Rise of a Giant
#1 of EFG, Erotic Fighting Group
The feline hit the wall hard, fighting to hold herself up while she felt the cold stone wall press against her large chest. Her breath heavy from how long her and this male wolf had been fighting now. They didn't fight for honor, for reward, not even a major goal, they fought for themselves and the joy of battle. Just as she opened her eyes slowly she felt the elbow smash her head right back into the wall. A harsh exhale showed that she was going down, dragging her body against the wall on the way down. The feline's knees never hit the floor though, the back of her neck gripped by the large hand of the well over muscular wolf that kept her up. He pulled her to his chest wrapping an arm around her just above her breasts to hold her tightly to him and keep her from crumbling to the ground. His other hand reaching around her and with just his index and middle fingers he gripped her clit starting to rub it in slowly circles. She could only gasp out to him, her hand resting on his while he did this. She had only just managed to pull his hand away last time he had her like this and now with the beating she had recieved she didn't have the strength to do it again. The feline rested her head back against his shoulder almost purring while she spoke softly to him.
"I... I give up, Wolf.. you win." she whispered to him. The large canine turning his pitch black eyes towards her with a smirk. "Finish me off Wolf, I need it." His hand moved faster against her even as he released her clit his fingers sunk down to her hot feline cunny, pressing those two fingers into her and rubbing the clit hard as he pushed and pulled against her pelvic bone. In no time she was moaning out for him and soon after his fingers felt the slick drenching of victory. Wolf listened as her voice squeeked in his ear, her legs pinching together a bit in pleasure while her fluids ran down to drip off of his knuckle that buried his fingers deeply inside of her. The feline watched him with half closed eyes before she was turned around and pushed up against the closest corner to feel her furred back slide down it to a sitting possition. Her breathing still hard and even her tail layed limp on the floor while she rested there motionless. "Your so good." the girl finally said to him.
Wolf turned from her leaving her there to move on away from her. He wasn't known for talking alot and most of his fights he went without saying a single word at all. Even as he passed by the stone threshold his ears picked up something he had been ignoring before. The cheers of the fans that he had long since learned to hush to himself came into mind. Hands lifting into the air from the croud at the great fight he had given them. And even so he didn't smile to them at all, but continued on his way through the stone arena entryway. On his way through he passed a crew running past him towards the feline he had defeated, racing to tend to her cuts, bumps, and bruises that she would have gotten from him. The muffled sounds of the announcers came on the loud speaker, the echoes of this place making it impossible to actually know what they were saying but he continued on his way into the back.
Wolf was completely canine to say the least, there was nothing more to say about it, but his size and muscle mass begged to differ with this. In all respects these two points on him resembled something closer to what was expected to be seen on a war horse. Even some of the stronger equine were smaller than him while most were the same size, this put him right up there with the other powerhouses, but he had something they didn't, something different. While they were muscle built and slow, Wolf worked hard to retain his wolven speed. It wasn't substancial like most feline but it was faster than other creatures his size and that gave him a bit of an advantage.
Even while he opened his locker and looked inside of it only to see nothing was in there still he sighed to himself thinking about his pack, his fights, what his goals were. Yes Wolf loved the fights, he loved the feeling of victory over others but it only died out when he was back here in this old room. His white fur had already shead for summertime making his large musculary body easy to be seen by anyone that might look at him. A hand pressed to his back and quickly the wolf turned around to see who it was.
"Hey Wolf, good fight," it was the same feline girl as before, she had a bandage now just under her left eye and that same eye had been blackened with many other shaped bruises under her tan fur but still she smiled to him, offering him her cheer, "I was hoping that maybe we could....." she was cut off by him while he stood up to walk away from her. Seeing him stepping away she blushed a bit but looked down at the ground shaking her head slowly. The large wolf stretching himself out while he moved back to entrance again. They were short on fighters here and because Wolf seemed to never get hurt in his fights they didn't mind putting him up into matches twice in a day. The young feline as she saw him stretching out before yet another fight and with her finger moving to her mouth to recieve a soft bite she turned away from him so she wouldn't have to look at who he was fighting.
"Your lucky today, Wolf. You get to fight another girl." A beautiful doe said to him as she moved up slowly. she wasn't as tall as he was but she did have her share of muscles and a nice set of breasts that would make anyone forgive the muscles about her overly toned form. "Your mine today." she said to him moving to swat his butt while she passed him when her name was called. Wolf moved out of the way of the butt smack and crossed his arms waiting for his turn. He didn't talk alot at all but he did say one thing to her when she passed by. "Ericka." he said her name and though she looked at him she gave him a challenging wink. Her arms lifting as soon as she got out there getting the croud on her side right from the start with her bouncing and energy.
This doe did wear a nice white short cut shirt to show off her abbs and a pair of shorts for the fight, it was said that only fool fighters went out naked, but then again Wolf did and he had never been defeated here or anywhere as far as the records showed. This pitch black eyed creature moved out into the ailes heading for the pit once the announcered called out his name over the loud speakers, his fist coming into his hand to pop a single knuckle while he finally finished his relaxing and rotated his neck a bit. This large canine stood infront of the deer who only smirked back at him. With the word fight ringing through the arena she moved fast, a hard shoulder block catching the wolf right in the stomach. She'd keep running after hitting him though and soon he felt the wall of the arena hit his back hard making he gasp out. She smirked and reached her hand down to try and take hold of his sheath only to find a hard knee lifted right up into her stomach bouncing her off the ground. She was thrown back a few feet by this and landed on her knees holding her stomach and caughing.
The doe glared down at him and Wolf pushed off the wall to stand up straight watching the girl while she staggered to get up. He shook her hard, with one hit. She moved to shake her head getting rid of the pain it had caused and moved to bound back away from him to gain some thinking room. Wolf wasn't any kind of slacker though, plans in this place had to be made before the fight and so he rushed her this time. The massive canine ducked down like he was about to ram her just as she did him but he came to a fast stop and moved to kick his leg out to the inside of her ankle breaking her stance in an instant before lifting up a bit and elbowing her hard in the side while she tried to regain her balance. Her hand moved to try and block it but even she wasn't strong enough to stop a full scale blow from this massive canine. With such a hard hit to her side she felt a few of her ribs snap from the impact and winced down staggering to the side and holding her own.
Wolf stepped up to her quickly adjusting to her staggering and with his palm facing up moved his hand right for her cunny just as his shoulder pushed against hers. She wasn't untrained and her hands moved down to block that had from getting to far but even as she winced against with the pain in her side she wimpered out to him feeling his huge index and middle fingers pinch her hot deer clit between them twisting them a little bit to make her gasp out loudly. Still she backed up away from him, already breathing hard and getting arroused right from the start at this point. She took another of her stances just trying to hold him off long enough for her to form another plan against him.
Wolf moved to her, his arm moving back to launch forward for a punch, one that was slapped to the side while she moved away from it successfully perrying his large fist and then her hands moved down to stop a knee from hitting her in the leg, the force of it moving her onto her tip toes where she would move back down quickly and block another punch coming at her face. With her hands up she didn't see his other hand moving back to her and when it gripped around her lovely white throat she gasped out hotly. A lean of his own weight would pull her to the side making her trip over his leg before forcing her down onto her back on the ground. She'd take hold of his wrist with her hands and stuggled against it, moaning out to him a bit from having this large muscle bound wolf hold her down like this. He moved so that his back was to her and his other hand moved right to her cunny. Leaning back abit he was able to put his weight on both her hips and her throat holding her down in both ends. That large wolf hand moving his index to play along the side of her clit with his sharp nail while middle moved straight for her slit and peirced it in a single motion. Her hips bucked into his hand and she moaned out loudly to him. All she could do was move her hand out to take hold of his balls between his legs and fondle them but she knew that it was over even before she screamed out and slashed her fluids over the arena floor.
Wolf removed his finger from her folds and lifted himself off of her licking his finger before winking back at her. The girl could only breath hard and lay there, the adrinaline passing through her making her forget fully about her broken ribs until she tried to move and quickly winced up to grip them again. Forcing her to roll to her side and glare at the wolf while he walked away. The emergency crew came out quickly to tend to her but Wolf never even looked to her again once he stepped back into the shadows of the lockerroom. He felt nothing about the fight, the fighters, he was here for one thing and that was the victory that came with the erotic fights. A small squirelly fox came up to the bulky wolf sighing out to him and shaking his head slowly.
"You didn't have to be so rough on her you know." said the manager, "We're suppose to be saving fighters here and you can't keep taking them out like this."
Wolf walked past him and sighed out shaking his head. "Look, Wolf, I'm not telling you to throw a match or anything but show a little restraint. No ones going to want to fight you if you keep breaking bones like that ok?"