Bunny Boxing 2000 (Patreon)

I got some more art to post tonight, but it’s been about a week since a proper story post while I teased ya with art, captions and early docs. There was some real interest in this story and it was a runner up for the monthly guarantees, so felt like something I could wrap up while I was in the mood. I saw some bunnygirl collection art I can’t quite remember now and that sparked a what if Bunny Boxing was a punchout thing of furry punchy bunny girls? I considered making it a mix of other animals like cows, wolves and such, but realizing I’d named it Bunny Boxing and wanted more of a Street Fighter than a Punchout in terms of playable characters, I realized I could do a lot with various colors and personas of rabbits. I so rarely do the same species in the same story, so figured what if bunny story? Plus, I know for a fact some folks are very into video game mechanics as a nice touch to their fight stories, so threw in status effects and a health bar and special moves to mix it up.

Something about me’s definitely connecting boxing and furries to each other. Probably Hellbridge being my main interest in furs is a factor, but I think it’s that I’m always a liiiittle bit less interested in either on their own and always look for something else to throw in to spice it up. If it’s furs and boxing, they complete the puzzle by being a little something else to each other.

The player powered up the game. Bunny Boxing 2000 flashed onto the screen in a dynamic font like it was permanently excited to be there. It had the visual appeal of an early Super Nintendo to early Wii graphics, smooth but somewhat limited in its coloration. Still, some excellent sprite work made it look convincing enough to keep a bunch of fans of overly sexualized boxing bunnies and assorted other anthros playing its roms and bootleg cartridges for years to come.

The opening itself showed a bunch of high-end stills to catch the eye to upbeat action music. payed A short and athletic blue rabbit leaping into a punch on a towering, muscular gray one. A pink, fluffy and curvy hare drove a deep belly punch into a winded-looking red and black one wearing street clothes and a bandana over its droopy ears. A slender white rabbit took a mighty swing from a fat and wide gold-colored rabbit with a hair bun and a sumo loincloth. A pan ran up over a few other female boxers: a pair of snake girls, a limbering gorilla, a wide-eyed and panicking sheep… and with a final dramatic and sparkly noise, it returned to the title screen.

The player selected Story Mode and gave the customary skim over the character lineup. The icon beeped as stats and character art for each other popped up as he passed over them. Bonker, Bruiser, Bibi, Belle… they only had the 8 assorted rabbit characters to start with, but story mode seemed like the easiest way to unlock more of the roster.

They ended up circling back and clicking on Bonker. The dark blue bunnygirl jabbed swiftly at the air with her bright red gloves and threw an uppercut at the air. She was dressed in a clingy pair of shorts and a top that clutched some of her sleek feminine curves while showing off her abs and muscled thighs and arms.

“Your ass is goin’ down!” the short and scrappy rabbit declared as the game briefly faded and loaded back up with a view of a high camera circling the ring from overhead.

It cut down to the runway as Bonker strode towards the ring with a stern and serious look on her face. She was the shortest of the main roster, with her stiff dark ears tied behind her head and her hair cut short to frame her face. She wore a hooded robe to go with her boxing attire and intro, giving her an even more intense look when the hood’s shadow fell over her eyes. Bonker gave some curt nods to the crowd in acknowledgement but remained focused, her fists clenched inside her red gloves. Her name and stats scrolled across the lower screen.

“Bonker Bunny: Strength 4 Endurance 5 Stamina 8 Speed 7 Reach 3”

She stood on the ring apron, grabbed the ropes and hurdled over them, showing some impressive agility as she landed on her booted feet. She threw off her robe to fully expose herself in just her fighting gear and swung a backhand punch that sent it flopping onto her corner’s post.

“I’m not here to play. Let’s do this,” Bonker said coldly.

It was as if her overly stern personality was a mix of the expectations of a cool main protagonist character, commenting on her being in a video game, and compensating for the fact that she was in a game that had named her Bonker.

Her opponent entered right after. The music was a more flirtatious jazz number compared to the general intense hype music that Bonker had played. Striding out in a thick, fluffy robe closer to a fur coat was Belle, the overly curvy pink bunny from the intro. She beamed widely, waving to the crowd as she soaked up their adoration. Even wrapped up in her thick robe, Belle was clearly far more curvaceous than her opponent. She tossed it off on the way up the ring steps, throwing her robe off at last to reveal her fighting attire. She had gone even skimpier than the already fanservicey outfit Bonker wore, dressed in an actual scarlet bikini with her gold and silver colored gloves. Nearly undressed, she clearly had paler shades of pink on various parts of her body in palm-sized heart shapes, particularly around her chest and hips. Even without her coat, she had a thick layer of fur around her neck and shoulders like a built-in feather boa. Her paler pink hair was fluffy and finely preened with her long, floppy ears hanging down past either shoulder.

“Belle Bunny. Strength 7 Endurance 7 Stamina 3 Speed 4 Reach 6”

Belle blew a kiss to the crowd, complete with some floating hearts sent their way as she stepped into the ring with a final shake of her wide hips and fluffy tail.

“Don’t worry, my loves~! I’ll try to make this one last,” she called flirtatiously to the whistling crowd.

“But no promises,” she added with a more sinister smirk.

In its main play mode, Bunny Boxing had a classic Punch-Out style over the shoulder view. The fighters’ names, health bars and some open space for other special things of note were on either upper corner of the screen. It showed a rear view of Bonker as the short, muscular bunnygirl bounced from foot to foot. Her toned ass and defined back muscles were on full display as she shifted her weight and her gloves along with her fighting stance. Belle stepped out of her corner confidently, taking long strides to get into place right in front of her.

“Get on your knees or I’ll put you on them,” the haughty bully gloated as she raised her metallic gloves.

“FIGHT!” flashed across the screen as the bell rang to start the round.

Belle swayed her hips around in a slow, almost dancing stance. She threw a few quick jabs while Bonker felt out her maneuverability. She could shift a couple steps left and right but there clearly wasn’t much movement involved in the game. She threw up her gloves, blocking the hard hits from the bigger rabbit swinging down at her.

“Aha! Not even fighting back, pipsqueak?” Belle taunted as she gave a flourish of one of her shiny gloves.

It came whipping down hard, sweeping wide and arcing across the screen as it clocked the more stoic fighter across the face. It apparently bypassed her guard as her head whipped aside, grunting as some pixelated sweat and spit flew from her face. A few glittery sparkles trailed above as Bonker wobbled sluggishly in place. A little icon appeared under the blue rabbit’s (slightly lowered) health bar name reading “Dazed” with a little cooldown timer on it. Any attempts to shake it off proved slower and more listless than the original inputs had allowed.

Belle caught the sluggish Bonker with a firm combo, splashing more damp pixels from her fluffy face. The gloves knocked her around with a one-two punch, but she finished up with her third strike by swinging her shoulders. The slower, heavy slap of her tits cracked hard across Bonker’s face like two fluffy wrecking balls. It was hard enough for the dark blue boxer to spin completely around, her gawking face flashing past the screen with hearts in her eyes. A heart wrapped around the “Charmed” status appeared by her steadily dwindling bar.

With a bit of button mashing, Bonker seemed to finally start catching up. The “shake it off” mechanic came into play as she focused on shaking her head, tossing her ears and hair around until the Dazed status faded and then vanished. Bonker gave a stern sniff.

“I’m back in the fight,” she huffed as she sidestepped more briskly, avoiding Belle’s next jab at her with a swift sidestep.

She shot a quick body blow into the pink bunny’s slender stomach as just about the only slender part of her body. Belle gave a short, bothered squeak but threw a high cross at Bonker. The blue bunny ducked around it and shot a few more jabs out, clobbering her in the bigger targets that were her breasts. Her health meter barely dropped at all, with small hearts floating up from Bonker’s gloves.

“Is that the best you got? My masseuse hits harder than that!” the haughty beauty scoffed.

“Would you shut up?” Bonker hissed.

She could tell no matter how tough Belle was, she wasn’t hitting at full force with the Charmed affect floating over her. She started ducking and dodging, buying enough time to keep wearing down her hearty status. As soon as the charm was gone, Bonker darted around another pinkish silvery glove and threw a heavy uppercut into that narrow tummy of hers. This one hit full force, given the explosive flash of light and color on impact. Belle’s slim middle did little to cushion the blow as she huffed noisily, doubling over to thrust out her tits and ass while a chunk of her life bar went from green to black. The pink puncher’s curves jiggled to a stop as she fumed.

“Why you little runt!”

Belle swung an overhand hammer blow down at Bonker but their difference in speed was starting to show now that she had figured out how to fight properly. She dipped around the strong but clumsy swing, popping a few more boob-bouncing jabs into Belle’s chest. The bunny babe’s face winced as she grabbed her top to stop the jiggling, just to swing a wild backhand. It continued like this for a while, tagging Belle with quick, barely damaging shots while focusing on avoiding her. A smaller, yellow meter beneath the pink fighter’s health appeared flashing for a moment, but the flustered hare kept making her futile swings at Bonker until that wore down as well.

As soon as the yellow was gone, Belle slumped forward panting and dripping with sweat. Her boobs heaved with each huffing breath, constantly threatening to flop out of her top as she ran out of Stamina. The “Drained” status appeared by Belle’s name as Bonker saw her perfect opening. She unleashes a speedy barrage of punches, taking her time to aim and charge up her shots as she pleased. Belle could barely budge and struggled to raise her gloves, all too sluggish to do a thing about her intense beating. Bonker squashed her boobs and face out of shape with her crimson glove until she gave a leaping uppercut, the speedy strike clocking Belle in the muzzle.

“Not the… face~!” she moaned as she tumbled over backward to the mats.

A stiff voice started counting her out as Bonker hopped back into place. She jabbed at the air ready for more, tossing her ponytail of ears back confidently. Belle’s face was barely visible behind her big wobbling breasts, but she thumped her gloves into the mats and forced herself back up at 6. She was still sweaty and her finely groomed fur was a bit of a mess, but she was steaming mad.

“Now you’ve done it,” Belle growled, but she still had the Drained status on.

“You’re washed up, pinky. Get back in shape,” Bonker pointed out.

Bonk slugged her with a deep hit to the ribs, manipulating her around until Belle suddenly hopped back. Her dwindling health bar flashed as she unleashed her special attack, grabbing the fluffy boa-like fur around her neck. She pulled it off and whipped it forward, lassoing it around Bonker’s wrist. She looked at it in shock.

“Fashion before function, dear! Now let me show you why you’re not ready for The Spotlight!” Belle gloated as she gave the garment a yank.

It occurred to Bonker that Drained apparently didn’t affect her special moves as the shorter fighter was reeled in towards her. The blue bunny’s eyes widened as Belle drew back her glove until it glowed with so much light it looked like she was wearing a disco ball and whited out the screen for a second. She threw the supercharged punch right into Bonker’s face… just as she tipped herself over backward, limboing under the dreaded Spotlight Strike with a perfectly timed lucky dodge.

“What the!?” Belle managed to gasp as Bonker rode the momentum and threw it all into a massive hook into the fluffier hare’s crotch. Belle flew several feet off the mats from the impact, howling and spasming wildly in the air.

“PERFECT COUNTER!” the game congratulated her as Belle touched down again, gloves going to her throbbing pussy. She rubbed through her tight trunks as she huffed hard enough for steam to come off of her and out with her breath. The powerful counterattack left Belle stumbling back into the ropes, her thick ass resting against the middle as the Gutted and Winded debuffs popped up.

The slumping and sagging Belle left her easy pickings for Bonker to unleash punches on her as fast as she could. The absolutely tapped pink fighter took hit after hit to the face, tossing her head and floppy ears around away from each punch. The spit splashed off of her as her lovely face grew slack and groggy, sweat messing with her makeup to rapidly undercut her glamorous look. Her weight leaned more and more on the weighed down ropes until the only movement she was making was her head bouncing back and forth as Bonker’s rapid jabs pounded her face like a speed bag. Her eyes spun in spirals as the large text of Dumbstruck slammed under her health meter, overriding her piled up debuffs as stars spun around her head. She groaned as she slumped on the ropes hard enough that one of her breasts spilled out of her top.

“Gotta train a lot harder to beat me, pinky,” Bonker huffed, a bit battered but pacing herself better than Belle had.

Seeing as the bitchy bunny had nowhere to go, the blue boxer hopped back and gave an excited shake of her tight ass and fluffy little tail. She squatted down to brace her strong legs and launched herself forward. Her glowing fists both spiked into uppercuts, smashing Belle hard enough in both boobs that she was launched a few inches into the air. She gawked and choked out a gasp as her tenderized tits were knocked upward and brought her along for the ride. It didn’t stop there as Bonker rose with her, continuing to ascend as she kept striking with lightning speed. Her Upper Buster special attack kept juggling Belle’s jugs upward so that her shouting voice vibrated. She kept pummeling the pink hare straight up until she was up among the spotlights. Her big pink tits were sporting big black and blue bruises by the time Bonker broke into a blue blur, spinning around in a midair streak before punching straight down into Belle’s belly. The model of a hare huffed and went rocketing down to the ring, landing in a huge burst of smoke. It slowly cleared as Bonker touched back down with a small crater somehow formed in the ring around Belle’s body. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as her long ears were splashed about in a mess by her head. Her bashed in boobs had flopped completely out, sagging to either side. Her splayed out legs had developed a wet patch of either sweat or arousal on the crotch to go with the rest of her sweaty fur as her life bar drooped all the way down.

The crater faded from existence back into ordinary mats, as if hoping the player wouldn’t notice, but Belle remained totally still. Bonker did an idly hopping ready stance for a few seconds before the digital bell rang.

“BONKER WINS! KNOCKOUT!” the game announced.

The camera shifted a bit to focus on Bonker herself. She threw another flurry of blows at the air, shadowboxing showily with a serious look on her face. She threw a fist into the air in a triumphant hop, even as her top slid up along with her celebratory pose. It moved a bit too high, making her nipple slip out from under it. She held the pose for a good second before she gasped and pulled it back down, blushing slightly in a rare show of cuteness for the crowd/player.

The game faded out to black as the Story Mode loaded up another match. “Round 1 of 3 Cleared!” it praised, assuring the player there was more to go in this run.