Stomach Punching Stories Novels & Stories

He mocks and looks at me as if he's about to punch me, but I'm not scared. "You're insane, banging into new folks as if you own this area," I teased him back, which enraged him, and he punched me in the face, but I wasn't surprised. I didn't care about the other people chanting 'fight' around us, so I chose to punch him too. With one or two combos, they aren't assisting this man. I suppose he is powerful like me, but he doesn't know what crime I committed. "You shithead!" The man shrieked and kicked me in the stomach, but I could still fight, so I punched him again in the stomach and then punched him on the jaw with my right fist, and he was down, vomiting blood and gasping for air.

He moved in closer, gripped some of my hair, and said, "You think you'll get away with it like this? You're going to have to deal with hell from now." I spit in his face, which enraged him more, and he punched me in the stomach causing me to stumble. I hit him in the groin, causing him to fall to the floor, and when the other guy tried to hit me, I punched him in the nose, and stomped on his feet, causing him to back away from me. I wiped the blood from my lips, grabbed both phones, smashed them again, and said, "Go ahead and upload whatever pictures you want now."

"What is that?" "I won't sign the document. I'd rather give all the money to charity than to have an undeserving mistake of a man sign this paper." I spat at him. His face reddened, and his eyes followed suite as he lurched at me with a heavy punch on my stomach. His fingers gripped a handful of my hair so tight I thought my scalp would come off. My stomach churned at the pain that burned within me, my mouth tasting like copper. I felt like throwing up but nothing came out which was disappointing because I wanted to have my nausea on him.

I adjusted my knee and planted my legs into the ground firmly in anticipation of what was about to happen next. She picked up the pace and closed the distance between us in one jump. She brought her hand down heavily as she landed in front of me. I raised one of my arms to block the hand she was bringing down on me but she took that opportunity to send a punch into my stomach knowing there was no way I could block it. Shit. Old habits die hard. I felt the impact of her punch explode in my stomach and my entire body trembled. My back arched in pain and I groaned.

He kept hitting and kicking me, focusing on my torso and middle, unrelenting, even when I started screaming at him toplease, please stop and won’t somebody help me, he’s killing me. “Please just stop it, please I ...” Then it happened. He picked me up again and he slammed me so hard on the floor that I landed on my stomach. It was like getting stabbed with a hot poker. I screamed because the pain was so intense, like I was being ripped apart, but he kept on stomping on my stomach even as I started to choke on my own blood.

The man grabbed his collar and punched twice on his stomach. “Ugh…” Henry August groaned in pain and bent down. Gritting his teeth, he endured the pain. The man didn’t release his collar and pulled him up. At that time, Henry August felt stabbing pain in his stomach. He gasped and looked at the man with wide eyes. The man had a villainous smirk on his face. Within a blink, another man stabbed him from his back as well.

I stood up, trying to hide the stupidity in my thoughts. " Let's do this." I faced him, I was way too small compared to this man. " Try to hit me in my stomach, if you succeed, you'll get your phone". That was a tempting offer, I smiled and mustered all my courage, I need to get this phone. I threw the first punch, but he dodged it. I tried the second one and he stopped it with his hands. " Is this allowed, it's cheating," I complained. " The only rule is for you to hit my stomach."

My jaw clenched and I clenched my fist. They approached me and one of them grabbed my jaw. It pressed causing my lips to part. I moved my head to the left to avoid someone grabbing my jaw. He just laughed at what I did. I don't know them and when did they have the right to hurt me? A heavy hand landed on my stomach. Not just one and more in a row. Every punch they hit my stomach was accompanied by kicks and kicks. Every move made me wince at the same time as I groaned at the pain in my body.

He was done for. He opened his mouth again, but couldn’t find the right words. That was when it came. The first punch to his stomach that made him bend forward. It came when he least expected it. First, the men were quite some distance from him, but one of them zoomed up close to him so fast that his eyes could not even catch him move. He was suddenly all up in his face and before he could say ‘jack!’, he had already doubled up against the ground from the punch.

Tonia's POV. He punched me again, and I thought that I would die. The pain that filled my stomach was intense. Tears filled my eyes, and I dropped to the floor. I thought that he would stop at the punches, but he didn't. He started kicking me in the stomach. One of the kicks forced blood out of my mouth. The pain was getting too much for my body to bear. “Your baby must be strong,” He mocked and kicked me in the stomach.