Main Image drawn by me. Inked and colored (including the background) by DREAMER.
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“Ladies and gentlemen, I do believe it is time for the moment you’ve all been waiting for!” Charmy exclaimed into the mic stand as he sat behind an announcer’s table. It was those once in a blue moon situations where was dressed in an actual suit and tie for the occasion. He had to pretend he was a professional, after all. “It’s a match between true natural disasters, Blaze the Cat and Conquering Storm!”
The crowd cheered rather loudly for this as the two ladies in question were already in the ring, standing by their corners and leering at one another with confidence radiating off their bodies.
“Yes folks!” Bean the Dynamite, Charmy’s co-commentator and guy who wore a soccer jersey to sit at this table for some reason, sprung up screaming by Charmy’s side with mic so close to his mouth he was practically swallowing it. “After that sorry bout where Tails quickly got kicked out of his shorts, butt over tea kettle by his seedrian girl, we’re about to get a true clash of angry warriors at play. Those with weak bladders may want to lea–TOO LATE! IT’S BEGUN!”
Charmy jolted a bit, surprised by Bean’s announcement. “Hey, wait! Give them a chance to get ready! You don’t just get to–!”
“I’m the announcer, so I announced it!” Bean pouted, rubbing the mic against his chest and generating an awful sound over the speaker. Charmy growled and turned to gently poke Bean’s butt with his stinger, making the duck blink, ponder if he was feeling pain, snap his fingers when he realized that, yes, he was feeling pain, and then jolt into the air shouting while holding his butt.
The two fighters were about ready though. They probably wouldn’t have complained too much if Bean had just pushed for them to start. Still, having some time to size one another up and look badass as hell before the party kicked off was appreciated, more or less.
Conquering Storm had a towel around her neck and was spritzing some water into her mouth before she set it aside and tossed the towel back. The jog she did around the stadium to set herself up for this was worth it. She was ready to demolish her, no problem.
“You look quite dainty,” Conquering Storm said, looking rather cold and serious. “You’re certain one well placed punch won’t reduce you to splinters?”
“Are you worried you might step on me and get an ouchie?” Blaze asked. “Don’t be. I assure you that I’ve maintained my title as princess of the Sol Dimension through means both foul and fair. Foul in the sense that when I face opponents they usually have a bad habit of melting.”
Conquering Storm and Blaze were both teeming with confidence, but in different ways. Blaze with her light smirk and Conquering Storm with her dead eyed stare of destruction.
Murder wasn’t allowed so they were very lucky that looks couldn’t kill.
When Bean landed and did a pirouette onto his seat for good form, he raised the mic again and side-eyed Charmy who gave him a nod of acknowledgement.
“NOW,” They both declared in unison, “You may begin!”
The two determined women charged in with a series of strikes and attacks already at the tips of their fingers and ready to pop off. The exchange between them was like watching a storm of motion blurs extending from their arms shoot across from them both of them to the other.
“I thank you for not making a pun about me attempting to weather the storm or whatever,” Blaze chimed in, grunting as she matched her opponent blow for blow.
“Do I look like the type who favors puns?” Conquering Storm responds before landing a palm strike to Blaze’s chin!
Blaze’s head shot back slightly but her hands kept flying forward. She struck and attacked with gusto and managed to successfully land a few good hits on her opponent’s body!
The jabs that Conquering Storm got to her torso and even her pelvis were painful. She had to admit that to herself. It was especially galling since Blaze was no doubt using her fire powers to make the attack rather heated.
Despite this though, these few good strikes were all they were. A few good small hits to be more precise.
Eventually, Conquering Storm zeroed in on both of Blaze’s hands coming at her at a relatively similar time and used her arms to karate chop them downward!
Blaze’s eyes widened with surprise as her body ended up leaning forward a tad before Conquering Storm raised her foot and managed to land a heavy kick to Blaze’s gut!
Blaze’s wide eyes of surprise turned into large orbs of cartoonish pain as she felt her body lift off and was undoubtedly about to soar towards the other end of the arena they were in.
Unfortunately, Conquering Storm wasn’t one for letting her enemies out of her sight without an immediate follow-up. She seized an opportunity to deliver more misfortune to her opponent and grabbed Blaze by her pants the instant her body attempted to fly away.
Conquering Storm then stomped on the canvas and began swirling Blaze around by the fabric of her white trousers, rotating only by the stub of her heel. It looked rather intense.
The dizziness this was imparting onto Blaze made her look positively hysterical. The purple cat’s widened eyes were rolling from the sheer unadulterated confusion in her skull. On top of that, the little ebbing of drool and the haziness in her glassy eyes indicated that she wasn’t all there at the moment.
It was a kick to the gut followed by extreme disorientation.
Eventually, something had to give and it wasn’t Conquering Storm’s strong grip. Her fingers remained clamped onto the fabric of Blaze’s pants as the momentum saw them ripping off and the purple cat was finally sent flying off as promised earlier. She screamed and flailed her arms and legs about, having no traction and no way to stop herself in mid-air!
The cat smashed her face against the corner post at the edge of the arena and fell onto her back, eyes in momentary anime spirals as she babbled about how “whirly” everything was. The crowd went wild, not only because they were cheering at how cool this was but because they found it funny how cute Blaze’s Hello Kitty panties were!
Conquering Storm simply snorted and gazed at the other end of the arena, unimpressed.
“WOW!” Charmy exclaimed, fists clenched around the mic as he leaned forward. “That was some throw! To launch someone out of their pants like that must take a lot of strength!”
“Not really,” Bean grinned. “Sometimes all it takes is some neat sleight of hand. BEHOLD!” He cheered for himself as he held up Charmy’s black bottoms.
“Wha–?!” Charmy blinked and then examined himself. His professional top stopped at the rim of the red elastic of his Rainbow Dash briefs. The bee flushed a bright red and covered himself with his hands, grinning stupidly at the camera while Bean winked and gave a thumbs up.
Blaze had managed to collect herself, thankfully. She stood up, wobbled a little as she shook away the stars she was seeing, and then refocused her attention at the approaching Conquering Storm.
“Alright!” Blaze snapped. “You had me there but I’m–breezy?!” Blaze blinked and then gasped with horror as she noticed her state of dress. Her ear twitched as she also took notice of the giggles emanating from the crowd. “EEK!” She went to yank her top down, which didn’t cover her up much at all, before realizing she was in the middle of a fight! “Oh n–!”
Conquering Storm had managed to reach Blaze and wrapped an arm around her head! She pulls her under her armpit and clamps the hold down, making the whining cat bend over and meow in pain and humiliation as she’s forced to jettison her butt outward to the already laughing crowd.
She could feel the crowd’s eyes scan the backside of her panties for a better look. The camera was no doubt zooming in on her adorable butt too! She flushed a deeper red just thinking about it, eyes crossing as the air was squeezed from her!
People were staring hard at her panty clad butt! It was terrible!
Conquering Storm didn’t seem to care all that much about Blaze’s embarrassment. She relished in it most likely as she cruelly whispered to Blaze in her ear, “It’s futile. You can’t be–”
She didn’t have a chance to finish this as Blaze, adrenaline pushing her to her limits, shot her head backward and rammed it into the whole of Conquering Storm’s face!
The impact reverberated from the center of her head, to her chin, and towards the top of her head where signals were sent to the brain. Conquering Storm’s serious, scary looking face shifted to that of a goofball. Her eyes crossed and her frown turned upside down!
She fell back extremely hard and smashed her head onto the canvas in a way that flipped her entire body up and over so that when she finally settled on the mat, her butt was sticking out while her head rested on her slightly crushed hat.
The gap toothed smile, the goofy nature of her cross-eyed features, and her tongue lolling out her gaping maw was one thing. However, the clincher was the bright bump that popped through her straw woven hat. It was a shiner that signaled how hard the hit was without question.
“Gababooweee… duuurrhaaah!” Conquering Storm said, rather poetically.
“That must be the spot where she got nailed the hardest,” Bean pointed out, commentating on the bump on her noggin while Charmy’s foot was in his face. The bee was currently trying to reach over him to grab his pants back but Bean was playing keep away with them.
“What was your first clue?!” Charmy said back, also commentating despite their positions.
Blaze sighed. She then smirked.
“It looks like I–!” Blaze began, about to let off a cheeky one liner to seal the deal. She was interrupted by a loud hissing sound.
Conquering Storm had begun wetting herself. Blaze could see it spread along the front of her panties as her butt remained pointed outward.
Blaze groaned, sticking her tongue out and flinching back. That just killed the mood. In fact, that deserved further punishment.
With an outstretched hand, Blaze ignited a bright flame and pumped out fire directly into her unconscious foe. Not to worry though. This wasn’t an attempt at smelting her. This just successfully burned away her clothes, leaving her in a dorky pair of My Little Pony panties and a short, but slightly singed, undershirt.
“Whoa,” Bean said. “You guys wear similar underwear!”
“I hate you!” Charmy snapped, now practically on top of Bean and trying to grab at his pants, his butt sticking out and wiggling back and forth to the laughing people behind him.
“How fitting,” Blaze grinned at Conquering Storm. “Your demeanor doesn’t match what you hide underneath. Guess that’s what it means to compensate for something.”
She definitely was not one to talk.
She was about to continue taunting her but then she realized something. Blaze wasn’t doing so hot either when it came to her state of dress. The loss of her pants was one thing but the precise strikes that Conquering Storm landed on her had ruined her clothes in general. Her confident demeanor fizzled out almost immediately when she realized that laughing and jeering wasn’t focused on just her opponent.
With wide blinking eyes and her fists on her sides, she looked back down at herself and with a loud “YEEK!” covered herself as best she could. The look of terror she provided as her eyes darted back and forth while camera flashes went off just provided the onlookers with more gold!
“NO! NOOOOO!” Blaze screamed, turning to run away, hands in the air as she bolted.
Due to her embarrassment, she wasn’t looking where she was going properly and her mad dash to escape her exposure saw her tripping over one of the ropes lining the arena and falling out of it.
She let out a cat-like wail before smashing face first onto the ground, arms and legs spread as she twitched and had weird spasm humps against the floor from the pain.
She wasn’t moving either which probably meant she was out of it.
That allowed the cameras to zoom in and get better shots of course!
“Well, we said it would be a success and it was! Happy Arbor Day everybody!” Bean shouted, grunting with Charmy’s hand in his cheek. It wasn’t Arbor Day.
The bee whined as he kept trying to grab at his pants, hunched over Bean while crying and wiggling his butt around against his will as they signed off.
The match was a beloved hit. The crowd couldn’t wait for more.
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