Little sister powerhouse

Mercifully, the accomplished champion was able to come back to consciousness before his mother could discover him punched out on the living room couch. With a soft groan, he raised himself onto wobbly legs, and made a slow shuffling retreat to his bedroom. His nerdy, know-it-all sis had left him with a pounding headache that he still needed to sleep off.

Fuck. She KO’d him, bareknuckle. Sure, she had held him down and it had taken punch after punch, but… In the end, Anna’s touch had put him out cold. Female fist met champion chin, and utterly defeated it. It would be a long time before Billy could come to terms with the fact that his bookworm younger sister had sent him to sleep /without/ the loaded gloves. He still hadn’t fully accepted that she’d beaten him to dreamland with them on, in front of their mother, and this was far worse. Because this time, it was real. Her body versus his, her own strength versus his own toughness, and she destroyed him. She fucking finished him.

He let himself fall into bed, facefirst, and tried to get back to sleep. He didn’t even bother getting under the covers. He would deal with accepting his new reality some other time, when his head wasn’t still ringing from being knocked out cold. Not that he was looking forward to whatever he’d wake up to tomorrow.

What would Anna say? What would she do? She’d knocked him out twice now, once in a boxing match, and was sure to be flaunting it any chance she got. This last KO surely gave her confidence that it hadn’t been a fluke the first time, as well. As far as she knew, big bro Billy just got slept super easily. It was a repeatable phenomenon. And now that she knew it, the house’s resident boxing champ could be put down any time she liked. Her attitude was going to be unbearable.

Eventuslly, Billy drifted off to dreams of Anna defeating him in the boxing ring, laughing as she effortlessly danced around him and boxed right through his guard. Around the ring, members of his club watched in disbelief as he was hit with one, then two… Then fell forward, collapsing to the mat, completely still. Knocked out. Dethroned in front of his whole club, by nerdy fucking Anna. The rookie in her first ever fight.

He didn’t move so much as a twitch as they counted him out for the full ten seconds. And then, his belt was all hers. Billy’s reign had ended. His younger sister was the club champ now. She was the better boxer. And anyone who wanted proof just had to look down at where Billy lay in the ring - He was still facedown, trying to sleep her off.

It was such a vivid dream. The real Billy could almost feel the mark on his jaw from where dreamworld Anna had finally knocked him out in front of everyone…