Goblin MMA: Lix vs Tracy "Mad Dog" McDane (Patreon)

Took me a bit to sort this one out despite all the votes it got. Something about the size difference, making her werewolf opponent a decent threat, figuring out the pace and length of it all… basically more sexy brawling with the fit goblin girl. Lix has a fair amount of art of her now, probably cuz she’s just a fun personality and easily recognizable design.

I also realized I keep starting Lix's stories out with different ways of introductions. Always fun to mess with the media/news of these leagues.

Lix was as lively as always this season. She was a wildcard in the MMMA as one of the only successful goblins in the entire league, and she was getting a lot of mileage out of being such a difficult to read opponent. Her short build and reliable sex appeal made her that much more dangerous in the cage.The short queen was making real progress in her career this season, which brought on new opponents and new fans. And occasionally, some new haters.

“Diana Nyx here with some post-match coverage. I’m here with Tracy McDane, aka Mad Dog, fresh off her win against Gurta Backhammer.”

The fairy fluttered through the backstage area of the MMMA arena, sharply dressed in her tiny business skirt and glasses with her purple hair in a bun. She held a tiny q-tip of a microphone and a magical camera floated just behind her. She zipped up to a tall, broad shouldered werewolf. She had blondish brown fur over most of her body that she kept short and sleek, sporting the usual canine features of her kind. She wore red and silver fighting gear that clung to her muscled, 6’10” form of short, sweaty fur. Tracy had a mass of thicker hair behind her head and animalistic ears, but with a pair of braids tied near her temples. She gave Nyx a briefly sour look before relaxing a little. She had removed her mma gloves that were specially made to cap off and contain her claws, much like the fang-fitting mouthpiece they required during her fights.

“Hi there, Tracy! Excellent work in the fight tonight!” the fairy buttered her up.

“Yea, well Gurta’s like any other dwarf. Dense little things, but I had the raw mass and the honed skills to take her to the mats. She got a few lucky shots in, but even a rock’ll cave under enough pressure.”

“And once again, impressive work out there! Any plans to celebrate?”

“Nah, just rest up. Heal up. Sleep under the moon tonight and eat like crazy tomorrow so I can recharge.”

“And now that you’ve won, do you have any comment on your next match against Lix Ratita?”

The stern wolf’s expression visibly soured. She moved closer to Nyx who did her best not to flinch away from the aggro fighter.

“The Rat!? She’s a sorry excuse for a fighter! Little beta bitch doesn’t belong in this league!” Tracy answered ferociously, baring her fangs in a sneer.

“She’s a joke. She’s a gimmick. The league only keeps her on to not look specist and because she makes a shitty little mascot. If she slept with enough refs to think she can take me on in the octagon, she’s welcome to come and get her ass kicking!”

Tracy was clearly riled up on the matter. She snorted and stormed off, leaving Nyx looking looking surprised but collecting herself quickly.

“I see. Well, there you have it. Back to you at the booth.”

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As touchy as McDane was about the match, Lix seemed to go about her life as usual. She worked out, did a photoshoot, and ate a shockingly healthy diet for a goblin. The compact redhead just generally enjoyed herself while maintaining her fit but curvy figure up to the day of the match. She clearly had some fun with how dead serious and nasty her opponent was about the whole thing. She showed up to the weigh-in wearing a baggy t-shirt several sizes too big for her, acting as if she’d just woken up. She kept a lollipop still in her mouth for the first minute or so before sliding it out, revealing it to be a rainbow colored novelty cock-shaped candy. It annoyed Tracy to no end. She had meant to show up to the weigh-ins in her human form for effect, but she couldn’t keep her temper in check for long enough.

Nyx managed to catch up to the shortstack fighter the night of the match. She was wandering around with her manager, an ogress in a suit who could have passed for her bodyguard if not for their reputations. Dara kept a very loose leash on Lix, trusting her to do what was best so long as she kept on schedule. The fae flagged them down and Lix gladly answered a few questions.

“You’re never one to take things too seriously. You don’t see that much in an MMA fighter!” the fairy joked.

“I’m just silly like that,” Lix said.

She flashed a fanged grin, though clearly a much more playful one than her opponent’s.

“You get fucked silly and knocked silly enough times, you kinda get stuck bein’ silly.”

Nyx giggled at the notion.

“And what do you think of your opponent? Does McDane have you worried? Or reconsidering your usual strategy?”

“If you think too much, that just slows you down. I’d rather play things fast and loose… heavy on the loose part,” Lix said with a quick frown.

“And any reply to the statements she made about you a few weeks ago?”

Lix furrowed her brow, clearly having to think to recall any of said statements. Dara cleared her deep throat and leaned down towards her helpfully.

“Called you a joke. A shitty mascot, something about sleeping with refs, come get an ass kicking…”

Lix’s pointed ears perked up and her eyes lit up.

“Oh! Yea! She’s way off on the refs. I never slept with a ref in my life. They always follow the rules and I like someone who’s a little more exciting. I fuck my fans, not my officials. And sometimes my opponents, when they make it nice and easy for me~!”

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The ladies inevitably ended up in the cage together. Lix was in her black two piece outfit and fingerless gloves as usual. She bounced between her feet, her soft green figure jiggling left and right with her motions. Tracey was in her usual; the same gear as Lix but far bigger and in red and silver. The nearly seven foot and visibly ripped werewolf certainly made the fight look like a mismatch, but Lix’s proud and playful grin never left her face.

When the bell rang and they started to circle, Tracy clearly tried to speed things up and get her hands on the sassy goblin. She threw some jabs down at her, but Lix just made herself smaller and easily deflected or dodged them. The burly wolf shifted her stance and used the strikes to steer Lix until she was backed up against the cage. The cornered Rat lunged in towards the wolf, feinting with a punch towards Tracy’s stomach before actually pressing on to go for her legs. This wasn’t McDane’s first time in the ring, so she didn’t fall for the fakeout. She did, however, fall for the baited opening. When she threw a kick to intercept Lix, the goblin pivoted sharply out of the way and grabbed the incoming leg. She latched onto it with her dense little arms and twisted her entire body along with it, ripping the leg out from under McDane.

The werewolf lost her footing and landed flat on her broad chest. Her tits squashed against the mats as Lix planted her foot on the back of McDane’s knee and bent her leg up behind her until it met her tail. McDane gave a sharp growl of pain as the squat goblin put her condensed weight into the sudden submission hold.

The audience erupted into cheers and shouts as the flirty fan favorite took control over the fight. Tracy snarled and tried twisting to throw her off, but Lix had latched in like a koala and kept bending her limb painfully back. Tracy had to launch some blind kicks before one connected with the mounted goblin, launching her back a couple feet. Lix still skidded to a stop, grinning as her curves jiggling as they absorbed the impact throughout her rubbery goblin body. Even having driven her back, Tracy got the point that she couldn’t take her too lightly.

The werewolf grimaced at her, wiping some drool from her lip and got back to her feet. She squared up with Lix and came at her with more whipping blows, but the goblin just ducked and wove around them as she read the loping blows. Tracy tried to blitz her and throw both of her arms around her to hold her down, but Lix darted in between her arms and smashed a short but potent uppercut into the bottom of her muzzle. Tracy’s padded fangs clacked together as she flinched and Lix swept the stunned shebeast’s legs out from under her. She pounced in while she fell and tackled her to the mats, grabbing Tracy’s big fluffy tits through her sports bra.

“I always figured you for a bottom,” Lix smirked as she pinned her to the mat.

The shortstack unleashed a sudden storm of punches on the downed wolf. They smashed precisely into her snout and tits, leaving some bruises in her wake. Tracy winced, knowing her lycanthropy had her heal from more major injuries and gashes than blunt force impacts. Whether Lix knew that or was too small and weak to do that much damage wasn’t clear, but either way her regeneration didn’t do much favors. She raised her gloves paws before bodily hurling Lix away. She rose to all fours, breathing heavily but far from out of the fight.

“Now you’re lookin’ like the repressed puppydog you really are,” Lix giggled, sticking out her tongue playfully.

It only irritated Tracy further, just like she expected. She shifted her weight rather than rising, sorting herself out on all fours intentionally rather than being knocked down on them. Her strong limbs bulged with muscle before she sprang forward, slamming one of her padded claws into Lix’s stomach when she caught her by surprise. The goblin huffed as she was lifted off her feet again and smashed back against the cage’s bars.

“Still a puppy? Cuz you’re lookin’ like a bitch!” Tracy snarled.

She drove a few palm strikes into Lix’s nose until she slipped out of her grasp. She had a trickle of dark green blood under her nose as she dropped low, but the werewolf had brought herself down to her level. She reacted quickly and tackled into her, slamming Lix to the mats. It was her turn on top, but the sweaty goblin was tough to keep still. Her squishy body slipped beneath her, sticking her face between Tracy’s tits to evade her incoming fist. Hiding behind her opponent’s own curves, Lix landed a rapid barrage of short punches into Tracy’s breasts and belly. The wolf gave a short, breathless gasp as Lix even started throwing kicks and knees into her lower belly and crotch.

Tracy hurried backward, scrambling on all fours to at least get the little fighter back in her line of sight. Lix was already in motion, tumbling over backward and swinging her foot up in a bicycle kick upside her head. Tracy’s eyes fluttered as she fell back on her ass right before the first round bell rang.

Tracy lurched off to her corner where her second was waiting. She dropped back onto a foldout stool that creaked under her weary bulk. A cool rag rubbed across her fur as her human coach started cleaning her up. The rubbing stung some of her bruises forming under her fur.

“I’m gonna unleash the beast on that little shit,” Tracy fumed in her corner.

“That’s what she wants. Keep a steady head and keep switching things up, because she’s going to do the same,” her corner girl warned.

“She’s just a rat,” the bigger fighter snarled, baring her fangs enough to let her mouthguard get swapped out.

“They call her The Rat because she can get out of anything. She’s a slippery little thing and she’ll fit into any opening you give her. Focus up, stay on your toes and stay low without falling for her traps.”

Back in her corner, Lix freshened up with some water but did little else. Her coach leaned on the bars as she checked her phone.

“Lingerie company wants you to do some modeling gig,” she noted casually.

“Ooh. Send me that one,” Lix agreed cheerily.

She was never one to overthink her strategies, and given her success rate, decisive nature, and unpredictability, Dara was happy to go along with it.

“Aright. You just keep doin’ your thing out there, girl.”

She squeezed a broad hand on Lix’s shoulder. The fit little lady passed off her bottle and shook out her red locks, her own bruises already fading as she rapidly healed up between rounds. When the bell rang, she sprang back up to her feet. Tracy growled and lowered herself to all fours to return to her wolf-like stance.

McDane bounded towards her with a sudden burst of speed. She couldn’t properly claw the goblin with her gloves on, but she was able to spare one of her arms/forelegs to get a charging clothesline in on Lix’s tits. They bounced around like water balloons in her sports bra, and she barely caught her footing when Tracy landed, turned sharply and lunged in again. She was soon zipping past her over and over, bashing elbows of fists into her sides and hips. Lix jerked with each blow but she stayed on her feet, regrouping just in time for the next hit.

“Nice trick, pupper… but not quick enough!”

Lix whipped around, making full use of her speed to intercept Tracy. A perfectly tied palm strike brought the butt of her hand smashing into the incoming wolf’s face, making her see stars as her bulky body ran right into the head shot. Her eyes rolled as she lost control of her own momentum. Lix hopped around her, letting her crumble over the mats in her disoriented state. McDane stumbled up to one knee, rubbing a hand over her stinging snout. She was just blinking the tears out of her eyes when she spotted Lix rushing her. The shortstack leapt up shockingly high, planting a foot on Tracy’s bent knee and springing off it to launch herself even higher. Lix’s rising knee smashed into Tracy’s chin, knocking the wolf’s head upward in a quick spray of spit and sweat.

The audience’s burst of cheers sounded dulled to the dazed werewolf as she bucked backward. She felt her back hit the hard cold steel of the cage as Lix landed straddling her midsection. Lix grabbed the stunned wolf’s mane of hair, but she didn’t go for the head so much as carefully reposition the bigger fighter. Her dense little thighs launched her knee upward, bashing it into Tracy’s crotch. She found her perfect frequency of force like a safecracker, just enough to sting the bigger woman while creating a pulse of arousal and wetness that grew in her groin. Tracy twitched and gave a canine whimper as her weakening focus gave way to the mix of pain and lust that took over her simplified mind.

“There’s a good puppy,” Lix purred, grinning down at her shaggy and weary opponent.

Tracy could only give her a dazed stared, so Lix went in for the kill. She turned around and shoved her curvy ass back into the wolf’s face. It suddenly shocked her to find how heavy she was breathing as her powerful nose was flooded by the scent of a sweaty, horny goblin. It was potent enough for her to pick up from across the ring, but it was overwhelming to have the shortstack’s musk shoved in her face. Tracy yipped into her muffling ass as Lix leaned on her palms, raising her legs to wrap around the back of the wolf’s neck. They squeezed in a suspended leglock, mashing her snout deeper into her squishy green taint that was so wet and pungent that she may as well have been naked as she forcefully sat on her opponent’s face.

Tracy’s were wide as saucers as the horny juices hit her like another punch to the face that didn’t go away. Lix smirked back at her, shaking her ass and hooking a thumb on her shorts. She yanked it down to her knees, loosening the hold just enough to expose her hips. She locked it back on, forcing Tracy’s tongue up her pussy and cold nose up her ass. Lix shifted her weight onto her elbow to spike her fist in a short, soft punch to the werewolf’s twat. Tracy’s struggling brain almost thought Lix was weakening, somehow, but she quickly realized that the redhead was holding back on purpose. It sent the perfect amount of pain up her crotch to shock her while making her bouncing, pulsing clit shudder just enough to hijack her brain. It kept her paralyzed in place, caught against the cage as she was constantly edged by the sexual brawler.

“Whatya say, fuzzball? Tap and be my bitch and I’ll let you finish,” Lix offered with a grin. “That or I can draw this out allll night and make ya look even worse.”

Tracy couldn’t think of anything but her sudden and powerful urge to cum. She raised a paw and even with a few seconds left in the round, she tapped out with a palm rapidly slapping Lix’s ass cheek. It made the bare green buns bounce around in the loser’s face.

Once the bell rang, Lix gave her ass a few more grinding shakes to really rub her scent into the beaten wolf. Tracy’s eyes rolled with her tongue lolling out against the goblin’s sloppy slit, but Lix finally bumped her butt back to shove the wolf back against the bars. Lix got to her knees, tugging off her sweat and cum-soaked bottoms. She stood over Tracy and pulled on her ears, forcing her back to all fours.

“Alright, good girl,” she said, caressing between her ears.

“Time to make good and take mommy’s punishment~!”

She yanked Tracy into a headlock, leashing her under her arm and reaching far enough to pull down the werewolf’s shorts. Her thick fur did nothing to conceal that her crotch was soaking wet, making the fur drip and hang around her swollen and abused pussy lips. Tracy whined powerlessly, but her tail wagged witlessly above her raised muscular ass. It took no effort for Lix to stuff three fingers into her, pumping the much bigger woman’s slit. She teased around the fattened up clit, and soon she stuffed her whole hand inside her. Tracy gasped and moaned as the audience went wild for Lix’s usual show of dominating sexuality. Being degraded in her breathless and punchdrunk state meant nothing to her now as the triumphant goblin’s fingers masterfully teased and pleased her. Puddles formed underneath her, formed of her sweat, drool and pussy juices until her strong back arched. She let out a long whine that broke into a long, shrill wolf howl as she squirted heavily over Lix’s wrist, flooding the mats with enough of her cum to mix her various juices together beneath her.

Tracy’s strong limbs gave way and she dropped to her face. Her ass raised up as the half-dressed wolf orgasmed in front of the crowd. Lix strutted away from her with her sticky hands raised high overhead. She licked some of Tracy’s cum off her fingertips before blowing a kiss with the same sloppy hand to the audience.

“Looks like she couldn’t last, but I’m good to go all night. Hope some I’ve got some eager fans who’re lookin’ to celebrate with me, cuz it’s gonna take more than one to satisfy me after a win that easy!”

Lix winked towards the crowd, having already picked out a couple of front-row fans she’d set her heart on for tonight. She rarely had trouble getting audience members to fuck her brains off while she was still sore and high on the adrenaline from a good fight. Random fans she met giving autographs had better chances of penetrating her than the beaten wolf behind her had at penetrating her defenses in their fight. Plus, she really was a little excited for another lingerie shoot…