Amy Rose prided herself in being a physically powerful female protagonist with green eyes and experience training under a strong fighter to make herself able to help her friends, with her pink hair and red clothes serving as a sort of trademark to her appearance.
What she didn't realize was she shared these traits with another. A human named Sakura Haruno. It was argued left and right which of the two was stronger, faster, and overall better. As a result, a match was booked. They were both stripped down and searched for weapons (something Rouge took great pleasure in conducting in earnest), then given a single pair of tight black spats to wear.
While they were given padded gloves to prevent damage to their knuckles from punching, they were both informed that all forms of attack were legal. The only way to win would be by knockout, and beyond eye gouging and bone breaking, there were also no rules.
The two entered the ring from opposite sides, approaching each other in the center to size each other up. Sakura was two feet taller, a common difference between humans and mobians. They shook hands after a moment of silence, only for Amy to pull the taller girl closer.
"Wanna make this interesting?" Amy whispered, causing Sakura's eyebrow to raise curiously, "I've been needing a maid for a while now. How about the loser becomes the winner's slave for a couple months?"
"Hmm..." Sakura looked over the hedgehog's nude upper body for a brief moment before grinning, "You said interesting, so we'll make it interesting. A year. One whole year."
"Deal." Amy agreed as she squeezed Sakura's hand, Sakura doing the same in return. The two backed away, fists raised, as the bell rang. Amy was prepared to earn herself a maid, and she wasted no time in moving in for a quick win.
Sakura moved her arms to block repeated jabs and swings from the hedgehog, finding herself being pushed back until her bare back pressed against the cold metal cage. Her body tensing and her focus shifting for only a moment, Sakura soon cried out as a fist came crashing against her crotch, Amy aiming low due to the height difference. The taller girl fell to her knees, only for her head to bob left and right as repeated punches to her face connected with ease.
Amy was using Sakura as a speed bag by this point, finally stopping to let her collapse to the mat. With one hand between Sakura's shoulder blades and the other gripping her lycra-garbed butt as the hedgehog drove a knee into the taller girl's side.
Sakura groaned as her body jerked slightly from the impact, doing so again as Amy repeated the strike. Amy pushed against Sakura, rolling her onto her back with her arms and legs splayed about. Standing over her, Amy firmly planted her foot against the waistline of Sakura's shorts and raised her fists in victory.
The fight was far from over, but Amy wanted to bask in her dominance and the crowd loved it. However, Sakura used this moment to grab Amy's leg and roll over, pulling the hedgehog down and causing her face to roughly hit the mat with a thud. Sakura sat on Amy's rump and kept her face down against the mat with one hand gripping the back of her head. With her free hand, Sakura dug her fingernails between the smaller girl's shoulder blades and raked ever so slowly downwards, feeling Amy desperately trying to buck her off while screaming into the mat.
Finally reaching the small of her back, Sakura lifted Amy's head by her hair before ramming her face back down to the mat. Knowing Amy had been dazed, Sakura repeated this action, feeling the smaller body jerking under her from the impact. A third hit was enough, causing Sakura to roll Amy over and look down into her glossy eyes.
She wasn't knocked out yet, so Sakura had to keep up the offense. Seizing Amy's wrists, Sakura stood up and brought the hedgehog up with her, walking her over to the cage wall and slamming her back against it. The crowd cheered as Sakura punched Amy in the gut, pressuring her against the cold metal. Amy folded, only for a forearm swing to turn her head and knock saliva from her lips.
The hedgehog wearily looked back at Sakura, only for a backhanded glove to slap her head in the opposite direction. She began to slump against the cage wall as her shoulders were held and a knee dug deep into the waistline of her shorts, daring Amy to throw up as her vision became blurry. Sakura used her height to her advantage as she grabbed Amy's wrists and pinned them over her head with one hand, her other hand tugging up on the hedgehog's shorts in a frontal wedgie.
"I think I know just what I'll do to you." Sakura whispered to Amy before letting go of her shorts and jabbing at her midriff. She struck Amy again and again, watching the helpless pink mobian bounce in place, her boobs smacking against each other as her upper body jerked from the repeated blows.
Sakura leaned in close to Amy as she pressed her upper leg between Amy's own legs, making the hedgehog moan weakly. Gentle whispers entered Amy's ear, the soft voice and rubbing sensation between her legs making her blush wildly. However her eyes widened and face paled as she heard of Sakura's cruel intentions for her upon defeating her in this match.
Before Amy could respond, a knee found her crotch. She howled in pain as Sakura turned and pulled her away from the cage, pushing her to the center of the ring and watching her collapse while tenderly rubbing her most private area. She began to slowly rise to her feet, but a swinging foot caught her across the face, snapping her head to the side. She turned back to Sakura, her head bobbing and her eyes rolling back.
Sakura grinned as Amy face planted against the mat, her butt sticking into the air in a humiliating pose. The crowd cheered wildly as Sakura cracked her knuckles. Seizing a handful of hair, she pulled Amy back up to her feet, shaking her head about to waken her. The hedgehog's lip had started to bleed, and her eyes were barely open. Her bare navel showed signs of bruising, and her wobbly legs barely supported her.
With relative ease, Sakura gripped Amy's shorts while wrapping an arm around her head, lifting the beaten girl up and falling backwards to slam her back against the mat. Amy flopped lifelessly, putting up no resistance as Sakura's legs began to wrap around her neck. Sakura had sat down on Amy's collarbone, her thighs now scissoring tightly around Amy's neck with her ankles crossed.
The hedgehog's choking screams were muffled by the spandex crotch pressed against her face, with Sakura steadying herself with one arm while the other reached back, her fingers pinching and playing with Amy's nipple. At this point, Sakura simply waited as the screams died down, the struggles ended, and even twisting the nipple resulted in no activity.
Sakura stood up, looking down at the sleeping hedgehog before stepping on her breasts and raising her arms in victory. The crowd cheered, and the bet was sealed. Amy was now Sakura's, and would be at her mercy for an entire year. Her mind was ablaze with ideas and scenarios of what she would put the poor girl through...
And she knew it'd make for the best year ever.
Amy was using Sakura as a speed bag by this point, finally stopping to let her collapse to the mat. With one hand between Sakura's shoulder blades and the other gripping her lycra-garbed butt as the hedgehog drove a knee into the taller girl's side.
Sakura groaned as her body jerked slightly from the impact, doing so again as Amy repeated the strike. Amy pushed against Sakura, rolling her onto her back with her arms and legs splayed about. Standing over her, Amy firmly planted her foot against the waistline of Sakura's shorts and raised her fists in victory.
The fight was far from over, but Amy wanted to bask in her dominance and the crowd loved it. However, Sakura used this moment to grab Amy's leg and roll over, pulling the hedgehog down and causing her face to roughly hit the mat with a thud. Sakura sat on Amy's rump and kept her face down against the mat with one hand gripping the back of her head. With her free hand, Sakura dug her fingernails between the smaller girl's shoulder blades and raked ever so slowly downwards, feeling Amy desperately trying to buck her off while screaming into the mat.
Finally reaching the small of her back, Sakura lifted Amy's head by her hair before ramming her face back down to the mat. Knowing Amy had been dazed, Sakura repeated this action, feeling the smaller body jerking under her from the impact. A third hit was enough, causing Sakura to roll Amy over and look down into her glossy eyes.
She wasn't knocked out yet, so Sakura had to keep up the offense. Seizing Amy's wrists, Sakura stood up and brought the hedgehog up with her, walking her over to the cage wall and slamming her back against it. The crowd cheered as Sakura punched Amy in the gut, pressuring her against the cold metal. Amy folded, only for a forearm swing to turn her head and knock saliva from her lips.
The hedgehog wearily looked back at Sakura, only for a backhanded glove to slap her head in the opposite direction. She began to slump against the cage wall as her shoulders were held and a knee dug deep into the waistline of her shorts, daring Amy to throw up as her vision became blurry. Sakura used her height to her advantage as she grabbed Amy's wrists and pinned them over her head with one hand, her other hand tugging up on the hedgehog's shorts in a frontal wedgie.
"I think I know just what I'll do to you." Sakura whispered to Amy before letting go of her shorts and jabbing at her midriff. She struck Amy again and again, watching the helpless pink mobian bounce in place, her boobs smacking against each other as her upper body jerked from the repeated blows.
Sakura leaned in close to Amy as she pressed her upper leg between Amy's own legs, making the hedgehog moan weakly. Gentle whispers entered Amy's ear, the soft voice and rubbing sensation between her legs making her blush wildly. However her eyes widened and face paled as she heard of Sakura's cruel intentions for her upon defeating her in this match.
Before Amy could respond, a knee found her crotch. She howled in pain as Sakura turned and pulled her away from the cage, pushing her to the center of the ring and watching her collapse while tenderly rubbing her most private area. She began to slowly rise to her feet, but a swinging foot caught her across the face, snapping her head to the side. She turned back to Sakura, her head bobbing and her eyes rolling back.
Sakura grinned as Amy face planted against the mat, her butt sticking into the air in a humiliating pose. The crowd cheered wildly as Sakura cracked her knuckles. Seizing a handful of hair, she pulled Amy back up to her feet, shaking her head about to waken her. The hedgehog's lip had started to bleed, and her eyes were barely open. Her bare navel showed signs of bruising, and her wobbly legs barely supported her.
With relative ease, Sakura gripped Amy's shorts while wrapping an arm around her head, lifting the beaten girl up and falling backwards to slam her back against the mat. Amy flopped lifelessly, putting up no resistance as Sakura's legs began to wrap around her neck. Sakura had sat down on Amy's collarbone, her thighs now scissoring tightly around Amy's neck with her ankles crossed.
The hedgehog's choking screams were muffled by the spandex crotch pressed against her face, with Sakura steadying herself with one arm while the other reached back, her fingers pinching and playing with Amy's nipple. At this point, Sakura simply waited as the screams died down, the struggles ended, and even twisting the nipple resulted in no activity.
Sakura stood up, looking down at the sleeping hedgehog before stepping on her breasts and raising her arms in victory. The crowd cheered, and the bet was sealed. Amy was now Sakura's, and would be at her mercy for an entire year. Her mind was ablaze with ideas and scenarios of what she would put the poor girl through...
And she knew it'd make for the best year ever.
