Underground League - Incineroar VS Lopunny

 

Underground League - Incineroar VS Lopunny
By: Bull2Steer

(This is a story between two anthropomorphic/furry characters from Pokemon.)

Welcome trainers, mons and battle enthusiasts to the first broadcast of The Underground League: Balls Out Tournament! Watch as all of these prime examples of masculinity battle for superiority against other males, in the style of no-holds-barred matches you’ve come to expect from The League!

The announcement stopped blaring long enough for a promotional video to play for those watching at home, as the stage lit up down below. The camera panned over a full stadium of trainers and Pokémon waiting to watch the upcoming battles. Having such wild success with The Underground League, its creators had decided to test the waters with an all male battle style to draw in ratings from, “alternative,” crowds. Tonight marks the first match in history, and a lot rides on how it plays out…

“Christ, just give me the win now and get it over with; I’m going to pummel the other guy anyway,” chided Buck, a large and confident incineroar. He had his muscular arms crossed over his broad, furry chest, which was puffed out in arrogance, and his cock was poking slightly out of his sheath, which sat over two large, orange sized nuts. “I honestly feel bad for this sap, but let’s get this crap over with,” he spat as he absent-mindedly scratched his pouch and half-heartedly prepared for the match.”

Buck was only doing this stupid gig for the money and notoriety to register for a respectable competition. After all, he was an alpha stud of a Pokémon, and he knew it. Soon, everyone else would know it, too. He only agreed to sign up for the tournament as an alternative to the horror show that was normal Underground League. The last thing he wanted was to get his prized nuts popped by one of those crazy bitches. He was relieved when her heard about the all male docket; obviously guys would focus more on battle, and would be kinder to one another’s junk, right? Just some male Pokémon showing off for the camera to get some star power and extra cash.

Buck eventually finished dragging his feet, and was fully primped and ready to get this exhibition match over with. He sauntered out just in time for the announcer to begin the proceedings.

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ALRIGHT, BRUTAL FANS! It’s the moment you’ve all been waiting for! The first match of the, “BALLS OUT TOURNAMENT!” Without further delay, lets get the bloodbath started!

In the red corner, we have the beast of the jungle, the musclebound destroyer of lesser mons, the fire-based boss himself, BUCK, THE RAGING FLAME!

The confident feline waltzed out, showboating the entire way up to the ring, flexing his arms, kissing his enormous biceps and squeezing his ample pouch provocatively.  All eyes were glued on him, mostly on his bulging basket. He lived for this shit. He wanted to show everyone out there that he was the star of this show, and that he had the assets to back it up!

What a specimen, folks! A truly male mon! I sure hope his opponent can stand up to such a champ in the making! With that said, over in the blue corner, we have a sprightly fighter who’s quick as a whip, and twice as fierce! Welcome to the stage a returning favorite, CASEY, LIGHTNING LEGS LOPUNNY!

The crowd exploded into applause. If they had been excited for Buck, it was nothing compared to fanfare for Casey as they walked out onto the stage with a very deliberate, stoic stride. Casey entered the ring without any of the same over-the-top antics as his opponent; still, it was clear who was the crowd favorite.

“What the fuck?!” the incineroar growled, surprise and anger rising in his gruff voice. “I didn’t sign up to fight a chick! I though this was males only!” Buck hollered at the ref, his bright red fur bristling in irritation.

This outburst was met with a strange hush from the crowd, and even a few gasps from the stands loud enough to reach his ears in the ring. At this time, the referee quickly stepped in to the center of the ring, mic in hand. “Actually, Casey is a MALE lopunny. Don’t let his looks fool you, folks! This mon is tough as nails and is ready to fight hard for his victory against any opponent! So, unless there are any objections from the fighters, step to the center of the ring, and let’s get started!”

Buck snorted to himself in disgust. He was pissed off, and made no attempts to hide it. His first match wasn’t supposed to be against some weak girly mon. He wanted to show how tough he was against a real challenge, against a real man. How was he supposed to showcase what a stud he was when his first match was a guaranteed win? “Fine,” he thought, coming out of his thoughts, “I’ll beat the hell out of the pansy and get on with my career. After I fire my fucking agent.”

As the fighters went towards the center, Casey, despite the behavior of his opponent, offered his paw for a handshake; a show of good sportsmanship. Buck just stared at the shorter mon’s paw and scoffed, before he slapped away the bunny’s paw away, eliciting more boos and gasps from the crowd. “Listen, twerp. I don’t know why these idiots are so excited to see a girly bunny lose a fight, and I don’t care. I’m going to take you down, so I hope you’re ready to get your ass kicked.” His much calmer opponent did not retort. He simply gave a calm, polite smile before getting into his fighting stance. Buck followed suit, and the match began.

Buck wasted no time. He was furious and wanted to end this quickly. The bulky cat charged in, and made a swipe at his smaller opponent with his long, deadly claws. Casey easily dodged this, his legs dancing under him in a blur to get him away from the painfully slow swipe. This continued for several more seconds, with each attack being dodged effortlessly, the agile rabbit throwing quick jabs into the incineroar’s stomach and sides as he danced circles around this meathead.

The musclebound cat was panting and growling in pure frustration. His cheeks were an even brighter shade of red as he was humiliated by his opponent. He’d had enough, and was ready to win this fight.

“Time to show this girly bunny who he’s dealing with,” thought Buck as he let out a fierce, guttural Roar in the direction of his much smaller opponent, attempting to catch him off guard enough to Bulldoze right over his weakling opponent. However, Casey’s response was not exactly what he was expecting.

The lightning fast rabbit did indeed stop for a few moments, but not out fear. He was laughing, absolutely howling hysterically at the sight of Buck’s masculine display. It took several seconds for Casey to compose himself and catch his breath, but for the first time in the match, he finally spoke.

“Holy shit, kid!” the lopunny exclaimed in a much deeper tone than his appearance would have let on. “You actually came to a real match trying to scare me off with Roar? Did you think I’d be quaking in my boots and you could finish me off like the big stud? Ha! I’ll tell you something kid; I could have let you off for being a cocky little shit. Hell, I could even forgive you for not shaking my paw as a fellow fighter. Being that fucking stupid, though? I can’t let that slide. Let me show you how I was able to become the only veteran of The Underground League to retire with both of my balls intact.”

“Wha-?” Buck was beginning to let the words he just heard sink in to his head. This guy fought in The Underground League? He went toe to toe with hundreds of female mons whose only goal was to turn castrate him? He did all that and still had his nuts? The true danger he was in dawned on him, all too late.

Buck’s instincts flew into overdrive. He had to defend himself and get the hell out of here. He began to use Bulk-Up to up his defense and steel himself towards any blow that would come his way, as his eyes darted from side to side, trying to track his opponent. All he saw as a brown flash as the lopunny disappeared from view.

Casey was on top of Buck before he knew it, landing a Dizzy Punch to his temple with laser precision, not once, not twice, but two times. Shocking no one, Buck was seeing stars and covered his face and head while he wandered in a dazed circle around the arena.

He began swiping wildly with his other paw to attempt and catch his blazingly fast opponent with a lucky swing.

“Pathetic,” thought Casey. “This guy wouldn’t have lasted one day with those big egg-makers of his in the normal Underground League, and I’m not about to go easy on him here. Time to ruin this kid.”

Casey vanished again in a flash as he dashed behind his stunned opponent, landing two more punches to the back of the cat’s head, causing the dumbstruck feline to use both paws to cover his throbbing skull. It was all the opening that the bunny needed.

Casey wasted no time as he flung himself expertly between the feline’s legs, positioning himself in front of the doomed lunk and standing up in one effortless, fluid motion. Without missing a beat, he then launched himself full-force towards his much taller adversary’s most treasured bits with a well-aimed Hi-Jump Kick, knowing there was no chance of missing such large targets.

Buck, with his head still swimming, was able to compose himself enough to uncover his head and face, just in time to see his tormentor’s gleeful smile and a dainty-yet-deadly foot sink and disappear into his meaty ballsack.

The audience gasped.

If Buck thought that alarms were going off before, it was nothing compared to what came an instant later. Suddenly, his vision went white with the blinding pain of felling his egg-makers flatten. His mouth began to froth as he let out another roar, but this time of pure anguish. The poor beast’s balls didn’t stand a chance.

The beefy incineroar mercifully passed out instantly as both of his nuts violently exploded in their furry sack. Although it couldn’t be heard over the crowd, there was a horrifying “CR-UNCH!!!” as the sensitive testicles gave way, spilling sperm and beefy chunks of nut into his scrotum. After a few agonizing seconds of the vicious rabbit’s foot being buried in the remains of his once-proud nuts, the beaten male fell backwards, still blacked out.

While Buck fell unconscious, Casey was having a much different experience. He had just felt his bare toes crush and absolutely obliterate the testicles of another male mon. One second, his hypermasculine opponent’s sack was filled with two, beefy nuts churning with unspent cum, and the next it only contained squishy, useless ball guts, swimming in their shattered remains.

Casey was sporting the hardest erection of his whole life at that moment. He couldn’t believe he’d completely neutered another male! No wonder all the female mons from The Underground League loved it so much; there was no feeling like it!

Suddenly, he wanted more, and knew the crowd would too. Popping a pair was fine, but if it was over too quickly, the ratings would suffer. Luckily, Casey had the experience to know what to do next. He walked slowly and deliberately to his downed foe.

“Hey, kid! Who said you could take a nap?” Casey yelled, loud enough for the crowd to hear, pressing his foot on top of Buck’s ruined balls and leaning down. The mush inside the hairy bag sloshed around confirming his new status as a eunuch, and making the lopunny’s cock twitch violently. “You promised these people a show, didn’t you?! Well, I guess if you don’t have the balls to keep your word, then you really won’t be needing them!”

The crowd gave their own, “Roar,” of approval.

“Nap is over, fucker.” The lopunny said as he spat into the unconcious former stud’s face.

Casey crouched down, as low as he could. He kept one foot planted firmly on the remains of the incineroar’s once virile balls, feeling a few tiny solid bits burst between his toes. A huge gout of precum shot out of his stiff cock, landing on the cat below him. It was time to end this.

Using his immensely powerful legs, the lopunny to sprung into the air, brutally pulping anything solid in Buck’s sack in the process. He ascended high into the air, rising so far that he was almost level with the arena lights before the arc of his Bounce ended, and the vicious and entirely aroused rabbit plummeted towards the mat and Buck’s defenseless form.

It had the intended effect. Casey landed on Buck’s swollen and broken balls as if they were a trampoline, but with no hope of bouncing back. Instead, the furry pouch of broken testicles crumpled and exploded with a wet, *SQUICK* ripping the unconscious, burly feline’s bag open and splattering his mushed egg-makers in every direction like a popped water balloon.

Buck woke with a shriek, his claws instantly reaching to protect his useless, shattered manhood. His eyes grew wide as he saw the grisly wreckage that was once his full, perfect ballsack. Tears began streaming down his face as he processed the loss of his balls, realizing he would never be a real male again. His head slowly raised to meet the gaze of his castrator as mewled and pawed at his opponent’s foot that was still holding down his pulped sack and nut chords.

Buck felt a hot splash across his muzzle as he locked eyes with Casey, realizing that he was jerking off, cumming in his face. He lowered his eyes in shame and continued to weep, accepting being marked by the male who destroyed and neutered him.

Casey slowly came down from his orgasm, and gave the sweetest smile he could to the defeated former stud before bending down, taking a big pawful of the broken male’s nut sludge, and smearing it on the fallen stud’s muzzle.

“Who’s the girly one now?”