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Celebrity Fights- Stories / Re: Finish Her!
« Last post by BlueRoses on Yesterday at 11:53:31 PM »Always loved this matchup in my mind!
1992: Michelle Pfeiffer VS Rebecca De Mornay
Michelle had just achieved great acclaim for her performance as Catwoman, a role Rebecca had auditioned for! To bask in her success, Michelle fought wearing her already iconic catsuit.
“You really thought this ridiculous outfit was going to frighten me?” mocked Rebecca as she buried her knee deeper into the crotch of the prone and flailing Pfeiffer. “You need to be shown your place.”
As Rebecca scooted forward to sit on Michelle’s stomach, she was caught off guard by a searing pain in her chest. In desperation, Michelle had raked the claws of her costume across the impressive bosom of her attacker.
Rebecca cried out as she looked down at her chest and saw thin red lines forming across her titflesh. “I wasn’t trying to frighten you, dear,” smirked Michelle. “I wore this costume because it represents my success. And your failure.”
Michelle tried to claw at Rebecca once more, but this time she was ready. Blocking Michelle’s lunge, Rebecca chided her: “No surprise you’re attacking my tits, you jealous skank.” With fierce yells, they each grabbed one another by the hair and rolled around in a hateful frenzy. The usual cries of “Bitch” and “Slut” were punctuated by harsh slaps to the face and body of their despised rival.
Finally, Rebecca landed on top. She bounced her ass hard onto Michelle’s tender belly, drawing a pained gasp, before viciously slapping her face back down to the floor. Rebecca wasn’t done yet. She grabbed Michelle with both hands by her mask and hair and slammed her head down to the ground repeatedly.
“You call this success, Pussycat?” she sneered as Michelle’s eyes turned glassy. “I guess it kind of is. You’ve probably been fantasising about this for years. Well if you’re gonna dress like a gimp, you’re gonna get used like one.”
Rebecca slid her ass forward once more so that her crotch was now right above her opponent’s face. She sat down, using her legs to pin Michelle’s arms helplessly to the floor. Rebecca took a moment to bask in the panic that set into Michelle’s eyes as she realised what was about to happen. Without further ado, Rebecca facesat Michelle. She rocked back and forth, slowly at first before building a tremendous pace, only stopping when she was fully satisfied.
When Rebecca had finally finished with Michelle’s now-dishevelled face, she leaned down to the superstar’s ear and whispered: “I own you. And the night is still young.”
Defeated, humiliated and now claimed by her impossibly smug rival, the semi-conscious Michelle could do nothing but accept the truth of this proclamation. She was left as nothing more than a mess on the floor, the acclaim of her performance in Batman Returns serving as little comfort indeed in the face of complete subservience to her conqueror.