Post by RotFreiherr on Jun 3, 2021 1:08:33 GMT -6
Harumi Nemoto vs Yoko Matsugane
Revolution Boxing vs Front Street Japan
FCBA Record: 6-7, 6KO vs 3-4, 3KO
JMD Value: 32I vs 32F
The seventh match is here in Harumi Nemoto and Yoko Matsugane’s Best of Seven. No longer friends, they are major rivals now. The girls are both 3-3 and now it all goes down. Who comes out on top? Who is superior? Who will make the other bend?
Harumi arrives in a black bikini and red gloves. “Just look at our busts. You know who’s superior. This is a JMD match after all. If I win, you will see me in all my barren glory while I put Matsugane to sleep.”
Yoko arrives in red lingerie and black gloves. “Nemoto’s forty. She’s old and done. It’s time that I showed her that. You’ll see her sagginess once I lay her out.”
The match begins without further ado.
R1: Harumi displays her fire first and forces Yoko back with punches to the jugs, and follows up on that with a fist to the face. Yoko tries to fight back, but Harumi’s advantage has been cemented with early aggression, and it’s Yoko who finds herself weathering a storm.
“If forty’s old and done, then you’re close, Matsugane. Two years is not much,” says Harumi as she continues drilling her fists into Yoko. She opens her mouth to retort but before she can say anything, Harumi’s fist slams into her mouth, turning whatever she was about to say into a muffled cry. Now Yoko stops attacking and simply covers up, hoping that Harumi will wear herself out soon.
Joke’s on her, cause Harumi keeps hammering away at her until the round ends. Yoko only has two arms and three targets: tummy, chest, and head. She’s hurting by the time the bell rings.
R2: What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Yoko does not give Harumi a chance to continue dominating, and flips the metaphorical table on its head. She focuses on the bust which Nemoto is so proud of, determined to destroy her JMD pride. Harumi knows this, and tries to block, but Yoko never lets her. When Harumi’s arms protect her chest, Yoko hits her in the head. She’s determined to pay Harumi back for every defeat tenfold.
She does not let Harumi punch back at all in the second round, but Harumi is resilient and doesn’t falter. She soaks up the blows and remains standing despite all the punishment.
“You’re weak. Getting senile?” taunts Harumi, wincing from the pain. The bell rings before Yoko can continue punishing her.
R3: The short break between the rounds allows Harumi to recover from the beating she received, and the two are nearly equal. Yoko continues smashing Harumi’s boobs while Harumi attacks her head. Harumi’s boobs are huge targets at I cups, while Yoko’s head is smaller, and she only has one head compared to two jugs. The head can also move of its own volition, unlike the rack, and thus Yoko comes out on top, even if only by a little. Harumi’s punches sometimes slip by her head while only her attacks rarely miss. Harumi’s chest is red and swollen not long after, and the pain shows on her face. Invigorated by this, Yoko continues punishing her rack, deriving joy from this even though she knows it won’t win her the match by itself.
R4: Even if rack-punching won’t win her the match by itself, it helps a lot. Harumi walks into the fourth round wary of Yoko’s antics, and covers up her chest. At first, Yoko seems like she will go for the chest again, but after a few tentative punches, she slams an uppercut into Harumi’s chin, which catches her off guard and knocks her down onto her arse.
Harumi tries to push herself up, but stumbles and falls back down, and clutches at her chest as her rack bounces from her stumble. Even with the support of her bra, Yoko’s worked them over enough that every movement hurts. Just breathing hurts her jugs.
“Three!”
“Ready to give up yet?”, smiles Yoko. She gives her own jugs a shake. Harumi carefully maneuvers herself to all fours, watchful not to move her chest anymore than need be.
“Of course not. I’m not losing to inferiority.”
“Five!”
Harumi gets to one knee, and looks down at her jugs. Yoko, her former friend and now enemy, has always resented Harumi for her bust size, and it shows. There’d be bruises for a week at the very least.
She finishes rising and shakes her head as the ref shouts “Seven!”.
Can’t let her hit me anymore, thinks Harumi. For the rest of the round, she walls up carefully, and blocks every blow, retaliating whenever she can.
R5: Harumi keeps Yoko at bay with her speed - their range is nearly the same - allowing her to block and punch. The rhythm allows her to hit and recover, it’s methodical, and the crowd hates it, but it’s effective. Yoko expends energy getting nowhere and Harumi slowly wears her down. By the end of the round, nothing has changed, and the crowd is falling asleep.
R6: Exhausting Yoko in the last round makes her arms droop as the sixth round begins, and the crowd is roused from their stupor as Harumi’s jab sails over Yoko’s guard, slamming into her nose and sending Matsugane to the ropes.
“What is paid is paid back in kind. You’re going home bruised.” Harumi swats aside Yoko’s arms and starts hammering away at her chest. Though Yoko tries to hit back to force Harumi off of her, Harumi keeps blasting away. Japan has a saying: Good medicine tastes bitter, and she now knows how bitter her own medicine tastes.
Well, dammit. I haven’t destroyed her enough, thinks Yoko. Her position now will not let her dish out destruction, so she simply walls up and tries to look like easy prey until the end of the round.
R7: Harumi saunters into round seven, looking to finish off her rival, but is instead surprised with a punch to the stomach. The surprise allows Yoko to take control of the round and it’s Harumi on the defensive, trying to stave off attacks to the body. Her legs begin to falter under the assault, and she starts worrying if she’s going to lose.
My mind is there, but my body is not. Thankfully for her, Yoko also seems to be tiring as her punches are no longer hitting as hard, and her guard is more open than it was. Harumi throws herself behind every punch and counter-punch, hoping to finish Yoko off before she falls herself.
Noticing that Harumi is no longer defending as well, she punches with more strength and less precision, which does less damage but wards off Harumi, who turns to focus more on not getting knocked down and less on knocking Yoko down. With this, Yoko manages to back her to the ropes, and nearly sends her down with a hook to the head, but she catches herself on the ropes and bounces back into a return punch. A benefit of getting backed to the ropes.
Darn it! She didn’t go down, and that was everything I had, thinks Yoko. Fortunately, the round comes to a close soon after and she is able to recover.
R8: Harumi may have taken more punishment, but she has more remaining energy than Yoko, and the punishment she’s taken doesn’t matter if Yoko can’t heap on any more. More remaining energy is relative, though, and it’s clear from the labored breaths and sweat coating their bodies that the girls don’t have much left. Still, the little bit of energy Harumi has allows her to outmaneuver Yoko and slam a combo into her chest. Yoko instinctively covers up, and that allows Harumi to sink a punch into her belly.
Yoko bends over, and that makes Harumi’s follow-up sail past her head, and that gives her time to wall up and not lose. Still, though, she is exhausted, and her best hope now is to take Harumi to a decision.
R9: Coming into round nine, Harumi knows that she’s almost done, and Yoko has to be close. Her punches and Yoko’s no longer carry the power they did. If the match goes to round ten, she might lose, and a Best of Seven isn’t named “career-ender” for nothing. Yoko seems to know this too - they were once friends, and friends think alike - so she walls up and hopes to take Harumi to a decision.
Harumi decides she’s not letting that happen, on her pride as a JMD star. First-rate models like her win by knockouts. Thankfully, Yoko isn’t even trying to knock her down anymore, just defending and trying to take her to a decision. That allows her free reign to punch at Yoko with all of her remaining strength, for she figures that if she doesn’t win it this round, it’s over. Yoko soaks up most of them, and by the third minute, Harumi’s punches have not gotten through. It looks like the match may go to round ten or a decision.
But a few seconds before the bell rings, one of Harumi’s uppercuts gets through Yoko’s guard, smashing into her left breast, freeing it from her bra before thundering into her chin. Yoko falls onto her back and lies there, chest heaving, too tired to get up. The ref counts her out and raises Harumi’s hand in victory.
Winner: Harumi Nemoto via KO9!
Post-Match: Harumi, true to her word, removes her bikini top and flashes her barren glory to her fans in the crowd. Though they may be red and swollen from the beating they took, they are still a sight to behold. She then tears off Yoko’s bikini top, and stomps on her rival’s JMD pride to establish dominance and to make her aware of what’s coming next.
Finally, the long-awaited breast smother.
She forces Yoko’s head between her boobs, where it completely disappears. Their sheer size is amazing; just one is larger than Yoko’s head(or her own, for that matter), and perfectly soft for a smother.
“Despite your best efforts, these beat yours. Admit their superiority!”
Yoko nods weakly, too tired to resist. Soon, she is out, and Harumi emerges as the proud winner of a Best of Seven after a long and hard-fought battle.
Revolution Boxing vs Front Street Japan
FCBA Record: 6-7, 6KO vs 3-4, 3KO
JMD Value: 32I vs 32F
The seventh match is here in Harumi Nemoto and Yoko Matsugane’s Best of Seven. No longer friends, they are major rivals now. The girls are both 3-3 and now it all goes down. Who comes out on top? Who is superior? Who will make the other bend?
Harumi arrives in a black bikini and red gloves. “Just look at our busts. You know who’s superior. This is a JMD match after all. If I win, you will see me in all my barren glory while I put Matsugane to sleep.”
Yoko arrives in red lingerie and black gloves. “Nemoto’s forty. She’s old and done. It’s time that I showed her that. You’ll see her sagginess once I lay her out.”
The match begins without further ado.
R1: Harumi displays her fire first and forces Yoko back with punches to the jugs, and follows up on that with a fist to the face. Yoko tries to fight back, but Harumi’s advantage has been cemented with early aggression, and it’s Yoko who finds herself weathering a storm.
“If forty’s old and done, then you’re close, Matsugane. Two years is not much,” says Harumi as she continues drilling her fists into Yoko. She opens her mouth to retort but before she can say anything, Harumi’s fist slams into her mouth, turning whatever she was about to say into a muffled cry. Now Yoko stops attacking and simply covers up, hoping that Harumi will wear herself out soon.
Joke’s on her, cause Harumi keeps hammering away at her until the round ends. Yoko only has two arms and three targets: tummy, chest, and head. She’s hurting by the time the bell rings.
R2: What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Yoko does not give Harumi a chance to continue dominating, and flips the metaphorical table on its head. She focuses on the bust which Nemoto is so proud of, determined to destroy her JMD pride. Harumi knows this, and tries to block, but Yoko never lets her. When Harumi’s arms protect her chest, Yoko hits her in the head. She’s determined to pay Harumi back for every defeat tenfold.
She does not let Harumi punch back at all in the second round, but Harumi is resilient and doesn’t falter. She soaks up the blows and remains standing despite all the punishment.
“You’re weak. Getting senile?” taunts Harumi, wincing from the pain. The bell rings before Yoko can continue punishing her.
R3: The short break between the rounds allows Harumi to recover from the beating she received, and the two are nearly equal. Yoko continues smashing Harumi’s boobs while Harumi attacks her head. Harumi’s boobs are huge targets at I cups, while Yoko’s head is smaller, and she only has one head compared to two jugs. The head can also move of its own volition, unlike the rack, and thus Yoko comes out on top, even if only by a little. Harumi’s punches sometimes slip by her head while only her attacks rarely miss. Harumi’s chest is red and swollen not long after, and the pain shows on her face. Invigorated by this, Yoko continues punishing her rack, deriving joy from this even though she knows it won’t win her the match by itself.
R4: Even if rack-punching won’t win her the match by itself, it helps a lot. Harumi walks into the fourth round wary of Yoko’s antics, and covers up her chest. At first, Yoko seems like she will go for the chest again, but after a few tentative punches, she slams an uppercut into Harumi’s chin, which catches her off guard and knocks her down onto her arse.
Harumi tries to push herself up, but stumbles and falls back down, and clutches at her chest as her rack bounces from her stumble. Even with the support of her bra, Yoko’s worked them over enough that every movement hurts. Just breathing hurts her jugs.
“Three!”
“Ready to give up yet?”, smiles Yoko. She gives her own jugs a shake. Harumi carefully maneuvers herself to all fours, watchful not to move her chest anymore than need be.
“Of course not. I’m not losing to inferiority.”
“Five!”
Harumi gets to one knee, and looks down at her jugs. Yoko, her former friend and now enemy, has always resented Harumi for her bust size, and it shows. There’d be bruises for a week at the very least.
She finishes rising and shakes her head as the ref shouts “Seven!”.
Can’t let her hit me anymore, thinks Harumi. For the rest of the round, she walls up carefully, and blocks every blow, retaliating whenever she can.
R5: Harumi keeps Yoko at bay with her speed - their range is nearly the same - allowing her to block and punch. The rhythm allows her to hit and recover, it’s methodical, and the crowd hates it, but it’s effective. Yoko expends energy getting nowhere and Harumi slowly wears her down. By the end of the round, nothing has changed, and the crowd is falling asleep.
R6: Exhausting Yoko in the last round makes her arms droop as the sixth round begins, and the crowd is roused from their stupor as Harumi’s jab sails over Yoko’s guard, slamming into her nose and sending Matsugane to the ropes.
“What is paid is paid back in kind. You’re going home bruised.” Harumi swats aside Yoko’s arms and starts hammering away at her chest. Though Yoko tries to hit back to force Harumi off of her, Harumi keeps blasting away. Japan has a saying: Good medicine tastes bitter, and she now knows how bitter her own medicine tastes.
Well, dammit. I haven’t destroyed her enough, thinks Yoko. Her position now will not let her dish out destruction, so she simply walls up and tries to look like easy prey until the end of the round.
R7: Harumi saunters into round seven, looking to finish off her rival, but is instead surprised with a punch to the stomach. The surprise allows Yoko to take control of the round and it’s Harumi on the defensive, trying to stave off attacks to the body. Her legs begin to falter under the assault, and she starts worrying if she’s going to lose.
My mind is there, but my body is not. Thankfully for her, Yoko also seems to be tiring as her punches are no longer hitting as hard, and her guard is more open than it was. Harumi throws herself behind every punch and counter-punch, hoping to finish Yoko off before she falls herself.
Noticing that Harumi is no longer defending as well, she punches with more strength and less precision, which does less damage but wards off Harumi, who turns to focus more on not getting knocked down and less on knocking Yoko down. With this, Yoko manages to back her to the ropes, and nearly sends her down with a hook to the head, but she catches herself on the ropes and bounces back into a return punch. A benefit of getting backed to the ropes.
Darn it! She didn’t go down, and that was everything I had, thinks Yoko. Fortunately, the round comes to a close soon after and she is able to recover.
R8: Harumi may have taken more punishment, but she has more remaining energy than Yoko, and the punishment she’s taken doesn’t matter if Yoko can’t heap on any more. More remaining energy is relative, though, and it’s clear from the labored breaths and sweat coating their bodies that the girls don’t have much left. Still, the little bit of energy Harumi has allows her to outmaneuver Yoko and slam a combo into her chest. Yoko instinctively covers up, and that allows Harumi to sink a punch into her belly.
Yoko bends over, and that makes Harumi’s follow-up sail past her head, and that gives her time to wall up and not lose. Still, though, she is exhausted, and her best hope now is to take Harumi to a decision.
R9: Coming into round nine, Harumi knows that she’s almost done, and Yoko has to be close. Her punches and Yoko’s no longer carry the power they did. If the match goes to round ten, she might lose, and a Best of Seven isn’t named “career-ender” for nothing. Yoko seems to know this too - they were once friends, and friends think alike - so she walls up and hopes to take Harumi to a decision.
Harumi decides she’s not letting that happen, on her pride as a JMD star. First-rate models like her win by knockouts. Thankfully, Yoko isn’t even trying to knock her down anymore, just defending and trying to take her to a decision. That allows her free reign to punch at Yoko with all of her remaining strength, for she figures that if she doesn’t win it this round, it’s over. Yoko soaks up most of them, and by the third minute, Harumi’s punches have not gotten through. It looks like the match may go to round ten or a decision.
But a few seconds before the bell rings, one of Harumi’s uppercuts gets through Yoko’s guard, smashing into her left breast, freeing it from her bra before thundering into her chin. Yoko falls onto her back and lies there, chest heaving, too tired to get up. The ref counts her out and raises Harumi’s hand in victory.
Winner: Harumi Nemoto via KO9!
Post-Match: Harumi, true to her word, removes her bikini top and flashes her barren glory to her fans in the crowd. Though they may be red and swollen from the beating they took, they are still a sight to behold. She then tears off Yoko’s bikini top, and stomps on her rival’s JMD pride to establish dominance and to make her aware of what’s coming next.
Finally, the long-awaited breast smother.
She forces Yoko’s head between her boobs, where it completely disappears. Their sheer size is amazing; just one is larger than Yoko’s head(or her own, for that matter), and perfectly soft for a smother.
“Despite your best efforts, these beat yours. Admit their superiority!”
Yoko nods weakly, too tired to resist. Soon, she is out, and Harumi emerges as the proud winner of a Best of Seven after a long and hard-fought battle.