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Between the Tournaments Part 4

When the ferry dropped off the latest group of women it did so expertly at their request. The many ladies that were dropped off were all fighters, warriors, and many of them known to quite a few of the women that happened to have already been here from the start. A few left on the boat, having had enough and needing to return to their lives, but many more had stayed and this easily doubled their numbers of the people that were here to fight. It made the island a bit more crowded, but there was still plenty of space for all of them to mingle or keep to themselves. The biggest danger that had come off of the ferry, though, was the fact that most of the women now showing up were deeply seeded rivals to those that were already here. A few were on good footing, a nice number of them were passable and could get along, but there were a couple that simply curdled the blood of some of the fighters that were still here. Among them was a beautifully busty, nicely decorated, and highly talented raccoon girl that had made herself known from a very early point after getting off that boat. The easy smile touched her lips while the brown and black markings of her body gave her away. Raccoons were known for their swiftness, for their cunning, and if it helped her at all in this fighting island then she would make absolute sure to use it.

Where she was from this girl was known more as being a world renown fighter, but a just as qualified thief. Her talents kept herself in as much trouble as her fighting talent got her out of, and to many she was know as being one of the all time bests. This raccoon even had a nickname that people seemed to know far more of than her real name. For those that didn't know her she would make sure to leave a very good impression, or at least good as far as she was concerned. This raccoon was one of a kind, but thanks to this alone she was also riddled with rivals that wanted to test themselves against her, to see her taken down at their feet for their own pleasure. Among all of her rivals, though, very few could hold a candle against the flame that Smoky held against her.

"SNEAKER!" Came the call from this dark grey bunny, her eyes narrowing into a heated rage while she stormed over to this woman.

It was a call that forced the raccoon to jump a bit at her, her eyes widening while she looked for the source of that voice, but when she saw that it was the bitch rabbit that always seemed to come after her that surprise washed away and all she found herself filled with was irritation.

"Smoky..." The name rolled off of her tongue with as much disdain and hatred as she could possibly manage.

She'd heard that this place was good for fighters, that they ran tournaments here and that it was a place to really test yourself against the strongest of opponents, but now she could see this woman here and started to doubt if any of it was true at all. What kind of fighting island would invite this smoke grey colored rabbit over as one of the toughest fighters around? Sure they'd shared their number of wins and losses, but the raccoon would never accept that bitch of a bunny as being a champion of anything as long as she could stomp a mud-hole in her. It didn't take long for the two to close the distance between them Smoky's hands on her hips while Sneakers crossed under her well sized breasts. Their bodies were similar, almost identical in shape and size while the species was what made them really different through sight alone. These two were inches from one another, but clearly not happy to be seeing the other here at all.

"What are you doing here?" Sneaker asked softly, her lip turning up in a sneer as if it was painful just to speak to this cunt.

"I was invited unlike you and your party crasher friends." Smoky retorted, already throwing accusations around about this coon bitch.

"If you were invited then I certainly should have been. Everyone makes mistakes, I guess."

"You being left on shore while the real fighters test themselves isn't much of a mistake. Besides, you probably won't find a whole lot of stuff to steal here, so you might as well go home."

Sneaker laughed to this softly, shaking her head slowly from side to side, "Cunt, I've already got something to steal only seconds after getting here. I'm going to steal any chance you have of getting anyone in the next tournament."

Smoky laughed to this, her bitterness showing through in her voice even through that mocking sound, "This is a place for real fighters, Sneaker, not two bit thieves looking for purses to cut."

"I'm a good enough fighter to put you on your back a number of times already," she stepped forward, narrowing her eyes angrily at this bitch, "or have you forgotten the last time we met."

"Oh I remember, bitch, but I also remember the time before that when I had you face down in the grass begging me not to stop, because you couldn't handle another turn of cum denial."

"It's not cum denial if you don't have the talent to get it out of me."

"So you want me to show you again what you keep forgetting, is that it?" Smoky stepped forward as well, their bodies almost touching at this point with only enough room for a breeze to pass between them and nothing else.

"Can't blame me for forgetting such a mediocre performance, but sure. Take me on so that I can show you why I should have been invited and you should have been left on the main land like the talent-less bitch you really are."

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The grey rabbit had heard enough of this bitches attitude, had gotten tired of seeing that smug expression and battling her with nothing but words and wit. It was time for her to finally but this raccoon in her place and to do so she would swing her arm in a wide arch for a hard slap that ended up impacting the side of Sneaker's breasts. The immediate impact left the raccoon grunting and gasping her hand lifting to stop her shaking tit and try to sooth the sudden impact. To Smoky there were few things that were more fun than to slap the breasts on a scank, to see her double back in pain from a well placed strike and with a step forward she'd keep her opponent from getting away while she brought up her other hand towards the other side. Sneaker was a thief by trade, but there were few jobs she went into that didn't eventually end up with her needing to fight someone. She was only fortunate that her fight this time with was a woman she'd gotten very used to fighting already. Sneaker knew of Smoky's affinity for hitting tits and so after that first hit landed she'd simply bring her hand up to block the follow up strike she knew was coming. One thing that the grey rabbit loved to see on any opponent was the look on their face when she smacked their big, fat, beautiful tits. It was a look of painful shock that then rolled into pleasure as that breast bounced around and tried to recover and Sneaker was no different in this as her gasp faded into grunt, but that strike alone wasn't going to win this fight and the raccoon knew more than anyone what was coming next.

When Smoky brought her other hand back, that grey body tensed up in preparation for her attack. She thought she had her next blow in the bag, that her swinging hand would land true against that other large tit to knock them back the other way, but how many times had Sneaker and Smoky been through this exact combination of hits? After a while a person gets used to these kinds of combos which leaving the rodent to not even have to look at this bunny to lift her dark hand up and feel that hard slap land against the back of her knuckles. Smoky was surprised by this block, narrowing her eyes to the realization that she had become predictable. It was having to witness the smirking smile on the lips of this woman that really boiled the rabbit's blood, her other hand finally coming back to repeat that first strike only to also find herself blocked again by the smirking and confident raccoon woman that now looked on at her.

"You're a bitch, Sneaker." Smoky growled to her darkly.

The response had only left the woman with an easy chuckle, not even retorting to this cunt as her hand quickly jerked out towards that large grey tit. It only took one hand to wrap around the front of this breast, her fingers squeezing down tightly, for her to feel that perky nipple already drawing lines against the inside of her palm. Every motion her hand made forced Smoky to gasp, her head rolling back as she felt that surge of heated lust pushing into her tit by the hard squeeze of each finger flexing individually. Smoky's shattered breath fought to try and regain her senses, but by the time those eyes opened again the brown raccoon had already moved. She could feel that arm tighten around her shoulders, those thick brown breasts crushing up against her back, but that groping hand never released this grey tit even for a second. Those fingers continued to trace through the surface of her fur, Smoky's body trying to arch only to be pulled back once more.

If there was any sympathy at all for the grey rabbit then Sneaker certainly didn't have any. Their countless fights, their numerous struggles, jobs lost, clients left, there was nothing that Sneaker liked to see more than the suffering of this little rabbit at her fingertips, and Smoky was far from innocent in this at all. Many of the fights that the two had faced were started because of this bitch, and many more were both one and lost because of her desire to combat the raccoon anytime she happened to rest eyes on her. Maybe Sneaker was a good match to test herself against, but it had left both with a desire to see the other constantly panting against the ground for revenge of the previous matches that had already been settled.

"L.. Let me go!" Smoky shouted, her voice fighting off the feeling of moans that were rising up through her throat.

The yelling only made her opponent chuckle, made this rodent smile easily, but with her head leaning forward against the back of those long bunny ears the only reply that she'd give this bitch was a very audible and well placed, "No..."

"You're.. Ugh.. Such a fucking bitch!" Smoky yelled again, fighting to try and pull herself free once more and locked down once more.

The hard fight between them was leaving the trapped rabbit frustrated from just how weak this hold made her feel. She hated to be pinned down, hated to be limited in anything, and more importantly she hated the idea that the woman taking advantage of her in such a humiliating way was this cunt that she'd fought so many times before. Yes she'd won some, yes she'd lost some, but every time they came back at one another, looking to balance the score and now she was stuck once again while this raccoon just played with her and made her feel helpless.

"I'm going to kick your ass so hard!" Another angry scream, another threat, and another light chuckle from the bitch that had locked her in place.

"Awww, I know what's wrong, bunny. You're mad because your boob is getting all the attention. Trust me when I say, there's nothing much else about you to like."

The blatant insult forced that rabbit to try and pull away again, her burning rage building quickly while this woman continued to torture her, "My breasts aren't the only thing people like about me!"

"You're right, I bet they also like that tight little rabbit hole of yours too, don't they?"

At this Smoky gasped, her cheeks blushed hotly, and she even felt her grey elbow finally get freed. it was a slight win, but a very short lived one as that now freed hand didn't remain idle for long and soon this bunny could feel it pushing against the short fur of her toned abs. Neither were overly strong, neither were really that muscular at all, but the strength that they did have added to who they were and these short women weren't designed to stand toe to toe with grand behemoths like some of the women on this island. Instead they were quick, they were clever, and as those digits traced along her stomach in a slowly circling motion at least one of them was feeling a hot boil starting to rise from between her thighs. Smoky had to grunt she couldn't hold it in, but those fingers didn't stay on her ab fur for long as it charted a course through this sea of grey before cupping that now juicy cunny. Those thighs tried to put up a defense, her own hand reaching down to try and grip at Sneaker's wrist to stop her, but by the time she got to it the feeling of a penetrating finger was already buried within her soft and squishy depths. The light squirt of hot desire slit from her pussy lips, showing just how wet and horny she really was while Smoky already fought to contain her quickly edging climax deep within her.

Smoky could maintain, she had to, and while she looked over her shoulder at this woman her hips rocked and rolled to try and find some room to escape this escalating hold. Sneaker wasn't about to be gentle she wasn't about to let the bunny grow used that finger inside of her, and instead immediately started pushing and pulling that digit as quickly and hard as she could. As much as Smoky tried to stop her that finger kept on, her eyes rolling into the back of her head, her mouth hanging open in perpetual lust as she heard her rival speak softly against her ear once again.

"That's right, slut. you love that finger inside of you. Now give your better what she wants."

"N... Not better than shit, cunt..." Smoky struggled to say, her voice shaking as much as her body.

"You're so cute when you're losing. Pulling cum from your body never gets old." Sneaker watched that moaning face, her body moving in tighter to her opponent to crush those thick milky breasts against that grey figure.

"I.. I'm not losing yet..." the rabbit tried to resist, tried to fight back, tried to peal away, but it was clear that she needed to alter her tactic. If she couldn't get away then she wasn't going to last much longer so early into the fight.

This grey rabbit could feel her body quivering, her desire aching, the need to release at the edge of her tunnel while she fought to do anything to get away from this woman only to find herself unable to even move let along get any kind of distance between them at all. Her hips quivered and shook from that finger dragging across the inside of her tight and squeezing tunnel while she used those strong rabbit legs to kick against the ground. The hit landed her shoulders hard against those large brown breasts, crushing them against the raccoon's body, but also left that rodent stumbling backward. Normally Sneaker had a great deal of balance, but with the weight of another woman pressing against her she couldn't maintain herself and instead found her body tumbling backwards until her feet finally gave out and her she found her large, pert, butt flattening against the ground under them. The fall was hard enough that she released this rabbit woman, but Smoky was also left on the ground trying to recover.

The panting breath that rolled from those grey lips drove her to try and catch herself, trying to regain the composure that was pulled from her while Sneaker was already pushing her hands against the ground to try and right herself back to her feet. This rabbit needed to keep her rival grounded, she needed to keep her down in the dirt, and that meant that once the raccoon's eyes rested on the sight of this grey bunny charging at her quickly without even getting all the way to back up again. Smoky didn't have time to get up all the way, not with how quick Sneaker was to recover and so her bunny feet dug into the ground on every fast paced step she took, her hands pushing against the dirt to make sure that she didn't fall over, and her body charging quickly at the woman that she was looking to attack. When her shoulder finally crushed against the front of those brown abs her hard push drove the raccoon back a few steps before finally causing the raccoon to stumble and fall back with a hard grunt flowing from her lips when those shoulders once again hit the ground.

The tackle alone had left her grunting and groaning, her body aching from the fall while her eyes stared up at the sky above them. Soft white cloud lightly passed along the blue sky leaving Sneaker a chance to almost forget that bunny bitch before that large lupine head rose to block her view of the sky. This raccoon narrowed her gaze, unable to see the details of this face through the shadows that covered it, but able to see that bright smile staring right back down at her. When Sneaker pressed her hands to the ground she'd try and sit up only to feel a foot push against her shoulder and shove her back to the ground again.

"You're not going anywhere, cunt." Smoky said, keeping this rodent trapped under her. So far Sneaker had been on top of this fight, but now the dark bunny had a chance to change things.

When that foot lifted from the raccoon's body Sneaker didn't even have a chance to get up as the dark bunny lowered herself down to her rival. Hands took the place of that foot, pinning Sneaker down against the ground and leaving their large breasts to sway and shake just inches from one another. Every so often their perky and hard nipples would graze across the other, their round tits lightly brushing through their fur and leaving them with a fast shock of pleasure, but while breast play had been a good start Smoky's real intention was down below. With Sneaker under her this dark rabbit would bring her knee down quickly. The feeling of a hot and juicy slit leaking it's lusty fem-pre across the surface of her knee hadn't stopped her for a second while she ground her thigh across the surface of it.

The hard rolling of her thigh ground it further up against that pussy, sliding it deeper and deeper against the raccoon's brown lips causing Sneaker's head to roll back with her voice calling out in a deep and long moan. Those hips tried to escape much like Smoky's had tried earlier, but found that any motion she made only added to the pleasure she was receiving. Even Sneaker couldn't stop the flood of deep moans from coursing through her lungs, the deep call leaving her shivering in place while her furry leg brushed across the surface of her tight little nub with no time to rest and no room to escape. Each twisting movement caused Smoky to counter, caused her to adjust herself so that she could remain on top while this raccoon thrashed against the ground under them. Even hands pressing against the dark bunny's soft body fur wasn't enough to force her off.

"Get... Ugh... Off of me." Sneaker grunted, her voice rising in pitch while her need and desire picked up all that much more.

"Not on your life, bitch. You're going to pain this grass an all new color." the rabbit retorted, her open smile showing her confidence in how far she'd gotten her rival, "Maybe I'll let you off easy if you beg me really nice."

That was the last straw for Sneaker, it was humiliating to be pinned down by Smoky, but to have her talk like that and ask her to beg for an easy cumming? That was something that the raccoon wasn't going to forgive. Even with her newfound rage she still couldn't shove this dark bunny off of her with her pushing hands, but as she lifted her leg and opened her cunny for an even deeper grinding the moans that touched her lips would have to be cast to the side before her sole flattened against those dark abs. Her leg did exactly what her hands couldn't as a strong kick would throw this woman off of her with just enough strength that her panting breath was able to climb towards Smoky and grip those bunny legs.

Sneaker was feeling the lust, she was feeling ready to give herself over to the pleasure that Smoky was so willing to give her, but the raccoon knew that if she was going to go down then she would do so fighting. With Smoky's legs in her hands her own legs would scoot up under her, bringing herself to spread them in a V around the dark bunny's beautiful legs. Scooting in quickly the two could finally have their dueling nethers meet, their heated cunnies starting to slide and touch on one another while they kiss and nip at their healthy lips. Every soft moan that was pulled from her lungs left both to struggle as panting breaths crossed up and down the length's of their amazing figures. The shivering squirm of their pre-covered slits ran quakes up the length of their already heated bodies, the warmth of their juicy cunts needing to last long enough to withhold until their rival released, but every passing second made this harder and harder for them to do. The shake of their bodies already ran up to shatter their breaths, heads leaned back at once, and with a loud cry of hot orgasm the bunny would feel that rush wash over her hips and thighs, her soft smirk show brightly as she felt the creamy defeat of Sneaker coat her fur in an all too familiar color. Smoky lifted her hips, bucking them gently against the brown raccoon's body, and with every motion she'd watch Sneaker's head jerk backwards with a harsh gasping breath.

Despite the loss Smoky wasn't stopping, her cunny lips grinding harder against this worn down warrior while those brown lips parted so easily. The cumming had left her panting, her tongue rolled to the corner of her mouth, but now all she felt was the surges of pleasure hit her time and time again. The dark rabbit didn't seem to show any signs of slowing, no signs of stopping while the motion of her hips grew harder in place and that smirking mouth grew even wider.

"S.. Smoky.. Stop.. You need to stop." Sneaker spoke up, trying to pull away and finding herself locked up once again with her very sensitive clit.

"Nah-ah, you haven't said the magic word yet."

"No, come on.. Ugh.. Come on Smoky... You're such.. Mmm.. A bitch." She grunted even louder, her body arching as she gasped and moaned from the continued assault against her amazing sensitive slit before her ears folded back and her head shook side to side, "FINE! S.. Smoky! Ple.. Please stop. I can't go on like this."

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Winning this fight, dominating her opponent, and listening to her beg for mercy, was always a thrill for this dark rabbit, but it also left her still wanting, still needing to have her sexual urges scratched. With those bunny ears folding back she could see her rival rested back in the grass, trying to catch her breath. If it had been anyone else then Sneaker might have been safe, but the raccoon's opponent had been a rabbit that had come to be known for her sensual cruelty. When Smoky lowered her large rump down that still swollen, still needy slit propped itself perfectly over the fact of this panting raccoon, her hips slowly rolling just enough so that Sneaker couldn't see anything but that lovely cunt lowering itself down towards her lips. Normally the raccoon would throw her opponent off at this point but in a fight like this she her defeat meant that she was obligated to tend to this rabbit's desires, and even if she wasn't one for rules, she was one to uphold the tradition and did as she was guided to do.

Dark fingers wrapped around her short head-fur, gripping it tightly before that face was jerked up towards that slit. At first Sneaker tried to resist, tried to fight back, but she knew what she had to do here and finally started to lick against the front of those cunny lips. Even in victory Smoky wasn't gentle, she didn't care about allowing her opponent to recover and instead was focused entirely on pleasing herself using that raccoon's face. Every hard grind would smear her cunny fluids across the muzzle and cheeks of this woman, her eyes staring at her from around her breasts to witness the look that Sneaker had in being forced to taste her own juicy cream on the surface of another woman's overheated pussy. It wasn't that Smoky was cruel, it wasn't that she hated this woman, it was that they had been rivals for quite some time. Nothing made either happier than to dominate one another, but in introducing such a harsh tactic to force Sneaker to beg her to stop the rabbit knew somehow that it was going to catch up to her someday. For now, though, she was enjoying her prey.

Mmhrm! MMmm...." Sneaker's muffled voice cut off entirely as she spoke directly into that slit.

It was an attempt that forced Smoky to giggle, to enjoy the sight of the woman cleaning her pussy like a wash rag while she brought her hips forward and back to grind her cunt against the open maw of this defeated rival. That tongue might have been stroking right back against her, dragging across the surface of her pussy lips like a wave crashing against the sands of a beach, but the effects that were coming through were more than even she thought that they might be from the start. Her head leaned back, her teeth bared down on her bottom lips and with a deep moan she'd roll those hips even more before finally rising up to separate her juicy cunny from that face.

"Ugh.. You almost had me there. You didn't think I'd let you off so easy after losing a fight to me did you?" She said with an easy wink down to Sneaker.

The raccoon narrowed her gaze when that slit rose up after sitting on her face, "I hate you so much sometimes. It's not good enough you tortured me, now I have to put up with you refusing to come?"

The frustration shown easily on the raccoon's face, but Smoky wouldn't let that ruin her mood, "I want to make this win last. You should be happy about this. It means someone with a body this hot wants to spend extra time with you."

Sneaker continued to rest there, her eyes looking over that dark bunny body and then shaking her head. Sure she could argue with her, insult her, get her mad, but the raccoon had already last the fight and starting another one wouldn't help. She was too tired to fight this bunny off against leaving her to have no choice but to do as the lupine woman said. This raccoon didn't even have a chance to agree as she felt that hand pull against her head-fur again, the hard tug leaving her no real choice as she was forced to follow on her hands and knees. Her cheeks blushed hotly, her mind screaming for her to stop, and her body simply not listening to avoid any pain to the top of her head.

"Smoky!" She complained, her voice growling hotly with the frustration of being guided around like a pet.

The bunny laughed, her smirk showing that she simply didn't care if this bitch was embarrassed by her humiliation, "Yeah yeah, lay on your back. I'm going to use your big tits as my personal seat."

The raccoon had no real choice, and when Sneaker moved to roll onto that back she looked at this woman settling down on those thick and lovely brown breasts. They'd squish under her, the figure of this body enough to smash them tight against that chest, but still the softness managed to remain leaving the dark bunny to reach her own hand down and lightly rub at this dark pussy. Short circles would roll across her clit while those moans drew the start of her warm pre to leak free and roll down to be soaked by that brown fur. The more she rubbed the louder her moans got, but she was working slow, making things last, and forcing Sneaker to stare at that healthy cunt while it was being tended to.

"Well, don't just look at it. Get your fingers involved, bitch." Smoky demanded, knowing her right as the winning and wanting to finally be satisfied by this fellow fighter.

Sneaker didn't say anything and instead lifted her hands to reach for that delicate slit. If Smoky had her efforts locked on that clit then that meant that the rest of that hot cunt was hers to use. Black raccoon digits showed their natural dexterity with the claw of her thumb lightly flicking and picking at the cunny lips on either side. They were already swollen with need and desire, but the more she played with them the bigger those lips got. Smoky had to shiver, her body quaking now thanks to her own lust, but Sneaker wasn't even at the opening stages of being done yet. With an easy pry of those pussy lips she'd separate them from one another and leave a juicy, cream coated cavern of flush and sticky juicy. This didn't stop Sneaker for an instantly, however, as she plunged her finger into Smoky's body. At first it was just one digit, one single motion to twist, turn, curl, and work at bringing put bigger and louder moans and grunts from the depths of her lungs. It was when a second finger entered her figure, joining the first quickly, but spreading that hot tunnel so much more.

Smoky was already panting, her breasts lifting and falling with every motion that they made while her bouncing hips worked to make that she was taking those penetrating fingers much harder than Sneaker was able to pump her fingers in. Where the raccoon lacked force, however, she made up for with talented skills. Those fingers inside of her would spread, would widen, and occasionally would cross with one another to leave those hips shaking even more thanks to the dancing digits that raked through her. Those two digits weren't gentle at all, pushing hard to drive as deep into her as possible until her knuckles would punch against those awaiting hips. The violent fingering was more than enough to cause the dark rabbit's head to lean back, her mouth open with a loud call rising from her lips. As much as Smoky wanted to keep being snide and rude, even she couldn't deny the fact that Sneaker had some real talent when it came to those very well skilled digits, those lock picking hands were well trained in so many different tasks and now the as they worked their expert techniques across the sensitive and sultry flesh of this bunny Smoky could only gasp and mew like a bitch in heat.

"Come on, Smoky. Come for momma." She taunted, loving the sight of this rabbit in a locked up state of pre-orgasm, that edge of ecstasy was what pushed her to slam her fingers in harder, to turn her hand at the wrist as if to drive her digits in further.

"I.. Ugh.. I'm.. Oh.." Smoky couldn't even speak, couldn't think, she could barely even breath while those fingers spread her even further.

Those toes curled, her chest arched and even while sitting on those big, beautiful, brown, breasts, the bunny would lean back to give further access to her over-pleasured pussy. As much as Smoky wanted to hold on, as much as she wanted to lock herself in this state of pre-bliss forever, her body had other ideas leaving her to feel that hard and sudden gushing of thick cream. The burst of it splashed hard, spraying across Sneaker's large breasts, across her throat, and most importantly across her face in a hot fountain of bubbling fem-cream. Sneaker hadn't realized what was happening until that cum hit her in the jaw, the feeling of it squirting over her lips forced her eyes to widen before they closed instantly when the rest of that wave washed over her, the feeling of that sticky bunny seed washing through her fur only forced her to grunt, and growl, the potent scent filling her senses all at once as her hot figure arched from the lust that filled her mind.

If it were anyone else she might have suggested to go a second round just from this alone, but it wasn't anyone else leaving her to push her hands against that big rump in order to throw Smoky off of her body. The bunny squeaked loudly as she hit the ground, her figure rolling and the look in her eyes that of satisfaction and rage all at once.

"C.. Couldn't even let.. me enjoy that... Could you?" She complained growling hotly as she struggled just to get her hands under her in order to try and pick herself up.

The sight of that struggling rabbit filled Sneaker with a bit of pride, the idea that she could leave Smoky in a state like this was something that made her happy. She might have lost her little fight with this bunny, but it was Smoky who was now drooling into the grass leaving Sneaker to chuckle lightly at her before reaching her hand down to grip against the back of that bunny's hair.

"I want you to remember this next time you challenge me, because you're going to get a lot worse that just that. I'm going to leave you passed out." Was it classy to talk shit to your victor? No, but this wasn't just some normal winner in a fight against Sneaker, this was a woman that had been on her nerves for far too long. In this case the usual rules and courtesies didn't apply.

"B.. Bitch.. Next.. time we fight.. it's going to be a repeat and.. ugh.. you're going to be covered in my cum again. Just like a loser bitch deserves." Even worn out Smoky still had her wit, and she certainly wasn't taking shit from a raccoon that she just defeated. No matter how much they disliked one another both had to admit that there was some underlying respect that drew them to test each other time and time again.