Alice in Dreamland

  
Alice was slow about going to bed with guys she liked. This was not out of moral or religious considerations; they had little influence on a woman who had so many one night stands. The men she wanted long term had to wait because Alice first needed to box with them in her basement gym. Alice usually fought these men wearing nothing but her red boxing gloves.
The potential lovers had to be knocked unconscious for Alice to fully enjoy the sex that was bound to follow. So Alice had to know two things before she stepped into the ring with any man: 1.) did he behave like a gentleman  before their bout , and 2.) was he a better fighter than her. Alice wanted to be sure she was safe during the private match and she didn't want to be the one who got knocked out.
And the system worked. Alice deftly weeded the impatient from the patient and gave the relationship the physical nurturing it needed for a month and then got her intended in the ring.
The men were so astounded at seeing Alice naked when she removed her silk dressing gown, that the fight didn't last very long.  No later than round three Alice delivered just the right punch and

WHAM!!

her new boyfriend was on his back, where she liked them best, sleeping through the ten count. Most were equally surprised to wake up in Alice's bed.

While conducting try outs for a long term boyfriend, Alice met Chris. They were regulars at the Amazonia Boxing Club, so Alice wondered why they had not hooked up earlier.
Chris performed perfectly during the one month probation. He was a born gentleman and during the sparring matches with Alice, he could never seem to be put her completely in her place.Alice got horny very fast. She had Chris in her basement gym after their second sparring match.
Like the previous contenders, Chris stood amazed at the naked woman parading her body around the ring, throwing punches in the air before the fight started.
"Do you think I might do you some damage, Chris?"
When the automatic buzzer squawked, Alice charged Chris only to be halted a few feet in front of him by Chris's open glove clasping her throat.
"What the fuck are you doing!" Alice was barely able to choke out, her fists swinging rapidly at Chris but never connecting.
"Knocking you out!" Chris explained.
BAM!!
The upper cut launched Alice into the stratosphere. She felt herself rise up gently, head back, arms at her side. Alice saw bright stars twinkle blue and yellow and the dancing northern lights. Floating contentedly, her eyes closed and Alice went into dreamy sleep.
Alice had no sensation of slamming onto the canvas.

Alice dreamed she was a cave woman, with lovely blond locks, stand up tits and fine hips and buttocks. She was the most desirable female in the cave clan.
Wanting to settle down and start a family, Caveman Chris silently crept behind Alice as she was decorating the walls of her cave. He raised the wooden club to the right angle above Alice's head and brought it down forcefully.
BONG!!
Alice went stiff as she smiled. Her eyes fluttered a few time and then closed. Chris carried the limp cave woman over his shoulder to his own cave. It was the way Alice always wanted to be taken.

Like her previous male competitors, Alice woke in her bed. Her vision cleared and focused on Chris who was seated at her side. "What the hell happened?" she demanded in a low moan.
"I knocked you out, like I promised." Chris said, smiling.
Alice's face hurt, but the elation generated by her dream was still with her. "Why did you clobber me so fast?"
"Guys talk at the Amazonia, you know. And the word is: 'If you want to get laid by Alice, take your KO lumps. It's worth it.' But I figured instead of laying down to you, that you should lay down for me!"
Chris placed an ice pack on Alice's bruised jaw. Suddenly, she found it hard not to look at Chris.