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Catfight Connection / [Vietnam] Mixed wrestling catfight and trash talk

« Last post by Crazie Fei on Yesterday at 04:53:35 PM »

Hello, kinda a long shot but would be nice to have a matching opponent in Vietnam. I'm also looking for one who could enjoy a vicious exchange of verbal humiliation.

So, thank you for reading, equally broken one. Hopefully we can enjoy rubbing each other's cracks 

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Wrestling / Re: The fight club: Sophies first Fight

« Last post by roadie on Yesterday at 04:46:11 PM »

I loved the story; the match; the scenario and the combatants. Perfect!  I think Sophie would get her cute ass handed to her if she were to tangle with my Melissa on the mat. Just saying. I wonder who all would like to see that battle. Great story; Thanks Jonny
Regards Pete

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General Discussion about Catfights / Re: Catfights that nearly happened, but didn't

« Last post by Releets on Yesterday at 02:12:36 PM »

 bank story reminds me of an incident with my wife at the bank we used.  My wife Jen had several run ins with Laura who worked there.  After one argument my wife told me she would like to punch Laura in the mouth.  Laura had on a pink blouse and black skirt that day. Both women were in their late thirties at the time.  Laura was slightly overweight with short curly blond/gray hair.  Jen was slender with blond frizzy hair. Nothing ever came of it, but I think about that time often.

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Halloween 2025 costumed catfight

« Last post by NekoKitsune on Yesterday at 01:18:32 PM »

 
"Mmm... your suffering tastes so wonderful, but don't worry, we still have plenty of time and you'll enjoy it to the fullest."
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Oh! Who do I see? Could it be Alexandra herself, who is undoubtedly the queen of whores?
Of course, I can’t give you what you’re used to, because I’m not such a crazy slut as you, but you can bury your face in my cxnt, just the way you like it.
While I'm thinking about all this, Alex comes up to me and says, "Hi darling, did you miss me?"
and before I could say anything, this bitch kneed me in the pussy! The blow was so strong that I lost the ability to move, all I could do was grab my bruised vagina with my hands and gasp for air like a fish washed ashore. Tears started flowing from my eyes and that bitch Harley, or Alex, or Sasha, or whatever her name was, she started making fun of me, fuck, her tongue on my face, it was too much!

She's standing too close to me, I can't swing properly, and I'm still dazed after her blow, so I grab the bitch by the hair with my right hand and squeeze her pussy with my left. I use all my strength for this attack; of course, if she weren't wearing those stupid shorts and stockings, the effect would be better, but even with the strength I managed, Alex's face twisted in pain.
"Yes, bitch, this is just the beginning, and you'll have plenty of time to enjoy what I'm giving you!"

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Catfighting / Re: Fyre's Fight Journal (Reboot)

« Last post by Kiva on Yesterday at 12:34:59 PM »

My favorite line:   "Your fucking panties you dumb bitch... don't you trailer park tramps take the loser's panties as trophies when you win- of course, skanks like you probably don't even wear panties, do you?"

I’ve always liked the “rich bitch” character tropes. It’s fun to make them distasteful arrogant, mean, and condescending “heels.” And you can develop them further if you wish.

Another related thought:

It’s funny how Kelli has been called derogatory names like “redneck,” “trailer park trash,” and “cowgirl” by some of her opponents when she is actually a university educated, middle class suburban working mom.

I’m supposing it’s because Kelli has a down-to-earth style about her that reflects a deep appreciation and connection with traditional rural Texas culture - which gets looked down upon by her snotty rivals who misidentify it as low class (and they’re probably not native Texans).

Am I close?

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Halloween 2025 costumed catfight

« Last post by Erin Lee on Yesterday at 11:50:43 AM »

This Olga witch is toned up to the nines, i see her abs as i swing her around. Crap, just like me to pick on the gym bunny. I can see she's struggling with that knee i kicked though, no muscle there to stop the attack. Just as i'm considering what i can do with her i feel her fingers lock into my hair. We are now locked into a mutual swirl of hair and insults, just to add to the situation you kick me in the shin. I yelp in pain and my twirling now becomes a hop and a limp, a hop and a limp. "Whoa...hold it a moment" i gasp as i slow to a stop, hoping Olga will do the same.

"good kick that, witch" i say with a scowl as i move closer to you, yank your top apart to expose your breasts, "nice baps" i chortle and i swipe at them with my nails. A rude response deserves a ruder one.

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Halloween 2025 costumed catfight

« Last post by Olga on Yesterday at 11:34:57 AM »

I walk in, looking around the interior with interest, all that antique furniture and other junk, when suddenly someone taps me on the shoulder... I turn around and see a completely unfamiliar girl, but even though we haven't met before, I unmistakably recognize the local favorite, Erin Lee.
Everything about her pose just begs to fly. I'm not kidding. Her legs are too close together, and her center of gravity is high. Simply perfect. 
I smile sweetly, then grab her arms and pull her toward me. As I do, I fall backwards, and just as I begin to roll onto my back, I plant my foot on Erin's waist, throwing her over me in a spectacular tomoe nage. My strength and mass add to the effect and Erin falls backwards onto the floor with a thud. Ippon! If we were at a competition, it would be a clear victory, but we're not at a competition, we're in a haunted house.
I'm about to check on Erin, maybe she needs help or something, but I hear a familiar voice from the street (I haven't gotten far from the front door yet).
I go outside and see Sasha, dressed as Harley Quinn, kneeing Neko, dressed like a whore from hell, in the groin. I realize what's happening between them is very personal and decide to return to the mansion.

I only just manage to land that slap on Olgas cheek when she grabs my arms and pulls me towards her, as she does she rolls onto her back and plants her foot on my waist. I find myself flying over Olgas prone form and i don't even have my broomstick with me. I land with a thud on my back, blowing up a cloud of dust, clearly they can't get the staff these days. I groan and lie there for a moment trying to catch my breath. Rolling over i see Olga has lost interest and headed over to Sasha aka Harley Quinn. Struggling back to my feet i flex my back, that landing hurt, gotta hate these cold stone floors. I brush myself down and as i do i see Olga heading back into the main hall.

Now not being one to let a lil set back disturb me i show disinterest until she is close by and once she is i spring into action, kicking out my right heel at the inside of her left knee i lunge for her hair with the intention of sinking my claws into her mop and trying to swing her around by it, cackling in glee as i look for somewhere, or somebody to toss her.

The blow to the knee hurt a lot, but what's even worse is that Erin grabbed my hair! I spent so much time getting my hair to match my costume, and now this bitch has ruined everything. I'm furious; her behavior is inexcusable! Now that she's running around me and pulling my hair, I'm unlikely to be able to give her another spectacular throw, although, everything in its time.
Rudeness deserves a rude response. She's pulling my hair? Great, we can play this game together! I run my hands through her hair, clenching them into fists, and now we start pulling each other in a mutual grip. My knee throbs with pain and I respond with vengeful cruelty by kicking Erin in the shin.

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Message Board Fights / Re: Lynn vs Erin - Battle of the Titans

« Last post by Erin Lee on Yesterday at 11:34:13 AM »

Lynn is a strong powerful opponent, i knew this when i agreed to us fighting and she reinforces it with each passing moment. However, i have her in a good position, good for me that is, i'm working both her shoulders and her spine, grunting a lil as i haul on her wrists, is that her spine creaking or my imagination, i lean back as far as i can, pouring on the pressure. As i said though, she's a tough bitch and she fights back against my hold, slowly but surely releasing the pressure and then moving herself up onto her feet. As she does this i lose my hold on her wrists and she spins around raising her hands in the process.

I flinch a lil in the expectation of getting a blow to the face, but that never comes, instead she plants her hands on my naked breasts and forces me staggering backwards. She taunts me, exposing her right breast, letting me know she still has her bra and i'm topless. I hiss in anger, i liked this bitch from the moment we met but now all i want to do is destroy her. I curl and uncurl my fingers and then sink into a low crouch my eyes never leaving your body. You too have adopted a similar position, a position you can use to defend from or attack from. I know if i let you make your attack first i'll be in big trouble so i lunge at you. My nails flash as i aim my right hand towards your left cheek, my left hand sinking into your silken locks. I look to twist some around my fingers and step backwards as i try and pull you off balance and onto your knees.

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Series / Re: When two different worlds collide

« Last post by Olga on Yesterday at 11:17:21 AM »

I don't usually comment on things like this, but Alexandra is my friend, and since she became a character in this story, I can say that this blonde slut always preferred a sex fight to a real fight.

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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Halloween 2025 costumed catfight

« Last post by Erin Lee on Yesterday at 11:16:10 AM »

I walk in, looking around the interior with interest, all that antique furniture and other junk, when suddenly someone taps me on the shoulder... I turn around and see a completely unfamiliar girl, but even though we haven't met before, I unmistakably recognize the local favorite, Erin Lee.
Everything about her pose just begs to fly. I'm not kidding. Her legs are too close together, and her center of gravity is high. Simply perfect. 
I smile sweetly, then grab her arms and pull her toward me. As I do, I fall backwards, and just as I begin to roll onto my back, I plant my foot on Erin's waist, throwing her over me in a spectacular tomoe nage. My strength and mass add to the effect and Erin falls backwards onto the floor with a thud. Ippon! If we were at a competition, it would be a clear victory, but we're not at a competition, we're in a haunted house.
I'm about to check on Erin, maybe she needs help or something, but I hear a familiar voice from the street (I haven't gotten far from the front door yet).
I go outside and see Sasha, dressed as Harley Quinn, kneeing Neko, dressed like a whore from hell, in the groin. I realize what's happening between them is very personal and decide to return to the mansion.

I only just manage to land that slap on Olgas cheek when she grabs my arms and pulls me towards her, as she does she rolls onto her back and plants her foot on my waist. I find myself flying over Olgas prone form and i don't even have my broomstick with me. I land with a thud on my back, blowing up a cloud of dust, clearly they can't get the staff these days. I groan and lie there for a moment trying to catch my breath. Rolling over i see Olga has lost interest and headed over to Sasha aka Harley Quinn. Struggling back to my feet i flex my back, that landing hurt, gotta hate these cold stone floors. I brush myself down and as i do i see Olga heading back into the main hall.

Now not being one to let a lil set back disturb me i show disinterest until she is close by and once she is i spring into action, kicking out my right heel at the inside of her left knee i lunge for her hair with the intention of sinking my claws into her mop and trying to swing her around by it, cackling in glee as i look for somewhere, or somebody to toss her.