In fact, Courtney's and Michelle's lives had followed very similar paths--both had married well, were financially sound, had two kids each and had gotten divorced fairly recently. Both were physically very active and had kept in good shape--in fact both had kept up their boxing skills with the fad that had developed around boxing as exercise.
The fight generated a ton of enthusiasm from alumni of the women's generation, donations were substantial. The alumni organization encouraged the women to "talk trash and encourage people to 'bet' on them" (a website had been set up for 'betting' which was really just another method of donating.
Both women had the means and hired professional trainers for the 6 weeks leading up to the bout and had their trainer in their corner. Michelle also had her best friend Lisa in her corner and Courtney had her 15 year old daughter in hers.
There was a larger crowd than at the original event. The take on the night turned out to be a total of 250,000 dollars and change. The alumni organization was thrilled. The women had agreed to make the fight more of an "underground old style fist fight" and so chose to use taped fist instead of gloves--no one objected and it made the cage even more appropriate.. The truth was, both women had a lot of venom towards each other and the idea of a rougher fight seemed attractive. They also chose to fight in a low wooden walled area in a closed-down roadhouse (this was partly for legal reasons). It would be five rounds still, but they would be a bit longer than previously.
The two women stood in the center of the ring with the referee, staring each other down. The rules were a little less formal for this bout and both women knew it. It was the first time they had seen each other face-to-face since that fateful night that Michelle had taken Courtney down.
"I'm gonna fuck you up tonight, Michelle, time I get my revenge."
Michelle smiled and licked her lips. "You keep talking blondie. I'm gonna enjoy pounding your ovaries so hard they rupture."
Courtney pushed forward, her big chest pressing against Michelle's. The brunette didn't move and neither did her tits.
The referee separated them as the crowd roared with enthusiasm.
Both women had filled out with age and childbirth, but they were both still in great shape for women in their mid-30s.
The makeshift bell rang
The two women came out and crouched a bit, circling. They gradually closed the distance and Courtney's fist flew first. Michelle ducked and it missed, while the brunette countered with a right handed body blow directly to the blonde's belly button. Courtney had never been hit so hard in her life. The brunette was stronger than she remembered. The air rushed from her lungs. A looping left smashed into the blonde's big right tit and then a combination followed with a right-left-right that sent Courtney spinning and tumbling into the low wall. As she turned back to regain her footing, Michelle was already on her and since this was more of an unstructured "underground" fight, Michelle put all of her weight into the blonde and pinned her back against and bent slightly over the wall and unloaded with a series of right hand blows that smashed the blonde's pretty face. Courtney's trainer and her daughter screamed frantically for her to get off the wall, and finally she shoved Michelle off and towards the center of the ring, but the damage was noticeable. Her nose was bleeding, she had a cut under left eye and it was bruising already.
Despite this the blonde came out aggressively.. As she got close enough, Michelle taunted, "I told you pretty-girl, I'm gonna fuck you up this time so there is no doubt..."
The two traded blows for several exchanges in the center of the ring. Rights and lefts slammed into their big breasts and took a toll on their bodies as Michelle tried to work Courtney's face as much as she could. They began to fatigue a little and their arms dropped as they gasped in huge gulps of air and the fight slowed a little. Michelle saw yet another opening and swung a right hook that would have knocked Courtney's head off, but Courtney leaned back and it missed. The blonde delivered perfectly with a right hook counter that Michelle's momentum carried her right into. The blow knocked her head to the side and blood and spit sprayed out. Her legs wobbled. Courtney fired off several punches that snapped Michelle's undefended face and head back like a punching bag and she dropped to one knee, as per the liberalized rules, Courtney hit her again and knocked her face down onto the floor. The referee pushed Courtney back at that point. Courtney touched her bruised face and wiped the blood from her cheek.
Michelle got back to her feet, wobbly, but there was no protection for her so Courtney charged forward and hit with right after right, knocking her backwards as she tried to cover up. Pinned against the wall now herself, Courtney laid into her thick body with heavy fists that punished the brunette. They clinched, both drenched in sweat as Courtney pushed Michelle off of her and swung a punch that missed its target of Michelle's face and instead caught her in the side of the head. Michelle swung a heavy fist and hit Courtney in her side. Michelle hit her with a right-left combination that caused Courtney to stumble back and as Michelle went to follow up, Courtney hit her with an overhand right that dropped her to her knees again. This time the blonde backed off, because she needed to catch her breath. As Michelle got to her feet, the bell ending the round finally sounded.
The two women came out sweaty and wet from their water bottles. Both were beleaguered and both were battered. They traded blows in the center of the ring, punishing one another with rights and lefts as their thick torsos took blows like they were slabs of meat. Michelle caught Courtney with an uppercut that stunned the blonde but in her enthusiasm to follow up, the brunette nailed her with one punch and left her defense open and Courtney countered with a jab that stopped her forward motion. Michelle's friend screamed to watch herself as Courtney's 1-2 right left slammed into Michelle's face following the jab. Michelle held her arms up defensively as the blows rocked her and she lost her orientation. Courtney didn't pause, pounding her with an assault that knocked her backwards onto her ass. The blonde leaned on her knees gasping for air as Michelle moaned to herself and rolled to her belly working to get up. She realized that her top had come undone and rather than re-tie it she went to her corner and tossed ti to them. To keep the fight even, Courtney took her bra off too. The two women wiped blood and sweat from their faces as they came out. Michelle was definitely sluggish and in trouble. She was a skilled and determined fighter though and as the two punched and parried with one another, she caught Courtney solidly on her jaw. It stunned the blonde and Michelle saw her chance. She wasted no time and fired off everything she had, right-left-right-left, blow after blow slammed into Courtney's face and chest driving her back into the wall and then a brutal overhand right smashed into her and she fell to her knees, hanging with one arm over the wall, keeping her upright. Michelle was brutal, hitting her defenseless face until she collapsed face down, not moving.
Her daughter screamed, "MOM!!" as Courtney stirred a little and Michelle paraded around the ring with her arms raised as if she was victorious but Courtney struggled to her hands and knees only to fall face down again for a second. Despite that, she struggled to her feet. Michelle charged into her and body punched her repeatedly as the blonde desperately clinched her trying to prevent anything worse. Courtney's grunts were heard by many as her torso was battered. She was sure that Michelle had ruptured her ovaries, if that was possible. Michelle pushed her off and as her back crashed into the wall, Michelle hit her again with a punch that actually knocked her out of the ring, just as the bell rang again ending the second round.
In Courtney's corner, her daughter was crying, "Stop this mom, she's beating the shit out of you--she's scary strong and she's hurting you."
Courtney huffed through a battered and swollen face. "Fuck that honey, I can take this cow."
"Mom, I love you and you probably can, but she's really fucking you up--she's gonna permanently hurt you at some point, please let's call it!"
Courtney shook her head as the bell rang again. She came out to meet Michelle in the center, who didn't look too good herself. Courtney tagged her with a powerful right hook and Michelle stumbled and almost went down, but as she recovered, she hit Courtney with everything she had: a gut punch and then two blows to the face that caused the blonde's knees to buckle and her to keel over face down.
"Don't get up Courtney, I will fuck you up worse..." threatened Michelle as Courtney's daughter frantically screamed for her to stay down. Courtney was hurting and she was scared. She couldn't believe how strong Michelle was. But her heart wouldn't let her quit. She got up anyway. It took every muscle in her body to get to her feet. She put up her fists and Michelle came in to finish her off.
Michelle's arms were heavy and she was sluggish. Courtney took advantage and hit her. Hard. Right hand. Right hand again. and again. Michelle countered. Courtney's knees wobbled, but she stayed up. Right hand again. It was Michelle's turn to look glassy eyed and to pause. Courtney hit her with a right-left and dropped her to the floor.
The sounds in the room were muffled to Michelle. She was dizzy. The blows from Courtney were really taking their toll. She was bleeding so badly from her nose and mouth that she could barely get air in. She got to her feet nonetheless and Courtney was there to meet her. Punches rained down like nothing she had ever experienced. She couldn't defend herself. The room got blurry and she lost focus. She felt a warmth in her body and then a punch connected with her nose and mouth that sent her tumbling into the wall and down to the floor. The room went black as she crashed into the wall.
For spectators, Michelle took the punch and went down like a ton of bricks. Courtney almost fell over from the blow.
Michelle didn't stir. The fight was over. Courtney had won. She stumbled back to her daughter and her trainer as Michelle's friend and her trainer worked to revive her, successfully.
The end.
