STORY: Manfight 1: Nancy vs Marissa

[halhow3]

Hello,

Below is another brutal story.  This a fight between Nancy and Marissa for the love of a man.

The fight is very violent and has a fatal ending.  So for those that dislike such stories please skip it.

For those that like, "Strong sensations..." ... read on...

                    -halhow3

[halhow3]

MAN FIGHT 1:  Nancy vs Marissa

                                                  By:            halhow3
                                                  Date:  April 18, 2026


         ...An Alarming Decline...

In 2053 a new virus was spreading across Asian.  First noted in India, the virus was named the Y-Burn virus.  The result of the spreading infection was to reduce the birthrate of male children by 75%.  The declining rate of births of male children had been noted as early as 10 years before.  But the cause was only identified when the birth rate differences became alarming.  The virus was eventually traced back to China but by then it was too late.  The Y-Burn virus has spread across the entire globe.

In ensuing generations the ratio of men to women in the population stabilized at 1 to 4.  In some communities (lesbian women being one, esoteric religious sects another), this was hailed as a Blessing.  It was seen as a gift from God to reign in the natural aggression of the Male animal.

In truth, violence on a national, religious and ethnic level vanished nearly over night.  Robbery, sexual assault and murder fell to record lows.  But violence on a different, more personal, level surged. Society eventually adjusted to this new situation as societies must...


          ...Trouble Brewing...

Trouble had been brewing for some time between an office worker named Nancy Smith and her rival, a hair stylist named Marissa Ricci.  The quarrel was of course over a man.  The man in question was named Rex Johnson.  He was handsome, in his early 30s, never married and with a good job.   It was common for men these days to marry later in life.  With more women than men, even the most average man could play the field, sleep around and settle at his leisure.  This caused great tensions among the women and it was just this sort of tension that lay between Nancy and Marissa.

Nancy was in her early 30s, with medium-brown hair, on the tall side, with an average bust and deep brown eyes.  Her rival Marissa was of Italian-stock.  Late 20s, shorter and more rounded, with jet black hair and a generous smile.

Rex had made it clear that he was ready to settle down and wanted a wife and family in his future.  Marissa and Nancy were both eager to wed and craved children.  Rex had met Nancy through work.  How Rex had met Marissa was unknown, though some said it was through mutual friends.

It did not help the situation that the women knew each other and crossed paths from time to time.  Nancy got her hair done in the same salon where Marissa worked, though Marissa was not her stylist.  This brought the two women together ocassionally, at a moment when both were competing against each other vigorously in Rex's bed.

Whoever had been with him last would taunt the other mercilessly if they chanced to meet at the salon.  Whispered insults gave way to catty remarks to outright name calling.  More than one the other women at the salon had to keep the two rivals apart.  Sometimes the women threw items at each other and either Nancy or Marissa had to be escorted out.
...Growing Tensions...

For the two women the situation continued to become more desperate.  While Rex indicated he would pick one of them, he seemed to be in no great rush.  As for the two women themselves, the matter was quickly escalating from just a desire to have a husband and growing into a intimate personal matter between the two of them, woman to woman.

Burning with jealousy, Nancy found herself more and more aching to ...get... to Marissa in a physical way.  She wanted to confront her!  Fight her! Do her Harm.

As for Marissa the constant goading and taunting of her rival had stirred up into a seething froth of rage-filled sexual jealousy.  There were many nights she could think of nothing but seizing Nancy by her hair, pulling her close... scratching her...  Biting!

Sadly this was not uncommon in the new order of things.  One on one competition for a mate was the burning issue of modern times.  After some initial turbulence, society settled on a process for resolving such issues.  Thus it came to be that Nancy challenged Marissa to a Man Fight!


          ...The Challenge...

As the first step in this process Nancy approached a friend, Karen Sloan, and asked her to be her Second.  Karen was much disturbed and discussed the matter at length with Nancy but in the end reluctantly accepted.

Karen in turn approached Marissa at the salon and suggested they meet for coffee.  Over cups of coffee Karen delivered Nancy's challenge and was not too surprised when Marissa accepted.  Karen left Marissa her phone number.  Before the end of the day, Marissa's Second, a woman named Candy  Hanover, called her.

With their Seconds in place, each woman went separately to the Regulation Board and filled out the necessary applications.  The applications were duly notarized and passed to the review board.  Each woman was interviewed, submitted to a medical check and these results were passed along to the Board.  After ten days, the two combatants were found to be of age, sound mind and of 'justified reason'.  The Review Board issue the necessary license and a Adjudicator was appointed to the case.


          ...Arrangements...

The Adjudicator, a gray-haired woman in her 60s named Martha Kramer, contacted the two Seconds and arranged a meeting.  The topic of where the man fight would take place was discussed first.   After some discussion it was agreed the Seconds would approach Betty Elliot.  She was Nancy's hair stylist and worked in the salon with Marissa, so she was acquainted with both women.

Betty was appalled at the course of events but felt it was her duty to accommodate this request.  While she deplored the idea of Nancy and Marissa fighting each other, she accepted it was going to happen and that her home was probably a reasonable choice.


With the location arranged, Adjudicator Kramer, met with both Seconds and the reluctant Betty at Betty's house.  The house was surveyed and a room chosen.  Adjudicator Kramer considered the den at the back of the house to be ideal.   It has one door and no windows.  The room was small but big enough and would require only a few adjustments.  Sitting down with the others, a day and time where picked.  It was decided the man fight would occur on a Thursday night around 8 PM.

Nancy and Marissa were contacted by phone and confirmed they wished to proceed.  So the man fight was confirmed.


          ...Thursday...

On Thursday afternoon, Adjudicator Kramer arrived at Betty's house along with the two Seconds.  Going to the den, they proceeded to prep the room.  Anything that was easily breakable, any heavy objects, anything sharp, were removed from the room.  A few pieces of furniture were moved closer to the walls.  A TV was taken off the wall and away.

Once the preparations were completely Adjudicator Kramer reviewed the room, pulled out a form and signed it.  Betty and the Seconds signed the form as well.  Adjudicator Kramer, added this paper to the growing bundle of documents.  Stepping out of the room, Adjudicator Kramer, removed the door knob and turned it around so the locking button now faced the outside.  Closing the door, she sealed it with official tape then said, "Well that is all done.  All that remains is for to bring the two women here for preparation."

Standing in the hall Adjudicator Kramer said, "Bring them by around 7 PM so we have time to go over the final inspection and sign offs." 

After a coin toss it was agreed that Marissa would be brought to the house at 7 PM and approved then Nancy would arrive at 7:30 PM and go through the process.  Regulations required the two combatants meet in nothing but bra and panties.  They could elect to meet in less though in this regard, Nancy and Marissa went with the usual arrangements.

Each would be carefully inspected for weapons then inserted into the designated room with each other.  After that the door would be closed and remain closed until the struggle was decided.  In a man fight there were no rules and no limits.

Looking at the women standing in the hall Adjudicator Kramer said, "On behalf of the government, I want to thank each and everyone of you for your participation in this.  I understand this is emotionally very difficult for you but these two women have a legal Right to resolves their issues and the process would be impossible without the cooperation and personal sacrifice or women such as yourselves.


          ...Thursday Night...

With all arrangements in place matters continued as they must.  Around 7 PM, Candy returned to Betty's house with Marissa.  Betty and Adjudicator Kramer were already there.  Taking Marissa to a back bedroom, Adjudicator Kramer instructed her to remove her blouse, skirt and shoes.  Once stripped to just her underwear, she was very carefully examined in front of her Second.  Her bra received particular attention as underwire bras were not allowed. 

Finding all in order, Adjudicator Kramer, pulled out a form and said, "All appears to be in order."  She signed the form and passed it to the Second who signed as well.  Turning to Marissa she said, "Do you still wish to go through with this?"

Marissa nodded her head then said, "Hell yes!"

Adjudicator Kramer handed her the clip board and said, "Please sign the form where it is marked with the X."

Arrangements complete, Marissa was escorted to the designated room, sent inside then locked in.

At 7:30 PM Nancy arrived and the process repeated.  Escorting the taller, slimmer woman down the hall, Adjudicator Kramer, opened the door and peeked in.  Marissa was waiting by the back wall of the room, pacing back and forth in front of a side table.  She immediately looked around at the sound of the door. 

Stepping back Adjudicator Kramer waved Nancy inside then closed the door and locked it.

Turning to the others Adjudicator Kramer whispered in a low voice, "Duty requires I remain here now by the door until this matter is completely.  As for the rest of you, you may chose to remain or go elsewhere.  The Seconds should stay on the property as the winner is likely to require assistance after this is over.  As for the loser, she may require assistance or be beyond help."

The two Seconds looked at each other nervously but both said they would stay.  Betty said the same.

Adjudicator Kramer nodded then said, "I understand, just remember this matter is now between the two of them.  As this continues, you are likely to hear sounds from beyond the door.  Thumping and bumping.  Moans and gasps.  You may hear screams, pleading and begging.  I would remind you all that any attempt to interfere with or break up a man fight is a 2nd degree penalty with the possibility of both fines and prison time."

Softening her tone, she continued, "I realize this is a very stressful situation for all of you.  Beyond the door tonight one of your friends will be fighting desperately, possibly for her life.  It is only natural of you to want to make this stop but there is a reason society permits this.  Left unresolved these situations often lead to murder.  I don't see our role here as ending a life but saving one."

Just as Adjudicator Kramer said this there came a loud THUD from beyond the door.  This was followed by frantic scuffling sounds then a low moan.

The four women looked at each other, all knew the man fight between Marissa and Nancy was ON!


          ...Man Fight...

Stepping through the door, Nancy's eyes fixed on Marissa at once.  She should see the plump Italian bitch standing in the far left corner of the room, not far from a side table and a couch covered in a purple throw cloth.  Marissa was dressed in black lace panties and bra and nothing else.  Nancy was in a black bra with red panties.  Both women stared...

While the two had been seriously competing for a man for months, neither had seen the other in any state but that of complete dress.  Each was feeling self-conscious.  Each uncomfortable that her body was being revealed so completely to her rival.   Each was also familiar enough with the anecdotal stories of man fights to know they were both likely to end up naked before the evening was done.

Stepping away from the door, Nancy looked around.  The couch with the purple throw cloth was against the left wall.  The side table was in the middle of the back wall.  On the right wall were the hooks  for the TV that was now gone.  A purple throw rug sat on top of an older brown carpet.  A low coffee table remained in the center of the room.

Marissa stepped out of the corner.  She couldn't take her eyes off Nancy.  Her gaze wandered over her rival's body, taking in her face, hair, bosom and hips.  Nancy's gaze devoured Marissa's lush figure.  Jealousy in both women, already seething raced towards a BOIL...

Neither said a work but began to circle each other around the coffee table, going ...around ...and ...around.. hands coming up, both women crouching.

The circling continued a bit then suddenly Nancy stepped right instead of left, meeting Marissa as she came around one end of the table.  Not sure where to start, Nancy did what came natural to a woman and made a grab for the Italian's thick, dark hair. 

Catching it, she jerked the stocky girl closer and they collided body to body, instantly clutching at each other and WRESTLING.  Finally in each others arms and body to body, the Man Fight was ON!


          ...Man Fight (continued)...

While hesitant at first, now that each woman had the other in her arms, both fought vigorously!

Each had been aching to meet the other woman to woman for sometime.  Now they were on each other and eager for the Struggle.

Stumbling around the tiny room, they fought chest to chest and bosom on bosom.  Pulling hair, twisting each other around, clawing each others backs.  Heads were viciously JERKED to the side as hair was yanked with vigor.  Breasts thrust into breasts, and the fabric of bra hissed softly on the fabric of bra as encased boobs pushed and rubbed together. 

Nancy tried to twist around and get her right arm around the back of Marissa's head but the Italian turn kept slipping to her right and turning into the taller woman, bosom pressed fully into bosom.  They staggered across the room and crashed into the wall with a THUD, loud enough to be hard in the hallway.

Bosoms heaving for breath, they ripped hair and tried to scratch each others faces.  Both women knew that tonight this was a fight to the Death between them.

Pushing off the wall with her butt, Marissa sent them stumbling across the room again.  This time they bumped into the couch with the purple throw cloth and fell  down upon on it.  Down on the couch, they entwined and wrapped around each other, both women trying to bring their legs into the battle.
Neither woman had the slightest training in marital arts and while fit, neither was exceptionally strong.  With no formal guidance, they fought each other on pure instinct. 

Rolling off the couch and onto the floor, the two women continued to grapple.  Marissa ended up slightly behind Nancy.  Nancy reached back with her left hand, tugging at Marissa's dark hair.  Marissa trapped Nancy's arm with her own.  By this point Nancy's bra had ridden up, her ample breasts exposed, nipples puffy and erect. 

Marissa got her left leg around Nancy's left thigh.  Trying to trap her rival, slip to her back.  It was well known that most man fights ended with one woman choking the other to death.  Usually with an arm, sometimes with her legs.

Nancy tried to bring her right arm into play but Marissa grabbed for it.  Thus right arm fought right arm as the two half-dressed women squirmed and struggled on the floor.  Neither saying a word, but saving their breath.  Giving off only the occasional grunt or moan.


          ...Out in the Hall...

Out in the hallway, Adjudicator Kramer sat down in a chair.  After a moment, Betty brought chairs from the kitchen for the rest of them.  From time to time an ominous THUMP or moan would come from beyond the door.  The two Seconds, Karen and Candy, looked back and forth at each other like two frightened rabbits.

To the surprise of the others, Adjudicator Karen opened her bag and began to do knitting.  She noticed their startled glance and said, "These matters can go on for a while, you have to do something to pass the time."

Karen whispered, "How long do these things take?"

Working her knitting needles, Adjudicator Kramer replied, "Rarely its over in minutes.  Since most of the time the contestants have no formal skills, the fights usually go on for hours.  In rare cases ...days."

"On my God", Candy whispered.  "Days?  How is that possible?"

Continuing to knit, Adjudicator Kramer replied, "Well usually these girls aren't trained fighters or gym rats.  They aren't actually fighting all of that time.  Fighting is hard work and usually the combatants are exhausted in minutes.  So, a lot of time is spent just laying on the floor, clutching each other and just trying to catch their breath.  Eventually one tries something, the other fights back.  The cycle  repeats itself again and again until finally someone gains the advantage over the other and wins."

"What then", asked Karen?

Not looking up Adjudicator Kramer whispered, "Death, maiming, disfigurement.  Try not to think about it.  You will just upset yourself."

The two Seconds stared at each other with growing panic as Betty covered her face with both hands.  From beyond the closed door, the sounds of Struggling continued.

          ...Man Fight (continued)...

Back in the closed room the man fight between Nancy and Marissa was going full bore.  Both had overcome their initial self-consciousness and were now locked body to body in a brutal woman fight over a Man!

Fighting against Marissa's superior position, Nancy managed to twist her left wrist and drag her nails over Marissa's left eye.  Marissa turned her head away and brought her left arm up to push Nancy's hand back.  But this allowed Nancy to roll forward and then push up quickly to her hands and knees. 

Marissa curled her left leg over Nancy's back trying to keep her from escaping but Nancy had no intention of escape.  Leaning on a stiff left arm, she used her right hand to ...jerk... Marissa's bra upwards, causing Marissa's breasts to spill out of their cups.  Shifting to her right, Nancy promptly fell on top of Marissa, biting at her right cheek.

There was a muffled SHRIEK hear through the hallway door then the two woman were rolling across the floor again, this time face to face and bare udders on bared udders.  Each female squirmed and twisted in the others arms, fighting for position and control.  As they struggled their bare breasts pressed and constantly rubbed on each other only emphasizing the very sexual cause of their feud.

In the tight conflict, each woman pulled the others bra completely off.  Nancy tried to choke Marissa with her own bra, but Marissa soon managed to yank her bra from Nancy's hands and toss it out of reach.

Nancy rolled the Italian girl to her back again then begin to press her forearm against the other woman's throat.  Marissa begin to choke and gag.  She immediately clutched at Nancy's arm with both hands, but Nancy leaned in harder, rising her hips up to put more weight against Marissa's throat.  The two fighters glared into each others eyes.  Nancy's bare breasts dangled down, swaying over Marissa's bare and spreading breasts, both sets of nipples stiff with tension.

The struggle continued in this fashion for nearly two minutes, Marissa's face growing darker as she fought for air.  Finally she was able to bring her left knee ...HARD... into Nancy's hip, tumbling the taller woman off her.  Marissa rolled onto her right side to face her rival and and brought both hands up scratching down Nancy's face.  Nancy screamed and shook her head then brought her right hand across Marissa's nose and lips.

Wrestling each other, they fought chest to chest again, legs twisting and curling.  Nancy bit Marissa's left shoulder and hung on.  Marissa bit her back.  Soon both were tangled in a sweating, panting heap, their teeth in each others shoulders.  The struggling paused as each tried to find her breath.   They lay there together for long minutes, not fighting but not separating, each woman deep in battle with her Enemy.

Soon Marissa felt Nancy ...tugging ...tugging.. at her panties.  Stretching them, trying to rip them.  Rather than fight her off, Marissa begin pulling at jerking at Nancy's panties.  Both women instinctively aware the fight needed to continue in the nude. 


The pulling continued, sharp nails dug deep into delicate fabric.  Soon holes appeared then full rips.  Marissa managed to pull Nancy's red panties off first.  Tearing them off and tossing them away, leaving Nancy's vagina bared.  Nancy soon succeeded in pulling Marissa's black lace panties off, pulling them away and throwing them aside.  Now naked, the two women turned more into each other, bare tummy on bare tummy and vagina meeting vagina between pressing thighs.


          ...Man Fight (continued)...

Still tangled with each other, Nancy pushed on top of Marissa and they rolled over again, but not before Nancy got her left leg around the Italian girl's hip.  Each with one leg around the other now, they pulled in tighter fighting body to body.  Each feeling the others vagina pushing and rubbing on her own.

Vindictively, Marissa pushed and ground her vagina into that of Nancy. wanting Nancy to feel her to know she had been fucking Rex.  Had fucked him hundreds of times.  Meant to be the mother of his children.

Nancy rolled her hips pushing her vagina deeply into that of Marissa.  Wanting Marissa to feel the vagina that had clutched Rex's cock so tightly time and time again.  Feel the vagina of the woman that would be his wife and mother to his children.
 
Pulling each others head closer using handfuls of  hair they bit at each other, again and again, until Marissa finally got her knee between them and pushed Nancy away. 

Nancy rolled a couple of times then struggled to her feet breathing heavily.  Marissa rose to her feet as well.  She came after Nancy who slipped around the coffee table and they circled for a bit, both naked and eyes glaring with undisguised Hate.

Both women struggled to catch their breath, faces bloodied from the biting and scratching.  Their bodies glistening with the sweat of their battle.

Nancy looked Marissa up and down, taking in her rivals naked body.  All self-consciousness now was gone.  Nancy cared not the least that she was naked and Marissa's exposed body only fueled her jealousy further.  Despite the pain and damage done, Nancy was surprised to discover she wanted to continue.  That she was actually eager for it.  That she wanted at this other woman, body and soul.

As for Marissa.  She could feel the burning marks on her face, feel her shortness of breath and the excitement pounding in her bosom.  There was something almost storybook Romantic about fighting this other woman over True Love.  She loved Rex and despised Nancy.  Nothing seemed more appropriate now than that they should fight over him.  She hungered for more.

Tired or circling, Nancy stepped to one side of the table, her hands coming up, bare breasts bouncing and swaying.  Marissa came around the side of the table and RUSHED to meet her.  Their naked bodies came together with a ...Smack... of bare flesh into bare flesh.


Clutching each other they stumbled into the back wall, breasts on bare breasts as they fought each other.  Hair was viciously pulled, nails trying for faces.  Pushing her face into Marissa's hair, Nancy bit her left ear.  With a scream Marissa twisted them around and thrust Nancy's back to the wall.  Using a handful of hair she bounced the back of Nancy's head into the wall, then raked her nails down Nancy's left breast. 

Nancy screamed then clawed with both hands at Marissa's saggy breasts.  Marissa leaned in a bite the bridge of Nancy's nose.  Nancy thrust off the wall and they staggered to the couch again, falling on it then rolling once more to the floor. 

Down on the carpet they squirmed and twisted together until they were in a ball of flesh, a Catball!

The constant fighting had strained them both and for a long time they lay still, arms and legs curled around each other, struggling for each good breath.   Down on the carpet, Nancy could feel Marissa's bare nipples pressing into her own, the two of them tummy to tummy and fuck hole tight to fuck hole.

Both women were wet with Excitement and bitter Hate.  Nancy felt Marissa beginning to rub into her, taunting her.  Nancy rocked her own hips grinding her vagina back into Marissa's wet slit, competing with her directly.

The rubbing went on a long time, both women breathing harshly, sweaty flesh clinging to sweaty flesh.  Both ached and hurt to much to be forced to orgasm, but they continued to duel vagina to vagina, each asserting her Right to Rex Johnson's Cock!  The constant rubbing of cxnt into cxnt was enraging and finally Marissa tried to bite Nancy's face.  Nancy tried to scratch Marissa's left eye and then two were soon writhing and struggling in each others arms as the fight resumed once again.


...Out in the Hall....

It had been quiet for quite a while then the muted noise of struggle resumed from behind the door.

Candy gasped in quiet exasperation and whispered, "My god.  How long has this been going on?  It feels like forever."

Adjudicator Kramer checked her watch and replied, "Not all that long.  Based on averages they have a while to go yet I think.  From my experience and the sounds, they both seem to still have much energy left."

Karen glanced at her and said, "I admire your calm.  I don't know how you do it."

Focused on her knitting Adjudicator Kramer said, "Oh I adjudicate two or three of these a week."

The others fell into shocked silence.

"How can that even be", Betty whispered into the silence?

Adjudicator Kramer replied, "This process exists for a reason.  A little more than 50 years ago the court dockets were filled with one murder case after next.  Perfectly normal women, feuding and fighting, killing each other ...case after case ...after case."
She glanced at the others and continued, "The government realized they couldn't stop it, prison populations swelled.  It was out of control, so the Regulation Board was created, rules put in place, a system developed.  Lives are still lost but one life is lost not Two.  This is the reason we are here tonight.  These two must have things out.  Our function is to see all is carried out fairly and legally."

"I can't even imagine this", Candy replied.

"Well they you had better reconcile  yourself to living alone", Adjudicator Kramer said.  "There are just too many woman around these days.  Men never seem to just pick out a woman to marry.  There are too many choices and to be honest, men were never that smart about such matters anyway.  It falls to women to make the hard decisions.  I suspect it always has."

Betty glanced at her and asked, "What about you?"

Adjudicator Kramer looked up and said, "I killed two women in man fighting before my Herbert put a ring on my finger.  Bless his soul, he passed away three years ago and I miss him every day."

"I have two daughters", she continued.  "Both will go through the process as well.  There is no use for us pining for the ways things used to be.  We live in the present and must deal with things as they are.

A loud THUMP from the other side of the door, startled all of them.  They could hear a grunting sound then dragging as of flesh brushing along the back of the door.  There was the sound of foot steps and another THUD.

"Sounds like they are up again", Adjudicator Kramer whispered, then returned her attention to her knitting.


          ...Man Fight (continued)...

The two fighters broke apart, came together, staggered around the room again.  They punched each other, slammed each other into the walls and furniture, tried to get on each others backs.

Down on the floor Marissa went for Nancy's vagina, trying to push two fingers into her rival's twat.  Nancy twisted away but pushed one finger deep up Marissa's rosebud bringing a squeal and the SLAM of a fist.

As the evening continued, the battle raged on and on.  The two women chased each other around the room. Hitting each other, clutching, wrestling.  It was in the very early hours of the morning, things began to turn.

While fighting on the floor near the coffee table, Marissa was able to grip Nancy's hair and bounce head off the edge of the table.  All perfectly legal.  In a man fight there were no rules,  anything goes.  Nancy was stunned a moment and went slack.

Grabbing up Nancy's ripped and discarded bra Marissa used it to bind first Nancy's arms then used her own ripped panties to secure Nancy's ankles.  By the time Nancy recovered enough to struggle it was too late.  Her enemy had her bound up and slowly lowered her body down on top of her own, the gloating eagerness plain on her bloodied and sweating face.
For the next hour, perhaps longer, Marissa Ricci tormented and ravaged her enemy and rival Nancy Smith. She scratched and bit her rival's face, maimed Nancy's nice breasts, pushed her nails deep into Nancy's vagina and ruined her inside with sharp nails.  Marissa bit off nipples, chewed away ears.  All the while Nancy was terrifying the women in the hallway with high pitched, piercing screams.  Sometime just before dawn, Marissa realized the screaming had reduced to moans and noticed Nancy dazed nearly unconscious gaze.

Slipping behind Nancy, Marissa curled both legs around her then curled Nancy's throat with her right arm.  Using her left hand to tighten her grip, Marissa Ricci choked her rival to death, all for the Love of a Man!

          ...Aftermath...

Marissa lay there a long time then crawled to the door.  After the stress of the battle, she didn't have the strength to stand.  She ...tap... tap.. tapped at the door weakly and Adjudicator Karen peeked in.  Seeing the aftermath she stood back and said to Candy, "You can help your friend."

Candy rushed forward and pulled Marissa to her feet helping her out of the room.  Betty gave her a robe to drape around Marissa and Candy took her straight out to her car and off to the nearest hospital.

Karen rushed into the room to find Nancy's lifeless form.

"Oh my God!  Oh my God", Karen wept as she knelt and cradled her friend cold body.

Adjudicator Karen leaned over to check for a pulse then straightened up, looked at Betty and shook her head.

Adjudicator Karen, arranged for the authorities to come and collect Nancy's body.  She showed them the paperwork and they took Nancy away.  Betty helped Karen home and Adjudicator Karen let in the clean up crew to sanitize the the fighting room the best that they could.


...Endings...

Life rarely ends in a fairy tale ending and it did not do so for Marissa Ricci.  She recovered from her duel completely in three months but by then Rex Johnson was seeing another woman.  This woman, tall, blonde and younger was hard to resist.

Marissa realized the threat and challenged the blonde to man fight, but Rex had already proposed and with her prize in hand, the blonde coldly refused the challenge.

Rex and his new blonde prize were soon wed.

As for Marissa she would fall in love two years later and fight again....


                             -The End

[CuriousCombat]

Damn, I can't believe I'm this early to a halhow story release. Your stories, especially with the way you build tension through chapters and the lexicon you come up with has been rubbing off on me.

I almost had an itch to see a spark between Karen and Candy in the ending. But, the last 'Out in the Hall' section is great as it is. Though the '1' in the title does leave room for a possible sequel sometime.

Lovely writing as always.

[Tangocash1234]

Amazing as always. The theme of a primal vicious catfight over a man is, for me at least, extremely erotic. Loved the clashing vaginas as they competed for Rex's cock.

Thanks for sharing with this community.

[Dementedvillian]

Maybe I'm weird, but the ending makes it a pretty good story. Even if one girl obviously won, I still love these mutual loss scenarios for some reason.

Are you planning on doing another Manfight story?

[Monaco73]

Another Great Story from halhow... thanks! It is always a pleasure to read such stories.

[Rocko23]

Wonderful and amazingly inventive as always. Thank you!

[Rocko23]