A Healthy Way to Make a Decision

Grimm rushed Mars, now his opponent. He didn't even give her time to speak. Normally he would give his opponent a chance to attack him, but food was on the line.

The bull threw a soft punch toward the cow, but she only grinned and ducked. Mars immediately followed up a with a punch to Grimm's side, then another to his stomach. Grimm grunted and stumbled back. The woman's punch had nearly winded him.

He looked up at his foe. A toothy smile was still plastered to her face. "Nice punch," he groaned. "Guess I shouldn't go easy on you, huh?"

"Really?" Mars asked, flexing. The movement of her muscles made her chest jiggle. "'Cause I was going easy on you."

Grimm gritted his teeth and rushed her again. As Mars threw a punch, Grimm ducked down and jabbed his head into her stomach. At the same time, he reached around her and scooped her up with his arms. With a heave, Grimm tossed Mars up over him.

The cow let out a yelp as she hurtled through the air. "Fuck!" she cried, her voice sailing along the wind. She managed to catch her bearings before hitting the ground, landing on her bare feet in a crouching position.

Through heavy breaths, Mars said: "Okay, fucker. Let's get serious." Her grin returned. Mars flew at Grimm with more speed than someone with her body shape should muster.

Grimm steeled his defenses, putting his arms up to guard himself, but to no avail: as soon as Mars made contact with his flesh, she delivered a punch strong enough to send him reeling backward. Then, as he was recovering, she threw another punch into his stomach, followed by another to his chest. Grimm instinctively grasped at his aching torso, but managed to throw a headbutt Mars's way.

The next moment was something of a blur. Mars dodged Grimm's headbutt by twisting around so that her back was facing him, then bending down backward. Grimm's head was immediately caught in Mars's vast cleavage, and before he could do anything further she wrapped her arms around him and lifted him into the air.

Grimm's eyes went wide with shock. He was so much bigger than his opponent, yet she was able to lift him over her head like a sack of potatoes! He didn't have much time to contemplate his situation, however, because Mars bodyslammed him to the ground.

"Woo!" Mars cried, laughing. "This is great!"

Grimm groaned, squirming in the grass. He rubbed his head. "How...?" He pushed himself to a half-sitting position with his elbow.

"Do I win?"