Seriously, Girls are worse than boys...

[Janine_G]

The school resource officer sat in the principal's office of the high school and said,
"seriously, the girls are worse than the boys..."

The principal, a woman, chuckled, and said, "don't I know it.  We're in a wealthy, suburban school district and our female students are getting into fights more often than our male students, and the damage is almost always worse.  I think if we left these girls to themselves it would make Lord of the Flies seem tame."

As they finished, the resource officer's walkie talkie crackled to life.  "Officer Lewis, you are needed immediately on the practice field, immediately on the practice field."

He sighed and looked at Principal Janislaw.  "Kelly, aren't we done with school?" 

The principal shrugged, "Summer school.  And some detention holdovers."  She got up with him as the two walked out quickly to the field.  They could see the crowd of students who had encircled the two people fighting. As they got close, they quickly recognized that, not suprisingly, it was two girls, two seniors who just graduated and who had a history with each other. 

The resource officer looked at the principal.  "They're both 19, maybe I should just have the police come and arrest them."

"Paul, Lisa Miller's dad is a high powered lawyer and her mom owns the Crystal Palace Restaurant, and Jackie Rebow's mom is an ER doc at Mercy and her dad is an executive at Baxter Paints.  You think our local police force is going to do anything with these two girls?  They've been the queen bees of this school since they were in the first grade and they've been fighting with each other ever since they had their falling out as sophomores."

The resource officer shook his head.  "Yeah, you're right, and Lisa has beaten the shit out of Jackie so many times now, I am surprised that Jackie doesn't back down."

"That's because you've only been here for a year and a half.  It sued to be the other way around, Jackie used to beat the crap out of Lisa, but you know, girls grow and change, especially at this age and well--" she was cut off by an exclamation from the crowd.  "We better get over there..."

As they got to the fight and worked their way through the crowd, they saw Lisa Miller standing over Jackie Rebow.  Jackie was on her hands and knees and Miller had her head yanked back by her hair.  Miller didn't look great despite being in control.  Her nose was bleeding, she had scratch marks on her cheek, her hair was all messed up and her tank top was torn away from her right shoulder, with her large right breast completely exposed, and she didn't seem to care at all.  Jackie Rebow's face was battered, and she was definitely worse off.  Her mouth was pooling with blood and her left eye was swollen and the white part was filled with blood.  She was clearly in pain, but she wasn't crying. 

Lisa kicked her in her chest and then kneed her in her face.  The principal and the resource officer got there before a third blow could be delivered.

The crowd dispersed instantly as the two young women were escorted back into the building and their parents were called...

It was a few weeks later in the height of the summer when the two girls and their friends crossed paths at a bonfire on the beach.  They exchanged words and everyone could see yet another fight was brewing.  Lisa put her hair up in a pony tail and Jackie smiled.  She stepped out of the way as a very attractive very physically imposing girl walked through the gaggle of Jackie's friends.

"Lisa, this is Alison, my best friend from basketball camp.  She's visiting for the summer.  And I'm going to enjoy watching her beat the shit out of you now."

It was a thrashing.  Lisa fought valiantly but the big girl was too strong and simply too much for her.  Alison beat her to a pulp and pummeled her worse then either Lisa or Jackie had ever beaten their enemy.  Lisa wanted revenge on both girls, but knew that she couldn't take them.  She steered clear of more conflict anytime that she saw the two together.  It was like Jackie had a bodyguard.

One evening, as summer was winding down and plans were brewing for the neighborhood to return to school or leave for college, Lisa's mom mentioned to her that her cousin Mackenzee would be visiting for a week with Lisa's aunt.  Lisa and Mackenzee had always been close when they were young, Lisa hadn't seen her in years because any time they had visited each other's family, Mackenzee was generally away at boarding school

The night before Lisa's Aunt and cousin arrived, Lisa's mom sat her down and explained why Mackenzee had been sent to boarding school. It seemed that despite growing up in the city of Chicago, Mackenzee had been considered disruptive.  She had gotten into fights and many other issues and had beaten another girl up so badly that she had sent her to the hospital.  At that point, her parents had decided to send her to boarding school.

Lisa almost pissed herself with glee.  When Mackenzee and her mom arrived, Lisa was stunned that "little Mac" as she had been called was now 5' 10 and 165 lbs.  And, to boot, she was stunningly beautiful.  The two girls would be sharing Lisa's room and that first night while they were getting ready for bed, Mackenzee saw some of Lisa's "battle scars".  She couldn't help but ask about them and Lisa shared that she had a "beef" with another girl and while she had been beating her up every time they fought, that the girl had a friend visiting her who ended up serving as a bodyguard of sorts.  Mackenzee chuckled. "I know the type."

Lisa went on to explain that she badly wanted revenge but the girl was still around.  Mackenzee asked, "How big is she?"

Lisa smiled, "She's bigger than you, Mac, but thanks for what you're thinking."

"Lisa, how big is she?" Mackenzee asked again.

"She's about 6'0 tall and 170 maybe 175?" Lisa answered.

"Point her out to me when we go to the beach..."

Lisa said, "Mac, you don't have to do--"

"Lisa, just point her out to me.  Nothing is going to happen..."

The next day the two cousins went to the beach with Lisa's friends and while Lisa didn't bother to show Mackenzee her enemy and her bodyguard, Lisa's friends showed her.  Sometime in the late afternoon, Mackenzee asked Lisa if she wanted anything from the concession stand and as Lisa was starting to doze off in the afternoon sun, she simply said, "no thanks."

No less than 5 minutes later, one of Lisa's friends came running up and awakened Lisa from her snooze.

"Lisa, Lisa, come quick, your cousin is getting into it with Jackie and her friend!"

Lisa leapt up and by the time she got to the concession stand, Mackenzee and Alison were trading blows.  The fight was broken up too quickly for either woman to win, but Alison had definitely tagged Mackenzee and had even given her a fat lip.

Mackenzee flipped her off as the two women were escorted apart from one another and Lisa at first smiled to herself and then chastised her cousin.

"Going away party is tonight, right?" was all Mackenzee said.

Lisa nodded. 

Mackenzee smiled.

The "going away party" was at another girl's house--an enormous house with steps leading down to the beach.  Mackenzee, Lisa, Alison and Jackie avoided each other until around 1 am when the bonfire was raging on the beach and then the four women wandered away from the light of the fire and stood facing each other.

"One on one." Jackie said.

"Agreed." said Mackenzee.

There was no need for further discussion.  The two big women knew what needed to happen. 

Lisa spoke, "Jackie, if you jump in, I will rip your hair out."

"Likewise Lisa."

Lisa worried for her cousin.  Alison was physically imposing.  She was at least 3 inches taller and 20 lbs heavier than her cousin.

The two women looked at each other. "You ready, bitch?"  Mackenzee asked.

"Oh fuck yeah, asshole."

The two swung almost simultaneously. 

Both punches connected, right hooks to the cheek.  Alison's head snapped to the side but she stayed upright.  Mackenzee's head snapped to the side and she almost went down. 

Alison followed with a flurry.  Punch after punch connected with Mackenzee's body--her belly, her huge tits, her face.  Her head snapped back repeatedly as she tried to defend herself.  Alison pushed forward and the two grappled.  Mackenzee tried to flip Alison over her hip, but the bigger woman countered and flipped mackenzee instead.

She straddled the other woman and fired off punches to her face and tits like a jackhammer pounded concrete.  Mackenzee flailed and punched back but had no leverage--Alison was beating the shit out of her.

Jackie was smiling broadly and cheering on her friend.

Lisa was panicked and screaming encouragement but Mackenzee was getting her ass kicked.

Alison mercifully got to her feet, and Lisa thought for a moment that the break would be good for Mackenzee, whose face was bloody and beaten, but the big woman hauled her cousin to her hands and knees by her hair and swung wild punches into her face.  Mackenzee's shirt was torn and her breasts could not be contained, but that didn't seem to affect her in the least.  She swung a punch up perfectly into Alison's pussy, which was right in front of her and that stunned the big woman.

Mackenzee lurched forward into the big woman's thighs and tackled her to the sand.  She scrambled on top and the two women flailed at each other and Alison dug her nails into Mackenzee's face and pushed her body back but Mackenzee mounted her and despite being off balance, landed several blows to the bigger woman's face and chest.  Alison, with her free left hand, pounded Mackenzee's exposed tit, repeatedly punching her over and over as Mackenzee tried to gain some offense by punching her in the face.

It was Jackie's turn to scream encouragement for her friend.

Alison's claws were digging deep into Mackenzee's face and cheek, beginning to draw blood.  She took a finger and slid it inside Mackenzee's nostril and the smaller woman shrieked in surprise and pain.  ALison was able to roll her and gain the top position.  She swithced tactics and grabbed Mackenzee's hair with both hands and shook her head and banged it onto the sand.  Fortunately, the sand was soft and the blows were largely ineffective.  Mackenzee pushed against Alison's body, pressing against her big tits, only because they were there, not intentionally targeting them and she forced Alison backwards while at the same time forcing both big juggs out of the top of her shirt.  Mackenzee grunted and squealed as she tried to force Alison back and off of her, gradually making progress until ALison growled and lurched forward, overpowering Mackenzee.

Lisa sighed but Mackenzee had seemed to anticipate that and used Alison's own momentum to force her over and past her as she arched and tilted her hips up.  Alison faceplanted on the soft sand and Mackenzee leapt onto her back, yanked her head back by her hair and began punching her in the face from behind.  ALison was trapped and could only cover her face and protect herself.  The punches were brutal.  Mackenzee's face was dark and focused.  She was trying to end the fight and hurt her foe.

Alison was big and strong though and she struggled first to her hands and knees and then upright as Mackenzee wrapped her arms and legs around her body and the two women fell backwards.  Alison was on top, but had her back to Mackenzee and Mac had her wrapped in a leg scissor with her arms wrapped around her upper body as well.  The smaller woman attacked what she had access to: Alison's massive tits. 

From behind, Mackenzie grabbed the woman's massive tits and began mauling them.  Alison had never had her tits attacked that way and struggled to get free as she growled in pain.  She threw her head back trying to reverse head butt Mackenzie who turned her head to the side in defense. 

Eventually, Mackenzee lost control of Alison and the two broke apart with Alison rolling to her hands and knees and Mackenzee on her back just in the wrong location.

Sometimes fights take turns just on one small event.  Someone falls on top of someone else, someone slips, a punch connects, little things that determine the outcome.

Alison looked straight at Mackenzee as Mackenzee pulled her strong leg back and fired a kick squarely into Alison's face.  Her heel connected perfectly.  It was basically a knock-out blow.  Alison's head snapped back as blood gushed from her nose and she fell on her face, rolling to her back clutching her (broken) nose.  Mackenzee leapt on to her, pressing a knee into her belly and pinning one of her arms down with the other knee.  She hammer-punched Alison's face several times and then turned her focus to one of Alison's big breasts.  With two hands, she grabbed the big org and dug in deep, twisting intensely with a cruelty that made Lisa wince for the other woman.  Alison screamed in pain.  Her breast was bright red and then suddenly capillaries burst and bruises started erupting on the skin.  Mackenzee twisted harder.

Alison yelled her surrender.  Mackenzee released her grip and fell back onto her back, her chest rising and falling with relief, gasping in air.

Jackie took a few steps toward Mackenzee and Lisa leapt in front of her. "No fucking way, bitch."

Jackie backed down and turned to care for her friend who was moaning and trying to sit up.

Lisa helped Mackenzee to her feet.  Mackenzee whimpered.

"Holy shit." she whispered thickly to her cousin.  "I got the shit kicked out of me."

"But you won!" said Lisa emphatically.

"I got lucky, she was a strong bitch.  5 out of 6 fights she wins.  She fucked me up good.  We have to sneak into the house--my mom can't see me like this..."

Lisa sighed.  "You won...I can't believe you won, thank you."

Mackenzee laughed.  "It was worth it..."

"Was it?" Lisa asked.


"Who the fuck knows.  Let's go home."

[Drake8]

Amazing story with an unbeatable selection of girls. And I really agree with the title: Girls are really worse than boys...

[Catwacher]

Outstanding story Janine! The rivalry between Jackie and Lisa is the perfect scenario for one of my "fight to the finish" stories. 

[Catwacher]