Shizuka vs Beatrix - Zom 100 Anime Catfight Story

[Edududu]

Hello everyone! It's been a while since I posted a story here, but I thought I'd give it a shot one more time, with another story featuring two anime characters. Hope you all enjoy it, and if you read it, please tell me the comments what you thought. Be it compliments or constructive criticism, feedback is a greta motivator to any writer!

[Edududu]

We behold a beautiful clearing in the middle of a secluded forest in the Japanese countryside. It's a lazy, albeit warm, afternoon, and all the nearby animals seemed to shy away from the open field in order to find any sort of protection from the scorching heat. And so, you could barely hear a thing in the region besides the occasional bug buzzing and the coursing water from the nearby river. Truly an idyllic place to spend a vacation...

...that would be the case, if, you know, the zombie apocalypse hadn't happened just a few months earlier.

Yes, that cataclysmic virus that had hit on a country-wide scale, causing ripples throughout everyone's lives. Most people decided to shelter themselves away, doing whatever they could to survive the ongoing apocalypse. Of course, some didn't want to just lie down and accept those circumstances, and decided to use this opportunity to try and better their lives. Akira Tendo's party of four was more of the latter, wanting to fulfill a list of 100 things before turning into a zombie.

The composition from the list ranged from usual stuff, like "Finding the girl of my dreams", or "Running a marathon", to more outlandish ideas, like "Going to space" or "Riding an ostrich". And it's specifically due to number 86 on the list that we return to the clearing, that now houses two ladies setting up an improvised fighting ring.

"I swear, those two horny idiots are going to have to pay me back tenfold for humoring this nonsense", exclaimed the extremely annoyed Shizuka Mikazuki. Known for usually being the calm and collected brains of the group, the 27 year-old japanese woman was now uncharacteristically tense, repeatedly fulfilling her tick of pushing the one longer strand of her short brown hair behind her ear. Instead of wearing her usual colorful jacket, her toned and beautiful body was covered by a simple combo of black sports bra and shorts, as if she was about to engage in some type of exercise.

"Oh come on Shizuka-chan, you vere the one who suggested we do thiis in the first place!". The reply came from the energetic 21-year old college student who was doing the last finishing touches on the tarp that would compose their ring. Born in Germany, Beatrix Amerhauser couldn't contrast her friend more if she tried. She was drop-dead gorgeous, with piercing blue eyes and beautiful waist-length golden hair tied in a ponytail. Her body was more muscular, with an unusually large pair of breasts and ass, that seemed to want to burst from her simple outfit. Going for sex appeal over form, she was still wearing a red bikini that did very little to conceal her ample physique.

Shizuka sighed back heavily in response. "You know very well I didn't exactly know what was going on when I signed up for this". She then removed her shoes, stepping in front of the camera placed on the outskirts of the ring. "But you know, we all went through too much the last couple days. As long as we don't go too hard it could be good for everyone, right?".

"Nicely said!!" Bea replied emphatically, also getting into position. "Now, shall I valk you through how catfights are supposed to vork?".


***

Now would be an appropriate time to give some extra context for the situation. It all began right after the intense conflict in Tendo's hometown, where a couple problematic individuals decided to let some zombies loose to cause as much chaos as possible. It was an arduous fight, but most people ended up surviving, and it brought the group much closer, leading to them putting their heads together to create a collective expansion of the list. And one of those was definitely thought with a different kind of head.

At first, Shizuka looked at item number eighty-six of the bucket list with intrigue. "Watch a real-life catfight" seemed like a really unusual request, even for someone as eccentric as Akira. What benefit would there be to watch two cats fighting? And wouldn't it be animal cruelty to put them through it? However, he had gone through a lot of stress in the recent conflict, so she thought of taking one for the team and helping him by ticking off something from the list. Besides, how hard could finding a couple of cats be?

"You want to WHAT?", Akira exclaimed, mouth agape.

"Help you with item 86, what's the big deal?", Shizuka replied softly, deeply unaware of the implications of what she was agreeing to due to her sheltered high-class upbringing.

"O-o-ok? Bu-bu-but you know you need a partner for that, ri-right?", Tendo replied, now almost shivering in a mix of arousal about the fight and fear at the potential response to the request.

"Sure? I can ask Bea to do it with me then. Do you think that would work?"

"YE-YES! ABSOLUTELY!", Akira yelled, trying as hard as he could to disguise the raging boner forming in his pants. "We'll do this right away, before we get to our next destination. But just one more time, you're 100% sure you want to do this, no matter what?".

"Yes, yes, god you're annoying! I already agreed to it, didn't I? I'll iron out the details with Bea", Shizuka huffed, going to meet Bea outside.

The look of shock on Beatrix's face as she received the request was only surpassed by the despair on Shizuka's face as the german, a self-proclaimed japan-aficionado, explained what a catfight actually stood for. After a few exasperated minutes of the whole group arguing amongst themselves, Shizuka actually relented, realizing she was the only one to blame for this sequence of events. Bea was also really excited, realizing she would get to live through a new type of authentic japanese experience for the first time. The only condition was to have the fight in an isolated place, and record it with cameras so the boys could watch it later. The gentlemen happily obliged, realizing that despite it not being in person, finding a working catfight club would be a really tall order in the apocalypse.

And so, a location was scouted, and the fight was set up. It's time to go back to the present and see their long awaited brawl.

***
"So you're saying it's something closer to pro-wrestling then an actual sport?", Shizuka asked, while wrapping up a series of tight stretches in her arms to get ready for the fight.

"Pretty... much!...For the best ones...it's just as much...huff...about the narrative...puff...as it is about the fighting!", Beatrix replied energetically, in the middle of a series of jumping jacks.

"I cannot understand how something fake like this can be so appealing to those morons. Is it really that exciting to see women play-fighting?", Shizuka retorted while sitting down and stretching her legs.

"Vell, from vat I read it depends on the person", Beatrix claimed, moving on to a series of calisthenics. "In general, I think they just enjoy seeing vomen getting all up close and personal, right? Ve roll around, get all dirty and sweaty, maybe even lose some of our clothes in the process haha! There are people who'd pay real money to see something like this, be it by commissioning a producer or going to a club and seeing it in person".

"Guess there are fools willing to throw money into anything, huh?"

"Oh, I don't know about that, did you know that there's a lot of craftsmanship involved? There are even specific types of subgenres in catfights, ones focused on breasts or pussies, or ones that are more violent, MMA-style. Heck, even ones focused on a size difference, like the one we're about to have! People love to see a smaller girl struggling against a larger one", Beatrix giggled, while moving in front of the camera to begin the recording.

Despite her nonchalant exterior, that last remark somehow actually got under Shizuka's skin. She was very familiar with Bea's quirky personality, so she understood the comment about her "struggling" was made with no ill intent. However, the thought of the comparison between the two was somehow making her blood boil, and she was not exactly sure as to why.

And in that couple of seconds, her analytical mind started racing looking for an answer. Was Bea actually going into this expecting an easy win? What would happen if that were the case? Would it mess with the dynamic the group had? Would Akira somehow think less of her if she lost to Bea? So many questions, that all led to the same conclusion: despite the ridiculousness of that premise, and how unwilling she was at the start, Shizuka NEEDED to win this. Not just to fulfill her request to Akira, but to PROVE she was the strongest in the group, and to answer to a by then hidden feeling of primal female pride welling inside her. It was like she was bitten by a zombie with a catfighter virus, and it was asking for some action.

"Sure Bea, I get your point now", the japanese woman replied in a bitter tone, also getting into position, crossing her arms defiantly. "So, in all your experience, do you have any idea how we could begin this properly?"

"Well...", Bea said as she began to walk dangerously close to Shizuka, while pressing play on their camera. "I think there needs to be some escalation so the fight actually feels worthwhile for everyone right? People are going to be vay more engaged with us rolling around if there's some sort of preamble. Let's start by doing a simple test of strength to varm the vaters, then a boob clash, and see what happens from there!"

Shizuka scoffed a little at the idea of forcing story arcs into the fight, but Bea seemed serious, or at least as serious as she could be in those circumstances. Her hands were outstretched, beckoning her friend to join in. She guessed there had to be worse ways to start a brawl, so she conceded to the request. She brought their hands together and clasped, making sure to use a bit more force than necessary to showcase her determination.

And so, their battle was on.

Understandably, Beatrix had a bit more advantage in a contest of raw strength. Shizuka may have developed a strong core over months of working out in her preparation to brace the zombie apocalypse, but the german was naturally way more gifted in that regard, with a body many would die for. And Shizuka was feeling that mood in bulk in the first three minutes of their clash. Amidst all the grunts of effort and beads of sweat forming into their bodies (most of them coming from the japanese girl), you could see that Bea was very easily forcing her opponent towards the end of the mat. Instinctively, they seemed to have agreed that pushing the other out of the ring would be the conclusion of that step of the fight.

"COME ON SHIZUKA-CHAN! PUSH ME BACK! DO IT!", she yelled happily, clearly seeing the situation as nothing more than a game. Despite her desperate struggle, Shizuka was incredibly determined to adjust her rival's attitude.

And so she gripped, and she shoved, and she pulled, all efforts in trying to turn the tables in that struggle. All of those were in vain however, as for every step she managed to make the blonde take, it was like she was forced to walk four in the opposite direction. Not even 15 minutes into the fight, and the japanese lady was already starting to feel drained, both in a physical and spiritual sense.

"Crap...hngh...why...oof...does your FAT ASS NOT BUDGE???", she cried, already starting to lose her composure.

"Awwww Shizuka, that's it! Keep going! People ADORE seeing the underdog give it all in a fight! The boys vill surely love this!", the german replied, once again elated at what their clash had devolved into.

That condescending comment was the fuel needed for the brunette's anger to flare up. She made the swift call that even though she could not beat Bea in a head-to-head struggle, they hadn't agreed to any rules for the confrontation, so she started putting her brain to good use. Mere centimeters away from being pushed off, she decided to leverage her heavier opponent's weight for a quick turnaround.

And so, she started coaxing Bea by doing a series of quick pushes, almost trying to bait her into finishing the job then and there. Fortunately for her, the german took the bait, and went for a significant push, just what the brunette wanted. With a sort of improvised aikido maneuver, she tripped the blonde with her foot, and used the momentum to switch places swiftly, instantly turning the tables. With a yelp, one of her feet touched the grass, earning the japanese the metaphorical "win" in that first leg of the brawl. Both opponents released their shared grip and started staring at one another tensely, using those precious seconds to also catch their breaths.

Taken by surprise and seemingly more disappointing and confused then anything, Beatrix asked:

"Vhy did you do that Shizuka-chan? Not only was that a dirty move, but ve ended up cutting the test of strength extremely short!"

"What do you mean by 'dirty move' Armerhauser?", Shizuka spat back, crossing her arms defiantly. "There were no rules we previously agreed upon, I was just going with your whims because I assumed you were a 'connoisseur' of the genre, like you are with everything else japanese. But I have to say, I'm not really impressed. No one is going to enjoy seeing me pushing against you for half an hour!"

Deep inside, the japanese hoped that comment would somehow peeve her opponent and escalate the fight to something more....direct. After all, a Japan aficionado like Beatrix definitely wouldn't stand for seeing her credentials questioned like that, right?

She couldn't be more wrong in her prediction, as the blonde relaxed and snickered a little bit, tossing her ponytail over her shoulder.

"HAHAHA I get you now Shizuka-chan! If you vere feeling this insecure about how the fight vas going, ve could've taken a break at any time and change courses! I'm sure ve can think of something more fitting for you so ve can both have our fun!"

If Shizuka was annoyed earlier, she was LIVID now. Bea's seemingly genuine level of consideration and callousness towards the fight did little to calm down her increasingly burning desire to beat the blonde in that contest.

And so, in a very uncharacteristic way for her, the japanese tactician did a purely instinctual maneuver. With one hand, she gripped her foe's lush ponytail to pull her closer, towards the center of their battlefield, and with another started raining multiple snappy, albeit seemingly ineffectual slaps to the face.

It was now Bea's turn to trip her foe, feeling even more confused then before by the sudden attack. Shizuka ended up falling on her knees, but much for the blonde's dismay, refused to let go of the hair, clasping both of her hands in the golden locks.

"AUGH, vhat's vrong vith you? Vhy are you doing this to me?"

"What, isn't pulling hair a catfight staple? I'm just moving things along, and giving you the fight you wanted!", the brunette teased, getting right into Bea's face.

"Vow, you really ARE insecure right? No vorries, I just thought of something that vill make you drop it AND look really cool for the camera!"

"Oh, and what might th...OUCH!" Shizuka yelled, as Bea headbutted her in the face, causing her to release one of her hands. The other didn't cling for much longer, as the german used her foot to shove her away with a brutal kick to the breasts.

Despite all the time she spent running from zombies, this was definitely the most winded she had felt in her life. It took a short while for her to recover her senses, and she felt like her chest had just been trampled by a wild animal. How could one ditzy college student be this strong?

The blonde didn't leave that exchange completely unscathed though. The japanese woman's grip on her hair was surprisingly strong, to the point where upon forcing her away, Shizuka managed to painfully yank a couple strands in the process. As Bea nursed her damaged mane and stared at the blonde bundle of hair in her foe's hand, she finally started to question: was she somehow actually trying to fight for real?

"Jeez Shizuka-chan, you didn't need to pull so hard! Sorry about the kick, but for a moment I felt that you vere trying to rip my hair from head back there!"

Shizuka stood up, almost fully recovered from her fall, and still frustrated from not being taken seriously enough, she yelled back:

"Well, not sure why you're so pissy about this, I did you a favor by ripping some of that flaky hair from your head! You're the one who tried to pop my breasts just now!"

If Bea had some confusion about Shizuka's behaviour before, now the brunette was starting to truly annoy her. That same little bug in the air that was raising the japanese's aggression had somehow found its way towards Bea too, and she was feeling saucy enough to respond to her rival in kind.

"OHHHH entschuldigung mein freund, I didn't think your breasts vere that fragile! But don't you vorry, I'll be much gentler vith your little mounds from now on. Ve can even skip the vhole breast clash thing, and do something that's much more your style, like hairpulling!"

That last comment really got to Shizuka, preying on the insecure comparisons she had been making the entire fight. Her face was now bright red, a mix of anger and shame, and the blood boiling in her head put her mind in a single track: it was time to escalate this and show that blonde bitch who's actually the best.

"WE'LL NOT BE SKIPPING ANYTHING, YOU HEAR ME cxnt? I'M GOING TO CRUSH THOSE FAT JUGS OF YOURS AND ACTUALLY LEAVE A MARK ON YOU!"

"Namecalling so soon Shizuka-chan? Shame on you, I really expected more from a japanese lady. But if that's vhat you REALLY vant...", Bea then proceeded to stomp her feet in the ground, sumo-style, getting her chest ready for the clash.

"....BRING IT ON!"

Shizuka waited not for a single second to charge against her now hated foe. With a natural instinct neither knew they had, they grasped each other's shoulders and began putting their mammaries to the test against the other pair. Pretty soon, the relative quietness of the glade was taken over by a series of pained grunts, groans and yelps, accompanied by the juicy sound of flesh clashing against each other.

And for better or worse, most of those noises originated from the smaller brunette. Despite all the bravado and motivation, deep down she started regretting continuing with the breast clash after a couple minutes of non stop slamming. Bea's tits felt like a steel wall, and despite being formidable in their own right, her own pair was just not cut out for an opponent like that. Even worse, the german's hits felt like battering rams, dealing maximum damage with little to no effort.

Shizuka was trying any possible maneuver to find a way out of that predicament. A series of straightforward strikes, prolonged bearhugs, two-timing a single breast, doing sideways slashes to harm exposed skin. But none of them were enough. In fact, looking at Shizuka's tactics just gave Beatrix some inspiration to further her own titfighting repertoire, and soon the japanese was getting a taste of her own medicine. At some point, already exhausted from the effort, Shizuka could've sworn the blonde had managed to pierce a couple holes in her sports bra from the friction alone.

As surreal as that might sound, that's the inhuman level of opposition Shizuka was facing. Their now over ten minute long clash was filling her mind with an unimaginable level of pain, making all of the brunette's strikes sloppier and more erratic. They even started completely forgetting about the camera as they stumbled around, frequently getting out of the recording range as a consequence.

"Huff...give...up...Shizuka-chan...guh...", Bea pleaded between slams. "You know....my...breasts....are better. If you...don't stop... I'll crush yours....and not even feel bad about...it....VHORE."

"FUCK...nghh....YOU....BITCH!" Shizuka spat back in defiance, landing another strike. She was clearly fighting through tears, but also somehow managed to land one of her few successful slams from the brawl, popping one of the blondes breasts out of her bikini. "If I had...to eat as many 'bratwursts'....as you...mine would probably have to be just as big."

Bea's japanese wasn't on the level where she could 100% parse the play on words, but the possibility of being called fat, or even worse, clearly struck. "THAT'S IT!.....YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD LUDER!"

The blonde's retaliation was quick and vicious. After a painful series of blows that tore even more pieces of Shizuka's top, she managed to shove the japanese to the floor, and landed full-on the smaller pair. And she didn't stop there, repeating the process multiple times, much to the brunette's despair.

"SCHLAMPE! KUH! FOTZE!", Beatrix screamed with every burst, spending almost all of her arsenal of german swears.

Shizuka was in agony now. If she was feeling an extreme level of pain before, now she was in a personal hell. The slams were so vicious and frequent that it was incredibly difficult to even consider a way out of that predicament. If only those oversized breasts weren't blocking her vision...

...that thought, however, led to a truly devious idea. She even shuddered imagining doing it to someone she held dear, but when standing against a Goliath, the only reasonable choice was to land a precise strike like David.

And so, Shizuka's teeth crushed HARD against Bea's now exposed nipple..

The scream of pain was the loudest one seen in the fight yet. The move was perfectly calculated by the tactician, grasping the tip of the nipple just as Bea was rising up, using the blonde's own momentum to increase the punishment. Working as hard as she could to endure the pain, the german tried with all her might to leave that predicament, but the pain made it somewhat difficult to do anything with the equivalent level of hurt as the bite.

Bea's scattershot approach was not going unnoticed by the older girl though. Despite all her efforts to keep the foreigner at bay, Shizuka got kneed dangerously close to her crotch, was pummeled repeatedly in the head and face, and had strands of her black hair being pulled from the roots. She also started feeling a cold breeze around her torso, as her chest was now being exposed by the blonde's sharp claws tearing her sports bra into pieces.

Though the retaliatory pain in her body was immense, and with both of her hands and feet occupied trying to hold off the blonde's advances, Shizuka held strong, and even strengthened her bite to continue the punishment, drawing a bit of blood. Being this much closer to her opponent also made her jealousy towards the german flare to even higher levels. After all of their travels together, she obviously knew how fit and attractive her friend was, but having that quite literal taste of her body so up close and personal, tearing her fangs into mounds of flash that seemed as sturdy as stones, was making her blood boil. Could that be due to the usual jealous anger, regret over her own insecurities, or even a little bit of lust towards her colleague? In trying to process those feelings, she deduced it quite possibly could be a mixture of a bit of all of those, but that complicated unpacking would have to happen later. Right now, she needed to hold on for just long enough to finally beat that bitch in the fight.

And that was easier said than done at the moment. Bea's desperation was taking the struggle to a whole other level. Alongside the previously mentioned attacks, the blonde was now bucking and thrashing ferociously in an attempt to remove the brunette from her tit, causing both of them to swing around in the floor in an unpredictable manner. All that rolling around finally weakened the brunette's defenses, opening an escape route for the ravaged student.

Using all the strength her body could muster, Beatrix slammed Shizuka to the ground, while also leveraging her larger weight to press her knee into the japanese's gut. Feeling the air escaping from her lungs, Shizuka's bite finally weakened, giving Bea just enough time to land a hard punch on her rival's face, finally breaking the tortuous hold.

At last reaching a short reprieve from their struggle, both ladies took some time to recover from their wounds. Most of Bea's pain was concentrated naturally on her now reddened breast, which she was now desperately trying to nurse in any capacity to reduce the pain. Shizuka on the other hand, had just stood up a couple meters away feeling dazed, assessing all the damage in her body, quickly realizing by her swollen face that her opponent must've given her a black eye. That moment of quiet rest was fleeting though, since as soon as they looked back towards each other feeling exhausted and panting heavily, the hostility they were trading earlier came back in full force. Glaring hatefully, both of them knew deep down that their fight was far from over.

"GOTT IN HIMMEL!.... VHAT'S VRONG VITH YOU YOU PSHYCO!", Bea screamed, with tears starting to form in her eyes.

"You....YOU are what's wrong with EVERYTHING you bimbo!", Shizuka yelled back, starting to stand up. "When you joined our group, you just HAD to become the center of attention, right? You're lucky we have need of a big fat gorilla like you to fight zombies, because that pathetic weaboo act of yours is so tacky that it's starting to get on my nerves!"

After hearing those remarks, the blood instantly rose to the german's head. If she was into the idea of beating her friend before, she would do so now with as much actual violence as possible. And she started right away with verbal remarks.

"Really Shizuka-chan? All of this is over your jealousy?". she questioned, wiping the freshly formed tears in her face and standing up threateningly. "I have to say, I used to look up to you vhen ve met, but seeing that new side of you is making me think you're more pathetic than anything else. Despite being soooooooo smart, does it not occur to you that the boys might actually vant to have me around?"

She then proceeded to play around with her exposed breast in front of the camera, to make her last remark hit a bit harder. "Even you vould agree that having THIS nearby sure beats having a nagging vashboard bossing them at every second, right?"

"OH that's rich!", Shizuka sneered, starting to walk towards her enemy. "Then help me out here, jealous of 'vhat' exactly? Your generic face? Those fake tits of yours? Your even faker personality?"

Both combatants were now standing mere inches away from each other, their bodies trembling with the anticipation of the struggle. If looks could kill, they'd both be already dead multiple times over. Shizuka broke the stalemate by pointing a finger at her rival:

"We both know that you couldn't hack it in Europe, so you chose to roleplay here instead, hijacking our group for your stupid requests. So, yes Bea, I'll concede, you might have been useful before, but nothing would make me truly happier than seeing you gone for good."

"Vell, ve can at least agree on that last part, I vould LOVE to put you in your place once and for all. I'm sure me and the boys vould have way more fun on our trips without a frigid hag like you polluting our view!"

"FRIGID HAG? OH YOU'VE DONE IT NOW!", Shizuka yelled, landing a hard slap on the blonde. Regrettably, the impact was felt more on the brunette's side than her foe's. She wasn't that used to strikes like these, and her wrist was reeling with the brunt of the impact.

Looking on the bright side, it definitely served to convey her feelings very clearly. Bea's response was equally incisive: two backhanded slaps with almost three times the strength. The second one even forcing Shizuka briefly to her knees.

"Huh, guess I still hit pretty vell for a 'fat gorilla', right?" Bea taunted, leaning close to her rival for the final part. "I know you think you're pretty smart, so just concede and ve can stop this vithout anymore hurr...OUWA".

That yell came from a swift headbutt offered by the japanese. She stood up defiantly, crossing her arms. "If you want me to concede, MAKE ME. We fight for real now. Unless you'd rather stop?"

Bea looked back with a mixture of anger and excitement. "Ve go voman to voman then?"

"Woman to woman."

They started approaching each other.

"No rules?"

"None at all."

Even closer.

"And ve can keep going until one of us surrenders?"

"You betcha."

They were now mere inches apart.

"May the best one vin?"

"Certainly, and in that case..."

"I'LL WIN!", both of them yelled in unison, crashing their bodies together like two freight trains. Forgetting completely about the camera and the actual reason for their fight, both ladies were now scurrying around wildly, as if two beasts living inside them were now fully unleashed. For those next dangerous minutes, they stopped thinking of each other as trusted friends and companions, and were dead set on proving they were the better as woman.

With one hand deep in the other's mane and the other landing strikes in various parts of the body, it seemed like both of the fighters were trying their hardest to test the other's pain tolerance. Almost like a choreographed dance, they were tip-toeing around in and out of the camera's view, trading insults and cusses that were sometimes not picked up properly by the recording.

At one point, they fell down to the floor and rolled right in front of the device. Shizuka had her claws sunk deep in Bea's ass, but locked in a grimace while the german was trying her hardest to stay on top and crush her in a nasty bearhug. Regrettably, once again the japanese was in the backfoot of the fight. Try as she might, she couldn't pry the blonde off of her, and her breath was beginning to falter, and if it were to remain so, she estimated it wouldn't take long for her to pass out. Of course, that would be only if this duel remained "honorable", but as someone who loved military strategy, Shizuka knew sometimes one needed to fight dirty to win a war.

And fight dirty she did, with a two-pronged assault. First she spit point-blank on the blonde's face, dazing her, followed by moving her claws to her foe's crotch. Even Shizuka felt it was an unusually cruel move, but she couldn't deny its effectiveness. The german's screams as her lips were scratched were proof enough of that. She tried slapping and scratching the japanese woman's back, but the pain was strong enough that she was forced to loosen the bearhug and stand up.

"MEIN GOTT, YOU MONSTER! HOW COULD YOU!"

"HOW COULD I?", Shizuka replied, painting heavily after finally being freed. "You say this like you haven't been doing just as worse to me!"

"THAT'S NO EXCUSE! You really hurt me!"

"It's not my fault you're weaker down there! We agreed to no rules Bea, and we both want to win! Now do your worst or I'll keep this up until you're gone!"

"Oh I'll do my vorst Shizuka-chan", Bea said threateningly, sticking both of her hands in the japanese's hair to lift her up. "I'll show you vho's veak!"

Bea then attempted to knee the brunette in the crotch multiple times, but Shizuka managed to anticipate the strikes, blocking them with her legs. They still hurt like a motherfucker though, and she could only shiver at the thought of what would happen if Bea had the chance to attack her crotch properly. Her hands were also working overtime trying to pry the blonde from her hair, scratching and slapping at anything she could touch.

Once again, she realized the best option was to hit the blonde in two different spots to escape her predicament. She grabbed the german's torn bikini, and placed her foot in her foe's abdomen, trying with all her might to pry herself off of the grab. That vicious tug of war ended with a loud SNAP, as all of that exertion caused the already weakened garment to rip.

The sudden release made both of the combatants fall a fair distance away from each other, Shizuka holding some of the tattered remains of the bikini while Bea held on to a couple clumps of black hair. Nursing her injured scalp, Shizuka started to think of all the ways she could pay the blonde back, when she was surprised by a wet bikini bottom tossed at her face. As she started up, she met the determined gaze of her now completely naked rival.

"Get up bitch, ve are still not done. And since you vanted to see me like this so bad, I hope you'll also give me the courtesy of meeting me at the same level. Or are you too scared to get your ugly body even more hurt?", the blonde taunted, with a confident smirk on her face.

After the challenge, Shizuka's aggressiveness broke for a split second, blushing a bit at the thought of wrestling naked. That was short-lived though, as her determination to win quickly rose back to the surface. She stood up, huffing, and started removing her clothes in a very slow and deliberate fashion, almost as if trying to taunt her rival in some capacity. Bea rolled her eyes performatively, but deep down she was somewhat impressed. She knew from the beginning she had the better body of two, but Shizuka's physique was not that far off. She was somewhat glad her enemy was strong enough to offer an honorable duel, if you could call the recording that.

And speaking of the recording, it seemed to be a distant memory in the minds of the battle-crazed participants. They were both staring each other down at a very awkward angle for the camera, making it hard to capture the scene in its totality. It took until they started circling each other like rival lionesses to get a clearer picture, especially of the damage the conflict caused. Their naked bodies glistened with sweat, with multiple visible bruises, and their hairs were clumpy, dishevelled messes. Though, that's only what could be perceived externally. Deep inside, they were both extremely energized and excited to move their fighting to it's proverbial climax.

"So... are you going to stop just staring at me anytime soon?", Shizuka inquired, doing a playful spin to show off. "Are you afraid, or just admiring me?"

"There's nothing to admire about you, vhore! At least if compared to THIS", the german taunted back, hitting a much more seductive pose to show off her assets. "I'm just sizing you up before ve clash again. It's a classic catfight move, after all".

"Oh really? So tell me this, you perverted weeabo", Shizuka squirmed, trying very poorly again to conceal her frustration with the taunting. "In any of those 'size difference' matches you mentioned, is it common for the larger girl to struggle so much against the smaller one? If I'm sooo inferior, shouldn't you already have won by now?"

"T-that's not THAT uncommon!", it seemed that, for the first time in the fight, one of Shizuka's taunts successfully made Bea feel inadequate about herself. Maybe in her head, she went into the fight fully expecting to have an easy battle against her rival, but Shizuka had by now repeatedly proved her wrong. "It usually makes for a more interesting narrative! But since you're so eager for us to end this, I'll gladly stop holding back and finish you for good!"

"Oh holding back? I was about to say the same to you! I can't wait to knock you out and feed your fat tits to the zombies, I'm sure they could use a hearty meal like this!"

"YOU PSYCHOTIC NUTTE!"

"YOU DITZY SKANK!"

"SCHLAMPE! ZICKE!"

"DUMBASS! SLUT!"

Soon, the ladies were once again glued to each other, and any semblance of insults were traded by feral and animalistic grunts. It was as if the girls' mutual hatred had reached its natural peak. Their now fully exposed nipples were touching, sending an indescribable electricity through their bodies. Everything was on the line, and nothing was holding them back to achieve a decisive victory over the other.

And with a hearty slap from the brunette that resounded through the clearing, the final stage of the confrontation began. Bea retaliated by tackling the japanese woman to the floor, looking to once again restrain her enemy. The blonde was however forced to rethink her by a bite in her shoulder, accompanied by a series of slams on her back, that forced her hand quite literally into a nasty crotch maul to escape. The exasperated yelp that came out of the smaller lady was enough to stop the bite dead on its tracks, and sadly for her it wouldn't be the only one. Knowing that type of pain first hand, Bea sunk her fangs almost hungrily into the japanese's breast, chewing on it like a dog with a brand-new toy.

If Shizuka was in pain before, now she was practically seeing stars. She was now pressed against the floor, with Bea attacking her like a relentless demon, seemingly unfazed by all the blows and hairpulls the japanese was giving in retaliation. She was even unable to yell at that point, choosing to focus her efforts into a quiet prayer to whomever was willing to listen and help her out of that predicament. That help didn't come from any God though, but of her claws, leaving red marks on the blonde's face. It was now Bea's time to yelp, as she rolled away from her foe, clutching her face in pain.

Once again, Shizuka managed to pierce through the german's rock hard defenses with a well aimed strike in a sensitive area. And she didn't stop there, standing up and stomping the blonde repeatedly. At this point, due to the closeness of the ladies to the tripod, you couldn't even see the reactions of the blonde, but the pained grunts helped paint a pretty vivid picture of the scene.

The spectators, however, would get a different angle of the action really soon, as the german managed to trip the japanese, making her fall to the floor and also knocking the tripod sideways as a consequence. Calling it a better point of view would be a bit of stretch though, as all one could see at that moment was the upper half of the combatants, struggling against each other with hands intertwined, with angry glares and clenched teeth to boot. They rolled around in the grass a bit, trying to be the one on top, something Bea clearly had the upper edge on, managing to land a couple vicious slams in Shizuka's in between the struggle.

The situation seemed dire for the japanese woman, but once again, she had an escape plan dangling right in front of her face. Besides her amazing body, one could also argue that one of Bea's strongest assets was her amazing golden hair, that was incredibly well-groomed and long enough that she had to usually keep it in a tight ponytail to avoid it getting in the way of her fights. However, with all the pulling and rolling around, the hair tie was starting to loosen up considerably, with multiple strands starting to pop out. And so, Shizuka had one last clever play on her sleeve.

While the blonde was readying herself for another devastating set of blows, the japanese reached both of her hands up, surprising her rival when they went behind the larger woman's head. In an extremely precise maneuver, the brunette managed to tear the rest of the hair tie, and with the other, tossed the thick mass of hair over the younger woman's face. The distraction was all she needed to pry Bea out of her, and grabbing two handfuls of the golden locks, started swinging her around, slamming her painfully into any surface she could find the ground whilst tearing chunks of it. The german of course did not take this sitting, and also sank her claws into the brunette's hair to fight back, regrettably finding the process a bit more difficult due to the shorter length of her foe's mane.

The chaos of the situation made both rivals move around even further away from the toppled recording device, close to the neighbouring river. Mustering all the strength she could, Shizuka tossed Bea into the water, hoping it might somehow make her submit. The camera was at that point too far to capture accurate audio from the ladies, but you could feel the exhausted shock in the brunette's face as she was beckoned by the blonde to join her in the water for one final brawl. Angry, hurt, and drained, the japanese wildcat pounced on the other brawler, swiftly getting judo-tossed into the pond. Less than 10 seconds separated Shizuka splashing into the murky water and getting tackled by the blonde, starting another messy phase of their mutual struggle.

If rolling around on the floor had already been incredibly taxing on both the fighters so far, attempting to kill each other in the middle of a dirty pond was like going at it in a brand new personal hell. Not only did fighting while being partially submerged offer a series of extra challenges, including movement becoming more sluggish and having to keep heads afloat to avoid suffocating, but the cold water, dirt, plants, and other small natural parts of that ecosystem were getting on their skin and doing numbers on their already exposed wounds and welts. Even so, this aspect seemed to not quell the ladies drive to fight, as they seemed to go at it with renewed ferocity.

Once again, due to the position, the recording once again was completely compromised, not helped by the hectic manner in which the wildcats were trying to kill each other, completely oblivious to what got them to engage in this conflict in the first place. Occasionally, they would end up dragging each other closer to the radius of the camera, letting the viewers catch a few glimpses of the struggle.

At one point, Shizuka started slamming Bea's head underwater repeatedly, only to get pushed away by a kick to the crotch by the blonde.

In another, Bea had managed to put her enemy in a painful headlock, a hold so strong that Shizuka only got to escape by tossing some mud at the blonde's face.

In yet another moment, both girls were locked in a mutual crotch claw, a stalemate that Bea broke to sneak a claw attack at the japanes's face, resulting in a desperate yell from the brunette.

The last visible point was a series of punches traded by both girls in the face and body. The slams were heavy, with both ladies putting everything in their exhausted frames into the blows. They were definitely felt, but it was clear they were both struggling to stay up at this point. An uppercut to Bea's already ruined right breast finally knocked her backwards, and once again the viewers were left in the dark.

At this point, that battle in the river had lasted for 8 minutes. For another 6 the girls kept wrestling, way outside of what the camera was capable of recording. At most, one could hear noises of the conflict, but they were so distant that one could be mistaken that starved wild beasts were trying to kill each other.

Notwithstanding, Bea and Shizuka's war had gone on way past its natural point. And thankfully for the boys, almost as if by fate, the ladies went back to the mat for the finale. It wasn't a fancy ending though, as Bea lumbered into frame, with Shizuka clinging on her back like a spider-monkey. The japanese had trapped the blonde into basically a catfighting iron maiden, with one hand locked in hair, one digging into a breast, toenails clawing into her pussy and teeth clenched into a shoulder.

Judging by the lack of effort from the german in tossing the brunette away, it was clear Shizuka had won the fight by this point. However, a dire picture was painted by the state of the combatants, physically and spiritually. Both of them were filthy and stank horribly, with matted and ruined wet hair on her heads and even more bruises then the last point the camera captured their frames. They also looked about to faint with tears on their eyes, possibly due to a mixture of the pain and exhaustion they felt and what the high of the competition turned them into.

After taking a few steps into the mat, Bea finally laid down, and with the last of her strength, could only mutter:

"...please, Shizuka-chan, stop, you von".

"...oh...finally had enough...?", Shizuka whispered back, also struggling to keep her eyes open.

"....ja...please....lets end this...."

".....sure, just.... say I'm better than you....", the japanese replied, laying next to her foe on the ground.

"....you are....just please....let me go...."

"....and..... as a woman....?"

"....of course, sure.....you're the vay better voman"

And then, in a move that probably would break all manner of conventions if done in actual conflict, Shizuka sat on top of the blonde, and with a hearty slap, knocked her out for good. She then let out a primal scream of victory and relief, and finally passed out on top of her former enemy.

***

They would stay like this for almost an hour before their colleagues came in to check on both of them. The ladies seemed to come to their senses pretty quickly after waking, since without the adrenaline and the pheromones of the competition they returned to being extremely embarrassed and apologetic about their behaviour during the catfight.

It did, however, take a considerably longer time for both of them to return to their usual friendly relationship. On one hand, Bea's pride was deeply damaged after losing in a contest she was sure she had an upper hand in. On another, Shizuka's mind was divided between the regret over hurting her friend so badly and the primal elation she felt over beating another woman into submission.

Of course, as unlikely as it seemed, they both managed to patch up after a week or so, and things went back to normal in their travel group, the event almost completely forgotten. The girls, however, clearly still harboured some memories of it, judging by the way they sized each other up when no one else was looking. One might wonder if they fought each other again, or had another type of catfight experience, but as of now, there are no records of another battle.

As for the video. It was seen by the boys exactly one time, before Shizuza promptly erased the file out of embarrassment.  That afternoon was definitely an eventful guilty pleasure for the boys, and was sufficient for Akira to cross on his list:

86. Watch a Real-Life Catfight

[Violet Rae]

EDU!!! ONE OF MY FAVOURITE WRITERS WITH A NEW STORY AT LAST! EXCITED TO READ THIS!!!

[Violet Rae]

you never ever miss. everything you write is a hit. this I'd say is your most creative and most vicious yet, and I love it. I love that even in the parts that were slightly athletic/sports like, it's still very catty, which makes the build to a full on all out brutal catfight so exciting and satisfying. not to mention, the dialogue. the lore and the drama -- why they're fighting for real -- that is always so important and special and considering it's become somewhat rare in the past couple years, it's always so refreshing reading a story that uses relatable emotions as foundation for the fight. fucking love this!

[Edududu]

you never ever miss. everything you write is a hit. this I'd say is your most creative and most vicious yet, and I love it. I love that even in the parts that were slightly athletic/sports like, it's still very catty, which makes the build to a full on all out brutal catfight so exciting and satisfying. not to mention, the dialogue. the lore and the drama -- why they're fighting for real -- that is always so important and special and considering it's become somewhat rare in the past couple years, it's always so refreshing reading a story that uses relatable emotions as foundation for the fight. fucking love this!

Oh wow,I almost didn't recognize you at first with the new picture and username haha!

But thank you so, so much for the kind words! It's still truly surreal to me that my stories have resonated with someone so much that they'd call me one of their favorite writers, and comments like these are just the cherry on top. Really glad you enjoyed it!

[Violet Rae]

you never ever miss. everything you write is a hit. this I'd say is your most creative and most vicious yet, and I love it. I love that even in the parts that were slightly athletic/sports like, it's still very catty, which makes the build to a full on all out brutal catfight so exciting and satisfying. not to mention, the dialogue. the lore and the drama -- why they're fighting for real -- that is always so important and special and considering it's become somewhat rare in the past couple years, it's always so refreshing reading a story that uses relatable emotions as foundation for the fight. fucking love this!

Oh wow,I almost didn't recognize you at first with the new picture and username haha!

But thank you so, so much for the kind words! It's still truly surreal to me that my stories have resonated with someone so much that they'd call me one of their favorite writers, and comments like these are just the cherry on top. Really glad you enjoyed it!

I'll be re-reading this time and again like your other stories! also don't forget what I asked you on our DeviantArt chat hehe :3

[Violet Rae]