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Live Action Clips / Re: Cheerleader vs Bully
« Last post by Horny-Jew on Today at 06:07:06 AM »Rip that yellow top off her !!!
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Fictional Catfight Polls! / Re: Catfight in your livingroom
« Last post by BachataKing! on Today at 05:24:03 AM »Black skirt looks meditative and has good taste in tattoo art and attire.
She will outthink the opposition, defeating her, and look fabulous doing so!
She will outthink the opposition, defeating her, and look fabulous doing so!
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Producer Announcements / Re: FightGirlz2000.com - Latest Updates!
« Last post by FightGirlz2000 on Today at 05:09:02 AM »* 25% OFF this week's FEATURED VIDEO! *
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Upon returning from a holiday trip, Callisi is confronted by her roommate Braunte (sorry - the Girlz came up with those character names themselves!) who is furious that Callisi shirked her obligations by leaving their home in disarray just before Braunte's planned holiday party. Beautiful martial arts moves, awesome high kicks, huge blows and a nifty throatlift scene highlight this great release.
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Starring ROCHELLE CASSIDY and CHOLO.
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MMA, Martial Arts,Kickboxing and NHB / Re: Spring Broken
« Last post by snw on Today at 04:20:05 AM »Damn, when you start off a story with that kind of potential, stopping it? Good to see a new story from you and as usual what a start. Looking forward to more.
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Catfighting / Re: Sidekick Story - Natalie, continued
« Last post by sidekick on Today at 04:17:27 AM »I'm honored my friend. I'm also a little regretful that this worthy continuation was AI written. Still-- it's good. And The point is to enjoy a good story together. 
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Busty Showdown Kathykelsey vs Heavytitfighting
« Last post by JasmineFCF on Today at 02:45:43 AM »A great match up
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General Discussion / Re: This site has gone down quite a bit!
« Last post by JT on Today at 02:29:58 AM »I get missing the “old guard”, when writers you love go quiet, it changes the whole feel of a site. But “this place almost never has any new or good stories anymore” is the kind of blanket negativity that doesn’t fix anything; it just tells the current writers (who are donating their time for free) that their effort isn’t worth making. In a free, mostly unedited/unsponsored hobby space, nobody owes anyone a steady pipeline of “great authors,” and it’s also incredibly easy to click off a story that isn’t for you.
If you want more of what you miss, there are productive ways to get it: reread and recommend the classics, leave appreciative comments on the newer work you do like, and be specific about what you’re looking for (“I’m craving X themes / Y tone / Z kink done this way—anyone writing that?”). Encouragement and engagement are what actually keep people writing and improving, and communities tend to produce better work when creators feel supported rather than dunked on.
And honestly, if nothing here is hitting for you right now, that’s fine, take a break, go back to other hobbies, or write the kind of story you wish you were seeing. But complaining that free content isn’t meeting professional expectations doesn’t bring those authors back; it just makes the next wave less likely to post at all.
If you want more of what you miss, there are productive ways to get it: reread and recommend the classics, leave appreciative comments on the newer work you do like, and be specific about what you’re looking for (“I’m craving X themes / Y tone / Z kink done this way—anyone writing that?”). Encouragement and engagement are what actually keep people writing and improving, and communities tend to produce better work when creators feel supported rather than dunked on.
And honestly, if nothing here is hitting for you right now, that’s fine, take a break, go back to other hobbies, or write the kind of story you wish you were seeing. But complaining that free content isn’t meeting professional expectations doesn’t bring those authors back; it just makes the next wave less likely to post at all.
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Poll Challenges! / Re: I want a fistfight
« Last post by JasmineFCF on Today at 01:49:20 AM »Let’s talk Lisa
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MMA, Martial Arts,Kickboxing and NHB / Re: Queen of the Truck Stop
« Last post by Janine_G on Today at 01:36:13 AM »Desi launched herself forward, but as she did, Amber brought her knees up and caught Desi on them. she kicked back as Desi's tits crashed into her sharp knees. The recoil caused the lighter haired woman to tumble to the side. Amber twisted and scrambled on top of her foe, straddling her again and smashing her in the tits and face several times as Desi, almost in desperation, thrashed and bucked beneath her. She was successful in unseating Amber and she quickly turned and grabbed the other woman's pussy, twisting violently. Amber growled in pain, her face ashen, but she lashed out with one of her hands and grabbed one of Desiree's damaged tits and violently twisted it in retaliation. Desiree's tits had been the focus of attacks many times in fights, and normally she could tolerate it well, but Amber's earlier vicious assault had damaged both of her breasts so badly that she was already sensitized. The pain in her breast was excruciating and Amber could see it, even as her crotch was on fire and her eyes watered from the mauling she was suffering.
The two women struggled--their bodies twitched and jerked in pain as they tried to pry themselves free from their opponent while continuing to inflict their own pain. Desiree finally got one hand free and launched a series of punches into Amber's cheek. Despite exhaustion and having taken a beating, Desi was still incredibly powerful and her blows crashed into Amber's cheek and stunned the other woman. But Amber punched back, connecting squarely with Desiree's battered nose and the self-proclaimed "Queen of the Truck Stop" screeched and rolled backwards, breaking the two women apart. Gasping and bleeding. Sweaty and battered, both women struggled to their feet, unsteady. Pete could see his girl was losing. So could Carl. Amber was definitely carrying the advantage. A lesser woman than Desi would have submitted, but Desiree was not going to quit.
They charged at each other. Their naked flesh slapped together as both women groaned. Their big breasts mushroomed out between them as they wrapped their arms around one another and compressed each other's lower back. Desiree threw her head back and moaned, "Oh Christ..."
Amber grimaced and growled, "Fuck you, bitch..." she squeezed harder and lifted Desi off her feet.
Desi whimpred "Ohhhhh goddddd.....Peeete....oh goddd...she's... " but her voice trailed off and Pete wondered if he needed to throw in the towel. That had never happened before.
Amber slammed Desiree to the ground. The grunt and yelp from Desiree was a wail of agony. Amber bent over and grabbed Desi's labia with one hand, her left tit with another and stepped on her right tit, crushing it against the ground as she hauled up on Desiree's body with her hand holds. Once again, the scream was inhuman. Both of Desiree's implants ruptured and her labia began to bleed. She was horribly wounded. She screamed, "Oh god you pyscho bitch!!! You're fucking destroying my body!"
"QUIT!!" Amber huffed, struggling against Desiree's body weight.
"Give up!" yelled Carl.
Pete opened his mouth, but couldn't say the words. It was agonizing to watch his woman losing and so badly hurt, but he couldn't give up on her. Amber dropped to the ground and stumbled away to catch her breath. She leaned against the picnic table.
Carl turned to Pete, "My girl will kill your bitch if you don't get her to quit or quit for her."
Pete looked at Carl, "She can handle herself...." he replied, completely unsure of himself.
Desiree rolled to her belly and struggled to her hands and knees, collapsing once before she steadied herself. She crawled a few feet towards Pete and then looked up at him. Her face was a mess, her makeup, blood, sweat, and maybe tears streaking down her swollen, scratched, and bloodied cheeks. She spoke with a thick tongue, barely a whisper.
"She's beating the shit out of me...she may....she may....ruin me...."
Pete looked at Desi with sad eyes...."You can quit if you want to Desi, you're more important to me than winning...but if you want to fight, I know you can get this bitch..."
Desi coughed and winced, as she struggled to her feet.
"You done?" Amber asked, from across the shelter as Desi stood, her legs trembling, rocking back and forth on each foot.
"I said, are you done?" Amber said, getting to her feet, wincing herself, but more steady than her opponent.
Desi looked at Amber and said, "Do I look done?"
Amber smiled through a blood mouth and said, "I was hoping you might say that..."
She closed the distance between her and Desi and both women put up their fists. Amber jabbed first, and Desi couldn't block this one. The punch connected and Desi almost dropped her hands. The second punch from Amber broke Desi's nose. Desi though, countered. Her punches still had strength, though markedly diminished. Nevertheless though, Desi tagged Amber several times, and her punches snapped Amber's head back and then drove her back towards the picnic table.
Amber countered back, stunning Desi with two more blows to her face and one to her chest. She taunted the other woman. "You know, when I finish you off and they take you to the hospital, I might let your man put his dick in my ass... I can tell he wants a real woman."
"Stay away from Pete..." threatened Desi.
"Well, who's gonna stop me? It sure ain't you..." gloated Amber as she hit Desiree again in the gut and the other woman almost doubled over.
Desiree screamed in frustration, she stepped forward, and with a roar, scooped a hand between Amber's legs, and one on her shoulder, she hoisted Amber up and in a show of her remarkable strength, body slammed Amber down onto the picnic table, breaking three of Amber's ribs in the process. Amber wailed and gasped in pain. Desiree pressed her head down, bending her neck backwards at an extreme angle as Amber flailed wildly and Desiree hammer punched her tits and belly, battering her ruthlessly. After a dozen blows, one of Amber's implants ruptured and Desiree, in a fury of rage, yanked her by her hair off the table, causing her to crash to the ground. Desiree kicked her repeatedly in the face until the other woman collapsed to the ground face down. Desiree screamed, "How about you, cxnt!!!! ARE YOU DONE???" Amber moaned, but mumbled what sounded like no...
It was Carl who looked worried now.
Pete looked at Carl, and he said, ""My girl won't kill your bitch if you don't get her to quit or quit for her. but she's gonna maim her for life..."
Desiree stomped on Amber's back and the woman convulsed once, struggling to get to her hands and knees. Desiree stepped back as Amber got to her hands and knees and then launched a wound up kick squarely into her ribcage--the ribs that were broken. It was Amber's turn to scream in agony and she rolled onto her back clutching her side. She couldn't take a deep breath..."oh god....." she whimpered.
Desiree knelt down next to her. Amber tried to feebly punch her, but the other woman shoved her fist away.... "Are you done, whore?" she whispered to her.
Amber pawed at Desiree's destroyed tit, and Desiree pulled her hand off then with her free hand, she grabbed Amber's pussy. She squeezed and twisted...
Amber gasped and winced and said, "You dumb slut.....you....think....I...haven't ...had my pussy mauled before....?"
Desiree shrugged, "Well how 'bout your clit, bitch?"
Amber's eyes went wide and Desiree pinched her clit and twisted it like a knob.
The scream was unworldly. Amber flailed in agony and couldn't catch her breath.
Pete looked at Carl and said, "Told you..."
Desiree leaned in and said over Amber's screams, "Quit now bitch or I'll either rip it off or damage it so bad you'll never climax again in your life..."
Amber wailed, "Oh god, you win.....stop...stop..stop....I give....please stop...."
Desiree let go and tried to get to her feet but fell down. She crawled over to Pete and began sobbing. "Still the Queen of the Truck Stop...." she mumbled as Carl went over to console Amber.
"Please let's go back to the rig..." begged Desi.
Rumors raged after that epic battle on the truck stop lore that Amber and Desiree fought again. Stories about how the second fight ended raged and frenzied. Some said it was a draw, some said one of them killed the other, others said that they both ended up in the hospital. Still other stories raged that the two women stalked each other for years afterwards fighting constantly unitl both were beaten by a newcomer. But those were all urban legend. At least as far as I know.
The two women struggled--their bodies twitched and jerked in pain as they tried to pry themselves free from their opponent while continuing to inflict their own pain. Desiree finally got one hand free and launched a series of punches into Amber's cheek. Despite exhaustion and having taken a beating, Desi was still incredibly powerful and her blows crashed into Amber's cheek and stunned the other woman. But Amber punched back, connecting squarely with Desiree's battered nose and the self-proclaimed "Queen of the Truck Stop" screeched and rolled backwards, breaking the two women apart. Gasping and bleeding. Sweaty and battered, both women struggled to their feet, unsteady. Pete could see his girl was losing. So could Carl. Amber was definitely carrying the advantage. A lesser woman than Desi would have submitted, but Desiree was not going to quit.
They charged at each other. Their naked flesh slapped together as both women groaned. Their big breasts mushroomed out between them as they wrapped their arms around one another and compressed each other's lower back. Desiree threw her head back and moaned, "Oh Christ..."
Amber grimaced and growled, "Fuck you, bitch..." she squeezed harder and lifted Desi off her feet.
Desi whimpred "Ohhhhh goddddd.....Peeete....oh goddd...she's... " but her voice trailed off and Pete wondered if he needed to throw in the towel. That had never happened before.
Amber slammed Desiree to the ground. The grunt and yelp from Desiree was a wail of agony. Amber bent over and grabbed Desi's labia with one hand, her left tit with another and stepped on her right tit, crushing it against the ground as she hauled up on Desiree's body with her hand holds. Once again, the scream was inhuman. Both of Desiree's implants ruptured and her labia began to bleed. She was horribly wounded. She screamed, "Oh god you pyscho bitch!!! You're fucking destroying my body!"
"QUIT!!" Amber huffed, struggling against Desiree's body weight.
"Give up!" yelled Carl.
Pete opened his mouth, but couldn't say the words. It was agonizing to watch his woman losing and so badly hurt, but he couldn't give up on her. Amber dropped to the ground and stumbled away to catch her breath. She leaned against the picnic table.
Carl turned to Pete, "My girl will kill your bitch if you don't get her to quit or quit for her."
Pete looked at Carl, "She can handle herself...." he replied, completely unsure of himself.
Desiree rolled to her belly and struggled to her hands and knees, collapsing once before she steadied herself. She crawled a few feet towards Pete and then looked up at him. Her face was a mess, her makeup, blood, sweat, and maybe tears streaking down her swollen, scratched, and bloodied cheeks. She spoke with a thick tongue, barely a whisper.
"She's beating the shit out of me...she may....she may....ruin me...."
Pete looked at Desi with sad eyes...."You can quit if you want to Desi, you're more important to me than winning...but if you want to fight, I know you can get this bitch..."
Desi coughed and winced, as she struggled to her feet.
"You done?" Amber asked, from across the shelter as Desi stood, her legs trembling, rocking back and forth on each foot.
"I said, are you done?" Amber said, getting to her feet, wincing herself, but more steady than her opponent.
Desi looked at Amber and said, "Do I look done?"
Amber smiled through a blood mouth and said, "I was hoping you might say that..."
She closed the distance between her and Desi and both women put up their fists. Amber jabbed first, and Desi couldn't block this one. The punch connected and Desi almost dropped her hands. The second punch from Amber broke Desi's nose. Desi though, countered. Her punches still had strength, though markedly diminished. Nevertheless though, Desi tagged Amber several times, and her punches snapped Amber's head back and then drove her back towards the picnic table.
Amber countered back, stunning Desi with two more blows to her face and one to her chest. She taunted the other woman. "You know, when I finish you off and they take you to the hospital, I might let your man put his dick in my ass... I can tell he wants a real woman."
"Stay away from Pete..." threatened Desi.
"Well, who's gonna stop me? It sure ain't you..." gloated Amber as she hit Desiree again in the gut and the other woman almost doubled over.
Desiree screamed in frustration, she stepped forward, and with a roar, scooped a hand between Amber's legs, and one on her shoulder, she hoisted Amber up and in a show of her remarkable strength, body slammed Amber down onto the picnic table, breaking three of Amber's ribs in the process. Amber wailed and gasped in pain. Desiree pressed her head down, bending her neck backwards at an extreme angle as Amber flailed wildly and Desiree hammer punched her tits and belly, battering her ruthlessly. After a dozen blows, one of Amber's implants ruptured and Desiree, in a fury of rage, yanked her by her hair off the table, causing her to crash to the ground. Desiree kicked her repeatedly in the face until the other woman collapsed to the ground face down. Desiree screamed, "How about you, cxnt!!!! ARE YOU DONE???" Amber moaned, but mumbled what sounded like no...
It was Carl who looked worried now.
Pete looked at Carl, and he said, ""My girl won't kill your bitch if you don't get her to quit or quit for her. but she's gonna maim her for life..."
Desiree stomped on Amber's back and the woman convulsed once, struggling to get to her hands and knees. Desiree stepped back as Amber got to her hands and knees and then launched a wound up kick squarely into her ribcage--the ribs that were broken. It was Amber's turn to scream in agony and she rolled onto her back clutching her side. She couldn't take a deep breath..."oh god....." she whimpered.
Desiree knelt down next to her. Amber tried to feebly punch her, but the other woman shoved her fist away.... "Are you done, whore?" she whispered to her.
Amber pawed at Desiree's destroyed tit, and Desiree pulled her hand off then with her free hand, she grabbed Amber's pussy. She squeezed and twisted...
Amber gasped and winced and said, "You dumb slut.....you....think....I...haven't ...had my pussy mauled before....?"
Desiree shrugged, "Well how 'bout your clit, bitch?"
Amber's eyes went wide and Desiree pinched her clit and twisted it like a knob.
The scream was unworldly. Amber flailed in agony and couldn't catch her breath.
Pete looked at Carl and said, "Told you..."
Desiree leaned in and said over Amber's screams, "Quit now bitch or I'll either rip it off or damage it so bad you'll never climax again in your life..."
Amber wailed, "Oh god, you win.....stop...stop..stop....I give....please stop...."
Desiree let go and tried to get to her feet but fell down. She crawled over to Pete and began sobbing. "Still the Queen of the Truck Stop...." she mumbled as Carl went over to console Amber.
"Please let's go back to the rig..." begged Desi.
Rumors raged after that epic battle on the truck stop lore that Amber and Desiree fought again. Stories about how the second fight ended raged and frenzied. Some said it was a draw, some said one of them killed the other, others said that they both ended up in the hospital. Still other stories raged that the two women stalked each other for years afterwards fighting constantly unitl both were beaten by a newcomer. But those were all urban legend. At least as far as I know.
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Fictional Catfight Polls! / Re: Catfight At the Pool - Lizzie Vs Lori
« Last post by Leslieinvegas on Yesterday at 11:18:52 PM »Lizzie gives the little cutie a beating.
Lovely Leslie
Lovely Leslie