Patreon Reward: Pokegirl Belly Buster: Misty and Skyla

More of the brawling pokemon gym leaders in another patron reward. A shot at redemption for Gardena leads to another brawl between two other girls entirely.

Gardenia was on her knees, bowed humbly in front of Flannery. The fiery trainer was surprised to say the least. The girl who had been chasing her down and getting beat up by her was there to apologize. She folded her arms as she looked down at the lowered Gardenia.

“So that’s why I want you to train me! Teach me how to fight, please!” Gardenia pleaded. 

“Seriously?” the fire trainer asked. “I’m not the best around or anything. You might be better off with a Fighting-type trainer. Don’t you think?”

“But you’re the one who beat me every time I started shit. It has to be you. Who else would know better about how to train me? I… I just want to apologize for all I’ve done and learn from my mistakes.”

Flannery sighed and shrugged. “If it means that much to you, I can forgive you. As for the training…”

There was a sudden and angry knock at the door. Flannery paused and went towards the entrance to her gym. 

“Just a sec. Lemme see who that is…”

The fiery redhead opened up the doors as two familiar faces barged in. Misty and Skyla were together, glaring daggers at each other already. The two new redheads wore their usual outfits, with Misty in her shorts and small top while Skyla wore her two-piece flight suit.

“Flan!” Misty blurted out. “Finally! We were looking for you!”

“Shut up,” Skyla cut in, shoving Misty back with her elbow. “We wanted you to settle between us! I have footage of our last battle and I totally knocked her stupid starfish out first...”

“You did not! Show her! She’ll see your dumb bird hit the floor way before my pokemon!” Misty objected.

“I’ll show her YOU hitting the ground!” Skyla snapped, shoving her away.

“So am I even going to see this footage orrrr…” Flannery asked before waving at them dismissively. She rolled her eyes at Gardenia.

“Forget it. You know how gym leaders get when there’s a dispute. Don’t you?”

Gardenia blushed in embarrassment, remembering it all too well from her own unfortunate battles. 

Skyla's jiggling chest finally came to a stop as she glared back at Misty. She slapped the Water-type trainer across the cheek, snapping her head with the surprising smack. The tomboy redhead's head snapped away from the stinging blow, but she replied with a swift uppercut to Skyla's exposed stomach.

“UFF!” Skyla grunted and doubled over from the first solid hit of their argument.

“Looks like you drop even faster than your pokemon!” Misty taunted as the stooping redhead clutched her abdomen.

Skyla glared from her lowered position and threw a jab out into Misty’s stomach. It struck the bare skin with a satisfying smacking sound as Misty backed off with a sudden gag. The bird trainer took advantage of the opening to hurl herself into Misty, sending a shoulder-tackle into her slender stomach and slamming her into a wall.

Misty coughed out a lungful of air as she was sandwiched between her opponent and the gym’s warm wall. She didn’t have a moment to recover before Skyla unleashed a barrage of punches on her midsection, hammering at her side and stomach with all she had.

“You dirty bitch! I’m going to beat your ass!” the temperamental trainer shouted. She pummeled Misty’s narrow waist into a mess of red marks from her hits. Misty gave a drawn out and vibrating groan before the aquatic trainer grabbed her attacker by the hair.

“No way a weak slut like you can beat me!” Misty defied her. She yanked up the hair just enough to get Skyla to stop before she thrust her knee up into her tits. Skyla grunted from the boob-busting blow just before Misty sent another into the pit of her stomach.

“Looks like the only thing flying around are those saggy tits!” Misty mocked as she grabbed Skyla by her jugs. She used them as meaty handles to swing her around and slam her chest-first into the wall she had just been up against. Skyla moaned loudly as her thick chest flattened against the stone for a moment. 

“Ughhh! You stupid brat!” Skyla complained, trying to push herself back upright. She was cut off as Misy slammed her knuckles into the bird trainer’s side, making her break into another pained cry.

“You fight like you train your pokemon,” Misty insulted as she started slamming punches into Skyla’s back and sides. She worked her over for several painful seconds, leaving Skyla facing away from her and crying out in pain as she held onto the wall for balance.

“It’s about time I squashed that stupid things flat,” Misty snapped as she grabbed Skyla by the hair. She pulled back and prepared to shove her rack back into the wall but the longer-haired girl surprised Misty with a reverse elbow to her belly.

“I don’t think so, bitch!”

“OOF! Fuck!” Misty gagged as she clutched her stomach, letting Skyla go long enough for her to whirl around on her. She threw herself into Misty before she could mount another counterattack, sending the two redheads tumbling across the floor in a frantic catball. Gardenia actually had to take a step back to let their entangled bodies go tumbling past her.

“Let go, you worthless cunt!” Misty shouted as she pulled on Skyla’s longer hair.

“You’re the worthless one, you dumbass fucking bitch!” Skyla ranted in her own pained cries and bitter attacks. She managed to grab Misty by the shoulders and pull her closer as she swung her knee forward, crashing it into the water trainer’s tight belly. Misty huffed loudly as the knee crushed her navel and Skyla maneuvered herself on top of her.

“If I’d had known this was the best way to shut you up, I’d have done it a long time ago!” Skyla mocked her. She straddled Misty’s hips and cracked her knuckles before slamming a fist straight down. It buried deep into the slim trainer’s stomach. Misty let out a huge and bucking wheeze from the penetrating fist.

Skyla was clearly far from done with her as she let loose with a bombardment of her own punches. She gave Misty’s belly a noisy thrashing as the flat of her knuckles kept smacking into her, making the toned tummy jiggle subtly but rapidly against her assault. Misty’s voice came out in a low, vibrating cry as the air was knocked out of her over and over, practically drilling her into the floor with the pummeling she was taking.

“Stooooop! Enough!” Misty wailed. “Knock it off already!”

“Enough? I’m barely getting warmed up!” Skyla crowed. 

She turned around and sat her ass on Misty’s face, smothering out her protests as she delivered more sharp punches into her breasts and belly. Misty’s whining cries vanished into her hips as her hands flailed and slapped at Skyla’s sides, desperately trying to escape or at least signal she’d had enough.

Misty finally managed to wrap her fingers around the waist of Skyla’s shorts, shoving hard enough to pitch her off. The freed redhead was still far too sore to stand back up anytime soon, moaning and rolling as she held her heavily bruised stomach.

“Shows which one of us can take a real beating,” Skyla snorted dismissively. “Maybe take a little more X Defend next time you try and mess with me!”

“F-fuck you,” Misty groaned. She quickly regretted her words as she saw Skyla live up to her name by jumping into the air. She came crashing back down, stomping both her heels right down into Misty’s stomach. Her eyes and mouth flew wide open as a quick spray of spittle flew out over Skyla’s feet.

Skyla dug in with her heels before finally stepping off her opponent. Misty looked absolutely dumbstruck, but she still wanted to inflict a little more pain to get back at her for starting all this (even if she certainly had her own share of the blame to bear). She sat down next to the tomboy and grabbed one of her arms before doing the same with one of her legs.

“Noooo. Stop. Whatever the hell you’re doing, stop iiIIIIIIIEEE!” 

Misty’s scream reached a new level of shrill agony as Skyla drove one of her knees into her stomach, pulling on her limbs to dig it in deeper. Misty thrashed and squirmed from the mindblowing pain but couldn’t escape her tired but better-off opponent’s gut-busting hold.

“STOP! STOP! I GIVE! THAT’S ENOUGH! PLEAAAASE LET GO!” Misty rambled as her eyes started to water.

“Alright! That’s enough for now.”

Flannery stepped up behind Skyla, giving her a stern look. The victorious redhead released her hold, deciding she wasn’t about to start any more trouble fresh out of her fight.  Flannery looked over her shoulder at Gardenia.

“So you’re still looking to improve your fighting skills, right?” the fire trainer asked.

Gardenia nodded.

“Well I think I just found you a fine pair of sparring partners. Now who’s ready to get started?”