She fights the mysterious Darla the next day

She was facing Darla, a nearly 7 foot tall woman. She had flowing, blood-red hair down to her ankles and was on the thin-side.
“I thought this tournament would bring me better challenge than a child,” Darla scoffed.
Kimmy pouted and folded her arms, squashing her big tits higher up on her body. “We’ll see if you’re saying that when you’re eating pavement, skank.”

“Perhaps…” The bell sounded and Kimmy shimmied in closely. It was a favored trick to try and make her opponents think she was weaker and more afraid than she really was. Then she hit them with the big shots…

Suddenly, Darla waved her hands, her hair stretching out and lashing out at Kimmy. It grabbed her leg, scooping her off the ground and holding her upside down. Her skirt fell towards her chin, showing off her kitty panties.

The crowd laughed and Kimmy turned red, grabbing and tearing the chunk of hair from her leg. She landed on her feet while Darla calmly regrew the part of her hair. “So you’re stronger than you look. But we can fix that…” Part of her hair coiled into a thick tentacle, lashing out and grabbing Kimmy around the wrist, yanking her off her feet and to the hard mat. Kimmy grabbed it and tried to yank it off.

The hair was thick as steel, and it went on to wrap her wrists and feet together. “This is what children get when they’re too big for their britches…”

Part of her hair coiled into a whip, and started to repeatedly slap Kimmy’s ass. She yelped in surprise and tried to wriggle free.