Humpalot tries a new angle

“You’re never going to get anywhere if you just take beating after beating. You need to learn offense! Now this will not count as your mandatory victory, but I am going to allow you to defeat me.”
Petty blinked at her in surprise, slowly pulling her junior bra and panties on.

“Really?”
“I won’t make it easy, but yes.”

The bell banged again, with Heather rushing at her, though with lessened speed in her long ebony legs. Petty swung a fist desperately at the doctor, who sidestepped it and grabbed Petty’s arm to pull her into a bearhug.

Dr H left her arms free. “You have an opening, Petty,” she informed. Petty grunted and swung her arms in **** slaps and punches against her heaving breasts.

“No! You don’t have the strength advantage, even at this range. If you cannot pummel, you may use a sharper attack. Use speed, or something an opponent cannot block with strength.”

“What are you talkin’ about?” Petty protested. With a free hand, Dr Humpalot tore open the top of her costume, spilling her bouncing bust out into plain view.

“You have your target! Get them! NOW!” she barked, shaking her thick nipples at Petty.
“But… but that’s a dirty move…”
“And this league isn’t known for its cleanliness. Any other woman would eagerly do it to you or me. You must too. I won’t tell anyone, if you’re afraid Mommy might see…”
“I don’t wa-”
“FUCK UP MY TITS, you little cunt rag!”

Petty shrieked and raked her short nails over the doctor’s eyes, blinding her suddenly and knocking her glasses off. She staggered back, but Petty locked her legs around her waist to stay suspended in front of her. She bit down sharply on one of Dr Humpalot’s pink nipples. She cried out, trying to pull Petty away, but she dug her nails into her other breast to hang on and dug her teeth in more.

Dr H suddenly put a quick elbow to the back of Petty’s head, making her drop to the mat.

“You almost made me bleed, young lady!” gasped Dr H. “…good. You’ve got your mother’s tactics and your aunt’s ferocity. Feed that nature and you’ll be a pro in no time.”

“Yay!” Petty cheered.
“No celebration yet!” Dr Humpalot was suddenly rushing her again. “Must finish with the progress!”