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Sparring Sessions	By : Jayrich Category: +S through Z > Super Smash Brothers Views: 5648 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Sparring Sessions
- 1
Sparring Session

“Here it is, Mac…the big time!”
Doc led his prized boxer through a set of double doors into an arena that looked a lot like the ones the Multi-Champion had boxed in before. As he was about to remind his trainer of that however, he noticed a battle happening right before him in the middle of the ring…and above the ring…and in the stands…and in the Popcorn line of all places.
“Uh, Doc?”
“Looks like we walked in on some sparring sessions.” Doc told his protégé. “We should scout a few of these fighters out. Never know who you’ll run into in this tournament.”
Taking Doc’s advice, Mac shuffled over into an aisle seat as his trainer sat down beside him. Reaching into his sweater pocket, the legendary trainer pulled out one of his king-sized candy bars and dug in, as Mac watched the display in front of him. When Doc informed Mac about coming out of retirement for the Smash Circuit, the fighter expected to see overly-muscled, overly ego’d prize fighters from around the world that would rag on him for his pink warm-ups. But this…this was beyond anything he expected.
Mac wasn’t a stranger to seeing superhuman strength or unusual opponents. After fighting King Hippo, Soda Popinski and Mr. Sandman it was all the norm for him. But now he was witnessing a pink ball of fluff inhaling everything and everyone in sight, a blue hedgehog circling the ring at super-sonic speeds, and a blue robotic kid launching circular razor blades at a giant, fire-breathing dragon turtle. The Marques of Queensbury’s rules wouldn’t do much good here.
“Unreal…” He commented.
“Yep, this is the crème of the crop here.” Doc added between chews of his chocolate bar. “They may look unusual, but every one of these fighters is a heavyweight in their own right. But none of them got the heart you do, Mac. I’ve seen you hit the unhittable, block the unblockable, and win the unwinnable. You even beat that gorilla, so you got this, Mac!”
Doc’s inspirational words worked their magic again, as Mac felt confident that he could beat all of these fighters. Though he had never seen powers or abilities like theirs, they had never seen a Boxer like Mac.
The duo weren’t alone in playing the role of audience, as a young woman sat high above the stands…her eyes focused on Mac. “Mmmm, maybe joining this Smash won’t be so boring after all.” She said. “Definitely more interesting than dealing with Medusa and her minions again. Plus I won’t have to deal with eggplant outbreaks here…hopefully.”
After a while, the action began to die down in the ring as the fighters retreated out of the arena. Not all of them were gone, however.
“Hey, you!”
Doc and Mac looked down a nearby row of stairs to see a kid with wings flying up towards them. The kid also carried a bow and arrow and seemed to be wearing a toga. “You’re the new guy, right?”
“I’ll let you get to know the guys here, Mac.” Doc said as he stood up. “I’m gonna hit the stand to get some more chocolate bars.”
The large trainer beat a path back up the stairs and out of the arena as he looked for more of his favorite tasty treat. “He’s not a fighter?” The flying kid asked.
“Was, but not anymore.” Mac answered. “I’m Mac.”
“Call me Pit.” He replied.
The Angel held out his hand, to which Mac promptly used his glove to shake it. “You’re a fighter, too?”
“Yep, my second time here.” Pit answered.
“Huh…got some interesting competition, here.”
“Yeah, a little bit crazier than last time.” He commented. “Still fun, though. Got to meet some new friends and all.”
Mac scoffed at that. “This ain’t a place I’d call friendly.”
“Why you say that?”
Mac huffed as he pounded his fists together, remembering the reason. “When I got the invite for this circuit, supervisors invited me for a big dramatic reveal. You know, to draw up interest. Then this jerk in some hi-tech armor appears behind me, and makes fun of my height…so I decked him!”
Pit shrugged. “Well, not everyone you meet is gonna—wait, did you say hi-tech armor?”
Before Mac could answer, he noticed the same armor now standing in the ring. “There’s the guy! I should get in a quick spar with him.”
The Boxing Champion descended the steps, making his way to the ring as his new friend called out to him. “Wait, Mac! There’s something you should know about—!”
“PIT!”
That voice was enough to silence the young warrior, as he immediately flew up high above the arena to join his goddess…Palutena. “Have an interesting discussion?”
“Well, yeah.” He replied. “But I was just about to warn him about—!”
“I know, Pit.” She interrupted. “But sometimes it’s best for a warrior to learn errors for himself. Besides, I think someone might want to do some catching up.”
She pointed down to a nearby exit, where the blue robot from before was waving up to them. “Oh hey, Mega Man!” Icarus cheered. “Yeah, it’s been a long time. I just hope that guy with the whip isn’t here, too.”
Flying back down, he joined his automaton buddy and exited the arena as Palutena playfully twirled her staff and grinned to herself. “Now this should be interesting…”
Back down in the ring, Mac entered through the ropes and made a beeline for the armor. “Hey, you!”
“Hmmph, if it isn’t Mr. Cheap Shot.” A voice from the armor replied.
“That was for making fun of my height.” Mac shot back. “But if you wanna spar, I’m always ready.”
Unbeknownst to the Champion Boxer, schematics in the armor were already running, showing the Boxer’s history, abilities and victories. “Hmm, I think this armor might actually be a liability against you.”
Suddenly, steam began to shoot out from the shoulders and the sides, as the front of the armor opened up. And out from inside stepped the galaxy’s most dangerous Bounty Hunter, Samus Aran. It was a sight that dropped the jaw of the Boxer. “You were in that armor!?”
Samus laughed to herself. “If I had a nickel for every time I heard that…still wanna spar?”
Mac responded by squaring up. “I don’t back down from a challenge…that gun isn’t gonna disintegrate me, is it?”
“Relax, I always set it on stun for here…” She assured him. “…unless your name is Justin Bailey.”
Mac shook his head and raised his guard. “It’s Mac, and get ready to attack.”
The two sized each other up, Samus recalling the information her suit gave her just minutes ago, and Mac going over her body type. He surmised that she had strength, but focused on her agility and speed, which is what he would have to look out for. But before he could dissect her further, an announcer’s voice filled the arena.
“Three…Two…One…GO!!!”
Mac initiated the attack, lunging forward with a heavy haymaker which Samus easily leapt out the way of. She landed behind the Boxer and unleashed a flurry of kicks in his direction, all of them masterfully dodged by the Boxing Champion. “Incredible.” Samus thought. “He must have some Chozo DNA if he’s able to dodge this quickly.”
Opting to take a ranged approach, Samus used her boots to jet-dash away and opened fire. Mac anticipated this strategy though, and calling on his battles with Piston Honda, he expertly rolled and dodged her blasts, quickly closing the distance between them. Once close enough, Mac unleashed a powerful Star Punch that Samus was barely able to block. The impact of it sent the Bounty Hunter rocketing into the air, but she quickly regained her bearings and adjusted for her landing. Coming down on the ropes, she used them to her advantage and, along with her boots, rocketed forward and hit Mac with a devastating shoulder block he was barely able to block. He fell back against the ropes behind him, but just as he looked ready to drop, he stepped forward, stopping himself from falling and showing he was not done yet.
Samus was impressed. “Definitely something special about you.” She readied herself for another attack when she spotted a floating ball with a multi-colored glow in the sky above the ring. Mac spotted the phenomenon as well.
“What is that thing?” He asked.
Samus smirked. “It’s the key to my victory.”
Leaping elegantly into the air, she performed a flip kick that shattered the orb before disappearing from sight. The Boxer was left confused as to what happened to his opponent, but that question was quickly answered when in her place appeared a large spaceship hovering above the ring. He didn’t know how, but he knew she was piloting the craft as its cannons prepared to fire.
“You gotta be kidding me…”
And with that, Mac called on all of his speed and agility as he dashed around the ring, narrowly dodging the ship’s blasts by the leather of his gloves. Exhaustion would get the better of him though, as his last burst forward would fall a step short, and a pinpoint blast would launch him into the air. He fell back into the ring, landing on his back as the loser of this battle. A moment later, Samus would reappear, hovering over him.
“You…attacked me…with a Spaceship!?” He said in exhaustion and disbelief.
“I take it you’ve never experienced a Smash Ball before…” Samus surmised as she landed back on the mat. Strolling over to her fallen foe, she kneeled down and playfully rubbed his chest.
“What…are you doing?” He asked.
“I’ll admit, it was kind of juvenile of me to make fun of your height.” She told him, working her hand lower. “Besides, you’re a hell of a warrior, and you’re not annoying like some other guys I know here.”
Her hand reached the Boxer’s trunks and didn’t hesitate in pulling them down to reveal his ‘Little’ Mac. “Basically, I’m gonna make it up to you.”
She placed her hand on the breastplate of her Zero Suit, and a moment later the blue panel of the suit disappeared, revealing her plump round breasts which were now free of constriction. Mac’s eyes widened as the blood began to circulate to his cock. Samus decided to expedite the process by jerking off his shaft as she used her free hand to remove the plate from her lower extremities.
Once removed, she began fingering herself in anticipation of Mac’s cock. Mac could hardly believe what he was experiencing now. Just five minutes ago he was ready to spar with a guy in an armored suit who made fun of his height. Now he was preparing to enter the pussy of a blonde bombshell of a Bounty Hunter. She smirked as she felt herself becoming wet, and could feel in her hand Mac was more than ready. Extending her leg, she brought it around and straddled Mac’s lap, grabbing hold of his manhood and guiding herself down upon it. She let it penetrate her wet snatch, keeping eye contact with the Boxer as she took all of his meat balls deep.
“I’m…actually glad…you came along…” She moaned. “…the only other good man here…is flocked by a princess.”
She rocked her hips back and forth, letting his cock penetrate deep into her again and again. “I’ve had to deal with this annoying, punch-happy racecar driver. AHH!!!”
Her rant was interrupted by the sensation of Mac’s lips wrapping around her breast. She smiled down at him as she felt him gripping her thighs through his gloves, thrusting back in unison with her as she rode his cock. Her ass cheeks jiggled with every impact she made bringing herself down hard onto his dick.
“And…muscle-bound swordsmen.” She continued.
“How interesting…” Palutena commented, still floating high above the ring. Only now instead of being in a seated position, her legs were spread apart as two of her fingers explored her heavenly womanhood. “I never thought her frustrations would cause her to let loose so far. And this warrior…such stamina! I must sample it.”
Her fingers delved deeper into her wet snatch as she continued to watch the display below her. The two had changed positions in the ring, with Samus now on her knees as Mac drilled her hard from behind.
“AHHH!” She moaned, grabbing one of the ring ropes. “Don’t hold back, kid. Give it to me!”
Mac did exactly that, plowing into her pussy from behind with forceful thrusts. Her ass trembled from each impact as her juices began to leak out. Samus almost lost herself in the pleasure of the moment, as she began to roll her hips in unison with Mac’s thrusting. Her tits swayed back and forth with her movements, hanging free below her as Mac relentlessly pounded her from behind. This was just the kind of stress relief she needed, and Mac was just the man to provide it as she felt herself nearing her limit.
With a passionate moan the Bounty Hunter climaxed as Mac thrust deep inside her one last time, spilling his jizz into her snatch as she gritted her teeth and welcomed the orgasm that washed over her. As he slipped out of her slot, he could see the jizz slowly oozing from her pussy; a sight that would be quickly covered up by Samus by reactivating the panel on her Zero Suit. She did the same with her breastplate as she slowly stood back up.
“Not bad, kid.” She told him, straightening herself out. “I’ve been to this thing four times, and you’re the first good lay I’ve had. We should do this again…”
And with a smirk and a wink, the Bounty Hunter departed from the ring, leaping high into the air before disappearing into the shadows of the stands. It was definitely a moment that would stick with the Mac as he straightened out his trunks. But he would find the experience was not quite over just yet.
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