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The pomfing sound of another person planting himself hard against one of the many couches in this room could be heard throughout. It was known to them all as being a flomp, but what made it different than anyone else that simply collapsed against the leathery fabric was unknown, instead the orange fur that followed the movement of his body easily brought his arms to stretch well against the couch, taking up a good majority of the space that it provided with nothing but his leg to hang over the edge. One foot rested well on the floor with the other up in the air and those eyes turning well from side to side with the vulpine folding those black hands around the backside of his head while the fingers worked quickly to lace up one another. An easy smile ran over those lips with his green gaze turning quickly towards the image of those others around. It was pretty clear that there were a lot of people here today, more than usual. With the Iron Man tournament currently going on, he had to assume that a lot of people were simply on stand-by to either jump into the ring, or just waiting to see if their league leader needed more participants in order to fill in time. People paid good money to see these people fight, and many of them, including this handsome tod, didn't hold back their punches. It was why Brad was here, and he was happy to wait and see if the large roo would be coming up to him asking him for some overtime. Being shirtless was just part of the look for the ring, but his jeans were well set with a belt to hold them in place, at least until someone was willing to tear then off.

The room was a bit crowded today, usually very vacant with a few people happening through now and again, but today there were many people, the Iron Man Challenge having drawn in many of the fighters that usually live outside of the dorms attached to this building. Still those that lived in the dorms were still expected to share the space and so she did. Sitting more into the corner, the white squirrel wasn't participating in this competition, mostly due to having only recently returned after her long trip about. Lilly was popular among fighters, mostly for her soft spoken and kind demeanor that turned into a highly discipline and strong fighter specializing in sexual tactics that revolve around breast play during a fight. She was well equipped for this as well, her towering breasts set in her lap while she leaned forward, the white fur covered mountains hidden well behind a thick white gown that her usually very pert nipples seemed to try and cut through. Her hands holding a folder, flipping through it as she looked over the different fighters and personnel that had joined while she'd been away. There was a lot of studying to catch up on and while she did have to contend with the noise brought about by the many people that existed her for the tournament, she was going to try and keep to herself and let the others entertain one another. Tresses of blonde hair sometimes pooling over her shoulder, only to be wiped back by her hand to try and fold it behind her perked ears.

In order to make sure that she was left alone the pale squirrel had her companion sitting next to her, the two stark white creatures resting on the same couch, but while she took up only a little bit of space with her piles of folders resting on the table in front of her, the far larger white wolf rested back with his full bare and naked muscular body on complete display. Those bulging and set muscles shining through his thick pale fur, the fur even finding itself unable to hide the girth and size of this massive beast under it's thick existence. As he sat there his arms rested on the backside of the couch, reaching from one top corner to the other to demonstrate his span. Wolf was known as being a monster within the NSFW, a towering beast, a wall of muscles, but he was more affectionately known as being "the big puppy" where his usually gentle nature out of the ring was something of a complete contrast to how he seemed to act while in fights. Once his foot steps into the ring his entire personality was known to change from a goofy and fun guy to something of a near raging beast set to use his sexual combat specialized fighting to tear down his opponents quickly and erotically. While his body was designed to impress the masses what truly stood out about his body was actually the pitch black eyes that set in his head. There were no whites to them, no iris, no color, just a thick reflection-less black that didn't even give back a gleam of light from it's shadowed embrace.

When it came to ignoring the others in the room, though, Wolf wasn't one of the best at it, his eyes scanning around and looking from one person to the next, but there were two here that were absolute professionals at it, having learned to ignore other people around them so well that looking upon them might even make you feel like you weren't actually there. The lynx gripped the back of the head of the hyena female, their lips crossed and locked, tongues sliding back and forth across one another in a deep and tight hold while fingers dragged easily across one anothers bodies. They were pressed close enough together that they could even feel the thumping of their hearts echo off of one another while their blood raced through their chilled veins. The girls murred and purred into each other's lips, tasting, suckling, even biting down with soft nips to show the affection that they had for one another. The flavors that crossed back and forth between these two ground their black leather fabric outfits, ruffling them, pulling at them, and even as Sable finally broke the kiss for a moment to breath her lips came right back at Anna to wrap that sharp tooth possessing mouth around the side of the spotted hyena's neck, forcing the girl to roll her head back with her mouth falling open in a silent cry of pleasure. With her eyes focused on nothing the yena girl would give off a soft cooing pant, her arms gripping around her lover tighter, holding the feline body against her own while her body gave off a soft shiver of joy surging through her figure.

As long as the tournament was going on there was going to be a need for the bar to be open. A certain raccoon behind the counter continued to dish up requests with the skill of the legends that came before her and as she slid a glass of vodka across the polished counter top. The movement of the glass slid well with the flick of a wrist until it met the open red palm, the black fingers coming to wrap around it, gripping the glass in her hand and lifting its clear and highly flammable fluids to cool her throat from the inside. Not even touching the tongue but passing straight through to her stomach with an easy murr while she felt her body leaning back more and more until finally she'd lean forward once more like a rubber band, crashing the glass quickly into the bar top with a soft echoing clack as it hit the surface. The sound couldn't overshadow the others that existed here, making their own noises and calls, but this raccoon simply knew that if she kept filling the drakess's glass then it would take up her entire day, instead she was going to have to resort to something she didn't care to do often. With the fresh bottle of vodka coming to rest on the counter-top the red gaze of Cermina's eyes came to widen in joy, her hands reaching out for it before it was slid down towards her just like the glass had before. This Russian scaled fighter was now set, a bottle in hand brought to her lips and the others at the bar could be attended to easily enough.

The other two at the counter top was a pair that always made the pink raccoon smirk when she saw them. She knew what these two wanted, it was clear as the look on their faces and while she moved to open the mini-fridge to pull out two well chilled beers this girl would open them both at the same time under the counter and then place both bottles down in front of these two. It wasn't everyday that you got to see two green rabbits, or even that you got to see a rabbit with antlers. Only the male between them had this odd decoration, but she was happy to even get to service them both. When Gazzy gripped his drink he took a long swig, the girl of a similar name only pulling hers closer to her large bust to savor it more while they both turned away from the bar in order to look around at those that were here, the two of them smiling and while Gazzy remained sitting where he was Gazzi would head off towards the large and towering monster of a wolf that she saw at the other side of the room. If these two shared any relation at all then they certainly where willing to tell anyone, but as the green hare too a deep and long drink of his alcohol he'd moan easily into the flavor of it and simply relaxed until it was his turn to be part of this Iron Man tournament.

In Gazzi's movement to make her way towards the large and towering beast of a wolf other eyes would turn to her, one of those being the yellow eyed that followed her. The girl that watched her relaxed there, just enjoying her time in this room and waiting to see if Jack needed any help. It wasn't above Fayt's person to ever pass up a chance to beat someone's face straight into the canvas of the ring, but as she waited here already this red raptor could feel herself getting more antsy, getting more worked up. It wasn't that someone was close by that she couldn't stand being around, or even anyone trying to upset her at all, not many people were stupid enough to actually try and make her mad regularly, but this creature, this dino didn't like sitting around the sidelines and waiting, she wanted to be out in he fray, I the scuff of the fight. It was the waiting that really got to her, but if she was going to have to wait she might as well be able to do it in a place where she can work out this penting rage. It wasn't until she felt the hand of her roo partner that she felt more relaxed. They weren't in any kind of a romantic relationship, Dart's preferences saw to that, but the were partners in the ring, tending to fight side by side when they got the chance to. While they started out hating one another, a mutual respect over time had only drawn them that closer together and now one of the very few people that could help calm her when she got worked up like this was the roo that never seemed to be more than a few feet from her red scaled body, something she was increasingly grateful for. In a way they were near complete opposites, Fayt even feeling that Dart was too weak to be useful to her at first in a fight, but as they worked together, trained together, she learned quickly enough that he had his own strengths that helped to cover points on her that she was weak to. As a full on street fighter the raptor's ego could sometimes get in the way, but Dart was there to help keep her in check, to help keep her temper down, and make sure that she stayed focus. Dart was a boxer himself, a strong one, and had proven himself time and time again in the ring. Their differences weren't like yin and yang, they weren't obvious, but their experiences, their skills and talents, did mix well and these two challenged anyone to mess with their partner at anytime.

Eyes in this place turned immediately to the sound of the glass door of the lounge opening, every one of them expecting it to be someone calling a name to step out into a ring, instead the person that stood there was a snake standing in shock at the number of people that were here at this time. Most of the time this room was just about empty, but now it was set to burst with the number of here people. The blinking of eyes making him try and see if this was real, but it wasn't something unexpected, this python had to expect that with a tournament currently going on it was going to draw in a lot of strong fighters to wait their turns. What else was a combatant to do when they weren't in the ring besides sit in the lobby and pass down a few cold ones, something that this snake was absolutely planning to do until he walked in here and everyone decided to stare at him with their death glares for him not being who they were expecting. Every step that he took felt like he was walking on coals, but just as soon as those looked had turned towards him they also turned away and this snake was free to make his way towards the bar and chat up the rather cute bartender in hopes of coercing her into providing him with an otherwise usually free drink. If anything NSFW took care of their fighters, it gave housing for people that either lived too far way to participate in group activities, or simply had no homes of their own, and even gave them free food and booze as long as they were an established participating part of the group. It was a place designed by fighters for fighters, and even run by a fighter with decisions often being made and suggested by a committee of the members involved.

Her red and black arms passed over her large chest, crossing there as the tigress grew more and more tired of this waiting game. Part of being a great fighter was a level of patience, but even hers was almost up. Waiting for her name to be called for a tournament that she might not get the chance of being thrown in on, the feeling of the stood under her rump making her only want to stand up all the more and then there was this new girl sitting beside her, some kind of wolf dragon combination if she'd ever seen one. Tassia didn't mind the company, but it wasn't like the two of them ever, if at all, talked. Sure she'd seen her around, and yeah they've gotten into a few scuffles the way that only the tigress was able to pull people into full on boob squeezing struggles, but that all went without saying. Right now she couldn't focus her attention on this thing, this hybrid creature, she was waiting for her name and if she got herself worked up on someone else before hand then she would be all that much more worn out before her time in the ring would have it's chance to start. It was to Tassia's disinformation that this creature beside her wasn't just some average cross breed, no, she was what was known as a Zinogre, a creature of legend, a race that commands fear and respect where it goes. In time this beast would teach that same fear and respect to those that existed here, but for the most part she was going to sit tight and watch these others for now, waiting to see who among them were strong and who were false. Harley would keep a close eye on all of them, never really speaking much, but loving to put others to the test when she got her chances.

***

The NSFW, the National Sex Fighters and Wrestlers, at first might seem to be just any normal fighting league, housing fighters, and giving them access to one another as well as plenty of rings about the building for them to test and strengthen one another. It seemed at first glance like it was just your average fighting gym, but this was furthest from the truth. The NSFW wasn't just any normal fighting league, it housed the strongest, fastest, most athletic and talented fighters from across the entire world. One does not simply walk into the NSFW and demand a spot, there were tests, trials, methods on joining that insured that anybody who was allowed to stay and flourish would be worthy of being part of this group. NSFW didn't look for just the strongest, or the most agile, they looked at a number of things when accepting someone into a group and thanks to this those that were part of it were experienced, they were trained, and they fought hard everyday to make sure that their names stayed among the best of the best. The new comers stepping through the halls could usually tell that they had a long road ahead of them, this place housing powerhouses, cruiser-weights, and even speed based combatants that pushed the limits of their physical bodies in order to improve the very firm skill that came about from each of their unique methods of training. Such a place required a trainer that had seen such things, that could adjust from one style to the next and keep up with the progression of the fighting group while keeping herself from growing rusty, it was this trainer that worked hard behind the scenes to make sure that their built-in gym was constantly up to date and ready to go anytime someone stepped into it. It was also this same trainer that had to be skilled enough to take someone down if they were getting out of hand, even dangerously so, because of this it was the a lioness's job to handle the responsibility, to shoulder this gym and make sure that it, the equipment in it, and most importantly the people of the NSFW were kept safe from one another. As a mistress of many styles of fu she had done a grand job so far, and even helped to avoid some travesties already, but it seemed that while she had done a fantastic job with the gym it was their leader's decision that she'd be better suited in the ring to showcase her skills rather than a gym wasting away.

"So what you're saying is that I'm being replaced?" She barked out loudly at the roo who lifted his hands defensively at the sudden question.

Jack only shook his head to Kiadra's question, trying to keep the conversation as calm as possible and knowing her temper already, "It's not like that. You're a kung fu master, you don't belong cleaning gym equipment. Don't you want to show people what your art can do in the ring?"

"Fu isn't just fighting, Jack. It's a life style. Anything that you put your full heart and soul into accomplishing is fu..."

"Look, Kiadra," Jack interrupted then, "I know that you have a lot to say about this, but I want you to advance your... Fu. So please. I've already called in Angel to take over the gym for you and she'll be here in a few minutes. If you want to stick around and meet her then so be it, otherwise you can go."

Kiadra only crossed her arms at this, deciding to wait and see this person that was going to be taking over her gym. If nothing else she wanted to ask a few questions to see if whoever this was even knew how to run a gym and keep equipment operational. Honestly, it wasn't something that Jack was aware of, but a lot of this equipment was beyond what the lioness knew how to properly maintain. Most of them worked well at maintaining themselves, but she was used to the older styles of equipment when everything was made out of bamboo and twine wrapped around limbs. She was from another time of training, back when the most effective style of martial arts training was something along the lines of hanging upside down and filling one bucket with another bucket using only a sake cup without spilling a drop. It wasn't the easiest way to go about training, but the methods proved themselves. Now they had these machines, these weights and cables that ran over pulley systems and left her wondering just what kind of muscle groups they were supposed to be working. No, the more she thought about it the better the idea sounded for her to be replaced so that she could focus on her training again, getting herself back into peak condition once more, so even as her striped arms crossed in front of her sports bra clad massive bust the lioness would wait and see who this new person was so that she could effectively greet her and make her welcome.

***

Zavis wasn't the only one that people turned their heads towards as they entered the room, but he was one of the few that actually looked back at the people, these two that entered together didn't even notice the cold stares that they were given, mostly due to the fact that both were used to being stared at. The wolfess that passed in here stepped through the room with her large, massive rack swaying easily almost big enough to compete with Lilly's if it didn't already. Her soft smile and easy laughter holding a bright conversation with one of her closest friends, someone that had sworn to help her throughout the years and had done a great job in doing so despite the current stalemate they'd run into with their current trail. It would take time for a new path to open up for them, for these two to start on their quest to locate family again, but for now these two were part of the NSFW, able to gather finances and reputation here, even get the word out so that she might be able to find who she was looking or. Luka's dreams were simple in this, she had her goals set, and was willing to go to any limit in order to see that these goals were met. The very busty canine worked hard to reach those goals, but she wasn't alone. The close friend that she had in the akita that kept close to her also helped where she could, sworn to assist in locating the wolfess's brother at any cost. Elnora was known as a great friend, unwilling to compromise away from this for the sake of insuring that no matter what her friend's family was reunited again just like they were meant to be. With them passing through this room it was clear how busy things were, the sight of those still looking on, and even others moving about the place didn't help matters much. It was surprising to see the lounge filled in this way, but luckily for the NSFW it was designed to hold quite a few people, even if even more kept coming in.

Summer was a completely different situation, though, as she barged in the bunny was already more than well know among the entire grouping of the entire organization. A past champion, a fighting gym owner with it's own name, anyone that looked on the blue rabbitess instantly knew not only who she was, but what she was here to do. Summer was a fighter, a near brutal one at that, capable of tearing down even some of the strongest fighters in the NSFW with little more than her near boundless energy and combat skills. A boxer by trade, a terror by nature, and yet she'd never once let you know it. The sultry design of her body, large breasts, plump rear, and a perfectly friendly and approachable personality made her far more dangerous than many of the other fighters. It wasn't many that would believe that such a cute creature, such an amazingly sexy being, could kiss you on the lips and then immediately bash your teeth down your throat. That wasn't to say that she was deceptive alone. Many people have selected to be on Summer's good side, the perks of doing so made it far too worth it as being favored by the absolutely beautiful bunny. Not a single one of them ever gave the slightest bit of complaint. With her movements about the room this rabbit was looking for a place to settle down, expecting her turn to come up soon enough for this Iron Man competition and loving the idea of being able to take on fighter after fighter in a competition that she was more than trained to handle.

There were a few names that repeated throughout the NSFW, a couple of Shadows existing here and there, even multiple fighters named Anna, but usually these fighters were all of different species. When it came to the roos that stepped through the door this wasn't entirely the case. Known in this league under the name of Jackie she shared this name with a red roo-girl that also tended to spend time in the company of their grand leader Jack then fight most of the time, acting somewhat as a first line of defense for those coming after the male roo. If that Jacqueline was the first line, then this one was the final. Both of the Jackies worked closely with Jack, but only one could be considered a lover to him. To Jack himself she was a rough and affectionate powerhouse of a girl, but to others she was a withdrawal terror ready to tear into anyone that happened to cross her. Not just your typical fighting roo, but someone that drove a deeper fear to those that came in too close against her. She was ruthless, cruel, uncaring to anyone that wasn't her lavished boyfriend, and unwilling to open up to nearly anybody in the NSFW aside from him alone. The brown Jacqueline, the other roo in Jack's life, had her own fits of attitude, having never really taken the ring seriously until more recently. It wasn't her way to be confrontational, but if she saw someone spitting hot air then this red kangaroo girl was going to make sure that person was put in their place. She didn't deal with boastful personalities, or unwarranted pride, this girl had the skills needed to put someone down hard and she was more than happy to do so if it meant getting them to realize just how far they really had to travel might be. This red roo didn't have a huge deal of experience when it came to fighting, but that little bit she did she'd made sure to punish those that came up to her acting like they were the next great thing. A person who could adjust herself in a match in order to tear down her opponent until only she was left standing.

As more people entered into this room those constant eyes stopped looking up, only tending to their own matters, so when this duo of complete opposites walked in there weren't many that noticed, those that did gave them an easy smirk across their lips. With the white dragoness moving her scaled body easily into the room, her hand gripped a towel that she used to rub over her dripping figure. Damp blue hair that ran down her back clung to her shoulders and side, the figure of her body showing well through the curves of the towel that she contained, pulling it close against her body once she'd seen the number of people that were actually in here. An easy movement would wrap it around her body, looking back over her shoulder at her mid-day swim accomplice. She wasn't one to be overly modest most of the time when it came to her body, but a good number of these people that were in here right now were people she'd never officially met. Usually Hilla kept to herself, kept in her room and tucked away from others so that she could focus her attention on the few people that she did enjoy fighting, but when it came to these people, she didn't like the idea of her league-mates that she hadn't met yet eying her figure. When those blue eyes turned towards the black feline, the sight of one of the many Shadows that existed in this league poked her head through. She too was dressed in a towel, but already knew it was going to take a bit longer for her to dry up only because of her fur. This panthress never had a problem with the eyes like Hilla had, but they were from completely different backgrounds. Where Hilla was permitted to keep some of her modesty, Shadow was used as a person's personal fighter for a long time against a few of the friends that she'd escaped with to come here. If nothing else NSFW was a safe haven for her, it was a place that allowed the panthress to fight who she wanted and when without having to suffer what she had out in the pits. While she didn't mind those eyes, it didn't mean that she wanted them to be locked on her and kept that towel tight, eying those that looked up at her with an easy smirk of a threatening toothy display.

The door was finally able to remained close for a bit then, taking a few seconds before another person stepped through, her hand gripping a few dollars while she counted them to make sure that she had the right amount before quickly heading towards the drink machine that existed here. This feline, this lynx moved quickly, easily with her eyes focused on what was in her hand. The sight of white fur just outside of her view drew an easy smile to her lips before that dollar bill slipped into the machine and her finger pressed one of the many buttons that existed on the towering box. Her head then turned easily, ears folding back some only to perk out immediately at the sudden sight of the many people here who have been crowding this room. It was surprising to Aria to see so many people because of the near constant vacancy of this place, but while she looked to each of them one after another only the sound of change crashing into the metal slot would jerk her from her shock and forced those lynx hands down quickly to fetch what she had been given as well as the bottle that was dispensed just for her. A twist of the cap and she was feeling that cool fluid running down her throat. Her movements inching away from these other people and towards Lilly where there was space enough to stand without being in the way. One could say that Aria was a timid girl, and then that person would likely be punched in the mouth by her. It wasn't that she was overly violent, but she was a very skilled wrestler, a strong grappler, and liked to show it at any chance she had. The feline was always willing to take on other fighters, always interested in tearing them down, and even though she had only just been knocked out of this tournament this lynx was ready to start up again with anybody willing to step forward. Of course they weren't here for her, not any longer anyway, the girl would simply have to wait and see if the listings would fold back in on themselves to allow her another shot at that ring, but while she waited there was no reason not to drink down a tasty beverage and hang out with some very interesting fighters.

The NSFW was a place of diversity, a place where any skilled fighter could come, and the next time that door opened would prove this. Many saw him as nothing more than an insect, a wasp of some kind, but this wasn't entirely the case. His attempts to hide himself among those that lived here was entirely non-existent, his ship that he used to travel the stars and arrive down at this planet was something of a complete mystery, but without the tools to properly repair it the creature was stuck here until they sent a scout vessel to come by and see what might have happened to him. Given Joltts tendency to house a poor attitude regarding this blue marble and the people that reside here along with his already impressive insect like strength and the extraterrestrial bug found a place in this fighting league to not only match his need to vent his rage towards his situation, but also finding a decent challenge among those that already existed here. It was hard to say if anyone was going to send out that scout ship for him, but this powerful fighter would always have a home here with those that also valued might and cunning within the ring. It was the slouching of his shoulders that displayed his full disgust for the amount of people that were here today, his breath reaching out with a soft grumble that luckily only he could hear himself say, but even that drew a few lifted brow from others, his movements taking him away from them, leaning himself against the wall in hopes that the lounge might vent out soon enough once this tournament ended and then he could enjoy his occasional few moments that permitted him to rest on the couches here.

If any kind of fighter could flourish in a fighting league such as this one it would have be one of the few individuals that could combat the others with as much advantage as possible. This was a core belief during the NSFW being established but was near instantly disregarded once the founders started to realize that with those added advantages more disadvantages opened up as well. In any group you were going to find the very few that were different, the few that stood out among the rest, and no one showed this better than the husky that existed within this group. There were only a few actual huskies that came into the NSFW and stayed as solid and powerful fighters, and the most interesting note about them was that each of these two shared both sexes, natural herms that house large breasts as well as a well stocked member down below. This wasn't all there was to them, though, and while Amber pressed her hand to the door in order to enter, her smiling lips turned to those that had gathered here, those that were ready to jump into this tournament ring once more and show their skills. While others tried to remain serious, she was seriously excited, wanting to see what each of them could do so that she could do everything that she could to beat them all down. It wasn't just violence for her, but a showing of skill, seeing what someone else could do in exchange for her showing off herself. If anything she was going to have a fun day no matter how things turn out when she gets into that ring.

The next two to enter had a hard time not being noticed. If anyone didn't see the golden scales shining out from that beautiful feminine body then those that didn't see her would have to be blind. Both of these two entered easily, but as usual it was the taller female that seemed to get all of the attention. The lean red scaled male dragon didn't mind being overlooked, it simply made him less of a target when everyone started pairing off for the full on brawl that was clearly bound to happen eventually. Latin wasn't the kind of guy to instigate any kind of fighting among people, especially when it was unneeded, and outside of a ring, but he also had seen what happens when you put a large number of fighters into a room together with ever closing space and clearly the more people that entered the less room everyone was going to have. His first intention was to step back, to get out of there and let them all break down into the mess of combat that he was expecting them to, but it was mere curiosity that kept him in place, kept him wanting to see what would turn out. That, and the fact that he never backed down from a challenge and there was a least a few people in here that this red dragon wanted to see punched in the face. Lillah, on the other hand, didn't notice any kind of build in tension or aggression among these people. Yeah it was getting more cramp the more people that entered this room, but most of those that were here didn't seem to mind just yet. Her eyes were actually on another target though, not someone to fight, but someone to spend time with, her easy smirk rolling across her lips while she moved to step closer towards him. Those swaying hips, those hefty breasts, and even those strong muscles displayed her body well without any level of shame to the fact that her scales didn't work as their own built in shirt for her body and this dragoness was on full display for anyone that looked on. Latin would try to stay close to her, having his suspicions, but they would both just have to see how things turned out here.

The room had grown incredibly crowded now with those here waiting to see who would be the next to enter that tournament, waiting to see if any of them on standby would be able to slip into it and get a bit of fun, but there was still at least one more person entering this room, the doors opening just enough for the ferret to slip through, his lean body making it easy for him to get in here while he looked around at the others. Known in the NSFW as being a doctor of some degree very few people knew what he was a doctor of, and even fewer were willing to ask. Rags was among one of the most approachable people in this fighting league, and yet his quick and efficient fighting style in the ring had given him a reputation as someone that could tear another fighter down in an instant if he needed to. Among those that had joined the NSFW Rags was a long time veteran of the sexual fighting leagues, even leading one in another location and venturing here only long enough to keep up the relations between his person group and the one that helped to house a lot of his fighters. This fast and lean fighter wasn't someone to be crossed, thanks to his knowledge of the body and how to place strikes perfectly in order to take someone into the mat, a professional among professionals and yet the fighter known as Dr. Rags was never afraid to pick up and carry a conversation with anyone that might need it.

***

Many of this place didn't mind the crowding of the room, having developed the patience to deal with such things, but others were not so well disciplined, even fewer willing to deal with the fact that they were all still waiting for the next part of the fight to start so that they could jump into that ring. Each person here that was waiting for such a thing knew that every other person in this place was some level of competition for them, some kind of challenge to be overcome both out her and in that ring when it came down to it. The best way to handle such a thing might just be to try and run some others off, discourage them from wanting to step into that ring, but this wasn't just some normal tournament, it wasn't even just some normal fighting league. Every person here had been chosen to join this league, had been picked up and placed here because of their well display of skill and a clear inability to simply be chased off in a fight. These ladies and gentlemen were here because they had proven that they could handle nearly everything, and while many of those that were stuck here started to jumble, started to believe that others should step down and leave, not a single one of them was willing to take that leap. Instead, as the alien stood up, his bug-like movements drawing in a lot of movement while sparks easily rose up the length of his arm. His sets of eyes turning around and looking to all of these creatures, these beings, these filthy despots that he had to deal with on a near constant bases.

"So much waste for all of you to be sitting around. Most of you won't last in the tournament anyway, should just vacate while you still have the ability to walk." He said to them, looking at the people while they all turned their attention to him. Nobody really said anything at first, a few of them simply befuddled that the wasp looking creature would even have the audacity to say such a thing, but the response came soon enough from across the room, a call from the bar that drew the eyes and glances in another direction.

"V'hat is dis. Little bug can't handle competition? If dey v'ant to fight den let dem fight. You just can't handle large number of fighters." That thick Russian accent had to be coming from only one person, her officers cap being pulled down a bit with her fingers as the black scaled girl would let out a soft smirk and sit back on her stood, now completely facing the wasp-like creature. "Perhaps v'e find bug zapper to calm you down, yes?"

The eyes of the wasp would narrow to this, even almost hissing out with a bit of disconcerted rage building up easily. "I didn't know that boots could talk on this planet. Number of fighters don't scare me, they aren't that many, but maybe your seeing double while hiding behind that bottle of yours."

The bottle would click down on the counter, her voice coming to growl a bit as she finally stood up. Cermina's drinking habits were none of Joltt's business and it didn't really effect her much at all, but it was very clear that this alien strandee was looking for a full on fight, a fight that this large, busty, towering, black drakess was more than happy to give him. Honestly, she loved the thrill of the fight and while she hadn't gotten to fight many fighters with four arms, if any at all, it would be a grand experience to be able to see what kind of tactics she could pull out to humble this insect in front of everyone. Even while she approached he wasn't going to back down, working to wade through the other fighters of this place even while hands were lifted to try and stop the two, a few slaps of wrists, and a couple easy shoves would bring these two together anyway. Their movements taking these to up towards the other while they stared up and down into the others eyes, watching them, waiting for either of them to make the first move. It was actually the serpent that would step up and try to calm this down, not wanting anyone to get in trouble for fighting in the NSFW lounge rather than one of the many rings that existed about the building. His words were easy, trying to be diplomatic while stepping towards them slowly and easily, even working to come between them just before three hands were pressed against his chest in order to push him back. Normally the strength of one hand would have left him stumbling back a few steps, but when the left two from Joltt combined with the strength of the one from the always powerful Cermina he found himself being thrown backwards, hit feet hitting the backside of a couch as well as impacting the back of a certain green rabbit's head before he'd tumble backwards into a table that just happened to be lined with papers of fighter profile information. This paper didn't provide any padding though and his body would crash through the table sending it all high into the air and scattered about the floor, the usually quiet white squirrel growing down at him just as the green bunny girl turned her attention to what was going on and why she had someone thrown at the back of her head. All she saw though were the two standing there, jumping up to drive herself at them, wanting to get in a few licks of her own if they were going to start throwing people at others.

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The smashed table under his serpent body shifted well as he grunted. It was surprising to him that nothing hurt, there wasn't any pain at all and from what he could tell no injuries either. The broken legs, the snapped frame, the scattered paper that was spread across the floor and over his body allowed this python to grip the page off of his face, looking at it sightly as he realized that the picture on the file was his own. A blink came when he noticed just how terrible his own picture was on this form, but with it being pulled away the image of the snake was replaced with the vision of a scowling squirrel looking down at him. The sight of Zavis laying there resting on what used to be a table upset the white creature a bit, but even she knew that it wasn't his fault for being thrown through a table. Those eyes turning slowly away from the snake to look at the two who were responsible, and with her narrowed gaze it was clearly obvious that this was war. All she'd wanted to do was tend to herself and manage to get some studying down in order to catch up on familiarizing herself with the current fighters that joined during her long absence, but that task was ended and now this white squirrel was out to show these two bickering fighters why they shouldn't disturb the "sleeping dog." It was to her greater surprised when that python sprung back to his feet once more, the easy hiss on his voice and his narrowed gaze showing that he was set for more of their punishment. With Gazzi already closing in he'd dart quickly past her, moving to press his hand to the green rabbitess's body in order to spring himself past her on his way towards these two. There was no way that Zavis was just going to get shoved over a couch and into a table and then lay down and take it. No, he was going to bring the pain, show these two what it was like to take on a real serpent.

When the snake closed in fast on the two he'd once again come in between them, actually forcing Cermina and Joltt to step back in order to make room for him. While the Russian drakess moved to try and shove him out of the way again, it wasn't going to work this time, his tail flicking quickly to slap her hand to the side just long enough for the green snake to lift his hands and dart into the wasp with a fast kick towards the legs. Sure this insect looking alien had four arms, but he only had two legs and Zavis was going to take advantage of this fact. The wasp felt the leg impact his own, leaning forward onto it, but it was going to take a bit more effect than that to take this powerful bug off of his feet. Thanks to his armor like body he could handle a few kicks and punches here and there, so while that kick didn't have the intention that Zavis wanted it did give Joltt the distance needed to bring up those four hands and make for a hard strike towards the serpent's body. Zavis felt that fist land against his figure like a gauntlet only to feel another come in across his face, forcing him back, but Joltt didn't know that this python had his own tricks and with his tail already planted down against the ground the snake managed to hold his ground, keep himself up and even have that extra second to retaliate when he reached his hands up quickly to wrap around the backside of that wasp's head and immediately pulled him forward into a hard a solid knee straight into that insect-like creature's stomach, forcing Joltt to stumble back. The only that that prevented this serpent from closing in that distance to continue the fight was someone else deciding to join in, coming straight at the snake and forcing him to change his direction while Joltt was pulled off as well.

Zavis couldn't keep his eyes on where the wasp was taken to, not while he was having to find that tan body striking at him quickly. It wasn't within some people's nature to simply sit by the sidelines and watch a brawl happen, and if there was going to be a fight happening in the lounge then the Jacqueline was going to be part of it. This red roo jumping in between Joltt and Zavis's fight so that she could be part of the action, even quickly launching a fast and hard strike aimed right at his face just for the purpose of getting his attention. It wasn't a feign and if the serpent hadn't seen the movement of her body out of the corner of his eyes in the last second he'd likely be on the ground right now. That first punch wasn't the only blow to be thrown, though, her other fist coming in quickly, swinging upward in a fast uppercut that Zavis was able to step back from. His tactic of dodging worked well until she made a step forward and delivered a solid jab right for his jaw, jerking his head back just enough so that he couldn't watch her while she followed up with that hard left hook, swinging in fast and tight to rock his head to the side. Zavis wasn't about to go down here, not like this, and not to Jackie if anyone. The snake hissed loudly while he moved to side step, expecting an attack that didn't come, but did allow him to throw his fast strike right towards her, the first as a hook that would be blocked by her forearm, catching that blow quickly, but not working so well on the other strike when he made a solid and fast punch straight for that sizable set of breasts that she housed on her chest. The soft squeak of the girl followed by what almost sounded like a moan sent her stepping back while she gripped her tit, trying to keep her guard up.

Joltt wasn't happy about someone jumping into his fight, and as he seemed to flicker his wings and make a series of frustrated clicking sounds the bug looking alien closed in fast, moving to change his target from that snake to the intruder in their little bout. As the red roo was forced to step back towards him the insect would take advantage, moving all four of his very functional arms in order to wrap around her body, two gripping at her waist and the other two moving his fingers around that chest, even finding his upper hands gripping those large soft mounds that she so proudly sported. He wasn't just going to stand here and grope this girl, his movements coming to lean back quickly, and thanks to his added strength the wasp was able to lift her easily up and over his body, falling backwards for the purpose of slamming her hard and fast straight onto the backside of her shoulders, a blow that she'd felt a number of times already, but still drew a hard grunt and a tight sting of pain from her every time it happened. Joltt wasn't the only one that wanted a part of Jacqueline, though, and while she worked to try and get up the feeling of her hair being gripped suddenly would make her gasp. At first the red roo thought that it was Joltt having already turned around and getting ready to beat on her some more, her hands jerking up quickly to catch the person in the elbow, wanting to force their grip to be a bit weaker for the purpose while her other hand moved in fast towards a stomach. Jacqueline knew that she had to punch hard to make him feel it past that armored body, but when she felt her knuckles collide into the hard muscles of a furred abdomen and those muscles collapsing against her fist a lynx would groan out deeply.

Those arms came to wrap around her stomach, feeling the pain of the punch deep within her, but she was trained, she was a professional, and while she kept her eyes locked, the obvious sight of pain raced through her figure, making her grit her teeth even while she struggled to lift her arms away from her stomach to help guard her face. Aria wasn't that much of a boxer, but when she saw another hard punching coming straight towards her face on that snarling face from her lover, the lynx's ears folded back. She wanted to take a good fight with Jackie, she wanted to show her that the red roo wasn't the only person here that could cross knuckles, but now her lover looked angry, almost offended. It only meant that they were going to have to fight, and while that soft smirk ran over her lips this lynx could see that fast punch already coming up towards her. As that fist moved in close she'd drop down, ducking quickly and twisting herself in place so that the soft breasts of the red roo would come up against her shoulders. Hands moved up over the lynx's head, moving to wrap those feline fingers around the wrist of the hand that just passed over her. Aria wasn't much of a boxer, but she wasn't bad as a grappler and while she rose back up again her body leaned forward, Jacqueline being forced up against her more while the red roo was lifted off of her feet and soon found herself looking at the lights in the ceiling. It wasn't until this lynx quickly moved to drop down with an elbow straight into her chest that the red roo would realize that she'd been flipped over. Hands wrapped around Jackie's chest, rolling herself a bit with the feeling of her teeth gritted in pain. She'd be back on her feet soon, but first she wanted to get the throbbing feeling in her tits to stop. Aria wasn't out of the water just yet, though, people were watching the fight, starting to get up, and closing in.

It was when Aria felt the arms wrap around her suddenly, she's squeak out, her body twisting instantly to make two very hard strikes towards the white mountain of muscles that had grabbed her, but in seeing those pitch black eyes staring down at her this lynx gave off an easy smirk and relaxed slowly. Wolf didn't want to see the young lynx get hurt, her temper was one thing, her eagerness to fight was another, but there were many people already closing in and with Jackie back on her feet once more the red roo would make a straight line for the feline, narrowed eyes snarling with rage while she yelled out with her fast dash towards them. Wolf moved his body quickly to step between them, but it didn't slow down the red roo for a second. Jacqueline was going to take down Aria even if she had to go through that mountain of muscles to do it. The kangaroo never made contact with him though, not while a certain python made a full on tackle straight against her body that sent the two of them tumbling down to the ground. Already the lynx was pushing against that canine body, throwing her fists against him and forcing him to step back in a deep grunt. She wasn't much of a boxer, but she did have some well practiced strength to her and while she did move fast and hard to make a solid strike against his chest, shoulder, and cheek to jerk his head to the side she was clearly informing the giant puppy that she didn't need his protection. By the time Wolf was going to lift his guard to fight back against her, though, he saw another white being move in quickly. A solid kick to the very distracted feline's knee would bring Aria down to her knee, a hand gripping her hair once again and forcing her to scream out as she lifted the girl back up straight into white pillows of swollen breast that wrapped around the feline head, trapping her there quickly in a realm of softness, a land of comfort, and of course a very harsh lack of air that the feline started struggling against quickly. Lilly didn't like seeing people beating on her mate and she absolutely wasn't going to allow this feline to just take him out when he was trying to help guard her from harm.

Lilly held a title of what was known as being a "tit fighter" using her breasts more as weapons than cushion. They were massive, huge, and while she did keep them well concealed in her white tank top which went surprisingly well with her blue shorts, the top didn't get in the way of that massive cleavage that had just proven it's ability to devour another person's head into it's softness. Those feline claws worked fast to try and sink into the soft embrace of tit wrapped around her skull, working to push off of it, but where this squirrel would wrap her white arms around the lynx's head all she would feel was the burning in her lungs where her body needed to breath, needed to take in that oxygen that it craved. In most cases Lilly wasn't the strongest of fighter, pushing people, striking blows, these weren't much of a strategy for a body like hers, but to lock people in, keep them close, and trap them down, that was something that she could manage. It was only nature for a squirrel to be able to hide things away, and to tuck this feline's head into her massive tits was a simple motion for her that gave this white creature all of the advantage that she needed. The only downside was that it locked up Lilly, kept her in place and so her protection over the massive canine that she was mated to was no longer in effect, and it was clear that in a situation like this the people that were here would simply dive at the chance to take on a tournament champion of the NSFW. Of course, it didn't matter to most of them if Lilly was still guarding him or not, these ladies that constantly had their eyes set on him, ready to take him on, would face them even if they had to take down the squirrel to do it. With Wolf turning his pitch eyes back to the squirrel he'd slowly turn his head back to the rest seeing the wolfess rising up to her feet, that gaze widened a bit as she moved to sway her hips easily on her short distance over, her movements hypnotic, her steps helping to shift that amazing canine body side to side until she stood right in front of him and gave the massive white beast an easy smirk across her lips. It was no mystery that Wolf had a huge crush on Luka, seeing her as one of the most beautiful people in the NSFW, and not only due to the fact that they were the same species, but the caniness didn't hold back punches, she had a similar feeling towards him, and she was going to make sure to take this hulking beast down so that she can enjoy him all to herself.

When her knee quickly lifted, he'd feel it sink into his abs, those strong muscles feeling like hitting a brick wall, but even through that the towering beast was forced to lean forward in a deep grunt, the shorter wolfess then pressing inward, wrapping her arm around the back of neck while she smirked to him in order to crush herself against him. It was a good tactic of mixing force to break down the body with a great combination of sexual appeal, a fighting style that the National Sex Fighters and Wrestlers were trademarking as their own. In this league one didn't lose simply by taking damage, but by being unable to defend their lustful desires, to force someone to reach climax wasn't just victory, but domination for the loser, to control the fight enough to keep your opponent conscious but still defeat them through their own body betraying them on the most primal of levels. When she leaned up towards him with her massive breasts pillowing out against his huge chest this towering creature felt her breath easily brush over his lips, showing herself closing in and for a second Wolf felt the need, the desire, the motion of his body leaning back towards her with his lips reaching out for hers only to catch himself at the last second in order to pull back. A quick blink and a twist of his body would lift Luka from her feet all together, spinning her just enough to keep her off of the floor before planting her sensual back onto it and forcing her to grunt out. Not everything was always as easy as a one on one fight, though, and while he had managed to get Luka down the feeling of another person pouncing at his back to wrap an arm around the front of his throat came quickly. Wolf's body jerked back fast, listening to the snarl that evolved into his ear. The brief, but quick turn of his head allowed him to spot Elnora defending her friend while those large breasts crushed down against his back, but this wasn't a time to think about the soft parts of her body, not when the hard muscled parts were lifting her knee to crash it into his side over and over again while the massive canine worked to try and peal that dog off of his back so that he could deal with her.

The sensual wolfess now resting on her back on the floor had to curse under her breath. At what point did she just drop her guard entirely to open herself up for an attack like that? If anything it was unavoidable, but the girl would need to get Wolf back for that one very soon. For now though Luka could see Elnora dealing with Wolf after his attack, having no issue at all with going after him while he was distracted for a few good cut, chest, and fast shots, but there was an issue that she hadn't realized yet. While she moved to stand up from the ground this female canine hadn't taken a look around herself, and while she did focus herself mostly on this towering beast there was at least one other that she should have been looking out for. While she stepped to move closer towards the muscular male Luka hadn't noticed the movement of a fast, black leg coming up quickly from her side. It was a skill that the panthress had learned, something that the dogs would likely never pick up. A little talent she liked to call "stealth" where her dark fur helped her to blend in unnoticed with those around her. While Luka felt that shin crash hard into her toned abs she'd cough and lean forward, her eyes immediately turning towards those almost glowing orbs against the black fur. Shadow wasn't one for sneak attacks regularly, but she wanted the mutt's attention before she ran off after that large male again. It was hard to say how they really overly felt about one another, but from looks it was pretty clear that they respected the other well enough to be willing to call them out in this big jumbled mess of combat. Luka wasn't just going to get kicked in the stomach and leave it at that, though, she was more than capable of protecting herself, a way of life that she was absolutely going to show to this feline. The snarl on her breath driving the caniness forward, charging easily while Shadow moved to lift her guard. Shadow was expecting a trade of blows, thanks to that kick that she'd given her, but what she didn't expect was to have those strong wolfess arms reach out to her in order to wrap around the back of her head, passing her guard entirely before pulling her black furred body in close fast with a solid and immediately knee straight into feline stomach. The force of it made Shadow lean forward but not before another hard lift would plant that knee straight against the already dampening cloth covered slit that shook the panthress's very knees and made her drop her guard to grip her sensitive nether-lips.

When the movement of a grey fist came straight across the panthress's face her head jerked to the side letting out a very loud roar of pain before shooting her dark hands out towards those large canine breasts, groping down on them quickly and delivering a fast and hard twist to the nipples that forced an easy cry from the wolfess, it was when Shadow extended those claws of hers that the pinching became something else, the feeling of those needle like claws stabbing into the sensitive nipples helped to lock them in place, trapping the flesh around the tips of her fingers while this merciless panthress would continue to torture the wolfess's body. The only thing that Luka could do was to hurt Shadow back, to go after her in the same way that she was being hurt. When those fingers moved to wrap around the clothed tits of the black furred mounds she'd squeeze her fingers down quickly. The crushing of her breasts forced the dark feline to call out deeply and while these two continued to battle for feminine superiority their focus would be locked entirely on one another. This gave the perfect opportunity for another couple girls to close in, locking their gaze on these two and moving to jump at the chance to fight them while their attention couldn't be bared from that delicate struggle. White arms with black stripes moved around the middle of the black body, drawing this snow tiger up against her with an easy smile and a dark grin crossing her lips. Even the sound of her purr echoing into Shadow's ears, a tone that the panthress knew by name was being the one and only Neveh. It was a creature that this feline hadn't seen enter, but with the ruckus happening in this room there was no question that they were likely to draw in a good number of fighters from all over the building. At the other side though, Luka found a hand resting on her shoulder, smirking easily towards the wolfess. The fur was similar to Neveh thanks to the black stripes, but the red fur of this feline stood out well. It was only a whisper to her, but one that these four knew easily was an offer to help punish the panthress the way that these girls loved to. Shadow had to snarl out at the bitch feeling the betrayal despite being able to see it coming from miles. It wasn't likely to be a three on one, though, these ladies would never be able to agree on which of them would get to punish, manhandle, her, but instead were far more likely to take on one another for the sake of getting to her.

The release of the nipples she gripped was followed by the lifting of her foot, making a fast smashing kick to push Luka back, the panthress then allowing herself to turn her attention towards the white tiger that had gripped onto her. A lift of her elbow managed to swing fast and hard, but only to catch air while the fellow feline moved around her on the other side an easy smirk on her lips came quickly into effect before she'd pounce straight at the girl. Arms wrapped around the panthress, her white and black stripped shoulder crashing against the dark panthress and with an easy crash down the two would come flat into the floor. Neveh stayed on top though and while straddling Shadow her clawed hand quickly lifted high into the air to perform that first strike, a clawed hand that would be caught at the wrist by the red hand of the other tigress that quickly pulled Neveh away. Shadow had to smirk as the struggles between this sloppily made alliance would already be showing it's cracks. This gave Shadow the moment she needed to get up and focus on other things while these two duked it out for who would be able to actually fight her later on. She knew that between them at least one would be coming back after her, but these were people that Shadow fought nearly everyday. The panthress wanted to branch out, it wasn't them it was her, she just needed a change and that's when she saw the two leather clad girls, the lynx that had stood up a while ago when the fight was starting and the hyena that was chomping at the bit at the chance to be able to jump in and fight everyone. Sable had to smirk to her wife, her lovely spotted lover, but there was only so much she'd be able to do to hold her back, not that she wanted to. It was time for these people to really learn what they already knew, that these two were here to kick ass and walk all over these others.

The yena moved in quickly towards the crowd, finally being released by the lynx as the feline followed behind, but Anna wasn't the only one looking to fight. Shadow moved in fast, closing the distance between the struggling people all looking to fight one another. Her motions darting quickly and as she closed in on the often smack talking hyena she'd ready herself. In the last second this panthress jumped up into the air, pouncing straight towards the girl like the predator that she was. Anna turned her eyes towards this feline, but it was too late for her to dodge, the yena being taken down to the floor quickly with the larger fighter over her. In most fights this was the worst place to be, but in a brawl there was a lot to get distracted by. The fast movement of blonde fur, spotted with lynx print would blur through, moving to tackle that panthress full on and take her down to the ground. Sable's fast punch coming through quickly to land a hard crack of her knuckles straight against Shadow's face and leaving the feline to swing her own hand back at her. Claws gripped into the Sable's shoulder, hooking it hard while she scratched down her front, forcing the lynx to howl in pain while the other hand came down to the other side of her face. This time that hand was hooked, gripped in the panther's elbow so that she could roll this fellow feline, getting over her and making a few very fast punches of her own. Anna was already up on her feet though, moving to wrap her arm around the neck of the dark cat to pull her back and leaving Sable plenty of access to crush her fist clearly into that toned gut. With her breath being driven from her body Shadow was forced to collapse to the ground, a point that allowed these two to start landing kicks into her stomach, chest, and back. In any normal case this fight would be over, the two ganging up on one would be finished when they were done with her, but in a case like this it wasn't going to be over for a while.

Anna was focused on making this panthress pay for the attack she'd attempted, but she wasn't looking around her. When a brown hand shot out quickly to wrap around her hair the hyena yelped out loudly while she was pulled backwards away from the two feline. Sable could hear this girl yelp from across the building and come charging so having to move a few steps and leave the panthress to her pain wasn't much. A step on the side of the dark feline's shoulder would help to jolt this lynx forward in a half pounce aiming herself straight at the tod that had grabbed her wife. The easy snarl on her lips showed that she meant business and the shouts for "hands off" helped to express the reasoning. Brad had to move quickly, his eyes locking onto the feline that was racing over to him and with an easy smirk he'd twist himself just enough so that when she launched that punch it wouldn't hit him, instead bringing Sable's own wife into the path of the strike. When Anna felt the knuckles crash against her face that head was jerked to the side quickly, growling out to her lover, but knowing that it wasn't something done on purpose. She was going to make this fox pay the second she managed to pull her head free from his hand. A hard stomp was the plan, trying to get him to release her by pushing down her foot onto his, but as those spotted toes crushed against the black feet the fox yelped, but did not give in. The sudden lift of his other foot would easily plant a knee straight into the yena's back, forcing her to cry out loudly as her elbow came around easily into his ribs over and over again. The stomping didn't help her, but those elbows did, his arm being forced down away from her hair and into his side in order to defend himself instinctively, and while she turned around Anna would close in on this wounded tod, the smirk growing on her lips just before a hard smack across her face would send her down into the floor, the scaled spotted tail swaying quickly like a whip back to Zavis's side having seen his friend about to get into trouble where both Anna and Sable were closing in on him. It only made sense that a two on two fight would be better than both of them doing to Brad what they had to Shadow.

Brad could hold off Sable, at least for a little while, but while his serpent friend closed in that distance on Anna, the yena wasn't just going to stand by and be attacked again, her movement coming in fast, hard, launching a flying knee straight at the scaled beast that Zavis was more than trained at side-stepping. The attack was pretty obvious, the movement very flashing and it would have been hard to miss a strike like that coming straight at him. When he side stepped it was easy enough to do and the python was already prepared to make a few strikes of his own. Most might say that Zavis wasn't that much of a striker, but they'd be wrong. Speed was the discipline that he managed to cling to, able to keep himself quick and agile on the move, and when she managed to land after his easy dodge the strong snake went for a fast and hard punch straight into Anna's side. She'd be jerked a bit from the blow, but the smirk on her lips showed that she was more than aware of how opened she'd left herself. Her move clearly wasn't there for the purpose of attacking, but instead to try and close that distance without breaking the combat. Now that she was close in, and her side hurt a little bit, the hyena was ready to make a few strikes of her own. A quickly lifting kick towards the inside of his thigh would force a gasp from Zavis while he tried to back up, only watching as Anna followed those footsteps right back to him, a fast punch to the side of the snake's skull was received with a fast jab to her chin, knocking her head back quickly while she blinked at the quick attack. With her eyes facing up she didn't see that other strike coming in from the side, impacting her cheek hard with a staggering blow. Anna had to retaliate, though, she needed to find that opening in his traded strikes so that she could plant this python on his rear and give herself the entire advantage. Anna was still a bit shorter than Zavis, though, but she wasn't intimidated, not even in the least. Anna's skills were forged in fire, she gotten her butt kicked to the point that she memorized attacks leaving her to learn how to win based on that alone. When the snake hissed out at her the girl would kick her leg once again, but this time planting it against the top of his thigh so that she could use it as a stepping stool to lift herself up, a fast and hard impact with her skull against the top of his head did stagger the snake, but her fast follow up in the form of a heavy punch against his chest didn't knock him over. The snake continued to stand strong even while holding his head and groaning out to her. She she looked down to find out why it was quickly obvious what the reasoning was for this. His tail was planted well against the ground, stopping him from falling backwards with strong tail muscles alone.

Anna's plan would have to change, if she wasn't going to be able to knock this guy down then she was just going to have to beat him to a pulp while he was standing. With an easy snarl on her lips this spotted yena dashed into him again, aiming to collide her hand against his face once more only to feel that wrist get slapped away by the serpent, this made her growl even deeper while she came back up with another hard hit only to find the same thing happen, a kick, and yet the same again. The more she attacked the angrier this yena got but she wasn't about to quit, she wasn't going to just turn around and walk away. No, this girl was going to see to it that his face was left bloody and bruised. It was the that she felt the impact of another fist crash against her ribs, forcing her to back away from the snake while Anna's attention turned immediately towards the green rabbit that was standing there to her side. The yena didn't care if she had to face two at once to get some revenge, but she wasn't simply going to allow a hit to her side to go unpunished When she narrowed her snarling eyes at Gazzy Anna would move towards him quickly, aiming her small fist straight towards his chest, delivering a fine blow to him that forced him back a step and opened him up for her next full on strike. This time her fist was aimed at the size of the green rabbit's head, jerking his skull to the side as the yena would prepare herself for the next attack as well. Gazzy turned his head back to the spotted creature, the small trickle of blood that ran over his lip making him smile while he looked at this very worked up fighter. Whatever Zavis had been doing on her must have worked, but while Gazzy prepared his boxing stance his eyes twisted to the side, looking for the snake that was no longer there. With a blink the green rabbit had to sigh, wondering where his supposed fighting partner was supposed to be. In the end the bunny realized that he was alone in this one, but this didn't bother this lupine at all, he was used to having to fight by himself and would have no problem at all taking on this girl, at least he thought he wouldn't.

When Gazzy moved in quickly, he shifted across the ground like a floating green ghost, his body moving in a graceful way that only a trained boxer could move, and as he moved the lupine would pass a fast and hard strike straight at the yena. It was her luck to be able to duck down and move quickly to the side, getting out of the way of the bunny before delivering a hard punch straight for his girthy stomach. This muscle gut wasn't just stored strength, though, it was also a good level of armor that soaked the punches well from this smaller girl while placing himself into that perfect position to be able to throw a hard blow straight down against the top of her head. It wasn't everyday that someone gets hit in the crown of the head, usually the jaw, or the side, but almost never the top. While this girl jerked downward, her body almost crumbling into the floor before her hands came out to catch herself, the deep snarl that echoed into the air around her showing that she was pissed. Moving to stand back up quickly the yena would lift fast, even lifting her knee with her as she drew strength through speed and with one very solid connection straight into the green rabbit's body he'd feel his balls to smashed up into him, forcing him to grunt out deeply before stumbling backwards until his feet came out from under him and his butt hit the floor. Already Anna was closing in, though, not wanting to give him even the slightest chance to even get back up while he sprawled on the ground with his hands gripping his balls through his shorts. His breath was a growl now too, opening his right eye just enough to see the hyena coming for him, closing in on him just like she'd done a few others here today, but he wasn't going down without a fight. The lifting of his hand would drive this bunny forward, kicking his legs against the ground despite their wobbly nature at this moment. He'd send a fast punch, the girl would dodge to the side, another with the other hand, she'd dodge to the other side. A few jabs and she'd simply lean back away from them with that smirk on her lips. When Gazzy lifted his hand quickly for another long strike against this girl, he'd hesitate, watching how she'd move and as he feigned his attack the girl jumped back only to be followed by the taller rabbit and given a nice hard upper cut straight into her stomach forcing he to groan out deeply as the air was forced out of her figure.

Sable was having her own bit of trouble, her opponent had been separated from her, but so had Anna. The lynx's first priority was going to be tracking down her wife and getting back with her. Even Sable had to realize that it was easier to fight a room full of people when there were two of you instead of just one. If passing through this room was like walking on eggshells to keep from being attacked then this feline was stomping on those eggshells and then stomping on them again a second time. Her hands coming to press against people, forcibly pushing them out of her way while she barreled her way through the room. Those eyes constantly looking for her lover as she passed through the area. An easy snarl crossed her lips, though, when she noticed the hyena buckled over from a punch to the stomach and the green rabbit lording over her. The sight of it drew her back a step, giving her the room needed for this girl to be able to race forward, but that mad rush to get back to Anna's side was stopped quickly with a hand wrapping around her stomach and lifting her into the air. With a bit of a squeal this feline would find herself crashing hard into the surface of a table and then instantly threw it. Eyes clinched shut from the hard crash that she'd taken, the loud ruckus of it leaving her struggling to try and stand up, but at least someone was there to help her, a hand gripping around her neck in order to help her stand that forced a narrowed glare at the sight of the canine that had chosen to attack her. At first Sable believed that it was the massive beast of a white wolf that had decided to come up against her, but this wasn't a him, it wasn't a wolf at all actually, and while still canine the feline would make a fast knee straight into the akita's stomach. That attack is what forced Elnora to open her grasp and let this lynx drop to the ground, the dog already working to back away just so that she could catch the breath that was driven out of her. It was only unfortunate for this canine that Sable had other places to be right now and did not want waste her time toying with the very busty fighter.

The lynx rushed in quickly towards the cream colored dog, moving at fast speeds in order for her legs to kick against the ground for a jumping movement. Sable needed to find Anna, needed to locate her lover so that she could see if the hyena was still alright. The last thing she needed was to have to fight this massive chested canine, but here she was having to attack her so that she could continue that look. While in the air the feline would move fast, swinging her leg quickly in order to try to connect that heel straight into the side of that canine akita face. Elnora was already lifting her guard, though, but by the time her fists were high enough to block the feeling of that foot crushing against her skull was already sending pain through her head. This dog was forced to stumble to the side, gritting her teeth with a deep growl, but didn't fall, the twisting of her figure bringing her back to face Sable once more. She wasn't going to go down that easily, but she was absolutely going to try and pay this girl back for that hard strike. The movement of the akita was something quick, something impressive given her size, but while she came in fast with a quick punch across her chest Sable was able to dodge to the side, swinging her own fast punch right back at the now exposed side of the dog. When Elnora lifted that knee to catch the strike against the hard surface the dog would pull her first strike back, not even giving her arm time to come back into reforming her guard before striking with the other arm. Sable didn't have time to react before she felt the knuckles crack against her face, making her stumble back, but the cream canine wasn't going to give her the time she needed to recover. That movement coming fast, coming hard, coming instantly to close the distance so that she could place her foot back down on the floor only to lift her other one and crush that muscular knee straight into the lynx's breasts. The blow was cushioned by the feline's chest, but that didn't mean that it lacked pain. The strike had forced Sable back another step, but she was done backing away from this dog. When Elnora closed in again for another fast punch the lynx would lift her hand, crossing it onto the back of the canine wrist in time with a side step. While this feline would growl out deeply she'd send a hard blow straight into the dog's ribs, forcing a yelp from the cream creature only so that the lynx could force a foot down on the back of her knee. Elnora would strain to try and remain up, but as her leg was forced to bend she'd feel herself crash down against the floor just before Sable twisted a delivered a hard kick straight for that face, knocking the dog onto her own back and leaving her groaning up at the ceiling. By the time Elnora was able to get up Sable was already gone.

As the search for her wife continued the spotted girl moved towards the outside of the crowd, knowing that it might be easier to see the girl if she was looking inward at the cluster fuck of fighters beating on one another. As those eyes scanned the groups there was another set of eyes that had locked on her, and these sets of eyes weren't going to just let the popular Sable get out of this without crossing fists with her. Aria had taken a bit of beating from others, but she wasn't going down any time soon, and with the chance presenting itself to have this lynx all to herself, this fellow lynx just had to take the opportunity and charge at her. Sable's eyes had narrowed to this, seeing this feline rushing towards her leaving Sable to lift her hands fast in defense. She'd wanted to look for Anna, but it was obvious that she was going to have to go through a few fighters to do it. That was the way that the NSFW went and while she watched the fellow feline moving in fast at her these two instantly squared off. The sight of this slightly smaller lynx made Sable growl out easily. Her body ready to snap at her if it meant getting to Anna faster. The narrowed glare of this wife's gaze only drew a smirk to Aria's lips, seeing her there ready to fight made this lynx pounce right back at her. Sable didn't want to wait to be attacked again, she wanted to get through this bout quickly to get on to looking for her lover, the only thing that stood in the way here was this feline, and she had no problem running her over just to get past her. With Sable moving fast to open up this fight she'd start off by going for a hard punch aimed straight at Aria's head, this put her right in the smaller lynx's realm of advantage. Sable was a striker, that was clear, but Aria was a full on grappler. Once that fist came at her the smaller feline ducked down, closing in the distance and going or a fast and hard tackle, driving that shoulder straight into her body, hands wrapping around Sable's legs just to make sure that she didn't maintain her balance and once the taller lynx was on the ground this fellow feline crawled up at her, even mounting her as she'd sit down on Sable's stomach. The smaller lynx had all of the advantage here, she had gravity to punch downward with her, but even she knew that Sable wouldn't be down for long, so it was best to try and drive a good series of hard strikes while she still could. Sable's head was jerked hard to the side with the punch coming in, but that only drove a hard growl from this bottom lynx, her lip bleeding and her teeth bared as she moved to kick at the smaller feline, working to get her off of her body. It was then that she remembered a tactic from another, much larger, creature that she usually fought and with her hands reaching up to wrap around the front of Aria's outfit she'd jerk the smaller feline down fast into a quickly rising headbutt, smashing her skull against the top lynx before pushing her off of her boy hard with enough force to send her over the bar. The sound of breaking glass could be heard, but with the ruckus about the room the tone of it was quickly drown out. Leaving the no-longer bottom lynx to finally pick herself up and continue her search for that hyena that she kept so dear.

The sound of the broken glass wasn't ignored by everyone, but most were too involved in their own fight to be able to pull themselves away to investigate it. There was one person that could though, her blue fur moving quickly between two groping hands crashing her gloved fists straight into jaw of someone that had gripped hold of her in order to watch them collapse to the ground. When her long rabbit ears caught the sound of the shattering glass she'd immediately turn her head to look over, lifting a brow in order to see what might have caused it. All she saw was the image of the leather clad lynx picking herself up off of the floor. Summer had to smirk at this, had to smile at the look of that lynx and while she too separated herself from this gaggle of people the bunny would come in closer. Sable wasn't impressed, the sight of this busty blue rabbit was one that made her grit her teeth. It was clear that even though she'd opened herself up to finally look for Anna this rabbit was going to need to get taken own first. It wasn't that Summer was holding herself in a threatening way, but when it came to challenges the boxing bunny was one of the absolute best in the building. A champion, and a clear target for anyone wanting to prove their salt in this league and despite having no idea where Anna was she trusted that her lover could handle herself for at least a little longer while she put this blue creature on her knees. With Sable's body racing forward she'd eliminate that distance between them Summer was already lifting her gloves, bringing herself into a defensive stance so that she could prepare for this upcoming challenger. When the fist closed in it connected straight against her forearms the blue bunny grunted out deeply, the stinging feeling of the strike forcing her to slide back with the force of the hit, but not far enough that she couldn't get attacked instantly after with that rising foot that was coming up towards her side. When that leg impacted the bunny her teeth gritted, gaze narrowed in pain, and her body was jerked to the side. She hurt a lot from it, but she wasn't down, and Summer was going to make sure to do more than just receive pain. Before Sable was eve able to drop her foot back to the floor those fast punches came in hard, striking straight up with a hard hook to the side of those nicely plump breasts, shaking the to the side and forcing a deep grunting moan from the lynx who's arm crossed over her own tits to stop their shaking. This was followed up with a hard punch towards her face, jerking the head in the other direction quickly just in time to receive that final punch straight into the bottom of her jaw, lifting this feline off of the floor and falling easily onto her back.

Summer had skills as a boxer, it came from owning her own fighting club in town, but it was never satisfying punching a fatigued fighter. While she smirked down at Sable, the blue bunny knew that it was only a matter of time before she was getting up again and looking for now. Normally Summer wouldn't mind taking on Sable and showing her some real pain, but if she had to fight someone that had been worn out by others then what was the point? Instead the rabbit moved on quickly, heading away from the feline before she had a chance to get back up again, darting away with that same smirk over her lips. Summer only got so far, though, it seemed that while she was a beautifully busty blue bunny that didn't mean that she was all that hard to spot. Many of the fighters in the NSFW wanted a piece of this tournament champion and she certainly didn't want to disappoint. If anyone spotted her first, though, it would be the other oddly colored rabbit of the group. His green fur and black underside made him stand out almost as much as she did and while he moved easily away from the group his glove-less black hands set in white wraps lifted quickly. The blue bunny preferred to fight people with similar boxing skill, kicks and grabs were often a bit of a turn off when it came to selecting her fighting partners. Summer was the kind of person that wanted to see someone's fist skills take on her own, and with this green rabbit making himself known to her she had to smirk easily and close the distance, her fists up while she stepped her way closer. Gazzy felt the same, having been a long time sense he had a chance to show off any real boxing skills, and this was a champion, someone that had proven that she's more than just a little capable with her knuckles. Seeing the heart stamped gloves made him smirk and with a fast blurring movement of his wrapped fist crossing towards her the bunny ducked fast, planting not one but two hard blows into his stomach. The feeling of her gloves hitting the hardened abs didn't deter him though, he'd been training himself to take those kinds of blows, his body far more tone than it used to be and while Summer darted to the side to avoid another hard jab Gazzy would follow up with a sudden and hard hook to catch her straight in the side of head. The blow stumbles the blue bunny, but this green fighter was merciless, his movement coming in fast to lift his hard fist straight into the blue bunny's stomach, forcing her to grunt out as her breasts wrapped around his arm before she had a chance to step back. With Gazzy's arm lifting one more time for that finishing blow Summer had to move fast, had to change this fight around and when she forced a fast and hard jab at his jaw his head jerked back, leaving him blind to her movements for a second as she pulled that fist back and launched it again to the same point. The other arm moved in faster to his ribs, cracking him in the side of the body so that his figure would be pushed just enough to the side that when she made a final hard haymaker towards the side of his head it would land straight into the front of his face and throwing the green bunny to the floor while the panting rabbit backed away. Teeth gritted, but giving her a chance to catch her breath.

It was when she saw another green creature, the spotted figure of his scaled body presenting itself quickly. Being who she was Summer knew that many of these people were wanting a shot at her, and this meant that she wasn't about to get a break from that hard fight with the green rabbit. Those eyes locked on his yellow gaze, the smirk that ran over Zavis's lips brought him closer little by little to this girl. They'd both been through a few fights already, but there was no way that the serpent would pass up the opportunity to take on this girl. To many fighters Summer seemed to be evasive, hard to get to, but that really just came down to the fact that she liked to wait for people to come to her, liked to see people approach with their challenge so that she could accept it instantly. When the python approached she'd grit her teeth, but smiled to him through the sting of her last fight, but again those gloves lifted, waiting to see how this snake was going to come after her. Zavis knew a little bit of boxing, but was much better in grappling with quick strikes. This python's speed was something else, one of the fastest fighters in the NSFW, but while he moved in quick the speed of his body darted forward with an impressive spring. Summer was still on the ropes from her last fight, but it wasn't in her nature to deny a challenge. When she saw that movement coming at her this bunny would move to side step, her guard high and over her face, keeping herself protected while she worked to avoid his oncoming movement. What she noticed quickly within her dodge was that he wasn't moving to attack with either his arms or legs, neither were prepared and cocked back in order to make for an attack. What she felt was the hard impact of a scaled tail crash into her side, forcing her to jerk sideways back towards him. Zavis had effectively boxed her into being in front of him without the use of anything but himself. That long tail was always an effective weapon for those that had them, when he managed to push her back towards his front that serpent quickly moved to follow up with a fast punch to the side of her face, forcing her head to the side while she grunted out. His movement quickly working to step forward towards her now blind side and wrap his arm around her neck, leaning towards her rear so that he could force her down onto the floor. Usually in boxing there was no ground combat, you knock someone down and wait or them to get back up, but ground pounding was something that this blue lupine had learned to deal with a long time ago. When Zavis climbed over her it was no surprise, his fist coming down quickly and there was little that Summer could do thanks to her gloves. Her hands continued to try and guard herself, something that they hadn't done well up until now, but as she felt him hammering across the backside of her arms, the padding of the boxing gloves pressed to her forehead to cradle up, her legs were what were doing the real attack. There was nothing she could do to kick him, not even really knowing how to do that effectively while she had him on top of her, but she did manage to hook her leg around his tail, twisting her hips enough to pull him backwards, sliding him down her busty body so that she could have the distance to put power behind her punch and cross a hard and fast blow straight into Zavis's stomach. When he toppled she'd pull more at the tail, crossing her knuckles across his scaled face and knocking him off of her entirely as she quickly worked to crawl back to her feet again, huffing and panting from the continued attacks she had been under since this brawl started. Zavis wasn't done with her, but as she backed away from him the rabbit would fall under the prey locating gaze of another fighter, leaving the serpent to find his entertainment with a different fighter, those lips smirked again when he spotted the green bunny also working to start getting back onto his feet.

Summer was already looking worse for the wear, her smooth furred body was bruised, her cheek swollen, but there was a lot more to this brawl going on and there was no way she was just going to sit the rest of it out. As her eyes turned towards the crowd once more another challenger stepped forward. Her lips coming into a bloody grin when she noticed exactly what stood before him. The image of the wasp that started this entire bar room styled fight happening made her smile wide. He wasn't just a boxer, he was a boxer with four arms, something that she'd only had the pleasure of dealing with a few times in guest matches back at the Boxing Bunny. Her stand lifted quickly, her body tired, her figure worn out, but so willing to fight this man that she would ignore all of that for the sole purpose of having the pleasure of taking him on. Joltt wasn't doing the best either, his body scuffed and worn down as well, much like all of the people in this room by no, but he was still fighting, not at all willing to call a stop to this until he was forced to. When he stepped forward towards the bunny those eyes focused up quickly on both sides. His movements coming to lift his own guard as they start to advance towards one another. These two knew one another as being traditional boxers, as traditional as boxing with four arms can be, and with that came a hard layer of respect that shown quickly when those wasp knuckles reached out easily towards her allowing her to tap her gloves against them before taking a step back and snapping their stance back up once again. While these two circled one another, they looked for an opening, a way to close in and do some damage. If anything Joltt had the advantage, the extra limbs giving him a way to deal damage that others wouldn't be able to. When he made a feign jab for her face the bunny had to lean back, her guard lowering just in time to feel one of his lower arms get blocked from a gut punch. The other fast swinging hook from the upper arm was avoided with her ducking down. Once Summer was lowered, though, she'd make her own fast strike, a full forced forward punch aimed right at the stomach only to have it blocked in the same way she had his earlier. With her body lowered, though, the figure of this beautiful boxer managed to hide her other limb, allowing her to bring it up fast with an almost jump off of the floor only for the sake of adding power to it. A fast and hard uppercut that permitted the rabbit to crash her glove straight against his jaw with a hard and heavy strike For most that would put them on their back, knocking them out entirely, but thanks to the alien wasp's exoskeleton he'd feel his head lifted by the power, but that natural body armor protected him enough to keep most of the damage away. This left Summer panting hard, her guard lifted, but far weaker now that she was using most of her strength just to do a bit of damage to him. She was on the ropes, if there were any in here, but that only made her that much hotter, knowing that she'd have to face him again when they managed to meet outside of this brawl someday. Cradling up once again the fury of blows that came by made her grunt out, only barely able to block them and none to her side that landed hard against her. Her eyes winced down, and when she opened them the sight of him pulling his fist back for one final strike made her gaze go cold, she knew it was coming, the sight of that knuckle taking her down was already firm in her mind, but the wasp stopped in his tracks, his eyes lifting easily and while he narrowed that gaze at someone behind her he did huff and turn away from him to head towards a different fight. If wasn't like Summer was the only person here that he could beat on, and he'd rather not knocking out someone who someone else had already worn out. They'd meet again in the ring, where it counted.

Everything told the bunny to turn herself around, to look and see who was there that caused the wasp to simply turn and leave, but everything told her who it was already. As she sighed and finally allowed her body to relax she'd move to bend her legs, coming to sit down on the floor itself just for the sake of that large white hand to press down on her shoulder. The easy smile that crossed her lips and the soft lean into his thick furred body allowed her the perfect combination of soft combined with rock hard muscles to prop herself up on. Worn out and easy to sit at the sidelines she was at least able to do so awake thanks to the massive beast that now held her with an arm wrapped around her shoulder. Summer didn't like to be saved, she didn't need it at all, but at the same time it was nice to know that someone was at least trying to watch her back despite the wave of people she had to fight off just now. For the moment they could take a break, it wasn't hard combat and it wasn't a brutal struggle, just the two of them able to sit back and watch the fight from a distance as they took a breather. Sure they'd be back in the fray soon enough, but right now the could be away from that, keep themselves at a distance and not have to worry about someone coming up and trying to tackle either of them. Summer was one of the top fighters in this place as was Wolf, both of them defending the other would keep both guys and girls away from them long enough for these two to catch their breaths. The easy smile that crossed her lips gave her some comfort, Wolf sitting down beside her allowing her head to be propped up against his shoulder and chest, simply keeping her in place while they took their quick rest. There wouldn't be any passing out from fatigue, at least not for these two, if such a thing happened there was no telling was these horny people would do to them within the confines of this deviant sex group, not that they'd complain.

While she smiled she'd nuzzle up against his firm chest, chuckling out at him a bit. "I don't need you saving me, Wolf. I could have handled Joltt myself." She'd tell him, not allowing her affection go without her soft words there to reprimand him.

"I know you could, Summer, but if I don't save him from you then who will." The two had to laugh softly at that and even while he leaned his head down to kiss at the top of her head the bunny would turn her face up to catch his lips against hers, pulling an easy smirk from the massive beast.

When he stood once again it was out of reluctance. He didn't want to leave her, but these two being with one another would only keep the fighters wanting to come after him away for so long. Summer had taken a good level of a beating up until now and knew that if someone came in after the canine then she'd jump in to take them on. Wolf knew Summer to be a very strong and competent fighter, but wasn't going to put himself in that kind of position with her. Instead as he stood up he'd smile at the girl and leave her to sit by herself, giving her the time she needed to rest and relax. Taking a deep breath and finally working on building up that second wind. Wolf on the other hand had his own targets to locate, his own people to find, and while those pitch black, reflection-less eyes turned about the room this eight foot monster moved easily across this place, bringing himself back into the view of those that were likely lying in wait for him to be away from the blue bunny.

With his breath grunting the canine worked not to look back at Summer, knowing that he couldn't simply stay by her throughout the rest of the fight. She'd be fine after a bit of rest, something that he had been happy to give her, but the further he descended into the bouts that were taking place the more he knew that his predators were closing in on him. It was only a matter of time before he was going to get attacked again and have to fight. Wolf didn't mind the combat, he didn't mind fighting, it was his entire life so he'd never complain about it. Those pitch black, reflection-less eyes slowly turned from the where he had been to easily view into this crowd, there were a couple of eyes settled on him, many just a passing glance while they moved on to other fighters, but one that actually did make her way towards the massive beast of a wolf was the golden dragoness herself. Her figure swayed well as she moved herself closer towards him, those eyes locked on his figure while she eased her way closer and closer. For Lillah this fight was bound to happen. There was hardly a reason for her to get into combat with someone she didn't know, or worse didn't like, but seeing the massive beast there she knew right away to always be looking for that next chance to improve herself, to better her fighting chance. He was powerful as a fighter, heck he was a tournament champion and that was a thought that remained in the back of her mind quite often. This dragoness had given her heart to him, much like a few other ladies in this place, but she wasn't just going to be suckered in, she was going to prove that she was every bit as capable a fighter as this towering beast, to show that if anything she was a far more superior match to him than others could possibly be. Did she prove that by fighting the other girls, eventually, but she was going to prove that absolutely by taking on this canine that was already looking back at her. The smirk that came to her face and the look of his body already tensing up proved that he knew what was coming, something trained into him that she could bring out with only an approach, the thought of it made her smile. There were only a few people separating them but as they cleared one another out of the way there was a perfect pathway lined with people to allow her instant access to that brute. The movement of her body picked up speed in almost an instant, racing fast through the area in a sudden burst to close that distance. The white canine arms lifted fast, seeing her break-neck approach and while he brought his guard up to defend against her quickly closing punch against the backside of his arms he'd blinded himself to the sight of that tail hooking around the back of his leg, and with a fast and hard jerking motion she'd beat that golden tail straight against the backside of his knee, forcing him to buckle down onto it with a grunt. This gave Lillah the exact moment she needed to be able to take hold of his guard, pulling it down as her knee lifted, connecting a solid and hard blow to the front of his face and jerking his head back. Wolf had to struggle not to fall backwards from it, but the impact was clear and devastating. As he sat there dazed his head spun, the room around him weaved back and forth while he gritted his teeth in order to try and shake his head back into this fight. Lillah wasn't about to give him a break though, her body working to tackle him fast into the floor, bringing him down hard while her large breasts crushed down against his figure. Wolf wasn't out, though, and he wasn't simply going to lay down and allow this girl to beat on him. When his white furred arm wrapped around the back of her golden neck this massively muscular beast rolled over quickly, taking her with him to land on top of her, the narrowed gaze on his eyes allowed this canine to lift his fist into the air and bring it down fast, crashing it against the side of her ribs forcing her to grunt out quickly before following up with a quick and impressive strike right into the side of her head. This gave the wolf time to back off of her, getting back to his feet he'd work to try and fade into the crowd itself, trying to build some distance so that he wouldn't need to face her. Honestly, Wolf knew Lillah better than most and was more than aware that a fight like that would need a lot more space than this crowded room would permit. It was be better to find her in the ring later and deal with her then than try to take her on here and watch others get involved.

Wolf the massively muscular monster of a canine moved away from the one he noted as his "golden treasure" there were others that were already starting to close in on him. Those pitch eyes could only capture so much, and the sight of the black panthress was already quickly missed, her ability to hide away was something that her body was normally capable of doing, but her personality conflicted that and while she stepped around the others fighting in this place the girl didn't even try to stalk the canine, simply approaching him outright with the look of challenge in her eyes. She wasn't about to stall either, this wasn't a match and they didn't need to wait for the other to get ready. As Shadow raced across the floor towards him she wanted to make sure that she already knew good and well that she was planning for a full on assault. This girl wasn't subtle, she wasn't deceptive, and she absolutely wasn't afraid of this towering behemoth. The easy smirk that ran across her lips showed that she was clearly excited at the idea of taking him on, wanting to strike down against him and show this big puppy of hers that this feline was here to tussle with the best. As she closed that distance the feline lifted herself up quickly, making a sudden and hard kick straight towards his white stomach, a sudden strike that would force her into close range with him, but while her heel sunk into his stone-like abs the massive canine had to grunt and growl to the sensation of the pain rushing into him. His hands would cup around his mid-section as he backed up from her, narrowing his gaze and quickly lifting his guard as fast as he was able to with the feeling of bruising already starting to develop around the point she made contact with. Wolf was going to have to retaliate for it, find her openings and make her pay for that hard strike. Shadow wasn't going to be dissuaded, though. Seeing his guard lifted didn't stop her from follow up on his backing movements, moving to keep that distance constant while launching another attack instantly and quickly so that her knuckles would raise up towards his chest and shoulders. She knew that she was attacking at his more muscled areas, but she also knew that she had to break down his body if she was going to bring this giant to his knees. With his guard lifted to protect his face Wolf felt the strikes knocking against his body. His chest swelled to the strikes, aiming to keep their damage to a minimum by thickening his figure, but he knew that even the grandest of mountains can be chipped down into a pebble with enough time. With her being pinned so close against him there wasn't much that he could do about it her fast punches, but he did manage to lower his guard, dropping his arms down around her in order to trap her further against his body. The feeling of her figure crushed down against his helping him to squeeze her tightly in a rough bear hug, the feeling of her large breasts pressed down against his massive chest only forcing air from those lungs in what could be described as being a high pitched squeaking sound. Her hands continued to throw blows against him, now aiming for the head while she struggled to get loose. The more she fought though the more air was forced from her figure and soon she was having trouble finding the strength to even lift her hands. Those lungs burned hard with their compressed state until her limbs fell limp, the narrowed gaze of her swimming head locking onto the large white face in front of her and even while she struggled one last time to break free from this brute there was no room for her to do so. When Shadow's head fell backwards she'd finally feel herself drop down, her legs like wet noodles crumbling down to the floor with no support at all and leaving her wheezing while she was finally permitted to take in hair once again. The growling presence of this dark furred feline would get him back for that eventually, but for now while he rushed off through the room this girl had to catch her breath.

It didn't take long for the towering white beast to be away from the black feline, his movements helping him to gain some distance from the harsh beating she was surely planning to lay upon him in time. As he turned to look over his shoulder, insuring that Shadow hadn't been following him, Wolf smirked to himself as he slowly turned back only to receive a harsh tail crashing against the side of his skull. The force of the blow was enough to send him to the side, forcing this best to crash down into the floor before quickly clawing to force himself back to his feet once more. Wolf's eyes narrowed, his breath let out a deep nearly feral snarl while he turned that black gaze around those close by him to try and lock onto the person that had blind sided him. The pain in his cheek still ringing out as a constant reminder of the moment seconds ago where he'd let his guard down, and now he was mad, he was ready to fight back after such an attack. The person he'd seen there, though was the red scaled creature, her arms crossed over her large chest crushing those breasts back down against herself while that open jacket hung about her figure. The soft smile that she had on her lips noted that not only was she not hiding the fact that she'd just toppled this canine, but she was proud to have done it. It was hard to close in on Wolf without him knowing, and the fact that she'd done so AND landed a strike to the side of his head was something she'd remember for some time to come. Even as Wolf rose up quickly towards this red raptor the smaller dino darted backwards quickly, dodging his first powerful swipe from his swinging fist. Her arms no longer crossed over her chest, but instead crossing up near her throat, wanting to make sure that she remained protected regardless of how he was attempting to come at her. When the first strike from those fists missed, though, he'd make a fast follow up with a lifting foot, one that she'd quickly move to step forward onto, trusting that Wolf had the strength behind his kick to lift her up, and once she was bounded into the air this dino girl twisted herself for a fast and powerful kick aimed at the side of his head that her tail had hit before. That smirk only grew more when he was jerked sideways thanks to her attack. Raptors were known for having powerful kicks, it was the way that they'd developed as fighters, but Wolf wasn't going to give in, not as long as he was still on his feet. When she came in again she lifted her knee fast, not coming close enough to attack him with it, but Wolf still ducked back, expecting that kick to come in again only to fall completely for the feign that she'd provided and soon felt the hard jab of her fist crash into his jaw. This wasn't as strong as her other attacks, but I didn't need to be. With the blow forcing him to step back the canine soon felt what she was really going for, the presence of her tail hooking the back of his knee with a sudden blow forced it to buckle, bringing him down to a knee just in time for her to charge in and crush her body against his, taking him fully to the floor with herself on top of him. The easy smile on her lips and the arms wrapped around the back of his neck helped her to keep him in place just before those lips of hers reached down to press deeply against his own. Wolf returned the kiss diligently, even murring into the flavor of it, but this wasn't a time for such things. Fayt was always a bit of a more aggressive girl, she knew what she wanted and she took it, period. It was something that the large canine always liked about her, one of the few girls that could really show what she wanted from the start instead of dancing around it like many of the others did. As his arms moved to push against her he had to smile at the lovely red creature, but this brawl wasn't over. He knew that of all people Fayt could take care of herself, but there were others here that might need him to help keep the pressure off of them and with that he'd roll over, forcing the dino down into the floor, almost giving the canine equivalent of a purr down towards her before finally lifting away, leaving her a silent promise to return eventually, but far more focused in doing his duties for the group.

Wolf had to figure a way to calm this situation, this brawl was a bit out of hand, and if anything he didn't want injury to come to the people of the group or less importantly the building itself with everyone running around and looking for the next person to take on. It was the massive beasts advantage that he was taller than a good majority of them, if not all of them, and that he could see the all going after one another quite easily. With ears pinned back he'd have to think about how he was going to go about containing this situation so that there would be a clam, if not stressed, peace between them all. It was then that he did notice something else a movement through the crowd of several people aiming in his direction. The problem with being so tall was that while he was able to easily see all of them they could also see him. This lead to it being near impossible for him to hide away. The second his head poked above the crowd he'd given away his position once again leaving him at the mercy of those that were coming after him once more. The sight of those other ladies breaking through this crowd and closing in at him, they weren't focused on each other at all, almost as if having agreed to some kind of truce just for the purpose of getting at this canine. While his ears folded back he'd quickly have no choice but to guard himself with his quickly raising arms. It was then that someone else poked through, coming up towards their quickly descending group. The sight of this one lady wasn't someone that he saw often, but was a fighter that he was likely never to forget. The memory of her fight with him was something etched in his mind as to being something he didn't often want to have to go through again. She was almost nearly as feral as he was in their last match, and quite possibly more skilled on the battlefield. With the zinogres closing in at him he'd almost prefer to take on all of his ladies at once, but the sight in her eyes told him easily that she wasn't going to pass up the chance to take him on, not now, and not ever. Tufts of white fur matched the long mane that traveled down the back of her neck and down along her tail all the way to the very tip. The rest of her body was covered in black and grey scales that helped her to move swiftly. If anything she wasn't a fighter to be messed with, the muscular build about her body was one thing, but the brutish technique that she used to utilize it was a completely different one. She wasn't anywhere as tall as the canine, and she wasn't even mean, but she was every single bit as harsh in the ring as he ever was. When she closed that distance on him, it was in almost the blink of an eye, something he nearly missed just before she'd thrown her hard punch straight at his gut, giving him just the time he needed to lower his guard to defend himself. That lower guard though, was exactly what she wanted and with her other hand coming in fast for his face the massive beast of a canine was immediately pushed to the side, struggling to keep his footing while she came after him again. A kick aimed at the back of his knee would bring him into the floor and a twisting elbow into the back of his head made sure that he kissed it. When Wolf worked to pick himself up, he had to turn himself, knowing that she wasn't going to stop, the hard blow that was sent into him was one of a full bodied tackle to plant this beast on his back and feel her large, massive, swollen breasts crushing down against his chest just before she picked herself up, straddling him enough to swing a fast blow into his side, forcing that elbow down so that he could make another quick punch for his face forcing his head to smack into the hard floor once again. The easy smirk on her lips showed that she was ready for this monster of a wolf, and while he grunted to push her off of him the other girls were once again closing in on his body. There was only so much that he could do while he felt hands pressing down at him, forcing him to remain on the ground, bodies twisting and turning about his own and soon the sight of this monster eight foot white wolf was lost under the pile of girls that had all single-handedly claimed him.

The red tigress was on the prowl once again, looking for the next target to take down and already she had her usual prey in her sights. The easy smirk that rolled over Tassia's lips drew her closer towards the dark furred feline. That panthress had been looking or a certain someone ever sense she'd gotten back onto her feet, and now it seemed that she was going to get the chance to find her. It was instinct that tolled Shadow that someone was behind her closing in, but not enough to tell her a few seconds before she felt arms wrap around her in a charging tackle that found those large black tits crushed down against the floor. The feeling of those soft breasts against her back drew an easy purr from her though, but there was no time for that, she was under attack. With Tassia already rising up the panthress quickly rolled herself over, looking up at the red fur with black stripes that made her smirk easily at her. Just when that clawed hand swung down at her the dark feline lifted her arm to defend herself, feeling the scratch coming quickly against her shoulder to leave a nice cut along her arm. These two were friends, that was for sure, but they liked to fight one another completely differently than the other ladies of this place. When they fought they liked to make it a true cat fight, not so much martial skill and tactics, but far more about the brutal and primal fights that they could draw one another into. It wasn't everyday that they found someone that could handle the kind of fighting that they did, but these two knew that they were always up for a good scratching cat fight. When Shadow felt those claws sink into her shoulder she reached her own hand up, moving to bat her own claws right against Tassia's face, forcing the girl off of her with a nice deep pattern of scratches left there. The snarl on both of them showing that this fight was absolutely for real and that they were going to make sure to give everything they had to take the other girl down. When they came back together again those fingers quickly moved to wrap around one another, pushing hard and testing their strength to see which of the two would give in to the other first. The struggle and strain on their muscles forcing their arms to shake, their legs to flex, their bodies to sweat as they growled down towards one another. Finally with Tassia released that hold her hand quickly moved to take a fast grip around the impressive black breast of the panthress's chest, forcing her to gasp and groan out at the sudden hard squeezing that she was now receiving from this girl. Shadow wasn't going to just lean her head back the way she was and allow herself to be handled so roughly by this chesty tigress, the movement of her own hand quickly wrapped around that red feline body, coming to take hold of that large and sexy rump with her claws digging into it. The feeling of it made Tassia jump, her eyes widen for a second with her rump being stabbed and gripped the way it was, but it did force that red feline to loosen her grip around the Shadow's bust. Finally the tigress would release that dark tit entirely, moving to wrap those arms around the panthress's back and pulled her into a tight hug, the two girls moaned and growls at once with one another while they tested to see who's large breasts would give out first, who would be forced to surrender to the superior chest. The tighter their strong arms gripped down around the other the more those large breasts pillowed and marshmallowed out against one another, filling the space between their necks as well as their lower chests. Their bodies shivered, strained, stressed, and even while teeth gritted down neither of these girls were about to give in to the other. Even when Shadow would lean her head back in a pain filled yell she didn't release, only tightening her grip the best she could and forcing a similar result from the tigress. These two were equals in many ways, this absolutely being one of them. They were similar in strength, in size, in capability, and most importantly thanks to their constant fights of this nature, endurance. These two weren't going to give in, they weren't going to give today's victory to their rival, and as they worked hard to stress their skills more and more the two continued their personal fight, not a single person in this place would dare try and come between them.

A green scaled knee quickly rose into the underside of a furred stomach, forcing the ferret to buckle forward, his hand gripping his belly while he stepped back. When Zavis came in quickly with another fast strike the swift creature dodged to the side, evading the blow before ducking down and rolling himself under it. The sight of those eyes locked onto the python's body showed that Rags was already planning out his next attack. A hard thrown punch from his muscled but lean body helped to push this snake back off of him, leaving the serpent open for the ferret to jump into the air with a quickly rising kick. The green python quickly lifted his defenses, managing to block that kick just as it was closing in, but when he felt himself receive an immediate punch from a black fist to the side of his head it sent the snake rolling and the green rabbit to take his place. Gazzy held an easy smirk on his lips even as Zavis rolled out of the way to pick himself back up again, the doctor between them taking his attention on continuing his fight with the one person that was still in front of him. A reach with his hand would wrap the around the green furred boxer's wrist with the other planted on the back of his shoulder. A quick movement with his foot coming in front of Gazzy's would soon work in a fast pull that found the fit rabbit being flipped over and planted down on his back with a loud oomph. Gazzy rolled quickly to the side, but as he stood up he felt the planting of a black foot planted own on his back, using him as a spring board to launch the orange fox up into the air, giving Brad the lift he needed to swing a fast front kick straight at the ferret's body. Rags wasn't deterred, though, as that kick closed in he'd step in forward, moving his arms to wrap around the leg quickly so that he could lean backwards fast, bringing that fox to come down immediately until his face bounced off of the floor. Zavis wasn't out of this fight yet and when he saw the ferret rising back up he'd come in behind him and wrap an arm around the front of the doctor's throat. Scaled fists quickly moving to close in on that furred side until the scaled creature felt the fox make a fast sweeping kick for the both of them, sending Rags forward and Zavis rolling over top of him onto his back on this cool floor. The lifting of that thick scaled tail would bring it down quickly and immediately onto the fox's body and force Brad to writhe at the feeling of it with arms wrapped around his own chest. This trio quickly moved to get back to their feet, though, Rags managing to get up first just in time for that green rabbit to raise his fist in time with the ascending ferret, feeling his knuckles sinking quickly into the lean body and dropping him right back into the floor once again. Zavis was the next to start picking himself up, only to feel the strike of an orange shoulder collide with his mid-section and force him back into the ground again with Brad standing above him leading a hard and heavy blow down against the serpent's face. Gazzy came to there rescue on this one, closing in with a fast and sweeping uppercut straight into the fox's jaw, lifting him off of his prey and forcing him back away from that snake. That punching wrist was quickly seized by the green snake's tail just after the blow had connected, pulling hard downward on the limb and forcing Gazzy towards the floor where Zavis could lift a knee into his chest and forcing that bunny to roll sideways from the blow. This gave the python the time he needed to get back to his feet, but Brad was already there waiting for him. A fast turn to face the tod would lead to the snake getting attacked at another side when Rags closed in on the two of them quickly in order to make a hard forward kick straight into the square of Zavis's back sending him forward into the fox who responded quickly and instinctively with a fast snapping punch into the side of Zavis's face, dropping him to the round once again just as the ferret went forward towards Brad. This orange fox making a fast punch, only to have it gripped fast with a sidestep from that very nimble ferret, bringing his leg up quickly to hook around Brad's head and straight into his throat. A twist of his hips would bring the vulpine down into an arm bar leaving this doctor to only need to lift his hips in order to dish out the pain on Brad's arm. It was Gazzy to the rescue this time, dropping down onto the ferret with his elbow out and forcing those hands to release the arm that would permit Brad to roll away and back to his feet once more. With all of the coming back into a standing position once again their eyes all locked on the other, waiting for the next one to make the first move once more. The sound of that door once again opening drew their attention quickly, heads rolling from their constant glaring gaze to see who was coming into this already crowded room.

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The three pairs of feet moved along the floor of the hallway in an easy movement, traveling in a line. The one on the furthest right was the smallest, having to stretch her legs more to keep up with these two as they traveled easily. Long baggy pants covered her well toned legs, hiding away most of her beautiful curves while she swayed that striped tail back and forth. These pants were tight around the ankles, keeping them from moving about as she did during her own fights. Those golden eyes lifted a brow at the sight of the roo beside her talking up the large grey rex that they were escorting around the building. Long black tresses moved with a hand out of the way of her face so that it could join the rest of her hair down the length of her back to end at her well hidden plump rump. Jack was in his usual business outfit for this meeting, a dark tank top matched up with some boxing shorts. His gloves having been left a while back in his office where they often seemed to collect dust. If anything he didn't really need the gloves to fight, but with as many matches as he'd been in they were more valued as mementos than actual boxing tools anymore. He could always pick up gloves just about anywhere in this place, so the ones that were more person to him could be left behind for those more personal matches. The grey rex didn't seem to mind the talking, though, she was answering back and giving the two an easy laugh as they continued on their way. She wore her own pants, with her top being wrapped in some kind of bandage to prevent jiggling. It was a sign to show that she was ready to start working immediately, already having the confidence that she was going to be hired no matter what for this. It was true and likely the roo was the one that informed her of that, but still she wanted to look the part of a trainer if nothing else. This dino was much taller than either of them, though, Kiadra was short to begin with but Angel was at least two feet taller than Jack on his best days. From what she gathered about this large scaled creature, she had been some kind of boxer a while back, but thanks to some accident she was taken out of the game. It was interesting to learn that even through injury there was still a life in the fighting community for someone that could no longer fight. This woman happened to gain some experience working in gyms, handling and housing the equipment for other fighters and even coaching them in order to try and better their fighting techniques and capability. Kiadra didn't mind this, she had no problem letting this rex take over the gym. If nothing else it gave her the time to focus on her martial studies, to attend those conventions, and keep up her mastery ranking that she'd worked to hard to earn. The sound of the commotion reaching all the way down the hall, though, was what had this lioness's attention, the narrowed gaze and the careful steps drew the three in closer despite the fact that Jack and Angel were a bit too busy talking with one another to really notice what Kiadra was already fully aware of.

"It'll be nice having you in charge of the gym, Angel. It's been a while since we had another boxer helping to run things. I used to do a lot of boxing myself so maybe we could..." When his hand wrapped around the glass door, the sound of the struggling within became instantly evident. The movement of his arm pulling it was more out of instinct than him really wanting to try and draw it open. The sight of these people fighting one after another in a room that had already been designed a while back as being a fight free zone was something even he didn't want to have to deal with. "For the love of... Not again.." He groaned the words out easily drawing a quick look of worry from the rex who had no idea what to make this this enormous Hodge-podge of fighting creatures beating the hell out of one another.

She had to speak up at that last comment, though, needing to know the details of a situation like this. "What do you mean? How often does this happen?"

Kiadra was already smirking at the scene. It was a completely cluster-fuck, a failure of discipline on a huge bases, and something that she'd learned to deal with a while back thanks to the fact that this kind of thing happens in the gym on a near constant bases. Heck, she'd be surprised if this exact same fight wasn't happening in the gym right now simultaneously as this brawl with the same exact people despite the fact that such a thing should be absolutely impossible. Despite that, it would be a bigger surprise to her if it wasn't happening. When the lioness finally spoke up she'd point upward, offering the situation to the rex easily with an easy smirk on her lips. "Well? You're the trainer... Get in there and stop them."

The both of these two looked over at the lioness, but her expression didn't change, she was expecting exactly what she'd just said, waiting to see what Angel was capable of doing. The rex wasn't going to just get shown up on her first day, though, and seeing that expecting look on the feline's face she'd sigh and move to crack her knuckles. It might be a bit of a challenge thanks to her injured leg, but she was going to have to show these people just who the top dog was. If she couldn't fight them here then there was no way she could expect them to respect her when it came to running the gym. This was her first test, her first impression into the group, and this grey scaled beast needed to make it look as best as she was able to. Even while she moved to push past the roo that stood in the doorway, she had to narrow her gaze to those that were in here. It was obviously too loud for her to shout over them and order the group to stop, so the only option that this dino really had was to help wade it out, take down the key players so that she can try and limit the duration of the fight itself. Once she was threw the door, eyes turned towards her, she could already feel the presence of those that were looking on at her, and even while she turned to look at the lioness who seemed to be smiling brightly at the display, this rex steeled herself instant and worked to push through, aiming to get towards the center of the room past these fighters. A large grey hand shoving people to the side, taking them, even picking some of them up to toss them while she descended into the depths of this massive brawl. Her careful steps taking her deeper towards the middle of the room and left her in a situation where she hadn't stopped to notice where these key fighters were. The sight of the these people beating down on another only drove her blood to boil, made her want to be involved all the more, and finally when she felt a body impact hers, forcing her to stumble forward with his arms wrapped around her shoulders the pounding heart of the rex called out with excitement and joy. This was the chance she was looking for, the opening to get involved in this little combat match and there was no way she could possibly pass it up, not if she ever wanted to forgive herself. With that arm coming to wrap around her throat, this larger creature reached her hand down towards his leg, pulling him so that she could peal him from her pack and turn herself, getting that body in front of her with the arm no wrapped around the back of her head and leaving her lift her free hand and launch it straight down into this python's stomach, not even realizing who had just jumped at her, or got thrown at her, whatever. The snake was quickly on the ground in an instant leaving her to blink down at her friend. The soft smile creeping onto her lips only before she felt something hit the back of her knee, forcing her down onto the floor with him while she called out in a loud roar, the feeling of her scare flaring up thanks to the sudden shock leaving her in harsh pain. It wasn't Zavis that had done it, but someone else that had wanted to get her down. When she twisted her body with a fast backhand that person was already gone and soon others started to close in on the rex quickly, wanting to see her get taken down as quickly as they were able to.

At the distance by the door Kiadra got to see the sight of the rex wade through the crowd just before being pulled down quickly. She was left smiling at the sight of it, knowing these fighters personally and understanding all too well that none of them would take it so far as to seriously hurt her, but to see the towering rex go down in a roar like she was Godzilla made this lioness have to giggle out easily. Again Jack was already looking over at her, a lift of his brow telling her that she not only shouldn't have sent the new trainer into that mess, but also that she should probably get in there herself to try and settle this fight. The lioness didn't mind, her hand pressing to the chest of the roo as she moved to give him a gentle shove out of her way so that she could venture into the depths of this crowd. Kiadra wasn't going to make the same mistake as the one that went into this room before her, she wasn't going to simply rely on her brute strength to carry her all the way through this, and that didn't have everything to do with the fact that she had nearly no brute strength to use to begin with. Her movement wasn't one of slow descent but of a rushing charge through the others in this place. Seeing them fighting wasn't something she was unused to, but this lioness was looking for a certain major group of the that might be able to control the flow of this fight. It was already far too late to stop the battle, but if she could draw it into a different direction then the entire brawl could be over and lead into a more sensual group activity. It wasn't something she liked the thought of guiding, but at least it wasn't a full on NSFW lounge bar fight like it was now. Those golden eyes turned easily about the room, watching the chaos of the fighters taking and trading partners to battle, it was something she was more used to seeing than what others would believe of her, but that didn't mean she was any safer than the rest of them. By stepping quickly onto the backside of a chair her body was brought up quickly, allowing her to see everything over the heads of most that were part of this chaotic catastrophe This wasn't the safest of locations for her, though, and while she stood here looking over the others her golden gaze did catch the sight of a few already looking in her direction. If anyone in the NSFW was a target during a fight it was absolutely this lioness. The busty feline had the sexual appeal to draw in males like a moth to a flame, but also had earned the scorn of quite a few females of this place. In recent times Kiadra had been trying to be better, improve herself, become nicer and more forthcoming to those around her, but there were many that remember her as being bitter, self centered, and down right cruel to anyone that happened to even get the slightest bit close to her. The first set of eyes that she was able to noticed belonged to a certain canine. The sight of their quickly narrowing gaze drew a sigh from this creature even while she stepped down. At some point Nina had managed to sneak into this place, maybe even right after she had come in, but regardless of when this fighting husky entered the fact was that Kiadra had to deal with her now.

Many of the fighters in this place had solid guards, lifting to defend the chest and face, this was smart for them, most fighting styles guarded those places specifically in order to keep the fighter functional long enough to see the end of the fight and this lioness wasn't any different, but her stance wasn't just some solid flexing of muscles. Any look at her body showed that while she might have some level of muscle to her somewhere most of her figure tended to be very lean and slender. It was clear that she wasn't designed to be a wall like some of the others were, but that didn't mean that this kung fu mistress didn't house her own skills. She couldn't see the quickly moving husky just yet through the crowd, but she did know the direction that the always powerful Nina was supposed to be coming from. While she waited, that stance was taken, moving to slide her left foot back a hand covered in front of her chest with the palm aimed outward, the other rested almost limply in front of her body, keeping the tension behind her muscles to a complete limit while she waited. The attack didn't come from the front, though, at some point this herm husky had to have changed the direction when she knew Kiadra was onto her, and with that slight adjustment the lioness quickly turned her head to see Nina closing in from her side, or what now amounted to her back. The fist came in fast, aiming to strike one clear blow directly towards the back of Kiadra's head, but where the lioness leaned forward in order to duck the attack she'd feel it graze past the tips of her ears and leaving the canine to a fast spin on the pivot of her rear foot, bringing that right leg around quickly in a powerful striking blow, a rising strike aimed directly into the side of Nina's body. When the dog lowered her elbow, though, it came in contact with a well blocked arm leaving the feline to push against the ground with her single leg and jump backwards as best she could. Her bound was stopped short, though, when she felt herself impact another person that was in a completely different fight. Her eyes widening and her wrists crossing fast towards that enclosing fist once more, moving to stop it with her guard that forced the arms down against her body. If she couldn't be as mobile as she wanted to be then this lioness was going to be in trouble. Kiadra's entire defensive fighting structure was built around movement. Thanks to the presence of that hand pushing her arms into her chest she was able to spread those crossed wrists quickly, placing her hand against the husky's elbow in order to force her to stand sideways to the lioness leaving Kiadra to finally make a strike of her own, which she did in the form of a straight strike directly against the ribs of the canine, listening to her grunt out as those knuckles gave a very familiar thud almost like hitting a drum for the first time. One hit wasn't going to take down someone as skilled as Nina, though, and while Kiadra pulled her hand back from that attack she soon found a lifting knee coming to crash straight against her stomach, forcing her to cough out deeply while being forced to stumble backwards once more. Again that guard lifted, her movement to lead her own stumbling into a sidestep worked just enough to dodge another fast punch that was coming her way. The leg lifted in order to try for another strike at Nina's side, but this time it was grabbed and with a forward force this lioness immediately found herself on her back, huffing at the air while her smooth, but tone stomach came to find the weight of the husky sitting down on it. Punches rained down over her figure like a typhoon, but Kiadra wasn't just going to become someone's punching bag, when one of those arms reared back for it's next strike her leg lifted, catching the attack before it could be thrown. Kiadra didn't have a large deal of muscles, but where she did was in her legs. It was one of the reasons that she always chose to wear those long pants. With the rest of her body being lean and weak looking nobody would expect that her legs would be strong. In a display of power she'd slam that leg back down into the ground pulling the husky's arm with her and soon finding herself freed from that weight which allowed her to rise up quickly to her feet once again. Her movement was a bit sluggish on purpose, waiting to see Nina rise up and just as the husky got back to her feet this lioness jumped up, twisting into the air and bringing that heel around in a full on butterfly kick straight into the husky's cheek sending her right back down into the floor. Kiadra knew that this dog would be getting back up soon, and used that as her opening so that she could continue her search for the ring leaders of this massive brawl.

Nina hadn't been there before she came in, Kiadra was almost certain of it, and if the husky could enter this room undetected then that meant many others would be able to as well. With the loud ruckus that these people were making it was going to draw in other fighters and that lead the feline to understand quickly that soon there were going to be fresh bodies in this room eager and ready to keep it going. If nothing else this was even more motivation to solve the issue. Fighting attracts fighters, and the more she allowed this to continue the more people that would be drawn into it, prolonging with new and fresh fighters entering the fray. It wasn't long before she caught the sight of someone that she'd been working with, a certain dragon that she'd been working on improving. Normally NSFW brought in skilled and highly talented fighters and then there were those with potential to become better, people like this black dragon spreading his wings to force people off of him. When Latin rested his gaze on the busty lioness she had to tilt her head, was he going to come after her? She'd been training him to improve and clearly it was obvious that the kid was starting to believe this opportunity was as good as any to show how much he'd grown in this place. He was fast, his wings kicking the ground, not hard enough to lift off, but hard enough to launch him into a full on run right at the very start. The distance between them ended near immediately and just because she could get her guard up the hard swinging fist of the dragon caught her in the side of the face forcing her back and to the side from the harsh blow. Kiadra was quick, but she was teaching this boy to build up his speed and use that as his strength, it was clear that her teaching wasn't falling on deaf ears. After that first strike came in the lioness knew that she couldn't take too many of them if she wanted to remain standing. The feline could already see him approaching again, keeping close to her so that she couldn't get away and with that next punch already passing the distance towards her the feline would lean backwards, her body bending quickly to display her agility in a backwards somersault the left her being returned to her feet and the punch having been avoided, but this didn't mean that the dragon was finished. With her dodging his punch that leg quickly rose, aiming for a harsh blow against the front of her body. Kiadra had to move fast if she wanted to avoid this one, her figure turning sideways with a twist, her hand coming up on the bottom of his ankle to keep the foot lifted while the rest of her took a lower position under the leg, wrapping her arm around the top of the knee. This alone was the perfect position to stop a fight where she came from, but the lioness wasn't about to break the dragon's leg, instead only extending it just enough to force a little pain into him, wanting to slow him down. Once she had finished that her body twisted again, releasing that leg entirely with a fast movement across the floor. Her own leg extended as she twisted so that she could feel her fur brush across the surface just before impacting the backside of his ankle forcing that dragon down into the ground. Kiadra didn't have time to mount him, not with as quickly as he was already getting back to his feet. That leg she'd hurt touching down on the floor as if nothing had happened at all. There was no expression of pain, no movement to show that he suffered what-so-ever, and that only narrowed the lioness's gaze at him. If he was going to play tough then she was going to treat him that way. It was the feline's turn to close that gap between them, coming in fast with a low and then high kick. The low kick was well planted but the high kick never saw the light of day. Despite her blow hitting his body well Kiadra soon felt the impact of a knee rise straight into her stomach forcing her back away from him while she grunted out the pain. When he turned, she lifted her gaze, seeing him spinning around with his tail lifting up quickly in a fast and hard whip-like strike straight against her head that rolled her over onto the ground on her back. This lioness wasn't out of the fight yet, though, her figure coming to roll and with a push of her hands against the ground a quickly rising kick with both feet would easily come into his chest, working to shove him back more than it did any damage. This allowed her back onto her feet, leading into a fast twisting jump with her leg out, but Latin wasn't about to just get kicked and when he saw her jump up his wings folded over his figure, guarding him from her strike just as he went in for a fast punch straight into her stomach. Kiadra felt herself collapse back down into the floor once more, and hitting it with a thud. She wasn't down and out, though, her body moving fast to lift those legs once again and kick twice at the same time against the insides of his knees forcing the dragon to buckle. His body came to slowly fall over her, but as he did her own body twisted quickly in order to catch him and get herself to straddle down with her plump rump down on his figure. The lift of her hand forced her narrowed eyes down at him, showing him that this fight was over and with a nod the dragon could tell that he'd just been taken down. If she'd followed through with the attack then he'd be out for a while, at least by accepting his defeat he could enjoy the rest of the struggles about this place.

Kiadra was worn down, tired after the last two fights she'd been forced into. She needed to find one of the main ringleaders of this, though. It went without saying that if she could stop the fighting for one and replace it with another type of action then it would start a chain reaction that would flood the room in a way that might actually stop all of this from continuing. As it was this brawl would continue and people wouldn't just walk away with bumps, bruises, and broken furniture, they were going to progress until they started doing real damage to one another. There was no doubt that the lioness was tired, so much so that she hadn't even noticed the approach of another fighter until after she was being tackled straight into the floor once again. Her side hit the ground hard leaving her to grunt out while those gold yes turned to try and see who had just attacked her and looming over her, red arms with black stripes resting on either side of that generous bust that soon became pressed to her own sports bra clad top. Tassia was a bit of a beast among the feline fighters, aggressive without reason, and tough as nails. With the tigress already on top of this lion there wasn't much that the flexibility specializing martial artist could do. A fast lift of her knee into Tassia's side only impacted the striped feline enough, but there wasn't much strength she could put behind it from this distance. The movement of her hand trying to cross between them in order to wrap around the tiger's face on the other side was a nice start, but this fellow feline had size and weight to back her up. Tassia wasn't one to try just stand still and take a beating, either, once she felt the lioness trying to struggle, trying to push that red and black figure off of her this tigress was going to attack back. In a fast swipe of those already extended claws the lioness lifted her guard in order to defend her face, feeling those cuts grow quickly across her blocking arms the best she could while the pain rushed through her figure with a loud roar. That burning sensation of her own striped arms getting cut into by these claws drove her to need to fight back now, not later, not when she found an opening, but right now. When that other claw came down just like the first did her arms didn't just stay defensive, they moved out quickly, wrapping a hand around the wrist of the stronger feline and with her other hand pressing against that shoulder at the start of the arm this lioness would provide the leverage she needed in order to roll that heavy tigress off of her body quickly and send her rolling across the floor. Kiadra quickly kicked back to her feet, moving to turn herself immediately towards the fellow feline who was already getting up as well. With a fast inward step she'd lift her leg quickly, connecting a hard and solid strike in the form of a kick straight against that jaw, lifting her leg all the way up until it was perfectly parallel with her body only to slam that heel back down in an instant crashing it against that now uplifted tiger's face, forcing her down into the floor. Turning away the lioness felt her arm stinging, the cuts were bleeding well and while she wrapped her other hand around the wound it was going to take a little bit to get it to stop, that was when she felt those same claws that did this come around her figure, gripping quickly onto her massive bust through her top and with a speed tear outward those large e-cup sized breasts shook free, shaking in time with her widening eyes. It wasn't the first time that this lion had been topless, but that didn't mean she had to approve of the method made to do it. Those claws weren't done on her body, either, their sharp nails sinking into her large breast flesh, the superior strength of the tigress not only taking hold of them, but crushing them down against her own figure and forcing a soft squeak from her body along with a deeply blushing pair of cheeks. That blush quickly turned to absolute pain when the claws raked along her tits, drawing out the deep cry from the lioness just before she'd toss herself back into Tassia's body, forcing the tigress to lose her balance, if only for a second so that she could slip down out of that grasp and turn herself around. The stinging pain that ran through her bust still forced her to grit her teeth, but now Kiadra as mad. If anything she was a bit more than a little prideful about her looks and with this tiger trying to take that away from her it was clear that the lioness was already done with her. Kiadra went for a fast kick, spinning with the back of her heel aimed to strike, but a quick back-step had prevented that from happening leaving that kick to hook back around quickly, slamming it on the floor and leaning backward just enough so that when her other leg lifted just like before the roof of her foot would hit that tiger's face with a well toned strike from a powerful limb. Tassia was forced to stumble to this, knocked back a few steps, but with that red hand covering her face to deal with that sudden pain to her snout the tiger gritted her teeth. By the time her eyes opened back to where Kiadra used to be the lioness was already gone, forming an easy smirk where this feline liked a challenge and would love to track down where she ran off to even if for the sake of continuing their little struggle.

With her arm cut, her breasts exposed and damaged, the lioness was starting to look worse for wear. It wasn't any question that she was going to need to fight these people, but at the same time she was only looking for a specific few, there were many of these fighters that if she managed to adjust the fight of one then the others would follow in suit. It was only the lioness's misfortune that she was having such a hard time trying to figure out where to find them. She'd seen Zavis get punched by Angel a ways back, but he wasn't anywhere near where that rex had fallen at, heck Angel wasn't anywhere near where she'd fallen at, and that left this busty feline to have to find another. The sight of orange fur quickly made her tail swish to the side, the soft smile rolling over her lips, a certain target had finally come into view and she was going to make sure to take him on quickly so that she could put an end to this fight once and for all. The sight of Brad turning towards her helped this lioness to square off with him, the two already starting to make a small, tightly packed, circle around the other. Their movements keeping their eyes locked on one another easily with both letting out an easy smirk. These two had a bit of history, given that Kiadra had history wish nearly everyone in this room, but Brad more than most. They often use one another to test their more sensual points, not entirely in a sexual way, but mostly within the confines of just having a straight up challenge. Not many could keep up with the lioness, but Brad could, and that was something that she sought out amongst other fighters. All of them had strengths in their own way, but only Brad could compete with her on an even level with her own strengths. Due to this equal standing the feline had to be careful about how she was going to approach this, knowing that any level of a wrong step could cost her the entire match before it ever even really started. It was Kiadra this time that charged in, wanting to get that distance set before he was pulled away by one of his very other friends. If she was going to take him on then she needed to do it one on one, not due to preference, but out of necessity Her hands lifted quickly, the left folding under her exposed bust while the other stretched out towards him. In this time that she moved into her fighting stance, though, she'd be able to see him stretch his shoulders out by rolling them quickly. The easy smile on his face showing that he wasn't worried about her aged fighting style, that he could take care of himself, and that this match was going to be his. If the lioness had anything to say about this then she was going to be putting this orange fox in his place. With a fast movement her leg came in quickly, going for a lower hit as it rose up, striking clearly towards the inside of the knee for the sake of getting this vulpine down on the ground, but he wasn't staying there for long. With her pulling her leg back he was already rising back to his own, lifting a fast and hard uppercut aimed straight at the girl. His knuckles grazed along her breasts, coming right between them before the hard strike knocked her head upward, finding herself looking at the roof rather than him anymore, but this was only to be followed by another hard strike straight into her stomach, a blow that forced her to cough and lean forward. A hand gripping her belly easily before her knees turned to jelly and her figure collapsed down into the floor. She had to get back up, had to stay in this fight, had to keep it going if not just for the purpose of keeping anyone else that wants to fight him at bay. With shaking legs she'd grunt as this lioness picked herself back up to her feet, much to the smiling gaze of the fox that was watching her. Her body was tired and while she worked to keep on her feet those legs were moving quickly, working to keep her balance. Hands stretched out, but she wasn't even fully balling her fists anymore, her swaying figure showing that she was likely to drop back down at any second, only holding herself up by what sh was able to. Brad liked Kiadra, and he wasn't going to fight her when she was like this. The movement of his body heading towards hers was met when he reached his hand out to her only to have it slapped away. The force of that slap was enough to spin her body, causing her to lean backwards before planting a well time and very diligent blow straight into his stomach. Her figure continued it's spin after, forcing her to stumble back a few steps while the fox gripped his middle area and grunted deeply at the sudden attack he'd suffered. He'd come in fast again, trying to get a hold of this girl, but as he moved in to catch her the feline once again stumbled to freedom, ducking under his quickly moving hand and rising up behind him with an elbow to the square of his back. This attack forced him forward, but at the same time left her steps kept close against him, almost pressing her spine along his even as he turned to try and get at her. That feline would lean to the side, then the other, avoiding the gripping hands and when she leaned herself forward that plump rump of hers would force him to step off of her. Her body coming to lay down on her side with her knee up, her hand on her stomach and her head propped up on her other hand with the elbow planted into the ground. Brad had gotten enough of this technique though, no stranger to the drunken fist method that the feline seemed to favor, but when he came in to try and kick at her, that body lifted up thanks to that planted foot and the movement of her arm rolling from having the elbow connected to the floor to her palm pressed against it. The quick lift forced her to spin, able to face him easily now and this left her feet leg to make a quick kick straight into his stomach once more and finally forced the vulpine down on his back on the floor giving Kiadra the chance to pounce at him. Her hands and legs pressing against his own as she worked to pin him down into the floor, leaving him open for a deep and long kiss that she would force on the vulpine, even her breath purring at the flavor of his lips against her own. It was only a matter of time before she'd be able to find out if her tactic through sex would coax the others here to swift their brawl into an orgy, but for now the only thing she could do was work on this one, hoping that the desire would spread outward in a quick rate.

The easy snort through his nose drove the painted horse through the entrance of the lounge, looking easily about those that were in constant combat. Sled wasn't the kind of guy to look for an easy target, he didn't want to fight someone that had been in here from the start, but instead saw this entire brawl as a way for him to advance himself, push himself, and improve his skills. That meant that he'd need to select that perfect partner. Yeah the equine had gotten here a bit late, but this stallion wasn't going to reach his goal of testing himself if he simply fought someone that had already been beaten up. The only true way for this painted horse to grow past the impressive skills that he'd already displayed many times in the past was to take on strong opponents, and he wasn't about to take on anyone's sloppy seconds here. While he moved about the room, following the outside wall so that he could better hand-pick his own selection, Sled turned his eyes to finally lock them onto one of his old time friends. The easy smirk that rolled over his lips showed that he'd found this one specific person that he'd been looking for, someone strong and not already beaten on by other fighters. It was clear that this feline had only just arrived in this room himself, and now without eve trying to move in anything resembling stealth thanks to the clip-clop sound of his hooved feet scratching the floor. Those leopard ears twitched at the sound closing in, his head turning slowly in order to see who was closing in on him so quickly. Sled had to smirk as Seon turned towards him, he'd have hated to start their fight by attacking the feline from behind, and now that the spotted cat was facing this equine fighter they could join their skills into this legendary brawl, opening up with a grand display of power and talent. Sled picked up the pace in his approach, the fast moving horse carried himself quickly across the floor, and with his selected partner already lifting that guard up to take the blow the equine soon reached his fist back towards his hip, building power behind it for his forward strike aiming to punch straight through that guard. It was Sled's own hubris that left his body open for that quickly rising knee that soaked straight into his abs, driving the horse back a step with a hand gripping his stomach. The shorts that dressed the feline's body, the wrapped hands, the stance itself showed off Seon's skills, it displayed the training that he'd undertaken to learn to fight and with those arm lifted with the fronts facing his equine friend it was shown easily that the leopard was using a style known for it's elbows and knees, specializing in putting other fighters on the floor. As Sled recovered from that strike, though, he'd keep his eyes on this feline, seeing him moving up towards the painted horse to keep that distance close to him. The horse was still gritting his teeth from that blow to his abs, the feeling of it pressed into his figure well, but this wasn't a time to be thinking about the pain, not when a lot more pain was on its way. Seon was already reaching to wrap a hand around Sled's head, gripping the backside of that skull to pull the equine quickly into a fast swinging elbow that knocked this horse's head to the side as well as cause a few stars to float into his vision. Sled wasn't just going to stand here and get beaten up, he wanted to put on a good fight and standing there taking a beating as not a way to do that. Those equine hands lifted, pressing his finger tips against that feline's powerful chest and with a clear shove would force the leopard back away from him. Sled wasn't done yet, though, the painted horse came in fast here with quick steps to keep that distance as Seon worked to keep his balance after the hard push and soon found the fast movement of a hard punch coming straight at his face stinging the length of his snout with a well aimed powerful strike. When the feline lifted a snapping kick straight towards this horse's side his arm lowered, the blow connecting against his elbow instead to absorb that hit while this equine retaliated quickly with a well aimed blow straight into that leopard stomach only to follow it up with another powerful blow towards the other side of Seon's face forcing spittle from the mouth while the feline was twisted on the spot. With Sled going in for the final attack he'd make a hard and powerful strike in the way of an uppercut closing in at blurred speed, it was only a testament to this feline's speed that he was able to twist himself enough to avoid such a strike, even if barely so. Those equine eyes widened quickly when he realized his miscalculation in this fight and paid for it immediately when the feline threw a fast strike with his knuckles against the equine's face, shaking the horse head to the side and followed up with a very quick inward step that allowed him to bring in that elbow again, forcing the hard bone straight against that other cheek and finally another lift of the knee into that stomach. Sled wasn't going to just take it this time, though, his arms came down fast around that knee, locking it in place and lifting quickly, using his lean body to pull the feline into a hard to recover position and then slid his hoof against the floor in order to trip the other leg, letting the feline hit the floor hard and finally allowing this painted horse to towering him before descending to join Seon with a straddle and a fast blow to the front of the snout once more.

When it came to the NSFW most fighters performed their art at their own leisure, some never even taking part in tournaments and special events only because they liked to keep their skills exclusive to a very specific few, and others simply didn't have the time to spend fighting every other day because he was actually running the group and handling the paperwork for it, but at times like this it was nice to finally stretch those knuckles, find a person to lock in with, and show that not only was this roo a skilled leading to the NSFW, but he was also a skilled fighter as well. Jack usually kept himself to a very certain few, but sometimes it was nice to expand that, to find someone new to push against the grinder and see what they turn out as. With the leader roo's eyes locking onto the eyes of a different roo this match was already set. Dart moved in easily as Jack ducked his way into the room itself, no longer standing by the doorway to avoid conflict, and no longer sending others in to handle this mess. Angel had been sent in and vanished below groping hands that pulled the giant down, even Kiadra went in but he'd lost sight of her as well. This meant that he'd have to take on this task of ending this brawl, and if he had to knock out each person to do it then he would. The movement of the roo easily caught the sight of others, there were people that had been wanting to fight this man from the very first time that they entered the halls of this building, but many of them were now tied down with their own bouts and wouldn't be able to wage their neglected revenge on their leader. One of these people that had locked eyes on him still remained, however, the easy smirk that came across the fellow kangaroo showed that he was not only ready to take on Jack, but more than willing just for the sake of having two Kang boxers finally beating into one another with the fury and speed that could only be found by the existence of a fighting style so perfectly matched up with a species it was known for. As these two instantly narrowed their gaze towards one another their steps drew them closer, those that were looking on had their own bouts to focus on, but it was Dart that had the pleasure of seeing this leader roo in action. Both hands lifting fast, wrapped in cloth in preparation for the leather padding that was too late to put on and soon these two were were at knuckle distance, easily working to circle around and looking for the opening that would start up this fight. Both stances were similar in nature, their hands brought up to help guard over their jaws while their feet easily slipped to them to the side. Every now and then one would reach a hand out, going for a fast but ineffective feign movement to try and draw out their opponent. Finally, it was Dart that pushed that start button, his feet stepping himself in towards the other roo quickly and with his rear foot pressing quickly against the floor his body twisted into a fast and hard punch aimed straight for that defense. The force of the blow was clearly designed to damage, to cause pain and to try and weaken those defending arms, but with a fast lean to the side Jack had managed to avoid that kind of blow, coming to roll down under the arm and moving for a fast and solid rabbit punch to lift into the how exposed ribs. It wasn't a hard enough strike to cause any real pain, but it would sting a bit and if anything else a little bit of stinging would be enough. As Dart worked to take a step back that arm came back in front of himself, working to guard those now pained ribs. The blow had gotten him, but it was only the first of many shared attacks between the two. It was clear that between them it was Jack that had a bit more experience, but the young Dart wasn't going to go down easily for him. He still had his youthful vitality to lean on in situations like this. This time when he stepped in the younger roo would go for a lower blow, aiming to plant it straight against the leader's chest so that when Jack moved to dodge once again that attack would hit dead center on his body opening up the more experience boxer for a follow up attack in the for of a hard cross that connected straight into Jack's jaw. The roo was sent stumbling to the side from that blow, working to keep his feet while his head swam after him trying to keep up with that quickly moving body. Jack already knew that his head wasn't going to stop spinning before he'd be attacked again, but wasn't just going to stand there and allow himself to take a beating either. The leader roo had to fight back fast and in order to do s he'd have to go in with his own strike. Jack knew that any attack coming in would do so towards his head again, wanting to take advantage of that stunned state the head was clearly the most obvious target, and so with a movement of his own non-gloved hands the experienced roo made a fast attack downward. Jack had to attack before dart did, and as he felt his knuckles sink into the toned abs of the fellow roo, the sound of that slightly younger fellow grunting out would give this leader all the time he needed to get his head right again. He could watch as Dart toppled over, the young stud was down, but not out, and being down as enough for Jack to move on to his next opponent.

This monster smirked to herself, still perfectly happy with how she had lead the assault to take down the towering white wolf of the NSFW. Many ladies had joined her in her conquest, and from them they all managed to come free unscathed. The large beast of a canine was left to his own devices, his own fate amongst them and this zinogre had departed from these girls starting to discuss how to dive up their claimed canine. Her work had bee done and Harley was happy to have done it. Of all the people of this place there were many that she didn't know, not being one to openly jump into the lap of another simply to start a conversation, but there were still a few that she did. When those eyes of hers came to rest of the sight of a certain recently entered black dragon her movement stopped entirely. The sight of the tall fin on the top of her head, the color of black detailed with red only making her stand out more and this monster creature slowly coming to narrow her eyes at this girl. There wasn't a soul in the NSFW that didn't know, or at least know of, Cameela, her brutality, her cruelness in and out of the ring, she was strict, straight forward, and to those that peeked her interest she found herself with the potential of being very rough around the edges. It was all in good fun to her, the way that she loved to draw out the real fighters of this place and put them through their paces. Harley had only ever had brief encounters with this dragoness, but even that was enough. The half-dragon looking creature that gritted her teeth at the sight of this other being showed exactly what kind of experience that they shared with one another, and in a place like this it was her perfect chance to bring about those issues in order meet her on the ground and square away a dept of pain that she was owing this girl. Her easy approach grew in speed, focus, strength and as she closed into that distance towards this black and red dragoness Cameela soon caught the sight of this raging mixture of scales and fur that came rushing towards her. That body immediately preparing itself just as their strong, muscular frames collided into one another. Arms coming to cross over and under the others, pressing their weight in and flexing their entire figures to try and force the girls to come to an instant and complete stand still while they growled out until their rolling breaths mixed between them. If anything the display of power that they shared was something else, not many in this place could compared to the raw surge that they crushed and struggled against and here they were on full display. Large breasts crushing down, every single inch of their figures that made contact was another isolated struggle and even as those hands lifted to wrap their hands around the other's fingers they'd all continue their full on assault, their complete strain to topple their close rival and force her down into the floor itself. This struggle went on for a while, neither letting up an inch, and neither willing to give in to the other in order to show any level of weakness even if it meant progressing the fight, but as another black and red scaled creature stepped through their eyes were forced to turn to try and see who this other lady might be. Her breasts just as large and succulent as theirs, her figure just as exotic and luxurious, and while she watched these two her clear Russian attitude showed that she was willing to step in on this fight by taking hold of both their bodies from the side, keeping them locked in place against one another just before her muscles flexed well with a fast lean backwards, sideways suplexing the both of them at once so that they would land on their shoulders and necks with a tone of grunts sounding out in unison. Cermina was the first to grow back to her feet again watching these two strain to stand and growing an easy smirk across her lips while she noticed her clear advantage, what she didn't notice though, until she lifted her eyes from these two, was the white dragoness that stood there with arms crossed, her brow lifted and her blue eyes staring directly at the image of this beautiful drakess. If one could step in on Harley and Cameela's fight then two would clearly be better. That lifted brow easily rolled into a soft smirk and when Cameela moved to push herself to her feet the white dragoness took the opportunity to take her back down to the floor once more. It seemed that a few people wanted a piece of this girl, but not a single one of them was going to let another be able to get at her exclusively. No, these ladies had their pride, they had their wants, and all of them wanted to take down this black and red dragoness. The question always came to, though, if the other ladies would let them. With Hilla throwing a fast punch downward, her arm bounced against her own large and hanging breasts, a hand pressed to her shoulder quickly to pull her off, Cermina quickly throwing the white dragoness backwards with a clear intention that she wasn't going to let someone else jump in on her prey. Harley had her own opinions about this, being the first to have started fighting Cameela, and while the drakess moved to lift a foot in order to step down on the same colored dragon, this zinogre would come into the towering drake to tackle her out of the way, feeling like she'd already called dibs on this one. Cermina managed to twist enough from the side tackle to land on her back, finding her large breasts crushed down against the scaled tits of the monster-dragon. Their eyes meeting and their growls matching perfectly in tone with one another. As the two hugged down against one another, trying to force out that air the back of Harley's furred head would feel a sudden and hard punch straight down into it forcing her face to crash against the drakess and causing them both to go limp for a bit while they struggled with the sudden pain, the smirking fist being pulled back belonging to the same dragoness that they'd all teamed up on, her black and red figure standing strong still just before Hilla came in easily with an pair of arms to wrap around the fellow dragoness's body, lifting her up and throwing her backwards in a flinging suplex that forced Cameela to not only land on her shoulders and head, but to roll backwards so that her body would flop against the floor face down leaving only the white dragoness to stand up and watch the other two already starting to recover. It would only be a matter of time before their joined target would be getting back up again, but they had more sensual plans for her until then.

It was hard to satisfy some people when it came to sudden bouts, how people managed to run away, escape, and evade near the end of the fight sometimes left a bad taste in their opponents mouth. With Latin moving about trying to track down his last opponent he soon surrendered the notion that he'd be able to find her. It was one thing to want to finish a fight, but another thing entirely to pass up on many other potential matches just to locate her. When those draconic eyes locked on the sight of the strong and muscular male tiger coming into view his smile easily shown well. If anything this dragon could always have some fun with that piece of meat hanging so low in front of him. How in the world this impressive feline wasn't being drawn into a fight right now was an amazing wonder, but Latin was going to solve that right away. His approach was easy and quick, actually rather silent thanks to his lean body and smaller size. His wings tucked in tight to keep himself from showing off too much while he drew closer. The more he saw of this strong feline the more he wanted to cross knuckles with him, the more he wanted to fight him and show him what this young dragon could do. Cattaras could see the sight of that black dragon moving closer towards him, his eyes twisting in his skull just so that his head would follow easily while he looked on at the relatively new fighter. Most wouldn't see Latin as being much of a threat, his small size and timid personality put him further back into the non-fighter perspective, but when those wings suddenly flapped open with a leathery whip his movement came in with a blur, his large wings working with his body to throw himself forward fast and add to the strength that his body did well to hide away and left the allowed this young black dragon to open up their bout with a clear and well placed kick straight to the inside of the right knee with his hand smashing into the tiger's strong and muscular chest. A blow that tripped and toppled the feline in a single move as his body was forced to fall backwards with an easy and loud thud against the floor. Flying was considered to be an "illegal act" in the NSFW, but this dragon had found ways around that, with his body jumping up his wings flapped again, not lifting him into the air but launching himself down so that when he landed he'd do so faster than most fighters were used to seeing an opponent crash against them, his feet coming to plant fast into that stomach and forcing a loud roar from the feline body. Those clawed hands reaching up quickly towards the small dragon, and while his stomach still felt the harsh pain course through it the those hands gripped onto the dragon to roll with him, forcing him under this massive tiger who growled down at the kid with bared teeth. With Latin now pinned down under this strong tiger the dragon knew that his high flying movements were over, but those wings still served a purpose even now. As that fist came down fast the dragon would wrap his wings around his body, using them as a bit of a leather shield to help protect himself. He'd still feel the hard impact of that powerful body over him, but his wings did well to absorb some of it. Catt knew that he had the boy down, and knew that if the boy was going to be able to fight back at all then he was going to need to find a way to get this much heavier, much stronger feline off of him, something that was going to prove to be much harder to do. Latin did the only thing he could do at this point, though, his arms reaching up around the backside of Catt's head, working to try and use those arms to guard his face the best he could while occasionally throwing his own fists against him, lifting a knee from time to time in order to keep up that pain, but the boy was still working to better his fighting skills, against someone like Cattaras in a position like this there wasn't much that he was going to be able to do to get out of it and in this stalemate the two would remained locked, unwilling to give the other an inch for a second.

The last remaining, untouched, roo still sat by herself watching this chaos. There weren't many people willing to just openly take her on while she was resting there the way she was. This girl had a bit of a reputation, she wasn't just some random whorish fighter like a few of the other girls about this league, but she was dark, she was mean, she was absolutely cruel and insane to others. The things that made this Jackie smile weren't just standing over people in victory, but to completely dominate them in combat until their bodies were unable to even start moving. She didn't just like to win, this girl liked to decimate, she liked to destroy, she liked to break people open until not even those watching could stomach to view the spectacle anymore. That was the type of fighter that Jackie was, and that was the kind of fighting that she responded to. Among all of the people within this group only one male ever drew even the slightest bit of her interest or attention, only one ever even started to make her lift a brow in notice let alone go to him when she wanted some entertainment. That one single man was of course the one and only leader of this gaggle of fighters, this chaos that enveloped this room and now that she saw him stepping forward, moving into her direction. She'd never admit it but the sight of him amongst this long and drawn out brawl actually drew a bit of a smile to her lips, it was nice to see that he was involved, or even here at all instead of just locked away inside of his own office. When he came towards her the leader roo smirked to the girl, seeing her already pick herself up to her feet and begin her own approach. Jack trusted Jackie, he believed in her and liked to have her company even if at times she could be a bit rough, it was always a great time any moment that he was near her. It was impossible to know if she was going to try and fight him in this mess, or if she was going to pull herself up against him, or even maybe both at the same time, but this left the massive beast of a canine yearning or the sight of her all the more. His hands continued to stay balled, just in case he needed to put up a guard, but he was ready to see this bar fight styled Hodge-podge of fighters punching one another end. Those long roo ears folded back when he felt the feeling of those large breasts crush down against his figure, the easy sound of an almost purr touching his lips as he finally felt like he had a chance to relax against all of this built up chaos about him. His arms coming up to easily wrap around her figure, smiling softly at the image of that beautiful roo face and even lowing his head just enough to lightly press his lips against her own, but before something else came into the corner of their eyes. Heads turned quickly at the sight of the insect that had started this all standing close, his four arms crossed over his body with an easy smirk across his lips. His figure was beaten, bruised, but he was still welling to keep going and that meant that he was seeking out his next opponent, it was only fortunate when the bug-looking alien was able to find the actual leading of the NSFW. Usually Jack kept himself tucked away in his office buried in paperwork, but now that he was out in about, and in an environment like this, the roo was going to be fair game. With a sigh Jack had to accept that he knew exactly what that smirk meant, he'd seen his many times in his travels, it was a challenge to fight, a way to call out your opponent without even having to say anything, but before the roo could even lift a single finger the leather clad Jackie burst into speed, racing straight into that insect body, a fast punch aiming straight down at his face before the bug could even know what was going on. His hands reached up for her, but this harsh fighter had already started pushing away, lifting to her own feet in order to reach her own leg back and quickly move to implant the toe of her boot straight into his side, forcing Joltt to roll in a harsh grunt. It was immediately obvious that this bug had miscalculate exactly how his fight was going to go, as well as how it was going to take place with, but as he worked to lift himself towards his feet she'd come to lift her foot up quickly, stomping it down fast against the back of his head to force him into the floor once more before the leader roo came in to wrap his arms around her, pulling her away from the fight and away from the insect that had just gotten jumped without even a chance to defend himself. There was a reason that people didn't screw with Jackie, and this was exactly why, because didn't screw around either.

Catt had finally managed to pull himself away from the young dragon. With neither of them coming out on top they both agreed to find other partners to dance with, this lead the strong, and well built, tiger to venture his way back around the room again. Those eyes soon landing quickly at the sight of a certain green rabbit that he just loved to duel at times. Gazzy was already by many definitions an VIP in the group, a well sought after fighter capable of standing his own against all kinds of combatants. What once looked to be just your standard boxing bunny quickly grew into a well unrivaled brawling machine able to turn most of the more well rounded battlers in this place into a panting pile of jelly. It was a tall order to live up to, but one that he did well to uphold regardless of his opponent. Catt saw this as a challenge, a chance to finally get a piece of that bunny and see how well he stood against him. As this tiger worked to separate himself from the crowd he'd make sure to be well in the line of sight to this green rabbit, finding those eyes twisting to turn towards him and even as the feline smiled to his prey the rabbit was ready to start. Both smirked, smiled, and prepared themselves quickly, the two working well to face off and once they were both sure that they wouldn't be interrupted the closing of distance began. Moving easily forward until they were both just outside of arms reach, and waiting for the other to make the first step in order to open up this grand fight. It was Gazzy that would start them off, being a boxer his strikes were faster, harder, but kept to the upper body mostly. This left Cattaras receiving a hard punch straight into the middle of his chest and forcing him to take a single step back before lifting a knee in order to catch the bunny as he closed in towards him to keep that distance short. The feeling of his knee crushing against the strong abs of the rabbit was something to draw an easy smirk from Catt's lips, but he wasn't going to let just one blow get to his head, that foot coming back down quickly into a forward step so that the muscular feline could bring up his own fist, aiming to crash it fast and hard straight into that recently wounded stomach, wanting to drive the pain in further and forcing the bunny to almost bark out at him in pain. That lower punch did give the rabbit the perfect chance for his own blow, feeling the sting in his ribs he'd lift himself up a bit on his feet, pushing off just enough to throw a hard and forceful punch straight into the side of Catt's head, forcing that face to the side and the strong tiger to stumble a bit at the blow. With one eye closed from that his head quickly turned back towards the bunny, coming back in fast only to receive another hard identical punch to the other side that would force the feline off of his feet. Gazzy stepped back from this, giving his opponent the room he needed to lift himself up, but as the feline worked to push himself off of his front he'd quickly make a sudden and hard pounce straight at the green rabbit, arms wrapping around that figure and forcing the bunny down onto his back. Immediately Gazzy would throw punches, trying to do what he could to get the feline off of him, but soon those hands were caught and with a fast pinning of the arms down over the green rabbit's head the bunny would gasp, the reaction to this position driving him and his fight into a different direction all together while he purred up at the strong creature above him.

It was Brad that would come in and interrupt this, the smirk over his lips showing that he had quickly spotted these two, and with a lift of his brow, they both smirked right back. The easy movement of this orange fox, messed up fur and all, brought the vulpine down with them, coming to easily rest his arms over the shoulders of the strong feline while he smiled softly to them. There was a time to fight, and a time to let things go, if anything this was one of the later, at least if he wanted to have some enjoyment with them after the entire time left fighting everyone that happened his way. Fur was going to need a thorough cleaning and brushing after all of this on each and every member of this group, not a single one of them was going to come out of this without some kind of marking to show it. They'd call it "The Great Brawl of 2015" and it would be a day marked in the NSFW history for all time, but the question was how to push a positive spin on something like that. Kiadra had shown him the way to and as the fighters started to tire down from their long bouts, those that they were still with would start to pair up, start to hold, kiss, snuggle, and prepare another trademark of an National Sex Fighters and Wrestlers match, the sex portion. They'd all done well in their trials to find that perfect partner, but now they were left with those strong and worn down enough to co-dominate, the true purpose of the matches were about to be made known, and these brawlers weren't going to just pass up the chance to show more than just their fighting skills. While Brad rested against the strong and muscled body another would join them, coming to wrap arms around the orange fox and pull him back to sit well into his feline lap. Two well muscled and perfectly toned felines with two very well known fighters to cuddle against them, it was a peace of a dream that Brad had to smile at while he looked over his shoulder at the sight of Seon holding onto him. In any other normal case they'd be fighting, punching, kicking, kneeing, and tearing one another apart in the most expert of ways, but as he rested his back against the strong muscled figure an orange arm reached up easily to wrap around the back of Seon's neck, pulling him into a long an deep kiss that forced an easy moan out of both of them. This was every bit as much of a fight as part of the brawl, but without the bruising. The struggle was still there, who could dominate, who would submit, who would get put down, and who would stay down. Given the size of this strong leopard Brad was willing to bet that the ending result was going to be in Seon's favor, leaving him to want that result the more he thought about it. Already his thickness was reacting to his own thoughts, his own emotions, and his own feelings of comfort in his flesh made chair supported by a strong built feline. The strong leopard accepted the flavor of the kiss, purring into it easily while his arms came to grip around that lean fox figure much tighter, not wanting him to get scared and run away.

The soft sexual match-ups were only just starting, though, and while many people were starting to get themselves into position for it there was still a few that continued their harsh battle, running on near fumes from the constant fighting and switching those that were left weren't ready to give themselves up just yet. One of those that remained was one of the rabbits, a girl that went by the name Smoky. If such a name was her real name it was hard to say, but very few knew much about her. As she panted out at the sight of the also well worn green rabbit standing against her the two narrowed their gaze, finding it harder and harder to continue in this way. Their bodies wearing down, their minds flooding to less of where to hit and more to where to grab and squeeze. Both beautiful bodies and amazing bunnies and still they struggled to keep their guard up. It was when a certain white rabbit came in fast with his hands up, trying to come between the two that they'd stop their slow approach. Smoky smiling down at the handsome young stud that she'd grown to love so long ago, and even while he was joined with a glowing contraption on his arm the movements of the amazingly busty gazelle would be the one that both of them kept their eyes on. Eco was known for being a bit protective when it came to Benny, being one that served him often almost like she worked for him, but while everyone had their own secrets it wasn't unheard of that others might as well. As he turned his eyes to look over at Eco he'd give the horned and hooved creature an easy nod, drawing a soft smile from her before she'd turn to leave. In every situation Benny was an electrician around here with Eco being a well registered fighter, however when the fight failed to exist there was no reason for her to stick around. This left the short white rabbit to deal with the two lovely girls that were now closing in on his body. Benny was nervous about women, he'd been stung and ignored a number of times, but thanks to Smoky his issues with them had managed to fade. She was more than a great friend to him, she was an amazing lover, when he caught the sight of the other bunny moving in on him too his ears fell back into an easy blush and he'd wiggle his nose slowly with an easy smile and a blink at the situation. The smoke colored rabbit would allow her sexy man to back out of this at any time, but it was the sight of both of them coming at him together that would keep him there, not allowing himself to back away from this amazing, once in a life time, opportunity. If he backed out now then he'd be missing out the rest of his life, no this was what he wanted, it was what he really really wanted, and he wasn't going to pass up either of these beautiful girls anytime soon.

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The very certain serpent that rested down on his back moaned out at the feeling of two girls wrapping their tongues around one another. Filling each other's mouths with their hot mouth muscle while they'd watch and moan together in unison while their eyes rested only open enough to make out who they were with. The pleasure of their movements slide up and down against one another, feeling their large and hot breasts grind and rub while their thighs hooked and lifted in time. When one went up the other went down, and each time they were filled with the thick and meaty member of that python cock. It was only for their pleasure that this snake, all snakes, had two dicks, filling them both completely as they'd work to ride him, seeing who could pleasure him the most to make him pop first, or better yet force him to pleasure the other enough to make them drench his lap. Pants, murrs, and groans lifted in time with his scaled fingers rubbing through their fur about their rumps, up the length of their backs and soon coming to grip down against either of those breasts that were already crushed down on the other. With the feeling of the stripped and wide hipped Kiadra resting at his left dick and blue busty bunny boxer on his right it was only a matter of time before these two mistresses of their craft would give in, but both having the competitive streak to push this snake to his very limit in order to find out which of them was going to give in and scream out with a nice drop of cream down across his body. Even Kiadra felt herself gasping a bit at the amazing feeling inside of her and outside, before reaching her head up to nuzzle well against Summer's cheek, feeling herself shiver against her from pleasure alone while the two worked hard to continue forcing the other up and down. Both with towering bust, and both feeling their peaks about to rush on just as their teeth began to grind shut. With their movements continuing Zavis would lift his hips quickly, thrusting hard into them only once before he'd listen to these two over-sexed girls scream out in complete amazement. The sound of a loud roar, and a soft cry would voice out as this snake proved himself with both of them coming to a draw on top of him, feeling their bodies give into his with a heavy wave of fem-cum pouring out over his hips. His own continuing to lift while he gripped onto them, going to show them the cost of losing in sex to him, and just how much these two were at his mercy while he'd continue on at their already about to collapse bodies, using them both like toys for his own satisfaction while their voices echoed up into the ceiling to mix in with the sounds of so many others.

Where Cameela was pinned down on her back she soon felt herself looking up towards the red and black drakess that straddled down over her face, Cermina's easy smirk showing Cameela exactly what she wanted just as that hand reached down for the head fin in order to pull her gently up into her own cunny. Already the Russian combatant was feeling her hips quiver at the feeling of that serpent tongue dancing about inside of her body, lashing against her walls, and licking the forked tip against either side of that clit. Cermina's head rolled back at the feeling of it, but she wasn't the only one being pleasured. With Hilla there was well those white arms came to wrap around that black and red body, further pinning Cameela down into the ground while the white dragon was given a delicious flavor of one dragon tongue against another. The taste of Cermina's mouth mixed with her own forced the both of them to moan out deeply and openly. Her white hands reaching up to take hold of those half red breasts, squeezing them down easily despite their size even while Harley had returned to them in order to finish off this tyrant of a dragoness. The other two were doing a great job holding her down and this left the zinogre to need only one last detail to make the image complete. Moving on all fours this beautiful mixture of scale and fur, curve and muscle, crawled up between the defeated dragoness's legs, her tongue coming to lap well against the texture of the already swollen and juicy cunny that was left vacant for her. A soft moaning was lifted into that tunnel, vibrating her tongue and forcing those vibrations straight into the dark depths. Even as she licked into that draconic body this fur-faced dragoness would nuzzle easily into that pert nub, rubbing it down against her nose before releasing the cunny all together and moving her lips to lightly suckle at the clit, even running her sharp teeth over it in order to graze that delicious cunny. This didn't leave Harley without any pleasure, though, she could already feel that lashing black and red tail coming to lightly spank against her own swollen lips, soon folding in at her in order to spear that amazingly busty body with a jerk of her figure and a quiver that shown just how well spread she really was just from that alone. Dragon tails were a real thing, those that didn't have spades started off small, but quickly grew into a full sized cylinder of meat, those that did have spades like Cameela's they were something to truly be treasured.

Of all people in the NSFW there was only one that Kiadra often found herself challenging to a test of hips, and that was because there was only one person able to compete with her well trained rump skills. When Brad felt his hips being lifted he'd smirk, knowing that the feeling of having a thick member pressed to his tight pucker would soon leave him mewling out at them. This orange fox looked back over his shoulder at the sight of Cattaras holding onto him, keeping him in place before his ears folded back at the feeling of his rear tunnel being spread wide. Brad's back arched easily, his chest puffed thanks to the thick fur that rested there and soon a hand pressed to the back of his shoulders to force him back down into the floor again. Brad wasn't simply going to take it, though, his hips rocked, they moved, they lifted and slammed back against Catt's hips forcing an easy and loud grunt from the feline as he watched the tiger's head lean back easily from the sensation of it. That very feeling leaving him shivering which in turn caused the same result in Brad's body. When his head turned back the other way he could clearly look at Gazzy also in the same position, they where only inches from one another, but while they could feel one another's breath roll over their necks the jerking feelings of their hips almost forced them to headbutt one another, while Seon worked slowly into that bunny booty to watch his thick leopard meat vanish under the green rump until he too bottomed out inside of his partner. A hand even lifting to come down fast against that hot rump, slapping it suddenly and hard with a full impact that made Gazzy's ears old back along his spine while he moaned out deeply from the sudden and delightful sting that just barely managed to pull his attention away from that well stretched rear tunnel.

The massive white canine groaned out easily into the muffled sound of a hot and juicy slit pressed over his muzzle. The feeling of his towering red dick rising from his sheath made this wolf quiver his breath against that lusty kitty while feeling two pairs of massive tits wrapped around either side of his thick and hot member. The more their breasts crushed down against him the more he felt their heated make-out session while Lilly opened her lips wide around the tip of his thick meat, her tongue passing straight over the tip of that spear-like doggy cock and directly into the awaiting maw of the wolfess that this canine held so dear. The feeling of his already throbbing member beating against their mouths while they struggled to kiss around his shaft helped to push him further as their massive tits crushed down around him all the more. The feline that rested on his mouth, felt his tongue lashing and tasting inside of her, beating against her inner walls and mewing down at him was the lynx that he'd met a few times, feeling her grinding down against his face as she reached between her legs to take hold of a tuft of his head fur so that she could hold him right where she wanted him. A tough girl, a strong fighter, all three of them, and while this massive mountain of muscles was toppled below them he was theirs to do with as they wanted. The feeling of their bodies, their flavors, the texture of their tongues, and even the softness of their fur helping to guide him in the absolute direction that they alone wanted him to go in, to force this massive beast into a complete and utterly defeated pleasure fit and such a hard climax was building fast, even his own well trained stamina could do nothing to hold it off against their fantastic skills.

The other lynx of the group was having her own time, the feeling of her hyena slowly climbing her way up the length of the already laid down Sable. Anna easily smiled to her lover, her wife, her everything. She'd never admit to anyone else just how much that this girl means to her, but from the bottom of what she had she'd never be separated from this amazing woman. The soft kiss that touched their lips and the easy nuzzle against her cheek would show that affection, forcing both of them to giggle at how odd it was for the two of them to be this way out in public. It wasn't often that they got the chance to show off what they had with one another, but they felt that if everyone else was going to go about being whores then they should at least add a spike of love and adoration to it. That soft smile that rolled over these two and another gentle kiss was soon brought in when Sable wrapped her arms around the spotted yena's body in order to roll on top of her, deepening that kiss and even forcing her soft tongue to rub over Anna's. The fast quickening of the heart beat and the rolling of the hyena's eyes to the back of her head showed that she was ready for her, that she was hers, and that she was happy to claim Sable as her own as well. Nothing would come between them, nothing would stop them from ever being together and these two worked well at showing that off.

Jackie, on the other hand, was rutting that thick roo cock with an easy movement of her hips, finding herself resting back on another side of the room, Jack was over her once more, sliding himself in and out of her figure with an easy movement that left her heated cunny leaking it's fluids out over the floor. The feeling of the hot moans and deep groaning of the room only ignored while these two leaned towards one another to kiss fully on the lips. Every single hit of his hips crushed her cunny back against her figure, burying that full dick into her body while it's throbbing feeling helped to drive him even further into a hot and hard panting. The two were already at about their limit for this session, but that didn't mean for a second that they were going to stop after just one hard peak, no, they were going to continue, to keep pushing forward and share every round they had with one another until at least one of them wasn't able to continue. The easy smirk over Jack's lips showed that he was more than willing to go all the way on this, to keep trucking, and he already knew that Jackie was the same, she was going to last as long as he was and if he stopped then she'd make him continue.

The white tigress found herself pinned down to the floor once again under the weight of the red tigress, arms reaching up to easily scratch along her back while the two moaned and purred to one another. Between them rested a black panthress, a well established friend between the two that would give a long and purring lick against their fully exposed cunny's at once. Their movements squirming, wiggling, and as Tassia moved to slowly climb her way up the length of Neveh's body she'd softly shake that tail back and forth along the tip of those already pert white and black striped nipples. A fast turn of her figure and a movement to the side brought the two onto the floor on their side leaving that red slit completely open for the course tongue of the white tiger just as the red and black feline would reach her hands up towards Shadow's hips, pulling at her leg so that she could make a perfect triangle of them grinding, moaning, purring, and crying out at the feeling of one another's tongues. It was harder this way, the more one worked the more that the recipient wanted to give back just the same, but only did so to another person. That feeling drove them all further, changing their tactics on a whim and shifting from droving those tongues deep inside of one another to suckling and teething along the clit and then back. These girls were panting hard, moaning out, feeling their own edges being pushed while they nuzzled up against one another, hands even coming down to lightly play over large breasts while they'd work to try and hold off, not a one of them wanting to be the one that gave in. The more they moved, the deeper those licks became and the harder it was to resist holding back. Ears folding, bodies struggling to give in and finally with a loud three way roar the girls would feel themselves splashing their woman-seed over their thighs and over the floor, leaving the to crawl and climb at one another in order to try for a nice deep snuggling mess of fur, sweat, and delicious scents.

With the room folding into an exhaustion the panting leader roo finally moved to crawl his way away from his lover, the sight of other girls already closing in on him made his eyes go wide for a second before the easy smile touched on his lips. It was another year, another long good passing of a note for these fighters being part of this league and while Jack watched every one of them, wondering who would be the first to reach him and the other already exhausted girls he had to softly murmur to himself. "Another good start to another year in the NSFW. Happy Anniversary."