Identity Theft

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Valerie was heated. It took her two months of waiting for her criminal brother to find the person that had stole her identity. And in that two months she had lost everything except the clothes on her back.



Her job fired her because the situation was too much to deal with and hiring someone else was easier, her bank wasn't even on her side and couldn't get her money back or prove fraud, the police sat on their asses and did nothing as she had to sell everything to survive.



Her brother while in jail arranged for her to stay at a friend's house but she also asjed him to do another favor. Track down the asshole that ruined her life.



While he was sympathetic and technically could do it, he advised against it because they didn't know if it was some meek skinny person or a body builder or a gang. It was too risky to deal with it herself. But that's when she brought out the guilt tripping. Knowing how much family meant to her brother she used it against him. Even though it left a bitter taste in her mouth, especially after he helped her so much already, she could not sleep at night knowing that someone thought they got away scott free with stealing from her.



After two months not only did her brother find a place, but he also found the person's real name and a photo.



The brunette looked at the photo. Maeve Noble. 23 years old and 5'3. Probably about the same height as herself. She was visibly appealing with a slender form and long, straight brown hair and perfect teeth. Teeth she probably paid for off the backs of hard working people.



After asking for one last favor her brother arranged for her a car to drive to the next two cities over. Valerie huffed. The bitch probably thought she was far enough to not get caught.



It was a long drive and Vivian was fueled by nothing but pure hatred for this other woman. With a new bank account and some less than legal funds in her pocket she made it to the house in a private little neighborhood.



She wore a white blouse and a blue mini skirt and stiletto heels with her hair down for this confrontation. She wanted this Maeve to see just what kind of woman she stole from.



She gave the door three swift knocks. After a while she knocked again finally hearing an angry voice announce their approach. Once the door opened both beautiful women stared at each other with disdain but for two very different reasons.



They both examined the other woman. Both were around the relative same height. Maeve had longer hair and deep brown eyes compared to Valerie's green ones. Maeve was wearing a forest green dress and sandals with a thick heel. As if she was going to or just came from the water. Both women were sexy enough to turn heads and they both knew it. Just another reason to not like the bitch.



"Look I'm not interested in anything a door to door salesman has to offer me. No offense to you guys."



"Are you Valerie Pieir?" Valerie asked. Maeve raised both eyebrows slightly but it was enough for Valerie to know she acknowledged the name.



"Who's asking?" Maeve asked, her arms folded over her breast.



"The real Valerie, bitch!" Valerie hissed as she shoved Maeve in her chest. The other woman gasped as she stumbled back on the carpet. Valerie stormed in and slammed the door, making sure she locked it.



"You bitch! I ought to kill you for that!" Maeve shrieked. "Just who the fuck do you think you are coming into my house and trying to push me around!?"



"Try it bitch! I'll put you six feet under you so much as try to flinch at me! Now you are going to give me my life back and confess everything you did or I am going to be that ugly little face of yours!"



"Fucking entitled whore! Don't be jealous just because some of us were born better looking. Besides, it was your dumb ass that was so easy to hack. You got no one to blame but yourself." Maeve shot back. She had a smirk of triumph on her face ask she saw Valerie seethe in anger.



Heels clicked on the floor as two angry women stalked towards each other and met face to face in front of the fire place. Theor hands were on their hips as they glared daggers while trying to intimidate the other woman.



"Last chance, bitch." Valerie warned.



"Those should be my words, cxnt." Maeve hissed back.



"I'm actually glad you want to do things the hard way. Ive wanted to kick your ass since I saw you photo."



A harsh slap turned Valerie's head to the side.



"Fuck you, bitch!" Maeve shouted.



Valerie did not let that slap go unpunished and recovered with her own. Maeve held her cheek, almost surprised at the fact of getting hit. Or how much it hurt.



Lunging foward the two crashed head on in a messy collision. Screams filled the brightly lit living room as the two embedded their claws into the other's locks and began stumbling across the carpet.

Valerie grunted as her head was pulled to the right byt returned a vicious slap for Maeve's efforts. In retaliation Maeve pulled Valerie's head down to her waist and managed to get a slap in, making Valerie stand right back up.



The two let go of each other's hair and began blindly slapping at each other with shrieks of pain and outrage. Neither held up their hands to block, just slap after slap on their enemy's face.



Twin screams of agony spewed from their lips as during the slap feat their nails had dragged down on the other's ear rings and ripped them out. The jeweled accessories hit the ground with a near silent thud as both hellcats were bleeding from their earlobes.



Instead of moving to cover their ears or call a cease fire the two women balled up their fist and began trading actual punches. Red marks became dark bruises as punch after punch rocked both their jaws.

During the fight Valerie's white bra had become exposed from their earlier dance. Maeve's own dress was not made for constantly active breast bouncing and her own purple satin covered tits popped free of their dress.



After eating another jawbreaker to the face Valerie threw her whole body into her next punch, striking Maeve right in the mouth.


Maeve fell back onto the sofa, legs open and exposing her matching panties as she touched her lips and her fingertips came back bloody.



"Bitch!"



Screaming at the top of her lungs Maeve launched herself at Valerie and tackled her right in the gut. Valerie let out a huff as the wind was knocked out of her and the two hit the ground hard. However Valerie wasn't about to be taken out by one tackle and grabbed for hair once more.



Maeve's nails clawed their way up Valerie's dress until they found her face. Valerie locked her legs around Maeve as Maeve gripped her chin while the other hand yanked at tangled locks with a murderous look in her eyes.



Legs kicked and stomped at each other while their hands tried to mutilate their face and rip out clumps of hair.



Over and over the two rolled, neither being able to keep the top spit for long. Nails raked down faces leaving angry welts. Their thighs grapevined together as if trying to crush the other.



"You invaded the wrong house bitch!"



"Fuck your nasty house! I'm gonna fuck you up just like you fucked up my life!"



"Bitch!"



"Bitch!"



The two shrieked loudly as theu both used their hands to try to claw the other's eyes out. Nails raked at noses, cheeks and every other part of the face but the two kept veering their heads too much to properly blind the other.



"Die!"



"I'll fucking kill you!"



"Psychotic bitch!"



"Crazy whore!"



The two continued to spit insults while rolling on the floor. Large clumps of hair had accumulated on the ground in two toned tangles like breadcrumbs. Their fight could not just be contained to the middle of the living room. Pieces of their outfits were also littered on the floor like casualties of war.

Back on their feet Maeve tried to choke Valerie from behind. Her arm was held tight against her neck as her chin pushed down on her head.



Fighting like a trapped animal Valerie reached up and pushed Maeve's head up into the corner of the fireplace frame with a dull thunk. Both women were gritting their teeth with blood running from their nose and lips.



When bashing her head didn't work she reached with both of her hands and pulled Maeve's long locks in opposite direction. Maeve screamed lime an animal being killed as both vixins could hear her hair tearing like the seams of fabric. Raking her nails across Valerie's face the two cried out in agony as they inflicted seperat tortures on each other.



As Maeve lost more and more hair she pivoted to slam Valerie's face directly into a wall. Valerie let out a moan of pain as her face kiss the white wall now stained red with her blood. She swung a fist back which grazed Maeve but barely registered as an attack.



"You should have never come her, bitch!"



Maeve shoved Valerie face on a table and slid it over the wooden surface, knocking over pictures and a new glass vase that unceremoniously crashed on the floor. Maeve used Valerie's face to wax her furniture a bit more until Valerie finally threw an elbow into her nose.



"Slut!"



Maeve's head snapped back from the blow and a new wave of blood pooled from her nose. No longer in a grapple the two went back to trading punches and slaps.



"cxnt!"



"Whore!"



The once pristine living room became a mess of upturned and smashed furniture as the two half dressed women crashed through it like a hurricane with no regard for personal safety.



Maeve sent a punch straight to the face and Valerie answered with a bloody headbutt. Enraged Maeve tackled Valerie onto the wooden table only for them to both roll over it and hit the floor on the other side.

They pressed cheek to cheek with Valerie on top as they ripped at hair again. Maeve tried to take top position by yanking her hair and pushing against Valerie's face but Valerie fought viciously. They laid on their sides clawing at each other with holes in their leggings and tops pulled down to their waist, leaving their breast to ground together during their feral outburst.



Maeve tried to pin Valerie in a schoolboy pin but Val was not allowing that. Using her feet she pushed on her back to keep  her away, her heels pulling on Maeve's dress even more.



Switching tactics Maeve backed off but took Valerie with her by the hair. Shouting out with Maeve Valerie still kept a death grip on Maeve own hair.



Back on their feet with their underwear on full display the two committed to environment warfare. Using counters and corners and walls they bent each other's bodies over them as well as bashed their heads or faces into them.



No surface was left safe. Bruised and naked bodies fought on every surface pressed together and using every part of themselves as a weapon.



Valerie managed to shove Maeve off and sent a right hook to her face. Maeve choked out a sound as her head snapped to the same direction as rhe punch. As Valerie came for a second hit Maeve traded her own as well and they connected at the same time.



Fate tits giggled from the impact and the two went at it again and again. Both were very vocal with their sounds of pain and showed no mercy for it.



Maeve managed to get Valerie in a head lock again but this time Valerie bit into the offending limb until it bled. Screeching in pain Maeve was livid.



"You fucking animal! You bit me!"



With a loud cry she threw Maeve onto a counter face first. Arms still choking her Maeve practically rode Valerie's ass, her crotch grinding against Valerie's ass as the two cursed each other on the table. They didn't stay on for long though as Valerie rolled them off and they both hit the ground on their side.



Neither let go and the two mauled each other's face. Valerie tore at the fron of Maeve's face down while Maece went up by pushing up Valerie's lips and clawing at her gums. Though she left lasting wounds she left she hands wide open to have her fingers bit.



Their was no sign of the women they were before, just animals hell bent on ravaging and destroying each other. Side by side they demolished each other's face. Maeve even came close to permanently blinding Valerie by trying to peel back her eye lid and pop it out. Validate met her atrocity for atrocity and tried to blind her as well, only for her efforts to be met with teeth hell bent on biting off her digits.



Maeve growled as she shook her head like a dog while Valerie waited in agony. She managed to kick her away and tried to crawl to her feet only for Maeve to brain her with her own heel.

"Don't run now, bitch!"



Maeve grabbed her by the hair and was about to deliver another strike until Valerie found her own weapon. It was made of glass and looked expensive. Whatever it was it came just in time to shatter across Maeve's face.



She let out a banshee wail as she staggered back, face covered in multiple wounds as she had to take her barely hanging on bra off because peuces were clinging to the fabric and cut her when she moved.



Both women groaned as they crawled to their feet using the walls and upturned furniture. Staring at each other a room apart both of them looked a mess.



Maeve was only wearing her panties and her face was the most messed up part about her, cuts and dark, swelling bruises everywhere. Valerie was no better. Her panties had been sliced at the crotch exposing her shaved pussy under the flapping fabric and her bra was hanging to cover only one tit. Her face was just as bad but the real damage came from her bloody gums and the marks around her eyes.



Both caught their breaths as they stared each other down.



"I'm gonna kill you, bitch."



"I'll kill you first slut. Only one of us is gonna be on her feet at the end of this."



It was silent for a moment as the two resigned themselves to their fate. There would be no surrender. Who ever lost the aftermath wouldn't be pretty.



Taking off the last of their clothing the two approached each other. It wasn't a quick grab of hair. Bodies enveloped each other and coiled as teeth bit into breast and shoulders with a ravenous hunger. Moans of pain were muffled by the flesh in their teeth yet still they kept pushing. Using their legs to pull each other close instead of for balance they inevitably fell again. Rolling around together in a ball of bloody frenzy the two used their broken nails to try and peel each other's face with their nails. It was pure agony as both cried out in pain but neither would admit defeat. It would be a cold day in hell when either of them were ever made to utter words of surrender to a person they hated.

Covered in blood Valerie reached behind Maeve, cupped her pussy, and yanked upwards with her nails. The scream Maeve let out after being violated was inhuman, but all that did was up the level of violence that the girls would do to each other.



Now pressed against the shattered TV the two had their hands wrapped around each other's throats while the other tore apart their slits.



"Bitch, bitch, bitch!" Valerie chanted.



"Fucking die! I'm gonna rip off your clit!" Maeve promised. Tears of frustration and pain bled from their eyes as they tore into each other's bloody pussies. Broken nails acted like sharp hooks that clung and cut through flesh leaving the combatants and moaning, quivering mess.



"Fuck! Stop tearing at my cxnt, you bitch!"



"Fuck you! Get your dirty hands out of my pussy, you fucking whore!"



The two continued to scream in agony as they did the complete opposite. Soon hands left each other's throats and began to claw at their back door. Twin, shrill screams rattled the windows as both women jolted up onto the tips of their toes as both their pussy and ass were hooked like meat in a butcher shop.



Neither could keep a facade of strength as the mutual destruction of their lower holes was too much to ignore. With a joint shout the two kicked each other apart and hit the floor. On their hands and knees they crawled to each other again and this time coiled around each other, using the other's body to block their abused pussy while their hands and teeth attempted to keep the fight above the belt.



They slide across the floor in a naked heap, Maeve's feet pushing against the ground as Valerie kept her legs around her. The two bit into each other's face while their nails clawed more marks into the other's back.



Hitting one of the sofas they shifted on their ass onto the furniture until they were both laying on it the long way. Valerie was on her back with Maeve on top of her. Even from below she still fought like a feral cat drawing rivets of blood from Maeve's spine. Maeve was not idle either. Launching foward she took Valerie's top lip and bit down on it. At the same time Valerie took Maeve's bottom lip hostage and the two pulled. Their legs and pussies stayed intertwined as their hands were clasped together stabbing into the back of the other's hand.



With a sharp tear they tore of a scab of skin from the other's lip, losing their hold. Growling with bloody teeth fully exposed the two pushed a hand into the other's face and clawed their beautiful features with all their might. With their bloody breast pressed together their free hands tore at each other's side boob.



Both girls were a tapestry of red marks and they had practically screamed themselves hoarse, resorting to grunts and growls as well as any other animalistic sound they could make through clenched teeth.



Tired of being on the bottom Valerie pushed against her rival who began to wildly bite at her seeing Valerie go for a position change. Valerie clawed at Maeve's face and bit her back until the two were sitting face to face on their ass with their pelvis joined together and theit legs behind the other.

The two let out a painful moan as they both reached for tortured tit flesh and sawed at each other's nipples.



"Let go, you bitch!"



"You let go, bitch!"



"Bitch!"



"Bitch!"



They both opened their mouths wide and bit down on their collarbones. Wobbling on the sofa with blood in their mouth they tilted over back the way they came from.



Rushing to their feet after the fall Maeve hit her with a hard punch to her darkened face. Valerie answered with her own punch to a practically deflated breast. Heads were knocked back as the two crossed arms and decked each other in the face at the same time, a geyser of blood erupting from their nose or split lip.



Valerie threw her whole weight into her next punch and the two collided and fell on top of a display table, knocking over a vase. Surprisingly the vase did not break on impact with the floor. Valerie began bashing Maeve's head into the table like a psycho. Maeve herself was trying to get her claws in any way she could.



This is where the vase's luxk ran out. Yanking Valerie to the side by her hair the two rolled off the table and onto the vase, shattering it into many jagged pieces that the two crazed women rolled into.

Their bodies screamed from the pain of being repeatedly stabbed on instinct but neither even registered the broken shards when the rest of their body was already on fire and their sole intent was skinning the other alive.



Over and over the two rolled into the shards, making more as they crushed big shards i to smaller shards that embedded into their ass and hips. Neither had an ounce of humanity left in them, just raw, feral beasts hellbent on destroying their rival.



No one could tell you how much time had past, only that the house had seen better days before. Scraps of clothes littered the floor and sharp, jagged debrie was around every corner of the living room and hallway during a brief scuffle and beating involving using the house phone and its block to beat each other then strangle the other.



The two had made it into the dining room where the table had already been flipped over and glass and fine china littered the floor. Currently Maeve had Valerie by the hair slamming her face into the dinning room window creating a large crack in the glass. Elbowing her in the gut Valerie slammed Maeve's ass into the glass leaving an imprint just below her own bloody breast imprint as she bit into Maeve's throat. Gagging as a rabid bitch tore at her throat Maeve fought for her life cutting and bitting into every piece of skin she could.



With a final smash Valerie managed to send them through the damaged windows and onto the wet grass below. Maeve cried in agony as she took the brunt of all of it but her cries were cut short as Valerie mounted her and swung multiple fist left and right into her, not giving her a moment to breath.



As Maeve laid gasping for breath Valerie brought her hands together and hammered them down on Maeve's face and breast. She screamed like a wild animal while beating her opponent half to death naked and outside surrounded by broken, blood covered shards of glass.



Clarity came a few minutes after when the adrenaline of the fight wore off and she felt the effects of the long and arduous fight catch up to her after Maeve was no longer fighting back. She scratched and bit the other bitch for good measures but at most got a weak groan. At least she was still alive. That meant she could still get her life back on track and hopefully ruin this bitch's life forever. She dragged the body inside her car looked for her purse. Finding it she pulled out her phone and called her brother. He assured her that he would take care of the aftermath and to sit tight.



Sighing she dropped the phone and leaned back in the driver's seat, tired but feeling on a high. She hadn't been in a fight since middle school and that was quickly broken up. Besides the burning pain and the glass and splinters in her body she could probably get addicted to the feeling of putting bitches in their place.



She let out a sigh of content just as a hand from the back seat grabbed ahold of the passenger seat head rest.

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