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Coffee Break Story

Prize Fighter 2: Crimson Break

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She smiled as the goat leaned against her shoulder. He cooed softly as she caressed his cheek gently, the soft side the koala let almost no one ever see of her. And only he ever got to fully experience it. "I can't talk you out of it, can I?" She heard the worry in his voice.

Bonny chuckled. "No. But you know better, Manny. I live for the fight." He sighed, but nodded. He knew his girlfriend well enough by now, even if they had only been an official item for a few months. Even when they were together, a part of her still lived in that pit. And he just knew someday, he would watch her die there. He was afraid that day would be today, considering who her opponent was. They both knew of her, and in turn, she of knew Bonny. They both posted to D-Gen, after all.

A ferret poked his head through the doorway of the tiny room. "Dal says you're up in 10, B." He vanished just as quickly.

Bonny leaned up and kissed her boyfriend's cheek. "Alright, goat. Time for you to get out so I can get my head into the game."

He nodded, slipping off of her lap. "Alright. I'll be watching." He turned, only for her to slap his shapely rear before he left. "H-Hey!"

She chuckled. "Make sure that rod is ready for later. I'm sure this will be one hell of a good fight!" She gave him a big, toothy grin that made him both blush and gulp. She had a tendency to get uncontrollably horny after a fight, and he was the target of that affection. To the point that she would ride him for hours, well past empty... though he kind of loved the torturous lovemaking. He still gave her a smile before leaving her alone in the tiny room.

She could hear the crowd outside in the speakeasy-turned-backroom arena. They sounded as rowdy and drunk as always. She doubted anyone out there beyond a select few knew just what kind of showdown they were in store for. Maybe only Manny, herself, and the bat announcer Dal K. Though she was pretty sure several of the crowd were D-Gen members here to watch her finally get taken out. She had gone down a few times, but never out all the way. Though she had definitely taken out her fair share of people out there.

She took several deep breaths, pulling her thoughts away from the crowd. They didn't matter. Nothing mattered except for what was right in front of her fists. She flexed her fingers, feeling the athletic wrappings around her hands. She rolled her neck, feeling it loose enough. Standing up, she bounced a little on her feet. She felt ready, excited even. She moved to the door, pulling it open and heading out. It was time to live.

In the ring, Dal K. yelled to the crowd. "EVERYONE! It is time for today's big match! Are you ready!?" The bat smiled wide as he heard the cheering, completely hiding any worry he might have been feeling. He might like Bonny, even consider her a friend, but he knew what was what around here. "In our first corner, standing at 5'6" and weighing 160ish pounds! You know her, you love her or hate her! BONKER BONNY!" Bonny stepped through the opening in the fence around the ring, holding up her hand as the audience did their thing. She was not in her usual attire, since it got ruined in the last fight. Though it was similar enough. Still a black hoodie, just not one nearly as ratty, with a dog skull emblazoned on the back. Her shorts were now a pair of blue cloth. None of it really matching her rough grey fur.

Dal raised his other wing-arm. "In our other corner! Standing at 5'11" and giving me a glare when I asked her weight, our challenger! Don't let her age fool you, she's just as tough as nails and twice as sharp! CRIMSONIA!" Stepping into the pit on the other side was a tall, toned squirrel. Her fur was vibrantly red, her hair dyed an equally vibrant green and tied into a tight ponytail. The 36 year old's real name was Sonia Redd, and she was well known in certain circles, specifically the D-Gen forums. She had made a name for herself recently by winning this year's Death Dash competition, rather handily trouncing her final opponent in a one-on-one fight. Unlike in the dash, she was actually dressed this time, wearing a simple sports bra of green, and athletic shorts to match, both clinging around her toned form. She looked every bit the fighter Bonny knew she was. This would be fun.

Sonia looked up at the koala across from her, green eyes meeting Bonny's black. "Glad to see you didn't back out." She fell into a light stance.

Bonny grinned, bringing her own hands up. "Wouldn't miss this for the world." She noted Dal quickly exiting the pit, signaling they were free to go at it. Bonny moved first, launching herself forward with a burst of speed. She very rarely waited for her opponent to make the first move. Her fist came up, aiming to collide with the squirrel's face. Instead, her movement was halted as the woman's lower leg slapped against her chest in a kind of clothesline move. Her back slammed against the dirty floor a moment later, though she managed to keep her head from doing the same. A foot came down on her chest a second later, making her grunt. Okay, so the woman was good.

Changing tactics, she grabbed the foot on her chest before it could be lifted, then rolled. Sonia let out a cry of surprise as she was pulled over, her turn to find herself on the ground. She still managed to twist her foot free of the grip before anything more could happen. With a twist of her legs and body that looked more like a breakdancing move than an attack, she managed to spin herself up, flipping to her feet in the same motion.

Bonny just blinked at the flashy maneuver, then threw her fist out. This time it connected with the woman's jaw, making her grunt and stagger a step away. "This isn't dance theater, fluffy."

"Fair enough." Sonia rubbed her jaw for a moment, then suddenly slid at Bonny sideways, lashing her foot out in a side kick that caught the pit fighter by surprise. It also caught her in the gut, sending her stumbling several steps back in pain. She really needed to watch out for those legs. Not heeding her own thought, a follow up kick landed on her hip, knocking her a bit off balance. Enough that her legs could be swept out from under her, sending her crashing back to the ground again.

"Fuck..." She moved to pick herself up, only to be pinned back down as the weight of the woman's ass landed on her chest. She found herself staring up at the crotch of the woman now sitting atop her. "Nice view."

Sonia grinned. "Thanks." She then slammed her fist down. Bonny managed to shift just enough to avoid having her nose re-broken again. She shifted again, avoiding a second punch, and knowing the squirrel was playing with her. When she shifted a third time, she hauled with all her weight to heave the woman off of her. Sonia moved away almost gracefully... or it would have been if her little twirl wasn't halted by an elbow catching her across the face. Bonny didn't let up this time, throwing another series of punches while her opponent was on the back foot, hitting her belly, chest, and face. She even saw a bit of blood burst from the woman's nose, somehow looking less red than her fur.

Eventually, the older fighter did manage to get her guard back up, blocking several of the punches. She moved in closer, wrapping her arm around Bonny's shoulders and hooking her leg behind. Pushing forward while pulling the leg out, she threw the koala back to the ground hard. Bonny was getting really tired of ending up on the ground like this. Without even getting all the way up, she slammed her fist into her opponent's shin, hearing the cry of pain it caused. As Sonia stumbled back a step, Bonny threw a low blow, her fist rising hard to crack right between the squirrel's legs. While it was not as devastating as it would be to a man, it was certainly not a fun time for a woman, either.

Bonny continued her momentum, grabbing Sonia's head as the woman tried to keep her balance. She drove the squirrel's nose into her knee, smashing it hard enough that she heard it break. Sonia bounced off, clutching at her face as she tumbled to the ground. Bonny tried to follow up, diving to pin the woman down, only to feel a pair of feet get under her and press right against where that first kick had hit. The next thing she knew, she was being pushed away, launched into the air. She flailed in the air, trying to grab something nearby. "FUCK!" There was nothing to grab onto before she belly-flopped back to the ground with a thud.

Both women panted heavily as they writhed on the ground, Sonia clutching her bloody face, Bonny her aching chest. The crowd of course was loving this more even match. Mostly even. Bonny was well aware she was outclassed here, and it pissed her off more than a little. With a growl, she slammed her fist against the ground. Many in the crowd knew that look, their cheers only getting louder as the koala let her rage take over, encouraging the brutality that always followed.

Sonia managed to get herself back up to her feet, blood drooling from her shattered nose. She had to gasp through her mouth for air. Looking up, her eyes went wide as she saw the murderous fury in her opponent's eyes. She had to move quickly, avoiding a series of punches with nothing held back. She blocked one, only to feel her arm nearly break from the heavy blow. Another barely missed her face, but did strike her shoulder hard enough that something popped. Not quite dislocating it, but it still made her scream.

The next thing the squirrel knew, her hair was grabbed. Bonny slammed her head forward, but Sonia countered with a headbutt of her own, both women smashing their foreheads together and bouncing off in pain. It was Sonia's turn to go on the offensive, slipping her arm around the woman and hooking her leg again. But she couldn't get the throw off as a fist started repeatedly smacking against the side of her ribs. So instead, she twisted and heaved with all of her might, throwing the woman as hard as she could.

She was ready to follow up and pin the koala down. Instead she halted a step as she saw the woman twist in the air and actually grab the fence around the edge, and start to climb it. Bonny's somewhat-signature move. Mostly because people loved to throw her at the walls, so she learned to use it to her advantage. Planting her foot against the grated wall, she pushed off to launch herself off. Only for a foot to smash against her face as Sonia lashed out with a brutal high kick, her lead stretched out so high she was nearly doing a vertical split. Bonny's head twisted to the side, her body following with her, spinning in the air for a moment.

Her face smashed against the ground, the rest of her following a half second later. Her momentum continued, making her roll to the side several times. Yet she was back up on her feet only a second later. Blood drooled from a cut above her left eye, soaking into her fur and hoodie. She panted heavily, but still glared at the woman across from her. Hard enough that lasers might shoot from her eyes. The look alone made Sonia flinch. That momentary opening was all she needed, charging forward and tackling the squirrel. She slammed her shoulder against the taller woman, driving her to the ground. It was her turn to pin the woman down.

Or it would be, if a leg didn't come up to smash a knee between her legs in a form of turnabout. She yelped, slumping to her knees as she grasped at her groin. Suddenly, a leg was around her shoulders, another behind her head. Sonia grabbed her in a scissorlock, her powerful legs wrapped hard around her and dragging her to the ground. The toned thighs crushed against her throat, choking her. She tried to smash her fists against those thighs, pry them open, even smack at the woman's knee in attempt to break it, but she had no good leverage. She kicked uselessly as she struggled.

Sonia took all of it, squeezing hard. "Give up! Fucking tap out, you psycho bitch!"

Bonny managed to choke out "FUCK YOU!" her voice was raspy and harsh, almost not her own, like she was possessed by something else.

The squirrel grit her teeth, squeezing even harder. "Your choice." She kept her grip tight, even while the woman struggled all the harder. Bonny flailed and struck again and again, even as she started to lose consciousness. The growing darkness only made her fight that much harder, nearly throwing the woman off several times, but she could not break the hold. She opened her mouth, trying to let out a scream of rage, but all that came was a guttural rasp. It was the last thing she was aware of doing before the darkness finally fully claimed her.

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Manny whimpered as he sat in the uncomfortable wooden chair. His arms were tied by rough rope behind his back, his legs also bound to the chair. The goat sat completely naked, his impressive shaft on full display. A muzzle gag was wrapped about his snout, keeping his jaw clamped shut, allowing him only to make the whimpering noises, but not speak. But there was other noise in the room, loud moans and cries of passion. He had a clear view of the fluffy red tail in front of him, along with everything else the squirrel had on full display, as she was just as naked as he was.

Sonia threw her head back as she cried out in pleasure, bare breasts bouncing as she undulated on the bed. Against her, Bonny also cried out, the two women grinding their equally drenched pussies against one another. Bonny clung to the leg wrapped around her middle, this time fully accepting the thing holding her. She let out a louder cry as her orgasm struck, the sixth so far. Her hips undulated all the more, grinding herself harder against the woman that had defeated her only three hours earlier.

Sonia also came soon, only her third. She finally felt the Koala go slack against her, and let herself relax, falling back onto the bed to pant heavily. "Fu-fucking... hell! You are an in-insatiable... little slut, aren't you?"

Bonny laughed, just as breathlessly. "This... is me... holding back!"

"Really? Gods..." She looked at the tied up goat nearby. "I almost feel sorry for your boy toy."

The koala sat up a little. "Don't be." She pointed to the effeminate man's throbbing shaft, the tip drooling as if he were about to burst. "He's enjoying the show." She looked at him more directly. "Aren't you, goat?" He nodded quickly, though almost like he was afraid to say anything else. "See? He's a good little pet."

Sonia grunted, but still smirked. "Whatever makes you happy, I guess." She took several deep breaths, then pushed herself back up. She reached out to gently brush the Koala's cheek. "Sure I can't convince you to ditch him and come with me instead?"

The hand was slapped away. "Not happening, ya fluffy red cunt."

The squirrel laughed. "Fair enough." She swung her legs off of the bed, only to feel a little unsteady as she stood up. "Whoo... I'll say this, you fuck almost as good as you fight." She ached all over, only some of which from the fight in the arena. She managed to steady herself and start pulling her clothes back on. She flicked her fluffy tail as she saw the koala still staring at her ass. "Offer to come with me is still open. I'll even let you bring your toy."

Bonny shook her head. "No. I belong in that pit." She hesitated for a moment. "But... thanks..." It sounded awkward coming out of her mouth.

Sonia shrugged again. "Well, if you ever change your mind, you know how to contact me." After pulling her shirt on, she moved to the door of the koala's fairly empty apartment. "Take care out there, Bonny."

Bonny watched as the door shut, leaving her alone with the goat. She took a moment to take a few breaths of her own. When the man whimpered nearby, she looked at him. "Oh, right." She slid off of the bed, moving closer to him. She put her mouth right up next to his ear. "Did you like watching your girlfriend fuck another woman?" He nodded quickly. "Of course you did. And you behaved yourself the whole time." She leaned even closer. "You've been a very good boy." He whined, straining beside her. She lowered her voice to barely a whisper. "Let it out." She reached down and touched the base of his shaft, running a finger along the underside of the throbbing, straining 8 inches.

He started to thrash and whine loud as he came for her, letting out what he had been holding back for almost two hours. His seed sprayed in thick, heavy spurts, arching high into the air. He squirmed and tugged at the ropes binding him, his hips thrusting with every heavy blast. He went for almost two minutes, his cock still twitching and jerking as it tried to pump cum well after he had run out, leaving his shaft and balls aching.

She smiled as she watched the whole thing, doing nothing more than very gently holding his shaft until it was finally done. Hands that were callused from beating people's faces in moved up, touching him with a gentle tenderness. "Good boy." She slid her fingers around his head, deftly flicking the little clasps open on the muzzle before slowly pulling it away. He gasped and panted heavily, tongue hanging out a little. "Feeling better?"

He nodded. "Y-yes..." He tensed up as she pressed herself close, only to melt when her lips touched his. His eyes fell half-lidded as he lost himself in her kiss, her scent filling his nose, her taste filling his mouth. The aching faded away as it was all his world became in that all-too brief moment. When she pulled back, he was left with his tongue still hanging out of his mouth.

She giggled, finger running under his chin. "Think you're ready for another go?"

He tensed up, whimpering. "B-but y-you were just... with her! F-for two hours!"

She nodded, spreading her legs to show him her still drooling pussy. "Yeah, and that was a fun warmup. But now my cunt is aching for this meat to fill it." She straddled his legs, lowering herself enough to rub her lower lips against his shaft. "C'mon, I know you've got another load or two left in those sexy balls of yours." She leaned close again. "Go on, tell me you want me riding you until you're drained and empty."

He let out a whimper, but did nod. "I-I want... it." He looked up at her as she lifted her hips up, only to slam back down against him and take his whole shaft. He cried out as her sodden pussy took him fully. She started to ride him hard, not bothering with a slow pace. She never started slow, only ever fucking him like a wild animal. He knew he was in for another night of this, being used well past the point he had nothing left to give. It was how she showed her love for him. He was the only man she ever allowed to fuck her anymore. He was the only one who could keep up with her even slightly.

He let out a whine as she slammed down again, hearing her moaning and crying out loud. That was enough for him. He loved her, too. Even when she was riding him past the point of pain... or especially then.

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