Jenn yelled in anguish and let go of Marie’s head. The cramped fighting space was bothering Marie. She was used to a much larger maneuvering area and her discomfort with this caused her to make a mistake. She should have continued the attack while Jenn was still on her back. Instead, Marie retreated to the other side of the desk and allowed the bigger girl to rise. The tiny girl, realizing her error, went back on the attack the moment Jenn came around the desk. She burst forward with fists and feet blazing, throwing punches and kicks in such rapid motion that Jenn could do little more than cover up. Peccavi would not back up, though, and this caused Jenn to get hit with many more shots than if she had retreated and regrouped. Marie’s intensity was frightening as she threw punches from every possible angle, backing Jenn up against the wall. When Marie landed a hard shot to the nose, Jenn reached up and felt her own blood. That angered the bigger girl and she stepped blindly forward, not seeing the inkpad that had fallen on the floor during the struggle. Jenn’s foot slid on it at the exact second that Marie’s flying fist connected with her cheekbone, causing Jenn to crash to the hard floor. She felt Marie’s stocking foot kick her in the face and realized she was in trouble. Jenn was struggling to get to her feet but there was no room to maneuver; she was wedged between the desk, the wall, and Marie. The small girl was furiously stomping on Jenn’s ear, causing her a lot of pain. The big girl was looking for any avenue of escape and was thrashing back and forth on the floor trying to avoid Marie’s fury.
Finally, Jenn was able to grab Marie’s foot and twist it. She heard the small girl cry out in pain and crash to the floor. For a moment, all was silent. Both girls rose to their feet and eyed each other. Jenn knew she was winded from this ordeal, but was surprised and pleased to see that Marie was in even worse shape. She had expended a ton of energy in trying to finish Jenn while she had her down. Jenn was breathing hard, but Marie was sucking air. Jenn could almost read her opponent's thoughts and she could tell that Marie had gambled and lost…..she had given everything she had in the hope that she could finish Jenn off. Now, Marie could see that she had failed; she was dead tired while Jenn still had gas in the tank……and in this small room, Marie knew she had nowhere to run. But Jenn knew that Marie had heart and she proved it by saying:
“Okay, you big bitch, let’s do it.”
In response, Jenn stood to her full height and raised her arms upward in a sign of impending victory. She smiled glowingly at Marie, and the small girl’s face fell in dismay. The two girls approached each other and Marie raised her left fist. As she threw it, though, Jenn brushed it aside and laid her two hands flat on Marie’s shoulders. Pushing as hard as she could, she sent the small girl flying backward. Marie’s feet actually lifted from the floor as she slammed backward into the plaster wall. She sank to her knees in anguish but Jenn caught her before she could go completely down. Holding Marie erect with her left hand on her chin, Jenn thrust her right hand under Marie’s dress and clamped it around her vulva. Using her superior strength, Jenn lifted Marie in the air while squeezing her cxnt. Marie’s mouth was wide open, but the pain was so intense that no sound came out. After an interminable amount of time, Marie was able to raise a hand and attempt to scratch Jenn’s face. Before she could do it, Jenn lifted Marie even higher off the ground and used both hands to toss the smaller girl through the air onto the pile of office supplies that were strewn on the floor. Marie landed on her stomach with her back to the bigger girl; Marie’s legs were splayed and Jenn could see up her dress; could see where her own fingers had ripped Marie’s pantyhose at the crotch. Jenn knew that the fall, while not particularly painful, had taken the heart from Marie. The small girl lay there breathing like a fish out of water. Had she given up?
“Come on, runt,” said Jenn, poking the toe of her shoe under Marie’s dress and lifting her slightly upward. “Get up and fight.”
As she wondered whether Marie would just lie there, the smaller girl slowly got to her feet and stared dully at Jenn. The big girl felt a stab of admiration for her opponent, but the game wasn’t over yet.
Marie drew back her fist and launched a punch at Jenn’s face. The shot was slow, weak and completely telegraphed. Jenn saw it coming and blocked it, while at the same time throwing her own powerful right hand. It landed high on Marie’s forehead and sent her crashing to the floor where she landed on a stack of paper cups that were strewn wildly around the small room.
The sight of the cups flying in every direction looked funny, but Jenn was suddenly tired of the whole fight. She yanked Marie to her feet, set herself, and launched a looping underhand punch that slammed Marie in the stomach and lifted her feet from the ground. As the small girl landed, Jenn threw a straight right hand that finished Marie off, knocking her to the floor in a heap.
Jenn would have been happy to let the fight end here…….but then she heard Marie say in a tiny voice:
“You’re a fuckin’ bitch, Peccavi. A fat, fuckin’ bitch. You just see if I give you a shot at my OPW title.”
Jenn whirled angrily;
“You and your fuckin’ OPW! How can you even talk about being a champion while you’re lying there destroyed? Your damn championship belongs in the garbage, and I……… …..Hey, what an idea!”
As Jenn was saying this, her eyes spotted something in the room and she laughed out loud at what she intended to do next. Smiling, she picked Marie up and carried her to the large garbage pail in the room. As she started to dump Marie into it, the small girl realized what was happening and began to flail her arms and legs wildly to prevent it. Jenn aimed to cram Marie butt first into the pail, bending her at the waist. The small girl’s arms and legs protruded from either side and Jenn was having fun forcing Marie down the opening as she screamed and wailed in protest:
“Please, Jenn, please….I give up! You win! Please don’t do this to me!”
Jenn was laughing as she continued her work. Marie resisted as well as she could, but she was sinking lower and lower as Jenn punched her repeatedly in the stomach. Soon, Marie’s head and butt were gone from view and Jenn said:
“It’s a good thing your body is so flexible, my dear. You’re not hurt, are you? I mean, it doesn’t matter if you are, but are you?”
Jenn listened to Marie screaming and sobbing in protest and was satisfied that they were not cries of pain, but rather of humiliation. Perfect!
When Jenn paused to examine the havoc she had wrought, she saw a garbage pail with two hands and two feet sticking out the top, struggling uselessly to get free. The sight was so amusing that she laughed out loud.
“I’m leaving now, Marie,” said Jenn. “Don’t forget to tell your OPW buddies about this, you little bitch”
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As Jenn walked out the door, she encountered the janitor.
“There’s some garbage that needs to be picked up, sir.” chuckled Jenn, jerking a thumb back toward the room.
The janitor looked in the room, accompanied by several other people who had overheard.
As Jenn walked out of the building she heard from behind her;
“Well, what the hell is this?”
"Hey Joe, look here!"
"You're not gonna believe this!"
Smiling, Jenn left the building.
