Halloween 2025 costumed catfight

[Bella13]

I'm defiled!

You defiled the Devil!!

I sit in a corner of the room, my emotions are all over the place. One part of me is sulking, the other part is thinking that I should visit Bangkok much more often, maybe rent a nice apartment and have a certain concubine join me. I silently mutter to myself:

"I wonder if Ali prefers black or red lingerie..hmm"

But then I ask myself a question which I probably should of asked myself some time ago:

"But wait why does Ali want a crusty old bottle?"

Now I don't know what's in the bottle, it's a liquid yes but that's all I know. However while I'm a devil I'm also a woman and my feminine side is telling me that if Ali wants it, I need to take it from her!  I stand up determined to take what is of course mine and promptly sit back down...my face goes redder. With this it becomes clear to all that everyone's favourite Devil clearly needs a cold shower rather badly, still sheepishly I ask Ali:

"Ali where did you learn <Oh My God this is so Super Censored> and how did you with your <Yikes I did not think the human body was this flexible - it's censored>  and your birth mark on <censored> why does it look an old man performing <OH I can't believe my eyes - Censored!>  with a pikachu?"

Your moment of glee has deserted you, now you fall to your knees in the corner. Like me your face is bright red and despite wearing a much more revealing outfit, it clearly appears that you too desperately need a cold shower as well. You cling the bottle of old Jinn tightly to your chest.

We exchange glances, then we blush. We try again and we blush even more.

*After much blushing later*

We finally can now at least look each other in the eyes, while there is still the matter of the bottle. I have one burning question:

"Ali when you're free...we should totally hit Bangkok together! After your performance it's my new favourite place ever. So Bangkok, you and me sometime - what you say?"

You open your lips to answer but a sudden blushing relapse catches us both off guard.

As the new lovers make out and begin a new war a voice comes from the wall.

"Kate you bitch you are so cowardly that you ran all night rather than face me bitch... Disappointed.,.. Very disappointed...Don't worry coward you are safe I will find some one to fight who is worth my time..."

The lovers continue to kiss and ignore "The dark goddess" as unlike some she could find a way in,but instead of being a desperate whore looking for attention. She travels back through the passages and walks out behind a bar where she finds a big bitch looking at her. She just smiles and begins to mix a drink and then walks from behind the bar and begins walking away when she stops and looks at the big bitch and smiles.

" You are the bitch Kate though out yes?"


The girl nodded and was about to talk, but Bella could not believe her luck find the fun sucking whore. So while she more then likely said something, but Bella did not care and i would be rude for me to put words in another's persons mouth so I won't do that either. Instead I will tell you what happened next...

She smiled big and broadly her eyes turned dark as night and then she grabbed the woman by the throat and lifted her up with one hand and slammed her through the bar and  looked at her.

"Thank you child for ruining my fun as well as others. Learn from tonight and take this as a final statement"

With that "The Poison Goddess" left the woman in the wreckage of the bar. Walking towards the open pool area to drink in that lovely mood and ponder her poor choices was coming to the party one? You'd have to ask her and she is moody.

[NekoKitsune]

My eyes flash with a mixture of anger and weariness as Neko says these words, the bravado in her voice thin and strained. I know the bitch is right: we're both completely exhausted, drained of the strength to continue this pointless battle. The fire in our eyes flickers and fades, replaced by a tired, resigned acceptance.

"Give up?" I echo, a bitter laugh escaping my cracked lips. "You want me to give up? After all this? After everything we've been through?" I shake my head, a few loose strands of hair falling into my face. "I don't know if I can do this, Yana. I don't even know how."
My gaze glides over Neko's face, noting the bruises, cuts, traces of blood and tears. I see a reflection of my own exhaustion and despair, multiplied a thousandfold. The realization of our impasse, our inability to truly defeat each other, envelops us like a shroud.
"We're done for, aren't we?" I whisper, a hint of disbelief in my voice. "Both of us. We destroyed each other, and for what? Because of fucking pride? Because of some twisted notion of dominance?"
I gasp, Neko's grip on my hair loosens, her fingers leaving my chin. I take a step back, then another, increasing the distance between us. I look around the mansion, the filthy courtyard, the ground stained with blood, sweat, and tears, and feel a wave of disgust.

"Look at us," I say, my voice full of empty, hollow horror. "Look at the mess we've made. We didn't even get to the fucking party. And for what, Neko? What was the point of all this?"

My shoulders slump, the fight draining out of me like water from a sieve. I look at Neko, stare at her, and see the same emptiness in her eyes. The same dark, hopeless realization that we've reached the end of the road, and there's nowhere left to go.

"I can't do this anymore," I whisper, my voice breaking. "I can't keep fighting you, Neko. I can't hurt you and be hurt in return. It's over, can't you see?"

"It's not over yet," I say quietly, my chest heaving and tears streaming from my eyes. "Maybe we should take a break?" I look at Alexa with a glimmer of hope. "Maybe we can play to a draw today?"

[Olga]

I notice a girl in a Cirilla costume (the costume is pretty torn and doesn't look too impressive), I go up to her (it's Alix_Fights) and say, smiling mysteriously:

"Who is the better witcher, Michal Zebrowski or Henry Cavill? Think carefully, your future depends on this answer."

I'm approached by a larger, Russian brunette, wearing a truly frightening costume, asking an indecipherable question, proposing an answer that will effect my future.  "What do you mean?" I say haltingly, not understanding.

My eyes narrowed dangerously. "Wrong answer, dear."
And then a funny thought comes to my mind... I forcefully rip the remains of the blouse off the bewildered blonde.
"I always wanted to see what kind of bra Ciri wears," I happily told the dumbfounded Alix.

[Alifightz]

I sit in the corner blushing furiously.  I would like to stop blushing, so I try to channel my inner Spock again, but he'll have nothing to do with me.  I cling to the bottle of Old Jinn.  J-I-N-N.  I know that's a word for genie.  And I'm in the right outfit so I should have the genie.  My first wish would be that my nipples weren't trying to rip they're way free of my top.  I glance over at you and blush again.  "I wonder if Kate is wearing a latex thong?" I wonder.  I hear you asking all these questions and I try to form answers so I'll stop blushing worse than Akane after Ranma kissed her that one time.  "Oh uh...my mother's boyfriend's sister's second cousin had a friend who was a Buddihst priestess.  But her particular sect believes that you can reach Nirvana through great sexual deeds.  She showed me a few things on a school field trip. Oh the birthmark.  Oh well I was a plump baby so when I was little the birthmark was more like a sumo wrestler and a bull"  I look at you considering a trip to Bangcock with a certain little imp.  "I wouldn't mind one night in Bangkok,  If you're up to it after we finish our..discussion."  I smile to see your redness just glowing.  I'm rubbing the bottle of Old Jinn, but the only wish I can come up with is the wish I could rip that rubber dress off of you.  Which would come in handy as I know your wanting to get thsi bottle back because I want it.  And I want to deep it because you want it back. 

[Alix_Fights]

I notice a girl in a Cirilla costume (the costume is pretty torn and doesn't look too impressive), I go up to her (it's Alix_Fights) and say, smiling mysteriously:

"Who is the better witcher, Michal Zebrowski or Henry Cavill? Think carefully, your future depends on this answer."

I'm approached by a larger, Russian brunette, wearing a truly frightening costume, asking an indecipherable question, proposing an answer that will effect my future.  "What do you mean?" I say haltingly, not understanding.

My eyes narrowed dangerously. "Wrong answer, dear."
And then a funny thought comes to my mind... I forcefully rip the remains of the blouse off the bewildered blonde.
"I always wanted to see what kind of bra Ciri wears," I happily told the dumbfounded Alix.

She reaches out, ripping the remnants of my top off, my top that was brutally shredded by the Voodoo Queen.  My eyes narrow, my modesty long gone, snarling as I square off against her.  I know how to defend myself against larger women, and that is to ATTACK, and attack RUTHLESSLY!  I lunge at her in a rage, my small fists swinging at her breasts, my feet kicking at her shuns and stomping on her feet.  This bitch obviously likes riddles, let's see if she can solve this one!

[NekoKitsune]

I look at Neko, stare at her, absorbing the glimmer of hope shimmering in her tear-filled eyes. I feel a strange, alien feeling stirring in my chest--something uncertain, fragile, something I might call compassion. Or maybe just exhaustion, too tired to continue hating, too devastated to continue fighting.

"A draw?" I repeat, tasting the word. The concept is so foreign to me, so foreign after a lifetime of constant desire to win, to dominate, to conquer. And yet, the idea of ??stopping, of putting a stop to this endless war, has a certain appeal.
My gaze falls on Neko's heaving chest, the blood and dirt staining her skin. I see the cost of our battle, how it has broken and tormented us both. Part of me wants to reach out, offer some comfort, some solace. But my hand freezes, unable to bridge the chasm of hatred and mistrust that yawns between us.

"A truce," I finally say in a quiet, cautious whisper. "Just for today. Until we can... until we understand what's next."

I take a deep, ragged breath, preparing to speak. "I can't promise to stop fighting you, Yana. I don't know if I'm capable of that. But... but I can promise not to start anything new today. Just for today, we can have a break. A chance to heal, to think."

I extend my hand to Neko--a gesture of tentative calm, fragile trust. My fingers tremble slightly, as if expecting Yana to slap them, to reject this olive branch. But I hold it, waiting and hoping.

"Well, what do you say, Neko? Will you accept this truce? Will you give us both a chance to breathe, at least for a day? Before we... before we decide what happens next."

I shake the hand extended to me. My thoughts are confused. Suddenly I laugh. "Fuck, look at you, look at me, how can we possibly show ourselves in public like this?"

Alexa blinks in surprise as I take her hand and shake it--a hesitant but sincere gesture of agreement. A slow, disbelieving smile spreads across her face, cutting through the dirt and blood, revealing the woman hidden behind the mask of a deranged Harley Quinn.

I looked down at myself, then at Alexa, taking in our battered, blood-soaked bodies. The absurdity of our appearance hit me like a punch in the gut, and I doubled over, laughing until I was coughing, tears streaming down my face.

"Fuck, we look like we've been through a fucking war," I breathe out, bursting into laughter. "Fucking war zone. And there's no way we can show ourselves in public like this." "Fuck, I saw it."

[lexibabe]

I see the mouthie Bella, one who has. dared challenge me. in the past

walking up behind her. giving. a push.

[Alifightz]

I sit there thinking over what Kate just said.  A career in Hell?  I mean I'm likely going to end up there anyway, especially if I go to Bangkok with Kate.  I supress a giggle.  Bangkok is a funny name.  Health care?  Could use that after this discussion...Then I see it a beat to late. That rat like tail is wrapping around MY bottle ofOld Jinn.  I jump up shouting.  "So it prehensile like any other monkey's is that it?"  Then you pop it into your cleavage.  "oh you want round two bitch?  That bottle is in the least safe place it can be!!"  We rush into each other and I send my fingers right at your chest but yours are aimed at mine.  My silky top offers little protection as you dig into my girls, twisting..  I grab yours and encounter that damn rubber dress!  You are smirking at me..SMIRKING!  oh and wrecking my tits.  "CHEATER!!" I cry out.  "You grin.  "I'm a devil."  That's when the knee hits your kitty.  You mouth drops open and you cry out as your hands go to the cooter.."CHEATER!"  I grin.  "I'm in a harem!"  With cries of rage we attack each other, exchanging slaps.  My face is red on both side, my hair a mess my tits hurt.  I frustration I punch you right between your girls.  Something happens.  You seem to have slipped the bottle in there upside down.  The liquid pours out.  But there's so much for such a little bottle.  It drips down your shapely legs and soaks into your boots as well.  You look shocked.  "I'm  I'm wet."  you stutter.  "That's cause you're horny."  I giggle like a little girl...then I crash into you shoulder to chest and we hit the wall. 

[Alifightz]

I rush down the dark passageway looking for the place I was before..or just a way out.  I'm not running from that bitch Kate.  I'm just worried about what toys of Storms we find in there next.   I hear you ranting behind me and..it sounds familiar.  I shout back down the corridor.."Oh great, Im being chased by Ricardo Montalban in drag!  You really are two dimentional aren't you?"  Oh if she wants me I'm going to make her work for it.  I dash out into the darkness.  I look back to see the lights of the mansion flickering in the darkness...now where did I park?  I look around but I have no landmarks to guide me. But I hear hoofbeats..'Oh great here come Kahn again." 

[Niki]

I watch as Erin and Christina shove off... I gather they want to settle their differences in some haunted room in the mansion... The moment Niki gets up and heads for the bathroom... completely disheveled, I get up from the floor and head after her... hey, you witchy bitch... where do you think you're going? I stand next to you, and with a deliberate shove, I throw you against the wall and... surprise! A secret room opens and we rush in. Between its walls, I can make out the voices of Kate and another girl amidst the shoves and bangs... we both listen intently...

As I'm in the bathroom cleaning up myself from that green slimy liquid Marlu follows me and pushes me up against the wall.
Suddenly the wall opens up revealing a secret passage behind. We both listen and can hear chatter in the distance. Marlu comments that kate is one of the voices but can't make out the other.
After awhile I just sneak out and leave her there where I see my friend Christina sitting at the bar.
I go right over and give her a peck on her left cheek. You look a little bruised up but no worse than you were before.
I suggest there's a nice tavern about a mile from here. Why don't we go and crash it. This place is not for us.
We both agree and hold each other's hands as we make way towards the exit door.
As we are about to open all of a sudden the lights all go out.the mansion goes into total darkness.
Quickly I open the door and we go out. It's a stormy night as the sounds of thunder and the clatter of lightning light up the sky.
We can hear chaos back inside the mansion but we just keep going. Every witch for themselves now.

[NekoKitsune]

"Yeah, bitch, fuck me." I look into Alexa's eyes and laugh again, but this time it's not a crazy laugh, but a normal human laugh. "Just let's not do it here, let's go somewhere less dirty, less crowded, and where no one will stop us from fucking or fighting."

[Lauren (Tatt Cat)]

To survive in the jungle or in a mansion filled with fierce fighting foes, one must lurk in the shadows and let the others rip and tear each other to shreds ... then swoop in stealthily to attack when and where they're most vulnerable. Okay, I know that some might condemn this battle strategy as underhanded and maybe a bit cowardly. But it's most def a jungle out there and in here too! And it's kept this blonde Bali Jungle Girl fairly unscathed so far. My sharp talons have claimed a few victims from this house full of enemies old and new. I examine the wet dark crimson streaks of blood on my fingers. With an evil snarl I brush my bloody fingertips across my face and also on my heaving breasts under my tiger print bikini top ... war paint at its most primal! My hunger for violence grows ... I want more victims, I need more victims, I want more victims!

[Olga]

Alix's sudden attack takes me by surprise. I wasn't planning on fighting her, I was just interested in her bra.
But now I have to do something. For a second, I'm tempted to kick her in the groin and powerbomb her onto the table, but I decide against it, still feeling sorry for that sweet little table Erin broke.
Everything that's happening here has already caused considerable damage to the furniture.
I choose the moment when Alix gets carried away with her attack and ends up too close to me, I quickly close the distance and wrap little Alix in a bear hug. I hold Alix tightly, keeping both her arms pinned to her body.
"Give up, baby," I whisper, pressing my opponent tightly to my chest.

[Erin Lee]

I think now is a good time to make my exit. I had a really good fight with Olga, nearly got beaten to a pulp by Christina until she got over confident. Tried to help Marlu in her battles with Niki and Christina, not that she needed my help. Got taken to a private room by Kate to recover and helped myself to more gin than i should have, so, all in all not a bad time. But now it's time to go skin a few more dalmations so i can make a new cloak.

I step carefully between battered and broken bodies. I see placement pictures of those that promised to take part in the poll but didn't and i tear them down and fling them on the muddy floor before grinding them into the dirt with my heel, they really think that was a good way to treat a poll, the participants and the members?

I get to the shattered remnants of the door and run my fingers along the destroyed wood, Christina did quite a job on that didn't she.

Finally i turn to face the room and at the risk of offending Nutmeg, which i have no wish to do. Speaking from my heart, i try to give of my best whenever i do something that is to be read by the membership or at least by those that wish to read it but one thing pisses me off, pisses me off like nothing else in this idiotic cyber world we so joyfully inhabit is those of you, and yes i am aware of a few of you who have multi ID's. You twist the votes, ruin the fun and generally make a farce of the whole thing. You know who you are, you know who you voted for, you are totally infantile and seriously, yo0u need to get a life. If that upsets you, tough, i don't care. You turn the whole idea of a poll into a farce.

Nuff said


Erin Lee...out!!

[marlu Queen]

I see marlu. proper against the wall, looks like. she is resting. 

I approach slowly,,,as hell for leather is close by,  with the right move I  can  knock off one, or both

and make the next step. to claiming the throne

Did you think that attack was going to get you off scot-free? I pounce on you, grabbing your hair from behind with both hands, trying to drag you across the darkened mansion floor. Only the moonlight and the flickering candlelight illuminate the chaos of the fights and the girls rushing about. Shouts and blows echo everywhere. I see Erin limping out of the house, battered from the fighting. I tried to help her, but I was attacked several times by different witches.
But now I'm focused on fighting that bitch Lexibabe

[marlu Queen]