Anything Goes

Story by QuantumJedi

(An image of the futa pugilists Lena on the left and Piper on the right.)

880084 Anything Goes

Her heart was beating against her chest, matching the beat of the dub-step techno music. She sat Indian- style, hidden amongst the shadows. Her shoulders were braced against the cool metal of of a locker. She scrunched her nose as she took in a breath of stale, humid air. The atmosphere reeked of perfume- mixed with adrenaline infused sweat. There was also a hint of antiseptic lingering in the air.

The cat calls and raucous cheers of the crowd shattered any effort to calm herself- like a vase crashing on the floor. "Why did I come here?," she asked herself aloud. "Duh stupid, you came here to make money," she said, admonishing herself. Closing her honey brown eyes, she banged the back of her head against the locker; resulting in a repeating thud. A couple of meaty thwacks echoed from behind the curtain, separating the locker room, from the main area. Another series of cheers rang out from the crowd. The noise beyond the isolating darkness sent shivers down her spine.

"Shit," she said with a resigned sigh. Standing to her five foot nine frame, she unbuttoned her pants. The shame growing exponentially as her jeans pooled around her ankles. A breath escaped from between her melon colored pursed lips as the woman slid down her cotton-laced panties. Whilst doing so the tip of her cock sprang free, becoming erect and rock hard. She was experiencing the effects of an emotional roller coaster, ranging between terrified, excited, ashamed, and intrigued. Excitement was an evident factor due to her full arousal of six inches.

Hormone therapy helped to shape her figure, and structure of her face. The woman was blessed with a splendid set of perky full A-cup/ almost B- sized breasts, and a cute heart shaped ass. Best of all her tits were all natural- no surgical implants of any kind. The redistribution of fat was noticeable within the first six months of HRT. The hormones made her skin silky smooth and soft to the touch. Facial features grew softer, which helped to accent her youthful, babyface appearance. All in all the only bits of surgery she required for adjusting her appearance was a trachea shave, and a few tiny procedures to her nose and cheekbones. The college student looked totally feminine.

While a fierce battle raged behind the curtain, the young woman reached into her gym bag; withdrawing a set of boxing gloves, and pair of purple ankle supports. She sucked in a deep breath of tepid air in order to calm her nerves. She was told that the matches were similar to sexy, foxy boxing. However upon arrival, it looked to be full contact. Her turn would be coming up shortly, it was time to get ready.

A couple of weeks ago her friend on campus, Jordan- another Tgirl; told her about a club where she can make some easy money. Even in an age of marriage equality, and gay rights popularity, transgender people were still being persecuted by society. Having started HRT, the budding almost 20 year old woman was fired from her job as a barista for a coffee house chain.

So here she was, at an underground, nameless club. A club where genderqueer, and curious non-trans individuals gather to bet on hyper-sexualized underground full contact boxing matches. The victor gets a share in the fight purse, and the loser gets fucked into humiliation by both the ref and the winner. Oh the things we do for money...

She no sooner was popping in her mouth guard when the ref began counting down.

One... Two... Three... a standing ten count had begun. Quickly she pulled back her strawberry blond tresses into a functional ponytail. By the eight count she had on her two-tone black/ pomegranate 8oz gloves. At ten she was breathing heavy. The crowd started chanting-

Fuck her raw!

Curious the anxious pugilist stole a glimpse at the scene. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head as she witnessed a raven haired, olive skinned woman get double teamed. Falice' were inserted in both ends. Her eyes bulged, tears streaming down her bruised cheeks as a cock well over a foot long drove down her throat like a piston in an engine block. The winner a bald African American rode her bareback, her cock was even larger than the referee's. The loser was fucked into submission, cum seeping out of her brown hole and dribbling out the corners of her busted bloody lips. However the victory was far from over.

She called out to the crowd "Ya wanna see more?"

To which the audience answered with a resounding yes. The black woman obliged, mounting the loser's face in a reverse schoolgirl pin. Her thick, ample, ebony ass covering her victim's nose and lips, effectively smothering her. Leaning forward, she bit down on the other woman's ti, while taking hold of the quivering loser's shaft and testes. She jerked the half unconscious girl

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