The night was already off to a great start and Claire was ready to move right on to the next exciting fight. While she always tried to make fights that she thought were winnable for either participant, even Claire had to admit she enjoyed a mismatch of sorts. She never wanted to put a fighter on a long losing streak with someone on a winning streak and planned on releasing a ranking system at the end of the night to help aid matchmaking. Nevertheless, differences in height, weight, age, and skillset excited her and was exactly why she had made the upcoming fight.
"Ladies and gentlemen, our next fight will be a women's boxing match between a returning fighter and a debuting one. The match will take place in 3 minute rounds until a knockout is achieved. The winner will receive a 2,500 dollar win bonus plus the right to face fuck the loser right here in the ring. In the blue corner, she holds a record of zero wins and one loss. She stands at 5'10'', weighs 235lbs, and is a 27 year old artist. Please welcome Abby back to our ring!"
The BBW threw off her robe and immediately began showing off her ample curves. Abby was the biggest fighter in the club by over thirty pounds and a large amount of that weight sat in her fat ass and saggy breasts. Turning towards the corner, the blonde bent over and stretched her massive body. The audience could see her belly sagging low as she did so but she didn't care one bit. She knew she was hot, she knew she was pretty, and no one could take that away from her. Boldly, she had left her straight hair down for the match. Wearing a bright blue pair of panties, she had a theme going with her blue eyes and blue 12 oz gloves that looked almost too small on her. Bouncing up and down on both feet, her entire body jiggled in rhythm much to the enjoyment of everyone watching.
"Now in the red corner. She stands at 5'9'', weighs 126lbs, and is a 22 year old sorority girl. Welcome Divya in her debut to our ring!"
Lounging in her corner, the caramel skinned Indian woman lazily threw off her robe. She didn't need any crass show like her opponent was putting on to let the audience know she was fuckable. She simply was hot. Rather small boobs sat on Divya's chest but her brown nipples were practically begging to be played with. Her tall, lean build was that of a model and she was wearing fine, lacy pink panties to match her divine appearance. Even in her debut, she had bought a pair of pristine, dark red 12 oz gloves that fit her delicate hands perfectly. Her long legs were sculpted to perfection and culminated in a firm, round ass. Divya's brown eyes looked almost golden in the light as she stared across the ring at her large opponent. Her long, wavy black hair went halfway down her back and had streaks of pink scattered throughout it. It was left completely down as Divya was sure she could take on whatever this silly fight club could throw at her.
The two women came together in the center of the ring. Claire reiterated the rules for them but both were entirely engrossed in their staredown. Gloves touching only led to each woman pressing their bodies into each other. For a moment, it looked like Divya's slender frame would just disappear into Abby's curves. The Indian woman pressed her nose right up against Abby's and whispered, "Never fucked a big girl like you before. After I box circles around you, I'm gonna fuck your chubby face until it's raw."