Well, lets try this again. This time Tiffany_fights will be fighting someone who has wanted a piece of her for a long time, lyannapelon.
below I have posted the pre-fight story. At the end of the story the ladies will interact with each other (I may weigh in from time to time as well). I have enabled participants in the poll to change their vote as perhaps one lady performs an action on the other that may change your mind as the battle progresses.
May the best woman win.
Tiffany_fights 5'5 124lbs 34dd, 23 yo.
lyannapelon 5'7" 130ish pounds, 32F, 23 yo.
Tiffany and Lyanna
Tiffany and JT had started dating several months ago and from the start things had kicked off quickly. He had confided in her all his fantasies including …catfighting. He was surprised and overjoyed when she was not only interested, but receptive to his particular form of kink.
“ I will gladly fight another woman over you, JT. If some bitch ever comes on to you, she had better be ready to back her actions up with her claws if she thinks she can take MY man!” Needless to say he was incredibly turned on.
Finally, one night, JT came home and told Tiffany he had met a woman at a bar that gave him an interesting proposal. Her name was Lyanna and she had found out about JT’s interest in catfighting. She also knew Tiffany and had always wanted to fight her to prove which of them was the better woman. Lyanna wanted to fight Tiffany and wanted JT to watch! She reasoned when she defeated Tiffany it would be that much more humiliating for her. Tiffany was furious and excited at the same time. She ranted and raved about how she was going to beat the shit out of this interloper and humiliate her in front of him. This bitch had been after Tiffany to fight her for a long time and the fact she had come to her man to end run her into this fight really pissed her off.
Lyanna, a blonde every bit as gorgeous as Tiffany with sexy hazel eyes that caught your attention as soon as you looked into them and a body that could stop a truck. At 5 foot 7 inches she was a little taller than Tiffany and outweighed her by about 10 pounds. That difference didn’t seem to bother Tiffany in the least. She wanted a piece of this egotistical bitch and she wanted it in front of JT so she could prove to her man she was the better woman.
JT set the fight up for the following weekend at his spacious two story summer house.
All week Tiffany heard JT’s phone vibrate with text messages from her rival. She would see him read them and sometimes grin. That damn bitch! She wanted to read his response, but she could never get the phone away from him.
One night when JT thought Tiffany was asleep, he crept out of bed and downstairs to his den. A little, bit later Tiffany reached over for him and realized he wasn’t there. Curious, she got up to look for him. When she came down the stairs, she could see a sliver of light thru the door to the den and as she got closer she could her voices. She peaked thru the crack only to see a beautiful blonde on JT’s webcam. She is dressed in a sexy bra and panties set bragging to JT about how much she works out and how much she can lift at the gym. Yes, it was Lyanna. She took a moment to take stock of her rival. She was wearing a sexy black bra and panties outfit that showed off her figure in ways that were driving JT crazy. She was holding her pretty blonde hair up in a way that was showing off her arms, neck and breasts. Tiffany realized her figure was very similar to her own. She thought to herself, that must be why he is so turned on by that whore, she looks so close to me! She even poses a little to show off her figure. Then she starts bragging about how she is going to beat the crap out of Tiffany and humiliate her just for him, and when she’s done she’s going to leave Tiffany in a heap on the floor as she lorded her defeat over her.
All the while Tiffany can see JT easing back in his chair stroking himself into a steel rod with her rival egging him on.
At first Tiffany is shocked and hurt¸ but then she her emotions turn quickly to anger and rage at her rival. Rather than confront JT, she quietly goes back to bed and never mentions the webcam escapades. She will have plenty of time the night of the fight to flame this slow burn into a fire of flame to incinerate her opponent in front of her man. “We’ll see who beats the crap out of who and who humiliates who Friday night.”
When JT finally came back to bed, Tiffany had a surprise for him that left him thinking only of her and quite exhausted as he left for work the next day.
The rest of the week is all anticipation for all involved as the fateful night arrives.
JT had left the day before to get everything ready, but he left both Tiffany and Lyanna directions and specific times to arrive (he didn’t want them to meet up before the appointed time of the fight). It amazed her at how big the two story house was as she drove up the half mile driveway. It looked like a young fortune had gone into building this place! She pulled up the roundabout driveway and as she got out of her car, JT was there to greet her with a warm, passionate kiss. He immediately grabbed her bags and escorted the beautiful young woman to her room. After she settled in, JT comes back in the room with two gift bags from Victoria Secrets. “Oh, what do we have here?”, Tiffany says coyly.
“Well, this is for you sexy,” JT says as he hands her one of the bags, “I picked this outfit out specifically for you to wear tonight for the fight.”
“Really?” Tiffany says mischievously. “And what could the other one possibly be for?” she continues thinking the other bag was a surprise for after the fight.
“Ahem, this? This bag is an outfit I specifically picked out for Lyanna to wear for the fight tonight. While you were settling in, she arrived and I escorted her to her room to settle in. If you will excuse me, I have to present this to Lyanna.” The hurt look on Tiffany’s face is unmistakable to JT as he leaves the room to see his other lover.
Tiffany’s hurt once again turns to anger at the thought of that slut getting a present from him and the fact he choose something special specifically for that bitch set her to remembering the other night when he was jacking off to her webcam screen image and description of what she was going to do to Tiffany for him.
“I am so going to beat her ass! When I am done JT won’t need to jack off. I am going to ring every drop of cum out of that big cock of his, and that bitch…. that bitch will have to lay there in humiliation knowing the better woman won.”
Lyanna had been waiting patiently for JT to get back. She knew he was off checking in on her Tiffany. She was laying on the bed thinking of how she was going to defeat and degrade that skank and how she was going to enjoy knowing that Tiffany’s man would be watching. She would giggle and chat with JT about the fight as Tiffany lay in agony and humiliation crying her eyes out as she had to helplessly watch. Suddenly her revelries were interrupted by a knock at the door.
JT entered the room with a gift bag in hand. “Ooo, what could that be handsome? A present for me? “ Lyanna said as she coquettishly and dramatically made a gesture of pointing at herself. She got up off the bed and sauntered over to him. When she got to JT she smiled as he handed her the bag. “Yes. I picked it out specifically for you to wear tonight against Tiffany. I figure if I am going to watch, I might as well enjoy it as much as possible.”
“Maybe I will do a little dance for you before the fight so you get the full effect,” Lyanna sadi teasingly, “So you get your monies worth.”
“I will look forward to it,” replied JT as he left the room.
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JT waited in the expansive library in a large overstuffed chair. It was not far from the fireplace facing it and the large bearskin rug. He sat there with a scotch in his hand only wearing a robe. It was difficult for him to sit there and not pace as he watched the clock on the mantle over the fireplace. As the time neared he couldn’t keep his eyes from darting to the two doors leading to the library from two separate halls, knowing the two loves of his life would enter from them momentarily.
Suddenly the clock chimed the appointed hour. He downed his remaining scotch in one gulp. Then, almost as if in clockwork the two doors opened at the same time and in entered the two women. He could only see their heads and feet. The rest was covered by the thick, concealing robes he had bought each of them. He marveled as the two women almost in sink walked up and stood just yards in front of him. The backlighting from the roaring fire concealed them even more from his probing eyes. He was transfixed. He realized what the bird must feel like when matching stairs with the cobra. He caught himself and stood up.
“Ladies, as you both know this has been coming for a long time between the two of you. Having two women catfight in front of me has always been a fantasy of mine. I look forward to seeing who of the two of you will come out of this the better woman. Tonight you will do that for me.”
With that JT sat back down and waited to see what would happen next.
