The day that Michelle left the house after our first catfight I knew I was hooked. This kind of combat had taken my fighting to new levels and I knew I would continue. In the months after our fight Michelle and I did stay friends and we saw each other a couple of times a week. We continued to box and spar at the club but there were also many sessions at the coffee shop. Lots of talk and almost always about fighting. She imparted many of her rules to me such as never be the first to play the Tit Card (Michelle said that when a well endowed woman fought another woman she should never be the first to take the fight to the other woman’s tits because she herself had a lot at stake in that area. She did, however, strongly believe that when the other fighter played the tit card then it was open season and she was going to make damn sure that she gave better than she got!). She also told me stories about some of her fights and frankly the level to which some of the rivalries went kind of scared me. That wasn’t all…we didn’t fight again, but there also were several sessions where we got together and worked out moves. She showed me some that she thought were really effective and tried to prepare me for the kinds of fights when the rules go out the window!

After a couple of months, she told me that if I thought I was ready, she had a fight for me. The woman’s name was Diana and she thought we were pretty evenly matched physically. She was a Personal Trainer who had had some a recent catfight with someone that Michelle knew and she thought we’d be a perfect match. I said I was interested and Michelle arranged a lunch for later in the week. When I met Diana I was struck by the contrasts and the similarities. Diana was a few years older than me at 41, she was 5 foot 7 and weighed about 145 pounds. She had longish black hair that fell straight down and like me a set of 36D tits. The rest of her body was in great shape but then again that was her calling card. In talking, Diana related a story of a catfight she’d had with an older woman at a recent pool party. Sounded like a pretty vicious fight and I later found out that her opponent was an old foe of Michelle’s and that Diana didn’t win. I was indeed ready.

Because of my background, Diana and I agreed to a boxing match. 5-minute rounds, 3 minute rests, 12 oz gloves, no punches to the face. 10:30 on a Saturday night in a couple of weeks at the Barrier Club, where Michelle and I were members and Michelle knew the owner. We both agreed that Michelle would ref and that we could each bring one other person. No photos or video. As to outfits, that we left up to the individual but we both agreed to fight bare footed.

On the Wednesday of the week of the fight I got a call from Michelle one afternoon at work. She had just gotten a call from Diana and she wanted to change the rules. She said that the only way she’d fight me was if we changed the time of the rounds from 5 minutes to 10 and that there were no knock downs or count outs – basically a no rules boxing match! I was shocked to say the least. Michelle said that she thought this was just a scare tactic on Diana’s part and she was sure that she could get her down to at least 6 or 7 minutes if not back to the originally agreed on 5 minutes. I told Michelle that no, two can play this game…tell her 10 minutes is fine and I agreed with the rest of her changes. Michelle asked if I was sure and I told her no, I wasn’t, but if Diana’s was going to try intimidation this late in the game perhaps SHE is having second thoughts and I might as well hit the ball back to her side of the net!

We got to the gym about 10:15 that night. Met Michelle and went into the ring to get settled. I did some simple stretching exercises and we waited. I was wearing a pair of satin Everlast boxing trunks that Randy had given me as a present two days before and a gray crop top shirt with cut sleeves. At 8:20 Diana showed up wearing an incredible full length fur coat. I don’t know shit about fur but this was a beautiful black fur and it almost went to her ankles! She slipped it off and was wearing a pair of tiger print stretch pants and a thin tight black sleeveless sweater and black stiletto heal boots. The whole outfit hugged every curve on her very curvy body! Michelle offered to show her where to change and she said that she was fine the way she was…just give her a moment to slip off the boots! I don’t know if this was a move to intimidate me, but it did kind of.

She took off the boots, slipped into her boxing gloves and came into the ring. Michelle got us together in the center of the ring and explained the rules we’d agreed to. As there was to be no face shots we didn’t bother with mouth guards. Michelle then climbed out of the ring to act as timer as we’d agreed that since there were basically no rules we really didn’t need another woman in the ring.

Michelle hit the bell and round one started. For the first I’d say 5 minutes we just really tried each other. Neither made a really aggressive move and the other blocked most of the punches we each took. I guess we could say this was our learning period! But that was now over. Diana moved at me and tagged me hard with a shot to my left tit. I staggered back and she knew she’d hurt me. As she came at me again I clocked her with what I thought was a very solid right to her left tit but it appeared to have no effect. Before I knew what was going on, she hit me with a right to my stomach and then a left right combo to my chest. I back peddled away and found myself in the corner of the ring and Diana came on and brought the fight to me. She wailed on my with a couple of really good tit shots and then a right to my side that hurt. I tried clinching with her to get a bit of a breather, but she turned and threw me off. She buried a right left combo just above the waist of my shorts and then a hard right to my tits as the bell rang.

I staggered back to my corner and Randy told me to stop the fight when I’d had enough. I told him that I’d already had enough and I was either going to snap back or she was going to knock me out! Smart huhh?

Well before I knew it round two started. Diana again charged at me looking I think to finish me off. I managed to block a roundhouse right and then skirt away form a left follow up but never saw the second right that she hit me with. It was a strong upper cut that caught me mid chest and really hurt them. I think I must have gasped out it hurt so! She slammed a right to my middle and the air just came out of me and I flopped on the mat like a rag doll. I lay there for a good 30 seconds and as knockdowns didn’t count the fight was still on. As I got up, she came at me again and tagged my already sore left tit. I answered her hack with a one two combo to her chest and again it seemed to have little effect. I did however have momentum and I continued to tag her tits and body with shots but rather that hurt her, my punches seemed to reenergize her. Even while I was punching her tits she was tagging mine and to my eyes, she was doing a hell of a lot more damage. The bell sounded and the rounded ended with us in the corner really standing toe to toe trading body and tit shots.

Randy was a bit more enthused as I came back this time. Even though I was hurting I had not just stood there. The punches I was hitting her with must have been doing some damage and perhaps if I kept it up I see some change in her attitude. Problem was that after 20 minutes of fight I was dragging my ass!

This time when the bell rang I ran at her and connected with a right left to her right tit. This time I thought I saw some reaction. I blocked a right to my chest she threw but not the following left with hit me in the side. Oww!! I dropped my guard enough for her to clock my left tit again but then bicycled out of the way of an equally hard shot aimed at my right! As she turned around to face me I met her with an incredible right that I buried in her left tit She staggered and I knew that finally I was doing some damage. Energized by this knowledge I hit her with a nice uppercut, which lifted her tits. I followed that with a right to the same left tit and a right to her mid section. This time it was Diana who hit the mat. After 30 seconds or so she too got up and the fight continued but I think I was able to hit her 3 or 4 more times and as the bell ended she was hurting too this time!

Oh my God…30 minutes of fighting. If one of us didn’t go out soon my legs would send me to the mat themselves!

As round 4 started Diana was a bit reluctant to trade shots till I got her in a corner. She connected with a nice left to my chest and I followed with a right to her stomach. She countered with a right to my jaw…I know no face shots, right? Well that got my attention but I figured well babe you just threw that rule out so what’s good for you is good for me. I countered with a right left to her chest, and a right to her stomach and then a totally open left to her face which draped her across the ropes. I didn’t stop but hit her tits three or four times and even though she tried to block me she couldn’t.

I stood back and let her get off the ropes and as she tried to throw a punch at me I clocked her good in the stomach and then kneed her in the tits. She tried to get up once more from the canvas but couldn’t!

I won…but felt like a car had fallen on me. We left Michelle to deal with Diana and Randy got me into the car and home. I was battered and hurting but happy!