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This was one that needed a lot of input for the little things. I have a decent list of species I’d like to see Sedna fight, but her facing a Husky while she’s still in Alaska felt right. No idea when she’ll leave it, mind you, but best to get it off the checklist. I had suggestions to make her Spanish, which I figured why not? Let me skip writing back and forth dialogue between them while letting Poison and Sedna quip with each other. They seem to get silly together, which I like.

I definitely wanted to bring Poison back ever since I dropped her in the bar fight, and this as her first semi-pro fight felt just right. Shows she can clean up a bit from her usual scummy fight scenes. Bianca, I have sort of a loose personality for her that doesn’t really shine too boldly, but she plays her part well. She’s just sort of a big jock, softspoken usually but she’s more into fighting than boxing if that makes sense. So she’s a bit awkward with it at first, but she warms up to it and isn’t afraid to get a little more vicious than Sedna does if she has to. Really like how it all came out though!




Sedna had to take her time getting back into training. She took a few days off work just to get her muscles back in a steadily working state, and took another week before she could fully get back to the gym. Once she did, Lonnie was surprised by how vigorously she approached her training. Her private bout with the ex-pro had done enough damage to put her out of commission this long, but the seal was quickly pushing herself past her old records.

“I saw how far I could push myself. Learned my limits and stuff,” Sedna explained as she huffed and hammered away at a heavy bag.

“So I could tell I wasn’t going hard enough in my day to day. I’ve got a long way to go but I’m gonna make the most out of all this practice.”

Her blubbery body wobbled, her oily fur and curly hair slicked by sweat. Her puffin coach watched her strike with more focus and intensity than ever. Her determination and bulky build were certainly assets, but Sedna’s attitude alone was enough to impress her.

Lonnie let her get back into her groove, and it only took a couple sessions of casual spars to see Sedna really had bloomed past being just a big lug who’d just stepped into the ring. Getting random volunteers at the gym wasn’t much of an option since even her amateur experience had her pressing through their defenses. It was time to up her game again.

After another sweaty workout full of speed bags and chest exercises, Lonnie waved Sedna over to a bench with her as she flicked through her phone.

“This is Bianca Ruiz,” Lonnie explained.

She pulled up a photo of a tall and broad-shouldered dog woman, apparently a husky breed. Sedna had faced several muscular opponents by now, as was expected from a titboxer (it wasn’t like massive tits kept them from having massive biceps). Bianca wasn’t outright bulky but she was clearly dense with sculpted muscle. Black fur framed her beefy body and pointed canine features before turning into a mottled white in the center. Her breasts were huge, as much pecs as they were tits. They were wide and muscular in her sleeveless gym shirt, with enough visible outside her shirt  to show they had the same black and white pattern. Her mixed hair was very short, barely past her wolfish ears. The photo was a candid shot of her toweling off, taken by someone with her at another gym Sedna didn’t recognize.

“Well she’s cute. Are you trying to find me dates now, coach?” Sedna teased.

“Not what you’re paying me for. She’s stationed at the West Point military base, and some friends got us in touch. She said she’d be interested in some competition for a bit of a show.”

“Ooh… what’s she like? What’s her style?” the seal pried curiously. Her boxing fan nature flared up at the new face.

“You’ll have to find out for yourself.  A friend vouched for her, but I’m not gonna be able to hand you everybody’s life story, but you’ve shown you can think on your feet. I can guess they’re more traditional boxing since she’s stationed at the base, but she’s agreed to play by titboxing rules.”

“Which is really less rules than usual for her,” Sedna noted.

She was always a titboxing fan, but that had some crossover into her interest/fetish for mundane boxing.

“So let’s finish up for this week and you can take a break starting Friday. Get you good and rested.”

Sedna gave one of her arms a testing flex. She shook her head as she lowered the arm.

“Actually, I can practice through Friday if you’re still around. I really want to be ready for this one,” she said with a smile.

Lonnie smiled back, feeling a little proud of her. “Whatever you say, big girl. My friend’s gonna record the fight, but if you need a second in your corner for the match, just let me know. I can do the basics, at least.”

Sedna hesitated and thought about the offer. Lonnie was an expert on training but she didn’t actually work in the ring very much. The only time the seal really had anyone capable in her corner…

“You know, I might actually know somebody.”

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Sedna finished her workout, headed home and sent out a text while she got ready for her shower. The ratgirl who had been there at amateur night and gave her some surprisingly good tips had given Sedna her number for just such an occasion. The seal stripped down and tossed a towel over her shoulder as she went into the bathroom, filling her in on the details.

“Neat,” the new friend replied.

Tammy, aka Poison, had apparently seen her share of off the books fights during her main job as a dock worker. She’d proven very capable at refreshing Sedna during her bar fight between opponents.

“So you want me to have some guys jump her before the fight? Spike her drink?”

Sedna blushed, forgetting what kinds of matches she usually dealt with.

“OH GOSH NO!!1 I just needed somebody in my corner and you did a really good job last time!”

“Oh yea. Being an actual corner girl. Almost forgot about that part. K. Gimme a time, a place, and 20 bucks and I’ll be good for it.”

“Thanks a bunch, but let’s call it 50,” Sedna replied, smiling at her phone.

“Anything I should bring?”

Sedna warmed up the shower while curiously cupping her breast.

“Whatever you think (anything legal anyway). Just something in case my boob sprouts a leak is always appreciated.”

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When the day arrived, Sedna and Poison met up near West Point. They were let in through the visitor entrance and shown to a locker room where they could change and make their entrance. Sedna ditched her warm layers to dress down to her blue and silver patterned trunks, gloves and boots. She had always appreciated the rare opportunity of being topless in front of everyone when she lived in such a chilly place.

Poison was dressed in a loose, sleeveless shirt and cargo pants. Her purple hair hung over the pale brown fur and one eye as usual as she took a small, plastic tub from her bag. Sedna eyed it with a mock-scolding frown.

“Poisonnnn? Are you planning something?”

“Huh? Oh, that. Not like you’re thinking that I’m thinking. I always got a knife or a length ‘a pipe if shit gets real ugly, but I know you’re too goody goody for any of that. Which, respect. But I went searchin’ this kinda shit and figured this would be pretty handy.”

She opened her container and scooped out a large handful of body oil. Sedna blinked in surprise, having actually heard about it being used in a lot of pro matches. It kept the friction down to minimize the pain, and more importantly made the busty boxers’ body look even hotter.

“Oh wow. That’s actually a really good idea!” Sedna praised her.

She sat down on a bench and let Poison start smearing it over the thin fur of her chest.

“Well, when I saw that was a thing and that meant I could get my hands on your jugs, I wasn’t about to complain,” the lanky rat snickered.

With that done, they were shortly asked to come out whenever they were ready. Sedna came out in her robe with Poison carrying her supplies. It was a large and well stocked gym, but still just a gym. There were dozens of folding chairs and benches dragged out around the ring and what were obviously fellow soldiers were sitting all around it. The word was that there wasn’t a lot to do out at the Alaskan base besides keep watch and keep a lot of equipment from freezing over, so they were clearly eager for the spectacle of a match. Sedna beamed her usual jolly smile, waving a glove at them as she made her way to the ring. She squeezed between the ropes as Poison held them open for her, and quietly appreciated the hoots and whistles from the troops as she let the rat take her robe off.

Bianca Ruiz entered next. She hadn’t bothered with a robe, already topless as soon as she entered their arena. The sharply focused Husky remained fixated on the ring, only looking up at Sedna when she was close enough to touch it. Her broad and full chest was even bigger without her muscle short, wearing red and yellow trunks with matching yellow gloves. Her second was a bull that Sedna didn’t recognize as she guided her through the ropes. The black and white husky was a bit taller than the seal, but she had gotten used to that by now. The audience predictably cheered a bit harder for Bianca, but they were happy to see a pair of tits regardless.

There was little ceremony to the bout beyond there being a ring, ref and a crowd of onlookers. The ref, a squat blonde hamster of a woman, gave each of the fighters’ gloves a tug and a pat before giving a satisfied signal. Senda scanned what little she could in their silent introduction before the referee waved them both out to the middle. It was pro titboxing rules, so they had to bump chests and couldn’t start swinging until they’d touched breasts and gloves.

Sedna readily stepped out and let Bianca follow suit. Their tits bobbed and settled less than an inch apart as they stared each other down. The husky scowled at Sedna, finding precious little behind her stifled, excited smile.

“Let’s have some fun out here, huh?” Sedna offered with a wink.

Bianca’s expression turned more puzzled, and Sedna saw it as a perfect opportunity. She shifted her footing to swing her plump breasts, brushing their excited tips across the canine’s fur. Bianca looked surprised but Sedna’s nipples just grew harder. She leaned into it, pressing their muzzles near each other as her firmer nips pushed into the soldier’s just a centimeter or two. Bianca’s expression tensed in slight discomfort, but Sedna would take a small edge over none.

Sedna smiled wider, pleased with herself and perhaps a little teasing. She took a deep breath, squaring up breast to breast with as much mass as she could muster behind them against the muscular husky. Sedna held up her gloves and let Bianca bump her gloves up into hers. With the quick contact, they backed off and the match was on.

They circled most of a lap around the ring, sizing each other up. Sedna had a larger build but less condensed muscle than her opponent. Bianca moved a bit lighter on her feet than the seal did, but her beefy arms and notably bulky shoulders seemed to make her upper body a bit stiffer. Despite their varying shapes and some subtle changes in styles and speed to power, they looked surprisingly evenly matched from all she could tell.

There was nothing left to do but take a swing. Bianca made the first couple jabs, but Sedna kept up her guard. The jabs had some power to them but were clearly still gauging her as well as Sedna bounced them away from her head. The chubby challenger shot a quick counter shots, surprising Bianca enough to graze her side and land a light hook to her boob. It bounced the dog’s tits around, and while not especially painful it was clearly something much newer to Bianca compared to Sedna.

She decided to snatch up the advantage she’d been handed in their differing styles. Bianca knew how to box but was fresh into the tit-centric style. Sedna pressed her attack, not letting Bianca to fully retreat and resort to brute force blocking her shots as best she could. The seal was slippery enough to get some wide hooks in the husky’s sides without getting too greedy.

Bianca recovered quickly and suddenly, slamming a huge straight past Sedna’s defenses. It bashed right into the rounded tip of her snout, stunning her with a direct hit that blurred Sedna’s vision for a moment. She sniffed and shook her head to regain her focus but the husky soldier had already followed up with an uppercut. Sedna could feel the wind of the blow blazing past her, her blind instinctive stumbling just avoiding another devastating blow to the chin. Sedna tagged her with a quick parting blow to the boob on her way back out of reach. A single solid hit from Bianca felt like warning enough to watch her step while she still could.

Most of the first round had them sizing each other up, landing little more than glancing blows and tit punches that were more stinging insults than truly damaging. Sedna was starting to get a feel for Bianca’s style, blocking and moving around one of her combos. The chubby rookie threw her considerable weight into a hard hook to Bianca’s muscular side. The muscle dog let out a guttural grunt that could have been mistaken for deep arousal by someone who wasn’t watching the match.

Sedna cracked a self-satisfied smile, knowing Bianca would be feeling that for a while. She landed another parting blow to the side of the husky’s tit, clapping them lightly together. As she pulled back out, she was surprised by a quick shift in Bianca’s footing. She leaned in and intercepted the challenger’s retreat, spiking an uppercut into her underboob while she was hiding in the blind spot beneath her tits. Sedna’s mouth gawked open in a gasp as her boob skyrocketed upward and flopped back down with a weighty jiggle that rippled across her strongfat body.

Bianca seized the opening and bombarded Sedna with some rough straights to her tits and face. She stooped and raised her gloves in a panicked defense for the last few seconds of the round. The bell clanged again, calling off the fighters for their break in the action.

Sedna returned to her corner, relieved by the break but the weight of the last moments lingering on her mind. Poison wasn’t hindered by it at all. She popped up over Sedna’s shoulder and swiftly started toweling, watering and oiling her fighter.

“What you got there’s a reach problem,” the rat rattled off so quickly that Sedna took a moment to register it.

“What do you mean?”

“She’s got an inch or so longer reach than ya, and she’s not always using it. It’ll catch you off guard if you don’t watch it, so you’ll wanna stop being such a chicken.”

“Hey!” Sedna frowned at Poison, even if it was some surprisingly tactical advice.

“I’m not sayin’ go get your ass beat. I just mean the closer you get, the better. You don’t have to push that deep to get inside her guard when she’s swingin’ those heavy hitters at ya. Try and get in there deep and watch when she winds up. Aright, big girl?”

Sedna felt like she had a general feel for Bianca’s moves, but it sounded as good as anything she had in mind. It seemed to match up with Lonnie’s advice on the same subject from during her training too. She rested up for the round break, glad to see that Bianca wasn’t 100% after the first round either. She was conversing in her corner, but Sedna didn’t bother paying too much attention since it was mostly in Spanish.

They both rose at the bell, refreshed with their gloves back up for more. Sedna focused on putting the pressure on the wardog with a steady output of jabs and short hooks. She feinted letting her guard down and her eyes darted to see Bianca’s right glove moving to take the bait. She circled in towards her, blocking an attempt to compensate with her left. Sedna blocked with one arm as she rammed bodily into Bianca, their tits reunited and squashing together once again. Sedna braced herself and started firing off low hooks right into Bianca’s furry abs. Even the beefy soldier was grunting with each of the jackhammer of concentrated power blows wrecking her muscular middle.

The breathless bruiser was rocked by the deep body shots and Sedna could feel each hit going slightly deeper as her stomach muscles weakened. She kept a grip around Bianca’s middle to keep her close and minimize her movement, which clearly drove the boxing bitch wild. She jerked and swung at the seal’s chubby sides but she held on firmly to do as much damage as she could while she was inside her reach.

Briana broke out at last and Sedna shuffled back before she could get too comfortable with it. The husky heaved in heavy breaths, clearly trying to minimize the pressure on her bruised up belly. Among the thrilled shouts of the crowd, Sedna could hear the foul-mouthed praises of Poison standing out among them that assured her she’d done a good job. The seal moved back in, circling to keep Briana from having the time to recuperate. She was smart enough to keep facing the busty seal but it was still clearly uncomfortable for her to move as she built up a sweat that stuck her fur to her skin.

Sedna came in hot again. She was finding her rhythm while interrupting Briana’s, striking and shifting gears to keep her guessing. She clocked the dog across the snout and got a pair of short, boob-bouncing uppercuts into her jugs before Bianca’s short cross got her cheekbone just short of her eye. It made her flinch but she got her guard up to prevent any followup. Bianca took the easier target, paying Sedna back with some heavy low blows to her belly. Sedna’s doughy muscle gut bounced around and she grunted from them, but with all the extra padding it looked far more effective than it really was in hurting her. Bianca stooped low to bombard her gut to try and even the odds but Sedna may as well have been ignoring her as she raised up and brought her gloves crashing down over the canine’s shoulder blades. Bianca let out a guttural grunt as she landed on all fours. Sedna backpedaled, rolling her shoulders to bounce her breasts around. She had a couple light bruises around her middle, but she barely felt them compared to the much denser and thinner muscle she’d been wailing on before.

Bianca got back up at 5 after rubbing her aching abs. Sedna didn’t have much time left in the round so she kept moving, forcing the husky to come to her and put more strain on herself. Anytime she’d stop chasing, Sedna would wink or blow her a kiss with her glove to bait her on.  Bianca was sweating and panting hard by the end of the second round, staggering back to her corner.

“Were you just making fun of her out there!?” Poison ranted as she freshened up the chubby fighter.

“I was having FUN,” she defended modestly. “Did you hear the crowd? They loved it? I promise I wasn’t getting cocky.”

“Are you kiddin’? Do it more. She was an absolute sucker that round. Keep her hurting and keep her pissed. It’s doing great.”

The rat gave a few testing pats at Sedna’s stomach while she refreshed the oil on her tits. She gave an impressed little whistle.

“Gotta appreciate all that extra padding, huh?” she praised.

“Not so much around bikini season. Thank god I live in Alaska though, huh?” Sedna giggled, resting her arms on the ropes to leave her breasts open for business.

Sedna kept up the heat in round three, in a very literal sense. Both girls were sweating up a storm but the seal was more in control as she kept baiting and switching the husky. Bianca finally outfoxed her and led her into a corner where she could blitz her chubby opponent, landing some devastating haymakers across her face. Sedna’s eyes rolled as she fell back into the ropes and Bianca raised her beefy arms, just to bring them crashing down like sledgehammers onto the stunned seal’s udders. She shuddered and howled as the first clear burst of milk of the match shot out of her, staining the dark spots of Bianca’s fur.

The screams made Bianca double down, slamming some more hard hits into Sedna’s ribs and bouncing titties. Sedna just gripped the ropes and forced herself back up, putting a little extra force into it so she headbutted Bianca between the eyes. The canine yelped and recoiled enough for Sedna to shove herself bodily into her, clinching with the buff husky. It was a bit of a stalemate to let herself regroup, with the added bonus of grinding her hard and leaking nipples over Bianca’s. The fluffy fur was appreciated as she got to wipe some of the milk off on her opponent, hard nipples flicking each other as they drunkenly swayed. Sedna shifted her footing, starting to steady herself but also thrusting her leg between the dog’s thighs. Bianca’s tail perked up at the unexpected grinding of her thigh thigh on her crotch, seeming to realize just how intimate a hold she was in.

As soon as Bianca tried to back out, Sedna doubled her grip and squeezed with all her might. She grit her teeth and leaned back, forcing pressure onto Bianca’s spine to arch it towards her. The canine shrieked in shocked pain, her boots flailing to find the mats at the awkward  angle. Her breasts bloated up against Sedna’s, but her own boobs held firm until the fluffy black and white pair peeked out over her shoulders. Bianca’s eyes rolled and her tongue hung out as she panted for air, and the incredible pressure of Sedna’s solid body and muscular arms bent her tits at the perfect angle to squirt a pair of milky jets over her shoulders. The audience roared in approval at the move, no matter whose side they were on.

Bianca beat her mitts on Sedna’s shoulders, desperately trying to pull herself away. Her reach was a detriment more than anything now, and she could only thump her fist over and into Sedna’s head. The seal tucked her head away against her shoulder, just to see a golden opportunity. She locked her lips around Bianca’s exposed and leaking nipple, sucking on it greedily while she was trapped in the hold. She could feel Bianca shudder as her battered boob was nursed on, and it wasn’t like Sedna had any reason to be gentle as she chugged from her opponent.

With a hearty gulp, Sedna suddenly dropped Bianca roughly to her feet. She sent a sweeping hook into Bianca’s boob from the outside, splashing more milk across the front of her body. The canine moaned, her eyes and mouth watering from the overwhelmingly sexual and painful barrage on her senses. She and Sedna traded a couple last minute shots at the bell to end round three.

‘Holyyyy shit, biggie! What were you thinkin’ out there!?” Poison cackled in her corner.

“I was thinking… I’m thirsty?” Sedna laughed, sore but high on the elation of her performance.

Poison offered her a water bottle and she found herself barely even needing it. She burped as it washed the taste of Bianca’s milk and tit sweat from her mouth. The rat applied an ice pack to her tits, making Sedna wince appreciatively as it helped slow her milk flow to a crawl (though still an ongoing crawl).

“She’s banged up and confused, but you know what they say about cornered animals. If she’s got anything up her sleeve, it’s probably due any minute now. Keep your head in the game, play smart, and you’ve got this match in the funbag.”

With round four underway, Sedna could see the husky tiring out. The arousal was distracting in a way that Bianca wasn’t used to in a fight, on top of the actual damage she’d been doing. Sedna managed to overstep a little and walk into a feinted trap by the weary dog, taking a few hard swings to the face. She got her guard up to stop another but Bianca punched her squarely in one of her boobs. The deep, hard swing squashed out her tit, making Sedna gasp at the sudden shift in her weight. Bianca kept up the attack, targeting the one tit with a barrage of booby blows. It had the unexpected result of pushing Sedna’s nipple into her teat, painfully inverting it with the heavier hits. It felt like her boob was being both pumped and beaten, making her milk spill out freely.

The chubby seal didn’t take it lying down, slamming her side and underboob right where the tit met the muscle. The pain managed to get Bianca to flinch and recoil, but not before she threw another huge haymaker for her boobs. It was a risky swing but it dug deep and crushed Sedna’s nipple back into her. She  winced as her eyes watered but she followed the familiar outline of Bianca through her blurred vision. She swung a huge uppercut at her chin, briefly popping the heavy husky up before she fell to her side on the mats. She writhed and moaned as Sedna backed off, catching her breath and rubbing her aching tit. She had taken worse, but it was a weird feeling to have her nipple inverted like that. It had only happened occasionally, and apparently even the pros got thrown off by that.

Bianca’s head was clearly spinning as she forced herself back up at 8. Sedna took some steadying breaths herself, forcing herself not to overexert herself. Bianca’s guard was sloppy, even if hers was starting to drop a bit, so she focused up and shook the sweat and tears from her eyes. Sedna forced her sluggish muscles to obey her and rushed in with her guard up and ready. It made Bianca make a hasty punch at her, but she ducked under it and clashed with her body to body again. She threw her arms out again and rammed her tits into the husky’s, crushing her back against a corner. The ring rattled from their combined weight colliding with the ringposts, and Bianca’s eyes and mouth flew open as the fatter fighter crushed her into place. She had nowhere to go as Sedna backed off just enough to start slugging away at her tits.

Bianca gawked and let out a long, vibrating moan as she collapsed into Sedna’s sweaty cleavage. Sedna let a weary smile slip as she kept pounding the sides of Bianca’s boobs and body, jiggling her around as her outthrust ass bobbed and danced for the crowd. Bianca was a tangle of limbs with hers, struggling to support herself under the intense corner beating. She wasn’t out entirely though.

It was tough to see much within their actual clash, even for Sedna at this close proximity. She felt Bianca’s leg slip between hers as the sweaty fur tickled her thigh. Rather than the teasing rubbing, the buff husky positioned her knee right under her and bounced it up, spiking her right in the pussy. HARD! The subtle cheap shot was still hard enough to make Sedna stiffen up and scream, but it was instantly interrupted by a swift uppercut to the mouth. Any cry of foul play or suspicious pain was immediately silenced as spit flew from the shocked seal’s face. She doubled over, trying to ease the pain in her pussy. It left her easy pickings as even out of breath, Bianca got behind her and wrapped a buff arm around her neck. Sedna coughed and choked as the husky drove some harsh shots into the side of her tits, clapping them together to show her jiggling body off for the crowd. Sedna gave some muffled groans, especially wailing when the she-wolf drove the thumb of her glove into the previously inverted nipple. She wailed until milk and drool were running down her chest, feeling her crotch getting similarly soaked despite her suffering. She was definitely starting to develop a thing for sweat and leather.

“Dile adiós a tus tetas, puta,” Bianca snarled bitterly into her ear.

Sedna couldn’t fully understand it, but she certainly got the key words and the energy behind it. Bianca drew her gloves back to crush Sedna’s tits together like cymbals, but she threw her bulk back at her. Even with the gloves and rough leather laces scraped over her tits, she managed to smash an elbow back into the husky’s belly. The bruised up abs throbbed with pain as Bianca gagged and spat over Sedna’s shoulder.

“Too bad you don’t watch titboxing,” Sedna gasped as she squatted down lower. “Because otherwise you’d LOVE this reference!”

Sedna was a huge fan of titboxing, but there were always her favorites. It was impossible not to love Masha, the on again, off-again champion for her power and beauty. She had a way of always pleasing the crowd no matter if she won or lost, and Sedna would be honored to be half the titboxer that she was. She had always loved one of her strongest and sexiest moves and had been dabbling with copying it herself. There was no way she had the same colossal biceps as Masha but she still raised both arms high and flexed as hard as she could like she was crushing each of Bianca’s tits in between her forearm and biceps.

It certainly worked, either way! Bianca was screaming above her, squirming and pushing at her but also afraid to move too much with how much they made her tits throb to do soi. The audience exploded in cheers for the hot and punishing move. It made Bianca’s partly drained boob gush with more milk, painting Sedna’s muscles white and making the dog’s tits swell a troubling shade of red and purple.

Then the bell sounded again. Sedna almost didn’t want to let go, but she gave a final pulse of her muscles and let go. Bianca immediately crumbled to her knees holding her boobs and starting to crawl towards her corner looking a bit like a wounded cow. Sedna was sweaty, dizzy and sore, but she was still on her feet at least. She still gratefully collapsed into her seat.

“The fuck is the ref looking at!?” Poison immediately ranted.

“I know a cunt shot from a mile away! This’ what I hate about legitimate sports. Either let ‘em go nuts on each other, or at least pay some goddamn attention!”

“I appreciate the effort,” Sedna laughed breathlessly. “How am I looking out there?”

“You’re tenderized and milky. You look like the business end of a dairy farm,” Poison told her bluntly.

The punky rat nodded towards Bianca’s corner where she was all but draped over one rope.

“SHE looks like a corpse in boxing gloves. Good job. Distract her with the tit busters, get the milk flowin’ and then pop her head off her shoulders. You good to go?”

Sedna swallowed hard and nodded. She was hurting and exhausted, to be sure. But after what she had been through at the hands of a sadistic pro before, she knew she had more left in her.

You got this. This’ your round.”

“I got this,” Sedna huffed, nodding wearily. It made the sweaty hair flick against her face.

She thumped her gloves together and got back up for the bell. She stepped right up and let Bianca take a rushed and wild swing at her. Sedna ducked under it and pelted her in the abs, getting a spray of sweat and spit off her jiggling body sprinkled over her own. She pivoted and snapped off some quick punched to Bianca’s tits on the way up again. Even the light hits got her swollen, badly bruised orbs to sting. She cried out and grabbed at the seal, but Sedna shot a hard cross to her snout. Bianca spun almost all the way around before she fell on the mats, landing with her breasts squashed out beneath her. Sedna let out a breathless laugh, raising her gloves in celebration to the fans and herself, but it was a little too early. Bianca’s body was leaking most of its fluids out various places, but the bruised up bitch rose just at the count of nine.

“That’d be too easy,” Sedna muttered as she squared up again.

Bianca came at her with some sniping long shots, but she deflected to dodged the worst of them. A few clipped her cheek but she finally fell for a fakeout. The weary punch was just to guide her into the next one, so the seal all but leaned in to kiss the incoming glove. Blood and spit flew from her face and her jiggling tits flopped to splash more milk around. Sedna reeled and felt her legs go weak. She went to one knee, having to shake away the cobwebs until she got back up at four. She quickly realized that Bianca hadn’t backed off, clearly not willing to let up on this desperately needed edge. She had a haymaker already coming for her when Sedna got to her feet, smashing brutally into one of her eyes. Sedna cried out and clutched at her face as she went down again, a second time in the round as she felt the direct hit starting to swell. She heard Poison shout at her to stay down and milk the break, just to feel the vengeful Bianca grab her by the hair and drag her back up. She knew Sedna wasn’t down and wasn’t taking any chances now.

Even as the ref warned her about interfering with the count, Bianca wrapped one arm around Sedna’s to trap it. She slammed a few harsh punches into her face, making things blur and bleed even further. Bianca reeled from each brain-shaking hit, but she stayed up in the husky’s brawny arms. Briana drove another deep, hard uppercut into Sedna’s boob that she’d been focusing on lately, sending a spray of milk up into her face as the tit just barely avoided smacking herself. Sedna’s mouth flew open with a miserable cry until some fell into her mouth.

“Bebe, bebé!” Bianca taunted as Sedna nearly choked on her own milk.

She grimaced for a moment but then with a quick puff of her cheeks and lips, she spat the milk back into Bianca’s face. She flinched back as it just missed her eye, but it was enough for Sedna to charge and swing a massive uppercut of her own. It connected right between the soldier’s tits, jarring her sternum while making her muscled boobs bounce away in either direction. Bianca wretched in pain as she clutched her chest, but Sedna came at her mercilessly with a severe pounding about her face. Bianca would throw up her gloves in a punchdrunk guard, but that just made Sedna instantly lower her hits to smash her tits into her tender ribs. Sedna even thought she heard something crack from her blows to her bust but she didn’t let up until she threw all her jiggling weight into a huge right hook to her snout. Bianca’s eyes rolled and her whole body ragdolled back into her corner, slumping there with her head down. Her snout tucked between her own sweaty, leaky tits as her muscled arms held her up like a scarecrow. Sedna bobbed lightly on her feet, thumbing her bloodied nose and smelling the mix of Bianca’s lactation and sweat on her leathers.

“Come on… get up. I got more where that came from,” Sedna huffed. It wasn’t a bit of an exaggeration, but at least it was true.

Bianca didn’t respond in the slightest. The bull Bianca had come in with stepped closer and said something to her out of earshot. Sedna’s determined expression softened a bit, blinking in confusion as the bull gave her a shove on the shoulder. That was all it took to make her poorly propped up form unravel and collapse forward. The KOed canine landed face-first between Sedna’s boobs, drooling with her whole body slack against her like a sleeping child in her mother’s arms.

The ref made the call. The bell rang to end it all and the hamster official came out to raise Sedna’s glove. She let out another breathless laugh, smiling proudly as she had won her most official bout to date. The audience was a sea of cheering faces as Sedna decided to treat them a little. She hugged Bianca’s face to her bosom with one hand, giving them more of what they wanted before she turned enough to rest the unconscious husky’s drooling chin on her bicep, like she was lifelessly worshiping it. She gladly relented when the seconds came in and the bull helped walk Bianca out to revive her. Poison tackled her with a hug around the middle, and the scrawny rat actually made the big aching boxer wince a little.

“Ya big crazy bitch! Ya made me regret not bettin’ on ya!” she cackled.

Poison clapped Sedna on the back, making her flinch.

“Okay! Thank you, I guess! Just stop appreciating me so hard,” she giggled. She winced again and cupped a hand to her leaking boob. It hurt her tits to do that too.

“Sure sure. Just sayin’ though, if you’re in the mood, I bet this buncha meatheads would pay out the ass for a picture of those winning tits. Bruised up or not!”

“I’ll think about it,” she chuckled weakly. “Now can you help me put a cork in this thing?”

She cupped and boobed her milky boob, trickling white over the bruises.

“Yea, let’s go get you some ice and a shot of somethin’ strong. You don’t gotta pout at me to make me do it.”

Sedna groaned and rubbed a glove against her cheek.

“I’m not pouting. I think that’s just a fat lip,” she mumbled.

“That’d explain it. Well, ya didn’t get into boxing to get any prettier, I s’pose! And you should see the other gal, huh?”

Sedna couldn’t help but giggle along, even when it stung, as she was led back to the changing room to get patched up. Her body was wounded, but her pride was swelling just like her bruised up breasts.

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