Bukkake Brawl #2

We are glad to introduce at Pornsaints.org the second BUKKAKE BRAWL issue, a serial fictional story by Made in DNA. Read below the second part!

BUKKAKE BRAWL PART TWO:

Televised globally, Bukkake Brawl was where women became adored idols, and cherry boys became men!

Lights. Action. Hover-botcams. Spectators. Screaming fists. And more fluids than any girl ever wanted to swallow.

Re-orientating herself, Mei let the mayhem of her forced profession wash over her.

The air was the acrid; heavy with the dried-squid stink snack-breath of fans rabidly exhaling over her from their stadium seating above.

Bukkake Brawl pits were thrice times the size of the average Bare-knuckle Boxing ring.

Large enough to allow the Jackals and Jizzabels go to work on each other. Cozy enough to allow the fans above to drool on them.

To her left, Catgirl Mon was down under the weight of a heavy pinning her shoulders while a second helicoptered on her raised haunches.

It was too late to try and save Mon. Penetration had been made. Fuck! Quite physiliterally.

Mei took her frustration out on a nearby Jackal with an impolite chop to the Adam's apple. He gakked, jerked once and stayed down.

An announcer w00ted and ran comment on Mei's fighting stats. The urge to jump the wall and make him a stat was overwhelming.

Instead she took a misplaced left hook that clipped her ear, catching her in the side of the head.

She retaliated with a pile driver and raised her fists defiantly. "You hit like your mother bitch! At least she could ride face!"

It was then that she caught sight of Tahna eating several jackhammer blows to the stomach in quick succession. Pneumos!

She curse-winced as the large-breasted, blonde Slav went down with a sickened wheeze and didn't get up. Drool pooled from open mouth.

The Jackals locust-swarmed. Mei knew it was only moments before they devoured her clothes and reaped their reward.

STORY INTRO:
One-hundred fifty years into the future, two billion viewers a week tune into the one sport that has no equal: BUKKAKE BRAWL--a violent marriage of the porn industry and no-holds barred extreme sports pit fighting. Yue Fong, the criminal-corporate complex city-state floating in the open waters of the Korean Strait, is its home. It is a mean, gritty place where anything or anyone can be bought.

Mei is an indentured fighter in the Bukkake Brawl pits. She is simultaneously idolized and loathed for her skill at showing no mercy to paying opponent-customers. There is little anyone wouldn't do to rape her on screen for the world to see. And after her 'Little Sister' Nin is brutally murdered during her own televised Bukkake Brawl match Mei must claw her way through semen, savagery, and sharks to confront a man revered as a living god.

AUTHOR/MEDIUM:
Made in DNA is an American expat short story writer living and working Japan for the past decade. It has seriously twisted his mind. Comments, questions, rants/raves, words to his mother are always welcome at made.in.dnaATMARKgmail.com.

BUKKAKE BRAWL is written as a serial SMS microfiction piece. SMS-fiction is fiction delivered directly to an SMS-enabled device at NO MORE THAN 140 characters per delivery. Thus SMS-fiction packs a cranium-crushing amount of description and plot into each line. Despite the brevity of the medium, Made in DNA has managed to gain fans worldwide with not only his current work, but with his first pulse-pounding microfiction novella MEDIA WHORES.