It goes...poorly.

Ava knew Bruno was definitely going to be a challenge. He almost had two feet on her and muscles that could rival a body builder. However she also knew he was already be tired from finishing his last fight, which ended only minutes ago. He made the first move and lunged towards her, his arms stretched forwarded looking to grapple. Ava quickly jumped to her right, easily avoiding Bruno's massive wingspan. Seeing an opening, she wound up and threw a punch towards his exposed ribs...

...which was met by the oversized left palm of Bruno, which he immediately clutched in a vice-grip. Oh fuck, she thought, this is gonna be bad. As soon that thought left her mind, the right fist of her opponent hit her square in the jaw, knocking her head back to the side. While feeling the new shockwave of pain, she was able to deflect the follow-up strike with her free hand. Now all she had to do was counter wi-

"aaAAAHH!" Ava suddenly yelped as her hand encased in Bruno's was being crushed by the sheer force of his grip. Still having his other hand free, landed a second strike right to her face. Not only did the force of the hit cause her legs to buckle, it also caused her bottom lip to split. She could taste her own blood as it began to trickle down her chin. Bruno did not let up, throwing as many jabs as he could land while Ava blocked or dodged them. However he followed up with a quick uppercut to her stomach, causing her grab her abdomen and let out a painful moan.

Luckily, with the movement of her leaning over, she was finally able to release her hand from the vice that was Bruno's hand. She quickly jump back, putting some distance between them. She wiped her mouth and saw the red liquid smeared on her pale hand. If she had any chance of winning this, she had to think of something fast. Bruno started playing to the crowd and raised a fist in the air over the chanting of his name. Ava waited until he was turned to sprint towards him to catch him off-guard, but he was ready. Right before she landed a strong desperation punch to the back of his head, her chin was slammed by a powerful backhand. She found herself in mid air before landing on her back.

With a smirk, Bruno stood over her and slipped his hand under her sports bra. With no effort at all, he lifted her off the ground. Due to his hand placement, and gravity, Ava's perky pale tits dropped, exposed to the on-lookers. An eruption of cheers and whistles could be heard at the sight. Betrayed by her body, she began to feel turned on by having countless eyes view her naked breasts.

"Well my, my, my! Look at the size of the cans this cunt has?!" exclaimed Bruno, causing more reactions from the crowd. Ava threw a last ditch effort punch that landed on her challenger's jaw. But with her energy zapped, he barely flinched. Bruno smiled then slammed his forehead into her face. The massive head-butt almost knocking her out, causing her to see stars.

"Why not look at the whole package, huh?!" Bruno yelled to the crowd. With no strength to resist, he quickly tore off Ava's jeans revealing a black thong. The crowd went nuts as he grabbed the front of her underwear and pulled until it ripped off her slender body. Ava could feel her entire body laid bare as she was helplessly hanging by her sports bra.

"Well, not much of a fighter. Looks promising for a whore though! Here ya go boys!" he announced to the crowd. Ava suddenly felt weightless as Bruno tossed her beaten naked body into the crowd. She saw her red hair fly in front of her face, no longer restricted by her ponytail. As Ava finally landed, she could feel a dozen meaty palms catch and grab her body as jubilation spread throughout the crowd.