Sedna Selkia's Titboxer In Training: Minor Adjustments (Patreon)

Well, I’ve got stories that got voted in this month. I’ve got commissions I’ve been lacking on. I’ve got patron rewards. But you know what? You write what you feel like you can write, and I wanted to give the people more Sedna.

I wanted to make this mostly about adapting Sedna into her new life, so she’s not really fighting in this one. Everything’s viewed over her shoulder and she watches a lot of what we see, but it’s a lot of introducing the league in big, broad strokes. I realized I needed to populate a whole league of other titboxers, so I made myself a list of 16 of them and made a tournament out of them. I figured writing them out in this series of quick, few paragraph stories would help flesh them out or at least realize who had enough style or character to focus more on. Patrons may note the recent post of me listing a bunch of the fighter ideas and their general style. So I stayed up super late wrapping this up tonight when I had a free night to myself.

Also figured I’d fulfill a little request from Hellbridge themselves. I showed them the roster early on and one in particular stood out to them. To a few people I showed, really, but they specifically asked if Masha could fight them as well, so I wrote up another spar. Their match just goes very, very differently from Sedna’s fight with Masha… which I think sets her as a great goal for Sedna while showing she’s made some real progress and will be facing tougher fighters. No more local milfs at the gym and drunk bitches at the bar for her!

Sedna had finally made it. She had practiced, trained, and fought the hard fights until she was officially signed up to be a minor league titboxer. Nothing about it felt minor to the seal as she got off the plane landing in Oregon. It wasn’t a huge city to most people, but it was incredibly populated from the Alaskan seal’s perspective. She got a ride to the Busty Boxing League headquarters, a large building that was part gym, part arena, bringing her luggage along with her. She chuckled to herself, figuring that even if she somehow blew it at a titboxer, at least all her thick muscle made lugging her bags around a breeze.

While Poison broke off to grab some food and unpack at her place, Sedna found her way to the main office to meet with the owner. Helen Harper was there, waiting eagerly to greet her. She was a shortish sheep woman with glasses, dressed in a light and form-fitting suit that made her puffy, golden blonde wool pop out in a way that made Sedna smile. The sheepish lady shook her hand when she arrived.

“Welcome! Welcome! Sedna, yes? So good to meet you. You just got here, right? How you liking the city so far?”

“I cannot believe how hot it is out here!” Sedna admitted despite her breathless smile.

She had only been in town a few hours, but she already had to change into a sleeveless shirt. The chubby seal was used to bulking up for the intense Alaskan winters and the rare days when her phone’s weather app alerted her that some of the snow might actually be melting. She was definitely going to need some new clothes that she could wear in public without suffocating herself.

“Really? Huh. We’re pretty chilly around here, and there’s clouds all the dang time. But I’m sure you’re used to way wilder than that!” Helen chimed cheerily.

“Yea… sorry, I’m just really appreciating the air conditioning right now, but I’m super thrilled to be here. I don’t mean to be rude.”

“Ohhh not at all! You’re a peach, compared to some of the ladies I’ve dealt with around here. But you need a little spice to make a stew, huh? Come on. I’ll show you around.”

Helen walked Sedna around the facility. There wasn’t much that Sedna hadn’t seen, whether in person or on tv, but it was certainly the biggest place she’d been to. When she saw the ring she’d be fighting in, it was a little bigger than the stadium she’d been in with Masha and the charity event. She had done all her training at home or in local gyms, and the gear was much more intense and clearly focused more around boxing. There were no neighborhood moms trying to shed a few pounds; only fighters and the occasional coach or second. Some were softer or older than others but they were all engaged in some manner of fight training. A raven and a mule were trading blows in the ring, sparring amongst themselves. A shaggy-haired dog was by one of the far walls, weighing her huge, heavy tits in a scale like the one they had used when Sedna worked with the professionals. That alone really made her feel more legitimately excited. She walked by a heavy bag shaped like a chesty woman, where a short-horned chameleon woman was pummeling at its bust. Sedna found herself staring  long enough for one of the chameleon’s eyes to roll strangely and focus on her until she turned back away.

“Big day, huh? I love the energy you rookies bring to the place,” Helen chimed happily.

“Oh definitely! This is just my first time going to the Outside. That is, the rest of the states. I’m not used to the weather, and uh…”

She glanced over her shoulder for a second as they started out of the gym.

“And that’s the first time I’ve ever seen a reptile in person. Most of them don’t do well with the cold, y’know?”

“Ohhh right. You grow ‘em big and furry up there, huh? Well we got all sorts out here. It’s a little chilly but most species do just fine,” Helen asked playfully.

“Speaking of, I saw the footage of you against the LaDonna girl! Amazing match! You really know how to handle yourself.”

Sedna beamed proudly.

“And of course, I saw the charity bout with Masha.”

Sedna sucked a breath in through her teeth as she wince.

“That one… I’m very proud and a little weird about that one,” she admitted.

The blurry memories and the clean footage of Sedna being dominated by the aggressive polar bear both made the seal’s loins stir with excitement.

“Oh don’t be. You did great. Better than I would’ve done against a big beast like that!”

She continued her brisk little tour of the facility. There was a lot to see, but Helen didn’t really linger. She gabbed on with Sedna, which was fine by her. But everytime they passed somebody’s line of sight, they’d take a moment to look at her. Sometimes it was with a small smile or a nod, but she felt like she recognized the energy. It was an active look, sizing her up like a flash of intense focus trying to memorize her. She didn’t take it personally after the third time, realizing that it was nearly everyone around her’s job to determine the best way to kick her ass. It made her more excited than nervous, but it did make her wish she looked a bit less like a fat, sweaty tourist when she made her first impression.

The quick tour was soon over, circling back to Helen’s office. Sedna had most of the phone numbers she’d needed already from their emails, but Helen sorted through some of her paperwork.

“Annnnd… you still didn’t make living arrangements yet, right?”

Sedna shook her head.

“Perfect. We make it a habit to reserve a month at the apartment building a couple blocks from here. A lot of the girls live there: since it’s just the right walking distance to a bunch of the stores, the park, the other gym in town and the arena. So between it being a big curled shape and a bunch of titboxers living there, the owner’s started calling it ‘The Hook.”

Helen beamed at the little in-joke. Sedna had to giggle, finding her happy little energy contagious.

“That sounds great. I don’t need a lot of space.”

“Oh, they’re plenty roomy. I’d introduce you around a little more, but I’m sure you’ll meet everyone soon enough, and you’ve got unpacking to do. If you need anything, you just let me know.”

Sedna nodded and checked her phone for any other notes.

“Actually, one last thing… is there a link to where I can see footage of old matches? I’m kind of a geek about that stuff and I wanted to do some catching up.”

That was true, of course. She was a fan to her core, and watching how other competitors fought would be pretty valuable information going into all this. It just HAPPENED to possibly make for some free masturbation material later on.

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Once she’d steeled herself to go back into the oppressive, average heat outside, Sedna hailed a ride to her apartment. She quickly hefted her luggage out of the trunk and trudged into the big curved building. She groaned as she found the front lobby of the apartment building actually had the heat on.

“Oh come onnn,” she groaned as she dragged herself up to the front desk.

There was a quick exchange, with Helen having called ahead for her to sign a thing or two and get her room key. Sedna had just finished wrapping up to drag her things upstairs when she turned and found a large, plump alligator standing less than a foot away from her. Sedna was already overwhelmed and excited from the big city and the distracting temperature while managing her moving day all at once. Having the big snout right in her face as basically the second reptile she’d ever met in person got her to jump and bark in surprise. She slapped a hand over her muzzle in embarrassment.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry!” she babbled, but the gator woman laughed heartily at it.

“Oh, darlin’! Don’t you worry! I didn’t mean to spook ya. I just saw you signin’ in and wanted to give ya a proper welcome!”

Sedna nodded slowly, realizing she was doing the same thing as the other boxers at the gym. She had heard and relived the horror stories of Jasmine’s time in the big leagues, so a “welcome” made her wonder exactly what that meant as she sized up the scaly woman. She was broadly built, dark green with a paler underbelly and breast. Her long mouth was a big smile, and while she had some obvious fat and a jolly look to her, Sedna couldn’t miss the muscle sticking out of her arms like a powerlifter. She wasn’t that extreme, but she had a clear strongfat to her. She had straight black hair and a proudly notable southern drawl flavored every word or two that came out of her. She wore a comfortable t-shirt and some sweats, clearly out for either a casual workout or some lazing about. Her wide, chubby hips were backed by a broad, spikey tail.

“Name’s Elmira Larue. Folks call me Big Bayou in the ring.”

The gator offered Sedna a hand. She paused a half second before she shook it, getting goosebumps from her first time touching the weirdly smooth but scaly texture of a reptilian hand. It wasn’t bad, but she also probably wouldn’t run into it much if they were going to be trading gloves more than anything. She still kept a part of her alert for trouble, but the chunky, older Louisiana gator gave off no hint of a threat beyond her large build.

“Sedna. Sedna Selkia,” she said with an awkward smile of her own. “And I guess I signed up as The Glacier.”

“Ooh! Good pick,” Elmira praised her, smiling wider.

“They love their nicknames at the BBL. Best to come in with one. Otherwise they make one up for ya’ll before long, and not everyone ends up happy with that.”

It did make Sedna glad that she had. Showing up as the new girl and the sweaty fat chick didn’t feel like it’d earn a great nickname.

“What’s your room? We can help ya’ll with your bags,” Elmira offered, pointing at Sedna’s suitcases.

They weren’t too heavy for her, but the head did make it unpleasant at the very least.

“Oh. I don’t really need…” she started, but Bayou scoffed as she pulled out her phone.

“It’s nothin’, child. I know some girls who’d be happy to do it. Saves them some time in the gym to get their workout this way.”

Elmira sent out her text and within a minute, there was a tromping sound from the steps. A mixed bunch of variously thick and athletic women came jogging down to meet them. A doberman, a skunk and a dark red pony arrived and quickly scooped up her luggage. Elmira gestured dismissively and told them her room number, and with that they went rushing off with them.

“Wow. You really run things around here, huh?” Sedna asked with a relieved smile.

“Oh lord no! I know my way around the ring, but I’ve been around here for a while and I like to make sure the new blood settles in okay. More of a meddling mother hen than anything,” Elmira assured her.

She nodded towards the elevator and Sedna gladly went along for the ride. “So where are you from anyway?” the gator pried.

“I come from Alaska. Little town you probably never heard of.”

Elmira nodded knowingly.

“Ahhhh. Explains all the sweating. You’re not used to the heat, huh?”

Sedna nodded.

“I had a similar thing when I moved up here from Louisiana. It was cold as hell up here after all the heat and humidity I grew up in. If it’s anything like that, lemme tell ya… you just gotta embrace it. You’ll get used to it. And never forget, water’s your new best friend. It’ll help even out your temperature, so any chance to get to a shower or a pool, and drink plenty. That’ll help speed things up.”

“Thanks. I will,” Sedna smiled at the advice. She’d heard similar things going over interviews with Masha on ways to beat the heat. They soon arrived at the second floor where her bags were waiting in front of her room.

“Well, we’ll let y’all settle in. If ya need anything, I’m over at 2C. Here’s my number, and let me know when you’re free and I’ll get me and some of the girls to treat y’all to some drinks.”

“Sure! I’ll probably take a bit to catch up, but I always love to get to know some other boxers!”

Sedna let herself into her apartment and started to unpack. She’d have to buy some lighter clothes in town, but she didn’t have too much baggage. She promptly turned down the thermostat, stripped down to her underwear and set up her computer before accessing the league website she’d asked for. She eagerly started to devour all the information and footage she could find on the competition.

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The easiest to find was their champion. Hera “Golden Goddess” Lagrone was an orange-skinned, blonde dragoness with enormous tits and muscles and her hair done in a thick braid between her beefy shoulders. She had a winning streak a mile long over the last year or so, with some close competition but a clearly solid grasp on the title. It was good to know what she’d be up against, but Sedna clearly wouldn’t be crossing paths with her for a long time.

There was a decent amount of backlogs on matches, so Sedna had to whittle down where to begin. She figured the best way was when she found the latest tournament they’d held; the BBL’s 16 best boxers they had (except for the champ herself) competed in a series of matches that kept Sedna busy studying and sexually appreciating the footage for most of the evening. No time limit, only victory by ten counts or knockouts.

The first match was between Michelle “Bulldozer” Barnes and Loretta “The Horns” VanHayes. The way the two trash talked each other and going by the number of times they’d faced off, they clearly had some kind of rivalry going on. Michelle was a chunky, black and white-furred cow with curly hair framing her face and short horns poking out of the top. Loretta was a brown buffalo woman with a puffy afro and her horns set at the sides of her head above her temples. She had a more muscular build, but a more laid back nature compared to Michelle’s eager and aggressive nature. All the better to contrast them, Sedna supposed, especially with their nearly identical bust size (both some wide and soft L cups).

Michelle took an early lead, herding the buffalo around the ring when she kept playing defense. Sedna spotted it as another point of contrast as it seemed to be a choice on Loretta’s part. She waited out her more aggressive opponent and smashed her with heavier, more carefully braced blows. The cowgirl kept trying to take the initiative only for interrupting blows to her face or tits to keep cutting her off. Michelle ended up dazed by them in the middle of the second round, where Loretta seized control and lowered her head to barge into Michelle, crushing her into the corner and unleashing all the damage she’d been taking and then some. She worked over Michelle’s body and boobs with a storm of leather before the bell rang again.

Michelle went into the second round clearly recovering from the end of round beatdown. She played more carefully, and Loretta shifted gears to press the attack. She was pounding the spit and milk out of the beefy cow. Bulldozer went down when she tried to come back too hastily and hit the mats, stumbling back up just to get punished for another round. She was a mess of bruises and milk stained fur by the fourth round, but a burst of furious counter punches caught the pressing buffalo off her game. The match flowed back and forth a bit before the raging bull cornered Loretta, landing dozens of boob busting hooks until her front was more white than brown. She finally backed off and let Loretta go down, barely struggling to get back up but failing to beat the clock.

It was one of the closer matches early on, as if the bracket had wanted the closely matched rivals to face each other fresh. The second match was Nadine “Slobberknocker” Welsch vs Juanita “Snapback” Perez; a saint Bernard against the chameleon Sedna had seen in the gym. Juanita was a bright green woman with pink and purple hair, relatively lightweight and agile for the league while still clearly athletic. Her E cups were dwarfed by the shaggy, big and fluffy dog’s L cups. Nadine was a bit broader and softer than Sedna but of a similar build. She had plain brown fur and short, dark blonde hair that hung over one eye of her constantly smiling face.

Perez, to her credit, pulled some impressive moves throughout their fight. She seemed to do some major damage in the first round, pulling some flexible and surprising moves to live up to her nickname and whip back into place with a hard, penetrating hit to the plump saint bernard. By the end of the initial round, the hefty dog was raining drool with each heavy face shot and her breasts were already leaking heavily.

As tenderized as she looked, Slobberknocker came back just as fiercely in the second round. Juanita kept bashed the spit from her face and milk from her tits, but no matter how messy her fur got she kept sneaking in hits that were starting to wear the chameleon down. Juanita was a slippery opponent but couldn’t dodge forever. When Nadine drove a deep hook right into her breast, it landed hard enough to make up for half a round’s worth of beatings. The dog’s stamina outlasted Juanita, whittling her down until she trapped her against the ropes. She leaned on them and swung her heavy tits around, the wet, furry orbs noisily slapping the chameleon silly. Her already darting eyes rolled dizzily until the messy Nadine put her down with a hammering shot to the jaw. Nadine clearly had her own set of surprises available to her, and while she didn’t look a winner while soaked in her own juices, she beamed anyway and enjoyed her sloppy win.

Hilda “Cannonball” Stroud was up against Wendy “Slick” Spears, pitting a powerful clydesdale horse against a tree frog. Wendy was a tall, red and black frog with a sleek but broad face. Her long and slim figure had deceptively huge I cup breasts and she wore her hair in short green dreads. Hilda was a bulky muscular figure with blonde braids and light brown fur that grew thicker around her wrists and ankles. It quickly became a matter of size versus skill as soon as they started to clash.

Hilda had hard and heavy swings, but Slick made a point of being hit by as few of them as possible. She dodged and darted around, snapping cheap shots into Hilda’s underarm or breast muscles to try and undercut her impressive power. That worked for a while but once Hilda fought more carefully, there was less for her to take advantage of. She almost went down in a bearhug against Cannonball’s more solid G’s, but she forced her way out with a series of foul knees to the groin. Wendy clearly didn’t care much about playing fair as much as she wanted to win and hurt the other girl. She spat in Cannonball’s face on the way out, doing a bit more damage before the tank of a horse just got angrier. She ended up ramming Wendy back into the ringpost, knocking the wind out of the slippery frog girl and pounding her belly like she was trying to reach the ringpost behind her. A drooling, milking Wendy ended up slumping to the mats and staying down in the third round after that.

The fourth match was Tyra “The Amazon” Rogers vs Samantha “Savage” Wake. A tall and muscular elephant girl with thick red curls and H cup tits against a broad shouldered and buff grizzly bear. The bear had light brown fur with darker hair in a short ponytail and heavy L cup breasts held up by her less sculpted muscle. She had tattoo-like marking dyed into her fur; a more popular option with furred creatures Sedna remembered being run by her when she was thinking of her ink done.

Samantha seemed grimly focused on the match without looking fully angry about it, carrying a palpable intensity to her. Tyra was far more mouthy and aggressive, more of a chip on her shoulder than her zeroed in opponent. Both fighters managed to put each other down in the second round with their heavy hitting approaches. Tyra peppered her opponent with some smack talk and even a dismissive spit on her fur when she got her down. When Savage put her down, she didn’t have any words but she broke her stoic nature to let out a ferocious bellow and beat her muscular arm on her breast like a barbarian.

Tyra managed to outmaneuver the grizzly, getting behind her and catching her underarm with a clumsy half nelson. She pounded gloves into Sam’s ribs and breast with her free hand, but the bear surprisingly overpowered her to slam her back into a turnbuckle. She rammed her repeatedly like a living battering ram, crushing her boobs with her back muscles as Tyra groaned miserably. Samantha turned back to face her and saw to it that the elephant didn’t make it out of the corner. She uppercutted Tyra’s leaking breast up into her face, smacking her with it and pressing it up with her forearm to force her own milk to squirt up her trunk. She uses the blinding distraction to hammer away at Tyra’s proud abs and underboobs, tearing up her core before crushing her in a glaring bearhug. Trapped between the brutal bear and the turnbuckle, Tyra’s nips and eyes watered until she went limp in her grip. Samantha threw her to the mats with a milky splat, gave her a small bow, and left as soon as the bell rang.

Next was Oakley “The Orc” Oaks vs “Unstoppable” Kaede Kusanagi. Oakley was a bulky orca made of black and white muscle with some clear softness around her curves and long wild brown hair. She was a bit bigger than her opponent, a focused brown and white Asian boar of a woman, but they were similarly built despite their immediately contrasting styles. Oakley was all daredevil smiles and her profile pictures showed her with numerous piercings that were mostly removed for the fight itself. Kaede seemed to be forever serious and unable to keep from shuffling busily in place.

It was a clear match of size versus skill. Oaks was a brawler who looked and certainly was dangerous outside the ring. Kaede had zeroed in on the sport of titboxing and knew where to block or hit to undermine Oakley’s stronger swings. Sedna thought she looked a bit stiff but it also made her incredibly precise. She basically ran circles around Oakley, putting her down twice before the orca could land any notable hits on her. Oakley still kept on fighting, finally catching the boar in a clinch when it looked like she was going down. Her mass let the whale swing and slam away at Kaede with the bullying grapple, but the boar just fought back more intensely. Some low, rapid hits into the punky orca’s lower stomach whittled her down. Kaede broke out with a pivoting hook to the face, sending spit flying as The Orc went to her knees. The boar secured a tight titsmother while she was down that put her out cold. Even with Kaede controlling most of the fight, Oakley was a big enough wild card that the winner was still bruised up and breathless from a single round of her going on the offensive.

Next was Abby “The Thunder” Feldman vs Jackie “The Ripper” Monroe. Abby was a rhinoceros, huge and muscular with blackish gray skin and a silvery white ponytail. She was still thick enough to show some meaty I cups, their artistic roundness making Sedna assume she was packing implants. Jackie was a baboon, smaller than most of the fighters despite some H cup breasts, but with some clearly dense muscle to her compact body. She had frizzy black hair atop her brown fur, and a distasteful snarl on her fanged face.

Both fighters were aggressive, showing a lack of interest in defense very quickly. They came out swinging, looking to smash the other’s tits before the other like a painful race. Jackie was smaller but incredibly fierce, even managing to drag the bigger rhino down low enough to bash some milking knees up into her tits. Abby finally powered her way out by lifting Jackie with her glove and smashing her back down with a brawny chokeslam.

Getting Jackie down gave Abby the precious edhe it took to take control of the fight. She kept the ape off balance to keep her from getting any proper stance, making the rhino’s beefy blows knock her around much easier. She steered Jackie to a corner and planted an armpit in her face, pinning her there and letting her other glove swing in devastating arcs into Jackie’s breasts and belly. She turned the ape’s midsection into a collage of bruises while she gagged into her underarm. Her confident shit talk and showboating by pushing her tits in Jackies mouth ended up letting Jackie slip free and cream her with a paingasm inducing low blow. The ape went off like a firecracker, smashing Abby with uppercut after upper to her tits until she had a pair of black eyes and a KO for how many times her boobs connected with her face.

Next was Nora “Potbelly” Mayes vs Angelica “The Princess” Hawthorne. Nora was enormously fat, a pig with mottled black skin and dark blonde hair that bounced in curly twintails while hanging over her eyes. She had some muscle just to be able to lug that weight around, but she had much more weight and sag to her than most of the fighters. Angelica was a tall and incredibly athletic swan, with some styled blonde hair atop her fine white feathers. Sedna saw some intensely powerful legs on her, built long and dangerous looking on her more lean, F cup build.

They both held their own well enough. Angelica was much faster than Nora, but the pig threw her weight around expertly. She used her wide, flabby build to cut off her maneuvers, forcing the bird to think on her feet while the pig got in some firm rib or titty punches. Nora was quick for her size but clearly outclassed by Angelica, so she fought more strategically by taking her time with distractions and feints. Angelica didn’t take too many hits early on, but she looked concerned about something all the same. Perhaps realizing she couldn’t just outlast the big pig, the Princess came out in the fourth round like it was her last. She blitzed through Nora’s tricks, pummeling her hard and fast from every angle until her muscles swelled and they both dripped with sweat. Angelica grit her teeth and went into a non-stop barrage to Nora’s face, leaving her arms hanging limply as her drooling, milking, dazed body jiggled all over. A smartly timed double punch that ground into her swollen nips followed by a pirouetting tit slap brought Nora flopping to the mats. Her snout bubbled in a puddle of her own milk and sweat as Angelica leaned on the ropes, clearly exhausted from her assault but able to get the knockout just before the round was over. It was an impressive win, but Sedna had to wonder what drove her to push so hard so suddenly.

The last of the first round was Heather “Backalley” LaBraun vs Elmira “Big Bayou” Larue. The familiar alligator was still her big plump self, and Heather was a black and white skunk with some dyed red hair. She had a more conventionally thick and sexy build to her rather than the lean muscle or bulk that a lot of the other ladies had. Even if her G cups didn’t quite stack up to the M’s that Bayou was bringing to the ring.

Elmira had Heather outclassed, and they clearly both knew it. The gator toyed with the skunk in the first round before Heather opened round 2 with a sudden low blow into an uppercut. Heather seemed to try every trick in the book from squashing Elmira’s tits in the ropes to distracting tail swats and spitting to scraping the laces of her gloves to irritate her opponent’s nipples. It kept getting her out of tight spots but the gator knew how to drive her right back into a fresh one. Heather would have her hot streak and Elmira would still manage to cut her off with a sharp punch to the sideboob or a sudden grab when she got too close. Heather bit her way out of an attempted smother, but that just made things worse for her. The gator got fed up with her bullshit and repaid her in kind, snapping her big jaws around Heather’s tit from the side. Once she was locked on, the skunk was screaming and leaking milk. A few follow up punches were all it took to put Heather down and leave her too drained to get back up.

“Dang… mama can get nasty,” Sedna mused. She was already excited to see more of her, at least as much as the rest of the league.

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The quarterfinals started with Samantha “Savage” Wake vs Jackie “The Ripper” Monroe. These matches were clearly being held at a later date since everyone seemed back in full health. Jackie went at her with the same all out assault she’d used on Abby, but Samantha seemed a step ahead of her. She acted like she had the same fury in her but had more experience and control over it to see hers coming. Jackie ate a few too many boob busting hooks to get her leaking early before she learned to regroup and hold herself back. It was clearly not her style to be on the defensive and strategizing. She kept throwing herself in short bursts of hectic punches at any opening she got, doing some damage to the brawny bear along the way. It wasn’t enough for the wild baboon to tear her down, and soon Sam was leaving openings just to bait her in. The Ripper’s fury clearly wasn’t bottomless, and once it ran out the grizzly unleashed her own. She juggled the drained baboon's head and boobs around at her own pugilistic pace. Jackie seemed to be knocked out cold a few blows before she hit the ground.

Hilda “Cannonball” Stroud went up against Michelle “Bulldozer” Barnes with the Clydesdale against the cow. Both heavyweights got their licks in throughout their match (literally, when Cannonball stopped to lick some of her opponent’s milk off her cheek). They pulled some surprising tits and shows of stamina as they kept getting knocked down but dragging back up again. Five rounds of that had them both left with swollen, leaky tits speckled with fat bruises. Even the tough barnyard boxers were softened up to flinch and cry out from the stinging tit shots.  Hilda finally got an opening that let her hit with a dangerously stiff straight. It socked Michelle’s right tit, crushing the drained orb almost flat. It launched her into the ropes, making them bend against her weight just before Hilda followed with an uppercut. It launched the unsteady cow completely off her feet and over the top rope, hitting the mats outside the ring and staying down for the 10-count.

Angelica “The Princess” Hawthorne and Nadine “Slobberknocker” Welsch proved to be a somewhat quicker version of Angelica’s first fight. She was far quicker and more maneuverable than Nadine, even acrobatically leaning backward to avoid a swing that flew between her big white boobs. A few rounds of Angelica’s fancy footwork had Sobberknocker really living up to her name, leaking milk, drool, sweat and cum from the blows connecting all over her body. The dog went for a clinch but Princess clearly recoiled from the absolute mess of a fighter reaching for her. She got her with a long bombardment to her breasts and belly that finally drained her, crashing Nadine into a huge mess. Princess grimaced as the puddle of her milk and cum splashed on her boots.

Then it was “Unstoppable” Kaede Kusanagi against Elmira “Big Bayou” Larue. The older gator knew her stuff but the boar’s intense focus more than kept up with her. Kaede knew when to wait her out and when to strike to get in her best hits while taking as few as possible from the slower heavyweight. Elmira pulled a few surprising blitzes and counters, but nothing seemed to work twice on the sharp-eyed boar. Kaede wasn’t flash but she was effective in whittling down the thick-skinned milf over a few rounds. Elmira resorted to a headbutt that started to turn things around late in the game but Kaede recovered and pummeled the gator’s underboob until her tits sagged between overworked pectorals and lack of milk. The boar picked her apart carefully from there before putting Elmira down in her corner, arms over the ropes as she sat wearily through a 10-count.

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In the semifinals, Angelica faced Kaede in what Sedna found to be a shockingly educational show of technique. The boar’s tight form was a spectacular show of the basics while the swan’s unique combination of ballerina’s grace and a hard-hitting pro. It was a quick but active fight with both speeding fighters pulling out their best to keep up with or counter each other, but Angelica was more adaptable. She had a black eye, a slight stagger to her once graceful steps, and a severely leaking left boob by the time she had Kaede starting to slow and fade. The boar stumbled into a flimsy clinch, desperately hanging on before an uppercut between the tits cut her off and put her down.

Sedna had an admittedly tough time following Hilda and Samantha’s fight. The bear and horse had some impressive stamina, and seemed to fade or come back at unpredictable times throughout the fight. It was the longest match in the tournament as a result, hammering away at each other for ten rounds in total. Sam seemed impressed enough that she thumped her abs, offering to literally trade blows with Cannonball for a part of the second round. It took four rounds before Sam actually put Cannonball down, but Hilda got in a good blow on her eye and put her down twice in the sixth. The ladies kept pushing themselves until they were sweating and their veins bulging with effort to stay at the ready. Hilda managed to get behind Sam after a sluggish swing late in the game. She got some free hits in from behind her, popping Sam’s sore tits up and down a few times before the bear twisted her body and grabbed one of Hilda’s tits like it was a headlock. She rained down blows that milked the horse’s tit empty, her nipples puckering dryly until she blacked out from the pain.

The finals had Samantha and Angelica in some boldly contrasting styles. Both thought on their feet as agility met the concentrated power of the bear who seemed so strangely invested and almost spiritual about her fights. The Princess and Savage consistently exchanged blows, feeling each other out and trying to keep up with the other’s ever-changing pace. Even Sedna had trouble figuring out what would come next as the match wasn’t as long as Hilda vs Sam, but it had some devastating moves when they got the other in just the right setup to achieve their plan. Samantha got Angelica on the ropes, tangling her arms up in them as she hammered her tits both at once, left to right and back the other way again. Some acrobatic tumbling let Angelica flip back over the ropes and ride the momentum to land on the ring apron and send a piercing blow into Sam’s abs and drive her back to get back in the ring and the fight. The swan was light on her feet as she started landing swift and light blows to Sam’s L cups. They barely wobbled the big boobs, but she soon had the grizzly wincing as she kept constantly attacking and overworking her pectoral muscles with the speedy barrage. Sam tried to ward her off with a wide swing but the nimble bird arched her back to sweep under it and smash a blow between her ribs and breast. The grizzly roared in pain before immediately repaying her with a fierce backhand, knocking her silly and trading their moments in control once again.

Late in the game of the 6th round, Angelica managed to get Samantha down on all fours and got a leg lock around her neck, trying to choke her out. It seemed to be doing the trick for a while there until Savage got her arm in between the muscular legs and hammered a pussy shot straight up into her. It lifted the swan’s boots a few inches off the mats, her made-up face looking devastated as her gloves cradled her busted womanhood. Samantha was free to tear her apart from there, bashing her until her nose trickled blood across her makeup and speckled her pale breasts. An exhausted but huge blow crashed across Angelica’s face as she was too dazed to use her fancy moves any longer, crumbling at Sam’s feet. She weakly tried to rise, narrowly getting back up at 9. She only managed a few more limp punches before Sam dodged one and flexed her pecs to make her hefty, sweat-coated tits pop her in the chin before her glove  smashed her back down to the mats. Angelica’s eyes fluttered, unclear if she was conscious but she definitely stayed down.

Sedna shook her head, chugging down some water. The AC was helping, but even just watching the fights and orgasming over a few choice moments made her work up a sweat.

“These girls are amazing,” she decided.

All that masturbating had made her heart race, but part of it was excitement to get to training and start taking them on.

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The next day, Sedna started to properly settle into the apartment building. She checked in with Poison, who had apparently a “connection” that she was making her perfectly comfortable on her own. She went shopping and got some lighter clothes as well as a bunch of fresh food to cook for herself. She got back from the busy day and checked her messages on her phone before she remembered the contact she’d gotten for Elmira. She supposed eating from a restaurant two days in a row wouldn’t hurt; she was going to sweat off all that weight just from living here anyway until she adapted to the new temperature.

Elmira was delighted. She rallied a few of the girls and they met up with another half dozen boxers at a class Chinese restaurant that served alcohol. Sedna recognized some of the girls from her studied footage, but some she didn’t. Sedna had met enough titboxers by now that she was surprisingly used to talking to women she’d masturbated to.

They made smalltalk over dinner, discussing the league in general while Sedna tried not to make a pig of herself over the beef and broccoli. She was quickly learning that their beef was a lot fresher on the mainlands than back home, and she could taste the difference. The actual pig at the table, however, had no issue ordering twice the food Sedna had as she sat across from a happily hungry Nora “Potbelly” Mayes. The tubby one who had gone down in the first round of the tournament to Angelica, the swan who was sitting right next to Sedna. The two had absolutely no animosity between them as they all gossiped and gabbed. Nora had a few faint markings on her dark cheek that Sedna quickly realized were bruises she was ignoring from some semi-recent fight.

“I’m just surprised everyone’s such good sports, is all,” Sedna said with a smile when it came up.

“Ah, it’s all in good fun. We’re here cuz we love the game,” Elmira gushed happily.

“Most of us anyway,” Angelica said, rolling her eyes towards Heather. The red-haired skunk was at the far end of the table, engaging less in the conversation as she checked her phone and seemed to be along for the free meal a bit more than camaraderie.

“Well we do make our own fun. Little side bets, some friendly competition… we try to keep it all in the ring, but people get their own little quirks and things,” Elmira chuckled.

“Like how Sammy always wants to work out naked?” Nora giggled.

Sedna snorted a laugh and blushed a bit.

“She is so weird. I swear,” Angelica said, shaking her head like she committed a social faux pas rather than being the woman who beat the shit out of her about a week ago. The swan patted Sedna gently on the shoulder.

“This is why I keep my private gym.”

Heather snorted at the end of the table in her own crude laugh. “BRAGGING,” she barked, disguising it as a cough.

Amanda scowled at her nastily.

“WHICH,” she continued pointedly. “I was going to offer to share. If you ever need a private space, just ask. My family’s well off enough that I can spare it for a-”

“RICHGIRL!” Heather fake-coughed again. “Ah jeez. Somethin’ in the air tonight?”

“You want to start, stinker? Because I’m sure there’s a perfectly suitable way a bunch of professional fighters hanging out together could resolve our differences. Oh I know how!” the swan snapped sarcastically.

“Don’t mind them,” Kaede said, the boar nodding quietly from across the table. She had been patient and calm for a lot of the meal, but had at least cared enough to attend. “They’re just having fun.”

“This whole place seems fun, really. Everyone’s been nice, and I was going through the archives and you’re all so impressive! I hope I can make you all proud to call me a colleague, I guess.”

“You can do me a bigger favor than that and throw our first fight in the second round,” Elmira joked as she elbowed Sedna playfully. “Love those tattoos by the way!”

Sedna laughed and drank through the long meal. She got bits and pieces of people of interest around the league or apartment. The little old lady fox who lived on the ground floor and kept thinking they were all strippers. How Saturdays was date night for Bulldozer and Debra (the doberman she’d seen briefly before) so it was a good time to turn up your music if you lived close to them. And that Hera, the dragon champ of the league, was sort of a mixed bag. She was strong as hell and effectively undefeated, taking on just about any challenge close to her and calling out some of the lower ones just for fun. She had a bit of an ego about it, but was rarely actually cruel about it. The word was that supposedly she’d been invited to the major leagues before, but she was so obsessed with being at the top of the league that she turned them down.

Sedna was glad to gather some contact information from them to work out or hang out sometime. She walked back to her apartment, forcing herself to face the heat like Elmira had recommended. It sucked absolute ass, but she’d have to get used to it eventually.

When she got back to her new home, she showered off and went back to her computer for a while before bed. She was planning to skim another couple matches and catch up on her messages, but she spotted a new upload on the league’s site. She was surprised to see not only Nora the pig on the thumbnail, but that she was standing off across from Masha! “Special Spar Sunday! Masha Nikolayeva vs Nora Mayes Guest Match!”

“No way!” Sedna laughed.

She hadn’t seen Masha since their charity match, but she got the occasional Like from her on

her S’media account. Masha had mentioned having some business with a challenge being issued while she was in America, so this must have been what she meant.

Sedna loaded up the clip and it was all of what she expected. The chunky pig that hadn’t gotten past the first round of the top 16 tournament jiggled and jabbed at the air in her corner while Masha made a show of disrobing and flexing her legendary figure for the crowd. The stadium was packed with fans eager to see the celebrity titboxer fight, even if it was just to see her clobber a relative amateur. Sedna wasn’t surprised when Masha dominated the entire first round, barely needing to feel out Nora to get how to outmaneuver the less experienced heavyweight. Nora’s punches whiffed in the face of Masha’s superior reach or Masha simply tanked the blow for her more powerful punches. Nora ate punch after punch as the big bear worked over her big dark gut and tits, giving the fans a real show like only Masha could.

“Ahhh… someday, Masha. I’ll get that rematch,” Sedna sighed dreamily out loud.

The first round ended with Nora on her feet, but Masha clearly in control as she ruled the offensive. She raised a muscular arm as she strutted back to her corner to let Nora waddle back to hers.

“And that’s why she’s a champ and a star… hey. Wait a minute…”

Sedna furrowed her brow at her screen. She leaned in and clicked to pause the video. Masha was crushing it out there, but… why was the video so long? It wouldn’t take her that long to beat a chubby minor leaguer, would it?

Sedna scrolled the timer ahead a few minutes. Masha zipped by at super speed, catching glimpses of the bear smothering or pummeling Potbelly. The pig got in her occasional counter but she was clearly just working up a sweat and trying to stay on the defensive just to stay on her feet. Masha kept coming at her, but still… Sedna never saw Nora go down. Not in the first few rounds, and not in the few after that. The seal blinked in disbelief before catching a glimpse of a confusing but sexy looking scene. She let it play over a bit where Nora stumbled forward, moaning and clinching with Masha. The Polar Doll looked shocked that she was still up despite the bruises mixing in with her mottled skin. Masha struggled as the chubby girl hung onto her for dear life, mixing their sweat together as the pig’s flab squashed against Masha’s sculpted muscle. It took a lot of effort, but Masha finally managed to muscle her way out of it and give Nora a harsh shove away. Her breathing seemed heavier, and Masha wiped a small bucket’s worth of sweat from her hair and furry forehead. Sedna leaned back thoughtfully, letting the AC blow through her drying hair.

“The heat… was she using the heat against Masha there?”

She kept on skimming and she saw the tide turning. Masha was getting sloppier by the minute. Her stance was looser and she was sweating heavier, her muscles bulging and strained as she started to dry herself out. It wasn’t just the heat. She was exhausting herself going on the attack so much while Nora was using her huge soft body to soak up the beatings. The pig had plenty of reserves stored in her fat while Masha was basically all muscle. The audience gave a huge shout when the gorgeous bear got sloppy enough that Nora landed a perfectly clean hit to her face, immediately swelling Masha's eye. She howled and clutched her face in surprise, letting Nora start to smash her own slow but powerful punches into Masha’s boobs with all her considerable weight behind them.

Sedna skipped ahead again, looking for when Masha countered her. It never came. They were ten rounds in and Masha was completely gassed while Nora was still smiling. The arctic beauty’s pristine white fur was stained with bruises visible through her thin body fur, and her makeup was smeared from where she’d clumsily fallen into and left kiss marks on Nora’s tubby body. Masha’s punches were slow and predictable, with nowhere near the power she had displayed earlier. Nora just had to throw her bulk into her blows to make them crush Masha’s face and tits out of shape, obliterating the once confident pro. Sedna watched enraptured as Nora craftily played the long game, letting the muscle beast exhaust herself so she could crush her in the late rounds. She watched as Nora taunted her, grabbing Masha in firm headlocks so that the bear choked and sweltered beneath her pit sweat or rub her into her big brown tits and belly. She pounded Masha into the ropes, taking her time knowing that she had more left to her while Masha certainly did not. The pummeled polar bear slumped against the cords, drooping down enough that one arm draped over the top rope to keep herself on her unsteady boots. She could barely see straight, and even Nora’s thundering footsteps didn’t telegraph her charge enough to see her coming. She especially didn’t expect the massive pig to leap and turn around, slamming her huge booty right into Masha’s boobs. The famous pro howled in primal agony as her sore tits were crushed against her ribs, flattening them as her draining milk stained the pig’s ass cheeks. Nora just giggled and sat back, putting her full weight on Masha’s tits as the European champ beat on her hips uselessly, sobbing as her air and milk was crushed out of her.

“I can’t believe this… she was like a type advantage built to beat her,” Sedna gawked as she found herself running her hand over her crotch again. That must have been what Angelica realized when she was panicking to finish things early in their match! Nora had lost early in the tournament, but it was against one of the finalists and she was still in the top ranking members of the BBL. Even Masha couldn’t take her too lightly.

Nora waved and blew some kisses to the crowd before she got back up. Masha was a wreck of a woman, stained with all sorts of fluids. Nora dragged her up, holding her arms behind her back to show her off to the crowd. They got to witness her muscular arms, now drained and powerless and her tits sagging, bruised and drained as they arched outward. Nora forced Masha forward, crashing her battered boobs into the ringpost so that she screamed out in pain. The ruthless metal molded her boobs to fit around them like a sadistic, oversized titfucking. Masha slumped against the corner until Nora pulled her hair and turned her a bit to one side. The playful pig planted her heavy tits on top of her head, weighing it down so that her neck pushed down harder on the ropes. Masha gagged for air as Nora toyed with the weakened champ, pulling down her trunks to expose her fully to the audience. With them tangled around her ankles like one more handicap, Nora was free to tease the trapped Masha with both of her gloves. She pinched and pulled on her nipples, milking what few drops she had left out of her while her other glove messed with her hips. The thick leather finger holder groped her pussy, clumsily fingering her while the thumb teased her asshole. Masha’s eyes and mouth hung open, both watering as her mind went numb with pain and pleasure. It wasn’t long before Nora threw a sudden low blow into her sought-out clit, making Masha squirt in front of all her fans. She sprayed and stained the mats hard with her massive, confused orgasm as Nora finally stood back up, relieving the extra pressure on the spasming Masha. She held up her sweaty, weary arms that had still managed to outlast the champ just before she turned back to her.

Nora brushed the bangs away from her eyes, flashing a mischievous wink towards the camera and grabbed one of Masha’s ass cheeks. She pushed it aside, spreading her out as a camera maneuvered to get a view of Masha’s thick glutes from behind. Nora wound up comically far before she punched straight into Masha’s ass, her gloved fist burying deep between her cheeks. Masha screamed at the top of her weary lungs, her limp legs kicking and shaking wildly. Nora ground her fist against her asshole for a bit before, finally satisfied, she withdrew her arm from the deep ass punch.

Sedna had always hear assboxing was a generally less popular and more complicated sport, but this seemed right up their alley… and Masha’s alley, at that! She realizes that Nora had withdrawn her arm minus one glove! The flexible digits had shoved deep enough up Masha’s asshole with her grinding punch that it remained stuck in there like a fat, bright orange tail Masha had sprouted during the fight. Nora waved to the crowd again, twiddling her bare fingers as Masha stared dead-eyes ahead, her eyes rolled back and KOed from the shock and pain.

It was the look on her face that let Sedna finish cumming a second time from the fight. She let out a long, content groan as she leaned back in her seat. The surprise upset, the humiliation, the cute and sexy jiggle of Nora going up against the feminine muscle of Masha…

“That was so hot… I’m working with a woman who actually beat Masha~!” Sedna cooed to herself.

“I am so fucking lucky. Thank you gods,” she moaned as she toyed with one of her breasts to ride out her orgasm.

She let the video end and checked the roster again. Nora wasn’t exactly gunning for champion any time soon, from what she could see, but she was certainly up there to make the top 10. Sedna licked her lips and started sorting through the rankings as best she could, like it was one of her fantasy leagues she’d signed up for when she was younger.

“I can’t beat Masha. I can’t beat your champ Hera… but if I can beat the woman who beat one of my idols… that’s a pretty good first goal, huh? We can pull that off, right! But first things first: I’m gonna have to pay my dues and start from the bottom.”

Sedna blinked and realized how hard it was to get her eyes to open again. She yawned deeply and started closing out tabs on her browser.

“Ugh… the REAL first things first, though… I gotta get my horny ass to bed. Lot of training to do tomorrow if I’m gonna get anywhere close to that.”