Face Fraulein Fury

"In this corner," begins the announcer over a loudspeaker system, "weighing in at 115 pounds, the Terrible Teen, the D-cup Destroyer, Juuuuuuuust Joyyyyyy!"

The crowd cheers loudly and you jog out of the tunnel into the bright lights. The stands all around you are packed with probably nearly a hundred people. So many you can hardly believe they all came to the party. They're chanting "Joy!" over and over.

You wave and jog towards the walled ring. It's basically a giant square cup on a trampoline and lined with plastic sheeting. The inside is filled with about three inches of translucent green goop. Almost like Jello, but it clings together more in sticky globs.

You step beneath the middle rope and your feet sink into the warm goop. You can feel it squishing between your toes.

The referee, in hip-waders, walks over to the corner of the ring opposite you.

"In this corner," he begins and the crowd quiets, "weighing in at 185 pounds, the undefeated women's champion, the Awesome Amazon, the Queen of Mean, the Bad Girl from Bremen, Frau-lein Furrrrrrrryyyyyyy!"

An immense amazonian stalks out of the opposing tunnel. She's bulky, but not manly. Her long blond hair is in a pony tail and she has thick, muscular thighs and huge tits that rest atop substantial pectoral muscles. She's also nearly a foot taller than you. As she steps easily over the second rope her red bikini bottoms cinch into her crack and you see her big ass flex with hidden muscles. Despite her strength and size she is still proportioned like a woman.

The crowd is going wild for her. She throws her big fists in the air and stomps around the green goop to soak in the applause before returning to the corner.

The referee motions you both to the center of the ring. You approach the Fraulein Fury with fear creeping up your spine.

"Alright, ladies. No scratching, no rough biting, no kicking the privates," the referee explains. "First woman to pin the other woman for a three count wins and gets to have her way. Shake hands and return to your corners."

Fraulein Fury extends a big hand to you and you take it, your hand feeling almost like a child's in her grasp. She grins at you.

"Ven you ready to give up just act dead," she says. "I not hurt you."

A bell rings and the fight begins. You...