He Really Should've Been Paying Attention

While Billy was stuck in fantasy land daydreaming about ending all of this, aunt Judy saw an opening. She had been battered all over the place for the past 5 minutes, and was taking a breather to regain her stamina. Unfortunately for her nephew, aunt Judy wasn't quite as drunk as she seemed, and she had been paying attention during the match.

In the past few seconds, she had finally caught on to the defensive stance Billy was employing, and she knew that she could never land a good punch with his hands in the way. It never occurred to her to copy the stance, but with her newfound knowledge, she didn't need to. All she needed was to find an opening to strike, and Billy had given her a golden opportunity.

While he was stuck in thought, he let his hands slightly slip away from each other, creating just enough space for a fist to go through them. Judy saw this and immediately flashed a smirk as she finally had her shot, and she was going to take it. She immediately got back up, ran directly at her nephew, and threw a right handed punch straight to his face. Being shocked at the seeming lightning speed shift in his aunt's fight, Billy froze as he realized the inevitability of her punch landing.

The punch hit him straight in the side of the head, rattling his brains and landing him on his back on the ground. Luckily for him the punch wasn't strong enough to knock him out, but for the time being he was laying spread-eagled on the living room floor barely moving.

His aunt was ecstatic. "I did it! I did it! I knocked him down! I'm the champ!" She kept screaming as she jumped up and down like an excited kid. "Holy shit I actually knocked you out with a single punch," she said stopping and turning towards him. Billy's groan alerted her that was still not completely out. "Hey wait, if you're not out that means I haven't won yet. Are we still going?"

Billy tried his best to stop his aunt from continuing but his brain was too slow and he didn't react in time. "I'll take that as a yes. Here I come!" His aunt was way too excited to finish this match, having already gotten a taste of victory, and now feeling it right in her grasps. She immediately lunged forward onto his chest, knocking the air out of him in the process. She straddled him as she raised her gloves above her to start a barrage of punches. Billy was just in it enough to put his hands up and protect his face.

As expected, her punches were still extremely lousy. Most of them landed on his arms, shoulders, chest, and the ground below them, and none of them really had that much power behind them. But still she was wearing the loaded gloves, and that was enough. Billy had to go through agonizing pain as his aunt was mercilessly wailing punch after punch into his prone body. Eventually he had had enough.

Through a strained voice he managed to say "Aunt Judy stop, please stop!" She paused mid punch as she heard this. "What did you say," she said in a semi ironic tone hidden behind a wide grin. "Please stop."