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I've been seeing a lot of wrestling vore pics and fics here and there. So I thought why not try and show off another fighting sport and see what happens.
Also it's surprises me that I was able to put this story up so fast also.
Other than that, this is my first original works in a three part series, so enjoy.
Feel free to comment.
All right to their respective owners.(Just in case.)
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Golden Jaws: Match 1
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Myke VS. Ivan
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“Howdy, folks and welcome to an exciting night of the Golden Jaws boxing tournament,”
“Tonight we have some interesting matchups coming up, including the title fight against the reigning champ Clyde. So without further ado, let’s begin,”
“The first match up is against, up and new comer Myke vs. three year veteran Ivan,”
In the ring stood Myke, a lean 5ft. 9in. malamute with black and white fur, with red boxing gloves, wearing a dark grey tank top with a pair of black and white shorts, facing off against Ivan, a 6ft. 7in. brown furred grizzly bear with black gloves who was only dressed in a pair of red shorts, since no shirt could cover over his large paunch.
“Little puppy should learn to stay out of man’s fight,” Ivan said as he gave his paunch a pat.
“We’ll see who’s little after the fights over,” Myke said as he tapped his gloves together.
With the ringing of the bell both challengers were prepared to fight.
After taking few steps forward, Myke had begun to launch a few quick jabs at the bear’s gut in hopes of winding him.
Only to instead have the large ursine laugh, as the punches merely bounced off his large gut.
“Small doggy should know, when he is beat,” Ivan said as he drew back his fist and punched the malamute in the face with a haymaker.
Dropping back a few steps, Myke shook his head a few times in hopes of clearing the minor concussion, only to be hammered with a right cross punch.
Ivan laughed once more, when he saw the malamute stumble back onto the ropes.
Drawing his arm back, the ursine was about to lay other punch on the canine only to be stopped by the bell, ending the 1st round.
“Little dog lucky, but next round Ivan end you,” the bear said as he walked back towards his corner.
Stumbling into his corner, Myke tried to regain his strength after the beating he took in the first round, while at the same time, listened to his trainer on what to do this next round.
A few minutes later the bell rang, signaling round 2.
Approaching each other as before, Myke once again opened up began with fury of jabs to the bear’s gut.
“Little dog, never learns,” Ivan said as he threw a right cross towards the canine’s muzzle.
Just before the punch connected, the malamute suddenly dipped his head down and let the punch sail over him.
Ivan was shocked to see Myke dodge the punch with easy, just before he saw the dog grin, as he pulled back his own fist.
“Now it’s my turn,” Myke said as he slammed a hard left cross into the bears jaws.
Dropping back a bit, Ivan let out a large growl, just before charging at the malamute with a whirlwind of crosses and hooks.
Only to have Myke dodge every punch, while at the same time launching a hard cross or haymaker punch at the bear’s defenseless face.
Groaning a little Ivan had begun to feel the effects of punches, shaking his head the ursine began to think of a way to catch the little dog by surprise, so he could end the match quickly.
Suddenly an idea came to him, just as he watched the malamute get close for another hit. The bear suddenly threw his head forward and head-butted the canine.
Myke could only see stars, after coming in contacted with the grizzly’s hard head.
Ivan chuckled as he watched the malamute sway around dizzily from the hit.
“Time to send you, where other losers go, when they fight me,” the bear said as he rubbed his gut.
Grabbing a hold of Myke’s shoulders, Ivan quickly stuffed the dog’s head into the large mouth.
Feeling his face come in contact with the bear’s tongue was enough to draw the malamute out of his dazed trance, just in time to feel his neck into the bear’s mouth.
Outside the ursine noticed the canine’s struggles increased when he took in the dog’s whole head. Chuckling to himself, Ivan began to run his tongue over his opponents’ face in hopes of more amusement.
While the bear’s tongue was lathering him up, Myke had begun to think of how he could get himself out of this situation, when suddenly he remembered how he got into it in the first place.
‘Time to trade cheap shots with cheap shots,’ he thought to himself as he drew his right arm back as far as he could.
Ivan was just about to swallow up the malamute’s shoulders, when suddenly felt a tremendous force slam into his neck.
Without any warning, the bear had begun to hack and cough from the heavy punch to his throat.
With a heavy heave, Myke was suddenly shift from the dark hot and hummed jaws of the bear to the bright and cool air of the ring.
Taking a few steps back, the malamute quickly shook his head in hopes of getting the bear spit out of his fur, just before turning to face the still hacking and coughing Ivan.
Ivan had just began to get over the pain in his neck, only to turn his head a pissed offed and snarling Myke standing before him.
“Thought, you could make me your lunch, huh. Well let’s see how you like it after I get done tenderizing you,” Myke said just before slamming a large one-two combo into the grizzly’s face.
The large grizzly could do nothing to defend himself from the fury of punches that slammed into not only his face but also his chest and gut.
Myke didn’t know how many punches he landed on the ursine but at the time that didn’t matter. Just as he was about to throw another cross he suddenly stopped when he noticed something wrong with the heavyweight contender.
The crowd watched in silence when they saw Ivan just stand there with a far off look in his eyes, suddenly the shift a little, just before falling forward towards Myke.
Seeing the grizzly bear fall in his direction caused the malamute to grin inside, as he stepped forward and opened his jaws as wide as he could.
With a loud plop, Ivan had fallen face first into his opponent’s waiting gullet.
Letting out large murr, Myke gave a large rolling swallow and began to work his maw over his hefty opponent’s shoulder blades.
Feeling the bear’s head sink deeper into his throat caused the malamute’s tail to wag a little, as the large bulge sunk into the dog’s chest cavity.
Myke chuckled to himself as he worked his jaws over the ursine large paunch. Remembering how the bear said he was about to be added to it, he couldn’t help but find it funny on how instead, he was going to be adding to himself. With that in mind, the canine let out a loud slurp, as the once brown dome was now sent slithering down into his growing white belly.
With a couple more heavy swallows, all that was left of the large grizzly was the brown foot pads sticking out of the dog’s mouth.
Lifting his hands in victory, Myke watched as the audience began to cheer his name, along with “finish him,” Tilting his head up, so all could see, Myke let out one last large gulp, just before sending the last of the bear into his huge bulging gut.
Feeling the feet paws into his belly, Myke couldn’t help but lick his lips and rub his large white trophy.
Just as the canine was about to leave the ring, a loud gurgle erupted from the dog’s belly. The crowd suddenly grew silent as they watched the malamute stand in confusion along with them.
After hearing the gurgle, Myke had begun to feel a large pressure build up in his gut, just before he felt it force its way up his throat along with something else.
Opening his mouth, Myke let loose a bellowing belch along with Ivan’s fighting shorts which flew out of his maw at the same time.
Looking down at his opponent’s slime covered clothing. Myke couldn’t help but laugh a little to himself, as he grabbed a hold of them and raised his arms in victory again with.
The crowd cheered once more as the malamute continued to show off his prize while at the same time letting out another small burp.
“And there you have it folks, a come from behind victory, from the newcomer, Myke. Stay tuned for after the brake we have another exciting matchup, just before the Title match,”
Also it's surprises me that I was able to put this story up so fast also.
Other than that, this is my first original works in a three part series, so enjoy.
Feel free to comment.
All right to their respective owners.(Just in case.)
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Golden Jaws: Match 1
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
==========
Myke VS. Ivan
==========
“Howdy, folks and welcome to an exciting night of the Golden Jaws boxing tournament,”
“Tonight we have some interesting matchups coming up, including the title fight against the reigning champ Clyde. So without further ado, let’s begin,”
“The first match up is against, up and new comer Myke vs. three year veteran Ivan,”
In the ring stood Myke, a lean 5ft. 9in. malamute with black and white fur, with red boxing gloves, wearing a dark grey tank top with a pair of black and white shorts, facing off against Ivan, a 6ft. 7in. brown furred grizzly bear with black gloves who was only dressed in a pair of red shorts, since no shirt could cover over his large paunch.
“Little puppy should learn to stay out of man’s fight,” Ivan said as he gave his paunch a pat.
“We’ll see who’s little after the fights over,” Myke said as he tapped his gloves together.
With the ringing of the bell both challengers were prepared to fight.
After taking few steps forward, Myke had begun to launch a few quick jabs at the bear’s gut in hopes of winding him.
Only to instead have the large ursine laugh, as the punches merely bounced off his large gut.
“Small doggy should know, when he is beat,” Ivan said as he drew back his fist and punched the malamute in the face with a haymaker.
Dropping back a few steps, Myke shook his head a few times in hopes of clearing the minor concussion, only to be hammered with a right cross punch.
Ivan laughed once more, when he saw the malamute stumble back onto the ropes.
Drawing his arm back, the ursine was about to lay other punch on the canine only to be stopped by the bell, ending the 1st round.
“Little dog lucky, but next round Ivan end you,” the bear said as he walked back towards his corner.
Stumbling into his corner, Myke tried to regain his strength after the beating he took in the first round, while at the same time, listened to his trainer on what to do this next round.
A few minutes later the bell rang, signaling round 2.
Approaching each other as before, Myke once again opened up began with fury of jabs to the bear’s gut.
“Little dog, never learns,” Ivan said as he threw a right cross towards the canine’s muzzle.
Just before the punch connected, the malamute suddenly dipped his head down and let the punch sail over him.
Ivan was shocked to see Myke dodge the punch with easy, just before he saw the dog grin, as he pulled back his own fist.
“Now it’s my turn,” Myke said as he slammed a hard left cross into the bears jaws.
Dropping back a bit, Ivan let out a large growl, just before charging at the malamute with a whirlwind of crosses and hooks.
Only to have Myke dodge every punch, while at the same time launching a hard cross or haymaker punch at the bear’s defenseless face.
Groaning a little Ivan had begun to feel the effects of punches, shaking his head the ursine began to think of a way to catch the little dog by surprise, so he could end the match quickly.
Suddenly an idea came to him, just as he watched the malamute get close for another hit. The bear suddenly threw his head forward and head-butted the canine.
Myke could only see stars, after coming in contacted with the grizzly’s hard head.
Ivan chuckled as he watched the malamute sway around dizzily from the hit.
“Time to send you, where other losers go, when they fight me,” the bear said as he rubbed his gut.
Grabbing a hold of Myke’s shoulders, Ivan quickly stuffed the dog’s head into the large mouth.
Feeling his face come in contact with the bear’s tongue was enough to draw the malamute out of his dazed trance, just in time to feel his neck into the bear’s mouth.
Outside the ursine noticed the canine’s struggles increased when he took in the dog’s whole head. Chuckling to himself, Ivan began to run his tongue over his opponents’ face in hopes of more amusement.
While the bear’s tongue was lathering him up, Myke had begun to think of how he could get himself out of this situation, when suddenly he remembered how he got into it in the first place.
‘Time to trade cheap shots with cheap shots,’ he thought to himself as he drew his right arm back as far as he could.
Ivan was just about to swallow up the malamute’s shoulders, when suddenly felt a tremendous force slam into his neck.
Without any warning, the bear had begun to hack and cough from the heavy punch to his throat.
With a heavy heave, Myke was suddenly shift from the dark hot and hummed jaws of the bear to the bright and cool air of the ring.
Taking a few steps back, the malamute quickly shook his head in hopes of getting the bear spit out of his fur, just before turning to face the still hacking and coughing Ivan.
Ivan had just began to get over the pain in his neck, only to turn his head a pissed offed and snarling Myke standing before him.
“Thought, you could make me your lunch, huh. Well let’s see how you like it after I get done tenderizing you,” Myke said just before slamming a large one-two combo into the grizzly’s face.
The large grizzly could do nothing to defend himself from the fury of punches that slammed into not only his face but also his chest and gut.
Myke didn’t know how many punches he landed on the ursine but at the time that didn’t matter. Just as he was about to throw another cross he suddenly stopped when he noticed something wrong with the heavyweight contender.
The crowd watched in silence when they saw Ivan just stand there with a far off look in his eyes, suddenly the shift a little, just before falling forward towards Myke.
Seeing the grizzly bear fall in his direction caused the malamute to grin inside, as he stepped forward and opened his jaws as wide as he could.
With a loud plop, Ivan had fallen face first into his opponent’s waiting gullet.
Letting out large murr, Myke gave a large rolling swallow and began to work his maw over his hefty opponent’s shoulder blades.
Feeling the bear’s head sink deeper into his throat caused the malamute’s tail to wag a little, as the large bulge sunk into the dog’s chest cavity.
Myke chuckled to himself as he worked his jaws over the ursine large paunch. Remembering how the bear said he was about to be added to it, he couldn’t help but find it funny on how instead, he was going to be adding to himself. With that in mind, the canine let out a loud slurp, as the once brown dome was now sent slithering down into his growing white belly.
With a couple more heavy swallows, all that was left of the large grizzly was the brown foot pads sticking out of the dog’s mouth.
Lifting his hands in victory, Myke watched as the audience began to cheer his name, along with “finish him,” Tilting his head up, so all could see, Myke let out one last large gulp, just before sending the last of the bear into his huge bulging gut.
Feeling the feet paws into his belly, Myke couldn’t help but lick his lips and rub his large white trophy.
Just as the canine was about to leave the ring, a loud gurgle erupted from the dog’s belly. The crowd suddenly grew silent as they watched the malamute stand in confusion along with them.
After hearing the gurgle, Myke had begun to feel a large pressure build up in his gut, just before he felt it force its way up his throat along with something else.
Opening his mouth, Myke let loose a bellowing belch along with Ivan’s fighting shorts which flew out of his maw at the same time.
Looking down at his opponent’s slime covered clothing. Myke couldn’t help but laugh a little to himself, as he grabbed a hold of them and raised his arms in victory again with.
The crowd cheered once more as the malamute continued to show off his prize while at the same time letting out another small burp.
“And there you have it folks, a come from behind victory, from the newcomer, Myke. Stay tuned for after the brake we have another exciting matchup, just before the Title match,”
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File Size 33.5 kB
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