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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #1605 on: May 21, 2018, 01:03:23 PM »
FLASHBACK 1957: Mitzi Gaynor vs Debra Paget

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It had been anticipated as the battle of Hollywood's most beautiful legs, and such hopes were not disappointed.  Mitzi and Debra punished one another with an array of kicks and scissors, and inflicted torturous pain on each other's gams, swiftly rendering the shapely stems black and blue.

But now, at long last, victory appeared in site for one beauty, as Gaynor locked her devastating Figure Four Lock on her rival, causing Paget to howl in anguish.  "I'm going to make you cry and beg like a little baby, sugar!" the blonde said with a catty smile.  However, the redhead wasn't willing to give up, at least not without one last, desperate attempt to regain the upper hand.  Or, quite literally, turn the tide; rocking from side to side, Debra was able to build up enough momentum to suddenly turn herself and her blonde tormentor over.  Realizing too late what her opponent was attempting, Mitzi could only shriek "NOOOOOO!" as she suddenly found herself flipped over onto her belly, and all of the painful pressure of the Figure Four now reversed.  Gaynor screamed in agony, while Debra pressed her palms to the carpeted floor and pushed her upper body up, increasing her own leverage and the level of pain to the blonde's leg.  Mitzi thrashed, frantic to turn the pair over again, but Paget had placed her arms widely enough to thwart any attempt at a reversal.

Sweat glistened across the bodies of both beauties as they each panted hard for breath, Mitzi also choking back sobs and whines of anguish.  After what seemed like an eternity, tears streamed down Gaynor's face and she wailed out "NO MORE...STOP...I SUBMIT!!!"

It took a full minute for the two women to untangle their legs, and Debra's were so battered and spent, it took another minute more for her to even be able to stand up.  But when she finally did, she struck a triumphant victory pose over her conquered rival.

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Kat Dennings vs Courtney Stodden

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What was making this moment even worse for Kat was her opponent's laugh...that husky, gleeful chuckle.  Bad enough that the blonde was in control of the fight, but to hear that smug laugh of hers was infuriating Dennings.  Unfortunately, there wasn't much the brunette could do about it, as Stodden was mercilessly hammering away at Kat with punches and kneelifts to her belly and chest, staggering the embattled brunette, her bosom dancing wildly in its DD cups as chops cracked across her fair skin, turning it a blistering shade of red.

But the worst was about to come, as the blonde sudden halted her torrent of blows; grasping her dazed adversary's left wrist, Courtney swung her around in a circle with all of her might...and because of their close proximity to a wall, Kat found herself throw chest first into it!  She stumbled back moaning, having left two circular indentations in the drywall from her sized 34 breasts.

Now Stodden really had good reason to laugh as her rival was literally out on her feet.  A simple sweep of her foot took the brunette's legs out from under her, and Dennings crashed with a thud on her back.  Kneeling in a straddle over Kat and pinning her arms down, Courtney took great delight in taunting her opponent by 'pendulum slapping' her 32E breasts from side to side across Kat's face.  The brunette, used to being the one who torments her victims this way, whimpered "Stop it...", but the blonde ignored her.  Finally, Stodden pressed her chest down, enveloping her adversary's flushed face between her globes, and quickly rendering Dennings semi-conscious with her match-ending smother.

Mitzi Gaynor vs Debra Paget, an incredible battle of the redheads! And I LOVE redheads.

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« Reply #1606 on: May 23, 2018, 07:54:40 AM »
hell yeah!
i hardly ever see Mccord fights. good stuff

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« Reply #1607 on: May 25, 2018, 07:42:34 AM »
hell yeah!
i hardly ever see Mccord fights. good stuff

With a body like hers, you'd think she'd be more popular here... but, unfortunately... nope.

Another fight with some 'obscure' celebs that should have way more attention:

Rooney Mara vs Evan Rachel Wood.
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After a long, grueling, and mostly even fight, Mara has Evan dead to rights as she straddles the redhead's waist with her knees and thighs trapping Wood's arms to her sides. "Just give up now Evan." Rooney said as she squeezed her right hand into Wood's cheeks, forcing her lips to purse while she looked up at the dominant brunette. She struggled violently, twisting and turning her upper body in a desperate, yet futile attempt to escape but Mara spread her legs and leaned forward to keep the redhead hopelessly pinned to the floor.

Pure rage filling her eyes, Evan's unrestrained legs came up from behind the brunette and suddenly pulled her back and slammed her to floor so hard that it left her in a groaning daze. Wood took a few moments to recover and then crawls over to the still moaning Rooney and uses a rough handful of hair to force Mara up to a sitting position. "You're dreaming if you think I'll give up to you!" Evan shouts as she takes a close seat behind the brunette and ensnares her thighs round Mara's slim waist.

Rooney groaned in anguish as her ribs were crushed and her arms were trapped behind her head in a full-nelson. She couldn't believe her fortune, she had Wood dead to rights and was now on the verge of tapping out to the redhead's crushing thighs and devastating arm-lock. "C'mon Rooney, give up just like your pathetic sister." Evan says with a mocking laugh as she flexes her thighs.

On the brink of submitting, Mara instead called upon her last vestiges of energy and forcefully kneed Evan in her back hard enough to knock the redhead from the perch she had on Rooney's stomach. Mara rolled over and collected herself on her hands and knees for a few moments as she watched the redhead struggle to regain her composure.

Rooney watched her opponent intently, waiting for the perfect moment that Wood pulled herself up to her hands and knees. The brunette suddenly lunged forward drove her knee into Evan's cheek, knocking her back down to her back with a pained groan of anguish.

"What was that you were saying about being superior...?" Mara asked sarcastically as she tore a hole in her pants and reverse-straddled the redhead's face. Evan struggled violently, twisting her shoulders and swaying her hips, but Rooney spread her knees further apart and held down Wood's hips with her hands while she scrubbed her pussy over the redhead's face.

"Still refusing to submit...?" The brunette asked as she continued to move her crotch up and down Evan's face. The defiant redhead absolutely hated what was being done to her but had limited options for recourse. In desperation, Wood attempted to drive her knees into her rival's head, but the dominant Rooney trapped Evan's legs under her arms. With every one of her rival's appendages trapped, Rooney's mouth watered when she glimpsed Evan's wet pussy.

"Whatever, loser" Mara chuckles a moment before she dives into Evan's pussy. Wood quickly regains consciousness, but she finds herself beneath Rooney's crotch. No matter how hard she pushes against the brunette's pale thighs, Mara remains seated on her face while still keeping the redhead's legs folded over her own body.

With Evan's legs tucked underneath her arms, Mara slowly rotated her hips in order to get most sexual satisfaction out of her rivals face. Evan was helpless; her arms trapped between Mara's thighs and her legs held underneath the brunette's arms. "Eat me, bitch!" Rooney shouts as she arches her back in order to force her pussy hard into Evan's face. "C'mon loser, you know you want it..." Mara shouted mere moments before her orgasm erupted on and doused Wood's face with her victory.

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« Reply #1608 on: May 25, 2018, 07:50:17 AM »
agreed
i could make a list of probably 25 underrated ladies
i guess I should start writing again
i think i might do an anna popplewell vs Tana mongeau

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« Reply #1609 on: May 25, 2018, 01:17:39 PM »
hell yeah!
i hardly ever see Mccord fights. good stuff

If you like Anne Lynn McCord watch her new show Let’s Get Physical. She looks amazing.

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« Reply #1610 on: May 25, 2018, 11:21:59 PM »
hell yeah!
i hardly ever see Mccord fights. good stuff

If you like Anne Lynn McCord watch her new show Let’s Get Physical. She looks amazing.

Watching it now, and can confirm; she is ridiculously attractive.

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« Reply #1611 on: May 26, 2018, 12:37:22 AM »
So I got a lot of positive feedback from the Lovato squashing Victoria Justice story on the previous page so here's a sequel of sorts inspired by an idea from another user on here :D

Victoria Justice vs. Miley Cyrus




Conventional wisdom would dictate that after Victoria's absolutely degrading defeat at the hands of Demi Lovato, during which she was squashed, broken, stripped, carried throughout the locker room and unceremoniously dumped in the back alley behind the arena like a sack of garbage, Justice would be far less ready and willing to instigate another tussle with anyone not named Lily Collins or Ariana Grande. But conventional wisdom seemed to evade the mouthy jobber who if anything felt even more bitter and bitchy after being so humiliated against Lovato.

Cut to tonight when Victoria comes out and again cuts a pre-match promo on the "trashy, slutty, sleazy, two-bit whorish hack Miley Cyrus"; her exact words! It didn't take long into Victoria's venomous and hateful diatribe before Miley had heard enough from backstage and had to shut this prissy little wuss up yet again! And once push came to shove, Cyrus made short work of Justice much to the delight of the audience so very eager to see if Miley could do Demi's previous demolition one better in shutting the mouthy cupcake up once again! Victoria's previously haughty manners were quickly reduced to red-faced shame after she was stripped of first her tight white top and then her matching short skirt exposing her in just a white lace bra and, of course, a virtually nonexistent white string thong that left very little of her crotch and pretty much nothing of her dierrere to the imagination! Why Victoria would think her outfit combined with that underwear choice would be a wise decision is anybody's guess, but it was clear by her pre-match tirade that Justice seemed to lack a little thing called foresight! Miley looked down at her prey and licked her lips with sinister glee coming up with the perfect thing to give Victoria yet another dash of good old-fashioned comeuppance!

"You know Vicky, for all that slut-shaming you came out here with, you're certainly wearing some very revealing undies yourself! I think YOU'RE the one that would like showing off themselves to everyone here tonight!" Cyrus declared which was met with a resounding cheer from the crowd and a fittingly pathetic squeal from the crawling away Justice on her hands and knees. Miley used her far superior strength in reach down and scooping the flailing creampuff in the always mortifying leg spread full nelson hold! Victoria's legs were both grabbed, spread wide and yanked up behind her body effectively bending her into a pretzel as she was carried and displayed around the ring with her barely thong-covered crotch wide open for everyone to take plenty of pictures of! The mortified Victoria couldn't even tap out because her arms all knotted up with her contorted legs behind her back so in a truly pathetic display she began squealing and begging in surrender technically given Cyrus the submission victory as the bell rang. But the spunky and sassy singer wasn't done! Miley stopped in the middle of the ring and, as Demi did before with her bone-shattering backbreaker, Miley suddenly dropped to one knee brutally smashing down Victoria right on her exposed snatch! Justice's eyes cartoonishly went cross-eyed from the tremendously painful cross drop but Miley still wasn't quite done yet.

Miley kept a hold of Victoria's contorted body and carried her over the ring ropes. Justice was still barely conscious but had no idea what she was happening until it was too late: Miley had actually tied her up in the ring ropes in this incredibly mortifying position. Victoria tried feebly to escape but had no chance with her lanky legs folded over her and now fully entwined in the ropes with her body folded in half with her own ankles and feet sticking up to the air next her head and things would only get worse for her as Miley then ripped both her bra and thong off with single tugs leaving her now completely naked with her perky free-swinging breasts and clean shaven pussy stretched wide like a landing strip under the bright lights of the stadium with nothing at all to cover them up! Poor Victoria could only weakly flop her tangled up limbs and sob like a baby as for all the tasteless jarbs she threw at Miley before the match for being quite the promiscuous hellcat, it was now Justice who was exposed and displayed like a piece of meat! For a finishing tough, Cyrus grew tired of her prey's sob story and shoved Victoria's own thong in her whining mouth as the referee girl raised her hand in victory in front of a highly appreciative crowd! Before waltzing back up the ramp in triumph leaving Victoria captive in the ring ropes for lord knows how long, Miley stood on the ring apron right next to her gagged victim and actually took a selfie posing right next to Justice and coming up with a great caption right there on the spot:

"NEXT TIME SOME1 TRIES SHAMING U 4 BEING YRSELF HANDLE THEIR HATER ASS #noslutshaming #squashed #sorrynotsorry"

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« Reply #1612 on: May 27, 2018, 01:21:18 AM »
So I got a lot of positive feedback from the Lovato squashing Victoria Justice story on the previous page so here's a sequel of sorts inspired by an idea from another user on here :D

Victoria Justice vs. Miley Cyrus

See folks?  A little bit of feedback and encouragement, and we all get to enjoy the bounty.  :)

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« Reply #1613 on: May 28, 2018, 06:13:50 AM »
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"After bitter feelings arose from their time filming "Jennifer's Body", the two ran into one another at a bar.  With liquid courage inside of both as well as lowered inhibitions the two charge towards one another to finally settle who the better woman is." 

The larger-framed Amanda takes control of their initial tie-up, to 'oohs and aahs' from the spectators in the bar. Grasping the brunette's shoulders, Seyfried slams Megan's lower back hard into the bar, forcing Fox to groan in agony. Licking her lips and squinting her eyes, the blonde doubled down and continued to bend her rival over the unforgiving wood to increasing shouts and hollers of approval from the gathering crowd.

Megan was gasping for breath as her fingers dug into the blonde's wrists, trying desperately to pry them, albeit unsuccessfully from her throat. Out of the corner of her eye, Fox saw the bouncer coming to break up the fight and not wanting to give Seyfried the satisfaction of 'winning' this quick scuffle, Megan forcefully rotated her hips and shoulders hard enough to send both women tumbling out the front door.

"Fucking cxnt!" Megan shouted down at her blonde rival as she was fortunate enough to land on top of her. She pinned Amanda's thighs down to the cement as she crawled up her rival's body and planted her ass on top of the blonde's tits. Fox absolutely adored the panicked look in Amanda's as leaned forward and pinned Seyfried's wrists to the ground above her head while she leaned down and scrubbed her modest chest into the blonde's helpless face.

"C'mon Amanda, didn't you learn your place during filming?" Fox asked in a dismissive tone as she scrubbed her tits in Seyfried's face. "You tried and failed to smother me out then, so what makes you think you can beat me now?" The brunette asked incredulously before she suddenly lunged forward and planted her pussy onto Amanda's defenseless mouth and nose. With her blonde rival's arms pinned to the concrete with her shins, Fox was free to use her hands to pull Amanda's face fully into her aroused pussy.

"That's it, loser, eat me out like the queen I am!" Megan moaned as she ground her sex into the blonde's face as Seyfried sobbed in humiliation.

While Fox was consumed in rapture, Amanda finally had the sense to use her legs and quickly drove both of her knees hard into Fox's back. With a shout, Megan was suddenly driven off of her foe, landing hard on her chest with a groan.

After taking a moment to catch her breath, Amanda spins around to confront her sputtering rival; and just as Fox catches her breath and rolls over onto her back, Seyfried pounces. With a scream of rage, the blonde lands hard right on Megan's lap, forcing the brunette's upper body to jackknife upward, just as the blonde had expected.

Her thighs already wrapped round Fox's waist without her knowledge, Fox was caught completely unaware when her blonde foe slammed her legs shut around her waist and used both arms to pull Megan's face fast and deep into her copious cleavage.

Megan struggled gamely for several moments, beating her fists into the blonde's back and sides, pulling futilely against Amanda's crushing thighs, scratching at her face and pulling her hair. Seyfried though, made absolutely sure that there was no escape for her brunette rival, holding Fox's face deep into her impressive cleavage.

Her breathing passages completely sealed, Fox's body eventually twitched and convulsed into unconsciousness between Amanda's amazing tits and thighs. Finally feeling her rival go limp, Seyfried suddenly gets wet the urge to completely dominate her rival. "Fucking worthless loser cxnt!" Seyfried shouts after pulling Megan's unconscious, drooling face out of her cleavage. The blonde lets Fox's upper body crash limply down onto the concrete in front of her.

Keeping her top on, Amanda slyly pulls her panties off as she slowly crawls up Fox's body; On her way up Seyfried takes a moment to crush Megan's modest tits underneath her ass while she arrogantly swivel's her hips atop the brunette's chest. Fox barely groans in response at the blonde's abuse but things are only about to get MUCH worse for her.

After Amanda's amazing tit-smother, Fox was hardly conscious enough to prevent Seyfried's equally as devastating face-sit. Megan once again groaned in frustration, but this time her hands were completely immobilized and her mouth and nose were completely smothered by Amanda Seyfried. "EAT ME, YOU LOSER cxnt!" The blonde shouted as she yanked up on Megan's hair while grinding her pussy into Fox's face.

"MMMHH, I'd LOVE for you eat me out again!" Amanda groans as she pulls her dripping pussy off of Fox's humiliated face.



Result from here:
https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=23716.0

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« Reply #1614 on: May 31, 2018, 02:35:40 AM »
Amy Lee VS Katy Perry The Betrail
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Over the past few months there has been a battle raging about the amount of pop artists taking over the charts, one of the most outspoken critics was Amy lee who believe all artist should sing their own songs and / or play their own instruments. For Amy this came to a head at a VMA awards where she lost out to Katy Perry for the third time and all the major awards when home with pop artists.

An after party had been set for all the nominees and special guest it had been going for several hours when Hayley Williams noticed that there had been screaming and shouting coming from the pool area for several minutes now and decided to and see what was happening. As she approaches the she hears the crowd shouting “Dunk the witch, Dunk the witch” what she sees shocks her to the core Katy Perry is holding on to the side of the pool, and under the water is Amy lee, her head trapped between Katy’s thighs unable to breath Hayley notices the on lookers cheering Amy’s demise and decided to do nothing to help her old friend.

Hayley finds out that this had been a one-sided beat down from the beginning with Amy being tossed around like a rag doll, just then Katy lifts her legs allowing Amy to appear above the waterline she breath heavily. Katy asks “you had enough?” to which she replies yes. Katy then asks several of the boys watching to help lift her victim out of the water which they did and dumped her at Katy’s feet and just in front of Hayley it only then she sees the evidence of the punishment Katy has been dishing out with scratches, cuts and the early signs of bruises all over her body.

Katy quickly mounts Amy and says “you like having air to breathe again?” she replies yes but is cut off by Katy burying Amy face between her boobs the crowd goes wild and starts to count. … 50,51,52 there’s no 53 Katy realises Amy is knock out. Katy gets off her and stands over her landing a few little kicks to her helpless opponent whilst celebrating.

Just the Katy locks eyes with Hayley, Hayley begins to tremble whilst looking at Katy as she stands with her foot on Amy chest, and clutching a glass of champagne. You did that song “Hard times, I love that the perfect pop song nice and cheerful” Thanks Hayley replies. Just then Amy looks at Hayley and says “Please Help Me”.

Katy says “Look Hayley you can join me and all my rich pop industry friends, or take your little depressed witch and get out of here.” Hayley takes a moment to think then lifts her foot and stomps on Amy lee’s face several times purposely trying to do as little damage as possible yet it still be convincing. They then walk away with Katy saying

Anyone wanted to screw a goth go for it. (Surprisingly it’s two women that approach her looking at each other and saying at the same timer threesome?).   

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Re: Finish Her!
« Reply #1615 on: June 03, 2018, 08:12:36 AM »
Vanessa Hudgens vs Hayden Panettiere
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They grunted and moaned in pain as one; each had her right hand clamped over the forehead of the other for an Iron Claw, while their left hands held their other wrists to keep their trembling arms in place.  Sweat glistened across their nubile bodies as they squeezed with all of the dwindling power they could muster, the pressure so great that their right hands were numb, their knuckles drained of color.

A properly applied Iron Claw not only causes pain from the squeezing, but the placement of the thumb and pinky fingers over the temples can inhibit the flow of blood to the brain.  And both Vanessa and Hayden were absolute experts of applying the Iron Claw.

The duel of clawholds had been going on for several minutes, each exacting a dreadful toll on the victims.  Their bodies quivered as they struggled to remain upright; their eyes glazed over and were starting to cross from the incessant pain.  It was only a matter of moments before one beauty would at last fall prey to the other.

Panettiere was certain to the marrow of her bones that her Iron Claw was superior.  Still...still...she couldn't take the risk that her arch-rival might somehow overwhelm her (as ridiculous as that may seem, the blonde reassured herself).  Thus, her clouding brain concluded, a shift in tactics was necessary.  Without warning, she released her clawhold from her opponent's forehead, the sudden cessation of pain confounding Hudgens.  That gave Hayden the few seconds she needed.  She pulled her left arm back, and then threw it forward, her fingers delivering a knife hand thrust to the brunette's throat.  Vanessa gasped and gurgled, releasing her own clawhold as her hands rushed to her neck and she stumbled backward, struggling for breath.

As she reels away from her adversary, panting hard for precious air, Hudgens turns her back to Panettiere...and that's all the opening the blonde needs.  With a rush of adrenaline as she gets her second...or is it third or fourth...wind, Hayden rushes at her unsuspecting foe, and then leaps on the startled brunette's back.  Wraps her legs around her rival's waist and grabs a handful of Vanessa's damp and matted dark mane with her left hand, yanking her head to the side to better expose her neck.  For with her right hand...albeit it not without some effort, as it remains numb from the clawhold...Panettiere jabs her thumb into the olive skin with an Asiatic Spike.  Hudgens squeals in anguish from this new torment, her senses swirling from the relentless agony.  She staggers around the room, amazingly not collapsing from the weight of her tormentor.  However, as the blonde viciously grinds her thumb into the embattled brunette's carotid artery, the increasingly vacant look in Vanessa's eyes make it bitterly obvious to the spectators that she cannot resist much longer.

A moment later, Hudgens drops to one knee, and then keens backward, landing atop Panettiere, who tightens her scissors around her opponent's waist and continues to apply the Spike.  Hayden doesn't even try to suppress a leering smirk and a chuckle of malicious glee as Vanessa moans in anguish, her taut body growing ever-more limp, a trickle of drool from the corner of her mouth.  Mere heartbeats later, the brunette gives a loud sad sigh, and then her entire body goes slack.

Triumphant, Hayden's reserves of power evaporate, and it takes her last dregs of strength to roll her slumbering nemesis off of her.  The blonde gets to her knees in an effort to stand up and claim her victory, but at long last the battering she had suffered in this match overcomes her, and with a sigh of her own she pitches forward, collapsing atop the body of Vanessa, Panettiere victorious but utterly spent.

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« Reply #1616 on: June 03, 2018, 12:03:25 PM »
Great fight between a couple of feisty little hellcats who make up for what they lack in stature with the athleticism and tenacity to take down larger opponents.  ;)

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« Reply #1617 on: June 03, 2018, 03:59:03 PM »
Great fight between a couple of feisty little hellcats who make up for what they lack in stature with the athleticism and tenacity to take down larger opponents.  ;)

2nd this! Typically great stuff Jack! Definitely one of those match-ups that begs for revisiting down the road :)

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« Reply #1618 on: June 04, 2018, 01:00:15 AM »
Thanks friends!  Hayden and Vanessa are definitely one of my all-time favorite match-ups, and I'm sure I'll be returning to them someday fairly soon.  :)

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« Reply #1619 on: June 06, 2018, 03:03:41 PM »





Emma Watson vs. Kristin Stewart

Emma Watson was drenched in sweat and on wobbly legs as Kristin Stewart grabbed a mop of her hair and dragged her hated enemy towards the bar. She then pounded Emma’s forehead off the bar countertop one…twice...three times. The blows further stunned Watson and her eyes rolled up in the back of her head.

The two young women had been engaged in a brutal bar fight for close to an hour now. Momentum had shifted back and forth several times but Kristin had been having her way with Emma for the last 20 of those minutes and it looked like only a matter of time until the American fighter put away her British rival.  Both fighters were barefoot and dressed in tight blue jeans and tank tops, a black one for Emma and a white one for Kristin. They were roughly the same size. Emma was arguably stronger but Kristin was a little quicker and more skilled, which had proven decisive so far.

Emma had targeted Kristin’s belly and a couple of times had blasted her with knees and elbows that gutted her rival so badly that she almost brought the American to tears but Kristin had recovered and targeted Watson’s head. Head butts, rabbit punches and straight right crosses had discombobulated Emma and left her vulnerable.

After the blows against the bar, Kristin leaned over Emma and pressed her body against her rival, her crotch pushing against Emma’s butt. Kristin whispered in her ear: “How are you doing, sweetheart? Feeling a little dizzy, huh? Legs feeling a little rubbery? You wanna give up, Emma, huh? You want me to put you to sleep?”

An angry Emma tried to fire an elbow into Kristin’s stomach but the American saw it coming and fired a knee straight up between Emma’s legs.

“oh…oh…nnngghhh….” Emma whimpered, her eyebrows arching in agony and her hands reaching down to her crotch to try and massage out some of the blinding pain that was paralyzing her.

“Ha!” Kristin laughed in triumph.

She spun around Watson  and prepared to put her away for good when Emma crashed a glass mug against the side of her rival’s head!

Kristin had never seen the blow coming and immediately pooled onto her knees in front of Emma.

Emma could hardly believe how successful her last minute gambit had been and smiled as much in relief as triumph. .

She grabbed Kristin by her ponytail to steady her and then fired a knee directly into the American’s chin, rattling her teeth.

Liking the result, Emma pulled back her leg and fired another knee in the same spot.

Then another.

Then another.

Then another.

The vicious knee strikes rattled Kristin’s brains and quickly reduced her to jelly.

Emma then dropped to her knees herself. She grabbed Kristin by the shoulders and stretched her out on the dirty bar floor. She reached one arm behind Stewart’s hips to prop up her stomach. She then used her free arm to start firing stiff punches deep into the pit of Kristin’s  belly. Her earlier softening of the American’s mid-section paid off now and each additional blow caused Kristin to twist and writhe in agony.

“How do you like it, honey? How do you like being the one in pain?” Emma purred.

After a couple of dozen more gut shots, the fight was thoroughly beaten out of Kristin and she was nothing more than a rag doll, a line of drool dribbling out of one corner of her mouth.

Emma then put on the coup de grace, slithering up Alexandra’s body so that the two young women were pressed tightly against each other. Emma then wrapped one arm around the back of Kristin’s head and pushed her face deep into Emma’s cleavage. Emma thenwrapped the other arm around Kristin’s head to further secure the hold and to blind her by blocking her eyes.

Kristin suffered from claustrophobia and she immediately started panicking as soon as the breast smother was applied. She started bucking frantically in an effort to dislodge Emma but her rival stayed stuck to her like glue.

“Whoa, Nelly! What are you trying to do girl? Trying to get free? Haha. I don’t think so, sweetie. I don’t think so,” Emma laughed in triumph.

Kristin tried to roll them over but Emma held fast and pressed her full weight against her enemy, pinning her in place.

With every passing second, more and more strength was drained from Kristin. Emma was already overheated from the long fight by the time she applied the breast smother. Now all the heat from her gorgeous body, all the sweat, was being transferred to the trapped Kristin. It made the American feel feverish and sick. She opened her mouth, trying to gulp in air like a fish but all she got for her efforts was more of Emma’s tits stuffed into her face.

Finally Kristin just started screaming in fear and frustration as the claustrophobia and body heat overwhelmed her. Emma just smiled. And kept feeding her tit. Kristin’s movements got more and more sluggish until she was completely drained. Her eyes closed. The last of her strength left her and her muscles relaxed into surrender.

“You give up, honey? Huh? You give up to me? No? Alright, EAT SOME MORE TIT,” Emma cackled in triumph.

Even though fight was long over now, Emma kept the breast smother one for several more long minutes, making sure that Kristin learned her lesson.

Finally she peeled off her tits from Kristin’s clammy, red face. Emma then grabbed her by the hair and posed her unconscious rival while bar patrons took photos on their smart phones of the triumphant Brit.

“Everyone get a shot of this,” Emma ordered. “You all saw. I beat her fair and square,” she proclaimed, ignoring the use of a foreign object.  “I want this bitch’s defeat well documented. She thought she had me but I gutted her weak little tummy good and then gave her a good helping of tit sandwich. Now we all know who the better woman is, don’t we?”

Emma then spent the next half an hour having her photo taken in various victory poses with the deeply unconscious and thoroughly beaten Kristin.
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