[Kayla]

Here's another story from Mr Chain's Catfight story site from a few years ago, and features Tasha in her debut fight here, who later narrowly beat me in the Supermarket Brawl posted at http://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php/topic,4305.0.html

Hope you enjoy!

Hugs
Kayla

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FFF Catfight Challenge
Christine Vs Tasha
By JC

The air of the auditorium pervaded with excitement as the crowd anxiously awaited the entrance of two outwardly vicious FFF catfighters!   The announcer saunters forward to announce each in turn.  Upon entering the ring, a phlegmatic mien settles onto the audience.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, We would like to welcome you to this evening's prestigious challenge match!  For your entertainment, I would like to introduce this evenings first fighter, standing 5' 6" tall, weighing in at an alluring 135 pounds, this 31 year old Blonde Beauty, coming to us all the way from Spain, with a current record of  1 win, 1 loss, please welcome the lovely....  Christine!!!!"

The spotlights illuminate a doorway as she becomes visible.   An avid applause of cheers mixed with jeers greets her as she half skips down the aisle, snarling while shouting colorful rhetoric, masterfully blending English and Spanish, at the boisterously zealous crowd!  

Upon entering the ring, she struts about, a feral glaze in her eyes, proudly displaying her stunning silken frame, revealingly garbed in a ravishing, soft lavender, silk French cut bikini!  Wearing less than a yard of cloth, she taunts the crowd while calling out her opponent:  "Okay Bitch!!   Prepare to DIE!!   I tear you apart!!!"

Thus spawning the announcement of her competitor....

"Introducing a new arrival to the FFF and very eager to secure her first victory, please make welcome the 20 year old Temptress!  Also standing 5 foot, 6 inches, weighing 120 pounds and displaying a seductive 34C-24-36 figure.  Sultrily clad in a captivating, lustrous, white string bikini.  Please join me in a warm round of applause.... one of Triple F's newest Catfighters,  the American Femme Fatale.... Tasha!!!!"  

Pointing toward an entranceway, the American Brunette smiles wryly with her arms swaying over her head as she is brilliantly illuminated!  A ROAR of enthusiastic ovation resounded through the amphitheater as the rookie sexily saunters toward the ring.  

Drooling spectators HOWL with amorous delight as her captivating figure sashays to ringside.  Deliciously raking her nails up her inner thighs as she mounts the steps, she captivates the entire congregation while sexily slipping betwixt the ropes.  

Just as Tasha stands erect inside the ring, both warriors glare at each other, sizing up her competition.    The announcer vacates the battle zone as the two sirens ogle her adversary!  

In a truly startling and unexpected, yet captivating move, as well as holding to her challenge of fighting naked, Christine slips her hands to the retentive strap of her scant top, allowing it to drift from her now clearly exposed breasts!  Smiling devilishly at Tasha, the Blonde Battler flings her top out of the ring!

Ear-splitting whistles and a boorish wave of ravenous applause resound throughout the arena!!

Not to be outdone, Tasha draws within 5 feet of her rival, squares herself and slowly, tantalizingly removes her own top.   Just as her stunning breasts are revealed, a tidal wave of cheers fill the hall, which, by comparison, makes Christine's round of wolf howls seem passive and diminutive!  

Regnant fury blazes in the Blonde's face from the far superior round of recognition given to her despised adversary!

Tasha, recalling her challenge to fight with restraints, reaches inside her bikini bottoms withdrawing a set of long nylon straps.   "So how about it, BITCH!  Ya wanna go at it with hands tied behind our backs?  That is IF YOU HAVE THE GUTS!!"

Placing her hands on her hips, Christine quickly contemplates the erotic possibilities.    "Okay Slut!!  Give me strap and I DESTROY you without using fists!!"

Tossing a strap to her foe, both warriors broaden the gap between themselves, grasp the outer ends of the nylon cords and entwine their wrists behind their backs as they begin to gyre toward her respective victim.   Eyes inexorably locked as each Tigress closes in for All-Out-War!!

Moving within lethal range, Christine lunges forward to lock up!  Immediately Tasha jolts into action to meet her rival with equal aggression!

CRASHING together, each woman erotically groans and grunts as they each begin to thrust their chests outward to tussle against her antagonists hardened mammries!   Smacking and slapping flesh on flesh, knees are viciously thrust upward in an attempt to dominate!    Each spitfire trading, back and forth, punishing knees to one another's sides, lower bellies and thighs, though amazingly, neither connects to her rival's womanhood!

Breasts smacking loudly, bobbling to and fro, engaging in their own private battle as the firey vixens wrap their necks, hooking chins as best they can to retain her ground against her hated rival!   Both solidly delicious bodies begin to shimmer as perspiration builds swiftly on each sultry frame!!

Utilizing her shoulders, Tasha sharply heaves her left shoulder forward, simultaneously pulling her head backward from Christine's blonde hair!   Just as the ladies glimpse the others eyes, Tasha launches her head forward, connectinig solidly to Christine's left cheekbone!

An exemplary SMACK is heard as the Spaniard staggers backward!!   Eager to obtain her very first victory, Tasha rapidly persues!!

Nearly at full gallop, Tasha heaves her 34-C's outward just as four hardened nipples sink deeply into her opponents fleshy orbs!  Tummies hit hard as Christine is driven backward into the ropes, less than a foot from the nearest turnbuckle.  

Grappling with hands restricted behind them both, each vixen struggles for total dominence!  Tasha endeavors to force the blonde into the corner as Christine slowly returns to coherence while clumsily holding her own position.    Gradually being driven into the corner, Christine becomes fully aware of her situation and mounts her own strategy!

Bridging and bucking their midsections, each uses their abs, chests and shoulders as weapons now, each woman gearing for an epic NHB contest!   Tasha manages to successfully situate her rival onto the turnbuckle!   Planting her right foot solidly, the brunette drives her left knee upward, missing the Spanish Maidens womanhood by mere inches!  Christine, using the turnbuckle as leverage lifts her own right knee, scoring solidly to Tasha's femininity!  

An emphatic shrill pierces the boisterous bellowing of the legion of patrons as they observe Tasha limping in retreat from Christine.    Miraculously, the brunette remains on her feet!   Christine, circling her prey like a predacious raptor, confidently moves in to punish her adversary!

Christine, shifts fleetly to Tasha's left side and kicks her right foot upward into the rookie's dangling left globe.... her foot sinking deep into meaty flesh!!

Tasha drops to the canvas onto her knees, her upper half draped over her thighs as her head thumps the ring.  

The blonde drops down onto her buns, very near to Tasha's shoulders, attempting to work and wrangle her legs around the American's neck.

Perceiving the Spaniard's strategy, Tasha bolts her upper body upright, then topples away from her antagonist!   Rolling over and onto her knees once more. She  struggles to ignore her throbbing mammary as she ineptly stands erect just in time to see Christine awkwardly jumping to her feet as well!

Snarling and growling, the two rush forward into direct collision with each other!   Meeting head on, two stunning, shimmering bodies hammer into each other, sweat soaked frames gliding easily over the other as each endeavors to force her foe backward!

During this contest, both warriors thrust forward their chests into each other once again.  Tilting heads, they glare inextricably eye-to-eye.  Each feels a jolt of electricity as her rivals' hot breath caresses her face.  Nipples harden as each denotes the close proximity of her foes lips to her own!  Subtle grunts and groans pass bewtween them as they struggle to overpower each other!

The world seems to have evaporated as they lock eyes, feeling the sting of steely nipples dance across her chest.   Never before has either woman felt such a SURGE of energy flow through her veins as this private war perpetuates!  

Committed to a nipple to nipple grind-off, sultry, robust thighs bulge as each warrior attempts to force her antagonist backward!  Panting heavily, subtle grunts, groans and snarling curses are lost in the uproar of boistrous outpouring of fervish hoots, hollars and ear splitting whistles that resound throughout the arena!!

Christine, making better headway in this mouthwatering contest, feels a surge of adrenaline as Tasha is methodically forced into retreat!

[Kayla]

An obviously aggavated Tasha screams:   "To HELL with THIS!!!"   She instantly unravels the nylon strap from her hands, allowing it to ethereally drift to the canvas as she latches onto Golden strands of flowing hair with her left hand and explodes into a volatile pummeling of the left side of Christine's face!!

In less than a second, Christine follows suit and both warriors stand toe to toe, mercillessly slugging it out at center ring!!!  Perspiration and saliva soaring outward, spattering the ring!!  Numerous strands of long blonde and dark hair flutter across the ring as handfuls of hair are yanked out mercilessly and allowed to drift onto the floor of the ring!

The horde of onlookers go ravenous in attitude as they witness the ruthless, lurid battle unfolding before their very eyes!

Each pugilists' heads CRACK to one side, only to spawn a vengeful set of knuckles to her own opponent!!   Time seems to nearly stand still as each foe clearly displays her enmity for her antagonist as both women let go of their rival's hair and swing viciously with both fists, connecting furiously with each and every blow!

There is NO defence for either warrior!  It is merely a matter of hit and be hit!   Crisp, Loud 'SMACKS' resonate through the amphitheater as the literal fist fight perpetuates!!   Quickly tiring, both vixens are showing prominent bruising and blatant injuries from this horrific fray!!

Christine's left eye shows obvious signs of swelling and puffiness about her rubrick, left breast which leads to increased viciousness as she receives a roundhouse right to her left ribs!!  Cringing slightly during this altercation indicates possible damage to her ribs!

Tasha, sporting a dark blue hue about her own left eye, obvious split lip and mass bruising about her shoulers and both breasts, spawns whimpers from her own apparent receptive damage!

Several minutes of this merciless donnybrook continues until Tasha lurches forward, smacking chest-to-chest with her foe!  Both jaded warriors clench firmly as they despirately pause in an attempt to regain some much needed energy to perpetuate the affray!

Clutching her embittered foe in her arms, each woman whips a set of sporatic, blind fists into her rivals' sides as they attempt to drive one another backward into the ropes!  After a brief contest, Tasha manages to totter the blonde back into the nearest turnbuckle!  Instantly, the brunette coils her left leg around Christines' right, locking their sultry legs tightly!  Leaning back against the cool, padded turnbuckle, Christine matches her adversary and speedily entwines her own left leg around Tasha's right!  Each woman now begins a muscle on muscle squeeze off between their long, slender, yet lethal sets of robust thighs!!

Two glistening bodies entwined tightly, sparkling diamonds of oily perspiration drift down these two gladiators as they match each other, in every aspect of their respective combat strategy.

Tasha attempts to latch onto the turnbuckle to pin her rival into the corner, during which she whips her left hand downward, detecting the string, which binds the damp, meeger cloth to Christine's loins!   Fumbling for a brief moment, she hooks her fingers into the string and jerks her left hand to their side, satisfactorily removing the silken garment!

Quickly glancing past her nude counterpart, she espies numerous yearning gents eagerly hollering to toss the attire out to them!   Awkwardly, Tasha hurls it out of the ring just as the garrolous groupies scamper in for the acquisition! 

Instantly Christine feels the other half of her wardrobe stripped from her!   Panting heavily, she SPITS the words to her opponent:   "FINE with me BITCH!!"  Then thrusts BOTH hands down to Tasha's robust buns, digging her nails into the brunette's shapely flesh, raking her claws upward leaving an entrail of deep, bright red welts in their wake, yet managing to obtain the desired effect!  BOTH combatants are now NAKED!!

Quickly catapulting the cloth out of the ring, just as Tasha SHRIEKS into Christine's ear! 

Both women cringe, respectively, from either the assault or the deafening shrill!

Exchanging enmitous glares, both hands of the jaded warriors are filled with locks of either blonde or brunette hair as a savage hair pulling match ensues!!  Each, respectively, struggling to either free or restrain her foe!  Once more locks of hair clutter the ring canvas as this volitile, ruthless contest continues!

Exercising her advantage of having the Spaniard against the turnbuckle,  a snarling, hissing and nearly exhausted Tasha wearily propels Christine's head backward SMASHING it against the turnbuckle numerous times!!   A well and truly jaded Christine attempts to mount some manner of defense!   However, all is for naught!

Sandwiched between Tasha and the turnbuckle, Christine's legs gradually uncoil and/or relaxe from Tasha's own.   

Tasha, instantly perceiving the fact that her European antagonist is dazed, presses closer to her rival, enmeshing their womanhood ardently!   Sensual heat passes between both warriors femininity, resulting in a throaty and empassioned moan from the American!  Bare chests and navels heave into and out of one another as each exhausted pugilist holds on to consciousness!  

Tasha reaches down, feeling for and ultimately grasping her stunning opponents' wrists.   Afterwhich, she lifts her rivals' arms over her head, bending the blonde backward slightly against the corner.   The nearly overwhelming sensation of having these ample breasts crushed into her own is mindblowing!  Grinding her hips forward, sensing the tricklets of oily perspiration drifting down her body, spawns an almost mesmeric sensation as she decides to humiliate the sultry blonde further.

Once the European opposition has been suitably restrained, Tasha pauses briefly for a breather.  After managing a deep recouperative breath, she grasps the blondes' right wrist with both hands, simultaneously backs away while twisting Christine's arm forcing the blonde to revolve.

With a delirious Christine now draped over the top rope, her voluptuous orbs dangling and swaying to and fro before the drooling onlookers, Tasha presses closer to an ample set of very shapely and solid buns.   To taunt both the patrons as well as her European adversary, Tasha grunts loudly as she thrusts her plush womanhood fervently against her victim!   Feeling her own moisture seep deeply betwixt the blonde's buns.

She glides her left arm around her rivals' neck while slipping her right arm under the Euro Maiden's own right arm.   Lifting her right hand upward, Tasha interweaves her fingers into ample locks of golden hair as she securly settles her right palm onto the back of Christine's head, thus applying a nicely applied sleeper.

Half dragging her opponent to ring center, Tasha tips herself and her prisoner backward, allowing Christine to land atop of her.  Once settled onto the canvas, the American Virago lifts her stalwart legs, wrapping her sparkling thighs around the blonde, locks her ankles and begins to crush the life from her prey!

The ravenous onlookers are in sheer delight as this brutal match seems to wind down to a finale.    Wild howls, hoots and boisterous hollars harmonize with the resonate whistles depicting the hordes esteem!

Christine emits an agonized, feminine grunt as she weakly endeavors to elude her predicament!    All attempts are dauntlessly thwarted as Tasha pours on her last remaining ounce of reserved strength.

Pain blatantly obvious in Christine's flushed, battered face as the combination of sleeper and scissors gradually puts the European Warrior to sleep.  The blonde's efforts at escape wane and her glistening frame becomes lethargic, then eerily still!

Retaining this hold for a few moments more, Tasha gradually relinquishes her grasp, tips her rival to one side and rolls her unconscious adversary face down onto the ring.

Lifting into a seated position, Tasha swats her rival's buns sharply with her nearest hand, leaving behind a distinct red imprint of her palm on the blonde's left butt cheek!

Wearily, the American shakily lifts to her feet and initiates a proud trek about the ring just as the announcer joins the combatants in the ring.  The microphone is lowered as the announcement begins....

"Ladies and Gentlemen!  What a spectacular display of feminine power and skill these ladies have brought to you tonight!  Please join me in congratulating one of our newest catfighters here in the FFF!   Her first fight with us and her first Victory as well!!   Tonights undisputed winner.... The sensational..... TASHA!!!!"

Waving  a fatigued set of arms, blowing kisses to the patrons, Tasha makes her way out of the ring.  Just as she is about to step down from the ring skirting, she notes that a few have gathered around Christine in an attempt to revive her.  Smiling to herself and feeling proud of her victory, Tasha's about to turn and depart just as she sees the blonde slowly coming back to consciousness.

With a big sigh of satisfaction, a nude Tasha nearly hops and skips back up the aisle and back to her locker room.

The End

This story was written based on a poll conducted in the Female Fight Fiction Yahoo Group.   Tasha attracted  35 votes to 27 for Christine and thus wins the catfight challenge!