THIS STORY IS BASED ON ACTUAL PEOPLE, HOWEVER WHAT HAPPENS IN THIS STORY IS JUST MY FANTASY. THIS STORY CONTAINS DESCRIPTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND NUDITY. IF ANY OF THIS OFFENDS YOU DON'T READ THE STORY. IF YOU ENJOY SUCH THINGS, WELL SIT BACK AND ENJOY. SCORE Magazine wanted something a little different for an upcoming issue. Thoughts were brandied about till someone mentioned boxing. Okay.seemed like the whole country was getting on a women boxing kick after that fight on the undercard of the Tyson/Bruno fight. Good, let's go for it. They picked Tawny Peaks and Serena Lee for the layout since both were attending boxercise classes. Plus that put another angle on the layout since one was a stunning blonde and the other a ravishing brunette. Great, get it set up. Tawny and Serena were more than receptive to the idea. They had worked together once before with Angelique in a menage a trois layout. They didn't quite click during that session but thought this would be great fun. SCORE decided to go for the real look and arranged to rent a nice, clean gym that had a boxing ring. Also included was the full boxing regalia including 8oz gloves, satin boxing shorts and matching boots and some special robes. While the women were in their dressing rooms, the photographer, John Fox, was getting the camera set up around the ring. He was thinking of trying for some free style shots. Just let the girls move around the ring and snap a few photos, then move into the tit kissing and clit licking shots. As the ladies started towards the ring, somebody started a tape of "Eye of the Tiger". You could see the women enjoyed it. They were smacking their gloves together as their assistants held open the ropes for them to climb into the ring. Each woman went to her respective corner, Serena the red and Tawny the blue. Serena was strutting her stuff, puffing on one of her hand rolled Cuban cigars. Her robe barely able to cover her large and succulent tits. As she turned, you saw Serena "Sugar" Lee embroidered on the back. John is snapping pictures left and right. Tawny is in her corner stretching, looking at Serena. Tawny's nose is wrinkled with disgust from the smell of the cigar. "Serena, why don't you put that damn smelly thing out while we do the shoot? It's giving me a headache." "Oh, sweetheart, does the smoke bother you. I'm sorry, I was just smoking my victory cigar." "What do you mean, victory cigar? If this was for real, I would kick your ass." Said the busty brunette. "Sorry, my dear. I would knock you out. Then light up a big fat stogie and blow some smoke up that ass of yours!" They met in the center ring before anybody could blink. They camera was still snapping photos as Serena led with a left that grazed Tawny's brunette locks and she bobbed down and right to connect with an extremely solid right to Serena's fat right tit. The blonde's ruby red, cock stiffening lips formed a perfect O as the 8oz glove damn near penetrated to the ribs underneath. She staggered back narrowly missing the left haymaker follow-up. Tawny over extended herself, Serena recoiled from the ropes driving a hard left the side of the busty brunette's face. The assistants were cheering from the corners. Beat her tits blue. Knock her Knockers. Give her a black eye. They were like managers in the corner. Shouting instructions. John finally managed to get himself between them. Earned him a left in the gut from Tawny and a right uppercut from Serena sending his ass threw the ropes. The female warriors stepped back and looked at each. The chest heaving, the front of the robes off to the sides, unable to cover their massive succulence. Serena spoke first. "4 minute rounds, 2 minute rests. Till knockout. No towel throwing." . The battle ready, bronzed goddess replied "Till one of us can't get up off the canvas!" They looked at their assistants. Somebody get a stopwatch. Somebody get some water and some buckets. Stools were already there. Tawny disrobed. What a breath taking sight. Her shoulders were broad, holding up those full golden globes of delight. Her hips flared into some solid and sexy legs. A vee of dark hair pointed to her sweet valley. Her assistant was helping her with her mouthguard and giving her instructions. Tawny's wild dark hair was tied back into a thick pony tail, bobbing back and forth as she loosing up her neck and shoulders, her fat, juicy tits slapping in rhythm with the slapping of her boxing gloves. Her skin flushed around her cheek from the Marilyn Monroe look a-like's punch. Serena stares at her as her second, tighten the strings on the gloves, telling her to watch out for those body shots. Serena nodded without taking her eyes from her opponents, while working the mouth guard around her mouth. The second placed a ice pack next to Serena's bruised tight. I think ice packs are going to be in much demand in the coming battle and the resulting aftermath. The red satin shorts hugged the tight, hard blonde's round and firm cheeks. Her stomach was flat and hard as she breathed, her chest rising and falling likes the tides. Mesmerizing! Serena's second Janet, stepped out " Fighting out of the red corner, the Marilyn Monroe of the 90's, The Busty Blonde Bruiser and Cruiser, tipping the scales at a fit and trim one hundred and twelve pounds, standing 5 foot 2 inches tall: Serena "SUGAR" Leeeeeee" Sugar dances in her corner, throwing some lefts and rights. Her huge boobs sway with each punch, damn near guiding and supporting the arms. Marie, Tawny's assistant, gave Janet a look of pure contempt as she stepped forward and announced "The Titan of Tits, Terror of the Sheets, and the Toast of the Coast, "Tough" Tawny Peaks!" Marie kept on introducing as Tawny raised her arms and had her blue silk robe removed. "Tough Tawny is weighing in at 118 solid and titifull pounds and standing 5'0 tall." Tawny grinned at the few spectators to the "Battle of the Boobs". This fight would be fried into their brains till their dying days. As Marie climbed out of the ring she whispered to Tawny to be careful because Serena was very quick. The bell rang. The stacked and packed Amazon's approached each other carefully, testing each other's skill and style. The bronzed brunette always moved ahead, keeping low and throwing hard hooks to the body. Serena moved almost like a cat. It was amazing to watch the slim yet hardbodied blonde with a pair of tits the size to smother any tit fiend, circle her opponent so languidly. Serena's punches were quick and to the point. They popped when she hit. Tawny's were a smack! Especially when she connected with the side of the beautiful blonde's fat, juicy, most succulent and pert tits. Round one ended with the women retreating to their corners as the bell rang. Enough punches were thrown to evaluate each enemy's strengths and weaknesses. An ice bag was being applied to the side of Tawny's face as another bag of ice was being pressed against Serena's left tit. Tawny also sporting a bit of a fat lip where Serena had caught coming in with a straight right. Neither woman was breathing very heavily, but with the size of their chests, the slightest bit of air made them heave with joy. Or me heave with joy, I should say. As the two minutes came to a close, the ladies rose to their feet, setting their mouth pieces and smacking their gloves together. Before the ring of the bell died away, the sound of where leather met flesh in a very forceful manner filled the air. As long with some grunts and gasps as the warriors had decided that somebody was going to get her ass kicked in the worst possible way and it wasn't going to be her! Tawny had charged over and caught Serena coming out of her red corner with a solid left to her flat abs. Serena replied with a right to the ducking brunette's forehead, followed by a left that damn near took Tawny's head off her neck. Tawny stumbled into the ropes as the quick blonde fired a couple of jabs straight and with a pop on the end. As the semi conscious fighter came off the ropes she was met with a combination to her abs and chest. Tawny slumped against Serena as she tried to smother to dominating blonde. The bouncy hardbody pushed the bronzed punch drunk off, straighten her up with a few lefts then turned around and down with a wicked right. Serena smirked down at her victim as that victim crawled to her hands and knees. Stomach heaving and gasping for air, her tits shaking and jiggling, Tawny slowly climbed to her feet. There was no counting. This was to a knockout, period. As the shaken brunette made it to her feet, the blonde moved in eagerly, too eagerly. Serena led with an overhand right that Tawny was able to stumble under. She came in with a bruising uppercut to the over confident hardbody's left tit. The glove pounded the soft underside of that succulent breast sending shockwaves of pain straight to the open mouthed blonde. As Tawny moved away, she landed another solid punch to the side of that self same tit sending it smacking into the other breast. Serena groaned with pain. She was also very pissed. As the women moved toward each other to cause some serious punishment and pain, the bell rang. The small Amazons reluctantly went to their corners. Ice packs were out in force as Serena held two to her swollen left tit while her second wiped her down and gave her some much needed fluid. It seemed her eyes never once left the blue corner where Tawny was using the ice packs on her swollen and aching globes of pleasure. Marie was wiping the blood from Tawny's nose as she held the ice packs against her tits. Tawny seemed a little worse for the wear. Serena's punches were landing more often and with more precision as you could see by the swelling of Tawny's face and tits. The bronzed brunette had landed some devastating punches late in the round but only after picking her ass up off the floor. The women warriors stood as the bell rang for the start of round 3. Serena moved quickly to the center of the ring, taunting her opponent. Tawny moved cautiously forward. Serena darted in. Bop. Bop. A couple of jabs to the top of Tawny's head. Her wide right hook caught nothing but air as Serena bounced back. The blonde moved back in quickly popping the side of Tawny's swaying right tit. Tawny grimaced while Serena smirked. Serena continued in much the same fashion throughout the rest of that round. Quick jabs, make Tawny miss, then punish her for getting in the ring with her. As the bell rang to end the round, Tawny was breathing hard through her swollen nose and lips. Her battered and bruised chest heaved to draw much needed air into her burning lungs. Red marks covered her breasts and stomach where Serena had seemed to punch at will. I don't think Tawny was able to lay one glove on Serena that round. Marie, Tawny's assistant, was worried. She looked to the red corner where Serena was calmly drinking and spitting as her and Beth chatted about the beating she was delivering. Marie was thinking that this was the last round as she looked at Tawny. One eye damn near closed, a huge mouse on the other cheek, nose dripping blood, lips fat and puffy, and her tits swollen at least 3 cup sizes from precision punching by the blonde bombshell. When the bell rang for the fourth round, Tawny barely made it to her feet before the hardbody bombshell was raining lefts and rights to her head and chest. Tawny was covering up pretty good though. Serena was looking frustrated as she stepped back to see if Tawny was going to fall down. She was caught totally unprepared when the bruised and battered brunette launched herself out of the blue corner and landed a four punch combination to her proudly jutting breasts. Serena recoiled in pain trying to cover her hurting tits as Tawny followed up with some serious body hooks to her rock hard stomach. Serena nearly retched as Tawny's third hook almost found her backbone from the front. The blonde bruiser found herself backed into her corner as Tawny worked her body and chest. Tawny even managed to connect with a left hook to the side of Serena's face almost knocking the mouth piece into the crowd. Then Tawny made the same mistake as Serena has earlier in the round. She stepped back and dropped her guard. Bad mistake as Serena's left came screaming out of nowhere and drilled itself into Tawny's already swollen right breast. The shocked brunette almost dropped to her knees except for the left uppercut that caught Tawny under the chin and lifted her backup onto her feet. The enraged blonde continued the onslaught, driving and pummeling the pain wracked brunette back against the ropes. Lefts connected with bruised and pain swollen tits while rights pounded a face into mush. Grunts and groans accented the smacks and pops of the gloves connecting with flesh. Tawny was sagging against the ropes while Serena was using her for a body bag workout. As Serena moved into a speedbag routine using the nearly unconscious Tawny's once luscious globes of delight, the bell rang loud and clear. Serena stepped back after one final straight right to the battered Tawny's face. Sugar looked over her work and smiled. Tawny wasn't going to be on any more shoots for a long time. Her face was a lumpy mess of blood and sweat and strands of dark hair. Marie guided her to her stool. "Tough" Tawny barely felt the coolness of the ice packs as they were placed on her pain inflated jugs, while even a towel was used to wipe her face clean. Across the ring in the jubilant red corner, Beth massaged Serena's shoulders while she strategically placed a few ice packs to her own bruised bosom. Beth spoke into Serena ear telling her to finish her this round, to knock those tits right off her chest. Serena knew that this would be the round. Tawny was barely conscious as she watched her second put some smelling salts under her nose. The bell tolled. Round 5. Serena stood confidently to her feet while Tawny had to be helped to stand. The bombshell watched as Tawny took a few hesitant steps in her direction. Sugar Lee blurred as she struck out at Tawny. A left rocked her back on her heels as a right appeared from nowhere driving down hard on Tawny's left tit. The sweat plastered brunette's mouth dropped in a silent scream that was cut short as the left returned in the form of an uppercut to the same tit. Serena managed to hit her three more times before "Tough" Tawny Peaks hit the mat face first, knocked out cold. Serena stood over her just waiting for her to get up so she could punish her some more. But Tawny wasn't going to move for some time to come, not of her own violation that is. Beth jumped into the ring yelling and screaming. She raised the blonde bombshell's right hand in victory announcing "The winner by knockout, 1 minute and 53 seconds into the 5th round, Serena "Sugar" Leeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!" As Serena watch them carry Tawny out, She thought to herself that boxing was a lot more fun than she thought. And it was especially a lot more fun when she pulverized a snotty little bitch like that. She worked the flame slowly at the tip of her big fat Cuban cigar, blowing the smoke towards her bruised, battered and beaten opponent. Just might have to do this again with a few more women I have in mind. A blue haze of smoke floated over the head of the winner as she considered who and when she might fight next.