My vision explodes as I eat a mouthful of carpet. I lay stunned before the fire in my belly kicks in. Unsighted I drive my head upwards, catching Erin on the chin. Now separated, we slowly rise from our knees into a crouch. She has her closed fists raised, whilst I have my claws up. "Tear her tits off", an unnamed bloke shouts to no one in particular. As we circle one another, the whiff of testosterone in the room comingles with the distinctive whiff of semen as at least one bloke has failed to contain his load.
I manage to take my opponent down, somehow i think she is more used to being back first on the carpet but no matter. I'm about to wade in and give her a good beating when her head fires up and clips me clean under the chin. I fly backwards and now it's me who's back first on the carpet with my legs in the air and my arms akimbo. I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts and as i do i scramble to my knees, still a lil stunned. It's then i see her claws and i bunch up my fists as we rise to our feet, both having taken but survived each others initial attack.
There's plenty of shouting and encouragement from the guys as you might expect, this spurs me on, i edge closer and fire a right jab at her well formed left breast, this however is a diversionary tactic as my real target is her right breast, my fists now turned into claws as i sink them into her soft flesh.
