VR Boxing Bois: Raven (Twisted Metal) (Patreon)

Another collab chapter of the gamer girl VR boxing with genderswapped video game girls/guys. Based it off my top tiers for the NES Wrestling League, and I'm still surprised but pleased I went with a Twisted Metal girl for the lineup. A boy, in this case, and a muscle fuckboi like the rest have been. A quick last minute finish for the month, and hopefully I've got more writing time now that I'm settled into my new job.

It would seem Nikki was doing numbers! Her channel didn’t normally have…well not this kind of attention. She was kinda liking it; not to the point of it overshadowing her usual channel, but the change of pace was nice and this game was… addicting.

She had emailed the creator that sent her both the game and the headset, asking more about it. Apparently they were a fan of hers and gave her special access to league mode. Basically it meant that win or lose, she’d be fighting everybody. She chalked it up to a beta testing thing rather than considering any perverted ideas. It didn’t matter either way. She had people to entertain!

She strapped on her goggles and loaded right on in again. The virtual gloves appeared around her hands and her little vboxer self got comfortable in the corner as she bounced in place to get her blood pumping. She read through the chat in the corner of her eye and even blowing a few kisses to the spots in the crowd that they’d be viewing from. She started to feel like she could make it through this one, waiting patiently for the 19th ranked to make their entrance

Raven emerged as gothy as could be, complete with the pipe organ accompanying his entrance. He lurched out looking tired and hunching a bit for such a tall fighter, everything in black and grays. A dreamcatcher-like pendant bounced on his firm and broad chest as the pale and long-haired goth entered the ring. Unlike every other goth Nikki had ever known, he was buff as hell despite his listless nature.

"You can't win. All I know is pain," he warned, taking a few surprisingly swift jabs at the air.

He was a jarring turn after the pretty and pink pugilist she had last time. Nikki figured things wouldn’t go THIS dreary this soon. Seeing him show off in his walk down the ramp made her a little cautious, but she wasn’t showing THAT to the cameras. She kept up her chipper, determined look as she bopped her gloves together. Maybe Raven was made to be more intimidating than tough, acting as an early test for the player.

Nikki made her way to the center of the ring.

“Well if you’re used to pain, this should be no different!” she announced with an air of bravado, keeping her camera-pleasing smile on as she put her gloves on her hips. She raised one to offer a tap right after before the bell would start the match.

Raven came out with the same listlessly bored expression and tapped her glove back. His fists were firm and strong but Raven seemed to take their time doing everything, and his arm moved listlessly and lazily. He lurched back into a low-fisted fighting stance as the bell rang, after which he took a couple of unannounced swings at Nikki’s chest.

Nikki wasn't exactly the brightest bulb in the drawer, but even she could see blows like that coming. They were slow and sluggish to carry that much weight behind them. She managed to step back out of range from the goth’s clubbing swings, sending out a few returning jabs to his bored looking face. Maybe that would trying to bring a little more expression on his face.

“You really should smile more!” she teased as the blows rocked his head, flowing his long dark hair with it.

Raven's face shifted one way or the other with her punches. The gothy himbo was too sluggish to stop her and her hits landed clean, but it was clear that he wasn't really flinching any time soon. He wound up a slow and heavy straight, throwing it right for her face. He must hit like a truck but so far he was surprisingly predictable for someone supposedly tougher than her previous foes. Nikki saw it coming like the rest, ducking under it and slamming a quick body blow to his upper belly.

The streamer girl bouncing along on the tips of her toes as she saw him wind up another super obvious blow. She wasn't really questioning the softball swings as she tried to keep her attacks up. She sidestepped the straight before stepping in to slam a pair of hooks into his face and even letting herself get greedy with a hook to the side of his firm abs right after! The blows made his pecs and abs bounce more than his face, just giving an annoyed grimace with each one.

Raven broke his apathetic look for a slightly annoyed expression as he backed off, fists raised readily. "I've had enough of you, poser," he warned, clearly readying some kind of special attack.

His gloves glowed with a black aura as he readied his dark boxing magic and jabbed at the air. "Midnight Shadow Boxing!" he announced as he took some seemingly useless jabs at the air between them. A split second after each punch, a shadowy outline of a boxing glove followed and struck when it seemed like his punch had withdrawn. It looked like it was teaching the player to predict rather than react.

Nikki was more confused than anything, missing the lesson entirely and just getting slammed by the phantasmal punches. They pelted her cheeks, each one hitting like the truck he was anticipating before. Spit sprayed out as she stumbled with each blow and fell back, groaning as she held her head to steady herself after those last couple blows.

"Classic rookie botch!" a commenter joked.

"Why doesn't she even research these boxer bois?" another added as the shadow gloves finished knocking Nikki around.

Raven moved in while she was dizzied, sending another of his slow but solid punches her way. This follow up to his quicker magic moves clobbered her deep into her gut, taking advantage of her slowed and dazed state. It sent spit and sweat flying off her gawking face and jerking body, her body flying back against the ropes. Nikki wheezed as fresh sweat replaced whatever he’d knocked off, finding the air leaving her body as well with the gut-buster. She struggled to get her gloves up and get her breath back as she leaned one arm on the ropes.

The dark powers faded as Raven moved in on her and grabbed the ropes on either side of the slim girl. He gripped them in his gloves as his firm chest pressed into hers, pinning her to the ropes. She blushed to have the buff and handsome goth pinning her there, confused between flinching and arousal as he ground against her hard nipples.

"Embrace the darkness," he muttered before suddenly headbutting her between the eyes. A dark church bell sound rang with his headbutt as Nikki slumped against the ropes.

The sharp pain in her noggin and a nice ringing noise to boot left her eyes crossing in a daze. That headbutt really bonked the sense out of her, leaving her a listlessly stumbling ragdoll barely on her feet.

Nikki  hung like a scarecrow as Raven backed off. He went into his idle stance for a moment, but with how long Nikki was dazed he had time to reach into his trunks. She blushed even harder at the sight but he pulled out a voodoo doll instead of whatever she was expecting. It did look vaguely like her in the color of its skin and little trunks. He grabbed and pushed at the arms to start punching at itself.

Nikki felt a force that wasn't herself controlling her body, considering how exhausted she was. Her eyes widened as her arms lifted themselves from over the ropes. She tried to fight against whatever force this was, only to feel her own leather slam right into her face. She bashed her ownhead to the side, then the other, then a blow to her belly as she bent over her own arm. She was stuck standing from his whims as the crowd and chat went absolutely wild, feeling like she’d collapse if her doll weren’t being held upright.

“One more for the road," Raven said to himself as he swung the toy glove again.

This one connected right between her legs, punching her own groin before making her rub herself with the faintest sign of a smirk to his face.

Nikki followed the doll’s lead to her mixed shock and arousal. Her eyes widened as she punched her own lady bits, letting out a voiceless shriek from. She watched his motions and blushed before she felt it, knowing what was coming. She let out quite a few lewd little moans as she was forced to start rubbing herself, legs feeling way too weak to hold her up as she sluggishly fell to her knees. Her broad glove runned her pussy through her trunks, huffing and panting as she struggled to get back up. Raven finally relented on the doll as Nikki looked in no state to stop his slower attacks and specials by now.

Raven moved in close, pressing his bulge against the kneeling streamer’s face. Its firmness made for a steadying brace for the moment, giving her all sorts of mixed feelings as he raised his gloves. Nikki felt said bulge pressing right into her cheek, her face going red while chat seemed to be going absolutely wild, chucking donations and horny comments all the while

“Time to beat you into the ground," he threatened as one of his slower but rock-hard swings came bashing down on her head like a mallet.

Nikki let out a long squeal of pain like she was deflating before her face dropped right into the mat in front of the raging goth.

One of his thick black boots ground on her head, really digging her into the mat before he backed off. He huffed and tossed his bangs aside while grinding Nikki’s nose in her beating.

"Rest in peace, bitch," he snorted as the ref waved him away and the countdown started.

Nikki was surprised as anyone when the word “bitch” managed to get at least a little energy back in her. She must have been motivated for payback or at least horny enough to taje some more. She started slowly dragging herself up the ropes, barely managing it by 8. It was much to the crowd and chats sadistic pleasure.

Nikki leaned hard on the ropes, panting and sweating as Raven shrugged as casually as ever. "Whatev. Waste of time either way."

The dark boxer boy took another wide swing at her, but this time to grab at her hair. He'd drag her away from the ropes, holding her in his strong grip as he drove slow and steady hammer blows into her guts. The tired e-boxer was able to rose up after the close call, but still unable to even get her arms up. Her feet dragged along the mat back to the center.

Raven bent her over and started landing more of his hard and heavy gloves into her guts. Nikki basically served as his punching bag, each blow slamming more and more slobber out of her abd onto his pale chest. One even forced out her mouthguard on one of those last blows as she completely crumbled over his fist, letting the hunk of rubber drool out into the cleavage of her top.

"Finally... you know my pain," the hunky emo himbo whispered in her ear.

Nikki just shivered as she felt his hot breath on her ear, moaning in her confused and aroused state. She wasn’t sure she’d fight back even if she could.

Raven tipped her chin up with his boxing glove before kissing her full on the mouth, tongue and all while he was still grinding his padded knuckles into her stomach. He greedily drank up her drool like a very confused vampire and she gladly let him, opening her mouth wider as his tongue wrestled hers. He finally pulled back, leaving her face a mess of saliva and black lipstick before he threw a massive uppercut for her freshly kissed mouth.

The blow slammed her right off her feet, sending her up in the air for a moment before slamming down hard on the canvas. She shook the ring with her landong, completely conked out to the cheers of the crowd.

The goth ran his gloves over his pale chest suggestively before giving a hint of a smirk at the crowd for his victory pose.

"Embrace the dark, babe," he huffed before vanishing into a burst of shadow. One more loss, one more fighter technically down in her marathon mode. Nikki found herself coming to back in her bedroom, same as last time. The only thing that changed since her knockout was a lot more donations, another spot climbed up the roster, and a very noticeable wet spot on her shorts. The bumps and bruises didn’t carry over to the real world, but apparently THAT stimulus did…

“One more tonight can’t hurt,” she told herself as she adjusted the goggles. She went on telling herself it was for the fans.