User: Musclestud

Musclestud vs Candie (Round 5)

I'm literally hanging on the corner for dear life during the one minute rest period. I can feel a great deal of blood loss but at least Candie's expert cleaning has cleared that problem up. Both my eyes are swelling though and my entire body is red and feels like it's been through a war zone! I've never even had a competitive fight, let alone gone through this hell before! Cindy meanwhile well she looks great! She's covered in sweat and her gloves have my blood on them but darn does she look great. She knows I know it too, as she points to the stain in trunks sustained during round 4 with a sneer. As soon as the bell rings I just fall out of the corner, still on my feet, barely able to get my gloves up.

Cindy circles her way out of the corner, strutting and preening. She actually does a full circle around me, checking my devastated but amazing physique like a piece of meat. "Great body muscleboy, it's been a long time since it took me five rounds. It's a pity you fight so soft"! To prove her point, Cindy struts over to ropes and simply lays back, her gloves lowered. She is clearly inviting me to go to work on her.

Barely able to head forward I stalk her, slowly firing off a left hook right to her side, then a right to her belly. Even I can feel the lack of power in my fists but Cindy merely smiles. "Nothing much left there huh muscleboy" she teases before gazing at me. "You want me to knock you out and end your suffering" she asks. "God yes" I reply, barely able to breath. Cindy merely struts over, placing a boxing glove right in my trunks to erect me, then steps back. She kisses her right bicep and then fires all the way back and WHAM the lights go out as her right crosses KO's me!

Candie dear I seem to be unable so how bout you right up the post-match stuff!

Musclestud (6'2 242 lbs.) vs. Cindy (5'2 170 lbs)

ROUND THREE

I spend the entire rest period flopping against my corner. I feel like I've gone 12 rounds with the heavyweight champion. While it's true I have much more wrestling experience than boxing experience I still have never fought anyone who gave me a good fight let alone this beating! I had thought my abs rock hard and punch proof but Cindy's fists have left them red, swollen and sore to the max! I can feel my right eye bruised and have a little vision problem. Basically I look how I feel, beat up and boxed all over the ring by this muscle girl! About the only part of my anatomy that feels strong and hard is downstairs, my erection visible through my trunks. Cindy meanwhile looks great, bouncing up and down in her corner, a light sheen of sweat covering her already flawless physique. She looks me up and down and a wicked grin crosses her face. "You ready for three more minutes of hell muscleboy" she teases me, blowing a kiss and then flexing her impressive biceps. And with that the bell rings.

Still sucking wind I step back, fists up, but starting to feel heavy. Cindy lazily raises her gloves and saunters out of the corner. She circles me, then steps in and actually pets my sore abs. "Candie told me you were punch proof muscleboy I guess you just needed a REAL woman to show you otherwise huh" she taunts. She steps back and points to her own rockhard midsection, raising an inviting eyebrow. I don't think twice and hammer a right-left combo to her midsection. She merely smiles at me and blows me a kiss. "You really have lost a step or two big boy, is it cause of THESE" she asks raising her fists. For the first time in my life I actually feel a bit intimidated but don't have much time to reflect as she counters with a whooshing right uppercut that smacks square into my abs and doubles me over. She backs off, giggling as I raise my fists again. It's like trying to battle a speed demon as her jab starts to land hard into my chin. Every time I swing back she's moved away or just brushes my hands away. I feel five, ten, hell twenty right jabs as she dances around the ring.

Finally I just can barely get my hands up. Cindy smiles at this and lets loose with a left haymaker that sends me careening back into the corner. I lay there and she stalks me, slamming a nasty right into my pecs, then hauling back and unloading a right uppercut to my jaw. I drop my fists, unable to defend myself as she goes to work, sending bomb after bomb into my unprotected face. I feel myself going black and then see her kiss her own gun before a merciless right cross nails home. The sight of her sexy muscled form is too much as I lose a load in my trunks just as the fist CRASHES into my jaw. I feel myself going black and hit the mat square on my back. I can feel Candie putting a count on me. Determination and desire fuel me as I start to haul myself up. I can hear 1..2..3..4...5..6...7..8..9 and FINALLY just manage to come to my feet, nearly out of it. And with that the bell rings!

Cindy struts right over to me and flexes her arms. "Nice job getting back up big boy, but next round you will wish you had stayed down".

Take it away Candie for Round Four

Musclestud (6’2, 242 lbs) vs. Cindy

My eyes open wide as Candie hits the mat. I can’t believe, Twiggy, this sorry excuse for a male knocked out Candie. Not Candie, who along with Musclegirlbrat used to give me all I could handle a few years ago. As I help her up I can’t help but look ashamed and dejected at this. My eyes wander however over to Cindy as I recall her matching me lift for lift (if not in weight) on the bench press.

“See anything you like big man” she asks with a wink. I merely grin and reply that her impressive physique is a lot to love. She grins back and asks me if I enjoyed the boxing match. “Not so much to be honest, I was hoping Candie would cream that wimp” I reply. “So you enjoy watching girls take it to boys then” she asks with a wicked grin. “It’s fun to watch” I answer honestly. “And fun to experience” she asks me, pursing her lips seductively as she looks up and down her own impressive arms before gazing back at me. “I wouldn’t know Cindy, there ain’t a woman alive who could knock me out” I reply, flexing my impressive chest to prove a point. She nods, petting the pecs. “Want to see if that’s true” she asks with a sly wink.
I nod, glad to finally have a woman brave enough to match me in the ring. Cindy looks ripped, amazing size and definition that put most women to shame, heck most men as well! But they don’t call me the stud for nothing and as I peel off my jeans to reveal black boxing trunks, I can hear both her and Candie’s sighs as I flex up my muscles and pose for both. Finally I change into my red gloves and step into the ring, allowing Cindy to change.

When she struts into the gym in red workout shorts and a matching top with black boxing gloves, it’s clear she has me and everyone else’s attention. She does her own posing routine with a form that matches mine with ease. I smile in anticipation as she steps into the ring. Candie agrees to ref as I smile, expecting a friendly match.

ROUND ONE

I circle with a huge grin as she looks deadly serious. As soon as there’s an opening I take it, firing off a fairly weak and playful punch to her abs. She smiles at the blow, but I am not smiling as her midsection felt like granite. Before I can even respond she lets loose with a right haymaker fast as lightning that crashes square into my jaw. I back up as Cindy smiles. “Gonna be a short match for you big boy” she taunts, coming in and firing off a left-right combo to my abs. This time it’s my turn to smile as I crunch my abs and deflect both punches with ease, though they did dent my armor a bit. I fire off a huge right cross in reply but she manages to dodge it and sends a stinging left into my kidney that backs me up further into the ropes. “Aww stud, don’t tell me you don’t actually know how to box” Cindy asks with a grin as she sends another left to my abs. Without anytime to tense the blow double me over a bit.

Instinctively I fire a right back that due to my height edge, smashes her square in the chest. She lets out a cry of pain as I come over concerned. But it’s obvious she is $%!@ED as she NAILS a left uppercut square into my chin. I see stars and back up dazed as Cindy is all over me. Fast lefts and rights strike my handsome face with vicious authority. I fire off a desperate punch to her abs but to the shock of the whole gym, Cindy just smiles at me. “Nice lovetap musclestud” she teases before sending a right hook square into my jaw. Glassy eyed I back into the ropes as she lets loose a haymaker into my jaw. I feel my legs wobbly as the bell rings, signaling the end of round one.

I stagger back to my corner, unsure what the heck just happened as Cindy looks so good. “That’s how you handle muscleboys” she tells Candie with a quip as I suck air.

Hey Candie since I took it hard in round one, how bout you writing round two for me?

Also what thread have her matches?

After watching Twiggy KO Candie (well sort of) Cindy is so excited she wants to actually put on the gloves and duke it out with me! What are her stats?