. My first opponent of all ponies had to be my former student, Sunset Shimmer. After we both witnessed Twilight's horrific defeat, it seemed the two of us had the same idea getting stronger up and avenge our falling princess. So when we finally met in the ring after months training on our own, Sunset had caught me by surprise with her appearance. She had ascended to being an alicorn just like Twilight did years ago, though the poor dear's boxing prowess wasn't up snuff against other stronger immortals and today was no different.

We had brassed ourselves for the worst by flexing and posing our mighty muscles for our adoring subjects, though it sounded like more were cheering for me at the time, much to my chagrin. As both of us made it to the center of the ring, I quickly made an offer with Sunset to stand down and let me handle advancing through the ranks, but she refused outright. She looked quite frustrated with me for even bringing it up, so much so that she didn't tap my gloves and just raised her dukes before the bell rang. There was no ignoring the look in her eyes, the fiery intensity from having seen Twilight getting beating in her corner by the very woman we are trying to defeat.

Nevertheless, I raised my golden gloves in opposition to Sunset's shining red gloves and the match began like every other with the bell clanging in the distance. Surprisingly, Sunset had managed to hold her own against me for the first thirty rounds, yet eventually her many bruises she had taken around her rather busty pair and solid abs were weakening at that point. So much so that Sunset's breasts already leaking tons of milk on the mat by round thirty two. The poor dear still kept trying to fight back at me, but her movements were becoming slower and I knew it was only a matter time until Sunset had reached her limit. My fists would keep flying into her tit flesh and face, causing all mixtures of bodily fluids to be launched in the air with no matter how many tumbles to the canvas Sunset took she would rise against the very meaning of her first name.

This went on like this until we unfortunately reached round fifty. By this point she was beyond exhausted as her large chest slowly heaved up and down with each breathe she made. I was ready to give up after seeing how badly Sunset was getting defeated and by my gloves no less. Regardless, Sunset would slowly and painfully move toward me, in turn, forcing me to rush over to her. In my mind I only reasoned that this dreadful bout was nearing its end, so as soon as I got close to her I unloaded my punches, making her stumble back toward her corner before sending a strong uppercut underneath her chin. The force alone from my blow made the cornerpost and ropes around it shake once Sunset's unconscious body bumped against it, though it didn't take long for said body to slide down to sit on the mat. After all that, our subjects cheered and chanted my name like I accomplished the impossible. That alone made me want to leave the ring in disgrace with my magic carrying the beaten Sunset out along side me so she could get the medical attention she desperately needed.

At this time I can only pray that Luna is giving Sunset pleasant dreams, mainly ones involving Twilight by her side. As for me, while the match didn't end well for either party, I am hoping that whoever I'm facing next will be more deserving of my fists in their bosom.

From your one and only,

Celestia