Bunny Boxing 2000: Bonker vs Bruiser (Patreon)

The wrap to Bonker's story mode as she takes on the huge muscle goth (a natural choice for me when it came to the roster). Definitely a speed vs power match if there ever was one. 

It's been a fun run, and super glad to have all the love and support it's gotten, but would like to explore another character's series of matches after this. I'm thinking Brit the toon bunny for the next run atm, unless something particularly grabs me out of the blue. Don't forget I've got the art posted on here too for all the ladies if you follow the bunny boxing tag.

This was it. After two tough but short matches, the game had brought Bonker the blue boxing bunny to her title fight. It wasn’t clear if the story mode implied a bunch of additional matches happening in the background or if it only took 3 wins to get the title. It was entirely possible that harder modes involved more matches, but the game didn’t seem too interested in explaining the details of its setting. It just gave its two or three frame cut scenes and kept things moving.

Bonker came out to her usual exciting actiony theme music. She strode quickly and confidently towards the ring with her usual brisk and determined pace. The short, pale blue bunny with darker hair, shorts and sports top sprang up over the ropes, her bright red gloves jabbing readily at the air to show off her speedy blows.

Bonker Bunny. Strength 4 Endurance 5 Stamina 8 Speed 7 Reach 3

“Come on. Show me what you’ve got,” she announced competitively to her opponent that hadn’t even arrived yet.

Her opponent’s intro played to welcome the final boss of her story mode. All of the characters were playable (though some needed to be unlocked), but Bruiser was a part of the default roster. She still certainly looked the part of a final boss, towering at what looked like a Bonker and a half tall in comparison. The massive gray bunny with shaggy black hair over one eye lumbered towards the ring. It seemed like a confident patience while also resembling a lumbering dinosaur that could only move that fast given how massive she was. Bonker was leanly muscled with some curves to her figure, but Bruiser was outright bulging with muscle unlike any of the other fighters. Cut abs and swelling arms poked out from the edges of her sleeveless vest, and dull spikes lined her black gloves and the choker around her thick neck. Her barrel chest was full and wide, pushing out the sports top beneath her vest. Her ears poked out of the top of her messy hair with one drooping low, and a short white puff of a tail on the back of her jean shorts like the closest thing to color on the giant musclebound goth.

Bruiser grabbed the top ropes as she finally reached the ring. She pulled them down hard enough that not only did all three touch the mats, but the ring dipped comically in her direction as she stepped over them. It thumped back into place as Bruiser bounced her broad shoulders and tilted her head, cracking her thick neck.

Bruiser Bunny. Strength 10, Endurance 9, Stamina 3, Speed 1, Reach 7

“Aright… let’s rock,” she muttered with a low voice and so little energy it didn’t even sound like couldn’t summon the enthusiasm to sound bored.

Text popped up beneath them with “CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH!” and a title belt with a bunny head outline on the gold buckle appeared beneath it. Bonker remained undeterred as the camera swept around to settle behind her. It really rubbed in how much taller Bruiser was than Bonker, but there was just as massive a gap in their speed and stamina. It was clearly going to rely a lot on Bonker dodging and hitting faster than the brute could keep up with.

As soon as the bell rang, Bonker sprang up from the mats and spiked a hook across Bruiser’s face. The big black goon gave a curt grunt and flinched from the surprising hit, but she quickly recovered from it. Bonker threw a few swift jabs into her abs before bouncing back again, hopping readily in place. Glancing at their health bars, it was clear that Bruiser’s legendary defenses and power were accurate; she had barely taken a bite out of her HP.

“You done yet?” Bruiser groaned, acting like the punches had woken her up from a nap.

She wound up one of her long, brawny arms. Bonker could see it coming from a mile away, but she could also see the already thick muscles swell and tighten in preparation. Veins popped on the massive biceps and forearms and the little blue bunny knew well ahead of time to rush to the opposite side of the screen. The large black glove whiffed through the hair, but Bonker’s hair and ears blew around from the rush of wind that casual punch caused. She didn’t even need to feel Bruiser’s hit to know that one clean punch could mean major trouble.

Bonker stuck with that for a while. Bruiser occasionally raised a loping arm for a lazy but effective block, but she was largely too slow for the blue blur. She could get in, pepper Bruiser’s dark ribs with a few hooks or juggle her heavy boobs around a bit before rushing back or ducking under a lazy counter. Bonker had her down almost a quarter of her health when they were starting to suspect it might be a replay of Byte’s fight and wanted to stay on their toes.

Fortunately, the consistent damage wasn’t going unnoticed by the game. Another clean shot to the jaw finally popped up the “Wide Open” status on Bruiser. The goliath of a girl grunted and rubbed her forehead with one glove while the other was still winding up for a counter. Bonker darted in as the prompt activated and leapt over Bruiser’s punch, landing neatly on top of her beefy arm.

“Huh?”

Bruiser could only grunt in confusion as the speedy blue bun ran up her muscles and leapt off at the shoulder, diving right into a point blank straight that made even the mountain of muscle stagger into the ropes. Bonker landed back on her feet, and went on capitalizing on her vulnerability as she drove into an incredible combo punishing the leaning Bruiser’s body.

Bonker didn’t expect her to recover so quickly, or to have such speedy reactions when she did. Her off hand lashed out and grabbed Bonker by the bottom of her top, lifting her off the mats so firmly that her blue underboob could be seen popping out underneath. Her eyes widened as she suddenly had nowhere to go as Bruiser wound up.

“Heh… caught ya,” she noted curiously.

The singular punch did more than an entire combo from Bonker. The big black glove crashed into her face, rearranging it as her spit and sweat flew off her fur. Her head whipped from the hit and her whole body jerked away with it, only for Bruiser’s strong grip to keep her in place. Bonker’s eyes rolled and her jaw hung open, drooling as the Dazed status kicked in from a single clean hit. She was stuck in place as Bruiser’s fist came pounding away at her like a slow and steady piledriver crashing into her skull. A big black glove smashed into her chin, sending her flying with an uppercut so strong that it sent the short slugger flying out of the ring. She vanished into the vague blackness of the audience and respawned back inside the ring, blinking in and out to give her a few moments of invulnerability.

“Are we done yet?” Bruiser asked lazily, tossing some of her hair out of her face.

She still had the damage Bonker had dished out before, but she had more than caught up in a matter of seconds. She took the moment to shake off her daze and regroup, thumping her gloves together.

“Not by a long shot,” she insisted as she stood up straight and ready.

Bonker had learned her lesson and stayed on her toes, darting around and countering with swift bombardments to Bruiser’s boobs and abs. They did less damage than the head shots she was landing earlier but it kept her on the ground and made things easier to pull out when the brute swung a wide blow of a missile of a straight. The big black bun was even starting to show some light scuffs and bruises on her broad midsection. Bonker kept whittling away at her until Bruiser finally threw a short hook fast enough to catch her in the ribs. Even the lighter low was enough to stagger the blue boxer, but she remained aware enough to keep stumbling away and get her distance even beyond Bruiser’s reach.

“Won’t happen again,” Bonker assured her, but Bruiser raised one of her massive arms overhead.

It grew even more massive as her muscles all flexed to their peak, swelling with veiny power. Her glove flashed with the familiar glow of a Super move.

“This’ getting boring. Here comes The Devastator!” Bruiser grunted as evenly as ever before smashing her fist down right into the ring.

The power swing hit  like an earthquake, making the entire mats ripple and shake. Bonker staggered around for a moment before a particular shockwave rolled beneath her feet, hurling her into the air with the powerful popup. She went spinning head over heels, unharmed but clearly left in a vulnerable spot. She nearly touched the skylights before she came soaring back down with Bruiser already winding up with another power. Bonker didn’t have much maneuverability or much else she could do up there, so she just threw up her arms in a cross to guard herself as best she could. Bruiser swung anyway, plowing through her guard undaunted and smashing her across the face with a wrecking ball of a blow. Bonker’s entire body went spiraling out of control, the damage only amplified by her airborne state. She released an absurd  fireworks display of sweat and spit as she immediately formed a bruise under her eye. She was still whirling out of control when Bruiser’s fist shot up in another uppercut. This one crushed into Bonker’s stomach and swung overhead, pushing the blue bun along with it before spiking her to the mats. Her body landed hard enough to bounce off the ring before flopping flat on her back. She gasped for air as she crashed down, splattering into a pool of sweat.

“That should do it,” Bruiser muttered, rolling her broad shoulders.

She gave a lazy flex of her arm, which still looked impressive as her black biceps bounced for the crowd. Bonker moaned as the singular knockdown had still taken down a huge chunk of her health, making it a struggle to try and drag herself back up. She had to rest on all fours for a moment, panting and dripping with drool and sweat before pressing on. She heard the countdown hit 9 before she managed to push herself up in one last burst of strength. She huffed a few breaths through her parted lips before pursing them back into a focused scowl.

“Not… done yet.”

“Take your time. They all go down eventually,” Bruiser reacted indifferently.

Bruiser tossed a low hook at Bonker’s belly, but the smaller fighter zipped around it with ease. She retreated with a bounce to her step, eyes locked onto Bruiser’s. The huge goth grunted with annoyance but figured this worked out well for her reach advantage. She kept throwing long straights or ape-like swipes that she kept narrowly dodging around. When Bruiser went for a grab around her middle, Bonker bounded over it and leapt into a sharp uppercut. Bruiser grunted hard as she bucked backward, her head snapping along with the punch. Her one visible eye popped open in surprise. She wasn’t used to stooping so low to reach an opponent, and with Bonker forcing her to overextend her impressive reach, she was finally bending down enough for an actual clean hit to connect on her jaw. At least one without Bonker having to practically climb up the rest of her body to get there.

Bonker went wild from there, seeing she couldn’t hold back for long. She broke into a sprint, practically running circles around Bruiser as she kept sidestepping before spiking more blows into her sides and tits. Bruiser tried to grab her in a bearhug, but Bonker ducked under and popped back up with a machine gun barrage of blows to her boobs. The big muscular chest jiggled like mad, or at least as much as her powerful pecs allowed. It still disoriented the big Bruiser, making her swings more clumsy and desperate. That just let Bonker dive in longer and charge up bigger blows. She even threw a lunging straight into Bruiser’s abs hard enough to punch through the wall of muscle. She felt the tight gut loosen as the big goth goon let out a huge huff of air, actually backing off a couple steps as her health bar was slowly but steadily whittled down to only a bit of red.

“That’s it… you’re gonna make my try,” Bruiser growled with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

Her arms bulged again and she gave a huge loping swing, but Bonker ducked under it. She had to hastily duck again as Bruiser kept spinning, whirling in place with her dangerous-looking arms whipping around over and over. Bonker kept ducking just in time for her ears to whip from the wind or the grazing brush of the rock-hard muscles.

The whirlwind of a punch finally came to an end with Bruiser breathing heavily, her huge arms handing in exhaustion. She was built to hit hard and take hits, but her other weakness was her very low stamina. She didn’t usually need to take many swings in a row, so it gave the rare sight of the powerhouse slumping over and sweat sticking her emo bangs to half of her face. It was a beautiful sight to behold as far as the weakened Bonker was concerned. She leapt in and threw a hard hook across her face. The big black bun barely budged, but her head still snapped and her health still dropped. So Bonker kept the barrage going, knocking her weary head around. She was slow to shake off the Drained status and the series of headshots only added Rattled and Dazed to the list. She reeled in place when Bonker wound up, making her glove gleam with her stored up Super energy.

“Let me know how the weather is up there, jumbo!” Bonker declared before slamming a huge, glowing uppercut up between Bruiser’s boobs and into her chin.

With a dramatic crashing sound, even the huge brute was popped several feet into the air. Bonker leapt right up after her, defying most of physics with video game logic as she kept up the assault. She threw punch after upward punch, drilling into Bruiser’s solid abs to keep juggling her towards the ceiling. One glove finally dug in deep, making the seemingly unflappable goth’s eyes go wide. Bruiser gagged and spat out a big mouthful of spit at the final penetrating blow. She started to sink back down as Bonker balled her gloves together and slammed them down in an axehandle swing, sending Bruiser flying back down to the mats. It left a small pixely mist of sweat behind her that fell a moment later trying to catch up with her. The huge goth let out a startled, though still quiet wail as she rocketed at the ring and landed hard enough that the whole thing shook like it was about to fall apart. The ringposts held strong as Bruiser landed face down on the mats. The only motion on her was the occasional twitch of her cotton tail, her fidgeting ears, or her muscles tensing instinctively.

Bonker landed on her back, cushioning her fall with her own opponent. She sniffed and shook her damp hair away from her bruised cheek.

“SUPER KO! BONKER WINS!” the announcer declared.

Bonker sighed in relief, looking relaxed for the first time in the game. She sat down cross-legged on Bruiser’s broad back, wiping sweat from her brow in a moment of calm before she leapt back to her feet. She thrust a glove up into the air with a triumphant shout.

“I DID IT! Nobody better at pounding buns!” she laughed proudly.

The writers and Bonker showed no signs of understanding the double entendre. Bonker smiled proudly, posing with her fists on her hips as a glow appeared around her waist. The championship belt appeared around her, though she had to hurry to tug on it to keep it on since it was used to being on a much bigger boxer than the short slugger was. She smirked and flexed as her theme music played overhead and things finally faded to black.

Her closing cutscene played as Bonker was shown leaving the ring in one of the still art shots. She was a little banged up but smiling to herself with the belt over one shoulder as the text appeared below her.

“I finally did it. I followed in my mom’s footsteps and honored her memory.”

“I’ve defended the title for over a month now. At least nobody’ll think I’m just a runt who got lucky.”

There was a closeup of Bonker’s surprised expression as a shadow of another bunny fell over her.

“Well well… look who it is.”

“It can’t be…!”

A darker blue bunny was shown, older and curvier than Bonker. She had curly hair and a sweet demeanor, but an old scar on her cheek and a few nicks taken out of one ear that showed a rougher past. She was all smiles now as she threw out her arms, making her big chest bounce around as she trotted towards a gawking Bonker.

“I came as soon as I heard the news, baby! I’m so proud of you!”

“M-mom!? You didn’t have to come all this way…”

Bonker was grabbed in a massive hug, making a comically awkward frown as she was squeezed into her mother’s big tits.

“Oh, I’d do anything for my sweetie! In fact, you were so inspiring out there I thought I’d come out of retirement! I wonder if this old place still remembers the name Basher…”

“Mooooom!”

“Oh don’t you worry! I wouldn’t take that belt from you just like that! You hold onto it for a while and have your fun with your friends.”

“MOOOOM~!” she whined.

The goofy ending wrapped as more text flashed on the screen alongside a flexing, mature blue bunny.

“YOU’VE UNLOCKED BASHER!” it announced before the credits rolled, the title screen returned, and the player started to pick another character for the run…