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First of all (besides the fact that I wasn’t able to make this as a literature for some reason..) Loi is one of my favorite jobbers from so when he created the lovely picture of me giving her my favorite move: an uppercut to the chin, I was so pleased and excited with it! I really really adore stories, especially boxing ones so I’m also grateful to he makes really good stories and I hope you visit both of these two talented individuals for their creative talents!

Isla was looking to become the new girl around the boxing gym. Before she could truly become official, she had to show everyone what she could do. Tonight she would be fighting the well known Chinese boxer, Loi. Isla's victory was almost guaranteed, but it wasn't about winning, it was about how she won.

Both girls stood in opposite corners of the ring. Isla was in red briefs and gloves while Loi was in black. One of the other girls stood outside the ring acting as nothing more than the timekeeper. She set the timer on her phone, exchanged glances with both fighters, and rang the bell.

Isla nearly charged out of her corner eager to prove that she could hold her own in the ring. Loi, on the other hand, had a staggering loss record and came out of her corner cautiously and with a tight guard. They circled each other for a moment, one waiting for the other to make the first move; eyeing each other's footwork. Isla made the first move and fired jabs into Loi's guard.

Loi grunted as Isla's gloves slammed into hers, but she felt that she picked up on Isla's rhythm and wanted to disrupt sooner rather than later. When she felt Isla's glove tap hers, she shot out a jab of her own. Her glove sailed past Isla as the red-clad fighter slipped the punch by dodging to her left. Isla slammed a left-right combination into Loi's stomach and followed it with a crushing hook to the jaw when her guard lowered. Loi staggered to the side and tried to mount an offense against her opponent.

However, Isla saw through everything Loi through at her and countered it with little effort. The sound of leather meeting flesh and Loi's pained groans were all that could be heard throughout the small room. Sweat and saliva mists into the air as her head snap in every direction. Loi was, if nothing else, determined and impressively stayed on her feet, but that would change soon. Isla hit home with a devastating combo on the Chinese boxer: a straight left to the cheek snapped Loi's head to the side and was quickly followed by an uppercut to the belly. Loi doubled over with her arms crossed over the reddened area and Isla slammed a crushing uppercut to the chin to finish her combo.

Saliva sprayed upward as Loi was forced back to a vertical position. The Chinese fighter was hurt and dazed, but she stayed on her feet. Isla flashed a wide grin and pounded her gloves into Loi's soft belly. Loi's body jerked with each impact. Her groans of pain soon turned to soft whimpers as Isla fired uncontested shots into the poor jobber's body. Eventually, Isla went back upstairs and smacked Loi with a series of hard jabs to push her prey into the nearest corner.

Loi let out a faint gasp as she felt her back touch the padded corner and tried to turtle up, but an uppercut slammed into her chin, lifting the fighter off her feet for a moment and leaving her dazed and slumped in the corner with her arms draped over the top rope. Isla tapped her gloves together and, with a wicked grin, teed off on Loi's head with her gloves. Punches of every kind connected all over Loi's exposed body, leaving several bruises on her body in their wake.

Isla spent an entire minute dominating the gorgeous jobber before her, but, eventually, she grew tired of pummeling her helpless victim and finished her off. Taking a step back, Isla launched a vicious uppercut with her left glove that stood Loi on her toes before she crumpled to the canvas on her side. Neither Isla nor the timekeeper bothered with a ten count. It was clear from the small puddle of drool that was forming next Loi was a clear indicator that she would not be back up soon. The victorious Isla slipped out of her gloves and crouched down next her unconscious opponent.

"I'll fight you again anytime, cutie~," Isla said while gently rubbing the bruise she'd left on Loi's cheek.

Description
First of all (besides the fact that I wasn’t able to make this as a literature for some reason..) Loi is one of my favorite jobbers from so when he created the lovely picture of me giving her my favorite move: an uppercut to the chin, I was so pleased and excited with it! I really really adore stories, especially boxing ones so I’m also grateful to he makes really good stories and I hope you visit both of these two talented individuals for their creative talents!

Isla was looking to become the new girl around the boxing gym. Before she could truly become official, she had to show everyone what she could do. Tonight she would be fighting the well known Chinese boxer, Loi. Isla's victory was almost guaranteed, but it wasn't about winning, it was about how she won.

Both girls stood in opposite corners of the ring. Isla was in red briefs and gloves while Loi was in black. One of the other girls stood outside the ring acting as nothing more than the timekeeper. She set the timer on her phone, exchanged glances with both fighters, and rang the bell.

Isla nearly charged out of her corner eager to prove that she could hold her own in the ring. Loi, on the other hand, had a staggering loss record and came out of her corner cautiously and with a tight guard. They circled each other for a moment, one waiting for the other to make the first move; eyeing each other's footwork. Isla made the first move and fired jabs into Loi's guard.

Loi grunted as Isla's gloves slammed into hers, but she felt that she picked up on Isla's rhythm and wanted to disrupt sooner rather than later. When she felt Isla's glove tap hers, she shot out a jab of her own. Her glove sailed past Isla as the red-clad fighter slipped the punch by dodging to her left. Isla slammed a left-right combination into Loi's stomach and followed it with a crushing hook to the jaw when her guard lowered. Loi staggered to the side and tried to mount an offense against her opponent.

However, Isla saw through everything Loi through at her and countered it with little effort. The sound of leather meeting flesh and Loi's pained groans were all that could be heard throughout the small room. Sweat and saliva mists into the air as her head snap in every direction. Loi was, if nothing else, determined and impressively stayed on her feet, but that would change soon. Isla hit home with a devastating combo on the Chinese boxer: a straight left to the cheek snapped Loi's head to the side and was quickly followed by an uppercut to the belly. Loi doubled over with her arms crossed over the reddened area and Isla slammed a crushing uppercut to the chin to finish her combo.

Saliva sprayed upward as Loi was forced back to a vertical position. The Chinese fighter was hurt and dazed, but she stayed on her feet. Isla flashed a wide grin and pounded her gloves into Loi's soft belly. Loi's body jerked with each impact. Her groans of pain soon turned to soft whimpers as Isla fired uncontested shots into the poor jobber's body. Eventually, Isla went back upstairs and smacked Loi with a series of hard jabs to push her prey into the nearest corner.

Loi let out a faint gasp as she felt her back touch the padded corner and tried to turtle up, but an uppercut slammed into her chin, lifting the fighter off her feet for a moment and leaving her dazed and slumped in the corner with her arms draped over the top rope. Isla tapped her gloves together and, with a wicked grin, teed off on Loi's head with her gloves. Punches of every kind connected all over Loi's exposed body, leaving several bruises on her body in their wake.

Isla spent an entire minute dominating the gorgeous jobber before her, but, eventually, she grew tired of pummeling her helpless victim and finished her off. Taking a step back, Isla launched a vicious uppercut with her left glove that stood Loi on her toes before she crumpled to the canvas on her side. Neither Isla nor the timekeeper bothered with a ten count. It was clear from the small puddle of drool that was forming next Loi was a clear indicator that she would not be back up soon. The victorious Isla slipped out of her gloves and crouched down next her unconscious opponent.

"I'll fight you again anytime, cutie~," Isla said while gently rubbing the bruise she'd left on Loi's cheek.