Who’s Your Mommy: Mom vs. Step Mom, FINAL FIGHT, TOTAL WAR!
By: Supporturgoddess
Sexy platinum blond Robin couldn’t have children of her own, but she desperately wanted a family. When she met soon-to-be-divorced Doug and his two sons, Eric and Steven, it seemed a perfect match. Robin thought she lived a charmed life, until Doug’s first wife, Marie, returned, determined to take back her family. The two women engaged in a vicious battle for control of the household and possession of the family. Their war reached the point of no return when Robin returned home and found Doug in Marie’s arms. Trophy wife Robin demanded Doug throw out his ex wife, but Doug hesitated. Marie then stomped forward and threatened to throw Robin out, by force. Robin ran to her car and drove away, with only the clothes on her back. Eric and Steven’s birth mom, Marie, had temporary custody of the house and the husband, but she knew the boys’ step mom, Robin, wouldn’t give up so easily. Marie saw the statuesque blonde’s car circling the block all day, as Robin tried to gather the courage for a final confrontation. A long-planned business trip forced Doug to leave town the next day. Both women knew of Doug’s plans. Marie would be left alone in the house. A final showdown was inevitable.
Doug left in the evening. Marie spent hours in anxious anticipation. Just after midnight, the front door slowly opened. Robin poked her nose in, looking around with wide, nervous, blue eyes. She crept into the empty living room. Having slept in her car, she still wore the clothes she had on during her last confrontation with Marie, a pink bikini. Her heart raced. She had never been in a real fight before she met Marie. She had grown up basking in the adoration of young men and looked forward to becoming a pampered trophy wife. Marie was a far better brawler, but Robin loved her new family and wouldn’t give them up without a fight.
The blonde crept to the foot of the stairs. She looked up and saw Marie at the top, hands on hips in a wide stance, wearing a flimsy red top and black shorts.
Birth mom Marie glared down. “You know, making me wait all day has only pissed me off!”
Step mom Robin snarled. “This isn’t your house anymore! Doug and the boys aren’t yours anymore, either! If I have to fight you for them, I will!”
Marie hissed, “Just because Doug wants to ride the town whore doesn’t mean you get my sons!”
“Stupid Bitch,” Robin growled, “I’ve done you a favor!”
Marie’s eyebrows rose. “Oh, really? I’m going to enjoy ripping out every bleached-blond hair from your head! When I’m done with you tonight, you’ll never dare come near my family again. When I’m finished, no man will want what’s left of you!”
Robin snarled and charged up the stairs. As she reached the halfway point, Marie turned and ran. Just as Robin reached the top of the stairs and turned into the hallway, the lights went out! Robin’s heart pounded. She reached her hands out into the inky darkness. Suddenly pain shot into her bare foot. She screamed. Something whipped past her in the darkness! It flew past again, brushing through her golden hair. Feeling along the wall, Robin found a light switch. The lights flashed back on. Robin shrieked and ducked just in time to miss the golf club Marie swung at her. The club struck a doorway and flew from Marie’s hands. Robin tried to step forward, but more intense pain shot through her feet. She looked down and saw that Marie had sprinkled thumbtacks over the floor! She saw the tacks in her bare feet, screeched, and fell back, sitting in the sea of tacks! Robin cried out. Marie looked down with devilish satisfaction. Standing at the edge of the tacks, Marie grabbed Robin’s foot and used her thumbs to press the tacks deeper into Robin’s foot. Robin screamed, thrashing and banging her head on the floor. Robin kicked Marie’s knee, causing the brunette birth mom to fall on top the blond step mom. Robin rolled on top. Marie’s eyes bulged. She yelled, as tacks meant for Robin dug into Marie’s own back!
The two beautiful women rolled out of the tacks and broke apart. Marie raised her fists. Robin’s hands became claws. The women let out battle cries and leapt together, fighting like wild animals! They yanked each other’s head brutally side-to-side and up-and-down by the hair. Their fingernails dug deep into bare flesh. Robin scratched at her rival so fast her hands became blurs, leaving pink and red marks all over Marie’s pale flesh. Marie staggered back.
Robin tackled Marie into a bedroom. They fell back together onto a bed, fighting wildly. A brief pillow fight ended with Marie on top of Robin, smothering the step mom with a pillow. Robin’s feet kicked madly in mid air. She finally managed to wrap them around Marie’s face, driving the brunette birth mom over backward. Robin punched Marie flat in the mouth. The teeth-rattling punch by the blond step mom sent the brunette birth mom toppling off the bed to the floor. Mouth bloodied, Marie tried to crawl away. Robin dove on her. The women rolled back and forth.
Driven half-mad by rage, Marie choked Robin, yelling, “Whore! Slut! I won’t let you steal my family!”
Frothing and turning blue, Robin gagged, “S-Stupid Bitch!”
Kicking and struggling to finish off the blonde, Marie’s toes slipped into the crack in the door under the bottom hinge. Robin instantly slammed her own foot against the door, forcing it shut and almost cutting off Marie’s toes, crunching them in the door. Marie screamed in agony. She punched Robin off, pulled her toes from the door, and tried to crawl away, sobbing hard.
Robin tackled Marie. The women rolled back into the hallway. They were so engrossed in their war that they ignored the pain as they rolled over the sea of tacks, but both let out frightened cries, as they toppled end-over-end down the stairs.
Dazed, the two beautiful moms gasped for air, trying to recover. Robin grabbed Marie’s red shirt as she tried to run, tearing it to shreds and pulling it off, revealing a small, sky-blue bra that barely held in Marie’s ample breasts. The women seized each other’s hair. Looking directly into each other’s eyes, neither woman wanted to admit defeat. Faces twisted and red from pain, the battle of wills went on and on…until a high-pitched shriek signaled Robin’s defeat. Marie spun Robin and flipped her through the air by her blond hair, ripping some of it out. Robin crashed over a chair, sending it over. Marie seized the blonde’s hair again, sending Robin flying over a table. It toppled over on top of her. Only the bottom of Robin’s feet could be seen over the rim of the overturned table. Marie grabbed a chair and swung it down at her enemy. The chair caught the edge of another, blocking the impact.
Undaunted, Marie mounted the larger woman, grasped Robin’s slightly smaller but firmer breasts, and taunted, “It’s a good thing you weren’t the boys’ real mom. If they’d had to survive on these fake boobs when they were babies, they’d have starved!”
Robin screamed, “They’re real!”
Marie snarled, “Oh, I forgot. You’re not a real woman. You’re not even woman enough to
have a baby of your own, are you?”
Devastated by that particularly low-blow, Robin cried, “Shut up!”
Marie savagely squeezed, twisted, clawed, and kneaded Robin’s perfectly formed, all-too-real breasts. Robin clawed Marie’s breasts in retaliation. Marie howled. The battle raged for a minute or two, before Marie’s longer breasts prevailed. Marie then lay down over Robin, using her larger breasts to smother Robin out. Robin flailed for a few seconds, but then her legs slid straight out. Darkness closed in.
Marie threw her head up and back, screaming. She clutched her breasts and yelled, “Bitch! You bit me!”
Gasping, Robin hissed, “It’s time I teach you just how cold of a bitch I can really be!”
Robin punched Marie’s face. Marie staggered off, but as Robin rose, Marie punched the blonde’s nose. Blood spattered. Eyes glassy, Robin swooned and fell. Marie grabbed a lamp cord and wrapped it around Robin’s neck! Robin’s big, blue eyes filled with terror! She scratched Marie’s face, forcing her off. The women fought from their knees, scratching and biting like wildcats! Hands in a blur, the step mom’s cat fighting skills again proved too much for the birth mom. Robin mounted Marie. The step mom dug her fingers viciously into the birth mom’s eyes. Marie’s bare feet pounded the floor. She screamed and cried, afraid Robin might blind her!
Robin suddenly stopped. She rose and stood over the sobbing brunette. Robin walked casually over to a drawer, pulled out one of Doug’s belts, and said, “Someone should have done this to you a long time ago!” Robin then whipped the brunette birth mom from head to toe.
Crying and cowering, Marie tried to crawl away. Robin grasped Marie’s shorts, but Marie wiggled out of them, revealing sky-blue panties. Losing and in pain, Marie scrambled for the kitchen, hoping to find a weapon. She threw open a drawer in search of a knife, fork, or anything else to use. The drawer was empty. She frantically pulled out drawer after drawer. Each was empty except for the last. In it she found a note from Doug. Fearing a final battle might occur in his albescence, he had done his best to remove all the potentially dangerous items he could think of from the house!
Robin entered. Fists flew. Losing, Marie grabbed Robin’s hair and drove her knee up between the step mom’s legs. Robin almost fell, but instead she returned the favor. They traded one more knee each. Marie turned green, held herself, and fell at Robin’s feet.
Robin stood over her and gloated. “Get up! Come on! I’m stealing your family. Get up and fight me!”
Tears streaming, Marie leapt up, swinging. Instantly Robin popped a fist to Marie’s mouth. Marie fell, shattered. Robin lifted Marie’s feet and stomped her between her legs, three times. Marie rolled up in a ball, crying hard.
Robin walked off and plopped down in a chair. “Take all the time you need, loser. When you’re ready, I’ll give you another chance. I want you to know for sure that in a fair, all-out fight, I’ll always beat you, because I’m the better woman.”
Marie whined.
After a few minutes, Robin taunted, “Oh, come on, Marie! I’m stealing your sons! Aren’t you even woman enough to get up and fight for them?
Tears pouring down her purple face, half-mad birth mom Marie threw herself in a wild charge at the sitting blond step mom. She couldn’t stop, as Robin’s feet flew up and smacked her face. Marie crashed back down. Robin leaned over her and almost broke her nose with a wicked heel.
Robin took her seat and yawned. “You’re boring me, Marie. I guess I’d better finish this.”
Marie staggered up and ran. Having no time to escape the house, she hid. Robin saw Marie hiding behind a bathroom door, waiting to pull another ambush. She threw her weight against the door with all her might, crushing Marie between the door and the wall. Marie fell out limply onto the bathroom floor. Marie cried like a baby, certain Robin had broken her ribs.
Robin took a nonchalant stroll to the master bedroom and returned holding a small camera. She stood over the beaten brunette and took pictures of the defeated birth mom. Robin pulled down her bikini bottom part way, wiped her sweaty hips with a sheet of toilet paper, then shoved it into Marie’s mouth, snapping a picture!
Robin laughed, “Oh, the boys will love this!”
Marie sobbed.
Robin put her bare foot on Marie’s face and focused her camera. “Let’s get another one for the guys. Kiss my foot, Marie!”
Marie shook her head, but Robin threatened to stomp her injured ribs. Trembling, Marie kissed Robin’s foot.
“Now lick it!”
Marie’s tears ran like a river, but she complied. Robin took pictures of Marie’s humiliation.
Robin adjusted the camera to record video. “Now look into the camera and tell Doug and your sons who the better woman is! Tell them who the better mommy is! Do it!”
Marie cried until she could barely breathe. “Y-You are. I’ve been jealous of you since--”
Robin turned off the camera and set it down. She pressed her foot firmly over Marie’s throat and said, “Now, I have some surprises for you! I had you beat before I stepped through the door tonight. I have a phone in my car. Doug called me a few hours ago. He said he’d chosen me over you, and that he’d ask you to leave as soon as he returns. It’s true. Call him if you don’t believe me! He knows I’m a better wife, lover, and mother to his sons than you could ever be!”
Marie hyperventilated. “You win! I can’t take anymore! You can have Doug, but please, please don’t take my boys!”
Robin shook her head. “Stupid cow! I’ve done you a favor. The moment you showed back up, I hired a private detective to follow you. I also asked him to learn the truth about all those mysterious trips you took while married to Doug. He found out where you stayed, and asked questions. He discovered the truth. You have the nerve to call me a whore? You slept with any man you thought might help your career! Hell, I’ve got kinky pictures from your recent adventures to prove it! Damn, woman, you even skipped your own son’s graduation just to shack up with some guy! What kind of self-absorbed bitch are you, anyway?”
Marie broke down completely, crying hysterically. “Please don’t tell my sons! Eric and Steven will hate me if they find out I betrayed them and their father! Oh, please don’t tell them! I’m at your mercy! I’ll do anything you want!”
Robin looked down with a wicked grin. “I know you will. I could have destroyed you without lifting a finger, but I had two reasons to fight you instead. First, I wanted to look right into your eyes at the moment when I forced you to admit to yourself that I’m the better woman, head to toe. The only way you’ve ever been able to challenge me was through cowardly sneak attacks and backstabbing. You’ll never catch me by surprise again! The second reason I haven’t destroyed you is that unlike you, I love Eric and Steven. I won’t to hurt them, unless you force me to. Here’s what I want. You’re going to crawl out of this house a beaten woman and never come back!”
Marie sobbed, “What about my boys?”
Robin shook her head. “I only want to be their step mom. You’ll always be their first mom. I can’t change that. I wouldn’t try. I’ve never been a threat to you. You’ve been so jealous of me that you started a war you aren’t woman enough to win. The only threat to your relationship with your boys comes from the face you see in the mirror. No woman can be expected to give up her dreams for her family, but you can’t treat them like dirt, either! Unless you grow up and give your boys the love and attention they deserve, you really will lose them! Stop being so selfish, Marie!”
The triumphant step mom thrust her finger at the door. “Crawl out of MY house, Marie! I’m going to show Doug all the photos and tell him the truth about your cheating. He’ll know you betrayed him during all the years you were married. If you come back, he’ll spit in your face! I won’t show any of the photos to your sons or tell them anything about your affairs, as long as you stay away from Doug! He’s MY husband now! Now, crawl out of here, and never forget the night when a better woman and a better mommy kicked your sorry ass!”
Sobbing and completely defeated, Marie crawled out of Doug’s house and never returned.
As time passed, a funny thing happened. Marie’s injuries weren’t even remotely as serious as she thought. She healed almost overnight. Knowing Robin could destroy her on a whim, Marie’s attitude toward her sons changed, profoundly. She learned how valuable her sons’ love was, and she worked hard to be worthy of it. Her relationship with Steven and Eric grew stronger than it had ever been, strong enough to last a lifetime. Doug and Robin reunited for good. After seeing all the pictures of Robin humbling Marie, Doug understood how amazing Robin was. His interest in her would never falter again. Doug found the trophy wife of his dreams. Robin found the loving family she had always wanted. Marie finally had a good relationship with her sons. Eric and Steven gained two loving moms in place of one.
In the end…EVERYBODY WON!
