The inaugural match of the Fit Babe Boxing and Wrestling League(FBBWL) was
about to begin.....

Stephanie Jones(5'5", 127 lbs.) vs. Tara Hampton(5'4", 118 lbs)

Tara, aka Ms. Flex, was clad only in pink boots, pink boxing gloves, and and
a skimpy pink bikini which showed off her incredible body to maximum
advantage. The blonde had clearly spent alot of time in the gym in
preparation for this fight, because she looked absolutely gorgeous. Perhaps
she hadn't spent as much time sparring as she should have(and her partners
had often gotten the best of her when she had), but as she strutted towards
the ring, showing off her tight round glutes, her taut, concave abs, and her
lean, well-muscled legs, this was far from her mind. She grinned from ear to
ear as she soaked in the adulation of the mostly male crowd, acknowledging
them with a wink and a wave before stepping between the ropes and into the
ring.

In contrast to Tara, Stephanie wore all black: tight black gym shorts and a
black sports bra, along with black boxing gloves. She may not have turned
heads quite the way Tara did, but the blonde's good looks and tight,
powerful body excited the crowd nonetheless. Compared to Tara, Stephanie's
look gave one the impression that she was ready for a fight, and it was
true: while Tara had been working on her body in the gym, Stephanie had been
working over bodies in the ring. Lisa Hourin, Kristia Knowles, Erika
Marcantonio, Lesli Russell, Brenda Kirkpatrick, and Lena Johannesen had all
been brought in to spar with her, and all had left her camp in tears after
receiving devastating belly beatings. None of this had reached Tara's ears,
however, and so she was still blissfully unaware of just how overmatched she
was.

To make matters worse, Stephanie was jealous of Tara's beauty, and she
didn't care for Tara's apparent lack of seriousness towards the sport of
boxing. She decided that she was going to send a message to the gorgeous
blonde. So when Mary the referee finished giving the two combatants
instructions in the center of the ring, and Tara reached out to touch
gloves, Stephanie sucker-punched her right in the gut.

<WHUUUUMP!>
"UUUUUUUuuuuuuhhhhhh!"

Tara moaned in shock and pain as she doubled-over, the wind knocked out of
her. Mary immediately pushed a grinning Stephanie into her corner, where she
issued a stern warning and instructed the judges to deduct a point. She
returned to Tara in the middle of the ring and told her to take as much time
as she needed to recover. Tara's eyes were burning with anger as she
clutched her heaving stomach. "What was that???!!!", she finally gasped.
Stephanie taunted her from the corner - "What's the matter, don't have the
stomach for a fight?", she shouted, bringing a smattering of laughter from
the crowd. This further infuriated Tara, who had to be restrained by Mary
from going after Stephanie before the bell. "Good", thought Stephanie,
"she's got some fight in her after all. This should be fun."

At the opening bell, Tara came sprinting out of her corner, and she
momentarily overwhelmed Stephanie with her fury. A series of rights and
lefts to the head backed Stephanie into the corner, where Tara began pumping
punches into the bigger girl's stomach. After several consecutive body
blows, Stephanie was forced to clinch, and when Mary separated them, it was
Tara who was grinning maliciously. Her joy was to be short lived, however,
for when she came forward to continue her assault, Stephanie stopped her
dead in her tracks with a stiff jab to the chin, which she immediately
followed with a one-two to the solar plexus. "UUUuuufff", gasped Tara as the
wind was knocked out of her again.
Stephanie was not about to allow Tara to regain the advantage, and she
immediately began backing her up with combinations to the head and
midsection. A right to the belly doubled Tara over just in time to have her
teeth rattled by the uppercut that immediately followed it. Stephanie then
pushed the gorgeous blonde into the corner with both hands. Tara was
stunned, and her arms were now dangling over the ropes, leaving her
completely defenseless as she leaned back against the turnbuckle. Stephanie
smiled.

<thump - thump>

Tara grimaced and stifled a moan as Stephanie pumped her fists into her
beautifully sculpted abs.

<thump - thump>
"UUUUUuuuuuunnnnhhhhh!"

Another combination caved in the blonde beauty's exquisitely defined
stomach, and this time she moaned loudly, much to Stephanie's delight.

<thump - thump - thump>
"OOOOOOOooooooohhhhhh!"

The air exploded from Tara's lungs as her sexy stomach received Stephanie's
punches like a catcher's mitt.

<thump, thump - thump>
"BBBWWWWAAAaaaahhhhhh!"

"<giggle>...Did that tickle?", asked a taunting Stephanie as she dug her
fists into Tara's belly.

<THUMP!>
"UUUUUuuuuuunnnnhhhhh!"

"Awww, what's the matter, can't breathe?" - Stephanie had a look of mock
concern on her face as she buried another fist in Tara's gut. She continued
to pump her fists like pistons into Tara's taut tummy for several more
seconds, taunting her all the while, until...

<Ding - Ding!>

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to Tara, the bell rang, ending
the round. That didn't stop Stephanie from getting in one more devastating
punch, however....

<WHUUUUMP!>
"OOOOOOOOOoooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Stephanie cruelly twisted her fist back and forth in the pit of Tara's
stomach before finally withdrawing it after several seconds. She then lifted
Tara's chin with one glove, and blew her a kiss with the other. She smiled,
savoring the moment, before raising both hands over her head and letting out
a triumphant whoop, after which she danced back to her corner in glee. Tara
collapsed to the canvas, where she lay writhing in agony, her gorgeous body
shaking spastically as she clutched her heaving stomach and gasped for air.

Mary the referee warned Stephanie about the late punch, and indicated that
Tara would be given extra time to recover, but did not deduct a point. Mary
was also somewhat jealous of all the attention that Tara received because of
her looks, and so she was secretly pleased that Tara was taking a cruel
beating. She waited two full minutes, and then asked Tara if she wanted her
to stop the fight.

"NO!", gasped Tara as she began to struggle to her feet, still clutching her
stomach. Her pride would not let her admit defeat, and she desperately
wanted to pay Stephanie back for the pummeling she had received. "She hit me
after the bell!", she wailed.

"Come on, that little love tap couldn't have hurt that much. Besides, I gave
her a warning", said Mary facetiously.

"You didn't deduct a point?!!!" Tara was incredulous.

"Can you continue or not?", snapped Mary. "Yes!", screamed Tara, on the
verge of tears.

"Alright then." Mary signaled the timekeeper, and the bell rang to begin the
next round.

Overcome with anger, Tara charged across the ring and swung wildly at a
grinning Stephanie. Stephanie blocked the punch easily and responded with a
powerful uppercut to the solar plexus.

"UUUUUuuuuhhhh!", moaned Tara as she doubled over, the air forced from her
lungs yet again. Stephanie followed up by pumping three more uppercuts into
Tara's breadbasket, each one eliciting a breathless "huuuhhh" as it lifted
her up onto her toes. When Tara refused to go down, she happily pounded her
belly three more times, causing the blonde beauty to moan breathlessly yet
again. Stephanie was really enjoying the feeling of power she got from
taking Tara's breath away. This time, after the third punch, Tara collapsed
to her knees.

Stephanie whooped it up and danced for the crowd as Mary began the count.
"One.....two.....three.....four......" - incredibly, Tara managed to get to
her feet at the count of nine. It seemed that she was too proud for her own
good. "Are you sure you want to continue?", asked Mary. Tara nodded, but
tears were now streaming down her face, and her beautiful chest and stomach
were heaving uncontrollably.

"Ok then, fight!"

Still smiling, Stephanie patted her stomach and opened her arms wide,
inviting Tara to take a free shot. Tara accepted the invitation, but she had
little strength left, and Stephanie laughed as the blow bounced harmlessly
off of her abs. In desperation, Tara threw a roundhouse right at Stephanie's
head, but as before, Stephanie blocked it easily before firing a stiff right
into Tara's upper abdominals.

"OOOOOOooooooohhhhhh!" Tara doubled over again in agony, only to be met on
the chin by the same right hand, standing her right back up. "Oh, I'm sorry,
did that hurt?", asked Stephanie facetiously before repeating the
combination. She was showing off again. She demonstrated Tara's helplessness
by standing directly in front of her without throwing a punch. When Tara
failed to respond, she slowly lined up what was to be the knockout blow - a
devastating right to the gut. After a dramatic pause, Stephanie wound up and
buried her fist in the pit of Tara's stomach.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The gorgeous blonde's
breathless moan of despair echoed throughout the arena. She staggered
backwards and then fell to the canvas, where she lay prone, arms
outstretched, before finally curling up and clutching her heaving
midsection.

Stephanie raised her arms and danced for the crowd as Mary began the count.
"One.....two.....three....." Tara was rolling back and forth, her mouth
forming an "O" as she gasped for air. "Four.....five.....six....." At the
count of six the blonde momentarily began to sit up before falling back on
her back again. "Seven.....eight....." Now Tara appeared to be making one
last feeble attempt to rise, arching her back as if trying to sit up again.
She failed. "Nine......ten....Knockout!" Tara's whole body shook as Mary
signaled the end of the bout. She was truly gorgeous in defeat.

But Stephanie wasn't done celebrating. After Mary raised her arm in victory,
she decided to add insult to injury, planting a boot in Tara's heaving
stomach and hitting a double biceps pose for the photographers. Still not
content, she stomped down hard on Tara's abs, then dropped down with all of
her weight behind one knee, which she buried in Tara's gut.

"OOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh...." Tara let out another agonized moan
as her beautiful legs shot up in the air, the wind knocked out of her for
the umpteenth time. The cameras flashed and Tara grimaced as Stephanie
redoubled the pressure on her stomach before bending over and blowing her
one last taunting kiss. Finally, she rose to her feet and left the ring, one
arm raised in triumph, leaving Tara writhing on the canvas in tears.