The wind rustled through the bamboo reeds as the two pupils took their places at the ends of their makeshift arena. It was nothing but a small clearing of stamped down dirt cut out from the bamboo forest in a hasty afternoon's work, but it would do well for their needs. A simple dirt floored ring was all they needed to settle their little dispute.
 
Plum was sure of it, at least. He'd fought and trained tirelessly to ensure his prowess, and the cocky nature that Peach had been giving off was an insult to his very schooling. It was time that he showed her exactly what his hard work was worth! He was going to wipe that smug smile off of her face.
 
"Ready over there, sourpuss?" Peach asked, casually resting her arms behind her head.
 
"Ready." Plum said, assuming a fighting stance, "I just hope you are."
 
Peach shrugged, as if to say "I don't care if I am or I'm not." Probably the most pressing matter on her mind was going to get some meat buns after the fight. Plum took that as an invitation to start fighting, and rushed headlong at his foe. The moment he was in range, Plum snapped out with a flurry of punches, but his fists met nothing but thin air.
 
Without even opening her eyes to recognize the attack, Peach had nimbly ducked out of the way by simply bending backwards. Plum was shocked, but only for a moment before redoubling his resolve. He threw a sweeping kick to knock her off balance, but Peach leaped over his leg, landed on one hand and sprung backwards to land on her feet once more. She smugly crossed her arms and gave him a cocksure grin.
 
"Careful with those punches, ya might hurt someone." She said.
 
Plum was starting to lose his composure. He darted forward with a lunging punch, then followed it up with a barrage of blows. He kept his eyes on Peach for each strike, and yet as each fist moved forward she dipped out of the way. Peach was shaking him off as easily as one would shake dirt from a rug. Finally, seeing an opportunity for an unexpected strike, Plum followed up a left hook by turning and snapping out an explosive back kick! Surely this would hit her, he thought as his leg shot out with the force of a cannon.
 
And yet his foot found no solid ground to land on. Peach had not only evaded the back kick aimed squarely at her chest, but she'd somehow disappeared in the mere fractions of a second that Plum had taken to turn around. It was only moments later that he noticed her shadow descending on him, far too late.
 
"Incoming!" Peach cried out as she landed, butt first on Plum's head. She knocked him flat on the ground and started rubbing her sweaty posterior in his face, "Gawsh Plum, I'm really working up a sweat! Can ya tell~?"
 
Plum wanted to throw her off, but before he could regain his composure Peach casually blasted him dead in the face with a hot gust of fetid flatulence. It was strong enough to shake the bamboo around them and so foul that even Peach had to fan her nose and stick out her tongue at the heavy, meaty aroma.
 
"Pyew! Sure doesn't smell like peaches, does it? Must be those panda buns~" She bounced her large backside on his face a few more times before standing up and pulling down her shorts. As one final insult she spanked her bare butt at him and stuck out her tongue, "I think we can call this one, kiddo. Unless you've got something else up your sleeve."
 
Plum pulled himself up to his knees, his pride wounded beyond repair. He wasn't going to take such an insult lying down! No, he had something up his sleeve, something he promised he wouldn't use in friendly combat. His Plum Fist technique could shatter boulders and now he was going to use it to turn Peach Cookie into crumbs. His body crackled with energy as he lunged forward, thrusting his fist into her like a crashing tide beating down on the shore--
 
Slurp~
 
But he'd made a grave miscalculation. Plum's fist instead went straight up Peach's asshole where the impact was completely absorbed. Plum was now shoulder-deep into Peach's peach and all he'd gotten for it was making Peach give out a girlish coo of pleasure. She clenched her asshole, preventing him from pulling out,
 
"That was a mistake," Peach said, giving him another point blank fart while he was trapped, "and I'm gonna show you why."
 
She closed her eyes and focused, clenching her core and slurping Plum up backwards. The confused cookie didn't have a moment to think about it before he was yanked straight into Peach's tight, slimy bowels. He kept struggling even as his wiggling little feet were pulled in after him and her rectum closed behind him. His thrashing was starting to agitate Peach's guts, and she started to focus in on the feeling of him wriggling inside of him.
 
"Time... to..." Peach groaned, clenching her gut and giving off a final grunt, "FINISH THIS!"
 
Peach lifted her butt upwards and let out a thunderous fart, blowing hot peachy gas out with such tremendous force that it tore down the bamboo forest behind her. Her explosive gas went on for nearly a minute straight, her plump posterior wobbling the entire time, and when it finally sputtered to a stop Peach sighed and wiped the sweat from her head.
 
"Wow Plum," She said, giving her now even larger butt a slap, "That was probably the hardest I've ever worked! Good job~"