Chapter 3: Chapter 3
The third round begins with Wonder Woman woozy from the drugged drink. Confused as to what is going on she rises as the Tiny Terror takes her by the hand and leads her to the middle of the ring. Placing a pink fluffy tutu around Wonder Womans waist TT explains that they are in the middle of a dance contest. This isthe spinning part of thecontest. I was able to spin 12 times, if you can make it to 13 you win. Wonder Woman staggers as she starts to spin 0ne,,,two,,,three....Tiny Terror leaves her spinning in the center of the ring..four...five...six...TT returns with a short step ladder..seven..eight...setting up the ladder tt climbs to ww height..nine..ten..TT winds up..eleven..twelve... POW. Wonder Woman is sent spinning the other way.
Her head is heavy, swimming in a confused daze. She braces herself against the force of the impact, trying to regain her balance and coherence. The Tiny Terror smirked as she bounced on her feet, pleased with her handiwork. But Wonder Woman wasn't done yet.
Gathering every ounce of focus and energy she could muster, Diana fought through the haze of the drugged drink, pushing past the spinning room and her own stumbling legs. She knew that she couldn't let herself be defeated by a ten-stone opponent. Not like this.
Not to this little terror.
But just as Diana seemed to be gaining the upper hand, TT struck back with a vicious uppercut, catching Wonder Woman off guard and sending her stumbling backwards.
The small woman followed up with a flurry of punches, raining blows down on the dazed princess.
Diana gritted her teeth, determined not to go down again. But her legs felt like jelly, and her arms were heavy and uncoordinated. She could feel herself starting to slip, her body begging for rest and recovery from the effects of the drug.
But she refused to give in. With a surge of adrenaline, Diana pushed through the pain and exhaustion, managing to block and dodge most of TT's blows.
But the relentless barrage was taking its toll, and it wasn't long before the smaller woman managed to land one solid punch right on Diana's jaw. The princess tumbled backwards, landing on her bottom in a heap.
The ring erupted into a cacophony of shouting and cheering as the crowd tried to decide whether Diana had been knocked out or not. The referee rushed over, counting over her, but Diana barely registered the sound. All she could do was feel the anger and humiliation welling up within her. Once more the sound of the bell ending the round saved the Princess as she crawled back to her corner.
Once more the Tiny Terror worked her way aound the outside of the ring. As WW rested her arms hanging down TT added heavy weights to WW boxing gloves. at the bell signalling round number four, TT rushed forward to lure WW out. Attacking without thinking Wonder Woman found the extra weight dragging her gloves downward leaving her wide open for Tiny Terrors attack.
TT take full advantage pummeling Princess with blow after blow. WW struggled on feeling powerless and defeated under the weight and blows of her little antagonist.
"You're nothing but a fraud," TT jeered, "A bully and a coward!"
The harsh words stung just as much as the stinging blows raining down on WW's arms and chest. The humiliation burned in WW's eyes knowing that the crowd had heard those hateful words. WW struggled to lift her weighted gloves into a defensive stance. The momentum was more than she bargained for and ends up punching herself in the face and knocking herself down. The crowd once more roars with laughter.
Up, then down, then up, then down, the Tiny Terror knocks the Amazon Princess silly
until once more the bell sounds and Diana staggers to her corner.
Her mind is a whirlwind of pain and confusion. How did this happen? She, an Amazonian warrior-princess, brought to her knees by a tiny, four-foot ball of fury. It didn’t make any sense.
But it was true. Diana could barely stand upright, let alone defend herself. And she could barely hear the mocking cheers of the crowd over the pounding in her ears. Dumping the weights out of her boxing gloves Diana rests them exhaustedly on the ring ropes to either side.
TT stands on the outside of the ring, watching Diana with a mixture of amusement and triumph in her eyes. Sneaking around the ring one more time this time the Tiny Terror ties the laces of WW boxing gloves to the ropes she is resting on.
The bell rings for round five and Diana charges at the Tiny Terror only to be stopped short when her own gloves don't move. WW struggles to free herself but finds she is stuck,
TT doesn't waste this opportunity and lands punch after punch, most of them hitting right on the mark. pulling down WW top TT cannot resist the twin speed bags now available. Pounding away TT reduces WW rock hard abs to jelly, blackens both her eyes and bounces her breasts like heavy bags. Going to her corner TT breaks out a makeup kit and begins to go town making WW face up like a clown . With moments left in the round Tiny Terror backs away and appreciates her handiwork.
As the bell rings for the final round, TT's eyes gleam with a newfound mischief. She climbs onto the ring apron, her gloved hands rubbing together in anticipation. Diana, still dazed and exhausted, barely registers the movement. TT takes the opportunity to reach between Diana's legs, her gloved hands rubbing intimately against the Amazon princess's most sensitive area. Diana's eyes widen in shock and humiliation, a gasp escaping her lips as she tries to push TT away. But her reflexes are slow, and TT's hands are quick, slipping in and out of Diana's grasp before she can react. The crowd erupts into a mix of cheers and jeers, some loving the unexpected turn of events, others uncomfortable with the clear power imbalance. Diana's face turns beet red, her body tensing as she tries to process the sudden, intimate invasion.