Iron Fist America
by GJ



Dear Readers: This story is strictly a work of fiction and any people, places
or events in this story that may be found in real life are totally
coincidental. GJ

Iron Fist America

Good evening ladies and gentleman, I am your host Simon Blake. Welcome to our
show , IRON FIST AMERICA. Reality broadcasting has tested the mettle of men
and women alike in a host of venues. Tonight we will raise the bar even
further. Two perfect specimens of female muscularity, power, and beauty will
face off against each other in the most unusual manner. Before we bring these
amazing contestants out ,so that they may find out specifically what challenge
they each must face, I would like to introduce our panel of judges.

Our first judge is acclaimed in her chosen field of plastic and reconstructive
surgery. In addition, she is a high ranking martial artist, and world body
building champion. I give you Dr Elizabeth Chou. Seated next to her is our
next judge. She also is highly praised, in her area of dentistry, having
invented a process called Teeth Fusion using state of the art laser
technology. This multi faceted Dr is also a mixed Boxing Champion and
competitive powerlifter. May I introduce Dr. Shawna McGee. Please take a bow
ladies.

Now, it is my pleasure to introduce our competitors. Wearing red trunks and
weighing in at 185 lbs is Kelli Bronzini. She has 19 1/4" biceps, 45" chest,
31" quads and 19" calves. She only fights men and has never lost a fight. She
has knocked out every male opponent. Her trademark is sending each beaten pulp
to the emergency room for extensive reconstruction. Ladies and gentleman,
Kelli Bronzini.

And now , in the white trunks, weighing in at 186.5lbs is our last competitor,
Denise Evans. She has 20.75" biceps, a 45" chest, 30" quads and 19.5" calves.
Like her esteemed opponent, she only competes against men and has never lost a
fight, having butchered each one in the process.

The rules of this contest are simple. Each contestant will be in a ring with
one male opponent. There task is to inflict as much damage as possible to each
male. Each male has the same physical level and degree of fighting ability. At
the end of 15 minutes, damage assessment will take place. Our learned and
beautiful panel will render a decision. The winner will receive $50,000 and
return next week to compete again. Now for the last part. The challenge is: to
see how many times each opponent's jaw may be broken. I see each ring is ready
and our split screen is up and running. So, as my grandfather would say, Let's
rumble!

The viewers were treated to close ups of the action. Kelli began by flexing
her huge biceps. Under the hot lights, sweat poured down those muscle peaks.
Laughing she grab her hapless male and wrapped her bicep around his jawline.
She began to flex up and down as she watched her opponent begin to bleed like
a pig, on the canvas . After a few minutes she switched arms and repeated the
process.

Thoroughly having fun, she next began to hit him with powerful face shots,
breaking his jaw 3 , 4, 5, 10 times. Soon, remnants of teeth, bone, pulp, and
assorted facial juices sprayed the canvas a gory color. Now, Kelli changed
tactics. Stopping this vicious beating, she let him fall to the floor. In a
final coupe de grace, she pulled down her sweaty, blood soaked trunks and
slowly sat down on his face. She began flexing her smelly ass, loving the
sticky wetness under her perfectly formed cheeks. She stopped when she heard
on final CRACKKKKKKK.

As she stood, her ass cheeks dripping, she noted with glee that her mangled
male opponent had his jaw split perfectly down the middle. Planting her now
sweaty foot on his face, she rotated that huge calf and his jaw broke off, in
sections. The crowd went wild, most men viewing this debacle shot their loads
as if on cue. The body was removed to the examining suite where the 2 learned
doctors began to take x-rays, MRI's, etc.

In the meantime, in the other ring, Denise decided she was going to pulverize
her stupid male. Immediately, she sent a roundhouse kick into his face. The
audience could see a geyser of blood shoot up into the air. Then she began to
kick his face back and forth, using her foot like a fist. In one minute he was
a bloody mess. His teeth were strewn all over the place.

He was out on his feet.

Next she began to strike him with elbow shots to his face.1, 2, 4, 7,10 times
she hit him rocking his jaw from one side to the other. Each hit broke his jaw
in another place. To finish him off, she placed her mammoth biceps close to
the right and left side of his messed up jaw. She began to flex and as she did
her bicep power would break that bone. She laughingly continued with each arm
until they were coated in a thick, slimy liquid. She counted each one until,
his jaw, broken beyond repair split in half and fell to the canvas. Denise
stopped and let his abused body collapse. As a final act of superiority, she
placed her smelly foot on his face and ground it to hamburger. He was taken
away for examination as well.

Well, needless to say, them men came over and over. The women, who were
fingering themselves gooed into their thongs. The ratings went through the
roof. The show was a great success and spawned many copy -cat shows such as
Break His Balls, Make Him Puke, and Flex, Flex. Oh how could I be remiss, dear
reader, you want to know who one the contest, RIGHT?

The two judges, having examined the corpses for damage( coming back into
camera range wearing their gory white surgical gowns and masks, for effect),
declared the winner to be........................... Suppose you decide, Dear
Readers. Check your pants. That's a sure fire way to tell, after all.