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(It’s wet MMA in Beat, Prey Love. Come on now. Be fr.)

The phone alarm rang and the two women circled, styles evident in their stances: Monica Tides watched the sultry streamer martial artist bounce on her toes, light and nimble in her kickboxing stance while she herself fell back into her typically wrestling stance: a light crouch with open hands ready to drag whatever she could grasp down to the mat. Calamity Jade wore a skimpy jade-green tube top that clung precariously to her full chest, a scandalously short black pleated skirt, striped thigh-high socks modified into martial arts instep guards by cutting out the toes and heel on each sock, and green and black half-finger MMA gloves. It was—as she promised—exactly what “hot, sultry streamer martial artist” entailed. Her taller opponent had split the difference between surfer, and wrestler, sporting a one-piece 'lifeguard' style swimsuit that accentuated her impressive figure, and sky blue MMA gloves.

The 5'10 orange-haired streamer pawed at her taller, broader, more muscular opponent, while Monica tested her footing and spacing, still adapting to the transition from wrestling mats to MMA cage. Calamity Jade picked her targets over the first 45 seconds of their bout, sniping at her friend's head and chest and legs with stinging punches and kicks thrown from odd angles and with unconventional timing. Monica fired back but landed only occasionally, showing natural talent for timing a straight right cross but little of the knowledge necessary to land it consistently or turn it from a useful tool into a dangerous weapon.

The mellow surfer longed to bring the fight to the ground where her superior strength and tenacity experience could turn this loud mouthed streamer into a compliant kitten, but her friend recognized her strategy too and anticipated each time the promising grappler shot forward to grab her. Calamity Jade escaped back towards the center of the cage each time, controlling the distance and timing of their exchanges with superior footwork and timing and taunting her friend at each possible opportunity.

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(It’s wet MMA in Beat, Prey Love. Come on now. Be fr.)

“Hey, so just making sure: you've done this before, right, Snowbae?” Flor Ramirez asked, slamming her red MMA gloves together.

“Hell yeah; when soccer season is over, I scrap to keep in shape. It's also just fun as fuck.” Her opponent assured her. Hanna Bergstrom already held a demonstrable size advantage over her opponent. Flor needed to know what other disadvantages she was working with. She hadn't quite gotten used to knowing next to nothing about her opponent before their bout. She'd met Kathy at a local fight club weeks back, and Samantha a short time later, but Hanna was an unknown quantity: a tall, burly defender on their college's women's soccer team with icy blue eyes and a long braid of silver-blonde hair. Could she expect kicks from a soccer player? Or core strength and exceptional athleticism? The uncertainty pissed her off.

“I get it. Just, no complaints when you end up on my highlight reel. I'm not holding back just cause you're Samantha's friend.” Flor said. The college sophomore met her opponent's gaze and smiled. Her parents would be so disappointed in her right now. Good. If her dad wanted to control who, when, and how Flor fought, he shouldn't have asked her to put boxing on hold while she was away at college.

Late February, The Year Before Everything Happened,

Kathy Liu and Abigail Summers stood in the cold midnight air of an indoor martial arts gym, sharing glances and comments. They'd successfully held the first 2 fights of the inaugural Beat, Prey, Love fight card, a series of sexy MMA fights contested entirely by female college students from the nearby California University at Los Angeles. All of the contestants, save one, had professed some kind of previous martial arts experience, and the two women left to fight in their 'Main event” both promised that they were the toughest woman Kathy knew.

Tonight, one of them would be proved wrong.

Content Warning: NSFW – Sex, violence, and nudity. All at the same time.

(It’s wet MMA in Beat, Prey Love. Come on now. Be fr.)

“Aight, so... I'll go easy on you. We'll keep it light, have some fun, shoot some saucy content and-”

“Wait, what the fuck? Why would you go easy on me?” The feisty blonde interrupted. “You got fucking destroyed by that short nerdy Black girl and then Vivian kicked your ass the next time. Neither of them are even that scary. You lose to losers: I should be the one offering to take it easy on you, red.”

Kathy Liu had to stop herself from gawking. “You know, Flor says I might be on the spectrum, but even I'm not that bad at reading people...” She wasn't sure if McKenzie had heard her or not; the freckled blonde wasn't a great listener at the best of times. But McKenzie Booth or “Combat Keigh” as the Beat, Prey Love audience knew her, had other skills. Blessed with soft, extremely bountiful curves and a round, cute face, the 5'5” Tennessee native was a reliable draw for a few reasons.

Kathy and the BPL audience recognized two big, heavy reasons in particular.

“That's perfect then. Just come at me 100%: I want you to kick my ass and humiliate me; really put it on me, OK?” The invitation was utterly facetious; Kathy could not include “accomplished martial artist” alongside any honest description of McKenzie. But the stubborn, buxom blonde blamed each loss on her unimpressive record on factors beyond her control. Tonight Kathy intended on being one of those factors.