Frank Beary Alabaster, Private Investigator

The uppercut makes it seem as if sam's arm is being assimilated by the gut, thud! another punch hits his upper gut, but because of the first punch his muscles held and only a soft grunt is forced out of him.

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Underestimated Opponent

His fist came rocketing upwards into my stomach digging in another solid punch which was quickly followed by another. i began to weakly struggle against him as his fist dug punch after punch into my soft, undefended belly. "oooph! uugh! hey! hooph! stop!

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A Bad Day

The windragon continues to hit greedo's gut even stronger. at every punch a lot of spits flew out of greedo's mouth with a moan. he can't react for the pain. the last punch is so strong to make a crater in the tree with the back of the red dragon.

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Mischievous Pickpocket

He ducked it and slammed a punch into the middle of his soft, chubby gut before the other sunk into his solar plexus just under his ribs. "ooph! huuuph!" he wrapped his arms around his body as a bit of wind was knocked out of him.

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Alexi Vs. Kenneth

To alexi if felt and sounded like he had punched a really thick water bed. to kenneth it felt like he had swallowed a lit match. the pit of his stomach burned as he felt his chubby belly being punched inward and upwards towards his ribcage.

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All over the flower field

I... well i'm just gut hurted again ???

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Track Team Throw Down

He could tell it had caught him by surprise and relished the feel of his foot sinking into his belly. "hoooph! uuft!" the fox buckled around his foot folding in half. his knees wobbled a bit before he dropped down on all fours.

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Shiron Beatdown

Xv send a rapid battery of punch to the shiron's stomach, which could only gasps between the punches. the last one was so strong to make a crater in the wall with shiron's back.

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Attack The Weak Point (Chapter 6)

And then, of course, my entire weight and momentum had to find the one bolder buried in snow with just enough of a tip on it that it could stab into my gut. a pain worse than the orc punches, my head shoved forward into the ice, my breath just gone.

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Attack The Weak Point (Chapter 5)

Three more poles, then two, then one right into my belly button, yet another punching into my side, then two more, and another three.

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Attack The Weak Point (Chapter 4)

Closed fist, a single strike, extending my punch out toward his gut to give the orc a belly blow. it was like punching iron, my fist bouncing off without noticeably affecting him, and left to await another ineffectual drop from the stone.

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