MUSCLEGURLZ ACTION SHOW
by IRONMACK
PART THREE

WILMA fired a lethal  right cross----
which BETTY stopped by grabbing WILMA'S
fist in mid-thrust with her left hand,displaying
surprisingly cobra-like reflexes.
WILMA'S eyes widened in shock."W-WHA??"
BETTY began to squeeze,crushing WILMA'S
hand.
WILMA winced,then whimpered.
She was about to fire a left hook----
but BETTY beat her to the punch with a hard
and vicious right hook of her own deep into
WILMA'S gut.
WILMA bent forward,mouth opened,knees
buckled.
"W-What th' fuck?" she squeaked.
BETTY twisted WILMA'S right arm,making
her scream.
Then,she hammered WILMA'S face with pounding right jabs,again and
again---
AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN
AND AGAIN!
BETTY released her mother's arm and
fired a left hook to her tits,striking just
under the heart.
WILMA SCREAMED AGAIN!
Next came more powerful right jabs to the
face.
A LEFT CROSS.A RIGHT CROSS.
A LEFT.
A RIGHT.
A LEFT.
A RIGHT.
A left hook to the kidneys.
A right uppercut that snapped WILMA'S head back.
More thundering blows to the face.The body.
The tits.
BETTY had lost none of her strength.Her punches were like
sledgehammers,just like
mom.
More pounding and grinding of flesh.
Cutting blows to the face.
More body softening punches to the gut.
To the tits.
WILMA'S nose and mouth were gushing blood.
In desperation,WILMA fired back with punches
of her own,but BETTY powered through them,
returning fire.
They stood toe-to-toe,trading crushing blows
at rapid speed,splattering the floor with blood.
WILMA'S arrogant smirk was completely gone
now as she suddenly found herself fighting for 
her life,crying from the impact of her daughter's
tremendous punches.
At one point,WILMA connected with a rocking
left cross,making BETTY spit up blood.
BETTY responded with a thundering upper-
cut.
WILMA pounded a smashing left hook deep into BETTY'S kidney.
BETTY fired a left hook to WILMA'S tits.
WILMA responded with an uppercut.
BETTY hammered alternating lefts and 
rights to WILMA'S body.
WILMA missed with a right cross while BETTY
connected hard with a responding right cross,
ripping a trail of blood from WILMA'S mouth.
They were again trading punches back and
forth,toe-to-toe,on and on and on AND ON
AND ON---STAINING THE FLOOR WITH
MORE BLOOD,SHAKING THE WALLS!
There was fury in BETTY'S eyes while
WILMA'S eyes reflected fear.
THE BATTLE WENT ON AND ON---
END OF PART THREE