Find a mat and take her on!

Helena releases you, and the two of you head over to a practice area at the rear of the gym. The ring itself is on a thick blue foam mat, marked by a white circle about thirty feet in diameter. At its center is the 4F logo: the sillhouettes of two powerful-looking females with tails and pointed ears grappling with each other. The mat continues for about another twenty feet beyond the edge of the ring, providing ample space to drive an opponent back out of the ring, lay them out and fuck them senseless.

Helena takes her ready stance, feet wide apart, keeping her center of gravity as low as possible. With her four arms and enormous breasts, you realize that she's probably quite top-heavy. Not that you mind ....

Helena stretches her arms out in front of her, bending all sixteen of her fingers to loosen them up. "You know,

Master, it might be a good idea for you to put on some protective padding. I don't want to hurt you, just defeat you."

"Don't get too cocky," you warn her. "I'm not exactly a pushover." Of course, Helena doesn't know that you're an accomplished martial artist, having won a few mixed martial arts championships and having moonlit a few times as a masked professional wrestler. You consider telling her, but if she needs a lesson about overconfidence, she might as well get it from you now.

"Oh, I'm 'cocky', am I? This from the man with a howitzer in his exercise shorts!" she says with a laugh.

You take your position opposite her, keenly aware of the bulge in your pants. You only hope that you can keep Helena from exploiting your arousal long enough to get her on her back or out of the ring. Just looking at her, her powerful, perfect body still glistening with sweat from her workout, is enough to make your cock stick out like a jousting lance, and you can feel some perspiration dripping down your forehead.

And then, the match begins....