Titboxer In Training 2: Bar Brawl (Patreon)

Been working on this ever since the first chapter. Sedna’s a fun cutie and what’s not to like about a chubby fighter girl. The Hellbridge art sure helped with motivation too.

Lot of little bits and bobs to introduce in this one. I didn’t want her facing actual pros in her second technical fight, but I definitely want her to face increasing challenges while showing that she’s making progress. I thought a bar doing an open night gimmick gauntlet felt like a good in-between. Three matches against bigger amateurs than herself to really test her stamina and let her see how much she’d advanced from her casual practitioner.

Tammy the rat went through a few incarnations, but her tone was always the same. Mouthy gal who’d worked in pitfights before and keeps offering to help you cheat. A few firsts for her to be found and some general sexy fighting while I kept thinking of more species for her to fight throughout her budding career.

Also since it was 3rd place on the votes, just means more of the favorites getting posted this month!

Sedna quickly bounced back from her first spar. She was sore during her weekend and dayjob, but she stuck to the training without complaint (not counting the occasional wince or grunt). She went about her coach’s usual routine of weights, punching bags and general practice in the ring. Lonnie was impressed by her progress; not a pro level slugger, but she had some incredible power and stamina to her. One match in and she was tightening up her form a lot better than when she was just throwing punches starting out. They got the occasional gym employee or local amateur athlete to help with some basic drills or light-contact practice, but the puffin coach didn’t get her another actual opponent for a few weeks.

“I don’t want you just taking on Carol all the time. Don’t want you to get too predictable right out of the gate. Trick is finding even amateur boxers out here,” the coach explained.

Sedna sat on her bench, topless as always when they were around the gym. She sucked on her water bottle and listened intently as always, but especially so when Lonnie had mentioned her having a match. Of course, finding a trainer was one thing. Alaska wasn’t teaming with boxers.

“I’ve got some feelers out. Local toughs, jocks, military types, other students interested in training. I don’t want to pit you against full on amateurs… horny moms in your area and stuff, just cuz frankly, you’re better than that by now.”

“Oh! Thanks!” the chubby gray seal agreed proudly. Her bust puffed up a little more than it already was naturally.

“Which is why I wanted you to take a look at this!”

The feathery little coach whipped out a flier and slapped it down on Sedna’s lap. She plucked it up and scanned over what seemed to be an open foxy boxing event at Tucker’s Pub. There were time slots open for men and women at different hours. Anyone who could knock out three challengers in a row got 500 dollars.

“Wow. Maybe I should go to bars a little more often,” she noted as she skimmed over the page.

“It doesn’t say anything about it being titboxing…”

“I looked into it,” Lonnie assured her. “Foxy boxing’s the same thing, just more unofficial Clothing optional kind of thing, but you’ll definitely be competing topless. I’ve seen how educational a few shots to the tit can be for you, so this feels like the best real life practice we can get you for now.”

Sedna shrugged.

“If you think it’s a good idea, I’m in! I can’t wait!” she said, her excited nature pushing past her confusion over the matter.

“Great. Best case, you work on your stamina and make some scratch. Worst case, I don’t need to grab a random passerby to work on your pain tolerance for a while.”

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Sedna showed up at the bar in question to meet up with Lonnie. A lean polar bear man served drinks as the main bar while servers brought more hardy food and stiff drinks to various tables. A large space had been cleared out in the middle for their borrowed boxing ring to get set up. There was already a black squirrel and a shaggy goat woman going at it with boxing gloves, dressed in shorts and t-shirts between the exertion and the heat of the bar. Sedna hung up her coat, watching the action with the usual bright, wide eyes she did when it was on tv. It took Lonnie patting her hip as she walked by to get her attention again. The casually dressed seal sat down with her at a random table, giving her a quick, friendly greeting and folding her hands to wait patiently.

Lonnie took a swig of her beer between her beak. She kept an eye on the fight with a muted interest, especially compared to the many cheering drunk/horny patrons.

“So? What do you think?”

“I mean, I don’t drink much. It tastes funny to me, so I don’t go to bars much. But the place seems nice, and my parents know Tucker…”

“I mean the fight,” Lonnie directed her, nodding towards the ring.

Sedna gladly looked at the ring again. The squirrel had the goat by the horns, holding her head down with one hand and swinging wildly with the other to bang around on her back.

“Oh! It looks fun. Kind of… clumsier than the actual stuff.”

“How do you mean?” Lonnie asked. She took another drink while trying to hide the smirk on her beak.

“Well if she had her like that, the brunette could have put her down at least once by now. But she’s swinging against her shoulders which isn’t going to do as much as the head or boobs. Of course her stance is way off and with that posture the other girl could take her to the mats with the right push but she’s too busy swinging around like crazy. She might get a lucky shot, but this is why I like watching the pros. There’s a kind of… predictability? Maybe just the style of it. But you can always get a good show out of a pro match one way or another, while the amateur stuff is always kind of sloppy and random.”

Lonnie let a delighted scoff escape her. The results of her lessons were certainly starting to show, and more than she had taught herself. She clearly was doing research if not extra training on the side.

“Impressive stuff, babyface. You really have been paying attention.”

Sedna blushed and itched her snout.

“Of course… it kind of sticks with me when I’m exhausted. But honestly, that’s more about my taste in porn than me being a natural fighter or anything.”

A sheepdog woman came by for their order. Lonnie ordered a fresh bottle of her drink while Sedna politely took a soda before looking back at the match. The squirrel had kept up her lead, pummeling the goat into a corner. When she finally backed off, tail puffed up and bristling while she was sweating herself dry, the goat finally dropped to the mats. A wolf with a checkered shirt rang a bell at ringside as she stayed down.

“So do I take her on?” Sedna asked eagerly.

Lonnie shook her head lazily. “Not yet. Enjoy the drink and the show. I’ll let you know when I see a good one to start you off.”

A few more ladies came and went. The matches generally flew by, rarely lasting a whole round before one of them slipped up or got lucky. Somebody got knocked out and whoever was next got fitted for a set of gloves. Things finally reached a point where Lonnie nodded.

“Okay. I like her,” she decided. “Head up there and get signed up now.”

Sedna did as she asked, with the line having died down to just whoever stepped up next. She looked towards the ring where a badger girl had taken out her opponent with surprising speed. The short (at least a foot below Sedna) but aggressive and stocky woman seemed pumped from the moment she got into the ring. She wasn’t athletic-looking, but broad enough that she clearly had some kind of manual labor or exercise to her. She had dark brown fur with streaks of white running from her eyes down her back as she bounced on her toes in the ring.

“Damn, big girl,” a scruffy rat woman interrupted Sedna’s staring.

She had been sitting by a clipboard for the signup throughout the night. She had pale brown fur and a fit but lean build. She had long hair she’d dyed purple that hung over one eye as she looked up at the beefy seel. She wore a loose, sleeveless shirt and some beat up-looking jeans. Several large piercings went through her wide ears and another in her eyebrow.

“Please tell me you’re gettin’ in that ring,” the rodent said, looking her up and down.

“Yep! That’s me. I guess I need to get gloved up?”

“Yea, sure. Sign off on the waiver thing here and I’ll get you in your leathers.”

The rat woman was vaguely interested in the sweet but especially large lady. She was bigger than most of the random townies that had signed up tonight. Sedna was also the only one who lifted her shirt off to go into the fight completely topless. Her eyes went wide as Sedna slipped out of her sweatpants, revealing the boxing trunks underneath. Left in just her shorts and sneakers, she smiled and held out a hand for her to put on the gloves.

“Don’t mind if I leave these here,” Sedna said as she set her clothes down on the table next to her.

She had to feel grateful that Lonnie had gotten her so used to everyone seeing her tits already. She used her free hand to sign off on the form, and by the time she turned back to Sedna the glove was snugly laced up. She snapped her fingers readily for the other one.

“Wow. You really got the hang of this. I don’t know many mice that are into boxing.”

“Oh don’t get me wrong. I’m a rat. Got a bit of mouse in me from my mom’s side, but just plain rat as far as I’m concerned. And I don’t really work here. I work down at the docks. That means I got good at knots, and I got good at hostin’ an off the books match or two when cash’s a little tight.”

She clapped her hands on the sides of Sedna’s gloves, ensuring that they were on tight.

“All good. Have fun out there, titty monster.”

Sedna gave her a puzzled look from the nickname but stepped into the ring. She pushed down the ropes to step over and join the badger.

“Next up, we have Sedna versus Lisa! Let’s see if she can be our first to get a second win!” their hostess announced.

“Bring it on!” the short badger laughed, bobbing in place and jabbing at the air. She had taken some whiskey shots between rounds that clearly had her fired up.

Sedna took a short but deep breath to steady herself before she got into her fighting stance. The inexperienced locals didn’t seem to recognize good form from bad anyway as the staff rang the bell again. Sedna braced herself and came out cautiously, looking to size up her mystery opponent by her stance and form.

Lisa clearly had none of either. She rushed right out of her corner and threw a heavy straight into Sedna’s pudgy stomach. She huffed in surprise as the badger blitzed right past the bigger girl’s defenses and followed up with a low-swinging right. It was sloppy but she certainly hit where she wanted as the lower glove caught Sedna right in the crotch. She let out another high-pitched cry as she staggered right back into her corner.

“Hell yea! You don’t mess with Lili, ya big bitch!” the badger laughed, still riding the high of her drinks and the adrenaline from her last match.

She kept on swinging, never bothering to even consider mounting any defenses. Lisa’s gloves thumped firmly around Sedna’s sides, but the seal kept her arms and gloves pulled in tight to rob her of any more tempting targets and cut off the momentum of her blows. They stung but they weren’t doing anything worse than her initial onslaught had done to her. In fact, the throbbing in her pussy had turned into more of an exciting ache that she was quickly starting to get used to.

“C’mon, bitch! Get down already! I’ll beat your blubbery ass black and-”

Lonnie was clearly sitting this one out, staying at her table and observing quietly. Still, Sedna’s big eyes lit up as she saw through the wild but predictable patterns of the raging badger, snapping off a stiff jab right into her snout. It shut the short and curvy woman up on the spot, letting out a startled “HRK!” of a noise in response. Her open defenses only got wider as she recoiled, letting Sedna rush out and bodily bully the thick but shorter woman back out. She clobbered her with a few more headshots, knocking the stripey loudmouth with her more measured but vastly more effective punches. The audience reacted with surprise quickly followed by eager support for one woman or another.

The painful interruption clearly threw Lisa off her game. She whipped some wild punches back at Sedna but she was able to keep her gloves in the way, soaking or deflecting each as they came. The buzzed badger went for a haymaker that Sedna outright sidestepped, moving around her and letting her stumble right past her. Lisa whipped around to face her again but that just brought her face on a collision course for Sedna’s incoming glove. It bashed hard into her muzzle, sending a spray of spit flying through the ropes as she went down hard. The audience let out a quick collective “OH!” in surprise as Lisa fully hit the mats for a moment before she snapped out of it. She still struggled to boost herself back up, but she made it just before the count of seven.

“Ugh… I’m fine,” Lisa rambled as she straightened herself up.

She was clearly still wobbly on her feet but set on continuing with her bout. Sedna just thumped her gloves together, courteously hanging back and giving her the space to regroup. Lisa still came after her, making it clear just how unsteady she was after that clean hit. Sedna could easily outmaneuver her as Lisa took another wild swing. She parried it with an easy bat of her gloves and smashed a hook into the side of Lisa’s right tit, slapping it against the left as she nearly lost her footing again from all the jiggling.

“Come on~! You can actually hit pretty hard,” Sedna tempted her with an inviting way of one glove.

“At least when you can manage to hit me at all.”

Lisa growled, blushing in frustration and coming out with another flurry of reckless attacks. Sedna kept up her guard, neatly deflecting them or tanking them with her muscular arms. They did little more than sting her arms and make her soft boobs and belly jiggle. Lisa went all-in as she threw a double-fisted tit punch for Seda’s rack for payback. The bigger seal’s hands both snapped into place and intercepted them, actually grabbing her by the wrists rather than blocking them normally.

“What the… hey!” Lisa griped.

She tried to pull her arms free, but apart from more jerking and jiggling it barely made Sedna budge. The onlookers laughed and cheered at the impressive move that seemed to leave them at a stalemate. Sedna had to smile wider than usual. She was starting to enjoy actually being more experienced than an opponent for once.

She also wasn’t planning to leave it as a stalemate. She pulled Lisa’s arms in closer and thrust her chest out, ramming it right into the badger’s bust. She huffed as the wind was knocked out of her by the amateur boxer’s bigger boobs. Even through her shirt and bra, her fluffy gray tits started to swell as they were flattened out against Sedna’s soft but resilient pair. Lisa went wide-eyed as she lost her footing again, stumbling enough for Sedna to see the perfect finisher.

With Lisa’s short stature dropping lower and Sedna boosting herself up on her toes, she swung her shoulders sharply to the right. It brought the seal’s tits swinging like wrecking balls right across the badger’s face, knocking her head aside and her eyes crossing from the sudden impact of titflesh. Sedna shook her shoulders back and forth a few times, titslapping Lisa around as the audience went absolutely wild for the flashy and effective move. Lisa was smacked absolutely silly by the time Sedna let her go, leaving the short bar patron to collapse to the mats at her feet. She barely even stirred, so the 10 count went by quickly. The bell rang and Sedna beamed, raising a glove to wave at the crowd over her head.

“Wow! Impressive start from the new girl! Give it up for Sedna!” the wolf host announced to the cheering crowd.

The rat girl from earlier flagged Sedna over towards one of the corners. She blushed and hurried over, more embarrassed by that than her lack of clothes. The punky rodent stared at the seal’s bust again before she went to tightening and checking her gloves.

“Damn, girl. I ain’t seen somebody throw a punch like that since my girl Ginny bet a month’s pay on a match with this other dude. ‘Course, the other guy came in with loaded gloves.”

“Oh! Sorry to hear!” Sedna gasped, unsure how else to react.

“Ah, don’t be. We weighted Ginny’s gloves even heavier than he did and he lost a fang over it. Incidentally, if you feel like splittin’ the prize money tonight, you just lemme know, aight?”

Sedna blinked as she registered what she was offering, then shook her head.

“Thhhanks. But I’m good.”

“Sure thing. I believe in ya, girl! Keep up that left, y’hear?”

Sedna shook her head, a bit overwhelmed as she rose back to her feet. Across the ring, the hostess wolf had similarly set up with a golden blonde bunnygirl. The yellowish brown-furred woman had a pale white underbelly, which Sedna could spot since she had taken her example and stripped out of her own top. She just wore a pair of tight pink leggings and some sneakers with her hair kept short. Her wide, drooping ears hung down by her shoulders. She was about as tall as Sedna but she was much slimmer, built like a fit but slightly curvy jogger rather than an actual fighter. The rabbit clearly looked cautious about Sedna, as if she was quietly cursing her luck for being set up against the heavy hitter.

“Next up, we’ve got Sedna versus Charity! Good luck, ladies!”

The staff rang another bell and Sedna squared her shoulders. Charity clearly moved with more care than Lisa had in her mindless blitz, but she was light on her feet. Not as heavy as the badger girl but taller and in better shape.

She was fast too. Charity clearly decided to hit Sedna before she could do the same, the bar bunny lunging in with a firm straight to her tit. Sedna’s boob squashed out of shape from the hasty hit, but it barely budged the heavier seal. Sedna fired back with a blow that grazed Charity’s ear as she retreated. The rabbit came back at her with more hit and run tactics, but she didn’t commit to any of her offensives enough to do any real damage. Sedna swatted away her fickle strikes before letting Charity get a hook in on her midsection. It baited the rabbit to stick around, unleashing a few more whipping strikes into her sides. Sedna’s bust and belly jiggled from the blows but didn’t phase her much beyond a few short grunts. She used the opportunity to slam a heavy hook across her face. Charity’s head whipped aside from the patient counter attack, ears and hair flying after her while spit flew from her mouth.

The seal brought things back to her pace as the lightweight reeled from a single solid hit. She moved in with some advancing strikes, pounding her heavy fists into her body while she was protecting her face. Charity ate the hits as Sedna hammered past her guard, driving her back against the ropes with gut and tit punches. Charity sagged against the ropes, heaving down breaths as she held her side. She threw a couple quick punches into Sedna’s breast but she was already invested in a huge right swing. It smashed right into Charity’s cheek, spinning her halfway around and bouncing into the ropes before she collapsed at Sedna’s feet. She landed on all fours dripping sweat and drool on the mats. Her fluffy blonde tits puffed along with her heavy breaths.

The audience cheered on Sedna’s performance. She backed off as a step, smiling despite the light coat of sweat she picked up from the warm bar. The rush was too thrilling and she pumped a muscular arm into the air to show off to the crowd.

Charity got up to one boot by six, but she was clearly feeling the beating. She leaned on one knee as she caught her breath and wiped her sweaty hair from her face. Sedna took up another stance to get ready for another round but the rabbit didn’t bother getting all the way back up. She swung with all her might into an uppercut that went right between her opponent’s legs. Sedna had shrugged off a few lightweight blows from her earlier but that got her chubby thighs to cross as she let out a shrill scream of pain. Her pussy pulsed with what was becoming a familiar feeling of pain and arousal as she doubled over, grabbing the ropes with one glove to stay on her shaky legs.

Charity pushed herself back to her knees to start swinging while she was still getting up. Her gloves thumped as hard and deep as she could on Sedna’s thick sides and belly. Her soft but solid body soaked the worst of the hasty blows, but they still stung as sweat flew off her jiggling body. While her pussy throbbed, the seal still had the high ground and far more stamina than the hare could muster. Sedna took almost a dozen body blows before she brought one massive haymaker across Charity’s face. Her head went flying in the opposite direction, mouth gawked open in a flash of buck teeth and saliva. Her long ears trailed behind her reeling body but Sedna wasn’t about to give her another opening. She planted her feet and unleashed a series of lefts and rights, pounding the hare’s head around so hard that she couldn’t think let alone fight as she limply flopped around on her knees.

With a huge uppercut, Sedna busted Charity deep into her tit. The rabbit let out a wet gasp and briefly doubled over the glove, slumping on her strong arm before she crumbled to the mats. Sedna withdrew, breathing heavily and pulling at her trunks where they’d stuck to her damp crotch.

Charity stayed down this time, barely even trying (and failing) to lift herself up. She could barely get an elbow under herself but the bell rang to finally count her out. Sedna gave a huge sigh, making her strongfat figure rise and fall before she strode back to her corner. Tammy already had her stool and water ready for her as she slumped back into the seat.

“Hoo boy. I ain’t seen somebody take a cheap shot that well in a long time,” the rat rambled.

“I’d be a lot angrier if I weren’t starting to get used to them. I’m almost starting to like them…”

“You’re a freak. Y’know that? Lucky me, I always bet on the freaks.”

She poured a generous portion of the cool water over Sedna’s breasts. She gasped as it shocked her awake and helped soothe some of her lingering soreness. The sealgirl was a bit winded for she definitely didn’t strike Tammy as the kind of woman who had just gone through two random boxing matches. The rat toweled her off before producing another bottle of body oil. She gestured with it and when Sedna nodded, Tammy swiftly lubed up her tits. Sedna knew by now it was a fairly standard practice in titboxing; it helped minimize the friction while making them look nicer for the crowd, and Sedna had to sigh as the light rubdown did help the big busty targets feel better.

“For our next contestant, we have Jamie O’Neil! Is Sedna taking home the grand prize or is this big cat here to reset the counter?” the wolf host called out.

“Uh oh,” Tammy muttered.

Sedna looked up at her blankly. “Was that the good kind of uh oh?”

“Nah. The regular kinda uh oh. Remember that stuff I said about those fights at the dock? Jamie there hung out at the docks, and she won more than she lost.”

Sedna looked across the ring as another employee gloved up her final opponent. She was definitely bigger than Lisa and Charity. She was a snow leopard with silvery-gray fur and patches of black mottled all over. A notable scar bared the skin beneath her fur going up the center of one of her eyebrows. She was broadly built unlike any fighter Sedna had come across before. She had followed Sedna’s trend and stepped into the ring topless and just in a tight, practical pair of panties and black gloves. Large, fluffy and firm tits barely swayed as she leaned back in her corner with a focused and ready frown on her face. She was nowhere near as muscular as her first opponent Carol, let alone a pro titboxer, nor was she as plump as Sedna. She had muscles but they weren’t defined or sculpted in the slightest. She looked like Tammy had described; a woman who didn’t go to a gym but moved a lot of heavy cargo around. She didn’t work out. She just worked.

“Ohhhh…” Sedna mused with a slow nod of understanding.

“Is that a good kind of ‘oh?” Tammy pried.

“It’s a kind of excited kind of ‘oh.”

Tammy nodded and pursed her lips. “Right… freak. Almost forgot.”

She patted Sedna on the shoulder, her hand still slick with lubricant. She leaned in and rattled off some last second advice.

“Left up. Stop getting surprised, and if you wanna surprise them, be what you’re not. And whatever you do out there…”

Tammy squeezed her shoulder.

“...do not cost me twenty bucks.”

Sedna met her eye and snickered as she caught up to what she meant. She opened her mouth and Tammy poured another shot of water into her mouth, gulping it down and getting back up. She thumped her gloves together and shrugged loose any aches she could on this short notice.

“I guess all those pretty faces aren’t gonna punch themselves,” she joked, her muscles and fat bobbing as she loosened up into a fighting stance.

Jamie met her gaze with a businesslike scowl of her golden eyes. The bell rang again and the two stepped out to meet each other in the middle. They both put their guards up but Jamie lashed out almost the moment they were within reach. Sedna shifted back and deflected the swipe away with her glove, quietly gauging all she could from the initial strike.

“Careful now,” Sedna warned with her usual cheery and playful tone.

It clearly annoyed the intense leopard. She growled under her breath and circled a bit more before coming in again. Sedna pushed her left off-target with her arm but Jamine pressed the attack, slamming some firm hits to the middle of her breasts. They clearly stung but Sedna caught her before she could back out and drove a firm straight into Jamie’s face. The husky feline fighter flinched but toughed out the hard head shot better than the raw amateurs she’d faced earlier. She was starting to get a decent feel for the new challenger, even if it felt like evidence that she was in for a closer match than she expected.

Sedna dipped around a couple of Jamie’s jabs and dug in with a deep hook to Jamie’s ribs. The leopard blurted a husky grunt but she swung a quick uppercut back at her. Sedna shifted to try and dodge it, sparing her face but taking the hit to her underboob instead. Her tit flopped up and plopped back down as she winced. Her powerful blows combined with the gathering ache in her boobs was catching up with her, and Jamie clearly smelled blood in the water. She threw herself after Sedna and started swinging with reckless abandon. Her black gloves thudded against her breasts and belly as Senda hurried to defend herself. She backed off and blocked all she could while getting backed into the ropes. She shot a few warding shots into Jamie’s face in the process, but the snow leopard took a hit much better than most.

Sedna felt her back hit the ropes just before Jamie lunged at her. She threw a couple hard blows across Sedna’s snout, making the smell of blood interrupt that of sweat. She sucked in a deep breath from her mouth as she leaned into her fuzzy opponent, grabbing her with a clinch to break the string of punches. Jamie backed up as she rested her face on the spotted bosom, sucking down some more stabilizing breaths. The leopard didn’t let her linger for long, sinking some shorter hooks into her sides. Sedna grunted, but it was better than taking more headshots and Jamie didn’t seem to know how to handle her in this position.

The big cat settled on pulling on Sedna’s hair but she held on tight. The heavy seal gave a fierce growl and swung to one side, dragging her opponent along with her. She pivoted to smash Jamie’s back against a turnbuckle hard enough to rattle the rented ring. Jamie let out a loud “AUGH!” as she finally reacted to a hit. She grimaced and rubbed at her back while Sedna unleashed some right hooks into the feline’s tit. It was a much firmer target than her own, which just made her blows hurt that much more.

Sedna got her own vicious counter in, catching Jamie by surprise for a bit before she threw a high punch to her face. It drove Sedna back as she retreated rather than risk another blitzing assault. Jamie threw a ferocious haymaker at her for payback but Sedna stepped around it. She buried a huge swing into the solid musclegut. It winded the cat enough for Sedna to lash an arm around her beck and bend her over in a headlock. She pounded another stunning shot into Jamie’s face before starting to rapidly jackhammer more into the side of her tits, smashing them together with her pummeling.

Jamie started to howl as her boobs were battered in the hold. Sweat and milk started to splash from her swaying nipples as they were overstimulated. She swung a clumsy punch into one of Sedna’s own hanging tits but it lacked any of the same leverage. Sedna crushed a low hook up into her nipple, mashing it up into her boob before it popped back out. Jamie’s legs shuddered and nearly went down, but she swung her arm back and drove her elbow into Sedna’s pussy.

The seal cried out and lost her grip. She relented her attack to cover her groin instead as Jamie rose up, throwing all her momentum into a massive uppercut. Sedna gave a choked scream as her boob was launched up, smacking into her own face and spraying milk across her chest and face. The shock of her own bouncing boob stunned her enough that she collapsed to the mats. Sedna landed flat on her back with her boobs bobbing to either side of her torso before wobbling back on top of her. They heaved along with her belly as she took some labored breaths to see past the stars flashing before her eyes.

She was still dazed as she barely heard the count of two, but Jamie suddenly brought her back to her senses. She stomped a heel down on one of Sedna’s tits, making her scream out as another squirt of milk shot out over her boot. The audience and staff shouted at her to back off as Sedna rolled over to her side, gawking and cradling her boob from the cheap shot. Her breathing came out more labored as her chest ached and her nipple leaked milk like an open wound. She even had acquired a gash on her upper chest, adding some drops of red to the stream of white.

“Ease up! She’s already down,” one of the hosts warned.

“Exactly. She’s not getting up,” Jamie snarled back.

Sedna panted and drooled, but they had restarted the count after the dirty shot. She planted one of her fists on the mats before heaving herself up to all fours. She took some more heavy breaths as her tits hung and leaked before she managed to force herself up again. She was clearly banged up but she was still standing as Jamie paced with her arms down, glaring at her opponent.

“Should have stayed down, chunky,” the catgirl growled, her ropey tail flicking behind her.

“What can I say? You looked lonely up there,” Sedna joked with a weary smile.

“And you were more interesting when I thought you were unconscious.”

O’Neil came at her with another big swing but Sedna fell back on her trained instincts. She dipped back again, letting the feline whiff and almost lose her footing. She growled and swung again but Sedna snapped her arm up to soak it between her muscle and her glove. She gave Jamie a clipping smack to the ear. The leopard flinched and threw another blow but Sedna leapt back, letting her feet completely leave the ground for a surprising dodge. Jamie’s eyes widened as she stumbled, falling to her knees and clumsily pushing herself back up.

“Watch your step now,” Sedna warned, smiling listlessly.

“Shut it, flippers,” Jamie growled.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did you maybe step on some boob lube before and lose your footing?” Sedna asked with what sounded like genuine concern.

Jamie came out swinging but by now Sedna had a feel for her. She was a capable brawler but she lacked any kind of technique at all. It was surprising to find herself thinking that naturally after just her first month of training. She snuck in quick jabs to the leopard’s face, tagging her snout or eye with lighter hits. They didn’t seem like much at first, but Sedna was still bulky enough that even a quick shot from her was far from nothing and they started to add up. She took the occasional body blow but always repaid Jamie with something worse. She was soon breathing in seething breaths through gritted fangs with one eye swollen from a face-warping hook from the seal. She came at Sedna and got another blow into her doughy belly, but the seal could feel her losing momentum quickly. The hit lacked the same strength and ferocity she had at the start, even with her own body starting to tire out. She didn’t even realize she was grunting with every punch given and taken until she heard it herself.

With her slowing down and Jamie getting desperate, she couldn’t outrun her forever. The stocky cat’s weaker hits started thumping against her breasts, splashing more milk and blood over her gloves. Sedna winced as the sting started to pierce through her blubbery hide and thick skin, the damage piling on with the lucky shots from her earlier opponents. Excitement and her competitive nature pressed her on and it became more and more of a slugfest, smashing into the many openings that Jasmine gave her. She was beating the leopard’s eye and lip into swollen bruises and even more marked her broad bosom among the spots of her fur. Sedna landed a deep blow into her lower belly, hard enough into her waistline to make her drop to her knees and then all fours. Sedna backed up and let out a huge breath. Jamie was only down for six before she lurched back up to her unsteady feet. The seal was still grateful for the brief break to deal with the throbbing, exciting pain in various parts of her body.

They traded a few more blows before Jamie managed to stun Sedna with an uppercut to the chin by slipping it up between her bouncing breasts. It grazed between her wounded tits, scraping their edges in a subtle and distracting sting as the seal reeled back. The predator threw all she had into a barrage of body blows, digging her gloves as deep and fast as she could into Sedna’s gut. It made her whole body ripple like she was in an earthquake. She groaned as the pressure and pain sent a nauseating feeling washing over her and her legs went weak. She stumbled forward, making Jamie assume she was going to collapse from her relentless gut crushing, but she grit her teeth as her glassy eyes snapped back into focus. She quickly converted the pain into rage and smashed the leopard dead in the nose, knocking her cross-eyed and with a spurt of blood popping from her nostrils. Jamie ragdolled and dropped to her knees, arms flopped down to her side. Sedna panted as she watched her go down, too busy holding her heaving stomach to truly back off.

It turned out Jamie’s fluttering eyes weren’t completely out either. She barely caught herself on one glove and rose up to swing her glove right between Sedna’s legs for another cheap shot.

The low blow would have been devastating if Sedna hadn’t half-expected it. She’d picked up that Jamie tended to lead with her left, shifted her weight along with her tail, and would absolutely take any target she could reach. She wasn’t baiting her with her weary, spread out legs, but she was ready anyway. Her thick thighs clamped shut around the glove, killing the momentum almost completely. It sent a subtle shock of pain through her, which almost felt refreshing compared to the lasting ache. Her legs flexed as the glove ground firmly but weakly against her groin, still connecting precisely on her clit. She had been warned about the notion of a paingasm, but it was her first time experiencing it as her body trembled and her muscled thighs clutched the glove like she wanted it there.

The glove seemed to vibrate against her, letting her ride out her quick and shocking orgasm. She snapped back out of it as best she could, still a bit hazy from the pain and cumming on her opponent’s glove. She realized the shaking was Jamie trying to pull herself free but she couldn’t escape her lustily clutching thighs. Sedna broke out of her orgasmic bliss and smashed the cat across the face again, her downed position making her blows that much more devastating.

“All you bitches can’t wait to get down there. Buy me a drink first next time,” Sedna huffed as she rained more crushing punches on her opponent’s face and tits.

Jamie was painted with bruises that blended the space between her spots by now. Sedna felt her limbs going weak against her as she couldn’t even struggle to escape her leglock. The audience was shouting in the distracted back of her mind as she whirled around, pivoting in place and swinging her broad-finned tail. It smacked noisily against Jamie’s tits, the loud slap making the quiet leopard scream as she was knocked into the ropes. She panted while leaking blood and milk over the edge of the ring as she struggled to even get to her feet. Sedna grabbed her by the hair and forced her the rest of the way up, not wanting to give the vicious fighter a chance to regroup.

“No hard feelings,” Sedna said with a sarcastically sweet smile.

“Let’s just hug it out, huh?”

She lashed her arms around Jamie’s, trapping them at her sides as she lifted her up in a bearhug. With her legs too shaky to hold up her weight, the leopard just howled in pain as her body was crushed in the big boxer’s grip. Her back and breasts were crushed while her exhausted limbs couldn’t budge the sweaty seal. Her chubby bulk made it hard to throw her off in the slightest as she controlled the grapple, her bulging arms just pressing down with a steadily crushing pressure. Jamie panted desperately and Sedna even saw her trying to bite at her, but she couldn’t reach given how much space between them was still filled up by their mashing breasts. It wasn’t anything painless for Sedna and her damaged boobs, letting out some grunts and cries of her own, but it was clear that the trapped cat had it far worse. She could feel her labored breathing struggling to keep going in her vice grip, pushing the weight of both their breasts down on her ribcage. Their mixed milk flooded out from between their shared cleavage, forming a pale white pool between them that soaked their fur. Finally, the roar of the crowd faded from Jamie’s ears as she lost consciousness. She collapsed completely, her face falling forward with her snout landing in the sweaty milk pool like she was just a kitten that had fallen asleep during a meal.

Sedna gave her opponent a jostling shake, but she didn’t react beyond making her ass shake for the crowd. The exhausted but triumphant seal stepped back and let the leopard fall. Jamie’s battered face slid down her sweaty tits and belly before hitting the mats face down and ass up. The audience exploded into cheers as the bell rang longer and prouder than ever. Sedna had to lean back on the ropes to let herself rest, huffing down deep breaths as her arms and legs felt drained from holding up the fellow heavyweight. She still pumped a muscular arm up into the air, even if she struggled to stay up under her own power. She jumped and squeaked as a hand smacked a towel against her damaged tit, Tammy already doing repair work on her before getting her sweaty gloves off.

“Had me worried for a second there, biggie,” the rat laughed.

Sedna smiled wearily at her before glancing back at her coach. Lonnie was a couple drinks in, going by the empty bottles, but she smirked and flashed her a thumbs up. Sedna was sure she’d have notes later, but she still beamed from her trainer’s approval.

“Can probably stuff an ice pack down yer bra and slap a bandage over the tit gash… just gonna need to let that milker tire itself out though. Let’s getcha back to my office and we’ll get ya patched up so I can treat ya to some wings, huh?”

Tammy’s “office” turned out to be the women’s restroom, where she sat her on a waiting bench and did her makeshift doctoring. The smaller punk gabbed on as she went, commenting on the fight and how the underground fights she’d taken part in often required some first aid without wanting to let a doctor know what they had been up to. Once she was redressed and sealed up as best she could, the staff sent a motherly beaver woman in after them to drop off her prize money. Sedna thumbed through the bills thoughtfully. They were no title belt, but it was nice to have a tangible reward for her first real wins. She slid out a hundred’s worth and passed them off to Tammy. The purple-haired rat raised a pierced eyebrow.

“Y’sure? I didn’t even drug the other gal for ya or nothin’ this time.”

Sedna nodded and that was all it took to convince the punky second to snatch it up.

“You really helped me out and gave me some solid advice. I’m training to go pro, and I could use a second like you when I get into some more serious bouts. So thanks a lot for tonight, Tammy.”

Tammy nodded as she considered the notion, tucking the money down her bra.

“Aright… I’ll think about it. I ain’t ever rigged a PRO match before, but…”

“I don’t need you to rig ANYTHING!” Sedna reminded her sternly.

“Yea yea. I getcha. Wink.”

“You didn’t have to say ‘wink,’ Tammy. I saw you do it.”

“Whatever you say, sis. But if you’re serious about workin’ together, my friends call me Poison,” the rat explained before offering a hand.

Sedna beamed and shook it, glad to make another friend in the titboxing business. Poison helped her get back on her feet with a grunt before she left the bathroom. They made their way back to her table through a bar full of newfound fans and customers eager to pat her back, shake her hand and buy her a drink.