Universe 44

Buttercup Utonium, the only girl in Townsville High History to ever make it as not only the female Athelete champion for three years running, but all around Athelete Champ for three years running. Not only breaking records but setting a new standard in their place, she was as tough as she was beautiful. Yet it could be lonley at the top, most boys finding themselves too frightend to approach her, let alone ask her out, even boys she had thought as suitable mates would find their feet too cold to go up and ask her out. And Buttercup herself having too much pride built up to do the asking herself.

Yet this didn't mean she was short on friends, most girls at school admired her as some sort of amazon queen. This would doom young miss Utonium to living a life as a false image of who she was, a strong willed female leader who needed no man to get to where she was. A fake smile to rouse the crowd as she stepped into a room, girls would cheer and boys would keep their heads low to avoid drawing her attention. She was truly an alpha that went unchallenged.

But life has a funny way of changing.

Another late night of training, Buttercup readies to leave the gym. Stepping away from the punching bag and undoing the straps around her gloves. She turns as a voice speaks to her.

"You're hot." A boy said.

"Care to rephrase that?" Buttercup asks the boy.

"The sweat. You're burning up." The boy explained.

Buttercup chuckled upon realizing what he meant, mistaking it for a very forward pick up attempt.

"Yeah, was about to head home." She told him.

"And leave me by my lonesome?" The boy asked.

Buttercup then quirked an eyebrow up, her suspicions not being so outlandish after all.

"I don't even know you." She answered.

"Butch Jojo. Transfered from Lemon Brooke County."

"Buttercup Utonium. I figured you to be new."

"You'd recognize this ugly mug?"

"Most boys haven't the balls to hit on me. Let alone in the gym, with my gloves still on."

"Good thing I'm not a boy. I'm all man, babe." Butch said with smirk.

"Is that so?" Buttercup asked with an equally devious smirk growing on her face.

She strapped her gloves back on and began to walk backwards towards the boxing ring.

"Prove it." She said.

The two stepped towards each other in the ring, stopping only a foot apart.

"I'll try not to hurt ya." Butch said.

"Then you're doing it wrong." Buttercup told him.

She took the first swing, Butch letting it land as the right hook smacks him across the jaw. Butch snapped his jaw back into place and cracked a grin.

"Alright then." He said.

Buttercup smirked and took a clean straight punch at Butch, being blocked by his own pair of gloves. Butch counters by thrusting his torso forward and into Buttercup, pushing her back a couple of steps.

"The hell was that?" She asked.

"You want to play, right?" He asked back.

Buttercup nods and unstraps her gloves, tossing them off. Butch does the same. Buttercup charges him, tackling him to the ground. She climbed atop of him and tried to pin him down with an arm on the neck, pressing his body to the floor, and reeling her free arm back for a punch. However, Butch's arms had a further reach, and his hands were bigger then hers by almost double. He clenched a fist shut over hers and swung Buttercup off of him. She rolled to the side, landing on her front.

Butch then climbed over her and put her in a headlock. Buttercup bit down on his arm only to recieve no response. Butch used his other arm to reach around and cup one of Buttercup's tits. Buttercup loosened her bite, taken back by the feel of a boy touching her at long last.

"Give up?" Butch whispered into her ear, leaning over her shoulder.

Buttercup found herself incapable of responding, not sure what to say in this situation as it were her first time being in such a bind. Butch then lowered the arm around her neck down the side of her body and cupped the other tit. Buttercup began to blush brightly and grow nervous.

"W-Wait... Stop." Buttercup tried to mummble out. Her voice giving sounds of nervousness and her body betraying her by remaining on all fours beneath Butch and arching her back to point her rear up towards him.

"No." Butch answered, continuing to play with her tits while drapped over her.

"O-... Okay." Buttercup said with a submissive tone.

She glanced to the floor, a broken smile appearing on her bright red face as she grew more nervous. She made no effort to resist Butch any longer as his hands explored the curves of her body. Her D-Cup chest, hour glass frame, toned torso. For once, the amazon was helpless before another. A willing victim to the only man she's ever encountered.

Buttercups defeat was cemented as Butch placed a kiss on her cheek, much to her own surprise. He then reached around with one of his hands and turned her head to look her in the eyes. Claiming her lips with his. He repeatedly kissed away as she began to slowly get into the groove of the motion and grew as passionate as he was, retuning each kiss.

Buttercup fell to her side as Butch readjusted himself. He lifted one of her legs off the ground and rested it on his shoulder, lining up the two for some fun. Buttercup looked up to Butch, her face burning bright red and eyes revealing a docile nervousness as Butch glanced down to her. He then slowed down, slowly reaching for Buttercups gym shorts. He gripped the elastic from both the front and back, giving the latter a squeeze or two. Buttercup watched as Butch removed the only thing standing between him and her. She then let out a small squeak of shock when she saw him remove his member from his pants.

"This is my favorite muscle." Butch said with a grin. "So what do you think, Butterbutt? Man enough for you?" He asked as he slowly inserted it into her womanhood.

"Too big! Too big!" Buttercup pleaded as she shivered slightly while letting out a gleeful moan.

Butch slowed down and kept it to only half insertion, allowing Buttercup to adjust to the size. He maintained a series of gentle and slow controlled thrusts as Buttercup dealt with a mixture of pain and pleasure. She couldn't believe for a second that she'd succumbed to another in her favorite gyms boxing ring, let alone allowing him to have her as his trophy.

Butch leaned down and loomed over Buttercup, letting her leg fall back to the floor. He leaned in to kiss her lips, all the while reaching his hands under her green tanktop top to play with her tits. Buttercup's excitment grew the more her body was explored. She then rolled over onto her back and spread her legs open for Butch's easier access.

"My body is betraying me." Buttercup stated.

"Don't fight it. Just let it happen." Butch assured her.

This time, he fully inserted into her, causing Buttercup to quiver with each thrust. Her breathing becoming heavier with each motion as her body was being put through a harder workout than any exercises she has ever experienced. Butch grew more fierce the longer he kept going. It wasn't long until he gave into his animal instincts and started to nip away at Buttercups shoulder and neck. The young Utonium barely even noticed the love bites, already too focused on trying to endure taking all of Butch's member stretching her out to her limits. Through the confusion she looked up to her lovers face and then rolled her eyes down to his torso, reaching her hands up to fold up his muscle shirt and carass his eight-pack abbs and pecs. At the peak of her ectasy, Buttercup finally caved in and returned the kisses she had been recieving, leaning up to peck away at the muscular frame of Butch as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders for better support.

Butch, tired of kneeling to the ground, then scooped both hands under Buttercups legs and back and lifted her up, carryig her over to the corner of the ring and setting her atop of it for better support. He kept her suspended in the air while she rested her legs on the ropes to take some of the weight off of Butch. This allowed him to grip her butt with both hands and have at her for as long as he wanted. For once in her life, Buttercup was backed into a corner and loved every second of it.

"My... My body... I don't know what's... GHA!" Buttercup screamed out as she finally climaxed.

Butch could only girn and chuckle as he watched his former opponent melt in his arms with a look of shock as her mouth remained agape and her eyes stared up towards the ceiling. It wasn't long after that he would finish too. The two paused and leaned against each other, resting their foreheads together.

"So... that was man enough, right?" Butch asked.

Buttercup was still out of breath and incapable of vocally answering him. So, instead, she nodded to let him know it was everything she wanted in a man and more.

The sun rose over the city of Townsville. The duo finally redressed and ready to head out.

"Hey." Buttercup says to Butch. "I can trust you not to, like, tell anyone about this, right?"

"Now if I went and said anything that could hurt my chances of seeing you again, wouldn't it?" Butch answered.

"Damn straight." Buttercup answered with a smirk. "Same time tomor- er, tonight?"

"Yeah." Butch asnwered with smirk of his own. "See you then."

The two then went there own way, Buttercup forming a warm smile as she thought of the only man to have tammed her.