We were bored

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Welcome to another catfight from us. This time it is original. You can always message me about commissions and we will try to answer ASAP:

Lissa and Meran were stuck inside on a cold, rainy Sunday, trying to find ways to entertain themselves. Lissa was binge-watching a series she loved, while Meran had nothing to do. Both wore oversized printed T-shirts and underwear. Lissa wore boxers, while Meran wore a yellow thong. Their nipples tented against their shirts from the lack of a bra and rhe friction of cloth rubbing against them.

The brunette groaned loudly, trying to get her sister's attention. The redhead ignored her. She wasn't her sister's keeper and had no obligation to entertain her. Or so she liked to think.

Meran had other plans.

The long-haired girl wouldn't stop moving. She twisted and turned on the couch, pretending to search for a comfortable position. All the while, she continued to moan and groan as loudly and as long as she could.
When that didn't work, Meran leaned back against the armrest and nudged Lissa with her foot. At first, there was no reaction.

While Meran had been throwing a fit, Lissa had been growing increasingly annoyed with her show. Not only had the writers turned her favorite character evil to make room for someone introduced in the previous episode, but they'd also killed off the mentor. The series was going downhill, and Meran kept kicking her.

Finally, Lissa reached down and pinched Meran's toe, making her yelp and pull her feet away. Lissa smirked and returned to her show, praying it would redeem itself before she resorted to review-bombing it online.
Suddenly, Meran shoved her foot into Lissa's face.

Lissa grunted as the sole collided with her cheek. Meran pressed harder, ignoring her sister's attempts to push her away. Lissa's patience finally snapped, and she bit down on Meran's toes.

"Ah! You bitch! No biting!" Meran cried, kicking Lissa away with her other foot.
Both girls retreated to their respective sides of the sofa, glaring at each other, annoyed but ready for another round.

"That's what you get for putting your foot in my face," Lissa said haughtily.

Meran bristled at her sister's tone and hurled a pillow at her. Lissa raised her arms to shield herself.

"You could've just said move!"

"You're too stupid to listen to words!" Lissa shouted, throwing the pillow back.

Meran was preparing to return fire when Lissa lunged forward and tried to smother her with the cushion. The two grunted as they shoved against it, each trying to overpower the other. Their struggle grew increasingly heated as their initial irritation gave way to outright outrage and defiance of the other's athority.

Realizing she wasn't gaining a clear advantage, Meran abandoned the pillow and went straight for her sister's hair.

Lissa cried out and immediately retaliated by grabbing Meran's long locks. Neither wanted to let go, and their combined struggle sent them tumbling off the sofa with a yelp. Twin grunts of pain came from the floor as both kissed the carpet.

They scrambled upright without releasing each other, staggering around the living room as they tugged at one another's hair. Both leaned away, pulling their heads back as far as they could. They groaned and complained, but neither managed to gain a decisive advantage. Their hair-pulling contest had become a test of stubbornness, with every failed attempt to gain the upper hand making them angrier.

For a moment, their panting was the only sound in the room, accompanied by the steady hum of the heater.

"Slut!"

"Bitch!"

They bent each other at the waist, kicking at each other's shins as they struggled to force the other off balance. Both tried to bring the fight to the floor, but they'd fought too many times for either to make it easy. When their attempts to topple each other failed, they resorted to stomping on each other's toes.

"Would you LET GO of my hair?!" Meran shouted.

"You let go first!" Lissa demanded, tugging harder which her sister immediately mirrored.

"You're pulling harder!"

"Because you're pulling MY hair!"

"You're so retarded!"

"And you're a whiny bitch!"

The two continued cursing as they staggered back and forth across the living room, neither willing to back down. Their breast dangled and shook as the two steered each other by the hair.

In the middle of the struggle, Meran caught hold of Lissa's shirt and yanked it over her head. Suddenly blinded by the fabric, Lissa abandoned her grip on her sister's hair and flailed in frustration.

Meran seized the opportunity. She bent over her sister and began spanking her.

"Ah! You bitch!" Lissa shrieked, kicking and twisting in an attempt to escape the shirt tangled around her head.

"Hope you're having fun down there!" Meran taunted. "Maybe Mom should've spanked a spoiled brat like you! Maybe then you'd learn some manners!"

"Fuck you!"

With a furious scream, Lissa finally wrenched herself free of the shirt and threw her sister over her back in a fit of rage.

There was a loud thud as Meran hit the floor. She rolled onto her stomach, wincing as she rubbed her back.

"Ow! That's a foul, you gorilla!"

"Foul this, hoe!"

After throwing off her shirt from around her arms instead of fixing it Lissa scrambled over her sister's body and pinned Meran long enough to land a few retaliatory smacks on her ass. Meran squealed and kicked, twisting around in a desperate attempt to wriggle free.

"Get OFF me!" Meran screamed out. Trying to buck her sister off.

"Apologize!"

"For what?!"

"For being a pain in my ass!"

"You started it, you stupid--AH! STOP!"
Meran's indignant shriek turned into an indignant cry of shock as Lissa discovered a much more effective way to keep her sister from finishing her insults.

"Don't you DARE!"

"Don't I dare what?" Lissa demanded, grinning now.

Meran tried to twist away, but Lissa pulled on her thong like a rider pulling a horse's reigns.  Meran screeched as the thin fabric flossed her pussy and ass.
 
"You MONSTER!" Meran shrieked.

"I know you are but what am I?!"

"A prissy slut!"

"I know you are but what am-?"

Lissa was interrupted as Meran finally managed to squirm free and scrambled to her feet. Lissa barely had time to stand before her sister lunged at her again.
This time, however, Meran wasn't trying to pull her hair. She jumped on her sibling and grabbed at Lissa's underwear, making the redhead jerk away with a startled squeal.

"So you thought I would just let you get away with that!?"

"No! No, wait--"

Too late. Meran had already commited to paying her sister back with the same humiliation, ridding her like a horse and pulling the stretchy fabric as far as it could go. She even used Lissa's shirt to pull her into a U shape until the fabric ripped, leaving them both topless.

The living room filled with indignant protests, accusations of cheating, and threats of revenge. Every time one sister thought she had finally won, the other found some childish way to dispute the result.

When Lissa had Meran pinned on her back, kneeling over her waist with her weight keeping Meran from sitting up. She caught both of Meran's wrists and pressed them down beside her shoulders, leaning forward with a smug grin.
Meran twisted beneath her, trying to wrench one hand free, but Lissa shifted with her and kept her pinned.

Unable to get out through brute strength Meran resorted to using her tongue to licked the hand restraining her. With a shriek of disgust Lissa released her hold and kicked her sister away.

"You're disgusting!"

"You're a sore loser!"

"You licked my hand!"

"You wouldn't let go!"

"THAT DIDN'T MEAN ACT LIKE A DOG!"

"SAYS THE BITCH ON HER HANDS AND KNEES RIGHT NOW!"

"OH I'LL SHOW YOU A BITCH!"

The two crawled on their hands and knees and met in the middle of the floor. Arms wrapped around each other as they bear hugged each other. Breast compressed together as the sweaty sister rested their chins on each other's shoulders grunting in exertion.

"You're such a child!"

"Says you!"

"Says your mama!"

"We have the same mom, dumbass!"

The two sisters continued squeezing each other in their stubborn bear hug. Grinding their heads together they stayed where they were out of pure stubbornness.
The front door opened.

The front door opens and a woman stepped into the living room and stopped dead.

She stared at the scattered pillows, the wrecked shirts, hair littering the floor, and her two idiot girlfriends locked together on the floor, still trying to squeeze the other into submission.

"...What happened in here?"

Lissa and Meran stopped struggling.
They looked at their girlfriend. Their arms relaxed around each other as they looked around the living room then back at their girlfriend.

Then, without missing a beat, they answered in unison with a shrug.

"We were bored."

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