Indeed, Peggy was knocked out cold. Her body was limp in the corner, and you laughed. However, the referee wasn't laughing, and the audience wasn't pleased.
"What's wrong?! Did you not like that match?!" You yelled angrily at the crowd. The ref tugged on your arm and looked you in the eye.
"That wasn't your opponent. That was her SISTER, here to help her into the ring!" The ref grunted. You looked at the area where Peggy had entered the ring, and a young girl got in. And by young, she had to be 9 or 10 years old! She was also a spotted pupgirl, but she was wearing a pink T-shirt with a rabbit head on it and a pink skirt, with a large, plush-looking diaper on!
"Umm, you're joking, right? She's a little kid! And she's in a diaper at her age?"
"Don't look down on me." The little girl said to you in her high pitched voice. "My name is Powderpaw Penny, and I'm a LOT stronger than my sister."
"Oh, really? Well, I guess I shouldn't go easy on you then." You chuckle, but you were hesitant. Could you REALLY beat up and assault a kid like this? Sure, she'd made it into the league, but she was just a kid.
Of course, unknown to you, that kid's gut was working up something fierce, and that fluffy diaper was a part of her fighting style!
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