Goblin MMA: vs the Dwarf (Patreon)

original idea was this tank of a dwarf lady who could take all the goblin dished out, but it ended up being that a huge war of attrition wearing down kind of match is less interesting to write about than Lix just finding a way to work around her endurance.

I still really like Lix’s whole style. Mostly just real mouthy and heals back while still actually hitting hard and low. I think she originated in a Gobtober prompt that I really enjoyed and ran with, so some sort of anniversary for her maybe? I’d still like to do something with Gobtober this month but I’ll see how much writing time and ideas I’ve got.

Lix Ratita was always a bit up and down in her MMMA career, but she had been on a real hot streak recently. She had taken down Rumblina and had kicked the milk out of Violet the minotaur martial artist, climbing up the ranks and plowing through anyone the league threw at her. She was near actual championship levels and at the highest she’d been in her history in the league. Her climb had led her right to Hera Hammerkin, the hammerfisted dwarf who consistently held a high rank.

Lix was normally content to keep her middling position, but she was on her hot streak and was just as content to go with that flow. She was off at the gym with her coach Dara, working the heavy bag in front of her. It was a lowered model for easier access and it had a loose human shape, mostly just so she could know where to aim on the crotch. Her ogre manager was lounging on one of the nearby benches, snacking on chips and tracking Lix’s playlist for her in just some jeans and a t-shirt to Lix’s snug stretch pants and sleeveless tanktop.

“So you got The Hammer comin’ up. How much you wanna know?”

Lix was always better at thinking on her feet than she was at actually remembering anything, so it was usually a bit of a waste to go over footage or anything beyond a basic strategy.

“Just what’s her deal?” Lix asked, snapping off some more jabs before a strong but stubby kick into its side.

“Mix in some boob hits, hon,” Dara reminded her, getting the goblin girl to shift gears a bit.

“So she’s a tank. Think dwarf that lifted other dwarves instead of barbells. Solid as a rock from tits to abs,” the ogress summed up.

“So not the face and the junk, as usual. So what’s my play?” Lix pried as she kept practicing.

“Well she’s got you beat in toughness but not stamina. You get me? She could take and dish out more of a beating in the short term, but she doesn’t heal back like you do. Play the long game with her and don’t panic, and you’ll slip in when she’s finally run out of gas.”

“So fuck ‘er up and then keep fuckin’ ‘er up. Got it,” Lix huffed out with a grin.

“Yea, let’s roll with that,” Dara dismissed just as casually as she went back to checking emails.

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The night came and Lix came trotting out. Her short but scruffy red hair was just long enough to bob around as she hopped playfully towards the cage, slapping hands in her skintight black shorts and sports top. She wore a light windbreaker over her shoulders as her large manager followed, adding a slight air of intimidation if not for her confident and lax attitude herself. Lix blew the fans a quick kiss before striding into the ring, leaving her jacket with Dara outside as she shadowboxed and jiggled around in her corner.

Hera Hammerkin was a strong and serious-looking dwarf. She came out with a more stoic and determined approach; one much more common than Lix’s more flirty nature. She was broadly built, with wide shoulders and big breasts over a solid set of weightlifter muscles. It gave her bulging abs for a woman with just another 8 inches on Lix, and her golden blonde hair was bound back in a thick braid wrapped around itself into a large bun. The light body hair that came with most dwarf women was absent, clearly removed to avoid anything more for her opponents to grab onto. A rough-looking human man followed her with her gear as she stepped in clad in just her skintight fighting gear of gold and red shorts and sports top.

“Just remember. You’re not gonna look like you're making a lot of progress, but stick with it,” the ogress reminded Lix.

“Yea yea. Fuck her up, don’t get fucked up. Not an idiot, Da.”

“That’s my girl. Now go be a pain in somebody else’s ass for once.”

The ladies stepped out to the middle of the ring. They extended and thumped their fingerless gloves together as expected, but Lix leaned in closer and kissed the back of Hera’s hand like a flirtatious handshake. The dwarf’s eyebrows raised in clear surprise as they backed off and the bell rang.

Lix was quick to capitalize on her usual confusing tactics. The goblin slipped right in, easily bouncing back and forth between her flirty touches and sudden strikes. She was thankfully quicker than the dwarf, pelting her with a few speedy jabs that got Hera backing off. She brought up her guard and tried to grab at Lix but she was too light on her feet and pulled back again.

Lix got in more than her share of hits, most of them clean and direct and leaving light bruises in their wake. Though all it took was Hera catching onto her and landing one loping hammerblow into her abs to take the wind out of the goblin’s sails. She huffed and slumped into her as the stronger dwarf locked her arms around her and slammed her bodily to the mats.

Hera got on Lix’s back, which would have been bad news for just about anyone. A goblin was remarkably squishy and flexible, and without many of them in the league, she was able to slip back out from under her with some stubborn struggling. Lix scrambled back to her feet, a bit out of breath but grateful to be freed from the crushing weight. Hera had grabbed and scrambled with her along the way but she only managed to yank on her clothes, lowering her top and shorts a bit.

“If ya wanted to get under there so bad, just had to ask,” Lix taunted, limbering up her legs a bit again to get back into her rhythm.

She grinned a mouthful of fangs at Hera and tugged at the shoulder strap. She winked as she flashed one of her tits at Hera in a quick and flirty taunt, acting like she wasn’t feeling the penetrating sting of the dwarf’s punch.

Lix went in and out with a few more flyby strikes, but Hera seemed to catch onto her approach. The goblin couldn’t get in as many hits at once before she had to bail, showing her initial edge had been lost. It wasn’t long before Hera caught Lix by the arm, dragging her in and hammering her with a forearm slam. The big blow to her tits brought the goblin dropping suddenly to the mats. Hera followed up with a high kick to her side, and even as Lix brought an arm up to defend herself it sent a burst of pain through her body and brought her toppling over to her side. People could say what they wanted about dwarves and their stubby legs, but they could kick like a mule.

Hera lowered her stance and barged forward, driving into the curvy goblin. The cage rattled with the impact as Lix’s soft green figure visibly squashed and reshaped from the hard hit. The goblin huffed as her toned stomach was crushed between the steel bars and Hera’s equally solid shoulder. Her breasts flopped over Hera’s head and slapped down on top of her.

Lix lashed out with a few short, sharp strikes, jabbing at her head and ears while kneeing around her groin. Even the tank of a dwarf had to back off before long, but her handful of heavy hits had caught her up with Lix’s dozen. Hammerkin took a few steps and sized her up before coming in with another heavy swing.

Lix thought quickly and creatively as usual. She grabbed the cage for leverage and boosted herself a few inches up and aside. Hera’s fist crashed into the metal mesh instead of the goblin’s jugs, and Lix used the maneuver to slam a knee into Hera’s jaw. Even the solid dwarf staggered a few paces, and Lix touched back down and started to advance when the bell rang to end the round.

Both girls went back rattled but seemed to agree that they’d rather rest than keep duking it out. They both dropped heavily into their corners, if Hera much more heavily thanks to the laws of physics. Lix took her usual toweling and mouthful of water. She didn’t bother checking for blood when she spat it back out to her burly boss’ bucket since she could already taste its bitter, citrusy flavor.

“How’m I doin’? Pretty good, right?” Lix gloated to Dara.

“She squashed you like a soda can for a minute there,” the ogress reminded her.

“Yea, but just my ribs. Those things’re practically gummy bears.”

Lix spared a glance across the ring. Hera was huffing down air as she recovered about as well as Dura had predicted; not as fast as Lix’s rapidly fading bruises, but she also had a lot less need for it.

The bell rang again, always too soon for her liking. Lix shook out her short, scruffy hair and came out to meet Hera with a tactically careful distance between them. They took a few measuring jabs before Hera came barging in unafraid of the lighter strikes. That was when Lix made her move, ducking under the swing and going low between the blonde’s legs. She rolled and caught one of the dwarf’s legs, sweeping it out from under her. The stocky woman was famously sturdy and strong for her size, but as far as Lix was concerned that made her momentum that much easier to use against her. Hera went tumbling head over heels as Lix kept pulling on the leg, trapping the dwarf upside down with her legs spread in as much of a split as she could force on her.

“Good look for ya!” Lix cackled down at the surprised dwarf.

“Don’t mind if I do!”

Lix latched her mouth around the crotch of her opponent, massaging her lips and tongue around the mound through her stretched tight trunks. It wasn’t direct contact but it may as well have been as Hera gasped within her grasp. She tried to close her tree trunk legs but Lix had expectantly planted her elbows inside her thigh muscles, digging into them while holding them open. Hera took some flailing grabs at her opponent as Lix sucked on her pussy like a leech, soaking her pussy in her drool and any excited fluids it might produce.

A firm palm strike finally caught Lix in between the eyes. It wasn’t enough to fully knock her loose but enough of a warning for her to retreat knowing that Hera could do it again. The dwarf rolled over to her knees where she grimaced and pulled at her sticky shorts.

“Nasty little goober,” Hera hissed under her breath.

“Appreciate the dirty talk,” Lix snickered back as she lunged in, whipping a high kick that smacked into Hera’s jaw.

Even the sturdy dwarf reeled from that, her heavy feet thumping on the mats. Lix leapt on her like a territorial chimp, wrapping her legs swiftly around Hera’s stocky middle. She rained fists into her broad nose quick and hard as the audience fired up until blood started coming from Hera’s nose. She still shockingly stayed up against the blows and the goblin’s bodyweight, grabbing her around the middle. She squeezed the sweaty, stretchy scrapper but it did little to slow her attack. Lix slammed a few crosses across her strong jaw, knocking her head around before she sunk her nails into one of Hera’s hair buns. The goblin twisted her head around and buried her tongue into the dwarf’s mouth, shocking her with a deep wet kiss.

Hera was stunned and so easy pickings as far as Lix was concerned. She yanked on her top, making one of the blonde shortstack’s large breasts pop out from under her top. Hera let go with one hand, trying to fix it instinctively while Lix snuck in sharp hooks where her ribs met her breast. Hera grimaced in pain, finally managing to shove-throw Lix away. She landed gracelessly but still smiling as she flashed her fangs at the dwarf.

“Somethin’ else on your mind there, boulder boobs? Trouble focusin’ on the fight?” Lix jeered as she lunged in again.

Hera threw a few warding jabs at Lix. One barely graced the shifting green girl’s pointed ear before she caught Hera’s arm. She blocked it around the armpit and leapt up, wrapping her arms and legs around the limb and twisting to drag Hera suddenly down to the mats. She threw her weight around for her, sitting on the dwarven shoulder as she pulled back on her armbar. Hera let out a husky howl as Lix manipulated her into the hold with no real room to escape or stop her. The space around the cage became a meaningless roar of cheers, shouts and buried advice from their coaches.

“You’re gonna wanna tap before I start gettin’ frisky!” Lix shouted over it all.

She leaned back and squeezed her strong thighs together, trapping and bending Hera’s arm around. It pulled her shoulder like a lever in ways it wasn’t meant to, getting Hera to scream and beat a fist on the mats. Lix just grinned and winked for the crowd, rolling her curvy hips and grinding her tangibly wet pussy against Hera’s captive arm like it was a sex toy. The thick trail of goblin pussy juice marked up the limb.

The fairy ref floated closer to check on a submission but Hera grit her teeth behind her bloodied lips. With another labored scream, she rolled hard to one side. Lix’s weight placement didn’t leave her any ability to roll her off, but she did swing her arm and body alike to one side. There was a satisfying crash, Hera not even sure if it would work but Lix’s frizzy red head collided with the edge of the cage. Her grip immediately loosened and Hera climbed on top of her, turning things around as fast as she could.

Lix was more jarred than hurt by the head to the bars, but it was enough for the dwarf to get on top. She started trying to throw lefts and rights in a hammering combo pattern, but her devastating blows were now notably slower and weaker. The muscles hurt to move on the one that Lix had been bending and grinding on, and the other stung to move. She realized the punches to her sideboob courtesy of Lix made the linking muscle sore, and their every jiggle stung and made her flinch. The dwarven fighter wasn’t hitting as hard and Lix clearly noticed, keeping up a guard and snapping in much faster jabs to her face and ribs between every other punch.

“Slowin’ down there, Leia!” Lix goaded again as she ducked under Hera’s next heavy swing.

She pushed the arm out of the way, catching Hera’s partially exposed boob in her mouth. She slurped noisily, sucking on the sweaty nipple that had slipped loose. She made sure it was hard against her lips before she bit down, firmly but not trying to break the skin. The shock of pain and arousal combined made Hera wail, something the solid dwarf would have simply brushed off earlier in the match.

Lix suddenly swung an elbow, tagging Hera in the temple. The wet and weary dwarf grunted in a splash of sweat and spit, reeling as the goblin changed tactics again. She rolled with Hera and got on top of her, pinning her back against the cage. She slammed her with a few more stunning forearms before she pressed her forearm across her throat. All the while, Lix raised a leg to slip her toes down the front of the dwarf’s shorts. Her nimble toes slipped into her wet and warmed up pussy, trapping and rubbing her thick dwarven clit between them. Hera just shuddered against the bars with a glassy look in her eye.

“That’s what I like to see. It’s a good look for ya,” Lix purred at her.

Hera sputtered and moaned, left in a daze of mixed arousal, pain and choking. Lix was hitting her from all directions and she was too horny and punchdrunk to keep up. Her stocky body just shuddered as she struggled to breathe. The twitching and the feeble resistance just made her hips grind on Lix’s massaging toes. It felt like the whole arena could hear the soft squishing of her wet slit in the humiliating hold.

The inevitable happened as the orgasm rocked through Hera’s body. Her muscles tightened and her breasts wobbled as her whole body shook, but that wasn’t the half of it. Lix had felt it coming and was more prepared than she was for it. She yanked back on Hera’s head, rolling her up almost completely upside down. It would have made for a suitable pin on its own, but Lix caught her foot on the waist of Hera’s shorts to yank them down as she pulled her right out of them. It left the stocky blonde bareassed as she was flopped onto her head and shoulders. Her spread pussy squirted like a geyser, letting out a shrill and helpless wail before her own cum splashed back down on top of her.

Hera was too beat and fucked silly to do much else. She didn’t even recognize the three-found as Lix straddled her hips, folding her up for the pin. The bell rang and the audience cheered, all music to the goblin’s pointed ears. She got back up, sticky with Hera’s sweat and cum as she flexed proudly for the fans.

“You got lucky out there,” Dara chided as Lix returned to her.

“Nah, I got smarty. She hits like a tank, but she changes gears like a tractor. I was just stickin’ and movin’, just with a different definition to ‘stickin’ than most.”

“I’d hate you SO much if you didn’t kick so much ass,” the ogre laughed, shaking her head in disbelief as she helped her sore but victorious runt backstage.