Fox Fight

A Completely Random GP Story

Author's Note:

This entire story was made up as I went a long, nothing was planned. I just got inspired and maybe a little yiffy and just started typing letting the story lead itself. The background is an athletic red fox saw an out of shape grey fox with a pudgy belly. He asked if the grey fox would like to have a boxing bout with him. Thinking he meant as a workout he agreed but once he saw the area where the ring was was dark except the ring's own spotlight he became uneasy. When the red fox shows up in boxing attire he see's a look in his eye that tells him he's about to get womped on for fun. And he was right. The red fox merely wanted to use him for a heavy bag and for his own entertainment. Hope you enjoy the story. :)

The fox nervously adjusted his mouth guard as he stared across the ring at his opponent. The red fox was more athletic and well built than he was. His soft, grey fur covered his body with the white fur on his chest and belly outlining the bit of pudge he had. The red fox had smiled to himself when he saw his out of shape opponent and noted how the white fur sort of drew attention to his pudgy belly.

His navel seemed deep which made a dark spot, the perfect thing to aim for too. All in all he was confident he was going to hand that grey fox a sound beating and he was going to savor every moment of it. The way he had smirked at him made the grey fox nervous.

He swallowed hard as he got up and went to the center of the ring to meet the red fox there. Seeing him closer showed how much in better shape he was and his hopes of at least holding his own against him soon sank. From the dim light off to the side the automated timer let out a buzz signaling them to start.

He tapped gloves with him and watched as he bounced around with his paws ready. The red fox made the first move tossing a few light jabs into the middle of his belly and chest. The grey fox tried to dodge them shyly but ended up just centering himself better for the shots. He watched as the red fox's glove jabbed into the middle of his belly making a smacking sound as his glove hit his belly pushing a bit of air out of him before another hit him squarely in the chest.

He circled around the red fox a bit not wanting to be cornered. With a confident smirk the red fox stepped closer and launched an assault into the weaker fox's body with a few straights going to the middle of his stomach, a few hooks to his sides and ribs before he threw and uppercut to the middle of his gut.

The grey fox tried to block but every single of the more athletic fox's attacks landed. He doubled over a bit as a fast blue boxing glove smacked into his belly making it jiggle a bit. "Oooph! Ufft!" He let out a few whooshes of air as the red fox landed a hook to his ribs making him wince before the other fist hooked into the side of his stomach.

He hunched down and tried to block but the fast blue glove broke past his defense and slammed into his belly, arcing upwards in an uppercut which lifted him slightly. "Hoooph!" The red fox danced around a bit with a smile as he heard the embarrassing sounds coming from the other fox.

He certainly didn't seem to be doing so good as the red fox's lightening fast paws send a fast punch to his solar plexus before the other hooked into the side of his muzzle. "Guuuph!" He was shocked at the sudden pain as the blue gloved fist slammed into his solar plexus. He could feel his muscles twitch in protest as it knocked the wind out of him.

He felt a little sick to his stomach as his muzzle was slammed sideways flinging saliva from his muzzle. The red fox tried to keep from laughing as he slammed a punch straight into the middle of his stomach. His eyes zeroed in on the dark spot his deep navel made as he aimed an uppercut there.

"Boooft!" He doubled over as the red fox's fist sank into the middle of his gut making his belly churn and gurgle. He tightened up hoping to block his next attack but his opponent's fist shot right past his defenses as it slammed an uppercut into his navel. "Guuuuha!" He doubled over and was lifted up slightly as the wind was knocked out of him.

He took a deep breath trying desperately to get air as his stomach gurgled and churned at the beating he was receiving. His own red gloves went to his belly as he was doubled over. Before the red fox could start smacking his muzzle around the automated timer buzzed signaling the end of the first round.

They went back to their corners to rest a bit. The red fox didn't sit, just leaned against his corner post quietly enjoying the great fun he was having. He was still surprised the other fox was stupid enough to accept his offer of a boxing bout without anyone else around. That way no one could stop the fight and he was free to womp on his pudgy belly to his hearts content.

The grey fox sat on his stool and doubled over softly rubbing his beaten belly. He had a dull ache in the pit of his stomach and red splotches were forming under his soft, white belly fur. Once again the timer buzzed and he went back to the center for round two.

He saw it coming but didn't have the time to react as the blue glove smacked into the side of his muzzle snapping it to the right before his other fist hooked into his face snapping it to the left. He took a step back before his view snapped to the right, then left as the red fox smacked his muzzle about. His cocky smirk was back as he boxed his muzzle about thinking it was kind of funny.

The grey fox had stumbled back a bit disoriented as he felt an uppercut hit the bottom of his chin snapping his head upwards. He stumbled back and against the ropes. He grabbed them with his arms as he tried to get his vision straight. He only realized that his body was now wide open until it was too late.

The red fox paused for a split second to savor the view of his opponent's body beaten against the ropes and wide open. His soft, white belly and the dark spot his navel made were such an inviting target, he couldn't resist.

He sent two straights rocketing into his navel before a quick jab to his solar plexus. "Hooph! Huuugh!" grunted the out of shape fox as his opponent's fists sank deeply and easily into his undefended body. His belly gurgled, churned and began to burn a little as the other fox kept at him. "Guuph!" His body bounced with the ropes as a blue glove made a smacking sound as it collided with body just under his ribs flinging a bit of saliva from his muzzle.

Wanting to keep him on the ropes he quickly moved back up to his muzzle and head. The grey fox could only watch helplessly as his muzzle snapped to the left, then right. His vision blurred as it kept happening. Left, right, left right, upwards as he hit his chin. He could taste blood in his mouth as another punch sank into the middle of his gut driving the air out of him as he took a breath. "Hooooph!"

He doubled over and gasped a bit as the dull ache roared in the pit of his stomach. He had never felt such a deep, painful ache until his opponent's fists invaded his stomach. The red fox went back to the center and waited for him. Humiliated he was losing so badly he shoved himself off the ropes and went back to the center ready to block anything that was sent his way.

Knowing the round was about to end the red fox sent a series of jabs into the other fox's body. "Guh! Huugh! Ooph!" The first three made a smacking sound as they hit the center of his stomach, right on his navel. It stung a bit from the boxing gloves and he let out soft whooshes of air. "Gooph!" The last blow of that round jabbed straight into his solar plexus sinking in a bit deeper than before. His upper abs twitched and with a spasm as the air was forced from his lungs.

The timer buzzed once more sending the two battling vulpines to their respective corners. Once again the red fox rested against his corner post savoring the feel of his fists sinking into his opponent's pudgy body. It gave easily and he loved how he was a poor fighter and just soaked up the punishment he was dishing out.

The grey fox felt miserable. His stomach ached and burned, his muzzle and face hurt and he could still taste a bit of blood and thought he had a black eye beginning. He was feeling rather beaten up and humiliated by the other fox and knew the next round would be the last. With a heavy sigh he got back up when the buzzer sounded and went back to the middle of the ring.

The red fox wasted no time in going back to work on him. Despite his best efforts he still couldn't successfully block anything and grunted as the red fox's fists hooked into his ribs soundly hitting both sides before a quick jab popped directly to his nose.

Blinded by the sudden sharp pain his brought his gloves up exposing his body, just as planned. A fast jab to his solar plexus was fast followed by an uppercut that landed perfectly on his navel. "Uuugh!" He grunted as saliva flung from his muzzle, his solar plexus twitching with the blow. "Huuuugh!" The wind was knocked out of him as he bent over the red fox's fist as it sank deeply into his pudgy belly.

As the hard fist was pulled back he could feel his belly fill back out as he desperately tried to draw air into his lungs. "Uuugh..." He softly moaned as his belly puffed out. Seeing his belly puff out and a few bruises on his battered gut he couldn't resist attacking such an enticing target.

Three fast straight's sent solidly into the middle of his stomach all using his navel as a bullseye. Each one got progressively harder as well forcing the poor fox backwards. "Hoogh! Guuugh! Joooph!" He hunched over as right after left slammed deeply into his pudgy belly making it jiggle a bit between blows.

He took slow, deep breaths as the ache in the pit of his stomach raged even harder. His stomach gurgled and churned as he felt like he might be sick. Finally he spit his mouth guard out and whined "Please, stop!" The red fox only laughed as he stepped forward and slammed a hard uppercut into his solar plexus. "Huuuugh!" His eyes went wide as his cheeks puffed out, saliva flung from his mouth as the punch seemingly sank all the way to his spine. The red fox watched as it sank in deeply and he could feel his muscles spasm though his glove. He lifted him up off the ground before he pulled his fist back letting him crash to the ring knocked out cold.

He stared down at his defeated opponent as a small puddle of drool formed around his mouth. His belly was puffy and he could see an angry red color under his white belly fur. He took his mouth guard out and smiled down at him as he groaned while still being out. "Stop? What on earth for? That was the best part!"