Valentine versus Patricia (PLC)

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Re: Valentine versus Patricia (PLC)

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     The naked redhead steadied herself on her feet and removed her arm from around the top rope. Everything felt so surreal. The movements of the crowd seemed to all blend together and its roar sounded like the rumbling of ocean waves. It felt as if she were on a barren raft, floating among waves. Her vision seemed blurry as rays of light refracted through a thin layer of tears. Nonetheless, she could still make out her opponent. And she knew that she had to fight. With her mind in shambles, nothing else mattered to her at that moment—all rational thought had been replaced by a slurry of unthinking emotions.
     Then, movement. Her opponent began charging at her. Patricia readied herself, straightening her slumped shoulders as she stepped her left foot forward and shakily raised her fists to her chin. As her opponent approached, Patricia could feel tension begin to build in her muscles, like a spring loading up. She became like a mousetrap, ready to burst into motion the moment something triggered it.
     The trap sprang once her opponent was just outside striking range. Patricia's feet pushed against the mat and the mat pushed back, its force traveling up Patricia's leg and into her hips. Her hips rotated in tandem with her upper body, accelerating her fist at a breakneck speed.
     This technique—the right cross—was Patricia's last hope, thrown out of pure instinct. It was just about the only technique that Patricia knew how to throw. With almost no fight left in her, she put everything into the right cross in the hopes of ending the match in one concussive blow.
     Patricia's fist shot forth like a meteor, barreling towards the location where Valentine's head should have been—but something was wrong. Patricia barely even had time to react as Valentine leapt into the air and went horizontal to the mat, thus moving her head safely out of the path of Patricia's right cross. Out of the bottom periphery of her vision, Patricia could see movement as Valentine's lower half became like a spear. All Patricia could do was flinch while her fist traveled along its immutable path, the weight of her body trailing behind as she overextended on her cross.
     Momentum collided with momentum as Valentine's boots slammed into Patricia's unprotected jaw. Her long, red tresses whipped through the air as her head was jolted askew. Axons sheared as her brain sloshed and stretched within her skull. Patricia's head seemed to twist in-place, its forward motion halted by a sudden impulse-like impact. The rest of Patricia's body continued along its path, momentarily unperturbed by the savage impact. The air seeming to swirl around her fist as it shot into oblivion, completely missing its target.
     Then, a split second after the dropkick made contact with Patricia's chin, the muscles and ligaments in her neck began to strain, bringing the rest of her body to a halt. The sinew of her arm stretched, arresting her fist as her punching arm reached full extention. For a moment, Patricia seemed still as her body came to an infinitesimally short halt. Her head was bent at an odd angle, while her punching arm was left outstretched.
     Then came the recoil. The red-haired woman's head reversed direction, bouncing off her opponent's boots and dragging the rest of her body with. She started to fall, her limp legs unable to provide any support as she flew away from her opponent and towards the canvas. Patricia's red hair trailed behind her, leaving streaks of red in her wake.
     Her back hit the canvas with a thud, which barely managed to pierce the ambient noise of the crowd. A secondary, quieter thud rang out as Patricia's head slammed into the canvas. Her flowing red hair settled just moments later. Elbows tucked to the sides of her body, Patricia's forearms were held vertical and aloft, her fists pointing towards the sky in the classic fencing response position.
     Heads began to turn as confused spectators tried to figure out what had just happened. The whole exchange had barely even lasted a second. One moment, the red-haired girl had been standing, barely hanging on. The next moment, she was lying spread eagle on the mat, eyes squeezed shut and body stiff. The arena went dead silent.
     Patricia's forearms flopped to the mat. Her body seemed to sink into the mat, as if it were too weak to support itself even while lying down. Her legs were splayed apart, revealing her womanly anatomy. Residual fluids from her earlier arousal dripped from her pussy onto the mat. With every ragged, laborious breath, her bare chest rose and fell. And her face was a red mess, stained with tears and adorned with a post-arousal flush, with tufts of her crimson red hair haphazardly resting across her features.

Patricia was unable to continue.


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Re: Valentine versus Patricia (PLC)

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When Valentíne ran against Patricia, he could see in that girl's eyes .... A sensation, desire, she seemed eager to win, probably Yukari's studies about her and her terrible history of fights not only showed a lack of physical ability, but also had sowed a desperation for not being a loser, reminding her to some extent to who once could have been her fighting partner, but now she was only a memory of despair.

When Patricia fell to the ground, the audience also seemed affected, she was simply the sweet heroine who could not against an evil being, and Valentíne understood it, she was never a good girl, but if she was capable of being a monster, nothing would let her become a villain or an antagonist.

So soon Valentíne would get to Patricia, taking her hands and dropping her 4 times, and when she was about to do it one last time, she checked her pulse, just to make sure she wouldn't go to jail, but when everything was fine, the bell rang, nobody celebrated, Patricia would surely be disappointed in her, but Valentíne had one last surprise for her, leaving the ring and taking a paper and pencil, she would go back to Patricia, writing down almost only nonsense, leaving her between the nurse's breasts.....

Well Miss Patricia, you are in serious trouble, I would suggest you get treatment immediately if you don't want to be at further risk....hahaha......I love my job.

So would say the nurse getting out of the ring, carrying her things and leaving, she accomplished what she could, and it would be fun to see if Patricia really heeds her medical prescription
Winner: Valentíne!
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