An Unusual Challenge

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Lauren smiled and nodded, confidently standing on her side of the table. She tried to flex her arm one last time just to try to get in Gemma's head. She doubted it would work but she figured she would try anything she could at this point. Placing her arm on the table and bending over the big woman swayed her hips, getting comfortable as Gemma got in to place. Lauren was determined not to let Gemma win this. If she outright overpowered Lauren in strength vs. strength that would be even more insulting than the embarrassment that had just happened.

Looking dead serious, Lauren was already tensed up as their hands clasped together. Focused, Lauren was also playing by the rules. She counted to three and on the third count each woman began to push! Lauren grit her teeth, groaning as she put all she had into forcing Gemma's hand back! "Yeah! YEAH!" Lauren cried out, nodding in satisfaction as she gave it her all determined not to let Gemma defeat her once more! Lauren's body trembled, her mid-section, breasts, backside and thighs all quaking as she pressed on!

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Gemma watched her opponent closely, the blonde giving a flex of her impressive arm as she strode over to the table. Gemma flashed a quick smirk, making eye contact to show Lauren that she wasn’t intimidated. The former British Bombshell knew all too well how much this contest meant to the beefy American woman, and part of Gemma wanted to see her succeed. Still, the steampunk Brit wasn’t in a big hurry to be nothing more than a stepping stone to Lauren’s idea of redemption.

The two women locked up, and Gemma settled her weight onto her elbow. She kept eye contact with Lauren as they waited to start, Gemma chewing her lip lightly as she waited for that three count to start them off. The second it was time, Gemma put her all into pushing back against the powerful blonde.

“HHhhnnngh!” Gemma grunted, throwing herself into the contest. Her arm flexed, toned muscles tensing beneath her fair skin and showing off a surprising amount of tone. Gemma’s face went red as she grit her teeth, and poured herself into things. “Nnngh,” Gemma moaned, flexing her pecs, shoulders tensing around her ears. Gemma figured that Lauren would be trying to wear her down, confident in her superior upper body strength. Which made Gemma go for something strategic, something clever. Bracing her boots against the floor, tensing her toned, perky ass, Gemma twisted from her hips and put her full force up through her body, looking to slam Lauren’s hand to the table in dominant fashion, hoping to take her by surprise!

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Lauren made progress initially, but Gemma suddenly stonewalled her and pushed back! Lauren looked totally shocked, shaking her head as her body trembled and quaked as she strained! "No! N=no way! NO!" She shouted, leaning in with her upper body as her arm was pushed back to the starting point, then halfway between there and the table! Lauren was now trying to use Gemma's trick against her as she used the power of her upper body, leaning in and bracing her feet to the mat as if she were cemented to the ground! Lauren halted Gemma's progress and as she put everything she had she began to smile again, doing everything she could to retake control, attempting to take Gemma all the way down to the table!

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Gemma grunted as she pushed back against Lauren. The toned high-flyer couldn’t help but let out a little moan as Lauren pushed back on her, the American having the obvious favor in this contest. Gemma thought for just a second that she might have her, however. Surging forward, Gemma looked at Lauren’s face and thought she saw panic, watched the bigger woman quiver. Then, however, Gemma was caught off guard by a surge of Lauren’s own!

“Bloody hell!” Gemma cried out, arm shooting back. The lithe Brit’s upper body was doing the shaking now, as Lauren shoved her hand down. Gemma looked miserably at her trembling arm, frowning as she saw it hover just inches from defeat. “C-c’mon,” she whined, begging her muscles not to fail. “N-no … no … c’mon, pleeeease …”

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Lauren nodded and smiled as she kept on pushing, just managing to press Gemma's hand to the table! "Yes! I told you I was the stronger lady...." Lauren said more to herself than to Gemma. She gasped for breath, happy that she won something at least. She stood up and began to mutter quietly to herself. "I knew I wasn't a screw up!"

Lauren paced around before looking back at Gemma. "I know you somehow won the slam off.... but fair is fair. If you can think of something else to do I will gladly go at it!" Lauren said as she stood tall with her hands on her hips looking at Gemma. She lost the match, and took a huge blow to her pride. She was looking to prove herself in any way she could against this woman.

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BAM! Gemma’s hand hit the table, signifying her loss in the contest. “Aaaugh!” Gemma groaned, a mix of pain and frustration in her voice. Gemma’s shoulders slumped as she released the tension in her upper body, hanging her head in defeat. “Damn …” she sighed, pouting at having been bested by her American opponent. With a sigh, Gemma swung her arm to the side, trying to shake off her sore muscles. Still, it seemed that Lauren wasn’t quite done with her, yet.

“I did win the slam contest,” Gemma agreed, though her eyes narrowed a little at the ‘somehow’ comment. “So, I guess a tie breaker is in order, eh?” Gemma thought for a moment. She knew Lauren was trying to work some things out, here, but Gemma had her pride hurt here, as well. Especially with Lauren looming so tall over her, while Gemma was nursing an aching arm. “Tell you what, luv, how about we trade some strikes, eh? I wanna see how you can take a good smacking …”

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Lauren smiled, trying to appear more confident than she actually felt. "All right... yeah!" Lauren said, gasping for air as she was starting to get very tired. Lauren stood near the ring away from the table figuring that they didn't need to be in the ring itself for this one. At least she really hoped not. "Okay... allow me to start us off! Yaaaahhhh!" Lauren howled as she stepped in and sent a hard body punch right into Gemma's abdomen to start things off! Lauren let Gemma slam her first and knew that proved to be a mistake, but one she wasn't about to repeat right now!

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“Yeah, alright, luv, let’s see how you take a punch, eh?” Gemma said, grinning now that Lauren had accepted her challenge. Gemma’s pride had been hurt by losing at arm wrestling, but she found herself having fun at the prospect of another contest. Especially seeing how game Lauren appeared to be. Of course, that was all before Gemma took her first punch!

“HOOFF!” Gemma grunted, as Lauren’s fist sank into her belly. Toned and slender, Gemma’s belly had been pounded on before, but Lauren was a powerful girl. Worse, Gemma hadn’t quite expected the American to go right into it. Doubling over, Gemma hugged her hurting belly, staggered back on wobbly knees, but eventually righted herself.

“R-right, then …” Gemma said, straightening herself. “That’s my go, then!” Gemma took a wide stance, readying herself. Her belly twinged, but she twisted from her hips and swung a hard right hook, fist sailing straight for Lauren’s waiting belly.

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Lauren watched as the tough woman before her took her best shot like a champ! Lauren knew it hurt, it had to with all the force she put in to it. However Gemma was still up and sent a retaliatory punch right into her belly! "Aaarrrggghhhhhh!" Lauren howled as she stumbled back a few steps doubling over and cradling her abdomen in her arms. She managed to stand straight back up as she lumbered back over to Gemma.

"I ain't losin' this one! Take this!" Lauren said as she stepped in, bending low as she swung her arm up to try to hammer Gemma in the abdomen again this time her punch taking on something of an uppercut motion!

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“HHHNNG!” Gemma doubled over again, taking another blow to the belly. The Brit took some deep breaths, entire body trembling after Lauren had smacked her again in the belly. Gemma shook her head, as if she was protesting the idea of giving up.

“Sorry, luv,” Gemma said, “you’re going down hard, here!” Gemma balled her hand into a fist once again, took a deep breath, and unloaded. Glutes tense, swinging from the hip, Gemma sank a hard uppercut right into the core of Lauren’s belly, inches above her belly button, swinging like she wanted to completely deflate the American blonde! Gemma might have been borrowing some of Lauren’s technique here, but the punky Brit wanted to put enough of her own spin on it, and enough of her own fire behind it, to make it count!