Fur Fighters, Chapter 2
Get ready...
The next day, things went a little better.
Rachel was matched up against a female opponent her size- A yellow-furred labrador with deep brown eyes and long wavy hair that reached her back, whose thick chest fur did nothing to hide her 38DD breasts, or wide hips. She was beautiful, and Rachel felt her heat burn at the sight. She wanted her, wanted to slam her against the wall and jam her muzzle into her slit until the bitch learned who the real alpha female here was-
Rachel struggled to push those thoughts out of her head, and focus on the match. This was made rather hard when she began stretching her legs and chest around, breasts bouncing with each motion. And that wasn't the only thing being made hard, Rachel thought, as she glanced away, looked at the completely-naked and mostly-male audience, and saw enough meat to bankrupt a butcher. Wow, that Labrador was hot.
The Gecko folded his arms and smiled smugly as the crowd whooped and cheered. He tapped his wireless microphone with a claw a few times, the feedback echoing through the warehouse "And now... for your viewing pleasure... a face-off between the two sexiest women in our League! This may be a face-off... but then again, who's looking at their faces?!"
He paused, his smirk growing even more smug as the fans began cheering and laughing.
"Tonight... we have... Rosy!" The Gecko shouted, prompting the crowd to half-heartedly clap.
"And... YELLOWHAMMER!!!" The Gecko shouted, the crowd cheering far louder.
"Yes," The Gecko continued, "These two ladies are going to duke it out, for three rounds, for your viewing pleasure! I'm offering 2-1 odds for Yellowhammer, so make sure to place your bets BEFORE the match begins!"
The crowd, who had already placed their bets, didn't move. Most of them had bet for Yellowhammer to win, as they had seen her fight before.
"Aaaand... Three!" The Gecko counted down. "Two... One... GO!" He stepped out of the ring.
Yellowhammer started bouncing lightly, her chest boucing with her. She frowned and looked down her nose at Rachel as if she wasn't even worth her time.
Rachel frowned back. Wasn't a Yellowhammer a type of bird? Wait, how did she even know that? Maybe Jade mentioned dating one, or sleeping with one, or something.
Rachel started bouncing lightly, matching her rhythm.
The two girls bounced at each other, engaged in a big bouncing breast-battle.
"Start fighting already!" A female chubby Pigeon somewhere in the crowd of fans screeched.
"Get on with it!" A scruffy-looking female Rat standing next to her demanded.
"Grab her tits!" A male black Cat on the other side of the arena yelled.
"Fuck her right in the pussy!" An old grey Wolf with a beard and red jacket shouted.
Rachel ignored that last one, and darted forwards, aiming a punch at Yellowhammer's stomach. The Labrador stopped bouncing, and folded her arms.
Rachel's fist hit Yellowhammer's gut, and it felt like punching a wall. The Labrador was completely unharmed. Rachel grunted in pain, and quickly moved back, cradling her hand in her other hand.
Yellowhammer threw her head back and laughed at her, her breasts bouncing with each breath.
Rachel growled. That was it- things had just got serious. She felt her bestial strength rise within her, empowering her body.
Rachel ran forwards again, and as soon as she was close to her target, she bent forwards, put her hands on the ground and performed a perfect handstand. Yellowhammer moved her hands in front of her face, thinking she was about to be sprayed. Moving her hands, she began to rotate clockwise, rapidly picking up speed. After two rotations, she extended her right leg forwards, so she looked like a large upside-down L. She spun around, and smashed her leg into the side of Yellowhammer's head.
The Labrador didn't flinch, or even acknowledge the blow.
"How?!" Rachel shouted, sticking both legs back up into the air and cartwheeling onto her feet, glaring at the well endowed dog. Her inner beast's rage grew, and since it usually drove her to fuck, its power growing with every thrust or squeeze, it hated fighting, and empowered her more so she could finish it off.
"Are you done yet?" Yellowhammer asked tiredly.
"Not yet!" Rachel yelled, drawing back her left fist and driving a haymaker punch with Wild-enhanced strength into the Labrador's left breast. Yellowhammer gasped out, and Rachel took the opportunity to jump up, rotate back in mid-air, and kick both legs out into both of Yellowhammer's breasts. Rachel landed on her tail, and used to to prop herself back up as Yellowhammer finally fell back.
"Ouch." the Pigeon winced in sympathy.
"Relax, she's faking it." The nearby female scruffy-looking Rat reassured her. "Her implants wouldn't break if an elephant sat on them."
"Are you done yet?" Yellowhammer asked, lying on the ground.
"Not even close!" Rachel yelled, jumping forwards and somersaulting, her rear landing square on Yellowhammer's muzzle, her muzzle sinking deep into the Hybrid's crevice and clamping down to keep the dog's mouth shut.
Yellowhammer's eyes widened in surprise. She hadn't trained for this!
Rachel grinned, straining her gut and forcing out her gas directly into Yellowhammer's muzzle, her rear slowly spluttering into life.
Yellowhammer suddenly swung her body up, wrapping her legs around Rachel's throat.
Rachel pushed down her instinct to spray, and instead bore down upon her colon, forcing out everything she had.
Yellowhammer tightened her leg's grip, refusing to be brought down this way.
"Ooh, looks like they both have each other in their own special chokeholds! Now let's see which one will choke first!"
Rachel's warm gastrointestinal torture blasted into Yellowhammer's lungs, burning them out from the inside, as her legs tried to choke the foul-smelling creature atop her face.
Eventually, Yellowhammer's grip loosened, her consciousness fading away. Rachel pumped a fist in the air in victory, bringing her gas to an unsteady spluttering halt. Her guts ached- She hadn't forced out anything out that hard in a while.
The crowd began cheering, grateful she'd made sure not an ounce of the gas was released outside of Yellowhammer's face- If it could even bring her down, they really didn't want to try it.
"And the winner is... Black Rose! " The Gecko announced, using Rachel's new wrestler name. A spiky-haired male Squirrel walked into the arena, and dragged Yellowhammer out of the arena, and Rachel went back into the crowd. "But wait, don't leave yet- Tonight, we've got one more match, with another rookie- A bird!"
The fans in the crowd exchanged various looks- This was a hardcore fight club, did some Bird think he could win? They usually flew around, out of their enemy's reach. And soon met their match when they landed.
"And his name is..." The Gecko said dramatically.
Everything went dark.