Underestimated Opponent

A Fetish Story by Alexi

I smoothed out my soft panther fur as I strolled up to my friends place. I quickly checked my phone to see if I had any text messages as I knocked. I had a note from Alex that he had to do a few things for his mother so he would be late but his little brother was there.

It was just that moment the door opened to reveal the annoying little shit. The teenage leopard smirked at me in that annoying cocky way he always did before letting me in. "Hey..." I grumbled. He knew I didn't care for him and often went out of his way to pester me.

I followed him down to the basement where he had been playing a fighting game on a game console. He tossed me the other controller and we went at it. My irritation quickly began to rise when I started losing quite badly quite fast. No matter how hard I tried he always made short work of my character.

I shot him a dirty look but he only smirked as he pulled his hoodie off revealing a tight black t-shirt. After a few more losses he finally spoke up. "Damn, are you this much of a shitty fighter in real life too?" I snarled at him a bit which only made his stupid smirk widen. "Keep it up and you'll find out..." I idly threatened.

He gave me an amused look. "Yeah, right. Whatever softie..." That struck a nerve. Sure I worked out but I was far from athletic. I had some muscle to my arms but my middle was soft. It was flat when I was younger but I had gotten lazy and it wasn't as flat as it had been and was honestly nothing impressive. I suppose I was a bit pudgy now.

Now he was going out of his way to end the fights in the most humiliating way he could think of knowing full well what he was doing. Finally before I could stop myself I let out a frustrated sigh. "Oh please, don't be such a pussy. In fact why don't we have a little scuffle? If you're such a tough guy then prove it."

I tossed the controller aside and stood to face him hoping to intimidate him but that didn't work at all. If anything it only further encouraged him. "Come on big guy, take your best shot." He held his arms out leaving himself open to call me out. I smirked and taunted him. "Nah, I don't hit kittens." He only had the stupid smirk as he said "All right then, this should be a short fight..."

Before I had a chance to react his fist shot forward and buried itself in the middle of my soft belly. "Huuf!" A whoosh of air left me in a grunt as I slightly leaned forward. It didn't really hurt since my pudge absorbed most of it. He seemed either surprised or confused and as he reached up to shove me the back of the couch hit my legs which made me sit back down.

I went to get back up but didn't get the chance as the little bastard slugged me in the stomach pretty hard this time. "Ouph!" I doubled over as his fist sank notably deeper into the middle of my belly. I was a little surprised that it went in so deeply, that was a bit of a wake up call. I watched as his face lit up as he said "Holy shit you're soft! You have like, no definition at all to your abs! I can't believe you're actually that out of shape! You're even kinda chubby..."

I snarled and got back up only to get his right then left fist to my stomach which was beginning to get sore. "Hoof, Uuph!" I doubled over a bit as I made embarrassing sounds. I had felt my soft middle jiggle a bit as he punched it which was embarrassing but at least he hadn't pointed that out yet. So far I hadn't gotten a shot of my own in and had just taken what he was dishing out but that had to change. I threw a hook aimed at his face but he was fast. He simply stepped aside making me lose my balance and stumble.

As I stumbled forward he lifted his knee up into my soft middle digging it in pretty deeply. "Uuugh! Oof..." I doubled over with a grunt and groan as his knee dug deeply into my gut giving me a dull, hollow ache in the pit of my stomach. I stumbled backwards from that and for a moment held my stomach. This was bad. He was making short work if me just like he had in the game.

I straightened back up the best I could and raised my fists which in retrospect was a bad idea since all it did was further provoke him. He raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Pfft, what's that suppose to be? You really should just give up and spare yourself the humiliation..." I threw a punch right at his stupid smirk which he blocked with seemingly little effort before he stepped into an uppercut that dug right into my navel.

"Huuph! Ugh...Uuff..." My eyes went wide as a bit of saliva flung from my lips. My head flung forward as my body doubled over. I felt his fist lift my bit of pudgy flab upwards as his fist arced into my gut. The little bastard somehow had enough force to actually lift me upwards a bit which was humiliating. "Ha-ha, holy shit! That sounded like I punched a water bed!"

I blushed deeply and wrapped my arms around my middle as he continued taunting me. "I never imagined you were this weak and pathetic! Does my brother know how much of a pussy you are? I mean I am making pretty short work of you..." Arrogant little fuck isn't he? I had decided since he liked punching me in the stomach so much I'd see how much he liked being on the receiving end for a change.

I straightened up a bit and dug my fist into his belly expecting to hit something reasonably soft since he was younger. My heart sank. It felt like I had punched a sand bag or a cinder block, it was solid. He laughed in my face when he saw my expression and pulled his shirt off. Much to my surprise and horror he was lean and toned.

His shoulders and biceps were toned as was his chest but what surprised me the most was he wasn't even flexing and had visible, nicely toned abs. For seventeen he was built. As he came closer to me I was slowly beginning to realize there was a pretty small chance of me even holding my own let alone winning this. "Last time I'm gonna offer, give up now and bow before me or else I'm really gonna let you have it."

Yeah, there was no way I was going to bow down before him. I guess I was just going to have to take my very slim chances of at least holding my own. He must have read my thoughts since no sooner than that thought had ended he reached out and slapped my muzzle. "Have it your way fatty." He stepped to the side as if he was actually going to walk away but only kicked off his shoes and socks.

Like an idiot I turned to see what he was doing centering myself perfectly for what was about to happen. With one fluid motion in a display of carefully practiced skill his leg came up as his body turned to bury his foot paw right into the center of my stomach. "Ouuph! Ugh..." Even I was surprised how far the end of his foot paw sank into my pudge, my belly practically swallowed half his foot.

There was a squish like sound as my belly gurgled. I doubled over with a grunt and a bit of saliva had escaped my muzzle again which only further amused him. He held his foot there and pumped it a few times before pulling it back letting me double over in shame. I couldn't believe all of this was actually happening. I knew we didn't like each other but now he knew he could just bully me and smack me around and there wasn't anything I could really do about it.

"Aren't you even going to try to at least defend yourself or are you just going to stand there like a fat idiot and let me wreck your shit?" I didn't even bother responding to him since there was no right answer, or at least an answer I was prepared to give. When I didn't say anything he just gave me that stupid smirk and started coming closer.

I could tell by the look on his face that nothing good was about to happen, in fact it looked like he had a new idea. I was still fairly doubled over so he jumped into the air a bit and grabbed onto me in a grapple. He got his arm around my neck and held me in a headlock pulling me over even farther. "How does that feel? A stronger, dominate fur holding you in such a submissive position. Just goes to show who's the boss around here..."

I was going to mouth off but never got the chance as his free paw made a fist and it soon dug into my hanging belly with some solid force. "Uuugh! Mrph..." My belly jiggled with the blow and it had lifted my flab upwards a bit. The pit of my stomach burned and churned from all the punishment it was taking and I was starting to feel a little sick to my stomach.

"Lets see if I can maybe punch some of the fat out of you..." I struggled against him but it wasn't much use. As much as I didn't want to admit it he was stronger than I was. "Get off of me!" I shouted but he only laughed. "Shut up and take your ass kicking like man you wussy little bitch." Before I could reply his fist slugged even harder into my stomach.

Much like last time I let out an embarrassing grunt and a soft groan as his fist dug into my stomach this time pushing my chubby belly upwards a bit more. It felt like he crushed my fat against my spine by the way his hard fist dug so deeply upwards into my body. When his fist came away I could feel it fill back out and hang down in a jiggle. "Ha-ha! I wonder if this is what it's like to punch that stuff inside a lava lamp? You're all squishy and soft!"

I felt his arm tighten around my neck as he said "Well THIS ought to teach you a lesson..." His fist came rocketing upwards into my stomach digging in another solid punch which was quickly followed by another. I began to weakly struggle against him as his fist dug punch after punch into my soft, undefended belly. "Oooph! Uugh! Hey! Hooph! Stop! Uuuph! Ugh..."

A thick strand of drool flung from my muzzle onto the carpet as his fist continued to slug into my soft, fat gut. I had my arms around his waist trying to shove him away or do anything but I was too weak from getting beaten up at this point to really do anything so I started punching his stomach but that didn't do anything at all but make him laugh and hit me even harder.

It felt like a heavy weight was being swung into the pit of my stomach over and over. Every second or so my fat belly would hang before getting slugged upwards. His fist was progressively going deeper and deeper disappearing more and more into my chubby belly. My body would lurch upwards with each punch and I'd let out a deep grunt as the wind rushed out of my body. Every time his fist slugged up into my stomach the ache would get deeper and deeper until finally I wasn't resisting at all, just letting him work me over.

Finally my knees buckled and he let me drop to the floor near the small wet spot of drool that had flung from my mouth. I wanted to curl up into a ball but he kicked me over onto my back. "Oh no, we're not done just yet..." I groaned but didn't resist. When was this going to end? He leaned down and pulled my shirt up exposing my belly to admire his work. From what I could see my stomach was covered with angry red marks and bruises. He had even left a few in the shape of his knuckles which he was proud of.

He put a foot paw on my bare belly and pressed down a bit. I could feel his paw pads against my bare belly. He stared down at me with a smirk. "You know what I want to hear..." Stupidly I still said nothing so he brought his foot paw down and stomped on my beaten belly. My body jack knifed as I let out a deep groan. His foot squished out my belly as it slammed downwards making my stomach churn and gurgle in protest. The back of my head hit the floor as I flopped back out.

He turned to the side and started to fall backwards only to slam his elbow into my soft middle. My eyes went wide as a bit of saliva flung from my mouth to land on my chest. His elbow sank into my navel deeply adding to the burning ache and my wounded pride. "Huugh! Ugh... Oooh... Alright, stop. Just... Stop..." He got back up and stared down at me with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Well?" I blushed deeply and looked away from him. "Fine. I admit it. You beat me up." His smirk widened into a smile. "And...?" I tried to roll onto my side to curl up in a ball but he kicked me back over onto my back. "You're stronger than I am..." He laughed. "That's right, I am. Don't ever forget it either because you'll know what'll happen if you do. From now on I expect you to be a little nicer to me and if I want to come along you had better let me, got it?"

I nodded with a soft groan. What other choice did I have? It was clear he won. His smile widened a bit as he pressed his foot paw against my face holding it down. He rubbed it against the side of my muzzle a few times before he said "Be a good little bitch and lick my foot paw. After that I'll let you go so you don't have to explain to my brother what happened to you..."

I didn't even bother trying to do anything but what he told me to. I softly licked the bottom of his foot paw a few times utterly humiliated in the worst way. After a moment or two he stepped back. "Alright, get out of here. I won't tell him what actually happened." It took me a few moments but I rolled to the side and managed to struggle to my feet. I slid my shirt down and walked hunched over, one paw always on my belly.

Twenty minutes later a much larger and more muscular leopard came down stairs to look at an oddly empty room except for his little brother. "Oh hey. Your friend had to go home, he was feeling sick to his stomach..."