Ryu vs. Kanna
by Jdean72000@yahoo.com
The big, muscular male street fighter is physically and sexually dominated in a fight by a smaller, younger woman.


Ryu felt a tap on his shoulder.

He turned around to see Kanna standing just a few feet in front of him, right
there in the men's locker room. He was startled to see her wearing just a
skimpy bikini top and a skirt that looked like she made it herself. Ryu forced
himself to maintain eye contact.

"Kanna, what are you doing in here? You should not be in here," Ryu said
sternly to the young woman.

"Oh, Ryu, please," Kanna said with a giggle. "We both know Guile and Cammy are
always fooling around together in each other's locker rooms. Besides, I just
have a quick question."

Ryu did not like it when people broke the rules but he figured Kanna was
relatively new to their gym, maybe a bit naive, and therefore he channeled
some patience for her.

"Okay," Kanna started, sensing Ryu's silence meant to get on with it. "I was
hoping you and I could have a little match together? I'd love to practice what
I'm learning with you."

"Kanna," Ryu said sternly (Ryu said everything sternly). "I do not think that
is a good idea. I'm much bigger and stronger and have much more experience
than you. You should train with someone more on your level." Ryu thought this
would be obvious, seeing as Kanna was eye-level with his chest, a chest that
happened to be bare as Ryu had only just finished putting on his gi pants and
had not yet put on his jacket before Kanna came in. His muscular body easily
towered over the smaller woman. He assumed someone like her would be
intimidated by it.

"Okay, I get it," Kanna said, anticipating his rejection. "But I could learn
so much more from you than someone at my level. Plus I really look up to you
and I think it would be really helpful."

Ryu hesitated.

"Pleeeaaaase?" Kanna asked, folding her hands under her chin and batting her
eyelashes at the handsome man.

"Okay," Ryu sighed. "But we're going to take it easy and just go over some
basics."

"Oh, Ryu, you're the best!" Kanna cheered, jumping up with glee.

"You are going to change, are you not?" he asked.

"Of course I am, silly! Let's go!" She grabbed his hand and led him out of the
locker room into the gym. Ryu felt himself going along. A small voice in the
back of his brain was reminding him that he was shirtless but he felt unable
to break free. He normally had perfect self-control and yet there was
something about this woman who seemed so confident at taking charge, he felt
like he had to go along.

Before he knew it, they were standing in the middle of the elevated wrestling
ring in the large, spacious gym. Ryu was very familiar with the four corner
posts and 3 levels of rope running around the edges.

Kanna finally let go of his hand as they faced each other in the center of the
ring.

"I thought you said you were going to change," Ryu said, his arms folded over
his chest, making his thick arms and bulbous pecs look even more intimidating.
He did not approve of her outfit.

"Oh yeah! Thanks for reminding me," Kanna said.

She undid her skirt at her hip, releasing it completely before tossing it out
of the ring. Underneath she was wearing only the tiniest bikini bottom Ryu had
ever seen.

Kanna stood there, one hip jutted to the side, hands on hips. Her thick dark
hair cascaded down her shoulders. Her smooth, creamy skin seemed to almost
glow from within. Her long, curvy legs seemed to go on forever. And her bikini
top could barely contain her full, firm breasts. Her large green eyes just
stared at him while her soft, full lips were smiling in anticipation.

"That's...not appropriate," Ryu said. He had faced plenty of beautiful women
in the ring before, many not completely covered up. But this was the skimpiest
outfit anyone had ever worn for a match. He could feel himself, despite all
his efforts, getting hard. He was thankful he wore his tight-fitting briefs
but he didn't dare look down to make sure they weren't bulging his pants out.
He prided himself at having the utmost control over his sexual urges. He never
even masturbated, preferring instead to direct that sexual energy back into
himself and use it as fuel for his fights.

"Oh, Ryu, relax. You're so old-school," Kanna said with a dismissive wave of
her hand.

"I do not think you should be fighting anyone...like that," Ryu said, still
using every ounce of energy to keep his eyes locked on hers and not look down.
But his peripheral vision still showed him everything his cock needed to see
to respond, and it was now almost as thick as possible, snaking toward his
hip, stretching the briefs' material away from his body. Since he had never
gotten an erection in his fighting briefs before, he wasn't prepared for the
possibility that they weren't big enough to contain his large tool. But again,
he wasn't going to acknowledge what was happening at all. That wouldn't be
appropriate.

"It's fine. This is just a light sparring match, remember?" Kanna said,
holding up her fists. "Do you want to get started or what?"

Ryu sighed again. He was aware that this sexy young woman had now overwhelmed
his self-control twice, first when she led him out of the locker room, and now
when the mere sight of her body sent his male hormones into overdrive. He did
not like this effect she had on him. And yet ...

...he held up his fists to assume his starting position. He couldn't say no to
her. He saw Kanna's eyes widen with glee.

But Kanna was already excited. She wasn't quite honest in the locker room.
Yes, Ryu was one of the best fighters and she could learn a lot from him, but
really, she also had a huge crush on him. Ever since she first saw him,
fighting in the ring, she was smitten. His handsome face with its adorably
serious expression, his manly beard and, since in that particular fight he was
wearing nothing more than skimpy athletic shorts, his powerfully masculine
body all made her insides melt. Bulging biceps led up to heavy shoulders that
seemed impossibly wide even though his torso then tapered down to a trim
waist. The two big slabs of his pecs hung over his muscled abs that seemed
carved out of rock. His massive thighs seemed to be bursting out of his shorts
that barely covered his muscular bubble butt and the impressively large bulge
that swayed back and forth with every step.

She didn't know what it was, but something about Ryu made Kanna want to
dominate him. As she was growing into her confidence as a young woman and
fighter, she was enjoying sparring with guys, especially when she won. And Ryu
was the perfect specimen of male strength, power and beauty. She had to
conquer him.

And despite her opponent's tight underwear and loose pants, she knew the
effect she was having on him. She could read any man like a book and Ryu was
no different. She was secretly thrilled that she already was manipulating his
powerful male body and she hadn't even lifted a finger yet.

But it was time to do just that.

She was in her fighting stance, fists up, feet apart, body slightly angled
away from her opponent.

Ryu did just about the same. The 6'1", muscle-bound male faced off against the
5'6", slender yet toned female.

After a brief moment of the two fighters staring into each other's eyes, Ryu
flung himself at his opponent, his fists firing straight ahead at every
conceivable angle and yet Kanna dodged and ducked with ease until she was able
to finally strike back, the side of her palm stabbing into the side of his
thick neck.

Ryu stumbled back a few paces, holding the injured area. He looked stunned.

"Nice work," he said with a frown.

"Thanks, cutie...I mean...uh...thanks," Kanna said, thrilled that she already
got Ryu once while hadn't.

They both assumed their fighting stances and basically repeated themselves,
only this time Ryu also threw in a few kicks. He chased his opponent around
the ring while she calmly hopped around on her tiptoes, ducking and weaving as
his muscular limbs just barely missed her. Ryu had to remind himself to not
glance down at her swaying breasts for even the slightest second. But his
self-control didn't matter. Finally Kanna saw her opening and her foot flew
into Ryu's chiseled abs.

"Oof!" He grunted, doubling over. Even with his strong stomach muscles, he was
unprepared for how much damage Kanna's thin limbs could do.

It wasn't until this played out for a third time - Ryu trying even harder to
no avail, while Kanna stabbed his face with her fist - that Ryu realized he
was already sweating and Kanna looked fresh as a daisy.

"My, my, Ryu," Kanna said, her eyes running up and down his muscled-up torso.
"All your muscles are glistening in the light."

Ryu didn't know how to react like that. He wasn't used to being objectified,
especially in the middle of a fight. But he thought her flirting was
disrespectful to the art of fighting that they were lucky enough to practice.
That, combined with his frustration of his smaller, less experienced female
opponent easily beating him so far, propelled an impulsive decision to put
this girl in her place.

He brought his hands back to one side of his body and focused his energy until
they started glowing blue.

Kanna, immediately knowing that he was about to throw a fireball right at her,
took 2 long leaps toward him, spun 360 degrees while squatting and lashed her
leg out, slicing it right into Ryu's ankles.

"Ha-DO-oof!" The stunned male's normal fireball chant was interrupted as his
body began to fly backwards just as his arms extended, the fireball erupting
from his hands. Only instead of flying across the ring it flew straight up.

As Ryu crashed on his back, winded, he and Kanna both looked up to see the
streaming blue ball of energy crash through the gym's ceiling, sending chunks
of debris crashing to the floor next to the ring.

No one had ever countered Ryu's fireball like that. He looked up at the hole
in the ceiling, with the sunlight now streaming through, and was too
distracted to notice his opponent.

Kanna, however, learned from her training to never get distracted. Not even
when you just caused a hole in your gym's ceiling. She looked down at Ryu's
body splayed out and realized it was time to execute the next step of her
plan. In a brief instant, she bent over, grabbed Ryu's pants at the waistband
and quickly hauled them off his legs and over his bare feet until they were
bunched up in her hands.

Ryu tried to grab them but he was much too slow and was shocked to feel that
his legs were now completely bare. He looked down past his massive pecs and
rippling abs to see the big pouch of his briefs bulging up into the air. He
was grateful his erection had retreated during the course of their fight but
was furious at his opponent's insolence. He looked up and noticed he wasn't
the only one staring at his bulge. Kanna looked hypnotized by it.

He immediately leapt onto his feet. Kanna just stood there, beaming with
pride, one hand resting on her cocked hip, the other holding up his pants like
a trophy.

"Kanna, give me back my pants at once or I'll-"

Before the angry male could even finish his sentence, Kanna threw his pants
out of the ring where they collapsed into a pile on the floor.

Not only that, but the sound of the exploding ceiling caused the other street
fighters who had been working out in other rooms to come over and see what the
commotion was all about.

Guile, Ken, Dahlsim, Chun-Li and Cammy were stunned at what they found. Ryu
and Kanna were fighting, with his tall, powerfully masculine body towering
over her smaller, provocatively feminine body. She was clad in the tiniest
bikini possible and looked happy and confident.

Ryu, meanwhile, was clad only in a small pair of tight white briefs with a
black waistband which was not his usual sparring attire. He looked furious.
The crowd could not believe it. They all knew Ryu. There was no way he was
choosing to fight like that. The young woman must have actually managed to
strip the flustered hunk!

Chun-Li and Cammy, the only two other women there and Kanna's mentors, were
thrilled that it looked as if Kanna was handling herself quite well. Guile and
Ken, meanwhile, were chuckling to each other about how their ever-so-serious
buddy was getting humiliated by such an innocent-looking girl. Dahlsim just
took everything in, accepting the scene for what it was.

"There, now isn't that better?" Kanna asked as her eyes once again traveled up
and down Ryu's nearly naked body. He was not one to normally feel
self-conscious but he had also never been stripped down to his briefs in a
fight before. Ever since Kanna had led him out of the locker room by the hand
he had felt off, unlike himself. He knew he normally would have the skills and
reflexes to prevent this from happening. What was she doing to him?

"Kanna, that is not funny," Ryu said, trying to regain his composure. "Go get
my pants."

"I'm helping you out, big guy," Kanna said with a smirk. "I think those pants
were getting in the way which is why you haven't touched me once and I've hit
that studly body of yours over and over!"

"Kanna-"

"And I've seen you sparring with other guys in tiny little shorts. I know you
don't mind showing off all those big, hard, manly muscles of yours."

"Kanna, I'm warning you," Ryu said, clearly getting more enraged, his pecs
heaving up and down as the anger built inside him. His whole body was tense.

"Or you'll what?" Kanna asked with mock innocence.

That was it. Ryu had dealt with disrespectful opponents before, but those were
experienced, deadly fighters like M. Bison or Balrog who had earned the right
to feel confident. Kanna, however, was not showing Ryu the appropriate amount
of respect he felt he deserved. Seeing her there, batting her eyelashes at him
as if challenging him after she had just stripped him almost naked, was too
much.

Ryu did something he had never done before.

Ryu lost control.

He charged at her, his bare feet slapping against the mat, his mighty body
pumping him straight at his opponent, his large bulge flopping to either side
as his beefy thighs propelled him faster and faster.

The crowd collectively gasped as they saw a furious Ryu charge his much
smaller opponent.

Ryu pulled his fist down and with one giant leap, landed right in front of
Kanna to launch himself upwards and smack her with his flying uppercut.

Only Kanna saw it coming - literally - and at the last second flung her upper
body backwards.

Ryu completely missed his opponent as his mighty thighs propelled him high
into the air, his fist stretching up above him. It wasn't until his body had
no choice but to now descend that the onlookers were amazed at Kanna's
counter-attack.

The young woman planted one foot on the ground and stretched her other foot
straight up in the air, doing a vertical split with her legs. She had
perfectly positioned herself so that as Ryu fell back down, her foot went
right up between his legs.

Once again the crowd gasped as Ryu's fat bulge landed right on the bottom of
Kanna's upside-down bare foot. His big balls and thick cock were flattened
between the sole of her foot and his own body.

"Aaaaaargh!" Ryu's head flung back as he screamed in pain while his hands flew
to his aching groin.

Kanna kept him balanced there, loving the feeling of his squishy male parts
against the bottom of her foot and toes. The spectators were amazed at the
woman's control as she kept Ryu's body suspended in the air, every muscle in
his body bunched up in pain, her face looking completely calm and focused.

Kanna, confident she had proved her point, finally swiveled her leg down and
Ryu flew off, slamming down onto the mat on his back. Even though it knocked
the wind out of him, he slowly rolled onto his stomach, his hands still
clutching his balls as pain shot through his body like lightning bolts. He was
groaning, his face scrunched up in agony.

The crowd had the perfect view right between Ryu's legs and could see his
fingers wrapped around his nuts.

Kanna slowly walked over to her fallen opponent, jumped and slammed her perky
ass down on Ryu's lower back. His whole body jackknifed as he yelped in pain.

She planted her feet in-between his thighs.

"Now Ryu," she said as she began to gently caress his muscular ass. "I hope
you learned your lesson that you must not lose control like that. Especially
because we agreed this wouldn't be a full-out fight, right? So you using your
special moves against little ol' me wasn't very fair of you, was it?"

Ryu groaned. "You...smashed...my...testicles ... " he muttered.

"Yes, but that was only AFTER your second special move against me. I have to
defend myself, don't I? You were the one who escalated the fight. I was just
trying to meet you at your level."

Kanna was groping Ryu's ass harder now, kneading her fingers into the flesh.
She could feel herself starting to get wet.

"I think I need to punish you for your disrespect," she said as if scolding a
child.

Ryu groaned again, shocked that she could possibly think HE was the one being
disrespectful. But he didn't have time to correct her as he felt a hard sting
against one of his buttcheeks.

She spanked him!

And she did it again, the palms of her small hands slapping down against his
beefy buttocks. He reflexively tried to close his legs - not that that would
really help - but her feet between his thighs prevented him from doing so.

He tried to push himself up but Kanna quickly pressed herself off his body and
slammed her ass back down on his already damaged back. With the weight of her
body on him, his hands were trapped under his own body at his crotch. So he
was totally helpless as the girl spanked him over and over, each buttcheek
quivering with the impact. His legs occasionally flopping up as the pain
ricocheted through his body.

"Damn," Guile said, impressed with the girl's moxie.

"You got that right," Ken agreed.

"Most impressive," Dahlsim observed.

None of the three men knew how much the others were getting turned on at the
sight of the smaller woman so easily dominating their muscle-bound friend. It
didn't hurt that Kanna's breasts swayed side to side each time she raised one
hand before slapping it down on Ryu's ass, not to mention her spread legs and
the tiniest patch of material covering her crotch. The men were hypnotized.

But Cammy and Chun-Li were well aware of what was happening to the men. They
could see the front of Guile's camo pants and Ken's red gi pants were tented
out at the crotch from the men's erections. Even Dahlsim's cock - with the
same ability to stretch out as his limbs - had snaked itself all the way
around his waist until the head reached the the base of his shaft cock again,
the outline visible through his baggy yellow shorts.

The two women just looked at each other and giggled. They were both also
getting turned on as well, even though it was much less obvious.

Kanna finally stopped, her own hands stinging from all the blows.

"Whew! I think that's enough of that!" she said, getting up and shaking out
her hands.

Ryu just groaned as he slowly started to move his body again. Kanna, seeing
that Ryu was clearly too damaged to do anything, relaxed against the ropes,
her arms hooked over the top one, her breasts thrusting out.

Ryu turned himself around and started crawling toward the onlookers as that
was also in the direction of the locker room. Kanna realized he was trying to
leave! Ryu figured she would know they'd have to stop fighting as he would
need time to recover from her low blow.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," she said as she slowly followed the beaten man. "Where do you
think you're going? We're not done yet, you sexy stud.'

Knowing that she was fully in control, Kanna didn't hesitate to escalate the
sexual nature of her flirting.

Ryu thought it best to ignore it, as he knew she wouldn't stop even if he told
her to. He tried to avoid looking at his fellow fighters as he finally reached
the ropes in front of them. He grabbed the bottom rope and got onto his knees,
his aching body screaming in pain with almost every movement.

"Here, let me help you," Kanna said cheerfully.

That's when Ryu felt the lightest caresses glide over the soft pouch of his
briefs that was hanging between his legs. He tucked his head down to look back
at his own crotch only to see Kanna's fingers slowly wrapping around his
balls. In his dazed condition, his reflexes were too slow to close his thighs
but it was too late anyway. In the very next instant, the gentle caress of her
palm and fingers cupping his bulge turned into a tight vice, grabbing his fat
baby-makers in a steel grip.

"Aaaargh!" Ryu screamed, throwing his head back in pain, every muscle now
tense and flexed. His balls already felt like they were on fire and now she
was making it worse!

"Up you go!" Kanna announced to the whole room. She grabbed his hair and, with
her other hand still gripping his balls and pulling them back between his
beefy thighs, she started pulling upward. Ryu had no choice but to go along as
he grunted and whimpered, using the ropes to climb up until he was standing,
clinging to the top rope for dear life as his whole body was still tense with
pain and wanted nothing more than to collapse.

"Atta boy!" Kanna said, finally releasing his balls. Ryu audibly exhaled from
the relief but soon felt her hands on either side of his hips, grabbing the
waistband of his briefs.

"No ... " he muttered, but it was too late.

Kanna yanked them down to his feet. His long, thick cock and big, heavy balls
flopped out and shuddered against his thighs.

The crowd, yet again, gasped, both from the sight of Ryu's massive man meat
and at Kanna's audacity in fully stripping him.

Ryu was mortified at this completely inappropriate humiliation, furious at his
opponent's boldness, and also way too dizzy and sore to bend down and pull his
briefs back up. He couldn't believe his own genitals were now free and
exposed, gently swinging side to side as his whole body swayed with the effort
to keep himself upright. Every time his tender balls brushed against his
massive thighs, he winced in pain.

"Wait-" Guile said as he approached the ring.

"Stop!" Chun-Li said, holding out her hand as she took a step toward him.
"This is between the two of them. Ryu doesn't need our help. And if he does,
he can ask for it."

Kanna peeked out from behind Ryu's massive body to make eye contact with
Chun-Li. They both smiled at each other.

"Okay, big guy," Kann said, grabbing Ryu's hair and forcing his body between
the top and middle ropes. "Let's show everyone what you got!"

She reached over the top rope, grabbed his hair again and yanked his head up
and back toward her. His whole torso was now stretched out, arching backward
over the top rope with his hips thrust forward. HIs cock and balls wiggled
again from the momentum as they now were right in everyone's faces.

Kanna continued to bend Ryu's head back until she wrapped one thin arm around
his neck, securing him in place.

"Gnnnnnnnngh!" Ryu groaned in pain as it felt as if his spine might snap. The
rest of his body was too exhausted and damaged to fight back. He tried to
raise his arms to resist or pull her off of him but he was too dazed to make
them cooperate.

But Kanna didn't care about his spine or his arms. She slapped her free hand
down on one of his meaty pecs and clawed at it.

"Damn, Ryu," she said as she ogled his upper body. "I've always thought you
were so hot! I can't believe I've actually got you under my control so I can
enjoy every inch of you!"

Her hand began to travel all around, roaming over his pecs, pinching and
twisting his perky nippes, pawing at the deep grooves of his bulbous abs and
then back up to cup his pecs. The sweat slicking his body made it easier to
slip and slide her hand over his masculine body.

Ryu tried to squirm out of her grip but Kanna had him securely locked into
place. She had somehow managed to sap him of his considerable male strength.
He felt his muscles going slack and his thighs quivering with the effort to
keep himself on his feet.

Yet one part of his body was not going limp. As Kanna groped him, Ryu's cock
awakened, filling and swelling until it arched up away from his body in a
towering, throbbing erection.

"Ho-lee shit," Ken said with a chuckle. He would've been more jealous of his
competitor's massive member if he wasn't also being completely humiliated and
owned by this young woman.

All the spectators were breathless as Ryu's erection bounced and swayed in
front of them while he struggled in Kanna's hold.

"Should we say something?" Cammy whispered to Chun-Li.

"Nah, we're all adults," Chun-Li whispered back. "And honestly, I know some of
these guys have gotten hard when I've been kicking their ass. Haven't you
noticed that?"

"Yeah," Cammy nodded. Neither woman took their eyes off the action as they
talked it out.

"Besides, he clearly doesn't REALLY mind what she's doing to him, now does
he?"

Both women giggled.

Kanna could not believe it. Not only had she stripped Ryu completely naked,
not only was she expertly manhandling (womanhandling?) him, keeping him
trapped while she groped his studly body, but she had now caused her big,
muscle-bound crush to get an erection! And to her even bigger delight, it was
a big one!

"Oh, Ryu!" Kanna said as she peered down Ryu's body to the tool that was
sprouting up from it. "How kind of you! Is this for me?"

Kanna reached down and was barely able to wrap her hand around Ryu's warm
shaft. She loved feeling it pulsate in her grip. His whole body tensed and Ryu
grunted as he felt the pressure of her fingers grasping his most manly parts.

"Damn," Kanna said as her grip slid all the way up the shaft until she gripped
the sensitive, dark red dickhead. Ryu gasped. "You're so big, Ryu! He's pretty
big, right, ladies?" Kanna called out to her female mentors as she grabbed the
base of Ryu's erection and wagged it around while she giggled.

"He sure is!" Chun-Li called back.

"Damn, Ryu, THAT'S what you've been hiding under there this whole time?" Cammy
teased. Guile gave her a quick sneer. She shouldn't be ogling another man's
goods, he thought.

"It seems every inch of you is just so big and hard!" Kanna said to Ryu as she
continued to grope him. "Well, maybe not every inch."

As she said that, Kanna slid her hand even lower, wrapping it around Ryu's
bare testicles. She could feel her insides fluttering and her pussy getting
even wetter as she literally had her crush by the balls. She felt so powerful
holding a man by his testicles. Ryu gasped again as even the lightest touch of
her fingers inflamed the pain she had already inflicted on his balls. But he
also couldn't believe what Kanna was doing. She was disrespecting the art of
fighting by bringing her sexual urges into it. And he didn't appreciate being
made hard and getting groped in front of everyone!

"These are actually pretty soft, aren't they? Did I hurt these?" Kara asked
with mock concern as she rolled his heavy nuts around in her hand. "So sorry
about that. Well, not that sorry. You kinda had it coming."

The male onlookers were transfixed, practically drooling as they watched the
beautiful girl have her way with the muscular man's body. Chun-Li and Cammy
weren't much different at that point either. Everyone - not just Ryu - was
getting extremely aroused.

Ryu just groaned as Kanna continued to grope and fondle him, her hand
transferring from pumping his cock to kneading his balls and back to his cock
again. Between the intense pressure on his back and the intense pressure
building in his groin, Ryu was completely overwhelmed.

"In fact, I'm not done punishing you for trying to knock my head off with your
uppercut."

Much to Ryu's relief, Kanna finally released him. With a huge gasp for air,
Ryu immediately doubled over the middle rope, sweating profusely, trying to
suck as much oxygen into his big male body as he could. He made eye contact
with Ken who was standing on the floor below him, looking up at him.

"Bro, you okay? Need a hand?" Ken asked, smirking.

Ryu's whole face scrunched up in anger, but before he could respond, his eyes
popped wide in shock at what he felt next.

Kanna had reached between Ryu's muscular thighs and grabbed Ryu's big,
dangling balls. He couldn't believe he was once again being held in this
humiliating, intimate grip, and this time with her hand wrapped around his
bare nuts!

She then pulled them back toward her, forcing her muscular male opponent to
follow or feel even more pain. Once he was completely away from the ropes,
Kanna let go of his nuts and quickly wrapped her arms around his waist,
pressing the side of her face against his back. They both could feel that Ryu
might collapse any second, so Kanna planted her feet and with every muscle in
her body, hauled Ryu off the ground until his body was partially on her
shoulders, perpendicular to the ground, his legs perfectly horizontal in the
air.

The onlookers could see how Kanna's smooth skin covered a layer of taut, firm
muscle underneath. She looked more like a young warrior than the silly girl
they often thought of her as.

In the next instant, Kanna took 2 steps and, positioning Ryu's legs on either
side of the top rope, slammed him down, balls-first, onto the rope. Ryu's
balls were clearly pressed up and away from his body as he bounced up and
down. His still-hard cock also sprung up and down, making all 3 women in the
room giggle.

If that didn't stun the crowd already, what happened next sure did.

"FUUUUUUCK!" Ryu howled out, his head thrown back as his whole body was
scrunched up in pain.

No one had ever heard Ryu swear before. He was morally against it. No one had
ever been able to make him swear, not even as a joke. And in just a few
minutes, this slim young woman had dominated Ryu so thoroughly that he was
losing all self-control.

Just to make sure he wouldn't immediately tip over to one side and fall off,
Kanna squatted down and grabbed both of his ankles, then pulled them down as
hard as possible.

"Aaaaarrrrgh!" Ryu bellowed, his hands on the rope, unsuccessfully trying to
lift his body upward to relieve the pressure. The rope was not just grinding
against his balls, but also his taint and in-between his naked, quivering
asscheeks. It felt like the whole area was on fire.

"Damn, she's ruthless," Guile muttered.

"Her fearlessness is quite impressive," Dahlsim observed.

"Yep," was all Ken could reply as they stared at the action in front of them,
their cocks twitching and desperate for relief.

Finally, Kanna let go of Ryu's ankles. But without missing a beat, she stood
up and grabbed Ryu's beard. She started walking toward the corner post,
dragging Ryu along the ropes by his beard. Ryu was grunting and yelping as he
felt the ropeburn between his legs. The momentum was also sliding his balls
under his body, causing even more pain as his weight was squashing them
against the rope. He was trying to lift his body as much as possible while
also keeping up with his cruel torturess. And his cock was still hard somehow,
arching upwards and forcefully bouncing up and down with his body, slapping
against the rope at the bottom of the bounce and against his rock-hard abs at
the top.

Kanna, for her part, looked as if she was having the time of her life. "La la
la la," she sang out as if she was just taking her dog for a walk on a sunny
day.

Meanwhile, Ryu was a sweaty, bruised mess, awkwardly trying to protect his
tortured testicles and burning asscrack.

It wasn't until they finally reached the corner post that Kanna used Ryu's
beard to haul him down off the ropes and prop his body against the post.

One of the many lessons Cammy and Chun-Li taught their young trainee was that
once you get the upper hand against your opponent, you don't let up for a
second. So as soon as Ryu was backed up against the post Kanna started laying
into him, her fists and feet lashing out with lightning-quick speed. She
attacked his head, chest, abs, thighs and balls.

She used innovative techniques that even someone as experienced as Ryu didn't
know how to defend himself from. She'd grab his beard and yank his head toward
her while jabbing two fingers in his eyes. When his head snapped back and his
hands flew up to his eyes while he howled in pain, she grabbed his cock (still
hard, much to her delight and confusion) and yanked his hips toward her while
slamming her other fist into his abs. They might've been able to fend off her
punch at the beginning of the fight but now Ryu's towering, battered body was
too exhausted and her punch seemed to sink to his spine.

She'd stomp her heel on the bridge of his foot and, when he reached down to
grab it in pain, slam her fist into his exposed ribs.

Through her cunning and strategic moves, Kanna had worn Ryu down to a shell of
a fighter, completely sapped of his strength and reflexes. His feeble attempts
at self-defense were easily brushed aside or countered. The crowd was actually
embarrassed for him as he not only was getting his ass kicked by a much less
experienced girl, but was also - unfathomably - still hard as a rock.

Kanna could tell Ryu's body was starting to slip down the post so she grabbed
one arm and slung it over the top rope, then repeated it with the other arm on
the other side. But his body continued to sag toward the mat. So she wrapped
her arms around one of his muscular thighs and, taking a big breath, hauled it
over the middle rope and then repeated it on the other side.

Kanna took a step back to admire her handiwork. Her male opponent's huge,
powerful body was completely slack, covered in bruises, and only upright at
all because of the way she suspended him on the ropes. His mighty pecs were
heaving as he tried to gasp in more oxygen, his head hanging down on his chest
in shame and exhaustion. He didn't even know how he got to this place where he
was so easily outmatched and couldn't even hold up his own body anymore.

And yet...there was still that rock-hard evidence right in front of her that
she must be doing something right.

She walked up to Ryu, sandwiching his erection between their bodies, cupping
his beefy pecs with her hands.

"Oh, Ryu, you have no idea how happy it makes me to see that you're attracted
to me!" she cooed in his ear.

"No, I'm-" he started to mumble.

But Kanna couldn't help herself. With her face so close to Ryu's handsome,
masculine features, she had to take advantage of the moment. She planted her
lips on his. At first he tried pulling his head back but Kanna grabbed the
back of his head and pulled it toward her.

Kanna couldn't believe it! She was finally doing it! She was finally kissing
Ryu! And even better, after his initial resistance, Ryu realized there was no
point in trying to fight her. In fact, he would do anything at this point to
distract her from hurting him more, so he started kissing back.

Kanna was in heaven. She was making out with her handsome crush, their tongues
wrestling with each other while her hands explored his muscular male body. She
clawed his pecs, twisted his pointy nippes, ran her fingers in the grooves
between his bulbous abs and groped his long, thick cock. Whenever she cupped
his tortured balls, his whole body winced, which she thought was so cute.

She felt more and more aroused. Since Ryu's hands were useless at the moment,
she started to feel herself up, cupping her left breast and pinching the
nipple. Her other hand made its way inside her bikini bottom. She started to
tweak her own clit, sending shockwaves through her body.

But then Kanna remembered what Cammy had told her about Guile, about how he
liked it when Cammy put her fingers up his ass. So Kanna figured this was as
good a time as any to see if Ryu felt the same, seeing as how he was
completely spread open and accessible to her roaming fingers. She slid her
hand past his balls, caressing his taint until her fingers tickled his tight
asshole.

Ryu's whole body immediately stiffened. She could tell he was trying to pull
away from her again but her other hand was still clamped in place, forcing him
to make out with her. Her curious finger slowly explored his man cave,
pressing in farther and farther until she felt what Cammy had explained to
her, the button a woman can push to drive a man crazy. She started pressing
against Ryu's prostate and it was as if she had electrified his whole body.
She continued like that, one hand working Ryu's ass, one hand rubbing herself
faster and faster.

Ryu had never been violated like this before. Nothing and no one had ever been
up inside him like this. His brain was completely short-circuiting with
arousal, confusion, shame and anger.

His breathing quickened and, since his cock was sandwiched between their
bodies pressing together, she felt a warm stickiness at her stomach.

She slightly pulled away to look down at Ryu's cock, which was staring right
back up at her, with copious amounts of precum stretching between the tip and
both of their bodies.

That was the sign that she had to stop now or she wouldn't be able to control
herself. Kanna could feel herself getting wetter and wetter and knew she had
to stop herself before things went too far. She wasn't quite ready for this
finale yet. She stopped kissing him and pulled her finger out of his ass and
her hand out of her bikini. She wiped the precum off her tummy and smeared it
on Ryu's shoulder. She then cupped his pecs again.

"You're doing great, Ryu," she cooed into his ear. "We're almost done. There's
just a few more moves I want to try."

Ryu just moaned, too proud to beg her to stop even though that's what he
really wanted to do.

He was shocked when she kneeled down in front of him. 'She's not really going
to blow me, is she?' Ryu wondered.

But that wasn't Kanna's plan. Instead, she was eye level with all of his big,
thick man meat. His erection pointing up meant she had easy access to his
large, heavy balls that drooped and swayed below his body.

Even though Ryu was dazed and barely conscious, he could see the young woman
kneeling before him raise her fists. His whole body tensed, and yet there was
nothing he could do to protect himself.

Kanna started slamming her fists into Ryu's hanging sack, one quickly after
another, treating his nuts like a speed bag boxers use for training. Her fists
got faster and faster, his balls slapping loudly against his ass on their way
back before flying forward into yet another pair of hard knuckles. Kanna had a
look of calm concentration on her face while Ryu's body spasmed and his face
scrunched up in pain as he grunted and whimpered and groaned in agony. Since
his balls were already tenderized from so much abuse, her tiny, bony fists
felt like two kettlebells clanging into the squishy meat of his testicles.

Finally Ryu's body had had enough. Almost completely unconscious from the
pain, he just tipped forward, his limbs sliding away from the ropes. At the
same time, realizing that Ryu was about to collapse right on top of her, Kanna
stood up. Ryu's face landed in-between Kanna's generous breasts while his body
tried to sink to the floor.

"Oh, Ryu! You perv!" Kanna joked with delight. She grabbed the back of his
head to keep his face in place while she shimmied her breasts side to side.
She loved the feeling of his rugged facial features and beard stimulating her
sensitive tits, but it couldn't last long as Ryu's body was much too heavy to
keep upright.

She pushed his body back against the post as it started to slide down, his
limbs slipping off the ropes until he hit the floor in a sitting position with
his legs stretched out in a wide V in front of him.

Ryu was exhausted. His whole body ached. Kanna had throughout the match
damaged almost every single vulnerable spot on his body and it ached to even
slightly move a single muscle. But it was his balls where he felt it the most.
Drooping between his beefy thighs, they felt as if they were actually
throbbing in pain.

Which is why Ryu, just like everyone else, was completely confused as to why
his cock was still hungrily stretching toward his belly button, pulsating with
the last remaining shreds of his masculine energy.

Kanna looked straight down at her male opponent, now having a bird's-eye view
of his long, thick, pulsating cock.

"Hmmm," she said more to herself. She turned around so her ass was inches away
from Ryu's dazed face. And without further ado, she let her body fall straight
down, her ass landing on top or Ryu's dick, smashing it to the mat.

"Aaaaaaaargh!" Ryu howled out, throwing his head back in pain once again.
While he was familiar with testicular pain - previous opponents had hit him
there once or twice - he had never felt anything like this. Even though it was
rock hard, it felt as if she could somehow flatten it like a pancake.

"Huh," Kanna said, as she wiggled her smooth ass cheeks around, aggressively
massaging his damaged dick, as Ryu merely whimpered and grunted. "Most guys
like my asss." She then stood up and shoved her barely covered ass right in
his face, smooshing his head against the post. "Don't you like my ass, Ryu?"

"Mmmmf mmf," Ryu tried to respond but his words were muffled. His face had
sunken into her voluptuous ass. He could taste and smell her sweat. With his
nose buried deep in her crack, he thought he might pass out as Kanna just
wiggled her ass from side to side.

"Let's get you in place," Kanna said finally. She walked away and Ryu's body
was finally free to just tip straight over until he was on his stomach. But
that only meant his body was now pressing his damaged dick into the mat so he
rolled over onto his stomach, clutching his aching - yet still hard - cock.

Ryu was too dizzy to see Kanna climb between the ropes and hop off the edge of
the ring. She grabbed one of his ankles on one side of the corner post and his
other ankle on the other side.

"No ... " Ken said.

"She won't ... " Guilde muttered.

"Surely he's had enough," Dahlsim said.

"At least his balls definitely have," Guile said.

"Shhhhh!" Chun-Li scolded, annoyed by the male commentary.

The crowd was silent as Kanna was getting herself into position. Ryu's body,
bulging with muscles, just lay there like a sack of potatoes. He was dimly
aware of the grip around his ankles but could barely find the energy to lift
his head.

Kanna braced her core and, leaning backward with her grip on his ankles, took
a few giant steps backward, hauling Ryu's slack body toward her until it met
resistance.

That resistance, of course, was Ryu's aching nuts slamming into the dense
corner post and getting sandwiched between it and his own body.

Ryu howled out in pain, his hands flying to quickly swelling testicles, trying
to pull them from their trapped location. But Kanna kept up the pressure,
still pulling on his legs, still leaning back and bracing her feet on the
floor to pull as hard as possible.

Ryu's body twisted and thrashed but he had no leverage to pull himself away.
He could barely kick his feet so Kanna had no problem maintaining her grip. It
was a battle for Ryu's balls...and Ryu was losing.

"That's enough!" Guile shouted.

Everyone gasped and looked at him, including Kanna.

Guile wasn't prepared for the feeling of having Kanna's gaze directed at him.
At 6'1" and 235 pounds of pure muscle, he was used to giving commands and
standing his ground. But now the big man felt uncomfortable with the young
woman challenging his male authority. It didn't help that he saw her eyes
travel down his body and notice the bulging crotch of his camo pants.

"Fine," Kanna finally said, breaking the silence. She dropped Ryu's ankles.
"Maybe you and I should fight next, muscle man."

Guile gulped. He didn't know how to respond. He never backed down from a
challenge but couldn't find the words to take her up on her offer. Luckily,
Kanna gave him a break by ending their confrontation. She climbed back onto
the edge of the ring, behind the corner post.

Ryu just lay there, his body slightly rocking side to side as he cupped his
aching balls, his teeth grinding together and his body drenched with sweat. He
was so dazed that when he finally opened his eyes and looked up, he assumed
what he saw was a mirage.

Kanna had climbed onto the top of the corner post, balancing perfectly as she
pulled herself upright. The sunlight beaming down through the hole in the
ceiling was like a spotlight on her, causing the thin sheen of sweat on her
curvaceous body to almost glow. The spectators just stared at her in awe,
feeling as if they were almost looking up at a goddess.

As she stood there, enjoying the feeling of power that came with it, she
fluffed her hair behind her shoulders and adjusted her bikini, taking her time
as she was clearly getting ready for something.

A little tiny voice in the back of Ryu's addled brain told him to move, to get
up, to roll over...to do anything. And the poor fighter did try. His arm
flopped a few inches to the side. One leg wiggled a little bit.

But there was nothing much else he could do.

His body could only tense up as he saw her leap off the post. It seemed to the
beaten man that time began to crawl, her descent in slow-motion, as she tucked
her knees up to her chest. He saw the smooth, creamy expanse of her ass and
thighs and the wrinkled soles of her feet get closer and closer until finally
she landed ass-first right on his belly.

In his weakened state, there was no way Ryu's abs could brace themselves for
Kanna's entire bodyweight crashing down on them. It felt as if his entire
torso had been completely emptied and somehow a barrier erected somewhere that
wouldn't let air get back in. As Kanna rolled off Ryu from the impact of her
landing, he flopped over onto his stomach, his mouth wide open but no sound
coming out as he tried taking huge gasps, trying to force oxygen back into his
starving body.

Kanna just sat there on the mat, watching her vanquished opponent recover from
her simple yet brutal move. She had a small smile on her face as she watched
the plates of his back muscles flex and grind while his muscular ass cheeks,
still red from his spanking, clenched and jiggled.

Finally Ryu was able to breathe again. He just lay there, his limbs sprawled
out, making sure to face away from his petite yet savage enemy as the only
thing he could do was inhale, then exhale.

"Okay, handsome," Kanna said as she stood up, having decided that Ryu had
recovered enough for her final plan. She grabbed his wrists and started
pulling him to the center of the mat. He softly moaned as his body dragged
along the floor. She dropped his arms with a thud.

"So, Ryu," Kanna said as she began to circle his body. "We never talked about
what one of us would have to do to win, but I think we can both safely say
that I won, yes?"

Ryu, clinging to the last remaining shreds of his pride, couldn't let himself
agree. He only moaned from the pain coursing throughout his entire body.

Kanna stopped at his feet, noticing how Ryu's cock and balls were visible
between his legs, his cock pointed right at her, his balls hanging on either
side of the thick shaft. She figured dragging him across the mat must have
pushed his swollen man meat behind him like that. Delighted that his cock was
still swollen after all that she had put his body through, she took a few
steps between his legs and gently pressed her foot down on Ryu's big, thick
dick.

Ryu's head popped off the ground and his whole body started spasming at the
surprising pressure, feeling himself pinned to the mat by just his dick.

"Do you want to try that one more time, big guy? Because I could literally
cause you so much more pain right now with just my dainty little foot."

Ryu took a big breath and sighed. He knew she was right. He knew, despite his
advantage in size, strength, experience and gender, that this small young
woman had completely mopped the floor with him.

And he knew, without a single doubt, that he could not handle any more pain
right now.

"Yes," he finally muttered.

"Yes, what?" Kanna asked, teasing him.

"Yes, you won," he grunted.

Kanna applied a little more pressure to his dick. "Sorry, I couldn't hear
you."

"YOU WON!" Ryu bellowed, desperate for relief, which he felt the next instant
as Kanna lifted her foot off of him.

"Good boy," Kanna said, walking over to his side. "Now for my next question."

She slid her foot under his shoulder and lifted it up, forcing him to turn
over onto his back. She sat down on his chest, her plump ass molding to the
shape of Ryu's domed pecs. Her feet were on either side of his head. Ryu could
not believe the view he had of her right now. Her breasts looked like they
were about to pop out of her miniscule bikini top.

"Will you take me out on a date?"

Ryu's eyes widened. Did she really just say that? Was she serious? He knew she
had just forced him to make out earlier in the match, but he just thought of
that as her exploring all the different ways she could dominate a male
opponent. And why would she constantly bust his balls if she also wanted to
date him?

"You're too young-mmmfff..."

Before Ryu could finish his sentence, Kanna grabbed his hair and hoisted his
head up, while at the same time extending her legs out in front of her and
clamping her thighs around Ryu's head and neck. Ryu was shocked - although he
shouldn't have been by that point - at the pressure she could apply. It felt
like she could pop his head right off if she wanted. He was also distracted by
his face being wedged up into her barely covered crotch. He could smell her
feminine musk and pheromones, causing even more blood to rush to his dick.

He tried to pull her thighs apart but she just grabbed his wrists and pulled
his hands away, holding them in place.

"Silly, I'm not THAT much younger," Kanna said as Ryu squirmed beneath her.

"Mmmf mmf mmf ... " Ryu was trying to speak but his face was too far engulfed
in the triangle of Kanna's thighs and bikini bottom.

Kanna loved the way Ryu's muffles vibrated through her body as he tried to
talk. She was getting wetter and wetter, which she knew he could tell, seeing
as how his face was pressed up against her soaked bikini. But she could also
see his face turning red and then purple.

"Ryu, seriously, you're about to pass out any second. Just make this easier on
yourself."

With one more squeeze of her legs, Ryu had had enough.

"Mm-hmm! Mm-hmm!"

Kanna released her thighs, letting his head drop to the mat with a thud.

"Yes! I will take you out on a date!" Ryu said as he gasped for air.

"Oh, yay! Thank you so much!" Kanna cheered and clapped.

The spectators were almost charmed by her enthusiasm for something as simple
as a date.

"But I can't wait until then!" Kanna exclaimed as she spun around on top of
Ryu and sat her ass down right on his face. "Beating you up got me so hot! You
better know what to do!"

The crowd gasped as Kanna was now dominating Ryu in yet another way. They were
even more shocked to see her lean back and prop herself up with her hands on
the mat as she stretched her legs out in front of her. She pulled the fabric
of her bikini bottoms aside so Ryu had access to her clit. She slid one foot
under Ryu's throbbing erection and started to slide the sole of her other foot
up and down the long, thick shaft.

"Ho-lee shit," Ken muttered again.

The men were becoming visibly uncomfortable, their cocks straining for freedom
and release. Chun-Li and Cammy were also both incredibly wet, each imagining
that they were the one to use Ryu's body for their pleasure.

Kanna, for her part, was breathing faster and faster as she felt Ryu's tongue
worshipping her pussy and ass. His hands were grabbing her ass but she moved
one up so it could instead grab one of her breasts. She could feel the
pressure building inside her, melting throughout her body. She now was using
one foot to hold Ryu's cock straight up and the other one positioned it
between the big and second toe, running it up and down the shaft between those
two toes. It was getting more and more slick and shiny from the precum that
was leaking out of it.

Ryu was also starting to breathe faster. Even Kanna, in her limited
experience, knew what that meant.

"Wait!" she said, sitting up. She swung her legs around until she was kneeling
on either side of his head and lowered her pussy back onto his face, giving
him more access to her sensitive clit. With her crotch and legs clamped around
Ryu's head, she leaned forward and grabbed his dick in both hands.

"Let's cum together!" she exclaimed. Ryu again grabbed her ass and got to
work. At first he knew he had to, he had no choice. There was no point in
resisting Kanna. She would just find another way to inflict pain on his body.
But now he was lost in the ecstasy of the moment. The pain that once flooded
his body didn't matter. All that mattered was that he worshipped his conqueror
the way she wanted.

It was the part where she was going to make him cum that he still resisted. He
prided himself on internalizing his sexual energy and never cumming. No woman
had ever forced him to betray his own body this way.

But somehow Kanna had figured out how to do it. He tried squeezing all the
muscles inside his lower pelvis that he could, trying to clamp everything
shut, but it was no use. With Kanna's feet and now her hands expertly
manipulating his male anatomy, he could only hold out for so long.

In fact, Kanna loved that Ryu was lasting as long as he was. Not only did it
give her more time to enjoy the feeling of controlling his big, warm dick, it
meant she was also getting pleasured for a satisfying amount of time.

As she felt herself starting to vibrate with her oncoming orgasm, she started
pumping Ryu's slick cock faster and faster.

"Uuuuuuh," she started to mutter, her voice getting higher and higher as
sparks flashed behind her eyes. "Uuuuuuuuuhhhh!"

Ryu kept lapping away as the dam burst, soaking his face.

"Oh god! OH GOD!" Kanna cried out as she felt her orgasm rocking her body in
waves, crashing inside herself over and over. At the same time, Ryu's cock
erupted, sending a thick white glob high into the air and then landing on his
thigh. It kept spurting like a geyser, thick white ropes launching skyward and
then slapping against his thighs and the floor between his legs.

Years of pent-up male sexual energy was now released thanks to Kanna's slim,
smooth fingers. Ryu's whole body spasmed and flexed, toes curling, hips
bucking. His ecstatic groans resonated throughout Kanna's body from her crotch
outward, amplifying the intensity of her orgasm.

Both fighters were lost in their own dimension of sexual nirvana. Ryu kept
lapping at the soft, warm flesh engulfing his face while his body seemed to be
using every fiber of muscle to force out the backed-up supply of male fluid,
like a sexual detox.

Meanwhile, Kanna's whole body continued to shiver and quiver as Ryu's tongue
sent lighting bolts directly through her clit to the tips of every extremity
in her body. She was too lost in her own pleasure to realize her hands were
squeezing Ryu's dick harder than he had ever felt before, extracting more hot
white cum than anyone in the room had ever seen jerked out of a man before.

Finally, Kanna's hands had milked every last drop out of their thick,
throbbing captive and her own orgasm was finally beginning to subside. She
simply laid down on Ryu, still straddling his head with her stomach on his
chest and her head resting on his chiseled abs. Ryu's body also completely
slumped with exhaustion, every muscle feeling as if they were melting into the
floor. Both fighters had secreted so much sweat and sexual fluids that the mat
below Ryu was soaked.

The spectators looked at each other, unsure of what to do. They wondered if
Ryu was okay but from his heaving chest they knew he hadn't suffocated.

After a moment, Kanna opened her eyes and took a deep breath. She sat up,
peeling her sweat-slicked body off of Ryu's. She slowly stood up, feeling a
bit woozy from such a powerful physical experience. She readjusted her bikini
to get everything back in place. The hair around her face was damp and matted
down on her skin.

She then spotted Ryu's briefs on the mat by the ropes. She went over and
picked them, then walked back to Ryu, twirling them on one finger. She looked
down at her beaten male opponent - his beautifully sculpted, powerful body
completely beaten and spent from her skilled techniques - and was so proud of
herself for conquering such an imposing male specimen.

Ryu eventually opened his eyes to see his female conqueror standing over him,
smirking and twirling his undies.

"You'll get these back when you pick me up at 8 o'clock tonight, got it?" she
said.

Ryu couldn't believe it. Surely she didn't think he'd recover in just a few
hours! His whole body felt like a limp noodle. Now that the pleasure ebbed,
the pain flowed back into his body and it was everywhere. His balls felt like
they were swelling up into grapefruits right then and there.

But he also knew better by now. He knew he was in no place to resist. He
simply nodded his head.

"Yay!" Kanna cheered, throwing up her hands in excitement. She turned to her
mentors. "He said yes!"

Cammy and Chun-Li just smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

Now that she was facing the viewers, Kanna remembered she had seen Guile's
bulging pants earlier. She scanned the 3 men and sure enough, all 3 of them
seemed to be sporting wood.

Kanna was too high on the rush of winning and her orgasm to let this
opportunity go. Balling up Ryu's briefs in one hand, she climbed down the ring
onto the floor. The three men, lined up as if they were soldiers getting ready
for inspection, just watched her approach them. They were completely
hypnotized as she approached, swinging her hips to emphasize her femininity.

Kanna slowly walked by the men, merely sticking her index finger out and
dragging it along each man's crotch as she walked by, never breaking eye
contact. All 3 men were so rock hard and on the verge of cumming that the mere
caress of her finger detonated each cock as she passed them - first Guile,
then Ken, then Dahlsim. The men shuddered as their cocks betrayed them,
pumping and pumping until their underwear was soaked.

Cammy and Chun-Li were in awe of this young woman's power and confidence. As
Kanna finally made her way over to them, she started jumping up and down with
excitement so Cammy and Chun-Li joined in.

"I did it! I did it!" Kanna exclaimed. "Ryu is so big and strong and, you
know, A MAN and I beat him!"

"Yay!" Cammy cheered.

"Congrats!" Chun-Li exclaimed.

As the three women calmed down, they started walking to the women's locker
room.

"And damn, girl!" Cammy said. "You didn't just beat him. You...uh...really
took charge in more ways than one!"

"I know!" Kanna said, giggling and twirling Ryu's briefs again. "But I
couldn't resist. He's so CUTE! And did you see the size of his...you know ...
"

"Oh, we sure did," Chun-Li said. "And we saw what you did with it. Very
impressive!"

The women just laughed and compared notes as their voices faded into the
locker room.

The men finally looked at each other, not sure what to do.

"I, uh, have to go," Guile said as he rushed to the men's locker room to clean
himself up.

"Me too," Dahlsim said. His body hovered in the air as his legs folded up
under him and he pressed his hands together in front of his chest and then -
whoosh - he disappeared.

Ken sighed. "Thanks, guys," he muttered under his breath. He looked over at
Ryu, whose naked, beaten body was just starting to twitch back to life. Ken
slowly walked up to the edge of the ring.

"Hey, Ryu," Ken said. "You okay?"

"Uuuuuuh." Ryu could only softly groan. He didn't really know what happened.
He agreed to some sparring. She got a few hits in. And then...what? Was it
when his whole body came crashing down balls-first onto her foot? Was that the
beginning of the end? Sure, he had lost fights before. But never like this.
And no woman had ever made him hard during a fight like that.

His world - his whole sense of self and identity as a powerful male fighter
who had the utmost control over his own body - had turned upside down over one
afternoon.

"Okay, well, uh," Ken said. "You know you have to pay to fix the ceiling,
right?"

Ryu could only groan again.