Nadia bites her lip. A bully. The thing she was known for, but the same thing that caused her untold amounts of mental anguish. She hated being known as a bully, and even had fantasies of bully victims getting **** on their bullies. The words Emily just spoke had also sparked a fantasy of the lithe blonde cheerleader getting **** on Nadia, and she hated herself for thinking it.
"Oh you think so huh...?" Nadia replies, a bit of shakiness in her voice, "W-want me to show you?"
Nadia approaches Emily and starts to throw punches. But this time her form is sloppy, her punches are slow, and her overall technique is pathetic. It's like she wants to leave herself open to a counter attack, and this fact is not lost on Emily.
"A-are you okay?" Emily asks, hesitating a bit as she sees her big opponent acting strangely, "You're acting kind of..."
Emily doesn't have time to continue her sentence, as she dodges a hook from Nadia. She dodges another, then blocks a jab, then counters with a jab to Nadia's rock hard abs. The impact is solid but it feels useless. Emily looks up to see Nadia blushing and the blonde girl gasps, "Are you...?"
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