Pokebelly Brawl: Skyla vs Annie

One last patron reward as more pokemon girls in belly punching each other silly.

Skyla left her training session sore but satisfied. She’d picked up some basics about fistfighting from Flannery that she hoped would prove useful the next time she got into a fight, not that she had any immediate plans to do so.

The flying-type gym leader had some errands to run that she had been putting off, so she started back on her hike to the next town over. It was a fairly open path with patches of trees here and there. There were a number of rest stations, small structures where people who rest their legs or heal their pokemon. It was common to find someone waiting there to give another trainer a request or random rewards for no clear reason.

Skyla paid them no mind until she heard a shout come from one of them. She went to investigate, but the noise had abruptly stopped. A “closed for repairs” sign hung from the door, but she was still suspicious of the noise.

“Hello? Is everyone okay?” Skyla called out. Nobody answered, but she swore she could hear some scraping and scuffling inside. Not wanting to risk the idea of someone being injured and failing to help them, she opened the door and went inside. It was a low-lit building with a small room on either side, with one of the doors cracked open. She eased it open carefully and found two women bound and gagged back to back on the floor.

“What the hell!?” Skyla blurted. The women’s eyes went wide and started struggling with their bonds as soon as they saw her. Their words were muffled beyond recognition, but she still hurried over to untie them.

“Who did this to you? Stop wriggling so much and I can…”

Skyla hesitated as she saw their mismatched uniforms. “Are you… Team Aqua? And Team Rocket?” she asked, furrowing her brow in concern.

She quickly found bigger concerns as something slammed into her side. Skyla gasped and stumbled away from them, holding her aching abdomen as she looked towards her attacker. She was a woman with big blonde hair and sleek, dark clothes. She smirked at the intruder as she brushed one of her large hair buns aside.

“Well well,” Annie noted. “Looks like you two idiots just keep making trouble for people. And while Oakley’s out getting supplies too. For shame.”

The confident blonde smacked Jessie in the head before landing another on Shelly’s. She smirked back towards Skyla.

“Now you do realize I can’t leave any witnesses after you’ve compromised us like this, don’t you?” she purred as she stepped towards Skyla. The gym leader raised her fists readily as she approached.

“I’d like to see you try,” she answered confidently, keeping her training in mind as she tried to maintain a steady stance. Annie grinned wickedly.

“Thought you’d never ask.”

The blonde threw a speedy hook towards Skyla’s face, but she raised her arms to stop it short. Annie looked momentarily surprised as the bird trainer shifted her weight and sent a fist bashing into the Rocket’s belly, getting her to huff and start to double over.

“Ha! How do you like that?!” Skyla laughed at her successful hit. Annie winced as she stayed bent over.

“It’ll take more than just one of those to finish me, brat,” Annie huffed. She moved speedily and drove and uppercut into Skyla’s navel. The flying type trainer went briefly airborne as her feet left the ground, gagging from the penetrating punch to her guts.

“So you can dish it out but can’t take it, eh?” Annie gloated as she unleashed a barrage of blows into Skyla’s stomach. She rapidly gasped and gagged as her belly was beaten in by the attacking Rocket. She finally delivered one hard, firm blow to her stomach that sent Skyla stumbling back into a wall clutching her already red and bruised midsection.

“I do love loudmouths like you,” Annie chuckled as she stalked after her. “You always seem to go down so easily.”

Skyla tried to ignore her and threw another punch, but it was clear that she’d lost much of her confidence. Annie deflected it with her wrist and cracked Skyla in the jaw with another uppercut. Her head snapped back and her eyes rolled dizzily as she slumped back against the wall. Her head spun even as she desperately tried to focus on her more dangerous opponent.

She still wasn’t fast enough as Annie threw all her weight into a double punch, burying her knuckles into Skyla’s plump tits. She gasped and clutched at Annie’s wrists, but she was too stunned and weak to hold onto her. Annie easily yanked her hands free and grabbed Skyla by her belly-exposing top, holding her upright by the collar.

“Good news, girls,” Annie said, glancing towards Jessie and Shelly. “Looks like you two just got a new roommate.”

“N-no! Please! Let me go!” Skyla pleaded. She winced as even just talking made her overworked abs ache. Annie drove a sudden knee into her crotch, knocking the last of the fight out of her. The redhead gawked and dropped to her knees clutching her pussy.

“Quit your yapping, bitch,” Annie chuckled with her same bemused calm. She swung a kick into Skyla’s stomach hard enough to send her toppling over to her side, laid flat on her back with her arms and legs splayed out. She could barely start to bring her arms towards her aching body when Annie loomed over her. She stomped a heel down on Skyla’s exposed belly, making her flop and shriek miserably.

“Now you’re going to be a good little punching bag and stay still for me,” Annie warned in her ominously calm tone. “Or else I can always turn you into my doormat instead.”

Annie pressed her point by stepping both feet onto Skyla’s stomach, standing her full weight on her. Skyla writhed and gagged, struggling to breathe as she wheezed underneath the dominant blonde. She shifted her weight casually, but the movements still send stabbing pains through Skyla’s battered belly.

“Yes!” she gasped. “Okay! I’ll behave! Pleaaaase no more!”

Annie tapped her cheek, pretending to think it over as she drew out the agonizing punishment.

“Hmm… I suppose. Since you’re so weak as it is, no harm in sparing you.” She stepped off Skyla at last, letting her wheeze for air and curl up into a fetal position. She gingerly held her aching stomach, just to see Annie drop to one knee in a swift motion. She thrust her fist down into one last, devastating strike that plowed into her stomach, getting a spray of spit and air to fly from Skyla’s face. Her eyes went wide as she stared blankly at the ceiling, passed out from the pain.

“Won’t Oakley be so pleased to see we have more guests,” Annie chuckled as she went to fetch more rope.