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Smirking, she starts talking trash, taunting you. You're not having that so cut her off mid-gloat with a jab to the mouth.

She's trapped in the corner and doesn't even have the strength to raise her gloves. You pile on the punishment, taking shots to her head at your leisure!

Knowing you have a large audience, you take a moment out to style it out, posing to the cameras.

There is a break in the action as you both take a moment to catch your breath, collect yourselves and taunt each other.

She looks like she's struggling to keep up with you. You back off, giving her a moment to gather her breath. After all, you're in control of this, right?

That last hit made you see stars. You give your head a shake to clear it and stop yourself from seeing double.

The ref sees something and steps in to temporarily halt the action. He adjusts your top, citing safety reasons. Or did he just want a closer look at your bouncing boobs?

Her hands are up and her guard is solid. She's blocking everything you are throwing at her but that doesn't stop you raining a storm on her to weather anyway.

She's cheating, right? That last hit was totally illegal! You break from the action to complain to the referee, who seems unmoved and tells you to grow up and get on with it.

You try to unleash a devastating assault on her head but she gets her gloves up and blocks it. You don't land any hits but the effort of parrying your blows must surely be wearing her down.

You tap gloves with each other to show your respect. This is a fight but it won't get nasty.

Nothing fancy here: just a lightning quick jab to send the message that she can't relax even for one second against you.

Fatigue is setting in now. You swing with a lazy, clumsy swing, still somehow managing to find the target.

You swing with power and get lucky, connecting satisfyingly and sending her staggering.

The first blow disorients her. The second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth all just pile on. Blow after blow after blow, each one thundering home with power and precision.

It's only a jab but it has some real power and gets her right on the end of her nose. She recoils like she's been electrocuted, staggering to the ropes in disorientation.

You land a big hook and think that you've given her pause for thought. But she comes right back at you with a stinging body blow, looking fired up.

You've backed her into a corner! Now she's helpless as you rain blows on her midriff again and again and again until the ref forces you off of her.

You both trip and take each other down and all hell breaks loose. The ref struggles to maintain order as you descend into chaos, shrieking and wildly scrapping with each other until you are forcibly separated.

You both unleash absolute hell on each other, swinging wildly, taking massive shots and simply powering through. You're both pulling out the big guns here, and neither of you wants to back down.

Penned into the corner with nowhere to go and staggering like a drunk: this is too easy. You wind up and deliver an almighty blow that is sure to take whatever wind she has left right out of her.

Feeling vindictive, you go low and take her down, laying your arm across her throat and pouring scorn on her. The ref struggles to prise you off but it's worth the reprimand to get in her head and make sure she knows what's coming to her.

She's so tired and disorientated that she grips your arms to stop you hitting her. Never mind: if she can cheat then so can you! You retaliate with a series of knee strikes to the chest before the ref can restore order.