Tempers Spill Over Into The Pit- The Tiny Warriors go at it! Megan vs. Mishi!!!

[^Bridgette^]

Adrenaline continuing to jolt through my body...So many emotions running through my head but this is by far much harder and nerve wracking to watch my wife fight another tiny warrior then any time I have ever fought! I bite my lip and smirk as Megan yanks on Mish chin and then slides ontop so proud of how she is fighting...Watching closely and with my experience I can see some danger... Not yelling but talking out loud... Watch her legs! Watch her legs! Watch her legs baby! As I nervously rock in my plush theatre seating chair!

[User1]

The first days I have only read the comments from the spectators until I now started to read Mish and Megans' postings.

This fight really has it all, an exciting athmosphere, two evenly matched fighters with what seems like a long lasting rivalry and incredible writting skills. While reading you can literally feel how much dedication they put into each posting! It is a shame that one of them has to lose but will be a hot thing.

Both their tiny bodies look so fragile and vulnerable the last thing they are made for is to fight, but still they do and it's very hot to watch.

As for my vote, it's a disaster, I give you a short insight of my thinking. First I was like "You like Bridgette so vote for Megan.", but it would not be fair to vote like this so I told to me "Compare their bodies", that lead to "Ok, you have to vote for Mish as she is very hot due to having fantastic curves on her tiny body". Again I was not convinced about my decision so I started to read their postings neutral and as they are equally good now I'm not able to give a vote at this point...

[Fightspectator]

   I try and pry your fingers from my chin, but you press down on my head as you lift yourself to your knees, then finally release my hair and chin.  I press my palms to the mats, ready to push myself up and beat the snot out of you, when you quickly scoot forward, dropping that tight lil ass right on my face, pushing my head back down.  SHIT!  You masterfully cover my face, and I squirm under you, hearing words coming from you but they're muffled down here.  You start to grind on me, and I can feel my entire face get hot---both from suffocation and humiliation.  Not even waiting for the fight to end!  What a slut!! My hands come up to grab your hips in an attempt to throw you off me, when UUUNGH!  you drill your fist into my tummy, and then keep it there, grinding your knuckles into my abs.  My legs kick up and then drop, searing pain shooting through my abdomen!  I cry out, which just wastes more air, as I start to panic, suddenly being throttled by this classless slut. 

   You haven't grabbed my hands, which is good, but if I move them to attack, there's no way you won't try to latch onto my wrists.  So in desperation, I try to divert you---my left hand stretching over my head, as you continue to grind on my face, and I curl my fingers around the waistband of your thong and then jerk it upwards hard, trying to bury it as far up your butt as I can.  This exposes more of your bare ass to my face---an unpleasant consequence, but hopefully draws your attention to the rear, as my right hand shoots up to your chest, trying to latch onto your top and twist it, then trying to drag you down by it towards my legs---ultimately wanting to snap my thighs around your scrawny neck and roll to the side to get you off my face!

Oh shit!!!! What a fucking move!!! It looked like Mishi might be in some serious trouble and she stayed calm and with a snap reversed momentum.  She might have Megan in a absolute terrifying head scissors with those tone little legs of hers! Imagine the noise and chaos from the crowd if she locks that in! I can't get enough of this. I keep checking back once one makes a move!

[^Megan^]

A smirk crosses my face as I hear you cry out ,even as muffled as it is under my ass,  as my fist grinds in to your stomach. The satisfaction of inflicting pain on the bitch that called me a lapdog is well...satisfying. I hope she is realizing that while not built as a fighter that I am a fighter at heart and not scared to fight back as I am sure she thought I was. Suddenly I shriek as I feel my thong being jerked up hard in to my ass 'Owwww you bitch!' As I grab at your hand your other hand comes up and grabs my bra and you start pulling on it exposing my pert tiny b cups. Then you pull me forward to your waiting legs as you wrap them around my neck. Your toned legs are strong and I start slapping at your thighs as you roll me to my side. I can hear Bridgette trying to warn me but I hear her too late. You have me trapped so hard I can feel my face turning red probably as much from anger as your legs. I start pounding your left thigh as hard as I can trying to break free but your grip around my neck stays strong. My mind starts racing trying to figure out a way out of this hold and I need a quick answer.  'Just keep fighting and thinking dammit' I tell myself as I quickly weigh my options.

[Scottyb]

Damn! Y all got an off the hook war going on here! I'd like to see someone tell them small girls don't fight! Y'all got this place on fire!

[Michael James]

Stands up yelling, "LETS GO MEGAN!!!!! YOU CAN DO THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   

[LilMishyRocks]

   Even under your tight little ass, I smirk as you cry out, your thong rammed up into your body, hopefully rubbing up against your spleen, or lungs, or whatever.  The result is that you look like you're bottomless, which while it may delight the audience, only means there's more of those curvy cheeks pressing down on my face.  But, it's worth it, because it distracts you, allowing me to grab a fistful of your cheap bra, twist it, and haul you down just enough so I can lift my legs and trap your neck in my thighs.  I yank my legs back down, locking my ankles, which pulls you off my face and stretches your body forward, on mine.  Immediately you start slapping at my thighs as I gulp in a lungful of fresh air, and then roll to my right side, dragging your struggling body along, so that we are on our sides, body to body, almost 69-ish, with your head trapped between my legs.

   I am so aware that you could do the same to me, but you're thinking defense, turning your slaps into punches now, pounding my thigh as I tighten my hold, legs beginning to tremble from the force.  Your all-but-exposed crotch brushes against my face as you writhe in the scissors, and I slide my right arm out, trying to grab your left ankle, and if I can, bend your leg up behind you, pushing it, trying to press your left foot against your ass. My right hand nonchalantly alights on your hips and gently pulls the long tie on the side of your bikini bottoms.   My face scrunches in pain with each slam of your fist into my flexed thigh, and I'm hoping that trying to pretzel your left leg like this will force you to stop!

[BootyTrain]

Let's go Megan!

[^Bridgette^]

Hope Megan wins and gets some revenge. Would be so sad to see her AND her woman lose on the same day. That would be such an embarrassment.

I don't think there is much on this earth that I would agree with twat like you on but I certainly agree here. That would be embarrassing and a rough night. Her partner got her ass beat. I think that fuels her and she matches up well with this girl. She gets the win for both of them

I agree with The Top Mommy on two points:

1. Megan will win
2. Proud Asian Mom is a twat

I have to disagree with Lynn on her first point. Mish will definately win. I don't know Proud Asian Mom so i can't argue about that lol

I kind of wish there was a Dislike button for comments cause I would definetly use it for your comment Erin! Although I would like the part about Proud Asian Mom being a Twat! Like a hundred likes!

[snw]

LilMishy is about to take charge.

[^Megan^]

Struggling against your head scissors I can feel you starting to push my left ankle up to my ass. My mind races  and I know you are trying to prevent me from getting you in a mutual headlock. Then I feel you removing my thong. Since option A (mutual headlock) is not going to work I move on to Option B. I may not be able to use my legs but my hands are free. Still slamming your thigh with one hand I know I have to be doing some damage on that leg but I know I need to add a lil sumpin sumpin to help get you to release this hold. I slide my other hand in front of my face and find your kitty button with my thumb and start rubbing it through your thong. I rub your button up and down and then in circles with a good deal of force.  Meanwhile I keep up the pounding on your toned thigh and as soon as I think it should be hurting you I move my hits down to the side of your knee.  Mixing the pain with the pleasure. Separately either may not have the effect I want but together it has to be confusing you causing you to shift between the two feelings and will hopefully help you decide to let go. I feel your thong begin to moisten and even in this painful headlock I smile in my head 'Payback bitch! I am either gonna make her cum or cripple this whore!' I think to myself.

[LilMishyRocks]

   "Nnngh!"  I grunt, internally, as you drill another fist into my leg.  I already know that once again, I will have to release my hold before you do---you're proving to be too strong for me body to body.  If I am to beat your ass, it's going to by speed, guile, or cruelty---or perhaps all three.  I try and tighten my legs even more, although I do think they're at max considering the pounding my thigh is taking from you, and I manage to press your foot up as far as I can---your sole is pressed against your ass.  That's gotta' be hurting, I hope, and if I can...My thoughts freeze, and my mouth forms an O as your finger presses up against my thong and...starts to rub!  Instantly, a thrill-chill reverberates throughout my body, curling my toes as you masterfully to start to stimulate me.  Fair play for my earlier foot massage, I guess, but....Ohhhhhh....another pleasure wave washes throughout my lower body, almost making me forget the pain in my thigh.

   I know my brain must be trying to process these conflicting feelings, and my legs loosen around your neck just the tiniest bit as you continue to rub me.  I can feel myself responding, and I'm embarrassed that I'm becoming warm, and a little damp, down there as you work me over...until your fist moves from my thigh and hits my knee.  That jolts me back to reality, and with eyes wide open, I let go of your ankle and release the scissors, bending my left leg toward me and then pistoning it back out straight, hoping to slam my sole up into the bottom of your chin and then roll away from you to save my leg from further attack---and to compose myself! 

[^Megan^]

A slight giggle escapes my mouth as I hear you slightly moaning. Between the moan and your dampness I know my magic lil thumb is having an effect. I feel your grip loosen slightly but not enough to set me free from this painful hold that is taking its toll on me. But then my fist slams in to your knee and FREEDOM as I feel your legs release me. Your foot slams in to my chin knocking me away from you as you scurry away to get some distance. I roll to my side a bit dazed and then up on my knees clearing the cobwebs from the leg lock and that kick. Looking over at you I can see you trying to recover as well. I can see I have surprised you with my willingness to, well...go there. Then I see the realization on your face and you look at me. Smiling I hold up your thong 'Looking for this?' I had latched on to the thong when she kicked me tearing it away from her body. I toss the thong to the side and take off what remains of my top exposing my barely b cups while looking at you and your toned body. We are both breathing heavily and both feeling pain but I know neither of us are even close to giving in. Someone's will is going to have to be broken before this ends. I look over to my sexy alpha wife Bridgette to assure her and then back at you 'There is nothing I will not do to humiliate you and beat your ass to pay you back for the things you said to me during Bridgette's fight' I lean down on all fours and slightly move to my right weighing and calculating 'I have other lil fun things planned for you'. I want you to understand that the person in the pit with you is not shy or afraid to do whatever she has to do to beat you.

[LilMishyRocks]

   My smooth sole slams into your chin, snapping your head back.  We each roll away from the other, needing a moment, and some space.  I try to keep you in my view, watching as you slowly push yourself up to your knees, and I smirk despite the pulsing pain in my thigh, as you are now naked as the day you were born.  That is, until I feel conspicuously exposed myself; looking down at my own body, I....  "Looking for this?" you tease, twirling my leopard-print bottoms on your index finger, your smug grin both infuriating and embarrassing me as you toss them to the side.  Our smooth, nude bodies, both tight and toned, are slick with sweat, our limbs a bit bruised, and our eyes ablaze with hate.

   I remain on all fours, like a sleek cat, stretching my arms below me, curving my back slightly, calves tense, thighs twitching, watching you, waiting for that second, that vulnerable moment.  You follow suit, sexily dropping to all fours, slowly circling to my right.  "I have other lil fun things planned for you," you taunt, your whisper full of confidence, your moist lips slightly pursed, as if you had already won and were assessing your prize.  For the first time since you dragged me in here, I feel.....anxious--unsure.  I've thrown almost everything I have at this tough, sexy bitch, and even now, you're the one stalking me. 

   You move closer, circling me slowly, and I move my body to keep myself facing you.  My lil toes press against the mats, every muscle in my body tense, quivering, waiting, and as the distance between us shrinks incrementally, I wait, my breathing slowed, until---I spring, pushing off my from my bare feet against the mats, hoping to lunge directly at you and cover the few feet between us before you can respond---at least I hope so!  Hands out in front of me, hoping to grab your shoulders and wrestle you down to your back. 

[^Megan^]

Circling each other on all fours like two cats glaring at each other waiting for that moment when one of us will make the move. You are the one that decides the time is right as you spring your toned nude body at me. Your hands grab my shoulders and push me back. Rolling on my back I wrap my legs around your waist with my now exposed kitty pressed firmly against your tummy and then I  lock my ankles. I wrap my arms around you and pull you against me holding you tightly and I can feel our hard nipples press together. I am actually surprised at that moment that two people who are trying to destroy each other could have hard nipples. I am sure some scientist somewhere could explain this and even though I would admit to maybe only Bridge that it feels good...there is a bitch to break! I squeeze my toned legs as hard as I can and keep my arms under your arms and around your back squeezed as hard as I can hoping to wind you some. Whispering in to your ear 'after I break you I am gonna to treat this sexy body of yours like it is Disneyland and ride all the rides.'

[^Megan^]