Fighting Pit Shenanigans

The fight was supposed to be a mild challenge. It was obvious who, between the three of the girls, it was intended for. Fisticuffs in an open ring? Renee and her spellcasting wasn’t going to last long. Olivia could have had a knockdown brawl, but with the way the rules worked she could only do a minimal amount of damage on any punch and she would only get one per turn at their current level.

Jade, on the other hand, with her monk abilities, not only could do more damage per strike but she could also use her ‘foot flurry’ ability to attack twice every turn.

Big Red Bronson, the hulking redheaded bruiser, had one trick up his sleeve and that was a second wind where he could dramatically recover a bit of health. Overall, the fight should have really only lasted a few turns.

Unfortunately, Tori’s dice had betrayed her. She could barely roll over a five on the die and she needed at least a little hire to actually land a hit.

The girls, at least, were on the edge of their seats with each round and having fun. But things weren’t looking good for Jade. Narratively she already had a bloody nose and Big Red Bronson was now trying to grab her instead of punching her, having gotten overconfident.

“Fuck!” Tori groaned, rolling her next attack.

Jade darted in and tried to lay out a one-two combo into Big Red’s torso but ended up needing to dart out of the way of her grab, abandoning the strike.

“Alright, flurry attack,” Tori said, picking up her dice again and looking like she wanted to huck it across the room. It wouldn’t have been the first time a player had done that at my table over the years. Sometimes luck just ran cold.

“Hold on,” Rhia said, turning to me. “This is round, like, thirteen or something right? So the fight’s been going on for around a minute and a half?”

I did some mental math. “Yeah, approaching that,” I nodded. “Do you have an idea to try and help Jade?”

“Wait, we can help?” Elyse said. “Fuck, I would have been casting a spell or something.”

“No, we don’t want to help too hard or else they’ll say we’re cheating,” Rhia shook her head. “And we don’t want a bar full of criminals calling us cheats.”

“Eh, good point,” Elyse sighed.

“So what’s your idea?” I asked Rhia.

“What if I distract Big Red?” she asked. “What kind of bonus would Jade get?”

“Depends on the distraction,” I said. “And he’s pretty focused on the fight right now. He seems like a veteran. But a good enough distraction would at least get Jade advantage on her next attack.”

“Ooh, that would fucking help,” Tori said.

“But,” I continued. “Depending on the distraction people might still accuse you of cheating. You guys made some bets, remember, and if you light a fire or risk stopping the fight or something the people you made bets with will be pissed off.”

“Oh, I’m not doing anything like that,” Rhia shook her head, smirking.

“Alright,” I said. “What do you have in mind?”

Jade spun away from the big, warding hands of Big Red Bronson, pivoting on one foot. This left Big Red, for a moment, looking past her towards the edge of the fight pit where Olivia of Parnassus and Renee de l’Ombres were cheering on their compatriot.

“Come on, Steel-toe!” Olivia shouted among the cheers and jeers of the crowd. “Bring it home for Mama!” And then she lifted the front of her chainmail shirt and flashed her tits.

My jaw dropped.

Tori guffawed, looking across the table at Rhia.

Elyse was stunned for a moment and then cackled.

Rhia was smirking broadly, the crop top chainmail of her costume pulled up over her chest and revealing her bare tits to the table as she bounced them up and down a little and made them jiggle. They were - well, they were pretty fucking spectacular. Big and plump, they hung heavily without looking saggy. Her areolas and nipples were just a shade darker than her skin and sat slightly pointing to either side, unlike her mother’s which I was very aware didn’t do that.

“Think these are good enough to distract him?” Rhia asked me with a laugh.

I closed my mouth, shook my head at her in wonder, and then picked up my die and rolled. I barely looked at it. “Yeah,” I said. “Big Red was about to turn to keep chasing Jade, but then he catches sight of Olivia flashing him and is momentarily distracted.”

“Well if one set of tits is distracting, what about two?” Elyse laughed, then scrunched up her nose and stuck out her tongue as she pulled her costume robe apart and down over her shoulders, flashing her smaller chest. Her breasts were super small, little more than swells, but her nipples were a cute ruddy pink and one of them was pierced with a little gold hoop. She put her hands under each small breast and jiggled them as she kept cackling.

“Oh my God,” Tori snorted, burying her face in her hands as she blushed and laughed.

“Double advantage?” Elyse asked.

“Not a thing,” I chuckled. “But never say that I’m a man who doesn’t think two sets of premium, Grade A breasts aren’t better than one. Tori, you can roll with advantage and then his next attack is going to be at disadvantage.”

“Yes!” Rhia grinned.

“Fuck yes,” Elyse giggled. She was fucking cute with her nose scrunched as she grinned.

Tori picked up her dice and rolled.

Jade spun, pivoting on one foot, and raised the other into a roundhouse kick that cracked against the side of Big Red Bronson’s head hard. His body recoiled from the impact, and Jade caught sight of her friends providing a distraction.

“Sluts!” she called at them with a roll of her eyes and a smirk.

Olivia and Renee both just shimmied their shoulders in response, making their tits dance, as they laughed.

Big Red tried to get up and lunge at Jade, but he was off-balance now and he stumbled in the sand. Jade capitalised, doing a ‘Sparta kick’ to his chest that knocked him back and leaping forward to follow up with a flying knee.

“It’s a….” Tori said, waiting for her die to stop spinning. The girls and I all waited with bated breath. “Sixteen!”

“Yes!” Rhia and Elyse both cheered, pumping their fists in celebration. They hadn’t put their tits away and I had a hard time not just staring and drooling.

“Alright, Jade leaps forward and slams her knee into Big Red Bronson’s face. There’s a crack - you’ve definitely broken his nose at least. Damage?”

“Four on the die, plus three, so seven,” Tori said, doing the quick math.

“Fuck yeah,” Rhia said, offering a high-five.

Tori accepted, then snorted again as she smirked. “I think you can put the girls away now, Rhia.”

Rhia chuckled and pulled her shirt down, adjusting it. Elyse shrugged and laughed, jiggling her boobs one more time before pulling her robe back up and cinching it closed.

“Big Red Bronson falls back onto his ass, blood streaming out of her nose, and he seems to have gone a little cross-eyed,” I said. “The crowd is roaring, the other Bronsons are shouting for him to get up. The bandits you laid your bets with are cursing up a storm. Big Red tries to get up, but his hand slips and he falls onto his back and exhales heavily and goes limp other than the slow rise and fall of his chest.”

Jade, standing the victor, raised a clenched fist and looked around with a feral grin as the bar full of bandits erupted once again in cheers, groans and swearing.

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