Boiling Point

[BlackAkuma]

There. Right there. Freezer could see the flicker in Mihoko’s eyes, the glowing embers in the fire. It wasn’t about to reach a full blaze yet, but it was on its way. A chemical reaction. All it needed was fuel, something to burn, and there was no limit to what it would consume or how out of control it could get.

Freezer was shoved back a moment later and stepped forward right after, only to walk into exactly what she had wanted in the first place, as Mihoko laid into her with a fierce chop. While the smaller wrestler lacked the brute force she’d put into the move, she made up for it with speed and follow-through, slicing into her chest with blazing intensity. It was enough to make her cry out and stagger back, one step, then two before she stood firm and looked back up with a fiendish grin.

”Harder.”

She moved back to Mihoko and gave her another chop, targeting the same spot with the same fury. It gave her flashbacks to their match, where HEAT had managed to set her skin on fire with a barrage. As crazy as it might have sounded, she was looking forward to that sensation again.

[Dubski]

Mihoko sent that knife-edge chop hard into Katakura's chest, burning it with all of the force she put behind it. She scowled at her sparring partner now, not allowing herself to be bullied with that harsh attack Katakura had started with. And then her partner grinned, and she demanded Mihoko hit her harder. Looking confused for a moment, that immediately went away when a loud crack went at her chest again, echoing into the gym. "Ah!" cried Mihoko, stumbling back, holding her chest with both hands.

Whatever she had in her was boiling over with that second attack, surely leaving a mark on her chest from the impact. Her body trembled even more as she looked at Freezer more intensely, and then she grit her teeth, taking deeper, more angry breaths. And HEAT Mihoko decided she would oblige Freezer with what she wanted. A sparring match might normally avoid this sort of thing, but this appeared to be a very different sparring match.

HEAT would step forward, sending a knife-edge chop into Freezer's chest, and then immediately, she sent an overhead chop towards her chest after! And then she began alternating the attacks, over and over and over, absolutely trying to blister the chest of Freezer Katakura. HEAT wouldn't let up, consumed in the idea of smacking the hell out of her chest again.

[BlackAkuma]

It was like starting up a car sitting idle for too long. You could turn the ignition and expect it to go at 100% right out of the gate. No, you had to give it a little while. Let it heat up. Let the gears work. It might take a little time, sure, but the pressure would build, the machinery would get moving, and you’d be moving soon enough. You just had to wait for the right reactions to take place.

As she looked over and saw that undying fire in Mihoko’s eyes, Freezer knew that her patience had been rewarded. HEAT was finally coming out to play.

Freezer wanted smoke, and she received smoke as her sparring partner came at her like a raging inferno. Chops, chops, chops, fire at her chest with machine-gun frequency and sniper precision drove her back, back, back towards the corner. As quiet a woman as Freezer liked to be, she could keep from crying out under the assault as her foe whipped her chest into a reddened mess, landing them so hard that she threatened to knock her breasts free from their prison.

But mixed in with the cries of pain was a tone of ecstasy, too. Of excitement and exhilaration. HEAT wasn’t the only one getting fired up, and Freezer wasn’t afraid to let the world know, even as she withered under the assault.

[Dubski]

HEAT Mihoko was absolutely bludgeoning Freezer's chest repeatedly with chops and slaps, laser focused on battering her without any pause. She wasn't stopping at all, her eyes filled with fire as Katakura was against the corner. The impact of her hand against Freezer's chest echoed in the gym, starting to get the attention of the people there. The yelling from Freezer was also getting attention in a different way, but HEAT didn't even notice that.

The Hot-Blooded Fighter finally stopped hitting her chest, instead backing up for a moment as she glared at Freezer. She would then move her leg behind Katakura's, abruptly yanking it back to make her fall on her backside. She didn't seem to want to let up on this assault at all, having finally hit a blinding, blazing peak. Kicks began laying into Freezer's chest now, with HEAT yelling with each one, trying to further bludgeon her with hard blows to her already softened up chest. No kick pads were on Mihoko now, so it was just her bare shin smacking against her chest, echoing out louder still!

[BlackAkuma]

Freezer loathed and loved every single strike that HEAT drilled into her. It was what she wanted, a sure sign that she’d awakened Mihoko's fiery altar ego. Those screams, that intensity, that power were all there. This was the same woman who’d run her ragged in the room, had that limitless potential, and had everything she wanted to see.

The only problem was that if she didn’t do something, this was also the person who would knock her out in the middle of the sparring ring. Freezer was willing to take punishment to get this done, but perhaps not that much.

HEAT’s assault continued and worsened as Freezer was abruptly forced to sit against the turnbuckle. The kicks came in before she could even think of defending herself. One, then another, then another, and many more, each forcing the breath out of Freezer’s body. Knowing she needed a reprieve, she waited until the brief pause between kicks and rolled to the side, flopping to the outside of the ring while she coughed up a fit.

But, even still, she was smiling. ”Good.” She spat out as she sucked in air. ”Good.”

[Dubski]

HEAT didn't let up after she sent punishing kicks at Freezer's chest. She was willing to keep going until there was nothing left to kick, completely fired up as she let out a yell until Katakura had managed to roll out of the ring. Her foot hit the turnbuckle and Mihoko let out a loud, frustrated groan. "Come on! You wanted this!" screamed HEAT, looking incensed still as she ducked between the top and middle rope and then followed up on Freezer.

Grabbing her sparring partner by the hair, she was ready to rip her back to her feet before she was grabbed by two women in the gym, dragging her away from Freezer! HEAT began thrashing in their grasp as another woman went to check on Katakura. Mihoko, meanwhile, was shouting, "What!? We're just having a spar!" The violent chops and kicks had garnered enough attention from the gym that they figured they should try to intervene. It wasn't uncommon for spars to go out of hand, but this had gotten pretty far already. And Mihoko was still trying to break free, looking like she might actually start fighting with one of the women there if they didn't release her!

[BlackAkuma]

This was insane, and Freezer loved it.

Seeing a sparring match get so intense that it spilled to the outside of the ring was a rare sight, but that was precisely what she had come for. The sort of energy that she was trying to get out of Mihoko was hard to contain, and she could accept that things might progress in an aggressive direction.

In hindsight, though, she should’ve realized that not everyone in attendance might have seen it that way.

”I’m fine, it’s fine!” Freezer calmly pushed the woman who had tried to help her aside and rose to her feet, stepping over to the other two who were keeping HEAT at bay. She had to act fast here, not knowing how quickly the woman would simmer if the action slowed. This was lightning in a bottle, and she didn't want to go through the trouble of capturing it again.

”We’re good. Both of us.” She moved over and got in HEAT’s face, pressing against her as the other two women drove away, daring her to push back. ”She’s nothing I can’t handle, trust me. In fact, we were just about to finish this in a more private setting, weren’t we?”

Her nostrils flared, her eyes narrowed, and her smile took on a sinister curve as she threw out the unspoken dare, intensely curious to see how HEAT would respond.

[Dubski]

HEAT Mihoko glared at Freezer as she was approaching her again, declaring that it was fine. The two women holding Mihoko had slowly backed away, looking rather confused as HEAT yanked her arms free. Katakura got in her face, pushing against her, and the brunette pushed her body back against Freezer's, fuming and looking even more ready for this to continue, taking deep, shallow breaths. "Fine!" shouted HEAT.

Then, she would give Freezer a push, forcing her away from her. "Lead the way!" she declared, clenching her fists as she was fighting back the urge to keep laying into Freezer Katakura right now. It had been a nearly complete transformation that left HEAT Mihoko blazing with a desire to just continue taking it to Freezer now, like she could barely wait. The only thing holding her back now was the group of women who had gotten around then, ready to jump in at the chance that it would get too intense once more. But the private room made a lot of sense for this now, and it would let HEAT unleash everything she had without anything stopping her.

[BlackAkuma]

While Freezer was no giant, she still had a considerable size advantage over the lightweight HEAT. She had the woman beat by several inches, and she had the muscles and bulk to keep her consistently on the edge of the heavyweight class. Most women Mihoko’s size would’ve given her a wide berth when she stepped forward, not wanting to take her head on.

But, no - HEAT was different. She carried herself like the most dangerous thing in the room, not backing down an inch as Freezer stepped in her zone. She was bursting with this bright, furious energy, which only excited her to get a piece of it.

She threw a wild wink at the other wrestlers as she strode out of the gym, with HEAT no doubt following behind. Luckily, Freezer had a good idea of where the private rings were, having scooped a couple of them out a few days ago for a potential private match in the future. She knew there was one right down the hall from them; it was unlikely to be occupied, and she knew it was soundproof - all crucial factors.

Freezer opened the door and flipped the lights on to reveal a small-scale private ring, already clean and ready to go. This one was meant for more sensual matches, with a dark red hue cast over everything and warm, sensual music playing as soon as they entered, but aside from that, it was perfect for their purposes

Eager not to waste another second, Freezer stepped into the room, spun about to face HEAT again, and beckoned her on. ”Come and get me.”

[Dubski]

HEAT began following Freezer towards the private room, taking heavy breaths as the adrenaline kept pushing her forward and towards the edge. She didn't care where she'd be laying hands on Katakura, but wherever it would be, it would be sweet for her. Her skin was warm, and she felt boiling on the inside, and the warm lighting only accentuated that. She didn't even bother looking around at the private room. She just looked right at Freezer.

And Katakura was urging her on, daring her to come at her. HEAT Mihoko flared her nostrils as she kept her eyes locked on her sparring partner, and muscles tensed. Any timidness had been cast away entirely now. She was consumed with a wanting to come at Freezer now. And it only took a moment for her to act.

She charged right at Freezer, leaping right towards her and started to lay forearm strikes towards her head! She was looking to either knock her down or pelt her with strikes. Whichever happened, in whatever order, it didn't really matter to Mihoko. She just wanted to lay into Freezer, letting out a loud groan as she did so! She wasn't even waiting until they were in the ring--she wasn't allowing any time for that. HEAT was bringing it almost immediately.