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“Ooooooh!” Lucy’s eyes crossed and she cocked her head to one side. Her arms lifted involuntarily as the bigger woman’s fist drove into her flat, but it turns out not very strong belly.
Lucy admitted that Jack’s charms worked on her. He wasn’t subtle, but he was funny and good looking and that made her blush. By the time they finished their coffee Jack had talked her into a date later that same night. He mysteriously told Lucy she should dress for a workout.
Lucy hit the mall more than she hit the gym. She decided on a matching spandex black bra and shorts she hadn’t worn yet. It wasn’t super revealing but was sure to give Jack some ideas. She knew guys liked her stomach so she made sure she was showing off her smooth abs. She wore minimum makeup and made sure it was waterproof so it wouldn’t run if she sweated, which she had no intention of doing.
Jack picked Lucy up at home and drove them 30 minutes to an old gym. This wasn’t a Planet Fitness, instead, it was something from a Rocky movie. Punching bags were hung throughout the single room. In one corner there was a rack of dumbbells, stationary bikes, and other equipment. In the center was a permanent boxing ring. It was cleaned regularly but still had the stains of years of blood and sweat. The half-dozen men working out pretended not to gawk at Lucy, but she could feel their eyes on her.
She wasn’t afraid until she met her trainer.
Jen was downstairs in the women’s changing room already in her work out gear. She was a hulk of a woman, standing almost 6 feet, with an olive tan, and lean muscles. She was dressed for business, with her long blonde hair restrained into a ponytail. Lucy was an aspiring actress and used to being around attractive people, but even without make-up, Jen was the most stunning woman Lucy had ever seen.
The Amazon gave Lucy a friendly nod. “Are you here for the boxing lesson?”
“Uh… “ Lucy stammered. Boxing lesson? “Y… yeah.” What the hell had Jack talked her into?
Jen smiled broadly “Great, I’m your trainer! We’ll see you out there!” With that She-Hulk bounced cheerfully out of the changing room. Lucy finished changing and sat on the bench for a long time. Terrified. Was this woman really going to hit her? She looked around the room for another exit but there was none. She even considered locking herself in one of the larger lockers, a trick she learned in middle school, but she was a bit too big to do that now.
Eventually, Jen came back to check on her. She enthusiastically hovered around until Lucy stood and walked up the stairs alongside her. Jack was casually doing bicep curls and laughing with some of the guys. He walked over when Lucy and Jen walked up together and helped Lucy tape up her hands. By the time the girls had their gloves on and faced off in the ring all of the men in the gym had found a reason to wander to ringside.
Lucy took a deep breath and forced herself to relax. What was she so worried about? She was no gym bunny but she wasn’t in bad shape. Jen was being very helpful so far and actually seemed like a cool person. Lucy decided she should just have fun and try not to sweat too much. It’s not like Jack paid Jen to beat up his date.
Jen instructed Lucy to touch gloves then moved away from her putting her guard up. Lucy tried to do the same and they ended up circling each other. Lucy was happy to hear Jack cheering for her at ringside. Jen moved like a cat, closing in on Lucy, tapping her gloves with her own and dancing away. She did this several times until Lucy realized she was trying to get her to do it too.
Lucy felt silly walking across the ring. Jen moved with practiced grace, while Lucy’s feet were glued to the floor by comparison. She began to reach out to touch Jen’s gloves but the woman flashed out a left jab and tapped the girl gently on the forehead. Lucy stopped short, confused. She raised her hands to her face not realizing she was leaving herself open…
… for the Amazon to step into Lucy’s personal space and punch the girl in the stomach with the force of an angry mule. A loud “slap” sound reverberated through the gym as leather hit skin. Lucy’s eyes went wide with shock as she was lifted off the canvas to rest her chin on the taller woman’s shoulder. Her limbs flailed out of control as her breath exploded out of her small body. From somewhere deep inside her she grunted “Oof!”
A little history lesson. Boxing gloves were originally intended to protect the hands of the wearers. Before gloves, you were more likely to break your own hand than knock the other guy out. The bouts lasted dozens of rounds because the fighters wouldn’t hit each other full force. Now in modern times, with the gloves, Lucy wasn’t going to have that problem.
Lucy’s feet hit the mat and she lost her footing. The girl crashed to the floor immediately curling her knees beneath her and touching her head to the canvas. The smoldering pain in her stomach was her whole world now. She had no idea how long she laid there, tears fogging her vision, ears ringing, struggling to breathe. When she finally caught her breath, she expelled it with a slow “Ooooooh!”
“She’s cute!” Jen said with a wink. She let Lucy take her time sorting things out on the floor of the ring. She leaned on the rope to chat with Jack. “Do you think she’s into girls?”
Jack laughed, “That would be hot, but I don’t think so. You know she’s an actress?”
“Yeah?” Jen raised an eyebrow, “has she been in anything good?”
“Mostly that CW crap if you’re into it, but she’s done some nude scenes.”
Jen went to check on Lucy who was still kowtowed and moaning softly. “Yeah, alright. I’ll definitely check that out.” Jen offered her glove to help Lucy get to her feet. The girl accepted gratefully. That is until Jen shoved her backward into the ring ropes then sank a devastating uppercut into her soft belly when she sprang back.
“Wump!” Lucy whimpered softly, biting her lower lip, eyebrows pushing together in a look of confusion. She stood on her toes, arms at her sides doing nothing to protect her wimpy core muscles. Jen hooked her glove behind Lucy’s neck making soothing noises, “It’s okay honey, we’ll get through this.”
While still controlling Lucy by the head, Jen fired another brutal punch into Lucy’s abs. “Wump!” The girl grunted “Unh!” but her wide-eyed expression of shock didn’t change. Jen had gone hard on the heavy bag before Jack came in with his latest girl. Lucy’s abs were something between that and a firm pillow. Because no one would stop her. “Wump!” Jen smashed the third fist into Lucy’s guts. “Unh!”
Then, much to Lucy’s astonishment, Jen aimed a little lower and plowed her fist into the little gap between her thighs. A fire erupted through her body and Lucy screamed hoarsely. She was nearly passed out, but somehow was still feeling everything. She looked at Jen as though she betrayed their whole gender mouthing a silent “Why?”
The small black-haired girl crumpled to the ground barely knowing where she was anymore. The agony in her crotch was all-consuming, overpowering even her instinct to try to escape. She heard mumbled voices as the conversation continued. Slowly things became clearer…
“I was going to take her to Stephano’s, but we’ll see if she’s up to eating after this.”
Jen laughed, “Anything to get out of paying for dinner eh? Fucking cheapskate.”
Jake held his hands up in a submissive gesture “I plead the 5th!”
Lucy never knew this kind of agony existed or what she had done to deserve it. She was nothing more than a ragdoll at Jen’s mercy. She was vaguely aware that she was on her feet again. Jen picked her up and tossed her into the corner of the ring. She hooked the wimpy girl’s arms over the top rope then stood back for a moment to admire her work.
She hadn’t touched the face, she wouldn’t do that to a pretty girl like Lucy. The brunette’s pale skin was shiny with perspiration. At some point, her hair had come loose and it stuck to her face and neck. Jen planted her feet and leathered the girl’s belly with a dozen rapid-fire jabs that bounced Lucy off the mat.
“Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof!”
The dark-haired girls were wide in shock as she absorbed Jen’s fist over and over. She did nothing to stop the barrage of fists.
Suddenly Lucy felt the sensation of being lifted. Indeed, Jen hefted Lucy over one shoulder. Lucy had no idea what was about to happen, but she kicked her slender legs and begged Jen to end this. Ignoring the girl’s moans and pleas Jen dropped to her knees hard. Newton’s 1st law is that An object at rest stays at rest and an object in motion stays in motion with the same speed and in the same direction unless acted upon by an object at rest. So, Lucy’s body was still in motion until Jens’ knees hit the mat. Suddenly Jen’s body was at rest and that 500 pounds of force went right into Lucy’s gut. (That’s actually about right I looked it up.)
“Ooooooh!” Lucy sobbed. Her eyes were closed tight and her ruby red lips were pursed as she moaned.
“Hey!” laughed one of the guys that was not Jack. “You can’t do that Jen. That’s illegal!”
“What can I say?” Jen apologized insincerely. “The dude paid for it.”
Jen dropped Lucy and the girl rolled away holding her belly desperately. Her flight mode was finally activated, and she struggled to get up. She managed to get to her hands and knees but didn’t realize that she was again making herself a target.
Jen moved to the other side of the ring and got a running start. The tall Amazon took three steps then brought the toe of her foot hard up into Lucy’s crotch. The girl cried out “No!” and folded her legs under her.
Lucy stayed there for a long time, unable to pass out and unwilling to move. She heard Jen say “Time’s up Jack!” and knew it was over. The incident actually lasted no more than 10 to 15 minutes but it seemed like hours to Lucy. Jen herself helped her out of the ring and took her back downstairs to clean up.
The same Amazon that administered the beating now showered with her, touched up her makeup and helped her get dressed. Jen made it clear it wasn’t personal.
“Jack’s into weird stuff but he’s okay.” Lucy was surprised to see the stunning woman blush. “I don’t mind that you don’t work out. I like soft girly-girls like you, and to me, a date looks more like Netflix and pizza on the couch. I put my number in your purse.”
Lucy was going to be walking funny for the next week. She skipped dinner, deciding she didn’t want to puke everything she ate. One bonus to the beating she received was that once Jack took her home, he was diamond-hard the whole night and they fucked like rabbits.
Lucy admitted that Jack’s charms worked on her. He wasn’t subtle, but he was funny and good looking and that made her blush. By the time they finished their coffee Jack had talked her into a date later that same night. He mysteriously told Lucy she should dress for a workout.
Lucy hit the mall more than she hit the gym. She decided on a matching spandex black bra and shorts she hadn’t worn yet. It wasn’t super revealing but was sure to give Jack some ideas. She knew guys liked her stomach so she made sure she was showing off her smooth abs. She wore minimum makeup and made sure it was waterproof so it wouldn’t run if she sweated, which she had no intention of doing.
Jack picked Lucy up at home and drove them 30 minutes to an old gym. This wasn’t a Planet Fitness, instead, it was something from a Rocky movie. Punching bags were hung throughout the single room. In one corner there was a rack of dumbbells, stationary bikes, and other equipment. In the center was a permanent boxing ring. It was cleaned regularly but still had the stains of years of blood and sweat. The half-dozen men working out pretended not to gawk at Lucy, but she could feel their eyes on her.
She wasn’t afraid until she met her trainer.
Jen was downstairs in the women’s changing room already in her work out gear. She was a hulk of a woman, standing almost 6 feet, with an olive tan, and lean muscles. She was dressed for business, with her long blonde hair restrained into a ponytail. Lucy was an aspiring actress and used to being around attractive people, but even without make-up, Jen was the most stunning woman Lucy had ever seen.
The Amazon gave Lucy a friendly nod. “Are you here for the boxing lesson?”
“Uh… “ Lucy stammered. Boxing lesson? “Y… yeah.” What the hell had Jack talked her into?
Jen smiled broadly “Great, I’m your trainer! We’ll see you out there!” With that She-Hulk bounced cheerfully out of the changing room. Lucy finished changing and sat on the bench for a long time. Terrified. Was this woman really going to hit her? She looked around the room for another exit but there was none. She even considered locking herself in one of the larger lockers, a trick she learned in middle school, but she was a bit too big to do that now.
Eventually, Jen came back to check on her. She enthusiastically hovered around until Lucy stood and walked up the stairs alongside her. Jack was casually doing bicep curls and laughing with some of the guys. He walked over when Lucy and Jen walked up together and helped Lucy tape up her hands. By the time the girls had their gloves on and faced off in the ring all of the men in the gym had found a reason to wander to ringside.
Lucy took a deep breath and forced herself to relax. What was she so worried about? She was no gym bunny but she wasn’t in bad shape. Jen was being very helpful so far and actually seemed like a cool person. Lucy decided she should just have fun and try not to sweat too much. It’s not like Jack paid Jen to beat up his date.
Jen instructed Lucy to touch gloves then moved away from her putting her guard up. Lucy tried to do the same and they ended up circling each other. Lucy was happy to hear Jack cheering for her at ringside. Jen moved like a cat, closing in on Lucy, tapping her gloves with her own and dancing away. She did this several times until Lucy realized she was trying to get her to do it too.
Lucy felt silly walking across the ring. Jen moved with practiced grace, while Lucy’s feet were glued to the floor by comparison. She began to reach out to touch Jen’s gloves but the woman flashed out a left jab and tapped the girl gently on the forehead. Lucy stopped short, confused. She raised her hands to her face not realizing she was leaving herself open…
… for the Amazon to step into Lucy’s personal space and punch the girl in the stomach with the force of an angry mule. A loud “slap” sound reverberated through the gym as leather hit skin. Lucy’s eyes went wide with shock as she was lifted off the canvas to rest her chin on the taller woman’s shoulder. Her limbs flailed out of control as her breath exploded out of her small body. From somewhere deep inside her she grunted “Oof!”
A little history lesson. Boxing gloves were originally intended to protect the hands of the wearers. Before gloves, you were more likely to break your own hand than knock the other guy out. The bouts lasted dozens of rounds because the fighters wouldn’t hit each other full force. Now in modern times, with the gloves, Lucy wasn’t going to have that problem.
Lucy’s feet hit the mat and she lost her footing. The girl crashed to the floor immediately curling her knees beneath her and touching her head to the canvas. The smoldering pain in her stomach was her whole world now. She had no idea how long she laid there, tears fogging her vision, ears ringing, struggling to breathe. When she finally caught her breath, she expelled it with a slow “Ooooooh!”
“She’s cute!” Jen said with a wink. She let Lucy take her time sorting things out on the floor of the ring. She leaned on the rope to chat with Jack. “Do you think she’s into girls?”
Jack laughed, “That would be hot, but I don’t think so. You know she’s an actress?”
“Yeah?” Jen raised an eyebrow, “has she been in anything good?”
“Mostly that CW crap if you’re into it, but she’s done some nude scenes.”
Jen went to check on Lucy who was still kowtowed and moaning softly. “Yeah, alright. I’ll definitely check that out.” Jen offered her glove to help Lucy get to her feet. The girl accepted gratefully. That is until Jen shoved her backward into the ring ropes then sank a devastating uppercut into her soft belly when she sprang back.
“Wump!” Lucy whimpered softly, biting her lower lip, eyebrows pushing together in a look of confusion. She stood on her toes, arms at her sides doing nothing to protect her wimpy core muscles. Jen hooked her glove behind Lucy’s neck making soothing noises, “It’s okay honey, we’ll get through this.”
While still controlling Lucy by the head, Jen fired another brutal punch into Lucy’s abs. “Wump!” The girl grunted “Unh!” but her wide-eyed expression of shock didn’t change. Jen had gone hard on the heavy bag before Jack came in with his latest girl. Lucy’s abs were something between that and a firm pillow. Because no one would stop her. “Wump!” Jen smashed the third fist into Lucy’s guts. “Unh!”
Then, much to Lucy’s astonishment, Jen aimed a little lower and plowed her fist into the little gap between her thighs. A fire erupted through her body and Lucy screamed hoarsely. She was nearly passed out, but somehow was still feeling everything. She looked at Jen as though she betrayed their whole gender mouthing a silent “Why?”
The small black-haired girl crumpled to the ground barely knowing where she was anymore. The agony in her crotch was all-consuming, overpowering even her instinct to try to escape. She heard mumbled voices as the conversation continued. Slowly things became clearer…
“I was going to take her to Stephano’s, but we’ll see if she’s up to eating after this.”
Jen laughed, “Anything to get out of paying for dinner eh? Fucking cheapskate.”
Jake held his hands up in a submissive gesture “I plead the 5th!”
Lucy never knew this kind of agony existed or what she had done to deserve it. She was nothing more than a ragdoll at Jen’s mercy. She was vaguely aware that she was on her feet again. Jen picked her up and tossed her into the corner of the ring. She hooked the wimpy girl’s arms over the top rope then stood back for a moment to admire her work.
She hadn’t touched the face, she wouldn’t do that to a pretty girl like Lucy. The brunette’s pale skin was shiny with perspiration. At some point, her hair had come loose and it stuck to her face and neck. Jen planted her feet and leathered the girl’s belly with a dozen rapid-fire jabs that bounced Lucy off the mat.
“Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof!”
The dark-haired girls were wide in shock as she absorbed Jen’s fist over and over. She did nothing to stop the barrage of fists.
Suddenly Lucy felt the sensation of being lifted. Indeed, Jen hefted Lucy over one shoulder. Lucy had no idea what was about to happen, but she kicked her slender legs and begged Jen to end this. Ignoring the girl’s moans and pleas Jen dropped to her knees hard. Newton’s 1st law is that An object at rest stays at rest and an object in motion stays in motion with the same speed and in the same direction unless acted upon by an object at rest. So, Lucy’s body was still in motion until Jens’ knees hit the mat. Suddenly Jen’s body was at rest and that 500 pounds of force went right into Lucy’s gut. (That’s actually about right I looked it up.)
“Ooooooh!” Lucy sobbed. Her eyes were closed tight and her ruby red lips were pursed as she moaned.
“Hey!” laughed one of the guys that was not Jack. “You can’t do that Jen. That’s illegal!”
“What can I say?” Jen apologized insincerely. “The dude paid for it.”
Jen dropped Lucy and the girl rolled away holding her belly desperately. Her flight mode was finally activated, and she struggled to get up. She managed to get to her hands and knees but didn’t realize that she was again making herself a target.
Jen moved to the other side of the ring and got a running start. The tall Amazon took three steps then brought the toe of her foot hard up into Lucy’s crotch. The girl cried out “No!” and folded her legs under her.
Lucy stayed there for a long time, unable to pass out and unwilling to move. She heard Jen say “Time’s up Jack!” and knew it was over. The incident actually lasted no more than 10 to 15 minutes but it seemed like hours to Lucy. Jen herself helped her out of the ring and took her back downstairs to clean up.
The same Amazon that administered the beating now showered with her, touched up her makeup and helped her get dressed. Jen made it clear it wasn’t personal.
“Jack’s into weird stuff but he’s okay.” Lucy was surprised to see the stunning woman blush. “I don’t mind that you don’t work out. I like soft girly-girls like you, and to me, a date looks more like Netflix and pizza on the couch. I put my number in your purse.”
Lucy was going to be walking funny for the next week. She skipped dinner, deciding she didn’t want to puke everything she ate. One bonus to the beating she received was that once Jack took her home, he was diamond-hard the whole night and they fucked like rabbits.
