Megan McKenzie, Treena Nakizawa, Jenna Nadasi, Vivian Lam, Trisha Watson, and The Grand Sponsor are my OCs
Shaia Hishazaki belongs to SNK/ADK
This match takes place after Treena vs Shaia – The Descent
To say tonight was the most important night for the League of Extraordinary Fighting Angels, or LEFA, was an understatement. This was the inaugural match which would set the stage for what can potentially be the most successful semi-underground fighting league. The Grand Sponsor invited sponsors and promoters from across the globe to witness this monumental event. Megan McKenzie, the Grand Sponsor’s right-hand girl, has been pouring her heart out for several weeks, making sure she had everything in place: The arena, the ticket sales, the lounges, the ring. The girl was seemingly in 4 places at once. Most importantly, she scouted and booked two of her best prospects to compete in this bout. Megan hand-picked Treena Nakizawa, a young and jubilant kickboxer, who was coming off of an impressive win over Shaia Hishazaki. Megan also hand-picked Jenna Nadasi, a sculpted, and incredibly skilled underground boxer whose reputation preceded her. She felt that their fighting styles and backgrounds had the potential to put on a show that nobody will forget. Megan made one final request to the Grand Sponsor which was approved: Megan would be the referee, and the interviewer for this match.
The rules of the match were simple: It would be a no-holds barred match where the bout can only end in a 10 count knockdown or a 5 count pin, no submissions, and the winner would get a 10 minute post-fight humiliation with the loser. The winner’s purse is $15,000 and the loser’s purse is $5,000. One of the sponsors added a $5,000 bonus purse if one of the girls successfully stripped her opponent naked during the match.
In addition to the sponsors and promoters, among the crowd were other Fighting Angel girls from both divisions. Megan sent a personal invitation to Vivian and her volleyball team as well as she wanted them to witness what a top-class fight would look like. Also in attendance was Trisha and her entourage. Trisha wasn’t there to support Megan…no. If anything, she was looking for cracks in the foundation and figure out how she can exact her revenge on Megan for the humiliation she suffered at her hands.
The opening announcements are made as each of the fighters made their way to the ring. Standing in the red corner was Jenna, who was in formidable shape as always. Her sights never left Treena as she lifted her right hand once her name was announced. Treena was in the blue corner, who was already in her kickboxing stance pacing back and forth, pounded her palm and lifted both arms as she spun around for the crowd when her name was announced. Both girls walk to the middle of the ring, facing each other, as Megan stood in between them, going over the rules. ‘This girl looks even better up close…’ – Treena thought to her self as she gave Jenna’s body a look-over. Jenna’s ice-cold gaze never left Treena’s eyes. The girls touch gloves and walk back to each of their corners. The stage was set.
The bell dings, and the crowd erupts in excitement. Both girls pace their way towards each other. Treena was in her Thai stance, left foot leading forward with arms taking form, protecting her upper body. Jenna assumed her boxing stance, which was akin to her idol Mike Tyson’s, hanging low, fists nearly touching her face, elbows blocking her ribs. Treena makes her first move by launching a quick jab which whiffs Jenna’s head. She wastes no time and launches another jab which was blocked. This was what Treena wanted though, as she completed her combo by throwing a right cross which grazed Jenna’s shoulder followed up with a right roundhouse which found its mark on Jenna’s ribs. Jenna grunted, absorbing the impact while staggering back, but quickly shifts back into form. The crowd reacts to this first exchange.
It was Jenna’s turn to attack, as she balls up and bull-rushes Treena. Treena wasn’t expecting her to move in so quickly for a clinch. She attempts to land elbows on Jenna’s neck but Jenna completes the clinch…was she afraid of Treena’s strikes? Before Treena even processed what Jenna’s intentions were, Jenna aggressively pulls back and breaks the clinch and with one motion, drives a stiff left hook to Treena’s mid section, catching her by surprise. Treena’s eyes bug out as the wind is knocked out of her. Jenna is lightning quick with a follow up, cocks her left fist back immediately, and drove an uppercut right up Treena’s chin, causing a spray of mist to fly from Treena’s head as it flicked back from the impact. The crowd went wild as Treena was stunned and staggered back into the ropes. Jenna, seeing this as an opportunity launched herself at Treena with a kick to her mid-section, but Treena cleared her cobwebs and moved out of the way just in time. “ARGH!” Jenna’s yelled, frustrated that she missed as her leg hooked onto the second rope. Treena saw this opening and closed in on Jenna. She began landing her vicious combinations onto Jenna’s exposed back and liver. Jenna needed to get out of this predicament fast, and without looking, she swung her elbow back, catching Treena right in the sternum, knocking her back and giving her just enough breathing room to unhook her leg. Both girls began circling each other again.
The crowd was loving every moment of this. Both girls were putting on a clinic with no relenting in sight. Megan was especially proud as she observed the girls giving it their all. Her reffing gig gave her the closest seats in the house, and there was a lot to learn from each of these girls styles.
Treena watched Jenna’s movements carefully as they paced around the ring and realized that her attacks on Jenna’s ribs showed visible signs of pain in Jenna’s eyes. ‘Perfect…’ – Treena thought as she circles Jenna, landing jabs as she tried to find an opening to Jenna’s ribs again. Jenna wasn’t mounting any offence, but assumed a very defensive pose, as she bobbed, weaved and absorbed Treena’s punches. Was Jenna exhausted?? Was she trying to land a haymaker or some other hail mary? Treena couldn’t read Jenna’s intentions, but was so focused on opening the ribs, she didn’t notice that Jenna’s ring control led her up to the ropes! Jenna knew that by removing the ability for Treena to coil back, many of her attacks would offer little to no power. Treena, out of desperation, threw a naked kick into Jenna’s mid-section, but this is exactly what Jenna was fishing for as she swiftly caught it with her one arm, and used her other arm to smash a 12-6 elbow right into Treena’s knee.
Treena shrieked in pain as she felt her entire leg seizing up with spasms. ‘Oh my god, what did she do to me!?’ – Treena thought as Jenna released her leg. Treena needed to make space between her and Jenna right now or this will get ugly really fast. She attempted to pace back, but her damaged knee buckled and she fell over. The sudden horror dawned on Treena that she could no longer apply weight on her leg effectively. Jenna observed Treena who looked up at her and saw the change in Treena’s eyes that shifted from determination to panic. Like a wounded animal, Treena attempted to stand and drag herself away from Jenna, but Jenna pursued Treena with a much more relaxed guard, and just before Treena reached the ropes, Jenna rushed Treena and wrapped her arms around her waste. Desperate, Treena dropped elbows into the back of Jenna’s neck, but it did very little as Jenna almost effortlessly lifted Treena clear off her feet, spun around and slammed her right in the middle of the ring, back first, knocking the wind out of her.
The crowd roared their approval. Treena was clearly in trouble now and Jenna showed no signs of stopping. Jenna dove in on Treena and starts launching her infamous ground’n’pound. Treena frantically kicks Jenna off and tried to escape again, but just as she got to her feet, Jenna swings her arm, taking Treena’s legs right out from beneath her and violently dropped her on her side, knocking the wind out of her again. Megan’s eyebrows raised as she took mental notes on this impressive maneouver. ‘That sweep was extremely effective.’ – she thought.
Jenna mounted a stunned Treena again but this time she hugged Treena’s legs so there was no escaping. She inched her way up Treena’s body but as Jenna reached Treena’s chest, in a desperation attempt, Treena wrapped Jenna’s head with her arms into a breast smother to suffocate her. It was a valiant effort, but Jenna wasn’t having it, as she placed her hands on Treena’s hips, violently broke Treena’s grip, and in one fell swoop, drops a huge right hook across Treena’s chin. Treena gasps loudly as her head snapped to the side. She was in disbelief at how powerful the girl sitting atop her was.
The crowd erupts as they see Treena’s defenses faltering. Jenna pins Treena’s left arm beneath her right knee, maintains wrist control on her left arm, and continues her assault by landing several heavy blows on Treena’s exposed face and chin, each fist hitting its mark harder than the last. The sound of leather hitting flesh fades over an increasingly cheering crowd. Treena groaned with each fist as she begins to fade. Jenna knew she could have ended it right there and then, but she wasn’t ready to end it like this…no. She stops her attack and inspects her handiwork. Treena’s gorgeous face was swelled up and bloodied, but she wanted to make an example out of Treena, and she wanted to put on the best show for Fighting Angels. Jenna released her vice grip on Treena and slowly rose over her. “This is what real pain in the ribs feels like!” Jenna shouts as she lands a swift soccer kick into Treena’s ribs, causing her to whimper and ball up in a fetal position. Jenna makes her way back to neutral corner as she watches Megan pace towards Treena.
The crowd was in awe and excitement as they witnessed the decimation of Treena. You can barely hear Megan counting to 8 over their cheers before Treena is back on her feet. Treena staggers to her corner as Megan checks on her. Treena, with her right eye swelled shut and gaping jaw, insists that she wants to continue. Her bane of relief quickly disappeared though, as she saw the beautiful Megan step aside and see that the towering Jenna was already standing nearby, waiting for her. Jenna threw a quick one-two combo that stunned Treena and went in for a clinch, pressing her superior breasts against Treenas.
“Your heart is admirable. You’re one of the smartest people I know, but you’re too stupid to know when to stay down.” Jenna whispered to Treena. “I’m going to make an example out of you, then I’m going to make you my plaything.” Jenna slowly licked Treena’s cheek from her chin to her eye, which was beginning to well up with tears. “It’s okay baby, it’ll be over soon.”
Jenna released her clinch and left Treena hanging in the corner. She walked around the ring and gloated to the fans, who were basically eating out of the palm of her hand. Jenna walked back to Treena who was barely able to raise her gloves. Jenna pointed and laughed at this sight and shouted “You guys want to see me to break this bitch?” The crowd exploded in approval, and before Treena knew it, Jenna swarmed her with a vicious onslaught of punches that only a punching bag should ever witness. Combinations of jabs, hooks, crosses, uppercuts came at a lightning pace. At first, it looked like Treena was blocking, but her defenses quickly melted and her arms flailed over the ropes, which were the only thing holding her up. What followed was a vicious minute of over 100 power blows to Treena’s face, chest and body, each one finding its mark, eliciting groans, moans, whimpers and gurgles from Treena’s being, leaving her in a heaping mess in the corner. Poor Treena had lost her mouthpiece during that barrage, leading to potentially permanent damage to her perfect grill, and possibly knocking some more souvenirs into the crowd. Jenna had exhibited her best Tremor Maker yet.
The volleyball team watched in horror as they saw this once formidable girl getting decimated by her rival…would this be their fate if they joined the Fighting Angels? Vivian on the other hand saw herself in Jenna’s position, daydreaming that one day, she would be able to do this to the likes of Trisha and other girls. The promoters were elated, and the fighting angels in the audience were taking notes on Jenna’s brutality. Megan, who was right in on the action, stood in the ring and nodded her head in approval, completely embracing the unadulterated violence unfolding in front of her. This was exactly the show they needed to get this venture off the ground, and Jenna’s destruction of Treena would be the poster-child for years to come.
Jenna finally stopped her boxing bag session and observed her craft. Treena’s beautiful face was almost unrecognizable now. Both eyes were swelled shut, her jaw agape, a broken nose, blood flowing from a cut on her eyebrow, which ran over her black, blue and purple puffed up cheeks. The rest of Treena’s body was not spared either, as the welts all over her perfect boobs and abs were maturing. Satisfied with her masterpiece, Jenna secured her bonus by completely undressing Treena, who offered no resistance. She walked around the ring, twirling Treena’s single piece on her finger as the crowd begged for her to add another souvenir to their collection. To their disappointment, she placed the cloth in one of the corners of the ring. She made her way back to the now naked Treena, unhooked her arms from the ropes and carefully guided her to the centre of the ring, where Treena stood helplessly, moaning in agony, not knowing where she was or how she was standing. Jenna held her in place to let the cameramen capture all the views. She then gently caressed Treena’s cheeks and planted a kiss right on her mouth, adding to Treena’s confusion. That didn’t last long though, as Jenna was ready to end this. She reared back into the ropes and launched herself into Treena, landing her leaping H-Bomb right-cross squarely on Treena’s lax jaw. A spray of sweat, blood and saliva floats above Treena’s head as she spun twice in her spot, then lands on her back, completely sprawled out.
Jenna massages her fist and observes her handiwork as she towers atop her prey. Megan walked to the centre of the ring and began her 10 count. But just as she reached 9, Jenna asked Megan to stop counting, and placed her heel right onto Treena’s face. She looks at Meg with a smile, to which Meg switched to the 5 count pin. Jenna flexed and gloated to the crowd as the count was completed.
The crowd erupted as the inaugural match came to an end. The announcer declared the winner by pinfall to be Jenna, and announced that the 10 minute post fight humiliation has begun. Megan leaned into Jenna’s ear: “You’re the face of the company, and the girl to beat. There are tons of cameras today…put on a post-fight show that nobody will forget!” Jenna smiled as Megan walked back to observe what was about to happen.
Jenna lifted her foot off Treena’s face, leaned down, picked up her motionless body and mounted her in a corner, arms and legs dangling over the ropes. She slaps Treena’s face a few times to bring her back to life. “Wake up baby, the real fun is about to begin!” Jenna smirks as she struts around the ring, giving the crowd a show until she reached the opposite corner. Jenna begins to undress and teases the crowd with her attire, which she happily tosses to them as souvenirs. Now both girls are barefoot and are wearing nothing but their 4oz gloves. Jenna, like a bull, pawed her foot on the floor and motioned towards Treena in the opposite corner. By now, Treena was awake and aware, but was absolutely helpless as Jenna ran full force across the ring and jumped, slamming her body into Treena’s, crushing her. Treena lets out a pathetic cry from the sheer impact. Jenna grabs Treena’s hair and starts rubbing her swelled, bloody face into her breasts, alternating between a breast smother and forcing Treena to worship them. Despite the suffocation, for the first time in this match, Treena found solace in Jenna’s offensive, having her firm, yet velvety smooth mammaries carress her face rather than her fists. Treena’s sucking and kissing was intense, in hopes to earn Jenna’s mercy, but instead, it turns Jenna on… “Mmm baby, your mouth still works after that beating? I’m impressed!” Jenna exclaimed.
After Jenna was satisfied, she weaned Treenas puffy lips off her areola, and pulled Treena’s legs out from underneath her, sitting her into the corner. Jenna gave the crowd an encore presentation, strutting her naked assets as she made her way to the opposite corner. She does the bull paw again, riling up the crowd for another incredible impact, and launches a vicious bronco buster straight into Treena’s face. Jenna’s momentum doesn’t stop, as she bounces herself on Treena’s face several times, while grabbing her hair, rubbing her face all over her crotch. Treena was given no opportunity to reciprocate as Jenna’s slathering of her face was rhythmic, but chaotic. This turns Jenna on even more and it inspires her on how she will end the humiliation sequence the best way she knows how.
She dismounts Treena’s face, and drags her by her ankles to the centre of the ring and stands overtop, facing Treena’s legs. Treena attempted to open her swelled eyes to see what was happening. She barely made out the silhouette of her conqueror but could hear her clearly as she heard Jenna say: “Hey sweetheart, I hope you enjoyed the appetizer, because here comes the main course!” And with that, Jenna sat down and plopped her womanhood right on Treena’s face. Treena suddenly came to life as she felt all her senses being overwhelmed by Jenna, her legs shuffling helplessly beneath her tormentor. This turned on Jenna even more as she pinched Treena’s nipples and wiggled her hips, securing the seal of her lips over Treena’s breathing passages. Treena felt her lungs collapsing as she couldn’t even muster a single breath of air while she felt the heat and wetness of her tormentor grow more intense when suddenly….relief. Jenna lifted herself off Treena’s face ever so slightly. Treena sucked in precious air, thinking that Jenna was doing this as a breathplay, but Jenna had other ideas. “Give me that tongue of yours, sugar!” Jenna cooed as she reached down and clasped Treena’s throat, forcing her tongue out. And with that, Jenna lowers herself again, completely sealing off Treena’s face and her brandished tongue with her womanhood, giving herself the ultimate stimulation. Jenna’s moans could be heard across the arena as she worked herself into several orgasms. Treena whimpers as that dreadful darkness creeps into her peripherals, knowing she was going to sleep. Within moments, she shudders beneath Jenna as she runs out of breath and passes out again. Jenna spends the final seconds of her humiliation sequence catching her breath and collecting her thoughts. As she sat upright with a straight back on Treena’s face, Megan walked over and raised Jenna’s hand again, signalling the end of the humiliation session.
After the match was officially called, Jenna slowly gets up, walks over to the corner of the ring where she left Treena’s outfit. She balls up the one-piece bikini as she walks over and stands over Treena. She raises it over her head as the crowd cheers her on. She then bends over, giving the crowd one of the loveliest views of the night, and stuffs the cloth into Treena’s mouth. Jenna gently pats Treena’s ruined cheek with her hand, then places her foot on her face, using it as a pedestal as Jenna strikes an incredible victory pose, a visual that would be used in future Fighting Angel posters for years to come. Megan walks over to Jenna, microphone in hand, for the post fight interview:
“Jenna, that was the most impressive fight I’ve ever seen you put on! Congratulations on your big win. Tell us how you feel!” Megan remarked.
“I feel great Megan.” Jenna responded as the crowd cheered her on. “I felt great during training, and I felt great during the fight. I did everything I wanted to out there and I feel bad for poor Treena down here who was the one to take it. I wanted to put on the show of shows knowing what was at stake. I hope I did the Fighting Angels proud.”
“I think we can all agree that your performance was amazing!” Megan exclaimed as the crowd cheered in approval. “Tell us what was going through your head during the fight. Were you surprised by any of Treena’s tactics?”
“Treena is a formidable opponent, and don’t let this beatdown make you think otherwise!” She said as she playfully patted Treena’s cheek with her foot. “Tonight I was the better woman. She’s a very traditional fighter with some gaping weaknesses. I baited her into making mistakes and that’s what ultimately cost her the match. I hope she can learn from this and come back even stronger.”
“Let’s take a look at the big screen! And talk us through what was going through your head.” Megan said as they shifted their focus. The replay of Jenna’s 12-6 elbow played in slow motion. “Yeah.” Jenna said as the crowd did their ohhhhs on impact. “That’s a move I used in previous fights. It doesn’t permanently damage. She’ll be okay. It just disabled her for the few minutes I needed to finish the job.” The replay of the big slam played. “She’s a striker, she’s not used to being handled this way. I felt her suffer when she hit the mat.” The replay of the first grounded right hook plays. “Heh, yeah that was cute.” Jenna chuckled as the crowd gasped at the intensity of the impact in the replay. “She thought she could hold me in for a breast smother…look where that got her.” The replay of her mid-Tremor Maker played, where Treena’s mouth piece flew out in slow motion. “I train 8 hours a day for this Megan! I don’t get tired!” She exclaims as the crowd roars, collectively gasping when the mouthpiece flew out. The final replay is of her final right cross, which captured Treena’s hopeless, defeated, pathetic expression perfectly as she twirled in slow motion and slipped off-screen followed by her fluids. “That’s my mercy blow Megan. I do that to girls I like so they don’t have to needlessly suffer any longer.” Jenna concluded as the crowd made their loudest ohhh on the replay of her devastating punch’s impact and aftermath.
“You’re a very noble fighter in victory.” Meg exclaimed as the focus went back to the girls in the ring. “You did something interesting with your opponents attire. Can you talk us through that?”
“I didn’t think anyone would notice!” Jenna laughed. “Despite making this cutie my bitch tonight, I have a high respect for her. I know her outfit means a lot to her with how she got it from her previous match, and I wanted to make sure it left with her while I secured the bonus.” Jenna said as she used her toe to tuck the bikini further down Treena’s throat.
“Jenna, thank you for this interview and I can’t wait to see you in future bouts. Tell us what’s next for you!” Megan added.
Jenna took a deep breath and immediately changed her facial expression to a more serious tone as she looked straight into the camera. The arena fell silent as they wanted to hear what Jenna had to say. She propped herself up on Treena with both feet now, trampling her in the process, one foot firmly pinning down her face, the other on her stomach, eliciting a weak yelp through Treena’s stuffed lips. “This is a stern message to all the girls fighters who are watching. I am the queen of the Fighting Angels. If you get in the ring with me, this will be your ultimate fate.” She concluded, pointing down at her former rival. “Fighting Angels isn’t for the weak-willed. If you join us, especially if you make it to LEFA, expect to put your best foot out there or else you will be destroyed. Step up, or get stepped on.” Jenna capped off the interview, as she used the ball of her foot to massage Treena’s face as if she were putting out a cigarette.
“Jenna Nadasi everyone!” Meg exclaimed as the crowd exploded in cheers, ending the night.
The End