About two weeks after Monica had given Osaka a good beating, he gained back his confidence and determination. He and his girlfriend had some serious talks and she agreed to give him another chance and come back to him. The big mans spirit soared and he was instantly happy. He trained for his next match with renewed vigor. He felt like his old self again. He easily won his next match and immediately started negotiations to set up rematches with the sumo wrestlers he had recently lost matches to. He wanted to avenge those losses and get back on track. He especially wanted to avenge his loss to the American sumo wrestler. That was not only a blemish on his record, but an embarrassment to his pride.

A few months later Osaka was back on top of the sumo wrestling world again. He had dispatched all of his opponents with strength and cunning. Critics said they had not seen in a sumo wrestler for years with such amazing ability. He was again being touted as the future Champion of the sport. He felt he was back where he belonged. The losses he had suffered were a thing of the past. They had all been avenged and he had totally outclassed and destroyed the American. With all the praise being heaped on him, he began to believe he was invincible and unbeatable. But he was not completely satisfied yet. The fight he lost to Monica was weighing heavily on his mind. He believed in his heart he would not be a true Champion until he avenged his loss to the young American bitch who had humiliated him in his own home. He convinced himself he lost that battle because he was despondent and unhappy. His fighting spirit had not been at it's peak and she took advantage of that fact to beat and humiliate him.

He had to right that wrong and beat the young American bitch in battle. Only after redeeming himself against her, would he truly feel like a Champion. It still seemed inconceivable that black haired American female had beaten him. His monstrous 530 pound frame should have easily defeated her 113 pound feminine body. It just didn't seem possible that he could have lost. But he did. The mental picture in his mind of him lying in the floor at her feet and crying like a baby haunted his thoughts and dreams every day and night. He remembered seeing her bare toes inches from his face and falling apart. It made him feel like a weak and useless broken man. There was only one way to rid himself of that degrading feeling and shed the disgrace of losing to a smaller female. He must challenge her to another fight and win. There must be no doubt left in her mind or his, that he was totally superior to her in battle. Only then could he truly be a Champion.

He knew his parents would be gone this weekend. Tamiko and Monica would be there practicing their gymnastics and Language lessons. It was the perfect opportunity to win back his respectability and honor. The black haired American bitch was in for a big surprise. Osaka would teach her a lesson she would never forget. Tamiko too if she tried to intervene. It was Saturday afternoon and the house was silent. Monica and Tamiko were in the training room, talking over how their training had gone that day. "I think we are getting very good Monica. I believe we will represent our respective Countries with honor. What do you think my friend?" "I believe you're right Tamiko. We have done very well the past few months and are getting better each day. Especially you with your Balance Beam exercise. You do an excellent job in that routine and I expect you will win a medal." "Thank you my friend. I too think you will win a medal with your floor exercise. It is the most exciting routine I have ever seen."

"Thank you Tamiko. That means a lot to me coming from you. It's a shame we can't be team mates instead of adversary's in the Olympic games. But I will be routing for you to do your best and I wish you luck." "I too am sad we will be opposing each other in the games. And I also wish you the best of luck. I will always be your friend Monica, what ever happens." "I feel the same Tamiko. Our friendship is very important to me and that will never change." She replied. "OK, enough sad talk. We have finished our gymnastic practice and our Language lessons for the day. Would you like to work on your fighting skills Tamiko? Or is there something else you would rather do?" "Yes, I would like to continue learning to fight Monica. I am very excited about the prospect of becoming a good fighter. And the lessons are enjoyable."

The two girls were standing in the middle of the floor exercise mat when Osaka entered the room. He noticed Tamiko mimicking Monica's moves as she showed his younger sister how to turn her body to get the maximum amount of power into her punch. It irritated the big man to see the American bitch showing Tamiko how to fight. He would put a stop to it right now. The two girls heard Osaka come in and smiled as they cheerfully greeted him. Tamiko was happy for her brother and his reconciliation with his girl friend. She was glad his focus had returned and he was back on top of the sumo wrestling world again. Monica was happy for him too. Their smile quickly changed to concern when they saw the scowl on his pudgy face. As they watched him advance toward them, Tamiko could tell by the way he was stomping that trouble was on his mind. She bravely stepped between him and Monica when she noticed he was staring at her with hatred in his eyes. Her 5 foot 1 inch 101 pound female body was dwarfed by the enormous size of the twenty two year old sumo wrestler.

"Step aside Tamiko. or you will get hurt too." He told her. "No Osaka. I will not allow you to disrespect my guest in our home. What has come over you? You have your life back and should be happy. Why do you look at my friend with such hatred in your eyes? Monica has done nothing to warrant your behavior. Now please, leave us in peace Osaka." "What do you mean the American bitch has done nothing. Do you not remember the beating she gave me a few months ago? She humiliated me and took my pride. My honor demands that I avenge myself on the field of battle. Now step aside Tamiko, or you will be an unfortunate casualty. I can not be stopped." Osaka never dreamed in a million years his younger sister would strike him. So he was taken completely by surprise when she did. "You leave me no choice Osaka. I must defend my guest. "SMACK!" Tamiko threw a hard right to his mouth that cut his lip and made it bleed. When he got over the shock of being punched by his younger sister, his large face filled with rage.

Monica assessed the situation immediately. Tamiko was not ready to take on her gigantic brother yet. She knew she had to do something before Osaka hurt Tamiko. If her friend were to be injured because of her, she would never forgive herself. Before Osaka could retaliate, Monica went into action. Taking a step with her left foot for momentum, Monica turned her gymnastic body sideways and leaped in the air. Both muscular legs shot out in front of her. "WHAM!..WHAM!" Her bare feet slammed into his chest, knocking him several feet back. "You're not ready yet Tamiko, let me handle this." She told her friend. "I don't know what your problem is Osaka. But I'm about to fix it for you. The beating I gave you last time will seem like a tea party compared to the one I'm going to give you if you persist in threatening me." "SILENCE YOU AMERICAN BITCH!" I'm going to rip you apart with my bare hands." He threatened.

"OK fat boy, don't say I didn't warn you. I hope you have another diaper. Because that one is going to be full of shit when I'm through knocking it out of you." The big mans face turned red with anger and a loud murderous scream burst forth from his lips as he charged Monica. "UUUGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" His enormous 530 pound 6 foot 4 inch body came at her like a runaway freight train. With her black pony tail flying, the 5 foot 5 inch 113 pound gymnast reacted instinctively. Monica sprang to her right in a cart wheel. The charging Osaka stopped his forward charge and turned his rotund body toward her. Monica was already on the move. A leaping front flip drove her bare feet into his chest again. "WHAM!..WHAM!" The blows sent him reeling back and off balance. A forward hand spring landed one foot on his chest and the other flush to his face. "WHAM!..WHAP!" Osaka dropped to the floor on his back.

"Stay down and apologise Osaka and we'll forget this ever happened. If you get up, I'm going to humiliate you beyond your wildest dream. You just got your life back on track. So do the smart thing and apologise, before I give you a beating you may not recover from this time. This is your last warning." Monica shook her pretty head when the big man climbed to his feet. "Have it your way wimp, it's your funeral. But you'll soon wish you had listened to me." Monica attacked with the speed of a jungle cat. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Then jumped back out before he could grab her. His nose was broken and both eyes were in incredible pain. Darting in from another angle, she went to work on his large girth and ribs. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" She was out again before he knew what had happened. His mouth, cheeks, and jaw were his next facial features to feel the wrath of the agile female fighter. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" He winced in pain and snarled at the American bitch gladiator.

Giving the mountain man no respite, she relentlessly drove her fists into his face and body with extreme accuracy. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" She always seemed to attack a part he was unable to defend. Her red, white, and blue form fitting gymnastic uniform became a blur of colors. Her quick reflexes kept her out of danger while she slowly chopped the big man down. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" Osaka was beginning to worry. His ribs felt cracked, his large mid section was red and tender, and his face was swelling and in terrible pain. The black haired American bitch was smiling at him while she systematically took him apart. He was never fast enough to catch her with one of his thunderous blows and couldn't move his gigantic frame quick enough to avoid hers. And her taunting mouth was irritating and thoroughly getting on his nerves.

"You're in deep trouble Osaka. Smacking you around is as easy as hitting the big bag I have hanging from the ceiling in my basement. You fight back about as well as it does too." She told the big sumo wrestler while she laughed at his pitiful attempts to punch her. "Your punches are comical and inadequate wimp. It's like I'm fighting a two year old little boy instead of an overweight grown man." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His pudgy face swelled like air had been pumped into it. Getting more pissed off by the second at her smart mouth, he fired a huge left roundhouse with the intention of taking her head off and shutting her up. Monica ducked under it and drilled him in the ribs and kidney. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" The force of the blows caused him to bend over to his left in pain. Seizing the opportunity, Monica leaped up on his back and sat across his shoulders with her crotch jammed up against the back of his neck. She swung her legs under his arm pits and then out and around to hook his massive arms with her bare feet and bringing them inward to be trapped against his sides.

With the big man immobilized and at her mercy, she reached down with her left hand and cupped his chin. Pulling his head back while slightly leaning to her right, his pudgy face was a clear target for her hard right fist. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Her right arm started pumping up and down like a machine set on automatic. Punch after punch slammed into the poor mans unprotected face, swelling it three times it's size and making it a bloody mess. Although Osaka's mighty arms were twice the size, he couldn't budge Monica's muscular legs and free himself. All the years of gymnastic training had built the muscles in her legs to the point of being rock hard and very strong. The helpless giant staggered around the room while Monica rode him like a stallion and beat his face to a bloody pulp.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Screams of anguish and pain bounced off of the walls and filled the room. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Tears poured from his eyes to wash away the bloody stains on his cheeks, only to be replaced by fresh blood each time she drove her hard fist into his battered face. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Tamiko watched with mixed feelings rushing through her young body. She felt sympathy for her big brother. But seeing the much smaller Monica dominate the bulky grown man was erotically exciting and turning her on. She couldn't wait to be a good enough fighter to take on her gigantic brother and reduce him to a whimpering little boy who crawled at her feet and feared her hard female fists. Osaka finally succumbed to the terrible beating he was receiving. His large, thick legs buckled and he dropped to his knees. Monica unwound her legs from his massive arms and placed her bare feet on the floor. She stepped away from the badly beaten big man and turned back toward him with her hands splayed out on her shapely hips. She looked down and smiled.

Osaka's fore head was resting on the floor. His monstrous body was wracked with sobs and shaking uncontrollably. Wailing sounds were coming from his busted, swollen mouth. Monica knew he was beaten and no longer a threat to attack her. She had broken the spirit of the big man for the second time. All that remained was for him to admit it to himself. "Have you had enough Osaka? Or should I continue to prove you're no match for me? I'm far to good for you to handle wimp. You're a pathetic loser and you always will be. Admit defeat Osaka. Or I will beat you senseless and knock you out." The sobbing giant was ready to give up and admit she had won. But her cocky attitude and confident swagger was more then he could take. He struggled to his knees and looked her in the eyes. "FUCK YOU AMERICAN WHORE!" He screamed. "CRACK!" Her uppercut exploded on his chin and sent his upper torso flying back to touch the floor behind him. As it sprang back up, Monica was standing there waiting with more devastating punches. "CRACK!" Another solid uppercut sent him back again. His enormous upper body was rocking up and down like a teeter totter with every punch.

"CRACK!" Down to the floor and spring back up for the next one. "CRACK!" Osaka was nearly out. His massive arms dangled useless at his sides, leaving him defenseless against the black haired female warrior and her rock hard fists. Monica beat the poor man without remorse or sympathy. "CRACK!" He was completely helpless and at the mercy of a tigress who would show him none. "CRACK!" This time she grabbed him by the throat when he bounced back up and held him there on his knees. "Give up Osaka and beg me to stop beating you. If you can beg and plead well enough, I may be persuaded to put an end to your massacre. Grovel at my feet fat boy and pray that I accept your pleading and let you crawl out of here. This is your last chance to save yourself." "BEG ME OSAKA! OR ELSE!" She turned loose of his throat and stepped back. His enormous, rotund body collapsed at her feet. His tears soaked the floor where he lie. The large sumo wrestler was barely conscious and not sure where he was at. He raised his battered, swollen face and tried to focus his nearly closed black and blue eyes. Something was inches from his face, but his blurry vision couldn't make out what it was.

He shook his battered head and blinked his painful, swollen eyes to try and bring it into focus. His eye sight finally cleared enough to see and his heart broke from the shame he felt. His tears fell like a roaring waterfall while he stared at her pretty toes and soft skinned bare feet. The American bitch who was one fifth his great size had beaten him again. Seeing her red painted toe nails just inches from his battered face, destroyed his will and spirit. His courage and heart quickly followed while he lie in the floor at her feet and wallowed in self pity. She had won. "You..w.w.win..M.M.Monica. I..adm.mit.. def.feat. Pl.pl.please..do..n.not..b.beat..me.. anym.more. I.. g.give..up. I..g.give..up." He said with great sobs. Monica looked down at the mountain size man she had beaten and smiled. "You need to work on your begging and pleading Osaka. But I'll allow your pathetic efforts to suffice this time. Now kiss my feet to show me you truly accept defeat and will not cause me anymore trouble in the future." "Pl.please..do.. n.not..sh.shame..me..M.Monica..by..f.forcing.. me..to..pref.form..such..a..degr.grading..act." He pleaded.

"You have no choice in the matter wimp. It is not debatable." "DO IT OSAKA! NOW!" She commanded. Fear overtook him when she raised her voice in anger. With his tears flowing rapidly down his battered, blood stained face, the badly beaten big man prostrated himself at her feet. He kissed her silky soft skin and pretty painted toes like he enjoyed it. Humiliation enveloped him like a blanket while he degraded himself. Monica had ordered him to do it so she would be sure he had accepted defeat. But as soon as his swollen lips touched her smooth skinned bare foot, she inhaled deeply and closed her blue eyes tight. This was the most enjoyable feeling she had ever experienced. Her young body tingled with pleasure as his swollen lips covered her soft skin and toes with kisses. Her pretty face was flushed with ecstasy. Monica hated to make him stop. But Tamiko needed to see how pleasurable this feeling was. "That's good enough Osaka. You did an excellent job and I am pleased with your performance. Now you will show your sister respect and kiss her feet while you beg her for forgiveness." "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" "Please Monica. Do not force me to shame myself at my sisters feet. It would be the ultimate humiliation." He begged.

"I'm not asking you wimp I'm ordering you. Beg your sweet sister for forgiveness and kiss her bare feet. Or I will beat you so bad your parents won't recognise you." "Come here Tamiko. Osaka wants to apologise for his behavior and beg your forgiveness." Osaka saw his young sister approaching and broke down and cried again. Kissing his sisters bare feet would demoralise and shame him beyond repair. But he couldn't face those terrible fists of Monica's. Tamiko stood in front of Osaka and grinned. She watched as he kissed her friends feet and saw how Monica had reacted. She looked like she thoroughly enjoyed it and wanted to see for herself if it felt as wonderful as Monica seemed to think. "Bow your head wimp and kiss your sisters feet. Show her you are sorry for interrupting our lessons." Osaka hesitated. He didn't want to get beaten anymore. But what she was ordering him to do was to degrading.

"You're trying my patience Osaka. I will not tolerate your disobedience for long. So do not push me." "START KISSING NOW OR YOU'LL GET A BEATING!" He could not stop his tears from flooding his battered face. Osaka lowered his head and placed his busted lips on Tamiko's bare feet. She instantly closed her eyes as well and savored the delicious feeling that was washing over her. This was absolute heaven. "Pl.please..forg.give..me..T.Tamiko. I..am.. so..s.sorry..for..wh.what..I..d.did." Tamiko reached down and grabbed Osaka by the hair and hauled him up to his knees. "Apologising to me for attacking my guest is becoming a habit with you Osaka. I forbid you to do it again." "IS THAT CLEAR!" She forcibily told him. "Y.Yes.. T.T.Tamiko. It's..cl.cl.clear.. It..will..n.not.. h.happen..ag.again. I..sw.sw.swear."

Tamiko Kenji

"Good boy. You must learn to control yourself big brother. You shame me and disgrace our family with your actions. I will not put up with you any longer." Tamiko turned her firm young body and put everything she had into the punch, just like Monica had taught her. "CRRRACK!" Her powerful uppercut snapped his head back like it had been hit by a fast moving sledge hammer. Tamiko watched his eyes roll back in their sockets before his overweight body slumped to the floor at her feet. He was sound asleep and didn't twitch a muscle. "Nice shot Tamiko. That was a picture perfect punch. I believe you're more ready then I originally thought." "Thank you Monica. I am rather proud of it. And it felt so good to knock him out. I think I'm going to enjoy knowing how to fight very much." She said with a cute smile.

The two female fighters high fived each other and giggled like small girls. "Yes Tamiko, I believe you will. You sure punched his lights out. I don't think Osaka will mess with you anymore after being hit with that punch." "That is a shame Monica. I was looking forward to giving him a good beating and knocking him out again. Maybe I can bully him into fighting me if he is afraid." She shyly responded. Monica almost fell in the floor laughing. "I think I have created a monster." "TAMIKO THE BULLY!" "Yes Monica, I believe you have. Isn't it wonderful." The two girls hugged each other and laughed until tears filled their eyes. Poor Osaka lie there sleeping like a baby, not realising his world had just been turned upside down. His life was about to change forever.