Spectre vs Snow White (D): a virus that destroys everything

[the funny girl]

Everything was going relatively well as Leah was approaching her opponent's direction ignoring the fact that her leg was burning with pain, her evil opponent despite looking at her seemed like he wasn't going to do an aerial move to knock her down, which was... strange because with the speed she was going, an aerial move would be quite profitable because the white-haired girl wouldn't be able to stop in time and wouldn't have many options to dodge an aerial attack unless her opponent was planning something else in that twisted evil mind of hers although she would ask herself that later once Snow White had knocked her down to the ground although that apparent calmness of the malevolent virus made her have a bad feeling about this and about Spectre's "calm" and "carefree" attitude, Leah wasn't sure if her attack would work or go well, since apparently somehow her red-haired opponent was always two steps ahead of her and any attack that she would perform, she would simply look useless against her malevolent opponent.

Leah kicks the rope hard as she could see that the ropes shuddered at the impact, causing the legs and entire body of the malevolent virus to shake until finally one of her red-haired opponent's feet fell off the rope but something was wrong with Spectre's movements, it's as if it were... semi-intentional but her eyes widened when her evil opponent didn't fall the way Leah expected since instead of Spectre falling loudly to the ground, Spectre made her butt touch the ropes as if she were sitting somewhere else and Leah watched as her red-haired opponent's arms grabbed the ropes for stability, this made the white-haired girl's brain scream that this was dangerous although her mobility was somewhat limited, she would try to back away although unfortunately it was too late to back away, since the agile legs of her evil opponent wrapped around Snow White's head like an anaconda successfully catching its prey, Well...if Leah wasn't in a fucked up situation, this one just got really fucked up.

"NNNGHH!" She moaned muffledly as she could feel her head slowly starting to be squeezed in that figure-four headscissor, she instinctively brought her hands towards her thighs trying to separate them, in order to relieve the pain that slowly began to be greater as the seconds passed, she heard the words of her malevolent opponent, if someone had seen her most likely Leah would have puffed out her cheeks in anger although the "I’m -always- right there" reminded her a bit of the phrase that Humpty Dumpty said in the movie "Puss in Boots" but Spectre couldn't be serious... or could she? In any case, she couldn't be like that, since her knee would slowly begin to weaken from standing for so long, which at some point would make her kneel, which clearly her evil opponent would take advantage of to continue punishing her brutally and would surely hurt her still red and exposed belly, the idea of ​​being kneeling and trapped between Spectre's agile legs didn't please Leah very much, who tried to move uselessly between the legs and thighs of her evil opponent.

Although then she remembered that she was close to the ropes, so she decided to use one of her hands, Snow White quickly released her right hand from Spectre's thigh and grabbed the middle rope to do a ropebreak in the hope of being able to free herself from this although something told her that this was not going to be so easy.

[Monsy]

Spectre’s stare remained fixed, conscious of the rope break. The referee chimed in, “Rope break!” To confirm it, then realized the hold was not moving an inch. Spectre was still squeezing, trying to turn this snow white into a blueberry. The referee glared, then attempted to pry the hold with her hands clasping onto Spectre’s boot. It didn’t budge. “I said rope break! You have ears, don’t you?!” Complained the referee, fed up, now starting the disqualifying count by the swipe of her hand.

“One!”
…
“Two!”
…
“Idiot.”

-SMACK!- She cracked her fist against Leila’s cheek. Knuckles, bone-to-bone, filling up Spectre’s hand with pain she absorbed, then re-invested with a second punch that whipped at the same spot.

-SMACK!-
“Three!”
-SMACK!-
“Four!”
-SMACK!-

The referee reached the end of their good-will. About to hit five. “Not bad.” Spectre said, then unwrapped her legs, putting one on Leah’s chest to thrust her back. Spectre stood on the middle ropes, leaping into a springboard, hoping to land on Leah’s shoulders then whip herself back, between Leah’s legs and making them flip right over hurricanrana style.

Leah on the ground. Spectre on her chest.

Trapped.

[the funny girl]

Leah had grabbed the rope, since the white-haired girl knew that trying to move her legs apart would be a waste of time that she was not very willing to take, and also that her injured leg could not fully support the weight that Leah's body was exerting along with the legs of the malevolent virus and as it was obvious the referee intervened in her favor so that Spectre would release her “Rope break!” The white-haired girl managed to listen but as it was obvious Spectre didn't let go and what's more, at every moment he was putting more pressure on poor Snow White's head who moaned weakly and writhed trying to get out of there, Leah had already foreseen this situation and it was more than evident that a heel was not going to free her prey so easily and much less this malevolent virus who had control and power over the poor white-haired girl although then she felt how lightly Spectre's legs were grabbed surely by the referee to try to make her red-haired opponent let go but failing miserably because Spectre's legs were tightly tightened around Leah's head “I said rope break! You have ears, don’t you?!” Even though Leah couldn't see what was going on, she could hear it and with what she was hearing, the referee didn't sound at all happy that Spectre was ignoring the referee.

"One!" Leah then managed to hear followed by a "Two!" from the referee who was quite upset, the white-haired girl understood her opponent's actions, as she just stayed there squeezing her head as if nothing happened while ignoring the referee's count, she knew that if she let go of the rope she would be screwed and therefore she grabbed the ring rope as if her life depended on it, because if she let go of the rope... goodbye to her chances of escaping her red-haired opponent and then she shuddered when Spectre let out a few words which were "idiot" and feared the worst "UUUGGHH!" Leah moaned in pain as a terrible blow landed on her cheek, causing the white-haired girl to stagger and her grip on the rope to loosen but she still had to hold the ropes while her eyes watched as a second blow approached with intentions of hitting her red cheek from the previous blow, this was going to be a blow to one side of Snow White's face.

"NNNGGHHH!"

“Three!”

"AARGGH!"

“Four!”

"OUUGHH!"

Leah shuddered in pure pain as her poor cheek was punished over and over again, her moans of pain could be heard coming out of her mouth as her legs trembled non-stop from the pain while her grip on the ring rope began to weaken further and when the referee was about to count again, Leah got to hear some words from her red-haired opponent that she didn't know their meaning but suddenly Spectre's legs released from her head, making her head no longer feel so much pressure although before she could react, the malevolent virus managed to put one of his boots on her chest and with a strong push, she was thrown back, Leah was quite disoriented after those consecutive blows to her cheek and even she didn't know where she was standing at the moment while one or another gasp of pain escaped from her mouth and when she looked up to look at her red-haired opponent, she had jumped using as a trampoline the ropes and when Leah least expected it, Spectre was on her shoulders.

Leah swayed from all the weight she was carrying on her shoulders as she swayed "KYAAAA!" as she lunged forward without any warning as her feet lifted off the ground and she fell to the ground with a thud, that move was quite similar to a hurricanrana although it was certainly effective against the caught off guard Leah as her body once again shook in pain but now she was on the ground face up while her opponent was on her chest, with no chance of escape.

[Monsy]

This position was perfect.

Like being placed in front of a terminal to a clean-slate program. Better yet, poised to be uploaded to the endoskeleton of her newest creation yet: Snow White. “I just want you to know.” Spectre said, looking down at her. She slowly placed both her hands around Leah’s throat, adding a moderate squeeze like testing a stress ball. Then leaned down, adding weight to the throat as Spectre got on one knee by Leah’s ribs, hunched over, charging up her second knee. When it was drawn fully back, she finished her statement.

“I won’t stop.”

-SMACK!-

Angelina thrust her knee right into Leah’s belly. She lifted the knee again immediately, then made the same motion.

-SMACK!-

Hitting her in the same spot like it's a corner clinch. It became a pattern. A monotonous factory-like production of Spectre ramming her knee into Leah’s abdominals endlessly. The motions of her leg being the printing press that stamps tomorrow’s biggest headlines, with a fat image of Snow White's bruising right on that cover. Again and again and again, over how long it takes. -Smack- … -Smack- … -Smack- … -Smack- … -Smack- … -Smack- ...

[the funny girl]

Leah was terrified and besides she could feel fear, pain and absolute despair even if the white-haired girl tried to attack or defend herself, it would all be completely useless from Spectre's point of view, Leah could already imagine what was going to happen next if she didn't do something to get her red-haired opponent off of her but she couldn't do much due to the pain in her head and more to the fall she had received a few seconds ago although in the mind of the white-haired girl she wanted to curse her luck and her weakness she couldn't, since she knew perfectly well that Spectre's gaze was fixed on her "nnnghhh!" Leah moans muffledly as her neck was squeezed by both hands of her evil opponent as she listened to her speak, the white-haired girl felt a sensation beyond fear, a terror of what was going to come next and that her poor body would suffer the consequences while she uselessly tried to bring her hands to Specter's arms to try to remove the red-haired girl's hands from her neck that were surely going to have a few red marks due to her white skin and more because of the pressure of her red-haired opponent's fingers in addition to an extra weight when the malevolent virus leaned down.

Snow White felt one of Specter's legs close to her ribs, this so that Leah would not escape or avoid what was about to happen, the only thing the white-haired girl could do was look her opponent directly in the eyes while her breathing became difficult at certain moments while she listened to the final declaration of the malevolent virus "KYAAARGH!" Leah moaned in pain as she clenched her hands on Specter's arms when she felt a powerful knee strike her poor belly that was red, the pain was quite sharp and the worst thing was that Specter was hitting the destroyed area of ​​her white leotard although she knew that it was not going to provide much protection, at least it was going to prevent that horrible blow from showing but now unfortunately it had touched someone so evil and cruel that certainly the white-haired girl did not understand how there could be people so cruel and evil to the point of enjoying causing pain to others.

But Leah's punishment was only just beginning or rather the hellish torture that the white-haired girl was about to receive, as Spectre pulled his knee away from her belly only to slam it hard into Snow White's belly again "UUUGGHHH!" Leah moaned again in pain as the pain in her belly increased to critical levels, this new type of pain she was feeling was not normal and not even her childhood or another painful memory compared to this as she began to despair and Leah's face turned red because she still had Spectre's hands on her neck and due to the lack of air, the white-haired girl's face was getting redder and redder and if this continued like this, she was going to become unconscious although she could breathe a little through her nose but the air was not going to be enough to endure what was coming to the white-haired girl.

Spectre doesn't seem to care much about the agony Snow White was suffering and besides that, he was the only one who had a few tears starting to form in the corner of his eyes because of the pain she was feeling in her belly and that was unbearable for Leah "UUGHH!"..."AAAHHH!"..."NNGGGH!"...."UUUGHHH!"..."KYYYArggh!"..."nnngghh!" With each blow she received, her tears rolled down her face due to the impact of her opponent's knee against her poor belly that was becoming more and more red and even a little purple could be noticed.

[Monsy]

Eventually, for a few moments, Spectre stopped. She still held the girl’s throat in her hands. Soft, pliable. A slightly firmer face-up throat. Matching with Spectre’s own delicate but capable hands. The sentiment was pure cute aggression. She loved this neck. But that kept making her want to squeeze it. The eyes. THE EYES. FINALLY CRYING REAL CROCODILE ONES. All that hurt coursing through Leah’s body finally filled up her eyes, then spread over to Spectre who felt overwhelmed, struggling to hold in her own happy tears that just wanted: More.

“I need more of that. You’re not givin' it enough effort. Fuckin’ dysfunctional punch-meat. I need… -more- from you.”

Spectre let her throat go, raised her hand that was tensing all the way to her shoulder. She felt the same vitriol of anger in a different way, making her hand shake as she glanced at her unsteady wrist, then down at Leah.

“Keep cryin.”

Spectre slapped her across the face. Then slid back quickly. She moved her hips to sit over Leah’s own, soon shifting to the top of her thighs before plopping her weight down. And in a hurry, Spectre punched down into Leah's gut.

“And keep screamin. Don’t go quiet on me. Blow your fuckin’ lungs out.”

She took the leotard hole she ripped before, then tore it in two directions so she could see that hidden stomach for all its glory. Her face sweltered mapping the shape, eyeing the waist, the twitching and marks, the flex of breathing and shakes where it hurt most. It was just all so perfect.

That she started another storm. -SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!-

Fists that rained down. Fists that kept coming.

“Beg for it to stop. Beg! Because I still won’t... can’t--”

-SMACK!-

“--on my own!”

Because it just made her feel some type of way. Caffeine injected right into the veins with drug euphoria and the hunger of a starving lion, making her irresistibility smile to her ears underneath the mask and punch away at Leah’s belly with endless left and right fists. And if they listened just a little beyond the veil of sweaty fists smacking swollen flesh, or the crowds fervent boo’ing, they can hear the Virus having soft, quiet giggles as she pounds away at what wasn’t very human to her right now: but a butcher shop.

[the funny girl]

Snow White was really at a point where she thought that she was not going to eat very well if Spectre kept hitting her belly, since she could feel with each hit that Spectre was giving to her belly, her skin was getting redder and redder and although she could not see what was happening Leah knew that if Spectre continued like this, most likely her belly was going to have a horrible purple stain on her white skin that would surely disappear within several days... well that or Spectre finding her to continue massacring her belly but after a painful while, finally Spectre stopped but the tears that fell in the eyes of the poor albino girl were falling from her beautiful eyes, this was the most horrible and unpleasant experience she had ever experienced while her neck was still being squeezed by the hands of her evil opponent although Leah every time she looked into Spectre's eyes to see if there was any regret... there was no regret it was as if Spectre was designed for only one thing, to do as much harm as possible to the poor unfortunate person and she was the most unfortunate person on the planet to face someone who apparently enjoys hurting other people without any hint of remorse.

“I need more of that. You’re not givin' it enough effort. Fuckin’ dysfunctional punch-meat. I need… -more- from you.”

She heard Spectre's words and lightly sobbed, the white-haired girl could barely speak after so many blows to her belly and then the hands of her red-haired opponent released her neck but her neck was still red and marked by Spectre's fingers, Snow White's eyes were red due to her tears, Leah had her gaze fixed upwards while trying to recover as much oxygen as possible before something else happened while Leah felt as if she had entered a game to see how long it took for her belly to turn purple but still the part that terrified Leah the most was that Spectre was still on top of her although it seemed as if she was really excited, the white-haired girl did not understand how giving pain to another person was exciting for Spectre but it was not good at all, Leah's arms were halfway fine although due to all the pain that was being inflicted on her in addition to the fact that her knee was still recovering from hitting the crest of the metal staircase.

“Keep cryin.”

Then she received a slap from her opponent who spoke directly to Leah again "NNNGH!" She moans as her body trembles from that slap, plus that slap had brought some tears to her eyes, the slap was quite visible on her cheek due to her white skin but that was not over, as Spectre began to move to accommodate himself on Leah to apparently have a better position or view of Snow White's pathetic state "UUGH!" At one point Spectre dropped all his weight onto Leah's poor belly, causing the white-haired girl to shudder in pain as she let out a few gasps of pain, this was becoming more and more painful as time went on and her opponent was becoming more and more obsessed with hurting her injured belly.

"Meanwhile the gym"

Emma along with the Infernal Hierarchy, were training as usual although something caught the attention of the leader of the Infernal Hierarchy, as she stopped doing push-ups while looking at a screen "is something wrong? emma" Mudrock asked as he stopped lifting weights and approached the speed demon goddess who was looking at a television screen that was hanging there "mmm...well a match is being broadcast and it doesn't seem like that white-haired girl is enjoying her fight very much" The white-haired girl commented while looking at the screen with a serious look, Mudrock looked at the screen observing the "match" that was taking place, although more than a match it was a massacre that was taking place at the hands of that red-haired opponent who did not stop punishing that poor white-haired girl who could only moan in pain, she had even noticed the tears that ran down Leah's face.

"back in the ring"

“And keep screamin. Don’t go quiet on me. Blow your fuckin’ lungs out.”

Leah just limited herself to listening to Spectre's words to not stop screaming and crying while she felt Spectre's hands grab the torn part of her leotard and then tear it even more in two directions, this made Leah start to clench her fists, at this rate her red-haired opponent was going to leave her naked if she continued to tear her white leotard like this, although surely her evil opponent wouldn't care if she left her naked while this was only the calm before the storm "KYAA...NNGGHH...UUUGHH!" A shower of punches began to fall on her already massacred belly that was very red, you could even see that it was starting to turn between two colors, purple and red, Snow White's belly was the main target of the punches that were falling on the poor white-haired girl who began to feel even more pain from being constantly hit in an area that was sensitive due to all the punishments she had suffered during the match.

“Beg for it to stop. Beg! Because I still won’t... can’t--”


“--on my own!”

Leah heard again that damn voice of Spectre that asked Leah to beg for Spectre to stop but it was obvious to the white-haired girl even if she asked Spectre to stop, it would be somewhat useless, since this type of opponent was not going to stop and neither was she going to give Spectre the satisfaction of hearing her beg "UUUGHH!" She moaned again in pain as her body shuddered with each blow that landed on her poor belly, she could barely breathe properly but Leah realized that the malevolent virus was only concentrating on her belly and that gave the white-haired girl an idea, as she watched how the punches fell on her belly while in her mind she began to count "1...2...3" while she was enduring the punches towards her sensitive belly, yes that was stupid but she was looking for the moment to attack while Leah's mind worked quickly.

and when a left punch landed on Leah's damaged belly, she knew it was time to fight back and quickly threw a strong punch against Spectre's belly with her right fist to catch her red-haired opponent by surprise and quickly grabbed her evil opponent's hips with both hands and then rolled to the left so she could be on top of Spectre, if that went well and if not... she was going to feel Spectre's wrath in all its splendor if that didn't go well and she would most likely have to say "give up" but she wasn't ready to leave yet

[Monsy]

When she started to mince this piece of soft meat, Spectre found herself starving for more. Even at the height of her glee. The point where her hands hurt just right, beating out their fight with eight pleasantly swelling knuckles. She felt her progress to euphoria blocked at ninety-nine percent. And just what the -FUCK- was missing?

“Puh-” What the hell?
Eh…
Suddenly the good feeling was gone. She looked down, spotting Leah’s fist buried into it. "Huhh??" Fuckfuckfuck-. And the pain crept like an aggressive infection. She felt her arms take new priorities to grab the spot, then hold. Her stomach felt turned inside out, her flesh shivering underneath the latex as Spectre keeled over, holding in the spit and having a squint in one eye. “Ouughhh.”

She turned onto her back easily. She panted, then ached it upward and tried to twist towards one hip. Even with Leah between her legs, with Spectre’s thin legs spread around Leah’s hips from the straddle. She looked up, towards the ceiling and then behind her, scrunching her increasingly stressed features, groaning loudly.

[the funny girl]

Snow White couldn't believe how she could gather all her strength to hit the belly of her red-haired opponent and it seemed that it affected her evil opponent in a significant way who was paralyzed with pain, although this caused the white-haired girl quite a bit of curiosity, it's not like she had much time to investigate but that caught Leah's attention a lot who was already thinking that she had found a weakness for Spectre although she had to do some things to confirm if where she had hit was really a weak point in order to take the lead in this battle, hell if that was the case then the white-haired girl could get revenge in a brutal way on Specter due to everything that had happened during the entire fucking match, which for Leah was a free entrance to a painful hell in which she was trapped for a long time with a punisher who would not leave her alone but this time the one who would punish would be her and Spectre her personal punching bag to vent all her anger and pain.

Now Leah was on top of her evil opponent as she gasped in pain although she still had Spectre's legs around her hips but she already had a solution to remove those legs of her opponent that were attached around Snow White's hips "I really...hope this hurts you" She said as she quickly raised both of her hands up and then turned them into two fists and without thinking twice, Snow White lowered her fists down against the belly of the evil virus to cause great damage to it so that her evil opponent would feel the same pain that it caused her in her belly, this was really going to be Leah's revenge although she was really new to this type of domination although with this type of opponent, she was not going to regret repeatedly hitting her opponent's belly and more so if this opponent was really cruel although she hoped that spectre did not have another dirty tactic up her sleeve to free herself from this.

-SMACK!-...-SMACK!-...-SMACK!-

Leah began to hit Spectre's belly over and over again, to begin to return all the damage that the malevolent virus had caused her and what's more, she hoped that this would be enough to cause her severe pain while she threw left and right punches crushing the belly of her evil opponent.

[Monsy]

She felt chained to the floor.

Hexed. Writhing against the canvas as she wrestled for a full breath. When she inhaled, something sharp came down. At first, she knew what it was. The evil doctor even said. 'Its going to be rough time unless you let us--' A fuckin' SCAM, but--. "OUGH!" That last thing wasn't. Her stomach was caved. The fist indented a soft surface, pushing in for a five-knuckle bruise. Her eyes grew, the pupils twitching as she struggled while cross-eyed. "L-Lee-AHhhhh..."

Again. It penetrated her defence. "AAGHH!" She felt herself chasing breath like a loan, buying herself time to stay conscious before paying it back in short, agonized screams. "AGHH! KHH-NNN-UFF--!!.. f-ffuck..." All the sweat worked up made a lubricated smack on her skin, not blotching in red spots as she counted in her head. A tttthousand... Nine-nine-t-threeee, eight-eight-s-siiiiix. "PUHWA!!"

...W-What was the n-number?... She was arching her belly off the mat with her shoulders down. She grabbed her own hair viciously, putting the elbows together and squirming on the canvas beneath her puncher. One hip, then the other.

Left fist. "NGH!"
Right fist. "MMPH!" She squealed, curling at the toes, convulsing in her legs after.

She started to feel herself limp from continued blows, hardly protecting her stomach and hardly able to keep track. A haze like a head cold slung mind-mud and weighted blankets all over her. -Icantthink!!!- "N-Ngh-Hahh... Puh-." Her breath cut short, trailed off into a needier whine as her eyes rolled into her head, clenching teeth and choking on a sequel, hardly able to catch herself before... "Puh-huh!...Puh—...Puh... H-Hahh... oooohooo-nooo... puh-." She groaned, gasping every strike. Internally begging for something to slow down. Leah's fist or her own body heat, turning her cheeks into warm radiators as she breathed like a post-marathon. Heavy and hot, sweatier and with an idling shiver.