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Xiao slugged the punching bag to practice his rhythm and beat out his frustration at the same time. He was still embarrassed about his loss a few weeks ago in the ring. In front of a massive crowd, he lost to Indigo the dragoness, a musky mountain of a woman who, in the process of defeating Xiao, smothered him under the fat and sweaty cheeks of her ass. Xiao had enjoyed it, but he intended to win next time. If she wanted to sit on him after the fight, that was fine - but he was going to win.

As he exercised, he listened to the sounds from the small ring behind him. The mat bounced from practice falls and karate throws. Those in the ring were laughing and having a good time. Xiao turned to look and wished he hadn't. In the ring was a lady who reminded him of Indigo. The resemblance wasn't in her species, because she was a bear. It wasn't in her figure, because she was chubby unlike the muscular Indigo. What reminded Xiao of Indigo was the bear's wide ass, which was covered in gym shorts soaked through with sweat. Xiao could already imagine that kind of an ass grinding on him after a loss.

The bear's opponent was just leaving, saying, "You're way too much for me, you're gonna break me in half if you keep it up." She was a tiger and appeared college-aged, and she was also very pretty. Xiao had no interest in her, only the bear.

She caught him looking and smiled at him. When she climbed out of the ring, he tossed her a clean towel.

"Thanks, honey," said the black bear, dabbing her face with the towel. Sweat permeated her fur. It soaked through her sports bra and her nipples were stenciled by it. "I've seen you before. You're that kid who lost to Indigo a couple weeks ago, right?"

The ocelot blushed. "Is that all anyone knows me for?"

She laughed. "It's what I know you for. Xiao, right? I'm Farrah, Farrah Kushner," she said, sticking out a big paw. Xiao shook it.

"Nice to meet you, Farrah," Xiao said quietly. "Do you wrestle much? You seem to be, uh-, you seem pretty into it."

"I like throwin' flimsy skinny people around like ragdolls," the bear indulgently said, smiling. "How come, you wanna get beat up by an old woman?"

The ocelot smiled. It was a thin and embarrassed smile and it was one Farrah had seen more times than she could count. "You're not old. You can't be more than-, what, thirty?"

"Forty-fi-i-ive," Farrah said, but giggled like a little girl would. A blush warmed up her cheeks. She leaned down and smooched Xiao with her big, slobbery jowls. "Oh, you're gonna butter me up until I take you home and cook you a nice meal, aren't you?"

Xiao chuckled. "Actually, that sounds pretty nice, but-, no. I was just being-. Sorry."

"Don't you be sorry, honeybun," Farrah cooed, suddenly hugging Xiao close. He decided that she was somebody's mother. It was the only thing that could explain how cuddly and sweet she was. "Do you wanna wrassle me or diddle me? Or both!" she giddily exclaimed.

"Just wrestle, let's take it slow," Xiao murmured. Her ursine smell was thick and earthy. Xiao had no choice but to inhale great quantities of it. "But I want you to know I don't play around," he said in as firm a voice he could manage. "I'm looking for a serious fight. You let me know if you want to stop."

"Ooh, like a safe word? That's kinky!" Farrah chirped. "How about if things get too hairy, I just shout indigo." She grinned down at him.

"Indigo works," the ocelot tightly replied, cheeks as red as beets.

At the gym, there was always a small crowd ready to form to enjoy a wrestling match. Farrah was an especially popular fighter the rare times she decided to get into the ring. She was keenly aware of why she was popular and enjoyed the attention. As a consequence, the bear was not averse to showboating. When someone in the small crowd gathering around the ring called out to Farrah, she replied with a little wave and a blown kiss.

The ocelot straightened his shorts and stepped up to meet Farrah. He looked up at her friendly, blue eyes and couldn't stop himself from smiling.

"Hope you're ready to get pummeled, sweetie," she teased. "Remember the safe word?"

"Yes," Xiao impatiently said, blushing again.

Somebody hit the bell and Xiao was the first one to swing, going for the bear's formidable belly. His fist thudded into her pliant fat and he realized immediately that this was a mistake. Any bear would have a natural layer of fat to keep them safe and warm.

Farrah did not recoil from the hit. She grinned down at him, malice flashing in her eyes. They seemed to go from warm to frigid. "This is gonna be fun," she crooned, grabbing for Xiao with her big paws.

The ocelot pulled back, moving faster than she could. Xiao ducked around her and lunged in to her flank, driving his fists into her side in a one-two punch. He felt her body tense and heard he grunt, but then she laughed. It was not forced.

"You're pretty good!" she cried and swung around with a fist. She was aiming for Xiao's head. He saw it and ducked but not fast enough, and her great mitt grazed his head, bruising him around the ear and knocking the sense out of him.

Xiao staggered to the mat with colors flashing in his eyes. He tried to stand up, faltered, and managed it the second try. Farrah was looking at him with some concern.

"You okay, sweetie? Did I get you?" she asked in a motherly voice.

"I'm fine," Xiao grunted, his blush vibrant. He thought she was as sweet as pie and it made him hate how effortless this fight was for her. "Let's go!"

"If you say so, hon," Farrah said, unable to keep the grin on her face. There was a hint of maliciousness in the expression - a touch of pleasure at the way she was controlling the fight and slapping Xiao down.

The ocelot picked up on the nastiness in her smile and used it. He could focus on that smile and fight back. Now she wasn't somebody's mom but an opponent teasing him. Quickly but fiercely, Xiao ducked in and went for what looked like the firmest and therefore most vulnerable part of the bear. It ended up being the space just beneath her breasts where mammary and belly fat were at their thinnest. Xiao's fists drove in to the breastplate in a one-two, one-two rhythm. And to his shock, Farrah was feeling it. She staggered back, uttering a winded sound. He kept coming but she shut him out by thrusting him away with her outstretched palms. The feline was hit square in the face by her massive palms and it sent him staggering back until the ropes stopped him. He bounced off them and threw himself at the bear again.

Farrah was no longer smiling. In fact, she looked downright annoyed. When Xiao was close enough to strike, she lashed out with a big paw and clubbed him off his feet where it had only been her intention to swat him away. As he hit the mat and bounced, she groused, "That hurt, you little jerk! I'm gonna have a bruise."

Xiao picked himself up and was about to apologize. Now she seemed like a mother again and her disappointment stung him. Before he could say even one feeble word, Farrah took hold of his shoulders and pushed him toward the turnbuckle with all her considerable strength. When his back snapped against the padded rod, he had a vivid flashback to that moment when Indigo the Champion had pinned him to the corner, her sweaty ass cheeks engulfing his muzzle, musk searing his nostrils. Ambivalent feelings coursed through his mind. He started to pull himself up but Farrah moved quickly into the corner and slugged him in the belly. All strength drained out of Xiao's legs and he let loose a warbling shriek as his behind hit the mat.

"Not so funny when it happens to you!" Farrah said in triumph, then turned on her heel. "Just for that...!" The bear said nothing more. Xiao knew what he had done and now he was about to be punished. He got an erection before her wide bottom touched his face. When it did, he could not help but inhale. Fabric absolutely saturated with the bear's ass sweat spread across Xiao's face like a clingy film, but it was breathable and he was able to suck oxygenated air out of the bear's crack.

His snout sank deep into her ass crack, or was it her ass crack slowly engulfing his head? Xiao did not consider the semantics of it. All he could comprehend was his rapidly shrinking world. As the bear giddily cried "Stink fa-a-ace!" and the small, but ardent crowd started to laugh, Xiao found himself both hating and adoring Farrah. The reek of her anal musk and sweat would cling to his fur for weeks and he had only just washed Indigo's scent out of his coat. Then Farrah began to wriggle and writhe as if she were a stripper and he were her pole. The back of his head rubbed uncomfortably into the turnbuckle but his snout was wedged inexorably deeper in the dank crevasse between her ass cheeks. Eventually his nostrils were so utterly hemmed in, probably against the bud of her anus if the scent was any indication, that he started to pass out.

Suddenly Farrah pulled forward and Xiao gasped in the air of the gym. His face was soaked with sweat. He crossed his legs to hide his erection which the gym shorts already hid somewhat because of their bagginess. Right in front of him, Farrah dug her shorts out of her ass crack, then said to him, "How'd my butthole smell, boy? You wanna go again, huh?" She laughed, adding, "Or we can have round two back at my place! That was fun."

Xiao just stared at the bear. He didn't know if he wanted to fuck her or go hide his face until the day he died.