Knocked out on TikTok

Eventually, Billy ran out of believable excuses and agreed to end it with a mock sparring match, just for show. Kristen set up the camera while he got his boxing gloves on.

“I’m going to go pretty hard, alright?” Billy warned her, trying to sound jovial to mask his nervousness.

“Yeah, like, knock yourself out!” Kristen shouted back. Billy cringed at her choice of words.

For the first minute or so, it went exactly as expected. Billy was easily battering Kristen around the living room. Mostly only touching her with the gloves to keep her at range, or swinging big punches at the nearby air which she played along with by acting like they’d landed. Throughout it all, she tried to use what Billy had taught her back on him, but Billy didn’t give her a chance as he controlled the distance like the pro he was. It was going well, and Billy relaxed a little. She couldn’t even get close enough to touch him. About ninety seconds in, Kristen stopped.

“Waitwaitwait! Like, time out!”

Billy stopped, and Kristen bent over to catch her breath. She wasn’t athletic, she was always more focused on looking pretty, so this workout was very tiring for her. Her boobs were hanging and swaying as she panted, doubled over with the loaded gloves resting on her knees.

“Okay, okay, let me get a few in too.” She said at last, standing up straight.

Billy shook his head. “You can try.”

“Cmon! Let me just do, like, one or two! For the TikTok!”

Billy shook his head again. Kristen pouted.

“Meanie. Let’s at least go back to the center, you’re pushing me back too far for me to fight back.”

Billy was ****, but he supposed he wasn’t giving up any advantage that he couldn’t take right back.

“Well, alright.” He said, backing off a few steps. “How’s here?”

“A biiiit further…” Kristen smirked. “Walk to that little square on the carpet.”

Billy turned around, to orientate himself and see what Kristen meant.

“Perfect!”

He heard the sounds of rushing footsteps. In a panic, the turned around quickly and brought his arms up high to defend his head from all possible angles of attack. Unfortunately for him, that wasn’t where she was aiming.

“Sorry! It’s for the TikTok!” Kristen giggled, as she threw a heavy gut punch into Billy’s exposed abdomen. Billy couldn’t even see it coming, with his defensive stance, so he wasn’t even prepared to tense up for it. Between the **** of the run-up and the loaded glove, it was devastating. The air was knocked out of him, and he was almost **** down to his knees as his eyes bulged and his jaw hung open. Stars burst across his vision. Still, he managed to just barely stay upright, teetering slightly.

He couldn’t believe he’d fallen for this giggly bimbo’s trick.

“Kaykay! That was good.” Kristen smiled. “We can go back to boxing now.”

The pretty-faced girl in front of him raised her gloves up as Billy lowered his, revealing his pale, moaning face. Kristen nearly spit with laughter. He looked so fucked up! He stood there uselessly for a few seconds, teetering, until Kristen got bored.

“Come on, pretend to hit me around some more,” she prodded, dancing in a slow, swaying motion that made her ultra-short skirt lift and spin with each sway.

“Uuuffff…” Billy groaned, stumbling forward one step and taking another swing at Kristen. This one was slow and sluggish. She easily ducked under it.

“Wow! What happened? You suck!”

Billy tried another with the other hand, which Kristen leaned away from with ease.

“Nope! Try again!”

How fucking hard did I hit him? Kristen giggled to herself as she thought about how messed up Billy looked.

As Billy took another swing, Kristen stepped to the side of it, and launched her own gloved fist at his face.

“You’ll have to do better than-!”

THUD.

That was the last thing Billy heard, and saw. Her grinning, made-up pretty girl face, and the approaching glove, before a dull thud and total darkness.

“-that, Billy!” Kristen finished as his raised arms swung down suddenly, and he fell forward onto his knees. He stayed there for a moment, teetering, before collapsing forward onto his face.

“What! Did I just actually, like, knock you down!!?”

Kristen stared for a moment. He didn’t move. His limp legs were bent inwards all embarrassingly.

“Uhhhh…?” she laughed, walking over and flipping him with a foot as she pulled off her gloves and let them drop. “Like, anyone there?”

Billy rolled over, coming to a stop on his back, with his head bouncing around uselessly from side to side and one arm now across his body. Kristen squatted her big ass beside him and reached forward to lift an eyelid. She saw just white. His eyes were rolled all the way up into the skull of his limp head.

“Woooowwwww! You’re, like, knocked out! You’re totes asleep!” she giggled, in disbelief, as how motionless and finished he was. “Oh my god! Your fucking toes are all scrunched up, ahahahah!”

She couldn’t believe this! OMG, how could she not put this on TikTok? She raced over to grab her phone and make sure it had recorded it all.

This was going to be her biggest hit yet.

“It's too bad there isn't a "knocked out" emoji I can use for this caption.” Kristen pouted. “Maybe I’ll just use the snoring one.”

The teenaged girl was sitting on his chest, one leg crossed over the other, on her phone. Beneath her, the **** Billy had his eyes rolled up and his tongue flopped out, breathing steadily. The rise and fall of his chest slowly lifted and lowered the fat ass of the TikTok thot who had put him to sleep, her super-mini skirt barely hiding anything as she sat on him like a Queen on her throne.

On her phone, she was editing the TikTok, putting music to it and watching it back. It had captured everything. She listened to the robotic voice read out what she’d typed out.

“[I wanted to learn boxing, but went a bit too hard on my instructor…]”

The clip of her headshot played, jolting Billy’s head back. Instantly, he went limp and flopped over to his knees, then forwards to the ground, landing out cold with a slight bounce, arms and legs spread out wide like a starfish. Down on his face at the feet of a skimpy-clothed Kristen, motionless.

“[I knocked him out! He is the school club champion btw, LOL!]”

“Pffff, that’s so fucking good.”

She twisted to the side, switching to the phone’s camera to get a close-up shot of his face sleeping. It was a fucking humiliating view. Big, strong Billy had his jaw hanging wide open, tongue flopped out of it, and open eyes rolled up in his head. You could hear him breathing, and every now and then his face would twitch and his open eyelids would flutter. He was fucking /out/.

“Oh. Em. Gee! This is so funny!” Kristen was giggling and bouncing her ass on his chest as she filmed his dopey, stupid face from all different embarrassing angles. “You’re totally ****! LOL!”

She happily bounced her fat ass on his slumbering chest some more as she went back to editing the next clip. This time, using those close-up shots of his deep-asleep face with his tongue lolling out.

“I can’t believe you’re not even faking. This is so fucking stupid, lol…”

She watched back the next clip, listening to the robotic voice again as it played over the panning shots all around his dumbass face.

“[He said he would go easy on me.]”

It ended with the camera pulling back, revealing herself in her skimpy clothing, sitting on top of him.

“[He didn’t have to go THAT easy!]”

“Pfffff, this is so fucking funny.” the attractive thot giggled some more. “I’ve totes gotta upload this.”

Quietly smiling and tapping away at her phone, the popular girl started putting the finishing touches on her masterpiece while Billy slept beneath her. If she put this up, it would spread around school like wildfire. It would spread to Billy’s own boxing club. It would spread to Anna, to Billy’s friends, maybe even to some of his teachers. But right now he was asleep. He couldn’t stop her… could he?