Patron Reward: Pokegirls Catfight Gardenia vs Flannery

More reward fics for the girls of pokemon beating the crap out of each other's bellies. 

The fight between the four pokemon trainers had left more of an impact than they would like to admit. May and Dawn had gone their own way to the north before clashing on their own. Flannery and Gardenia had traveled towards the west independent of each other, but as their bodies rested and recovered from the fight their minds stayed focused on their rival

Gardenia had a harder time recovering from their street fight, so she had some time to strategize. She wanted payback for the painful and humiliating loss, and she felt like she had just the way to get it. Once she felt rested and most of her aches and pains had faded, she took out her pokeball and summoned her Tropius. She climbed onto the leafy pokemon’s back and gave him a firm pat on its long neck.

“Let’s fly, Tropius. We’ve got a trap to set for that pesky bitch.”

With a deep bellow, the grass pokemon flew off with her on its back as it soared over the western road.

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The next day, Flannery was walking down the path towards Fluorescent City. She rolled her shoulder, glad to be missing the bruises and scratches she’d got from Gardenia. It made her travel a lot less painless and she smiled to remember bringing the orange-haired gym leader to her knees. It was worth a little pain to see the grass-type bitch go down.

Suddenly, there was a burst of yellow mist from the trees nearby. As she smelled the bitter substance, Flannery felt a tingling sensation course through her body as a cloud of Stun Spore crossed her path. She coughed and covered her mouth just as Gardenia came bursting out of the bushes. She recalled her Tangela back into her pokeball as she ran into the open.

“Ha! I knew it! No matter what your type, nobody’s immune to status effects!” 

Gardenia slammed a fist into Flannery’s stomach, winding her in a single blow and doubling the darker redhead over. As Flannery’s hands went to her belly, Gardenia hit her with a follow up slap to the face before the Stun Spores could dissipate.The fire trainer gave a soft grunt as she went tumbling to the dirt road.

“Why you damn dirty cheater,” Flannery growled as she curled up defensively on the ground. 

Gardenia went right after her, grabbing her by the hair and forcing her up to her knees. Flannery flashed her a quick glare but Gardenia just kneed her in the breast. Her glare quickly replaced itself with a look of shock and pain as she coughed for air again. The short-haired girl was confident in her early success, dragging Flannery back to her shaky legs. 

“Don’t blame me for outsmarting you. It’s not my fault you’re such a vulnerable dumbass when it comes to a real fight!”

“What part of jumping me in the woods is a ‘real fight?” Flannery growled. 

When Gardenia didn’t care of her response, she shoved Flannery’s shoulder and launched her into a nearby tree. The fire type trainer grunted as her chest rammed into the solid bark of the trunk.

“That’s what you get when you mess with a grass type!” Gardenia laughed as she slammed Flannery into the tree a few more times. She grunted with each hit, but she finally threw up her hands to catch herself before the impact. She threw an elbow back into Gardenia’s cheek, stunning the ambushing gym leader. It didn’t knock her back but it allowed Flannery to shove herself backward, ramming her back and shoulder into her attacker. It didn’t knock her out, but it got her to back off enough that they could face off on even footing.

“Oh now you’re in for it. I’m going to burn your ass worse than ever, you bratty bitch!” Flannery threatened.

“I don’t think it’s your fire types that gave you that burning sensation, you dirty skank!” Gardenia shot back. 

She charged at Flannery and threw a punch at her face. Flannery tried to block it but the swing still bounced off her arm and connected with her cheek. It was just a graze, stinging her cheekbone while still letting her get in a swing of her own. Flannery’s fist pounded into Gardenia’s exposed stomach, her skimpy shirt and skirt leaving her belly wide open to the sudden sucker punch.

Gardenia huffed as her blow struck right against her navel. The meaty slap against her skin matched her short, shrill cry.

“What’s that about handling me in a fair fight?” Flannery asked mockingly. She sent another quick pair of punches into Gardenia’s stomach, getting her to double over from the shocking pain. She was starting to shake off the aches and the tingling of the Stun Spore, starting to stretch out her muscles as the paralysis wore off.

“How’s that burn, bitch?” Flannery demanded as she caught Gardenia with a cross to the face. The grass trainer staggered to one side and fell to the grass on the side of the road. Gardenia scrambled back to her feet just as the fiery redhead reached her.

“Not so fast!” Gardenia snapped, swinging her leg up between her legs. Flannery shrieked as the shoe drove right into the crotch of her jeans, getting Gardenia the upper hand once again. Even if it took all the dirty tricks she could muster, she was desperate to win and get her payback for their first pokemonless battle.

“Looks like a critical hit!” Gardenia gloated. Flannery crossed her legs, cupping her privates with a pained look on her face. Gardenia lunged upward and threw an uppercut into Flannery’s chin, knocking the fiery trainer flat on her ass. Gardenia followed up with a kick to the chest, nailing Flannery in the boobs and sending her crashing to the ground.

Gardenia huffed confidently as she staggered back to her feet. She grabbed onto a tree branch to steady herself, huffing in a deep breath.

“I’m gonna grind you into mulch, Grimer face!” Gardenia snapped. She jumped into the air and brought her feet flying down at Flannery’s breasts. The fiery fighter suddenly rolled aside, letting her feet dig into the grass instead.

“You’re going to need to be faster than that, you fucking Slugma,” Flannery growled back at her. She swung her leg around to trip Gardenia to the ground beside her. Flannery caught her by the collar, pinning her to the ground and driving another series of punches into Gardenia’s exposed tummy with some noisy smacks.

“Now that sounds familiar!” Flannery shouted at her. “Why does me pounding your weak gut sound so familiar? Oh right! It’s exactly how I clobbered you last time!”

“You did not! OWWWW!”

Gardenia shrieked as the fist drove into her and ground her knuckles into her bruising belly. Even with all her tricks and tactics, she really was being overwhelmed by Flannery’s ferocity.

Gardenia started to cough some air back into her lungs just to see Flannery rise above her. She braced herself on one leg before she came shooting down, dropping her knee into Gardenia’s vulnerable midsection. She flopped and nearly bent double while still on her back as her arms and legs swung up awkwardly.

“Guess you really are weak to fire types,” Flannery scoffed, grinding her knee against her stomach. She stood back up over the groaning grass trainer, leaving her rolling on her back on the side of the road.

“UGH! Okay! Stop!” Gardenia gasped, holding her bruised up belly. “I can’t take it!”

“You think you’re getting off that easy? After all the shit you just pulled on me? You’re lucky I don’t let a Magmar brand initials in your ass, loser!”

Flannery dragged Gardenia up to a sitting position, cracking her across the face with a massive blow. Gardenia’s head flew to one side, turning back with a dazed expression and a black eye starting to swell on one side.

“Owwww! Stop! You goddamn bitch,” Gardenia moaned.

“Insulting Isn't the best way to ask me to stop!” Flannery reminded her as she lifted Gardenia by her top. It slid up her torso, exposing more of her midsection for Flannery to unleash a barrage of punches on. Gardenia shrieked and tried to curl up while Flannery kept her propped up against a tree. She drilled her punches into her soft stomach, pressing her back up against the rough wood behind her.

“You make a better punching bag than a trainer!” Flannery gloated as she beat Gardenia’s belly into a bruised-up mess. The failed ambusher slumped against the tree until she crumbled to her knees, gingerly holding her stomach as her eyes started to water.

“Okay! Stop! I’ll do anything!” she whined.

“In your dreams.” Flannery swung a sharp kick into Gardenia’s belly, getting a revolted gag from the tomboy fighter. She held her stomach tighter as she curled up into a fetal position on the ground.

“Now that’s where you grass types belong,” Flannery laughed. “Buried in the ground like the rest of the scrawny weeds.”

She knelt down behind Gardenia, grabbing her by the hair to drag her up to a sitting position. The short-haired girl was in too much pain to stop her, holding her tender belly to minimize the throbbing pain. Flannery easily pulled up on her neck, getting her to gag as her crude chokehold squeezed around her neck.

“St-stop! You fuckin’… psycho… ack!”

“Says the girl who tried to drug me with Stun Spore and jump me in the woods,” Flannery scoffed. “Fuck you and your psycho shit.”

Flannery leaned back further, pressing the choke on tighter. Gardenia gagged and writhed as Flannery dug her knees into her attacker’s back. The grass trainer gasped as the hold had the unexpected side effect of stretching out her body. With her back arched to deal with the pain in her back, that made her abs tense up and her fresh, dark bruises stinging like hell against her muscles.

“How’s that? Feeling the burn yet, bitch?” Flannery growled in her ear. Gardenia just wailed at the top of her lungs, kicking and pulling in a useless attempt at an escape. Flannery started to rock back and forth, grinding her knees on her back while stretching her bare belly out even further. Gardenia grabbed and beat at Flannery’s arms to no avail, caught tight in her choking torment.

“You ready to give up, bitch?” Flannery asked. Gardenia nodded frantically.

“You ready to admit you’re outclassed? That you shouldn’t mess with a chick who not only beat your ass, but is super effective against your ENTIRE team?”

Gardenia’s face was turning red as she nodded harder the second time.

“Good!” Gardenia started to sigh in relief as she accepted her surrender. It wasn’t a win, but at least she could get the pain to stop.

However, Flannery stood back up, still dragging Gardenia up with her. She let go of the grass girl’s neck, just to grab her arms and pull them away from her stomach. Flannery pinned them behind her back, leaving Gardenia’s bruised abs wide open. Even knowing that Flannery’s hands were busy keeping hers in check, it was enough to make Gardenia sweat with fear to have it so exposed.

“Too bad I’m not done with you!” Flannery threatened. She swung Gardenia around by her arms, ramming her side into one of the nearby trees. Gardenia squeaked in pain as the impact rattled through her sore body.

“Owwww! Let go! I’m sorry!” Gardenia pleaded.

“Not as sorry as you’re gonna be! I’m about to make sure you don’t come after me again, you pesky little weed!”

“No! Wait! Don’t!”

Gardenia didn’t even know what she was planning but she didn’t like it already. Flannery swung her around again, this time aiming her at another tree. This one had a number of low branches growing out of it, and Gardenia’s eyes went wide as she realized what she was going for.

“Too bad you can’t use your plant powers now, bitch,” Flannery laughed. “Cuz these ones ain’t your friend!”

The fiery redhead charged forward and rammed Gardenia gut-first into a branch. The thick limb slammed into her tender gut, getting a deep grunt out of the captive trainer as spit sprayed out from her mouth. She doubled over hard enough that Flannery let go of her and she was still stuck bent over the thick tree branch. She wheezed and twitched as she struggled to breathe through the pain in her midsection.

Flannery, meanwhile, was laughing her ass off.

“That’s what you get, loser! You keep fighting me and you’re going to keep ending up just like this.” She pulled on Gardenia’s hair to make her look up at her. “So do we understand? You’re going to quit fucking fuck me, right?”

Gardenia barely managed to nod, eyes watering as she crumbled limply over the branch. Flannery scoffed and let her drop to dangle over it helplessly. The fire trainer hobbled back onto the path, her own exhaustion and aches catching up to her. The pride from her victory still kept her confident enough to brush it off for the time being, savoring her win while Gardenia wallowed in defeat.