[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

I watch you rise to your feet and immediately we begin to circle each other. Rain falls hard on our naked bodies. We briefly share a giggle about Nyteshade and her ugly dress but that moment of levity soon passes. Suddenly however we hear the sound of a horse, we glance to the east and see Erin Lee and her cousin Bella unloading a horse drawn cart. Erin has her hands full supervising Bella and we giggle as she calls Bella “Igor”.

Eventually Erin is setup in a comfy chair and a well secured tent keeps her in relative comfort. This is tier one level glamping by Erin… however ominously while Erin drinks her gin. Bella (Igor) begins playing in the mud and digging holes, Bella clearly is enjoying this moment and is seemingly humming “Whistle While you work” as she gets to the shovelling.

However now we have a spectator…well one spectator and her henchwoman. The pressure is on me and you to put on a show that satisfies Erin’s lust for carnage. Our start is promising as a cheering and slightly tipsy Erin nearly falls out of her chair in the excitement of seeing us lunge for each other’s tits. Our naked bodies collide and through gritted teeth I hiss:

“Fucking concubine whore!”

You snarl at me in return and dig your nails into my breasts, however this time I’m able to mirror your attack and for the first time you feel my nails cutting into the underside of your breasts. The pain is immediate and traumatic for the both of us, we both howl in pain:

“Argh Ow, Ow, Ow….”

Tipsy Erin enjoying the performance and sounds of our screams so much waves her arms in the air as if she was conducting an orchestra. So excited she is, she nearly spills her now legendary gin. This near travesty calms her down a little and instead of arms waving; we get a right ankle swaying in rhythm to our collective screams while she hums to herself this track:

https://youtu.be/QGsevnbItdU?si=_aCegT7M1i89JXsW

Meanwhile with our hands still digging into each other’s breasts like a bird of prey’s talons, you thrust a knee towards my kitty.

*Thud*

“Ow you bitch!” I scream…

My face contorts in pain and I strike your kitty back with my knee. Now it’s your turn to scream and scream in pain you do. However the die has been cast and we both frantically send our knees towards each other until the inevitable occurs. At the exact same time we thrust our right knees towards each other and the collision is, well I will let Ali describe the collision. But clashing kneecaps is never fun.

Meanwhile under the cover of her tent, Erin can be heard singing:

“knocking you out like a lullaby
Hear that sound ringing in your mind
Better sit down for the show
'Cause I'm gonna show you how it's done, done, done”

Bella however still digging quips:

“You think K-pop Demon Hunters is bad? You should have heard Erin singing during her Frozen era”.

[Alifightz]

With the two of locked in body shredding combat, Erin's song rings out across the mud and muck, having an effect on us for a moment as we start to knee each other right in the kitty in time to the music.  The last "Done done..DONE!" is especially punishing for both of us to first to dones where hard then the last one well, the last ones where were we both had the idea "OK I'm going to NAIL this bitch..."  Or course we do..at the same time.  Two loud pain and anger filled shrieks pierce the humid air and our form can be seen sinking down to our knees heads falling on each other's shoulders.  Our hands fall away from each other's tits, now starting to look a bit tattered.  But we're not down as our fingers tangle in each others' hair.  Nails at scalps as we pulling.  Pressing and grinding our poor battered girls into each other as we pant into each others' ear.  "Gonna rip yer tits off, concubine whore!"  "Try it while I'm digging your pussy out, imp slut!"  This pleasent interlude is sort of letting us try to recover from the mauling and kneeing we've just gotten.  If I can.  It's time for a tactic I have only been thinking about.  "In case of emergency, break glass" sort of deal.  I pull on what's left of your hair twisting at you head.  Now, I won't take the pointy end in my mouth but A good bite into the side of that cute little horn...At the same time one hand claws down your back to your tail which I grab and yank side to side.  Back at her tent, Erin's music continues going to the veyr appropriately tittles song "Let it GO"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L0MK7qz13bU&list=RDL0MK7qz13bU&start_radio=1

[Alifightz]

LOL, dont know how you got elected to dig holes Bella.  Just be thankful the ground is saturated.

Not true, if the ground is too wet (And it is) the sides of the hole will keep collapsing in on our beloved Igor

https://youtu.be/HWq5r7sQ2nE?si=FvxNnXwTrRwJ9WjY

Xoxo
Kate  Did Rcik Astley end up in Hell?   

Not yet…and the jury is out on his soul. But at the very least this song belongs there

A hastage exchange might be in order.  Release that song and we'll give you this one.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oofSnsGkops&list=RDoofSnsGkops&start_radio=1

[Alifightz]

Erin's music continues going to the veyr appropriately tittles song "Let it GO"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L0MK7qz13bU&list=RDL0MK7qz13bU&start_radio=1

I refuse to click THAT, sneaky sneaky.  Already 1 Rick Rolled attempt.

  hehe  Just let it go TC.  lol

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

Hmm and people think romance is dead…

Hands buried in each other’s hair we both pull and tear out more precious locks, meanwhile in the background Erin has moved on from “K-pop Demon Hunters” and is now belting out “Let it go”. The unfortunate Bella stuck in ground zero can just cover her ears and prey for divine intervention, but more realistically sooner or later Erin will rest her voice and get back to the hard work of guzzling copious amounts of gin.

However as my sore and injured tits clash with Ali’s; the bitch enacts a plan so devious that I’m surprised “Old Man Geoff” let it go. Maybe he’s a fan of Erin’s singing? Well there had to one! Still feeling your teeth sink into my horns was not on my 2025 catfighting bingo card, so congratulations for that Ali. But wait…there’s more and this one’s a screamer!!! The bitch not content with sinking her teeth into my horns, the bitch also claws my back and eventually yanks on my tail. Oh and yes there is the trivial matter of her yanking on my hair as well.

The pain of these combined attacks is extraordinary, so much so Erin’s musical number suddenly becomes a unexpected duet, well kind of:

“Argh..Let it go, ow, let ow it go,
Can’t hold it back anymore…ARHHHHHH
Ow Let it go Ali, Eek Let it go…Ow, Ow, Owwwwwwww”

In this unexpected moment a new singing champion enters the field, Erin loses her crown as the worst singer in existence and a new champ is born - ME!!!

It’s at this stage you realise the error of ways…I hear you mutter:

“I wanted to fucking hurt the bitch, not get her in a fucking duet with Erin! Oh God my ears!!”

My situation however is grim, the pain I feel has reduced me to cosplaying Erin who was cosplaying Elsa from frozen. However as established unlike Elsa me and Erin are hopeless singers. I need a way out of this mess and I need it quickly.

It was just then three strange men appeared, I fucked them all and received the holy hand grenade of Antioch…lol I’m kidding

Actually what happened is I unleash my hands from your hair and instead indulge in a little psychological warfare. I take my hands and position my nails directly over your eyes. Then in between my bad rendition of “Let it go” I just manage to say:

“Think very carefully Ow, Ow, Ow…about what, argh you’re doing to me bitch! Then Arghh Owww tell me I won’t do it you fucking god damn whore! Now Let it go, let it go….argh! I can’t hold back my nails anymore!”

[Alifightz]

I feel alright about my position.  In spite of the vocal duet af Erin and Kate.  then her claws are over my eyes.  I feel a chill,  my heart thuds in my chest.  A chest that hurts because of the constant clashing of my clawed up tits with Kate's  "Ok now that's really fucked up!"  I gasp. I have no choice but to release the horn and the tail.  for now.  The my claws shoot over her eyes as I feel a cold rage.   "You wanna do this bitch?"  I hiss.  I wasn't going to ge here because I want you to see what I fucking do to you. Now you can lower your nails and I'll lower mine.  But if yours so much as twitch I'll be clawing too and we can finish in the dark.  What's it going to be?" I'm fighting to hold my voice steady as my heart thuds in my chest waiting for her to respond. 

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

It’s a Mexican stand off and one which neither of us can win. We both know we must back down, however while we both accept the inevitable… we’re both rather stubborn about who lowers her claws first.

“Lower those fucking claws Ali, I’m warning you bitch” I demand

“Fuck you Kate, fuck you! You lower yours first you psycho IMP!” Now you demand

“Ha you’re the one who started this! You lower yours first!” I demand again

“Are you demented IMP? You raised your claws to my eyes first bitch!” You reply.

“And why the fuck did I do that? Biting my horns, Pulling my hair and my fucking tail. That was nasty Ali, that was nasty even for you bitch!” I snarl

“Nasty, you’re complaining about things being nasty? We’re having a fucking catfight you dumb bitch! What the fuck do you expect? That we braid each other’s hair over a cup of tea?” You snap back

Your last retort was kind of a critical hit, as I have been known to say quite often “There are no rules in a catfight” which while yes, it’s a great sound bite but not strictly true. There are the unwritten rules with number one being we don’t intentionally go for each other’s eyes. So yeah… critical fucking hit. However I’m not done arguing yet.

“My horns are not for biting bitch! That was low…really fucking low! Now lower your god damn fucking claws first!” I demand with my fingers twitching.

“Lower yours you fucking IMP!” You demand with now your fingers twitching.

Suddenly we both sigh…

“Ok, on the count of three we both lower our claws. I assume you can count that high concubine?” I hiss

“Oh fuck you and just count you fucking low level bottom feeder IMP!” You retort.

We both take a deep breath and then in unison we both count:

“One - Two - Three”

We both lower our claws, the imminent danger has passed. We stare at each other and suddenly we both lash out and push each other’s shoulders; which with hindsight was a mistake. With the ground a mixture of mud and rain water we both slip and again we fall into the mud. As an amused Erin and Bella crackle together in the distance.

[Alifightz]

My heart slows from it's previous racing pace.  For a moment.  With the danger past we glare sullenly again the we lunge for each other and down into the muck we go.  Almost instantly we are in another hair pulling catball made of tangle limbs flying strands of hair and nails and teeth.  oh and curses of course.  :You fucking IMP slut!"  "I bald you, you concubine whore!!"  Imp bitch how did you count to three on your tits?"  We're locked in tight legs tangled, tits wounded and grinding hard and both losing more locks   and more locks   and then some more when it happens.  We get a slow vicious twisting grip and it's a slow ripping out of another clump of each others' hair!  OMIGAWD!!  I shriek as I see what's in your hair as I hold up what I have, my eyes full of tears and my scalp on fire

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

We fall on the ground and almost immediately we transition into another hate filled catball. Out limbs flail and our bodies come together as we connect ourselves together as tightly as we can. We spit out insults at the speed of a rapid fire machine gun.

“IMP your singing makes Erin sound like a fucking angel in comparison!” You sneer

“Touché Concubine, touché.” Is all I can respond with.

Yes; Erin’s singing is a crime against nature. In human terms her singing is akin to 1st degree murder. However my singing would be enough to land me in The Hague on a war crimes charge. Still enough about mine and Erin’s singing voices, let’s focus on the competition to pull each others hair out and after a good few minutes of pulling we both hear a sickening rip. Our heads feel lighter and rain water suddenly feels more impactful.

We both feel sick as we look at the contents of each others hands. Meanwhile a now very tipsy Erin shouts out:

“Ole”

Even Bella stops playing at digging holes in the mud to cheer and perform a happy dance. However back at the catball we were both far from ready to perform a happy dance, in fact quite the opposite. Together we both cry out:

”YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!

We toss each other’s hair in the overgrown roses and furiously grab each other by the throat and start choking each other. The red mist has us both in its grasp and for a moment it looked like Bella’s hard work would pay dividends…until however the infernal iPod stops us in our tracks with this beauty from the Stormbolt play list from hell.

https://youtu.be/UvjLgjtJKsc?si=V8DhZXni9Y6EkPQo

Still as the song gets underway we both sigh and say:

“At least it’s not Erin singing.”

[Alifightz]

We both slimp back into the mud drained for a moment after trying to strangle each other.  The infernal i pod springing to like extended our fight it would seem.  Either eay it has been an exhausting and damaging last few rounds.  "C'est le vie."  I say.  "If you sing this it would be "C'est le guerre." I quip and splat back down into the mud, the splashing sound I hear a moment later telling me you did the same.  "I'll make you pay for that you concubine whore...in a minute."  I lay back still.  "Take your time, Imp slut.  Rest up  I'll ruin you when you're ready."  I run my hands through what's left of my hair and snarl to myself when loose strands slip out into the mud.  More food for the rose bushes.  I wonder how they'll respond to skeezy imp?  Just them the infernal ipod blurts out this gem.  Old man Geoff the censor's trigger finger itches as he processes it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=npjF032TDDQ&list=RDnpjF032TDDQ&start_radio=1

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

Voting is now officially open and the result will be revealed at the end of the poll

Oh and Ali, thanks for being part of such an amazing partner in this fight 

But i will still kick your ass bitch!

[KateA - The Devil In Heels]

*Grrrrrrr goes my stomach*

You raise an eyebrow as the sound of my stomach growling startles you, meanwhile I blush with embarrassment and muse.

“Tacos, why did it have to be Tacos! Thanks Stormbolt - now I’m fucking hungry.”

“Arhh IMP you’re cute when you blush. But wasn’t the whole stomach rumbling followed by blushing just a little too anime?” You tease

“Don’t you go there Ali, I’m not an Otaku like Stormbolt! I’m not!” I protest, however unconvinced you look at me with suspicion in your eyes and start giggling to yourself. Enraged by this anime themed smear on my character, I pick up a handful of mud and hurl it at you.

“You fucking bitch.” You snarl as you now hurl a handful of mud at me. We both keep picking up mud and hurling it at each other. However not content with slinging mud at each other, soon the name calling begins:

“Fucking concubine whore!” I snarl

“Dirty IMP slut!” You reply.

Back and forth we go, mud - insult! Insult - mud! Until finally we lunge at each other, we both grab hold of what little hair we had left and begin to pull. Our breasts beaten and sore began to rub together again. We begin rolling around in the mud, as our legs tie themselves up in knots. It’s then the accursed iPod fires up and plays:

https://youtu.be/GlpDf6XX_j0?si=nP2FsANNEbf-IJB6

With this notorious French love song playing, me and Ali release each other’s hair and furiously begin to claw at the sides of each other’s faces….

*Giggle*

And who says romance is dead

[Bella13]

*Grrrrrrr goes my stomach*

You raise an eyebrow as the sound of my stomach growling startles you, meanwhile I blush with embarrassment and muse.

“Tacos, why did it have to be Tacos! Thanks Stormbolt - now I’m fucking hungry.”

“Arhh IMP you’re cute when you blush. But wasn’t the whole stomach rumbling followed by blushing just a little too anime?” You tease

“Don’t you go there Ali, I’m not an Otaku like Stormbolt! I’m not!” I protest, however unconvinced you look at me with suspicion in your eyes and start giggling to yourself. Enraged by this anime themed smear on my character, I pick up a handful of mud and hurl it at you.

“You fucking bitch.” You snarl as you now hurl a handful of mud at me. We both keep picking up mud and hurling it at each other. However not content with slinging mud at each other, soon the name calling begins:

“Fucking concubine whore!” I snarl

“Dirty IMP slut!” You reply.

Back and forth we go, mud - insult! Insult - mud! Until finally we lunge at each other, we both grab hold of what little hair we had left and begin to pull. Our breasts beaten and sore began to rub together again. We begin rolling around in the mud, as our legs tie themselves up in knots. It’s then the accursed iPod fires up and plays:

https://youtu.be/GlpDf6XX_j0?si=nP2FsANNEbf-IJB6

With this notorious French love song playing, me and Ali release each other’s hair and furiously begin to claw at the sides of each other’s faces….

*Giggle*

And who says romance is dead

As the cat ball nears the hole Dr Erin lee cackles  with glee as a flash of lightning  stakes a tree the sound of which frightens the  horse  and that upsets the wagon and sending Erin Lee on to her butt. Making Bella choose between calming the horse or helping Erin right away with out a thought she you the House. Then goes to check on " The good doctor " who is standing outside the wagon looking annoyed as  Bella approaches looking nervous... Knowing the temper of Dr. Leenstein

[Alifightz]

As Kate and I roll through the muck and mud we become concerned about the amount of hair that is being tossed into the thorny rose bushes.  We mutually decide that losing a bit more skin would be better for now so we start in on clawing each other's face, leaving the center free so we can talk.  "Fucking whore!  Dirty skank!" and other pleasantries.  Meanwhile a new tension has developed.  The infernal Stormbolt i-pod has started to moan in French.  Geoff the old man censor has now <Censored> the moaning much to the i=pods annoyance.  The song is now one long <Bleep>  Geoff did this because moaning is dirty, but FRENCH moaning must be filthy because, well, it's FRENCH.  The I pod displays and angry face emoji on it's little screen.  Geoff stares at the emoji.  The emoji stares back.  The bleep ends.  Geoff waits, his finger of the censor button as a little spinning circle forms ot the tiny screen,,,then..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1qN72LEQnaU&list=RD1qN72LEQnaU&start_radio=1
  Geoff is powerless.  There anre no words to bleep at least not for awhile.  and they're just hamsters.  Gerbils now gerbils...oh yeah  and wombats.  of course but hamsters?  Geoff gives up in disgust.
      Kate and I however are not giving up.  we're still clawing at the sides of our faces.  We decide the the centers need attention also.  In keep with Kate's romantic mood we kiss.  The kind with teeth in it.  We each capture a lip in siad teeth and pull back.  I got her lower lip and she has my upper.  We stretch them out and shake our heads.  Kate snarls at me as we free out lips from each other's teeth.  "YOU DIRTY CONCUBINE>>>WHAT THE FUCK?"  That last is because i rudely lunged in while she was talking and bit her nose. 

[Erin Lee]

After Kates critique of my singing voice i'm inclined to vote for Ali...just sayin