The Queen had thought for sure this move would have ended him just as it had before, but there was something about him now. Perhaps the power of his persona was starting to work after all, but she could not deny he had drive like no other challenger she had faced today.
He stood there confidently with his arms crossed as he faced the crowd as best he could while blinded by the bulk of the huge wolf woman.
The Motherfucker would do his best to try and deliver a rousing speech while covered with the crotch of the Queen. All this would do was vibrate her crotch just a bit from his booming voice and cause the wolf to flinch before dismounting his face.
The Motherfucker stood there triumphantly with his arms crossed as the Queen recovered, scowling at his smirking face.
"Was it too much for you?" The King taunted as the crowd grew silent once more to listen to them go back and forth.
"I'm surprised you weren't smothered by that point!" She replied.
"Actually your scent only made me more powerful!" The Motherfucker proclaimed.
Just then a man from the crowd stood up right behind Layla and began to shout.
"Grab his dick and twist it!" He yelled.
"W-what the?" Layla yelled, turning around to look at the man.
"This is an honorable Battle box challenge!" Akahana yelled back at him.
"You twist that dick!' The man shouted again.
"Bro, what the fuck!" Layla yelled back again.
"The ol' dick twist!" The man went on.
The Queen heard his shouts. She narrowed her eyes at the Motherfucker.
"Perhaps the forbidden technique may be the only way..." She contemplated out loud.
"Then why don't you just give it a try then!" The Motherfucker exclaimed, taking his readied stance once again.
The Queen grit her teeth a bit and crouched down to take a readied stance as well before shooting forward suddenly. She ran towards him on all fours like a feral wolf and the King resided himself, but just before she made it to him she stuck both of her legs forward and went sliding across the ring.
This caught him by surprise as she slid between his legs as he had taken a wide stance. The Queen grasped his ankle and her momentum threw him off balance while causing her to spin around the floor of the battle box and back to her feet right in front of him.
"This time you're mine!" She yelled as she reached out with her human-like fingers in a claw like pose.
Her hand impacted his crotch and clamped down on it with a grip of pure iron.
"There!" She yelled, and went to finally deliver the ol dick twist on the Motherfucker, but to her horror it would not give.
"W-what!?" She cried in anger and confusion.
The Motherfucker's member was as hard as a sword and didn't budge no matter how hard she twisted.
"How!" She yelled once again.
"I warned you!" The Motherfucker began.
"Now that my horny levels have reached their peak, my cervix conqueror is immune to any and all attacks!" The Motherfucker revealed.
The King went for his counter attack as the Queen still seemed stunned by this new revelation. He attempted a simple grab, but as soon as he went for the move, the wolf woman would let go of his royal member and catch his hands at the last moment. The pair now stood there, their hands together, their fingers interlocked as they both leaned forward to try and push the other. They locked eyes as they stood in the middle of the battle box, locked in an epic struggle. The Queen looked angry, calculating, and determined, while the Motherfucker just kept the sly, confident grin he had worn the entire match.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Tonight you are surely watching the battle box match of the century! Has our champion, our Queen, finally met her match!?" The announcer shouted.
The Queen grit her fangs as she pushed against the Motherfucker, but to no avail. Soon enough the Motherfucker began to push back, taking a single step forward and then another, and then another. The Queen's boots began to slide across the floor of the ring and there was a gasp from the crowd as everyone was now on the edge of their seats.
"Looks like you've finally met your match, Queen of Wolves." The Motherfucker said in a much more serious tone than before.
The Queen looked behind her for a moment to see how close she was to the ropes and then back to the man. The anger was now gone from her face and she took a deep breath that seemed to calm her.
"Perhaps I finally have... You've been a great challenger, but I'm serious this time. It's time to end this." She told him calmly.
The Motherfucker raised an eyebrow at this, but as soon as he did, she spread her arms wide and let his momentum jolt him forward.
The Queen pressed her head down and head butted the King, stunning him for only a moment, but before he could recover the wolf stepped forward quick to take advantage of her opening.
The Motherfucker flinched in preparation for her counter attack. He felt her strong hands grab his face as she pulled forward, thinking she would deliver another headbutt, but instead he felt lips upon his own.
The King heard the entire crowd gasp and finally opened his eyes to see what was happening for himself. The Queen of wolves was kissing him!
She held him there for a moment, before giving his bottom lip a little nibble and finally breaking the kiss. Barric was too stunned to even react.
"My name is Luna Knight..." She began in a voice just low enough for only Barric to hear.
"I left my home because I was the Princess of wolves and my father the King was about to make me marry a tiny spoiled little Prince and make me Queen... But I want to be free." She told him.
"You don't say..." Was all Barric could manage.
The Queen took his hand into hers.
"We will meet again one day... You have given me the best challenge I've ever had." She told him with a fanged smile.
"But I'll always be the champ." She said, taking his arm and quickly tossing him from the battle box, sending him flying and falling back through the same hole he had made in the stands earlier that day.
With this the crowd went wild as the Queen stood there panting and ultimately undefeated for the day as the sun fell below the horizon.
Barric laid there in the grass, staring up through the hole as he listened to the crowd cheer for their champion. His friends all peaked over the hole at him. He smiled at them and gave them a weak wave.
"Hey guys..." He said, just before passing out.