She Doesn't

Despite Nadia's attempts to regain control, David's relentless **** continues to wear her down. Each punch that lands weakens her resolve and chips away at her confidence. She's no longer the dominant **** in the ring, and it's becoming increasingly apparent that David's determination is overpowering her.

Nadia's movements become more sluggish as she tries to anticipate David's punches, but he's surprisingly nimble, bobbing and weaving with a determination that surprises even himself. The crowd, once amused by the spectacle, is now fully invested in the underdog's fight.

David's breaths come in heavy, ragged bursts, but he doesn't let up. As he lands another punch, this time against Nadia's jaw, her head snaps to the side, and she stumbles back, barely able to keep her balance. Her usually perfect posture is crumbling, and her frustration is palpable.

"Nadia, I thought you were going to be really hard to beat," David says, his voice surprisingly steady despite his exhaustion. "But it's either you're letting me win or you're just really bad at this..." His words are tinged with a hint of mockery, a stark contrast to his usual timid demeanor.

Nadia's eyes narrow as she glares at him, her pride wounded. She tries to raise her guard and shake off the hits, but David's newfound confidence is unshakeable. With a renewed determination, she charges forward, attempting to catch him off guard with a surprise attack.

However, David sees it coming and sidesteps her, his quick reflexes surprising both himself and Nadia. He lands a jab against her side once more, and as she grunts in pain, he can't help but muster a small smirk.

"Aw, Nadia," he taunts, his voice dripping with a newfound sass, "You're a big strong bully, but you're no match for a scrawny nerd? Wow... You look kind of sexy when you're all mad and dizzy...!"

Nadia's frustration boils over as David's taunts hit their mark. She charges at him again, but her movements are sloppy, and he easily sidesteps her. With a quick uppercut, he lands a hit to her chin, and she stumbles back, her eyes flashing with a mix of anger and disbelief.

The crowd roars with excitement, rallying behind the once-underdog who's now dominating the ring. David's confidence continues to grow, and he no longer cowers in the face of Nadia's presence.

As she struggles to regain her footing, Nadia's breaths come in heavy pants. She locks eyes with David, her usual arrogance replaced by pure hatred. "You're not as good as you think," she says, her voice strained but laced with venom.

David smirks, his nerdy frame now glowing with newfound confidence. "And you're just a weak athletic gym thot...!" he says.